The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

Amidst the patter of water, Wei Yun, who was slightly embarrassed, turned his head and saw Xie Tao standing at the door.

His sleeves have been pulled from his wrists to his elbows. At this moment, his clothes are half-wet, his dark hair is messy, his cold white face is stained with moist water, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his lips are thin.

The light in the bathroom was always soft, shining on his profile, shining on the water vapor in the shower, like the color of the azure mountain fog after rain, adding a bit of haziness.

"I……"

When Wei Yun spoke, his expression was a little unnatural, "I want to take a bath."

As soon as he came over today, he wanted to take a bath.

Unlike the bath in the National Teacher's House, Wei Yun hadn't figured out how to operate the shower for a while, so he made it look like what Xie Tao sees now.

"I, I will help you..." Xie Tao, who finally recovered, pursed her lips, and then walked in to help him adjust the water potential and temperature of the shower, and even reached out to check the temperature.

"All right……"

Xie Tao did not dare to put his gaze on him again, her eyes flickered erratic, and whispered: "You can wash it."

After speaking, she bypassed him and walked out.

Wei Yun saw her walking to the door and immediately stopped her, "Xie Tao."

Xie Tao turned around when he heard the sound, but those eyes still avoided his gaze, "What, what?"

"Help me... bring the clothes over."

Wei Yun lowered his eyes, his tone still somewhat unnatural.

"……Oh."

Xie Tao turned around and ran to the cloakroom in his room.

She opened the door of the same yellow rosewood, and Xie Tao saw that the pattern inside was almost the same as the cloakroom in her room.

There are many sets of men's clothing hanging in the cabinet without doors with wooden partitions.

Hanging in one cupboard is full of suit after suit, and in the cupboard next to it are many everyday casual styles.

Xie Tao’s things were all bought by Meng Lichun, and Wei Yun’s clothes, even the watches, cuffs, or sunglasses and other men’s items placed in the central glass cabinet, were made by Meng Lichun’s gender as a male. Subordinates to buy it.

Xie Tao took down a set of dark blue men's pajamas hanging there, and turned around to walk out, but as if thinking of something, her expression became a bit tangled and hesitant for a moment.

After a while, she leaned over and opened the drawer under the cabinet.

In the third drawer, she finally saw...men's boxer briefs.

Her cheeks were a little hot for no apparent reason. Xie Taohu grabbed a dark one and stuffed it in her pajamas, and then ran out, still on the big bed in Wei Yun's room, and then ran out and snapped the door shut. .

After Xie Tao ran downstairs, she took a pillow and placed it on the carpet, and sat on the carved wood coffee table to do her homework.

When Wei Yun finished taking a bath and changed into her pajamas, she happened to see Xie Tao lying next to the coffee table. There was a paper in front of her, and she seemed to be thinking about something, her delicate brows raised and she held it in her hand. The tip of the pen was poking her forehead.

Maybe it was because she was so absorbed in thinking that she didn't even notice when Wei Yun walked to her side.

So he leaned over and snatched the pen in her hand. When he looked at her again, she saw that her forehead was indeed poked red by herself.

"Why do you still want to write on your face?" Wei Yun sat down on the sofa with his long legs folded, holding the pen in his hand, and staring at her low.

Xie Tao touched her forehead with self-consciousness, as if it had been stamped with a pen.

She chuckled, "No..."

Noting that Wei Yun's long hair was still wet, Xie Tao stood up and said, "Wait for me!"

Wei Yun only had time to see her back running upstairs.

He raised his eyebrows, his expression was still as sparse and cold as usual, and his eyes with lighter pupils were still calm.

He took the remote control and turned on the TV, Wei Yun put a charcoal fire into the air furnace on the side, and used bamboo tweezers to pick the tea leaves to make tea.

When Xie Tao came down, there was a hair dryer and a power strip in his hand.

She connected the power strip to the socket on the wall, and then plugged the plug of the hair dryer into the power strip.

The cord of the patch panel was long enough to allow Xie Tao to stand behind Wei Yun.

"I will dry your hair for you."

As she spoke, she turned on the power button of the hair dryer.

There was a hot wind blowing around his ears, with an unavoidable noise, causing Wei Yun to have a meal with the bamboo tweezers.

At that time,

Her hand had passed through his thick hair, with gusts of hot wind blowing the back of his neck slightly hot, so the hair fluttered in the wind and brushed his eyebrows, causing a little itching.

The touch of his hair in Xie Tao's hands is very good, it is like a brocade that is hard to find, with a subtle luster, while she blows his hair for him, she can't help but touch it secretly.

Wei Yun's stiff posture from the beginning gradually became a little more accustomed.

He even closed his eyes and listened quietly to the noise coming from the hair dryer beside his ears, but he didn't feel bored.

Because all his attention was on Xie Tao's fingers through his hair.

The movements of her fingertips were very light, with the temperature of the hot wind, stroking his hair inch by inch.

Xie Tao always seemed very quiet.

At this moment, Wei Yun was born with a little more leisurely mind in such a situation that was not quiet enough.

So his eyebrows were also stretched gently at this time.

After Xie Tao dried his hair, she started to comb it little by little with a comb.

As if leaning forward secretly, he glanced at Wei Yun.

She caught a glimpse of him closing his eyes at the moment, and she didn't know if he was asleep or not.

She only heard his steady and shallow breathing.

At that time, there was still hot smoke emerging from the teapot on the stove, like a thick and faint haze from the lightening of the clouds.

Xie Tao quietly put down the comb in his hand, running his fingers between his hair, trying to braid his hair into a braid.

But when she was halfway through it, she couldn't help but laugh, and then she lowered her eyes and suddenly met a pair of indifferent eyes.

Suddenly his hand leaned up, and directly grabbed her by the skirt, forcing her to bow her head.

So for a moment, she bowed her head and he raised his head.

Between two people, but a short distance away.

Wei Yun originally wanted to say something, but he didn't prevent himself from this, and made her lower her head for a moment, and then her nose lightly rubbed the tip of his.

Wei Yun let go subconsciously.

But at this moment, Xie Tao didn't know where the courage came from, suddenly bowed her head and kissed his thin lips.

Wei Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he even forgot to breathe.

In an instant, a cold face seemed to be dyed with the thin red color of apricot blossoms on the branches of Baili, but after all, it could not match the hot red of his ears.

"Thanks, Tao."

Wei Yun gritted his teeth and called her.

At this moment, Xie Tao's white face was also dyed with the color of micro-powder.

She has always been like this.

Suddenly courage came quickly, and went quickly.

At this moment, she couldn't help but blush, she hurriedly took off the hair dryer, then turned and ran upstairs.

"I'm sleepy, I sleep good night!"

While Wei Yun watched her gradually disappear at the corner of the stairs, he paused for a while, and when he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealed the faint joy of his eyes.

Like a heart that has been frozen for a long time, when facing her, it seems that even the heartbeat has become more eager.

With more and more visits in this time and space, Wei Yun also became more adaptable to life here.

Because Xie Tao had to get up an hour earlier than before during school, which made her a little more tired, so Meng Lichun asked her subordinate to temporarily replace the driver.

Otherwise, the car Wei Yun bought is left in the garage, and it will only be dusty.

Wei Yun originally wanted to hire a driver for Xie Tao, but Meng Lichun said that it would be bad if he was afraid that he would not scare people.

Even though Xie Tao had told her what Lao Xi asked her to bring to Meng Lichun that day, Meng Lichun only disappeared for one day, and appeared in front of Xie Tao the next day as usual.

Even more enthusiastic than before, which made Xie Tao feel a little overwhelmed.

Wei Yun has always been busy recently.

In addition to dealing with his time and space and the various changes between courts and halls, Wei Yun often went to the largest library in the South Central Plaza in this time and space.

But because of his outstanding face, he always attracts a lot of attention.

Someone even secretly took a fuzzy photo of him from a distance and posted it on the Internet. For a while, he was also posted on the hot search of Lujiang for a few days.

Later, Xie Tao bought him a mask, let him wear it when he went out, covering most of his face, and put on the sunglasses in his cloakroom for him.

It's always fully armed.

Obviously he is not a star, but because of this uniquely good skin, he will always attract the attention of countless people.

Fortunately, the library has a small reading room that charges on time.

When Wei Yun went to the library, Xie Tao would go with him if it was after school or on vacation.

Two people are in the same reading room.

He reads his book and she writes her homework.

Many times, Xie Tao would look for some books on the shelves outside.

As he expected, she also wanted to work hard.

She is about to be in the third year of high school, and Xie Tao has already quit her job in the dessert shop. Now she only has a job in a tavern, or she only has to go to a job once or twice a week.

Both Lao Xi and Xie Lan helped her a lot when she was in difficulty, and she also cherished this job.

When she didn't go to the tavern, she spent a lot of time studying.

As it is now,

Wei Yun was sitting next to her. She turned her head slightly, and she could see his slender knuckles carelessly press the pages of the book. Occasionally, when the knuckles were lifted, there was a soft sound of turning the pages. He kept his eyes down, his face on the glass The light coming in from outside the window is always clear and flawless.

How could there be such a good-looking person in the world?

Without knowing it, Xie Tao stopped his gaze on his side face, supported his chin with one hand, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Until Wei Yun twisted her knuckles, knocked her forehead, and glanced at her faintly.

"..."

Xie Tao touched her forehead, quickly squeezed the pen in her hand, and immersed herself in the question.

That night, at Lao Xi's request, Wei Yun went to see Lao Xi alone.

Only Xie Tao and Meng Lichun were left sitting at the dinner table.

Meng Lichun came suddenly and even ordered a large table of delicious foods with take-out software.

But for such a big table, only Xie Tao was eating seriously. Meng Lichun was holding the chopsticks, but he didn't know how to eat.

"Taotao, aren't you curious about what they will say?" Finally, Meng Lichun put down the chopsticks in his hand and took the cup of milk tea in his hand, but picked it up and put it down.

Xie Tao heard this and looked up at her, "Curious,"

She was holding a bowl, biting a piece of meat in her mouth, her voice was muffled, "But Uncle Xi wouldn't let me go, and it's useless to be curious..."

For the first time, Meng Lichun felt that the milk tea in his hand was not fragrant anymore.

Her gaze seemed to stay in an illusory place, and the expressions in those beautiful eyes were complicated and wrapped in a somewhat imperceptible desolation.

He was willing to see Wei Yun, but he was always unwilling to see her.

Xie Tao seemed to notice the change in her mood, she hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously, "Sister Chun, you..."

"What do you call me?" Meng Lichun interrupted her suddenly.

Xie Tao was interrupted by her unexpectedly, still holding chopsticks in her hand. She looked at Meng Lichun's cold and moving face, a little confused, "Can't I... call you that?"

Meng Lichun curled his eyebrows, the face that just showed a little sadness just now, and now he can't see anything, "Don't call me young!"

"Huh?" Xie Tao couldn't react for a while.

Call younger... OK?

What's more, Meng Lichun in front of her looked like a young face in her twenties.

"What is your name Wenxi?" Meng Lichun asked her.

"Uncle Xi..." Xie Tao answered honestly.

"Then you have to call my aunt, do you remember?" Meng Lichun reached out and poked her cheek.

? ? ?

Xie Tao looked at Meng Lichun for a long while without saying a word.

She has never stopped asking for such a peculiar painting style.

Tell your sister to be dissatisfied, and have to call her aunt...

"Taotao, hurry up, call me." Meng Lichun held his face and looked at her hopefully, with a smile on his lips.

"..."

Xie Tao felt that she couldn't open her mouth.

"Call me Taotao!" Meng Lichun waited a little anxiously.

Xie Tao felt like a golden horned king holding a gourd right now, standing in front of him, a grandson who insisted on calling her.

"Aunt Chun..." Xie Tao called weakly.

When Meng Lichun heard her "auntie", she immediately raised a smile and happily responded, "Eh!"

"That's right, Taotao, you have to call it that way..."

But with a smile, Meng Lichun's eyes suddenly caught tears without knowing why.

Then Xie Tao saw her stretch out her hand, and a small jar of wine appeared in her hand.

She poured herself a glass and asked Xie Tao if she would drink it.

Xie Tao remembered Wei Yun's words, and shook her head, "I won't drink anymore."

She saw Meng Lichun drank three cups without saying anything.

"Chun...Auntie, what is the relationship between you and Uncle Xi?" Xie Tao's long-held question in her heart has finally been asked today.

"Didn't you guess all of them?" Meng Lichun held his chin with one hand, and poured a glass into his mouth.

Xie Tao noticed that the posture of her holding the wine glass and the slight movements of raising her head slightly and drooping her eyebrows while drinking were almost the same as those of Lao Xi.

Like a person, accustomed to imitating another person.

In a vain attempt to retain the person who used to be in this way.

"Then, between you and Uncle Xi, why did you become like this?"

Xie Tao couldn't tell the feeling between the two of them.

It seems to be the two most familiar strangers.

"If I **** knew why,"

When Meng Lichun heard these words from Xie Tao, she suddenly threw the wine glass on the table, but the excitement did not last for a moment, and her eyebrows slackened and dimmed, as if the light in the depths of her eyes was also instantaneous. There is no trace of death, "I will not worry about it for so many years..."

Her voice suddenly became very soft, as if mumbling to herself.

How did she and Wen Xi fall to this point step by step?

For hundreds of years, Meng Lichun has never understood this mystery.

When she was young and ignorant, as a translator, she landed in one of the most chaotic times.

All the documents about that era are in her future world, but there are only a few fragments.

She is naturally arrogant and arrogant, so when she fell in love with that gentle boy, she never retreated.

He even gave her the name "Li Chun".

Li Chun is a small print given by him, on that spring day in an apricot forest hundreds of years ago.

Meng Lichun almost forgot his original name.

From the moment he died in front of her, she made herself the Li Chun in his mouth.

It was also at the moment of his death,

She has already turned herself into a lunatic.

As a person who has lived in the age of science and technology, as a person who has grown up in a peaceful society where everyone is equal, such a time when a group of heroes rises together and competes in the Central Plains brings countless **** vigilance to her, and As a person of the future era, he will never be able to overcome the deep despair of this feudal society where inferiority is greater than all else.

Wen Xi died amidst the curses of the world, but the infamy was ultimately a false accusation forcibly raised on him by others.

He was born lonely and half a life of duckweed.

To live a torment and pain, even death, but also in the insults and abuses of thousands of people, carrying the shackles that did not belong to him.

In that world, no one cares about his life or death, no one cares about his innocence.

Maybe he didn't even care about himself.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just go his own way. In that snowy night, he would return to the center of the power vortex and be the chess piece in the hands of his father and brother.

But she cares.

She loves him more deeply than she imagined.

His father and brother took advantage of him, harmed him, made him a target of public criticism, and made him die in front of the palace gate of the Liang Palace.

In the most brutal and **** way, he was sentenced to capital punishment.

"I tried my best to rescue him from the Liang Palace, but he wanted to go back..."

Perhaps it was because he was drunk, Meng Lichun hadn't confided to anyone for many years. At this moment, when facing the girl sitting in front of her, he started to talk about his past.

Her tears came so suddenly that she didn't seem to even notice it.

When Xie Tao saw him, she quickly drew a tissue, went to the chair next to Meng Lichun, sat down, and handed it to her.

Meng Lichun was always lazy and didn't reach out to pick it up.

She seemed to be trapped in the many memories of the past, not knowing where it came from.

In that snowy night.

The young son who had been holding him in her heart and being careful to like, when facing the blade of her across his neck, despite the sharpness of the blade, he wiped out a blood stain and kissed her at the same time.

That was the only time in Meng Lichun's life that he was kissed.

She threatened him not to return to the Liang Palace, she threatened him not to take a step out of that door, or she would kill him... She threatened him to escape from Liang Kingdom and stay away from the dispute.

But the many threatening words were sealed by him with a kiss in an instant.

Meng Lichun's heart seemed to have not jumped so fast in this half of his life.

"Later, he died..."

Meng Lichun smiled and shed tears again, "He died in front of me."

She looked at Xie Tao and grabbed her hand. "He, his arm was chopped off, and his head was chopped off without hesitation. The blood just ran all over the place. Everyone watched, everyone Scolding him, so many people are clapping and cheering...I can't forget, I will never forget it in my life."

When she said these words, her teeth trembled, and her eyes were soaked with red bloodshot eyes.

His death seemed to be deeply imprinted in the depths of her bone marrow, and the scraping of the bone was painful.

"Aunt Chun..." Xie Tao felt a little uncomfortable when she heard her talk about these things. She could only tentatively stretch out her hand and wipe her tears with a tissue.

"then,"

Meng Lichun said, and suddenly laughed again.

Her expression was a little more mad, and she couldn't help laughing for a while.

"I endured it for three years. I used it for three years. I killed his elder brother, his father, and all the people who killed him. I killed none of them."

Meng Lichun became a complete lunatic.

But what she didn't expect was that the son Xian she killed would be the iron-blooded emperor who was destined to unite the six kingdoms after the Yi Dynasty.

Gongzixian is the most important link in the history after the Yi Dynasty.

But died in her hands.

As a result, history changed in chaos and began to rush toward an irreversible situation, and even caused the originally complete world to split into two completely different time and space.

Her hometown has disappeared.

She could never go back.

As a traverser, she came to the world thousands of years ago, and has been integrated into the magnetic field thousands of years ago, so the disappearance of the future world does not disappear with her.

She became a sinner who destroyed the timeline of the world, but she didn’t know why, but the gods didn’t let her die. Instead, she gave her half a bone, making her an immortal half-hanging fairy. From then on, she was in the gap between two time and space. In, live as an atonement person.

But now, she discovered that Wen Xi, who had already died, was still alive.

She obviously watched him die with her own eyes.

But why, he has become the fairy who lived more than a thousand years in the mysterious tavern that Xie Tao said?

"You said... from beginning to end, only I took his life seriously?"

In the end, Meng Lichun leaned on Xie Tao's shoulder and murmured.

Did the person she really loved so much, from the beginning to the end, didn't take everything seriously?

Only she, like a fool,

love him,

Love him,

Even revenge for him and killed so many people.

Meng Lichun was drunk, crying and laughing on Xie Tao's shoulder.

In the end, her subordinate came and picked it up.

But what Ling Xie Tao didn't expect was that a drunk Meng Lichun had left. When she came out after cleaning up the dishes, she saw Wei Yun who was leaning on the sofa with a slightly drunken eyebrow dyed between her eyebrows.

Xie Lan just wanted to kick Wei Yun when he closed his eyes, in return for Wei Yun's powerful punch on the way back.

Although he initiated the fight, he did not win.

But Xie Lan was still a little angry.

But seeing Xie Tao walked out, he quickly closed his feet, touched the back of his head, and deliberately twisted his eyebrows, "This guy is too weak, he only drank a few cups, just like that, sister Taotao, you What boyfriend did you choose?"

"It looks better, and it's not very useful..."

Xie Tao just wanted to refute him, but before he had time to say anything, on the contrary, Wei Yun, who was leaning on the sofa, seemed to have heard that Xie Lan was speaking badly to Xie Tao. His brows moved slightly, and his eyes were raised to stare at him. Although it seems to be a little hazy drunk, it is still cold and faint.

He pulled off the button of his collar impatiently, revealing half of his delicate collarbone, his thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was somewhat dumb:

"roll."

The author has something to say: Xie Lan:? Let me go again?

Wei Yun: Otherwise keep you and let you talk bad about me?