After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 433

Who am I?

The people sitting at the table watched Ni Yangzhou eat with relish, just like before, eating with big mouthfuls of rice and drinking soy milk with big gulps, with smiles in their eyes.

He seems to have not changed.

Then who am I?

Is it Meng Ting? Is it Yin Jiazhu? Is it Yan Congzhi? Is it Min Liu? Is it Yan Congzhi?

It doesn't seem to be important.

Time passed quickly on the Bi Se Peak. He had been taught by the ancestor for a hundred years. Time passed in a flash. His senior brother had advanced several levels, the sect had held several competitions, and there were more disciples at the foot of the mountain.

The lush bamboo leaves in the yard were always green and shiny, the white clouds were dark, the setting sun was like fish, and the moonlight outlined countless thin shadows on the gravel. He only needed to concentrate on practicing.

Until the ancestor was about to leave, he left him the task of accepting disciples.

Hand-to-hand combat was boring, but fortunately the opportunity the apprentice had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived. That night, he saw the figure fighting with the wolf in front of the bright fire in the vast night, and the dusty memories finally took on color.

The locked door in the desolate courtyard, the neatly arranged chairs in the classroom, the seats that are always empty, and the thin paper figure in the chest pocket.

After passing through one illusion after another, he is no longer the Yan Congzhi he used to be.

The man lowered his head, looking at the plain tableware in front of him, always wanting to ask himself.

Who am I?

Who do you like more?

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Ni Yangzhou had a very happy day.

He first went to see Kang Kang, who had recovered well and was forced to stay in the hospital for a few days to rest. Then Ni Yangzhou began his happy time.

First, he searched for nearby water parks on his mobile phone. Ni Yangzhou didn't say where they were going, but directly took Yan Congzhi, who had always been pretending to be cool, there. He happily chose a duck boat ride and squeezed in surrounded by a group of parents and students.

Yan Cong was a tall and strong man, and squeezed into the duck boat was like stuffing into an inappropriate car cockpit, with his legs unable to stretch straight. Ni Yangzhou felt uncomfortable, but he generously upgraded his cabin and chartered a large swan boat with a cabin.

The artificial lake in the water park is not very big, and I don’t know how similar it is to the one in my memory. Ni Yangzhou regretted not finding a small boat that can be pedaled by human power. There was an employee driving the swan boat. Ni Yangzhou quietly pulled Yan Congzhi's hand, but embarrassedly withdrew his hand.

No one knew what Yan Congzhi was thinking, and he remained silent the entire time, just like the academic master who used to do his homework with a fountain pen. Against the noisy background, he had an untimely acceptance and calmness.

But even if he doesn't say it, he still wants to hold hands, unlike some people who want to let go as soon as they touch. Once he holds your hand, he won't want to let go.

Later, the two of them got off the boat hand in hand. Ni Yangzhou was going to the haunted house again. Yan Congzhi said nothing, just like before, just indulged him.

Unfortunately, there were too many people queuing, most of them were children. Ni Yangzhou had originally bought a ticket and was waiting at the end of the line. Unexpectedly, an Omega in front of him was holding a child of four or five years old. The child's head was drooping on his father's shoulder. When he looked up and met Yan Congzhi's frowning and cold face, he burst into tears and gasped for breath.

Ni Yangzhou tried to coax the child with candy, but was rejected by the cautious Omega father. The height and momentum of the person behind him made him immediately leave the team that made him feel uncomfortable, even though he did not feel any pheromone suppression.

Ni Yangzhou apologized awkwardly and had to pull Yan Congzhi away.

The young man searched on his phone, trying to find a school that was somewhat similar to his memory. However, the ABO school in this world was very different, and the campus style was too modern, a far cry from the faded high school he once was.

The two of them sat in the car, Yan Congzhi was still in the passenger seat, Ni Yangzhou was deep in thought, his phone was buzzing and almost emitting sparks, the man couldn't bear it anymore, the screen was covered by a big hand with distinct joints.

"no need."

Yan Congzhi spoke softly.

Ni Yangzhou looked up and said unhappily, "No one is suitable."

Yan Congzhi nodded.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the other person's face and said, "Why don't we go to the vegetable market?"

Yan Congzhi smiled slightly: "Do you like it?"

"what?"

Ni Yangzhou asked subconsciously, feeling that Yan Congzhi's expression looked a little strange, and he didn't look like Meng Ting.

Yan Congzhi's brows were relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned up. At first glance, he seemed to be smiling, but his black eyes did not show much smile. There were some negligible fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and the tiny wrinkles made Ni Yangzhou realize that the other party's expression seemed very restrained.

The kind of restraint that makes one try hard to suppress something and not easily reveal their true emotions.

Perhaps Yan Congzhi realized that he had lost his composure, so he withdrew his arm that was covering the young man's phone. The air in the car was fragrant, which was the sweet aroma coming from the popcorn stand in the amusement park.

Yan Congzhi slowly stretched out a hand, placed it on the young man's forearm, and gently massaged it, as if to relax the other person's muscles that were a little tense from driving.

"I mean……"

Yan Congzhi's voice was low, and Ni Yangzhou suddenly couldn't remember the tone of Meng Ting's voice.

"do you like me?"

Ni Yangzhou's forearm was numb from being pressed. He was a little confused, but he couldn't help but want to observe the other person himself, so he could only respond:

"……like."

Yan Congzhi still had the same expression.

"Why are you hesitating... Do you love me?"

Ni Yangzhou subconsciously retorted: "I didn't... hesitate."

"I……"

You can't say love, this is a mission. If you say it and then teleport away, you're done.

Ni Yangzhou remained silent, his mouth closed like a clam, and he only looked back with his eyes.

Yan Congzhi's eyes were heavy, his eyebrows were heavily covering his eyelids, and he looked so serious that he even seemed a little indifferent.

But Ni Yangzhou remained silent.

The originally gentle hand finally tightened uncontrollably as time passed, leaving deep marks on the flesh of the forearm. Ni Yangzhou took a deep breath.

Yan Congzhi immediately let go of the other person's wrist.

"sorry."

Yan Congzhi apologized first, his nostrils flaring and his tone deep:

"I hurt you."

Since it was a mission-related matter, he had to act with caution. Ni Yangzhou let out the turbid air in his chest and tried to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

"It's okay. It didn't hurt in bed."

A thoughtless flirtatious remark slipped out of his mouth.

After saying this, Ni Yangzhou felt something was wrong. He looked up again and indeed, he met the other person's black eyes.

“It didn’t hurt in bed.”

Yan Congzhi repeated it, his mouth stiff, his whole face looking like he was wearing a mask, except for his eyes, which seemed to be emitting a murderous light.

"We've already slept together."

Ni Yangzhou inexplicably felt a sense of fear on his back. The Yan Congzhi in front of him looked neither like Meng Ting nor like the Yan Congzhi he had always been.

Ni Yangzhou wanted to pull his hand out quickly, but when he struggled, he found that he had been completely controlled by the other party and could not move at all.

The man's hands were like pliers, slowly and forcefully pulling the person sitting in the driver's seat into his arms.

Ni Yangzhou felt uncomfortable being held, but he didn't dare to struggle too much. Outside the car, there were the laughter of children accompanied by their parents, but inside the car, Ni Yangzhou only felt the other party's abnormal emotional fluctuations like a volcano about to erupt. If he did anything to anger the other party again, he was afraid that he would be burned to ashes.

Ni Yangzhou closed his eyes and once again began to hate this invisible and intangible mental problem.

The young man spoke carefully, his hands awkwardly wrapped around the other's back, and they leaned against each other intimately.

"Yes, it's us."

"It's you and me."

Please don't be jealous of yourself, okay? Who isn't you?

Yan Congzhi could not hear the other person's inner complaints, but simply held the young man tighter with his arms, as if he wanted to embed him into his body.

"No, it's different."

The man's words fell into Ni Yangzhou's ears.

"It's not fair to me."