Blossoms and Boiled Rain [Time Traveling]

Chapter 81 Chapter 2 Birth 04

A person who looked very similar to Hua Ningmei was sitting on a high chair, staring at Luo Qingchen.

Although he is very similar, but he does not have the enchanting charm of Hua Ningmei.Moreover, on his face, there was a long scar that almost ran through his entire face from the upper left to the lower right, and even cut his lips into four pieces.

"Who are you?" Luo Qingchen always felt that he had seen him somewhere before.

"Me?" The man glanced at his eyes and sneered. "I'm but a shadow!"

"Shadow?" Luo Qingchen rolled his eyes, "You don't really look like a shadow!"

The man sneered, "Yeah, I don't look like that. But I was born and destined to be a shadow."

"Why?" Luo Qingchen felt that this person's voice seemed to have been heard somewhere.

"Where his Hua Ningmei is, I can only be a shadow." The man said coldly with a smile, but it seemed to be carrying countless sharp knives, shining with a cold light.

Luo Qingchen tried hard to think back, thinking about everyone he had met before.

It was a room where he was forced by a man in black with a half-mask.If it wasn't for Leng Xiaohan's forced intrusion, he would have almost lost his virginity.

Luo Qingchen suddenly remembered the illusion that frightened him.

"It's you!" Luo Qingchen almost exclaimed.

"That's right, it's me!" the man laughed again.

"Who are you? Why do you treat me like this?" Luo Qingchen's body couldn't help trembling at this moment.

"Who am I?" the man asked back. "You can't figure out who I am when you see my face?"

He has a face very similar to Hua Ningmei.If it wasn't for that hideous scar that ruined his appearance, he must be an extremely beautiful man.

If two people look very similar, apart from a coincidence, there is only...

"Who are you under Master?" Luo Qingchen asked, "His younger brother?"

"Hahahaha," the man laughed loudly, "That's right, I am his younger brother, and I am the Hua Emei who was abandoned by her family since she was born!"

Hua Emei's laughter contained a hint of sarcasm, but it seemed to be self-deprecating: "Because he only came out a quarter of an hour earlier than me, I will be rejected by the family, not only to destroy my appearance, but also to be his substitute. Why? ! Why!"

Hua Emei rolled up her sleeves, revealing the terrible scars on her hands.

"Every time he gets hurt, they will transfer it to me..." Hua Emei smiled wryly, but her voice was as calm as the silence before a storm.

"I said to my mother, "Mother, I really hurt... But my mother said, that is the pain I deserve in my life... Why? Why should I bear his pain, but he! Want to suffer?" Show off his brilliance in front of people! Why...why..." Hua Emei's voice sank, little by little, as if slowly falling into an endless abyss.

Luo Qingchen just looked at Hua Emei, not knowing what to say.

It is undeniable that Hua Emei is a poor person, Luo Qingchen has no way to describe his feelings.

For Hua Ningmei, Hua Emei seems to have suffered half of her life's grievances, just to achieve Hua Ningmei's half-life glory.No one measures him, no one understands him, and no one knows him...

Hua Emei covered her face, panting heavily.

Luo Qingchen didn't know if he was crying.

He should indeed cry.

However, Luo Qingchen didn't know whether he should step forward to comfort him.

Hua Emei didn't let go, but said solemnly: "But, why are you so kind to me! I could have hated you... I could have hated you... Let me hate you so much that I wanted to kill you... But I..."

Seeing his hesitant to speak, Luo Qingchen couldn't understand his contradictory but entangled appearance.

But what?

hate it?He should really hate Hua Ningmei.

As Hua Ningmei's younger brother, he is quite different from him.One lives in the glow of the sun, while the other hides in the dark night hell.

love?Luo Qingchen is not Hua Emei, he has no way to understand Hua Emei's feelings for Hua Ningmei.

Luo Qingchen didn't understand what he meant.

In a daze, Luo Qingchen seemed to see a beautiful little boy wearing gorgeous clothes playing, running, and even cultivating hard under the sun.His face is full of bright smile and innocent insistence.

But in a corner not far away, another child is wearing plain fabrics, hiding in the shadows.secretly looked at him.

They have the same face, but different destinies.

In the darkness, the boy was forcibly taken away by several adults, who destroyed his original handsome appearance with sharp knives, and let him howl in pain.

"You are nothing but his shadow, you will never walk out into the sunlight." A voice spoke to him sternly.

Look at his hideous scar.Luo Qingchen guessed that this child was Hua Emei.And that happy child under the sun is his master, Hua Ningmei.

Also being the son of the owner of the Fanhua Palace, Hua Ningmei lives like a young master from a rich family, surrounded by stars and hugging the moon.But Hua Emei lived under the blade and whip.

Whenever Hua Ningmei did something wrong, Hua Emei would be severely punished.

Hua Emei is just Hua Ningmei's shadow, his shield.Hua Ningmei didn't know that behind him, she had a younger brother who existed like a shadow.

Time and time again, when Hua Ningmei was in danger, Hua Emei rushed to the front, and he was scarred.Even if it hurts, I can only grit my teeth and survive.

Not only that, but once Hua Ningmei was injured, they would use spells to transfer Hua Ningmei's injury to Hua Emei's body.

Hua Emei cried and groaned in pain.

No one cares about his pain, and no one can understand it.

Luo Qingchen knew that Hua Emei should hate Hua Ningmei, and he was carrying a pain that Hua Ningmei had never experienced |.

Every time she looked at her own reflection in the water by the stream, Hua Emei covered her face and wept uncontrollably.

However, fate made these two people who should not meet meet.

Hua Ningmei was sitting by the stream, playing the piano quietly, looking at the tree shadows in the distance, there seemed to be something hidden there.He could see something that seemed to reflect the sun's rays, shining among the faint trees.

Hua Ning smiled intently, and instantly turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared.

Hua Emei jumped down from the tree, looking for Hua Ningmei who disappeared.

"There is indeed a person here!" Hua Ningmei suddenly appeared behind Hua Emei.

He looked at Hua Emei, at his almost identical but destroyed face, and seemed to understand everything.

"You... really are my younger brother..." Hua Ning's voice trembled.

Hua Emei didn't know how to answer.

"No! I'm not!" Hua Emei wanted to run away in panic.

Hua Ningmei hugged Hua Emei from behind, "Don't go, I know, you must have suffered a lot..." Hua Ningmei said in a deep voice.

Hua Emei squinted her eyes, and said coldly: "It's good that you know!"

"Although I grew up surrounded by stars, they didn't regard me as a friend. I really wish, I really wish I had a brother." Hua Ningmei hugged Hua Emei tightly, "I imagine We grew up together, practiced together, and played together. However, someone told me that if I had a younger brother, he would bear the pain for me and block the danger for me... Even, he cannot have the same appearance as me ...As the young master of the Flower Palace, it is inevitable that I will be injured while practicing the Hundred Flowers Art. But I can recover overnight. Even if I make a mistake, no one will punish me. I just knew that I have a younger brother .I'm so scared, so scared..."

"I was the one who got hurt, and I was the one who suffered. Why are you afraid?" Hua Emei snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"I'm so afraid that you'll get hurt because of me..." Hua Ning's eyebrows could not stop crying, "I'm so stupid, I haven't noticed your existence for so many years..."

"Don't look like a good old man, it's annoying to watch!" Hua Emei shook Hua Ningmei's hand, "I became like this today because of your existence! You were only born a quarter of an hour earlier than me. But we have to bear such unfair treatment! What kind of head of the immortal sect! What kind of bullshit immortal sect blood! I don’t care about anything!”

As he spoke, he jumped and disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

Luo Qingchen suddenly understood.

"You mean my master?" Luo Qingchen tentatively stepped forward and asked, "My master, Hua Ningmei?"

"Don't mention his name!" Hua Emei slapped the armrest of the chair to pieces.

Luo Qingchen shrugged, "Okay, I won't mention it. I can understand why you hate him, if I were, I would hate him too." He curled his lips, "But you know why my master has changed his temperament so much? of?"

"Hehe...hahahahahahahaha~~" Hua Emei sneered, and then laughed wildly.With that laughter, Luo Qingchen couldn't tell whether he was crying or really laughing.

"Ask me why?" Hua Emei's voice became sour. "Ask me why? Don't you know why? Everyone else is dead, so what's the point?"

Luo Qingchen was silent.

Yes, he killed people.And the indifference of several great immortal sects was also the chief culprit that made Hua Ningmei obsessed.

But there is a wrong and a debtor, those indifferent heads have long passed away, but now the heads of several immortal sects are innocent, Luo Qingchen doesn't want to pursue their responsibilities anymore.

"Don't pursue it?" Hua Emei sneered, "How could they not know? How could they not know!"

Hua Emei repeated that sentence over and over again.

Luo Qingchen couldn't help but sigh.

Hua Emei's feelings for Hua Ningmei are not just hatred.He could see, feel, and feel Hua Ningmei's sincerity in treating him.

Hua Ningmei was like a flame in his cold winter, a straw held by a drowning man.Although Hua Ningmei couldn't completely save him, it brought him a little warmth and a ray of hope.

The love-hate entanglement between them made Hua Emei crazy and Hua Ningmei crazy.

Suddenly, Hua Emei rushed to Luo Qingchen, grabbed Luo Qingchen's neck, and shouted manically: "It's you! It's you who killed him! It's you!"

Luo Qingchen had no way to answer.

That's right, Hua Ningmei's death was caused by him, he couldn't dodge it, and he shouldn't dodge it.He could see how important Hua Ningmei was to Hua Emei.Just like in many goofy romantic dramas, there is as much love as there is hate.

Luo Qingchen sympathized with Hua Emei, but also hated herself.

"Why...why does he treat you so well...why don't you cherish..." Hua Emei questioned Luo Qingchen.

Tears dripped down Luo Qingchen's face.

"I want all the people in the world to be buried with him, and I want all the people in the world to experience his pain!" Hua Emei suddenly stood up again, running, jumping, crying, and laughing like crazy , screaming.After a while, he squatted there quietly, motionless, but when Luo Qingchen approached him, he disappeared like smoke.

Luo Qingchen was a little inexplicable, covering the place where Hua Emei pinched him just now.

"Qingchen..." A cry suddenly sounded from Luo Qingchen's mind, "Qingchen, wake up..." It was Leng Xiaohan's voice.

Only then did Luo Qingchen realize that he was still trapped in an illusion.

"Brother, brother..." Luo Qingchen fell into darkness again.

A little light came on not far away, and Luo Qingchen rushed towards it as if he had grasped the straw for life-saving.

"Don't run away, there's nothing there..." The voice called Menglan rang in Luo Qingchen's ears.

Luo Qingchen stopped.

"Don't you want to save that child?" Luo Qingchen asked, "Who is he? Why do you want to save him? I can help you too!"

Menglan snorted faintly, "You can't even save yourself..." There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in that voice, but also a hint of ridicule.

"Are you that ghost-faced man?" Luo Qingchen had such a feeling in his mind for some reason.

"That's right..." Menglan said.

But Menglan's statement made Luo Qingchen hesitate, "Is there another person in the ghost mask?"

"No..." Menglan said, "Everyone is me..."

Luo Qingchen was a little confused.

Menglan seemed to have something in her words.It seemed that there was another sentence behind his sentence.

Each one is him, and each one is not him...

Everyone around him, everyone...

Luo Qingchen suddenly understood.

"Xiaoyu, why are you..." Luo Qingchen didn't know why, but felt a little sad.

"Xiaoyu?" Menglan sneered, "You are the only one willing to call him that..."