Chapter 19

Wen Rong came in a hurry, and paint was still stained on her sleeve when she entered the door.

Fu Tong sat opposite him and said in a very low voice that had happened during this period.

Six desires, Cangcao, Qianyuan Sword, and Ghost Wood Box.

The stalemate with Fu Qianyuan last night, the things in the ghost wooden box, and the obsession and desires mentioned by Fu Qianyuan.

Wen Rong listened and gradually became silent.

After a long time, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Tong's eyes with a warm look: "Are you... willing to tell me what happened that day?"

After saying that, he paused: "...Meng Qi."

Fu Tong was stunned and sat there for almost ten minutes. When he made a sound, his voice was a difficult time that he didn't expect.

"That day, nothing happened, it was just that I got angry with him and ran out of my house because of a terrible affair. There were times like this before. He would always look for me, but that time... he didn't come,

I waited until dusk in the place where I used to hide. Before he could wait, I went home first, but..."

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and his voice was awkward: "He is gone."

"At that time, I was very panicked and a little aggrieved. I knew that I had many problems, bad personality, willfulness, and a little bitch, but this was what I did when I met him, and I didn't have it for the next 240 years.

If he doesn't like it, he can tell me why, why did he just leave like that?"

"Later, I started to wait for him, one day, two days, three days... So long has passed, but he still hasn't come back, I... I gradually began to blame myself, always thinking, if I hadn't been willful and hadn't made trouble at the beginning, I didn't make any trouble.

With a temper, will he not leave? I have had such good years, but now I am like this. Am I responsible for it? Did I... ruin those with my own hands?"

Fu Tong's eyes turned red quietly.

"I think I was wrong. I waited for 1,500 years with blame for myself. Now Fu Qianyuan is back. He is looking for Meng Qi. What he wants is Meng Qi who is familiar with in his heart, but...

Can I still be Meng Qi?"

"I'm not."

"Meng Qi likes to laugh, likes snow, likes spicy and sweet. He is very well taken care of by Fu Qianyuan. He only uses his claws when fighting with other monsters and never kills me, but what about me? Three months from Fu Qianyuan, after three months

After leaving, I only knew how to kill one blow, how to use a knife to make those monsters die the most painful death, how to make myself injured and not hurt so much, so many I used to be

I can do all the things I have never touched and don’t want to touch. How could I still be Meng Qi like this?"

Fu Tong's fingers tightened, his eyes slightly red.

“…I can’t go back.

After the last sentence was released, Wen Rong felt sad: "...it's all over."

"make life difficult for."

Fu Tong's voice was hoarse.

"I have been down from Longxun Mountain for nine years. During these nine years, I like to stay with Wen Lang the most, but I am also afraid of staying with him the most. Do you know, I can't control myself and look for me on him before

The shadow of the heart is soft-hearted, loves to laugh, moves forward, and is fearless no matter what you encounter. Look, I have obviously had such a good time, but, but..."

He lowered his head, buried his face in his palm with red eyes, as if he was crying.

"But why... am I like this now?"

Wen Rong looked at him, his eyes filled with pain, but he said nothing.

He knew in his heart that Fu Tong actually didn't need any comfort, he just needed others to listen to him. Those things were buried in the deepest and softest place in his heart for too long, and they had long become obsessions and hidden pains. They were once unable to speak, but now they say it.

, that's fine.

He poured a cup of warm water and placed it next to Fu Tong, waiting silently for him to calm down.

There was silence all around, and time seemed to be much slower.

After a while, Fu Tong slowly moved his hand away, but he didn't look up. He sat there and spoke in a hoarse voice: "What time is it?"

"Just two o'clock."

Wen Rong said, and as he said, he lit a finger on the glass cup next to Fu Tong. The water that had already cooled instantly returned to the temperature and emitted a slight heat.

He handed the cup to Fu Tong: "Drink some water first."

Fu Tong took it and said: "...thank you."

"No." Wen Rong's eyes were warm, "In this world, I am worried about the first thing I am worried about, and the second thing I am worried about is you. Are you in a better mood?"

Fu Tong nodded: "It's much better."

After saying that, he paused and said, "I just feel a little embarrassed."

Wen Rong smiled: "There is nothing to be ashamed. Everyone has times of sadness, and the same is true for Langlang. When I came down from Mount Wuzhong to practice, Langlang couldn't bear to let go. Before leaving, he hugged me and cried for two hours, but there was still a sound.

That kind."

I have to say that Master Bai Ze is very experienced in comforting the little girl, and he said it to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fu Tong thought about the scene, and the dull feeling in his heart suddenly faded away, and he wanted to laugh a little: "Is this interesting kid?"

Wen Rong smiled with a smile: "Well, this has been like this since he was a child. He doesn't cry often, but he can't stop crying, but you can't laugh at this."

Everyone says to protect their weaknesses, and their attitude has not changed at all compared to usual.

Fu Tong then chuckled slowly, with the kind of sincere smile, warm and soft.

No matter what he has experienced, he is still Meng Qi.

Wen Rong thought so in his heart, but didn't say it. He just raised his hand and rubbed Fu Tong's hair gently, "You are still a child, don't always think about things yourself, come to me if you have any questions,

If it really doesn't work, I'll go out to play with Langlang for a few days. You are all young people, so it's great to talk together."

That's because everyone is too heavy in filters and doesn't know what kind of personality Wen Lang has.

You may only think that he is a silly sweet person in the world.

Fu Tong glanced at Wen Rong: "Are you sure?"

Wen Rong smiled: "I know you are not that fierce to the cubs."

Fu Tong: "..."

I don't have it, but Wen Lang has it.

The little boy is not old and has a bad breast.

But Mr. Yazi couldn't admit defeat, so he could only say a low voice.

Wen Rong touched his fingers next to his eyes: "Whether in the past or now, there are people who like you. There may be only one in the past, but now there are many. Don't be sad. There are so many people who like you, how can you be unhappy

Woolen cloth?"

Fu Tong felt his eyes sour and nodded silently.

Wen Rong smiled gently: "Stop crying, let Langlang know, I'm afraid he will laugh at you again."

"Then I will hurt each other with him, whoever is afraid of him." Fu Tong rubbed his eyes, "At least I didn't make any noise."

It was the first time Wen Rong saw Fu Tong like this soft look. Hearing Yan, he couldn't help but rub his hair again, with a smile in his voice: "I've learned bad things from Langlang, don't be sad."

Fu Tong held the cup and lowered his head, and said yes again.

Wen Rong sat back and knew that Fu Tong was still feeling a little emotional in his heart. He didn't say anything or leave, and stayed silent with him.

However, the silence was not long this time. Two minutes later, Fu Tong turned his head and looked out the window, and spoke softly: "The rain has stopped."

Wen Rong looked at him: "Is the sky clear?"

“…It’s sunny.”

"After the rain, it's time to go home." Wen Rong stood up, "Let's go, kid, put on the mask and I'll take you home."

His voice was gentle and his eyes were warm, as if he was looking at his own baby.

Fu Tong paused, and after a while, he slowly burst into laughter.

"good."

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The next day, Saturday.

There is no need to go to work in the Monster Bureau.

Perhaps because he vented all his emotions from Wen Rong, Fu Tong slept very peacefully that night, without dreams all night, and went straight to the alarm clock.

He got up and washed up. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, Lu Chuan's phone call also arrived: "Big Boss, have you packed it up?"

"It's almost done, you're here?"

"I just arrived downstairs, but I didn't go up anymore, for fear of seeing your ex-boyfriend's angina pectoris."

Fu Tong was silent for a moment: "That's my ex-boyfriend, why are you suffering from angina pectoris?"

Lu Chuan was also very worried: "Do you think I am willing? There is no way. As soon as I think of him, I only have a few words left in my mind."

"What?"
To be continued...