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132. The Self-cultivation of Nangong Opera(1/2)

It was originally clear, and at some point, there were cloudy clouds and scattered snowflakes.

The cold wind was biting, and the cemetery was filled with bleakness.

Nangong Heng and Song Qingyu stood opposite each other, and behind Song Qingyu was Yun Yao's tombstone.

Seeing Song Qingyu's eyes smiling and looking at him "feelingly", Nangong Heng silently took two steps back, with a weird look: "You won't really be ill-intentioned to me, right? Let me tell you, I only like Xiaoyezi, no matter how good you look, it's useless!"

Song Qingyu took two steps forward, and the wind blew his clothes, his lips raised slightly, his face was beautiful and his voice was clear and gentle: "What little leaves and flowers, Ah Heng, have you forgotten what you said to me?"

Nangong Heng looked inexplicably: "What did I say to you before? Also, what did you call me just now?"

Song Qingyu's name is Nangong Heng, and it is Nangong. Why did he suddenly change his words? Aheng, it turns out that there are not many people calling him like this...

"You said, if we reach the age of thirty, we can't marry a wife, and we will wander together." Song Qingyu looked at Nangong Heng and said slowly.

Nangong Heng's pupils shrank slightly! He said this, when he was joking with Yun Yao! Yun Yao might have told Song Qingyu, but Song Qingyu's tone...we?!

Song Qingyu's eyes were not the same as before, with the meaning of Nangong Heng being familiar with.

A faint light flashed in Nangong Heng's eyes, his eyes turned, and he looked behind Song Qingyu, his expression slightly changed: "Be careful, there is a snake!"

The next moment, Song Qingyu, who was originally standing in the wind and snow, had a temperament like a banished immortal, turned pale, ran away, and hid behind Nangong Heng!

Nangong Heng lowered his head, looked at the hand that was holding his arm tightly, and smiled coldly: "Yun Yaoyao, you are quite good at pretending!"

Song Qingyu looked forward carefully. The snow was covered with white and there was no snake? It was winter at this time, and the snake was hibernating and would not come out. But he was extremely afraid of snakes since he was a child. When he heard that word, his body would have subconscious reactions.

Once, Nangong Heng used a snake to scare Yun Yao in winter, but it was not once or twice, and it was very successful!

Song Qingyu coughed lightly, let go of Nangong Heng, and corrected his expression.

Seeing Nangong Heng turn around and look at him with a bad look, Song Qingyu sighed slightly: "Aheng, I thought there would be a lot of explanations before you can believe me. Yes, I am Yun Yao, and I reborn with Qingyu's body. This matter is too incredible. At first, I couldn't believe it myself, nor did I dare to tell others. When I saw you, I didn't dare to say too much. I planned to let this secret be ruined in my heart for the rest of my life."

Nangong Heng snorted coldly: "Then why don't you continue to pretend?"

Song Qingyu shook his head: "Because I encountered something more bizarre than rebirth of my soul, I decided that I should tell you. But it is important, and I dare not write a letter, so I can only wait for you to come and find me again. You have been in Chujing before."

"What's more bizarre?" Nangong Heng's eyes were deep.

"Someone came to me and claimed to be Qingyu's resurrection. Of course I don't believe it. After exposing it, he called himself Su Tang, the owner of Anle Tower. I can be sure that Qingyu and I were killed at the same time, which was related to Anle Tower. Even my resurrection was not God's will, but human. The man should be Su Tang, and he appeared to test whether I was Yun Yao or Song Qingyu!" Song Qingyu looked serious.

Nangong Heng remained silent.

Song Qingyu sighed and continued, "I can't imagine how they did it yet. But that person is Su Tang, he knows you and I, knows our relationship, and knows when I died. I suspect that he also knows that you pretend to be me and go to fight for Nanchu. If this matter is exposed, it will definitely be bad for you! This is why I decided to tell you everything! Aheng, our enemy is very evil, please be careful!"

Song Qingyu finished speaking and thought Nangong Heng would have something to ask him.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Heng said nothing, with a cold face, bypassed Song Qingyu and strode away!

Song Qingyu frowned and subconsciously chased after him.

"Aheng, don't you think I'm making up stories, do you? I know it's very bizarre, but I didn't lie to you!" Song Qingyu said, reaching out to pull Nangong Heng.

The next moment, Nangong Heng shook Song Qingyu away, waved his palm and beat him out!

Song Qingyu took several steps back to stand still, covering his bloody chest, frowned at Nangong Heng: "Aheng, what are you doing? Don't you believe that I am Yun Yao?"

Nangong Heng said coldly: "I believe you are Yun Yao, and I know who the person who came to you was. It was not Su Tang, but Chu Mingze, the guardian of Anle Tower!"

Song Qingyu looked at Nangong Heng in disbelief: "What did you say? Chu Mingze? How do you know? What's going on?"

"Because Su Tang is in my hands! I killed only one Chu Mingze left in Anle Tower!" Nangong Heng looked at Song Qingyu and said unhappily, "I also know that you were a reincarnation ghost! Yun Yaoyao, you didn't tell me who you are at the first time, and pretended to me?! We broke up from now on!"

Song Qingyu widened his eyes. Su Tang, Chu Mingze, and Reincarnation Gu. He thought something bizarre and thought that many things needed to be explained. It turned out that Nangong Heng knew it!

"Ah Heng!" Song Qingyu flew over and grabbed Nangong Heng, "It's my fault! I definitely don't believe you! At that time, I was very panicked and confused, and I don't know where to start!"

Nangong Heng shook Song Qingyu away, with a cold expression: "I hate others lying to me the most! You know what I treat you in your heart! Since you are still alive and don't recognize me when you meet, I really misread you!"

Song Qingyu looked ugly: "Aheng, I'm sorry. What should I do to relieve my anger?"

Nangong Heng looked at Song Qingyu coldly: "From today, I am the eldest brother, you are the younger brother! Do you know what I say in the future?"

The two were in the same year, and Yun Yao was three months older than Nangong Heng. The battle between the elder brother started when they first met at the age of eight, and neither of them was convinced.

Song Qingyu chuckled: "Aheng, are you pretending?"

Nangong Heng turned around and left. Song Qingyu looked at his back with a helpless look: "Okay, it's my fault. You are the eldest brother!"

"What did you say? I can't hear it." Nangong Heng said, continuing to move forward.

"You are the boss!" Song Qingyu said.

"It's too strong, who's talking?" Nangong Heng took several more steps.

Song Qingyu shook his head and chased after him: "Brother, can you stop being angry?"

Nangong Heng stopped and turned around, with his lips curled slightly: "Yun Yaoyao, I said earlier that you are my younger brother, and you still rely on your seniority and refuse to admit it!"

Song Qingyu was speechless. He was three months older than Nangong Heng. Now he was forced to be a younger brother, but he was still said to be old? Is there any reason for nature?!

"I knew you were pretending." Song Qingyu said quietly.

Nangong Heng smiled brightly, opened his arms and hugged Song Qingyu: "Yaoyao, I'm very happy that you are still here."

Song Qingyu's lips curled slightly: "Aheng, thank you for everything you did for me."

"Call me brother!" Nangong Heng let go of Song Qingyu and stretched out his hand to rub his hair, "You dare to repent and break up immediately!"

"Yes, brother! You are the biggest, okay?" Song Qingyu shook his head and laughed.

Nangong Heng knew about the reincarnation Gu, but he did not know the most critical information, that is, he must be born on the same day of the same year, month and day.

The tragic death of Yun Yao was deeply engraved in Nangong Heng's mind. He had never thought that Yun Yao was still alive.

But when Yun Yao called him "Aheng" and was afraid that snakes would hide behind him, everything was clear.

It is impossible to be really angry. If you meet again, there is only joy.

The wind and snow are rushing.

The two stood under a lush ancient pine tree, and Nangong Heng reached out to wrap his hand around Song Qingyu's shoulders, as they used to be.

"What else do you have to tell me? Tell me honestly!" Nangong Heng's tone was "bad".

Song Qingyu had smiles on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. Since his rebirth, he has been unable to relax in front of Xue and Song Feng Wenmin. Until now, he told Nangong Heng unreservedly that he finally felt that the string tense in his heart was loose.

After thinking about Nangong Heng’s question for a while, Song Qingyu shook his head and said, “I am Yun Yao, this is the biggest secret. You can think of other things if I don’t say them.”

"No, you must have something to do. I didn't tell me, think about it again!" Nangong Heng looked very serious.

Song Qingyu looked at the wind and snow all over the sky and said uncertainly: "Do you want me to tell me about the junior sister Ye Ling?"

Nangong Heng looked at Song Qingyu coldly. Song Qingyu remembered the scene of seeing Nangong Heng and Ye Ling kissing in the plum forest of Prince Jing's Mansion, and sighed deeply.

"What do you mean? I regretted that I took the lead?" Nangong Heng's eyes looked dangerous.

Song Qingyu shook his head: "I feel very sorry. I guess I can't marry a wife before I was thirty. Then your beloved wife will not go with me to wander. I am so pitiful."

"So what?" Nangong Heng asked.

"So..." Song Qingyu looked up and looked at Nangong Heng and said, "If you want to marry my junior sister, you should call me senior brother from her! Why do you want me to call you elder brother?"

"Senior Brother?" Nangong Heng sneered and rolled up his sleeves, "Come on, let's fight. If you can win, don't mention Senior Brother, let me call you Master!"

Song Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly: "Forget it, I chose to call my junior sister-in-law, it's safer."

Nangong Heng's smile deepened: "Yun Yaoyao, I thought you really like Xiao Yezi, and gave up so quickly?"

"Or I'll grab it with you?" Song Qingyu asked back.

"You can try." Nangong Heng nodded.

"Not to it." Song Qingyu sighed slightly, with a relieved expression, "I admit that I like Ye Ling a little, but there is only one thing. I admire her very much, and I am moved and have a good impression. Both of my mothers hope that I can succeed with her. She has done a lot of things that I should have done, caring for my mother and Yun Xiu, and asking Feng Buyi to heal me. I am very grateful and feel guilty. Because I don't know your relationship with her, I originally planned to pursue her."

"What about now?" Nangong Heng asked with a smile.

Song Qingyu snorted softly: "Before I started pursuing, I saw that you two are in love. What else can you do? I am not as good-looking as you! My martial arts are not as tall as you! I am still older than you! I say that, is the elder brother satisfied?"

Nangong Heng nodded: "Yun Yaoyao, you are very self-aware. But don't be discouraged. You are not too ugly, not too weak, and not too old."

Song Qingyu said that after so many years, Nangong Heng has really not changed at all.

However, it seems like a joke, Song Qingyu is sincere. His liking for Ye Ling is not fake, but there are many elders' push and the psychology of wanting to make up for it.

Even if Ye Ling likes not Nangong Heng, but another man. Even if Ye Ling doesn't like other men, she is just unwilling to accept Song Qingyu's pursuit, Song Qingyu will never force it.

He just came to the cemetery because he was too shocked and had a nightmare.

Under his mood at that time, the dream arose because of Ye Ling, and the pressure gathered. Everything he told himself countless times that he could never do was staged in his dream.

When I woke up from my dream, I only had fear in my heart. I didn’t even have the original thoughts for Ye Ling.

"Aheng, when did you and Ye Ling get together?" Song Qingyu was very curious now. Thinking about Nangong Heng pretending to be Yun Yao, worshiping Ye Ling, and then pretending to die, making Ye Ling a widow, and then pursuing Ye Ling? He didn't dare to write this in the script!

Nangong Heng looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and was bright and sad: "When talking about my pursuit of Xiaoyezi, it was really twists and turns."

"Go to the bar and let's have a good chat. I think the process of you two must be very interesting." Song Qingyu smiled.

"I'm leaving today." Nangong Heng said angrily, "Because you bastard, you have been delaying for a long time, I can't spend much time with Xiao Yezi. I want me to tell you a story? You think beautifully!"

"You want to go back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty?" Song Qingyu was stunned for a moment.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Nangong Heng sighed.
To be continued...
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