Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Rong Yuan didn't notice at that time that when he said this, Rong Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.

Just like the description, it was as if the spring breeze had blown into the deserted fields, and the spring flowers were blooming in full bloom.

Perhaps it is more like a shining and lonely rose blooming in the snowy wilderness.

It is an indescribable feeling, flowers sprouting from barren soil.

This time Rong Yuan looked at the memory from the perspective of a bystander, and could clearly see the extremely pious emotion in his eyes.

He had only seen similar feelings in believers in a certain Western fantasy world, the kind of faith that they were willing to live and die for.

No, it's probably more intense.

Rong Yuan was a little confused. He obviously didn't do anything. He didn't even save him out of mercy.

Perhaps in Rong Xin's world, looking at it from another perspective, all this seems different from what Rong Yuan thought.

He was born with great malice and was rejected by the whole village from the moment he was born. His father did not like his mother and did not love him, and even harbored even greater malice towards him.He competed with wild dogs for food since he was a child, and grew up stumbling around without knowing good or evil, being ignorant of human nature, and having no family or friends.

But one day he met a very different god. He didn't do anything to him, nor did he have any plans, but did it casually, which made him let down his guard.

Later, he taught him to eat, teach him to sleep, and taught him to become a normal person. He learned to write, had a name, and had a home...

What he liked most was the way his eyebrows stretched out when he was eating. That was the only different expression he could see on his face.

He was glad that it turned out that immortals also like to eat, and he learned to cook good dishes.

Later he went to school.

The teacher said that apart from parents, the most solid relationship between people is the mutual relationship between husband and wife.

Husband and wife, this was a word that was unfamiliar to him. He searched through books and only got one or two definitions.

It's just each other, always by each other's side.

He blushed.

The day he got the picture album, he read it with a blushing face, and then put it down with a dejected look on his face.

He and he seemed unlikely.

The god is cold and always sits on a high cloud platform. He believes in him and kneels down to worship him devoutly.

How could he have such disgusting thoughts!

He is angry!

He is at a loss!

He hates himself!

There are thousands of knots in my heart, but they are all related to you.

He never dared to look into his eyes again and always avoided them subconsciously.

He hated himself more and more and wanted to destroy himself more and more, but he also longed to see him all the time.

Desires and self-destructive tendencies are increasing day by day, and his heart is like a cage that can never be filled. He wants to crave more, but it is so annoying. How can a person like him try to pull a god off the altar?

He looked at him, morbidly longing for his gaze, but shunned in fear when his gaze came.

He was afraid that he would see his dirty thoughts and that he would leave him.

He thought this day would come soon, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Rong Yuan received an order from his sect that day and he had to go back.

Only then did he realize that he had stayed for so long and it was time to leave.

The protagonist has already entered the sect, and it's time for him to go back.

Rong Yuan thought for a while and waited for Rong Xin to come back at home.

"I'm leaving."

"Ah?" He finally looked at him, and when he saw the indifference in his eyes, he clenched the hands hidden behind his back, "Okay."

He held the flowers he had picked in his hand.

"Do you want to practice?"

Rong Xin suddenly raised his head and said, "Think."

Rong Yuan looked at the child in front of him. Perhaps he shouldn't be called a child, but should be called a youth.

I sighed in my heart, it turns out that he has grown up to look like this.

The farewell after that was normal, nothing more than seeing him off and seeing him off.

Just like the thousands of partings in this world, there is not much sadness and regret.

But looking at it from another perspective, it might be different.

he left.

His heart also left.

They had nothing to do with each other after that, no relationship.

What he was thinking completely stung his heart, tore the beautiful fantasy he had always had into pieces, and completely laid out the bloody reality in front of him, allowing him to face it head-on.

How could a god be involved with the mud on the ground?

It's just pity, but why can't we pity him anymore?

He is really obedient, why don't you want him?

He was afraid of his disgusted gaze and couldn't bear it at all, so he tried hard to hide his disgusting thoughts, but why did he still leave?

……

"A Yuan, A Yuan, wake up!"

Rong Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with confusion, but he soon woke up.

"Xinxin," Rong Yuan hugged Bai Xin and buried his head in his neck, "I'm awake."

Bai Xin looked at Rong Yuan, who was leaning on him, and felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

The corners of his lips raised, suppressing his joyful tone, "Well, just wake up. I just saw that you didn't sleep very peacefully. Did you have a nightmare?"

Rong Yuan thought about that inexplicable dream. He didn't see the man's face clearly, but he could only realize that it was a memory from a long, long time ago.

But the memory is not very clear, as if someone has deliberately blurred it.

"I dreamed about some past events," Rong Yuan was not very interested, and then he said with relaxed eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips, "If you don't mention this, let's talk about our demon world."

"What's going on in the devil world?" Bai Xin's eyes flashed, pretending not to understand, but in fact, he was overjoyed and sweet.

"There is something about planting reincarnation peach trees in the palace." Rong Yuan said in a confused tone, "Does Xinxin think there is something else?"

"Oh," Bai Xin's mood was like riding a roller coaster, going up and down for a while, "you can plant it yourself. After all, it was you who kidnapped me to the demon world, so I won't help."

After Bai Xin finished speaking, he turned over and lay flat on his back.

Rong Yuan may have just escaped from his memory, so he didn't notice anything was wrong. He just felt that Xinxin was a little different today, and said hello.

It means that I agreed.

On the streets of the Demon Realm King's City.

Bai Xin was dressed in black, with a stern look and extraordinary strength.Coupled with the palace guards around him, he was in a state of keeping strangers away.

None of the surrounding demons dared to approach.

Bai Xin came out of the palace to relax and took the guards given by Rong Yuan with him.

This is what he said, "I know Xinxin is very strong, but there are many demons in the royal city. It will be much more convenient and less troublesome to bring guards."

"do not let me worry."

Bai Xin was stunned and nodded repeatedly.

The more he thinks about it now, the more depressed he becomes. How could he be so unsatisfactory?