Book 2: Chapter 12

Book 2: Chapter 12

Now that everyone was present, we all started to sit down. We had been adhering to the policy of talking ill of someone who wasnt present, so now we couldnt really do that anymore.

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I glanced at my phone, which kept dinging as Kan Jian sent text after text: It's a pity that I havent returned yet. Will you be angry, Boss? Dont be angry with me. I'll try to make up for it.

I really couldn't talk ill of him.

After everyone was seated, Black Glasses asked, "What were you all talking about just now? Youre being quiet. Youre not quiet people."

Nobody answered. Poker-Face watched the heavy rain outside, the raindrops hitting the glass one by one. It was raining heavily south of the Yangtze River and I didnt know what would happen to the houses in Rain Village.

Although the world was difficult, every once in a while, people would inevitably want to leave their original environment. After everyone around them was well, every day would pass by in a haze, which would eventually make ones skin itch. They would either want to leave the inherent environment or spend a long time recalling the things of the past. But when I saw Poker-Face's eyes watching the rain, I didn't know what he was thinking about, let alone which year or century he was recalling.

It was annoying to be buddies with a near-immortal.

Fatty really wasnt used to the silence, and immediately said, "Telling a story. It was fucking interesting, too. If you hadn't come in just now, we wouldve reached the climax."

"Fat Master, you can do that just by listening?" Wang Meng was surprised. "You've got a supernatural ability!"

Black Glasses said, "Oh? What story is so good? Whos telling it?"

Since I used to tell stories to fool her, she thought that I was particularly good at storytelling.

Ok, I thought as I calmed myself down. Im also a person who can write to a certain degree. Although I didnt know what happened after that, Black Glasses was alive now, wasnt he? In that case, Id just make up the rest by following that general direction.

I glanced at Xiao Hua. Xie Yuchen, you wont get away with this.

Then, I started making up the story, "Its said that at that time"

Black Glasses and Chuchu took a sorceress deep into the minefield. Since there mightve been unexploded engineering mines below them, the two carefully stepped on the soft fallen leaves.

But Black Glasses was confident. Several generations had been walking this path, which showed that the way should be clear even though it was difficult to recognize.

Theres no need to be accurate to the point that every footfall is right, Black Glasses thought to himself. But when he looked at Chuchu, he actually felt a little guilty in his heart.

Although he wasnt the type to be troubled by emotions, Black Glasses still felt a little conflicted when it came to accidental injuries. This Northeastern girl was too young at that time, and seeing that she hadn't recovered even up to now, Black Glasses mustve been showing a different kind of emotion behind those sunglasses.

When I said this, I glanced at Black Glasses. He looked at me without admitting or denying anything, so I continued with my sappy story.

But just when I was about to speak, I suddenly thought of another possibility, "Shit, don't tell me you wanted to kill all three of you in that minefield?"

Black Glasses grinned, "You made it up very well just now, but you wont be able to later. Keep going. If youre wrong, Ill correct you."