vstars Chapter 113 I'm talking about fate~
Chapter 113 I'm talking about fate~
Just as Xie Lianrui stopped to rest and was enveloped in a myriad of thoughts, a teasing voice suddenly came from his right rear, making Xie Lianrui's heart tighten.
"Xie Lianrui!"
Black Glasses!? What's he doing here?
Xie Lianrui was stunned...
"What's wrong, Taoist priest? Can't find the way?" Black Glasses leaned casually against the tree trunk, looking at Xie Lianrui who had revealed his "true colors." The corners of his lips widened, but his tone seemed to carry a hint of barely perceptible anger. "Eight hundred for a fair price. A blind man can lead the way."
Upon hearing this, Xie Lianrui's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he once again lamented the power of ill-fated relationships: "Qi Shanren is joking..."
"Hehe, are you joking? The blind man is not joking. Since the Taoist priest is not lost, then he must want to kick the bucket and return to secular life!"
"What the hell is going on!" Xie Lianrui muttered to himself, feeling a headache coming on. He had already sent that body back to its room after its morning exercise, and the effect of its passing should not have left any clues or traces. So why did Black Glasses still manage to find him?
"If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place." Seeing Xie Lianrui's confusion, Black Glasses stepped closer and explained sarcastically, "You just finished your morning exercise, and then you had Zhu Xun prepare a time-consuming breakfast for you. Are you busy eating or busy running around?"
Xie Lianrui suddenly realized why Black Glasses hadn't slept in the private room. It turned out he wanted to get firsthand information about Xie Lianrui's operation from his apprentice. Good heavens, he'd practically exploited every loophole...
Seeing Xie Lianrui's sullen expression, Black Glasses snorted coldly and walked past him without giving him a second glance: "You talk about cause and effect, but you don't seem to remember how stingy you were back then, eating for free and not even treating the blind man to a meal or two!"
What does it feel like to be called stingy by someone who is even stingier than you?
Xie Lianrui was quite qualified to speak. At this moment, he was staring at the back of the man with black glasses with his eyes slightly open, indicating that he had mixed feelings. However, he only opened his mouth but did not refute, because he knew that the man with black glasses was mocking him in anger, so he just had to keep it to himself.
Xie Lianrui's inner monologue: Given the situation, you couldn't possibly eat it all! The equipment and food in the bag were quite heavy, so it was better to eat a little less food at a time!
Black Glasses couldn't hear Xie Lianrui's inner thoughts, but he could guess some of them. However, his main purpose was not to get Xie Lianrui to repay him with a meal or two (of course, it would be nice if he did), but to let Xie Lianrui know that he did not believe in gods or Buddhas or karma. The reason he came was to fulfill Xie Lianrui's wish for karma, not to repay that life.
Xie Lianrui values cause and effect above all else...
The dappled shadows of the trees fell upon the two people walking through the dense forest. One of them wore sunglasses that absorbed all the light in his field of vision, leaving him with only transparent darkness. In this endless darkness, he could turn his head and clearly see the other person.
But let's leave them here in silence, each with their own thoughts!
The scene shifts to Yan Huai and Zhang Qiling, who have returned to the entrance of the small courtyard house. In just one day, a new crisis has unexpectedly arisen.
Crisis Name: Passive Gender Misconception Crisis
The mastermind: The old lady next door
Yan Huai looked at the kind-faced old woman in front of him, and with a sigh of helplessness, interrupted her incessant chatter, correcting her, "Grandma, I'm a man..."
"A boy is good! Having a boy... ah?" The old woman's originally cheerful expression froze instantly. She stared at Yan Huai for a while before taking small, shocked steps to the front to confirm.
The hood drawstring that held his long hair high just a day ago has loosened considerably, and some of Yan Huai's hair at his temples has fallen to the sides of his face, just enough to cover his prominent Adam's apple.
Although she was ridiculously tall, there were girls who were that tall. In addition, Yan Huai was wearing a relatively fitted work uniform, which accentuated her curves. She was slender but well-endowed.
What's more, he also has long hair, which, combined with his already ascetic and deep-set face, makes it easy for ordinary people to mistake him for a girl—the kind of girl who is quiet but obedient, hardworking, and considerate (well, thanks to Zhang Qiling on his back, he has unknowingly added another new label to Yan Huai: hardworking and considerate...).