"Where are you going?"

Xia Xiaoyun blurted out a question.

Guo Yiqin didn't speak. He picked up his cup and drank coffee slowly.

He knew that Xia Xiaoyun asked this question only out of instinct, and he would soon understand where she should go.

Compared with the coffee he just drank, Guo Yiqin felt that the taste was more bitter. His taste buds were numb. Suddenly he had nausea to vomit, but his brain was very clear. His thoughts were more like lightning through dark clouds, and he suddenly returned to his childhood.

"Tell you a story."

Guo Yiqin looked at Xia Xiaoyun and whispered, "my own story."

"All ears."

Xia Xiaoyun smiled and leaned back on the armrest of the sofa.

Guo Yiqin's eyes were deep, and his voice was like talking in a dream: "at that time, I was still a primary school student. I was lively and loved learning. There were a lot of good friends around me, including Yan casual."

In fact, primary school students in that era have learned to compare. Although Guo Yiqin and Yan look much more mature than ordinary children, they don't boast about how powerful their father is in school like those high-ranking children, but they care about these in their heart.

Yan is the most valuable family in the whole class and even the whole primary school. Let alone the head teacher's favor for him. Even the headmaster will look friendly every time he sees him and ask him if he has encountered any difficulties in his study.

Every time at this time, Guo Yiqin would stand in the distance and look at it with envious eyes, but he was not jealous, because he and Yan were not only good friends, but also knew that there was no comparability between his family and Yan's family, even though the Guo family was a quasi second-class rich family in Beijing.

At that time, Guo Yiqin naively thought that he would become good friends with Yan at will for a lifetime, but then something completely changed his idea, making him clearly realize at a young age that no matter how hard he studied and how good his personal relationship with Yan at will was, there was an insurmountable gap between the two sides.

Guo Yiqin, who played football on the playground that afternoon, and Yan were the backbone of their respective teams at will. Other children listened to their instructions.

The charm of competitive sports lies in its fierce antagonism, which even children can feel.

Yan arbitrary got a corner over there. Guo Yiqin, as a striker, withdrew and pressed him closely, because everyone knew that his header was excellent, and only Guo Yiqin could prevent it.

The corner ball came. When Yan jumped up at will for the ball, Guo Yiqin jumped up at the same time, grabbed the ball first and hit Yan's head at will.

It's normal for the heads of two players to meet when competing for the header, whether in a formal or fun game.

But what was not normal was that Guo Yiqin, who was a little taller, smashed Yan down with his head at will and quickly bent down to help him -- as soon as his hand stretched out, a fashionable young woman rushed over, raised her hand, picked up his hair and slapped him in the face.

The fashionable young woman is Yan's casual third aunt. She is very beautiful and has temperament, but no one expected that she would rush in and slap Guo Yiqin after Yan was knocked down by "reasonable" at will.

Guo Yiqin was immediately stunned. He covered his cheeks with his hands and looked at the young woman blankly.

"Third aunt, how can you beat Xiao Qin? He didn't mean it. We are still good friends!"

Yan got up with her head in her arms at will. Regardless of the pain in her head, she questioned his third aunt loudly.

"What good friend? Isn't he the big boy of the Guo family? What qualifications do you have to be your good friend?"

The third aunt disdained and pushed Guo Yiqin away. Her face was full of concern. She pulled Yan casually and said that his forehead was bruised. She had to ask the headmaster if she wanted to go on.

"Sorry, Xiao Qin, my third aunt is such a person."

Just when the third aunt held out her hand and shook hands with the headmaster who came with a flattering smile, Yan freely whispered an apology to Guo Yiqin.

Guo Yiqin just smiled and said nothing.

After the third aunt left with Yan at will (she had something at home and dropped out early), if the headmaster didn't scold Guo Yiqin severely, he might forget it in three or five days.

In order to please the Yan family, the headmaster scolded him for his despicable face, which completely stabbed Guo Yiqin. At a young age, he suddenly realized that no matter how hard he studied, how helpful he was, and how good his relationship with Yan was at will, in the eyes of a real "big man", he was always a small man who could slap in the face, and no one sympathized.

I want to be a big man, too!

Never be bullied by anyone again!

After that, Guo Yiqin suddenly matured. He was no longer as talkative and funny as before, and he never touched football again.

Guo Yiqin's dream of becoming a big man was kicked off after dinner on the third weekend when he was slapped: Grandpa, who was silent at home, called him into the study and asked him about slapping.

Guo Yiqin told the truth.

The old man of the Guo family asked him, are you happy?

Guo Yiqin bit his lips and shook his head.

Mr. Guo asked him if he wanted to be a person who would not be bullied.

He said he wanted to, very much. No matter how much he paid, he didn't want to be bullied.

Old man Guo looked at him for a long time. He didn't speak. He couldn't bear to feel guilty in his eyes.

Today, Guo Yiqin can't forget his grandfather's eyes, let alone regret his choice: his sacrifice has not only made him a person who is not bullied, but also promoted the Guo family from a quasi second-class "small door and small household" to today's Quasi first-class.

After that day, he knew that the three girls of the Yan family were not qualified to be so domineering. It was because some people of the Yan family made great sacrifices for the country that the Yan family, which began to decline a few years ago, soared again.

Since some people in the Yan family can sacrifice themselves for the sake of the whole family and make the three girls of the Yan family become big people, what does Guo Yiqin dare not do or can't do, why not do it?

Compared with the sacrifice made by the Yan family, Guo Yiqin didn't seem to pay too much to become a big man -- he just followed a man surnamed Shui and practiced a kind of evil Kung Fu.

This Kung Fu can make the sunshine boy gradually become a gloomy person. When he grows up, he will no longer appreciate the beauty of women and understand the so-called love. In his eyes, women are a tool for family succession.

Guo Yiqin's thought has not only changed, but also some primitive physical skills have gradually degenerated. The probability that he can make a woman pregnant is only one in ten thousand.

"When my teacher taught me the ability of evil Qi, he solemnly told me that one day, I will meet a woman who can't be controlled by a normal man when he sees it, but as long as I have the idea of owning her, I will feel great pain all over my body."

After Guo Yiqin said these silences for a long time, he slowly put down the cup and looked up at Xia Xiaoyun. His eyes were clear like spring water, but he had no feelings.

"I'm the woman."

Xia Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Guo Yiqin: "your teacher is the leader."

"Yes."

Guo Yiqin nodded and said faintly, "almost no one knows that I am a teacher and a leader. He taught me all my skills. Whether it is tieliao or Qin picking flowers, they still don't understand why Longtou passed his seat to me before he died. "

With a disapproving smile, Guo Yiqin continued: "how do they know that I knew the leading seat was mine as early as 20 years ago. Only when I sit in this seat can I become a big man who will not be bullied by anyone. "

"You are a big man now."

"Well, no one dares to slap me in the face."

"Do you think it's worth it?"

"Worth it."

"No regrets?"

"I never felt any regret."

Guo Yiqin shook his head.

Xia Xiaoyun lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment before asking, "at that time, Longtou told you that one day you would accompany me to Lop Nur?"

"It's your destiny."

Guo Yiqin answered lightly.

Xia Xiaoyun ignored his words and just asked, "only you who have practiced some Kung Fu can go with me. Can't others? For example -- square and round. "

"He can't."

Guo Yiqin said proudly with a boost of spirit.

He suddenly found that he finally had something that no one could match, such as Yan casual, Fang Yuan and so on.

"Why?"

After Xia Xiaoyun asked this question, before he could answer, she said, "Oh, I know. Because no man except you can resist my charm and can't bear to send me to that place. "

"If you want to go to Jiuyou world, you can only keep your virgin body."

Guo Yiqin jumped slightly from the corners of his eyes and a strange smile appeared on his face: "if you become a woman, you can only die at the entrance of the Jiuyou world."

Xia Xiaoyun said, "why? Can it be said that the environment of that place is not suitable for non virgin survival? "

"Neither."

Guo Yiqin shook his head and said slowly, "Longtou said that according to the tradition of Jiuyou world for thousands of years, only women who maintain a perfect virgin body are qualified to become the new Jiuyou lady."

Xia Xiaoyun's muscles stiffened. She quacked and asked, "I, I will become the new Mrs. Jiuyou?"

Guo Yiqin smiled: "hehe, you are the only candidate."

"But --"

Xia Xiaoyun suddenly forgot what she wanted to say. She just felt confused and painful in her head. She quickly held her head with both hands and bent down.

Guo Yiqin's words clearly penetrated into her ears: "do you want to say that you are just one of the flowers on the other side of the river, which is the 'antidote' for some evil things in the Jiuyou world?"

Xia Xiaoyun couldn't speak, but nodded hard.

She really wanted to say so, because since the strange flower suddenly appeared on her and knew the existence of a pair of embroidered shoes, she knew what mission she and Fangyuan were shouldering on her shoulders

What's more, Yan Ying told her these things a few days ago, so what Guo Yiqin said now, how did she push down what she knew in the past?

Who's lying to her?

"Are you thinking, who is lying to you?"

Guo Yiqin asked as if he knew what was on her mind.

Xia Xiaoyun still has a headache and can't speak. She nods hard again.

"No one lied to you."

Guo Yiqin said faintly, "whether it's Chen Wanyue who has died or Yan Ying who has been kidnapped, they haven't lied to you."

"Then, then, why are you different from what they say?"

Xia Xiaoyun bit her lips hard and slowly raised her head. Her small face was red and charming. In Guo Yiqin's view, it was even more terrible.

"It's simple."

Guo Yiqin looked at the window and said slowly, "that's because our missions are different, and the truth we know is naturally different."