Long Chase for the CEO’s Spouse - C85 External Program Ape and Osmanthus Monster 2

(iv)

The next day, with my mono, I fixed on the ruins of the ancestral house, the chickens and dogs of the village, the garden behind the ancestral house that was already overgrown with weeds, and, of course, the osmanthus tree in front of the door.

Aside from the recent weeks in the ancestral house, I also entered deeper into the forest to take pictures. She stayed with me all the way … Reminds me of a novel by Yu Dafu, “The Late Osmanthus Flower.”

On the winding path, she kicked at the pebbles at my feet and asked me, “If you leave, will you come back?” Are you not coming back either? ”

“Maybe.”

Of course. Which young man with the ability would want to stay in a village that was almost isolated from the outside world and had no signal? After my father came home in the 1980s, he brought my mother and grandparents to live in a big city. Even my eldest uncle and uncles gradually gained economic power and left the ancestral home one after another. No one lived in the Ancestral House anymore. I’ve never been to this house before. My impression of the Ancestral House was only the whisper of my grandparents. However, because they were also getting older, they couldn’t bear the toil of crossing mountains and rivers. Thus, the idea of going back to the ancestral home to pay respects to their ancestors was also delayed year after year.

Currently, there were only a few families in this village, and most likely, there weren’t even five families. The people who lived here were all old people in their twilight years. Although there were one or two middle-aged men, they all left the county city during the day to work and move bricks. They would occasionally return to stay at night for a day or two. Perhaps in a few more years, when all the old people in the village had passed away one after another, this village would truly become a ruined village. No one would be able to find a trace of it, and only the cries of birds could be heard. No, I’m afraid not even the birds will come.

“If I had wings, I would try to escape. “This place is so lonely, really lonely …” She lowered her head and stood still.

Yes, even the demons felt lonely, not to mention the old people who lived here.

I still remember how brightly she smiled the first day I came to the village, when I looked like an old lady sitting on a stool outside in the sun, asking for directions, and stuffing money into her hand — perhaps it was a long time since I had seen any outsider come in.

On the morning of the third day, I packed my bags and set off for the county town to catch the only bus that would take me to the larger city, where I’d have to make a long journey to get back to the city.

Early in the morning, I hastily ate the biscuits with sufficient weight before carrying my luggage out the door.

I looked at the osmanthus tree, but she didn’t show up. Yesterday she accompanied me all the way through the forest and didn’t look for me again after dark.

You can’t bear to part with it?

“Goodbye.” I said something to the air. It was unknown who he was talking to. Perhaps he was talking to her, the cute little Flower Demon, or perhaps he was talking to this ancient village that was going to be buried in the smoke of history.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted my mood. When he opened his eyes again and prepared to leave, a gentle breeze blew. The air was filled with a serene fragrance, and the tiny petals of the osmanthus flower were blown away. One of them floated slowly into my palm.

I turned to look at the osmanthus tree outside the door and repeated, “Goodbye.”

(v)

After the torment of the long journey, he became dispirited after returning to the company. But looking at the withering osmanthus flower on the desk, I can still remember her face, her laughter, and the quiet old village …

He didn’t know why, but he suddenly had an epiphany — it took him a whole day to write out a preliminary game design.

The game is a strategy game in which the protagonist, acting as a historian, visits great rivers and mountains in China, where he encounters different monsters, whether good or bad, to save a declining ancient village.

I submitted the proposal. The boss looked at it for a few minutes and let out a meaningful “Mmm.” Afterwards, he actually nodded and said, “Good idea, but I would like to see a more detailed proposal.”

I took back the plan and said I would work hard. The owner nodded in praise.

I took the plan back and sat in front of the computer, thinking. Unknowingly, his mind drifted to the ancestral house once again. All day long, my mother sent a message to urge me to contact the buyer to decide on the price. It didn’t matter if I sold the house at a lower price since it would be a waste if I sold it there. Father meant the same.

However, when his grandparents were still alive, they had said many times, “How great it would be if we could return to the village …” However, in the end, they did not return. Instead, they looked back at the ancestral home that they had lived in for generations.

There must be thousands of such ancient villages in China now, driven closer and closer to the precipice of decline by urbanization, modernization, and industrialization. In another ten years, the ancient villages would probably be gone from the land of China. Even if they were the villages where ordinary commoners lived for generations, without the legendary experiences of the emperor, they would still have their own unique charm …

Some people said that after liberation, none of the gods or spirits existed. Now, the demons that existed in the Classic of the Mountains and Seas no longer existed … I was lucky to meet her.

But, she would also disappear … Instead of being lonely, it’s better to just wither and forget nothing…

If that’s the case, then I’ll just finish my game plan and wait for the game to be created successfully and become popular in China. At that time, maybe the young people will pay more attention to the ancient villages!

I replied to my mother’s news — “Mom, our ancestral home is worthless and can’t be sold. “You’ll be happier when I make the game.”

(vi)

“Today’s exchange is to celebrate the launch of the new version of” Ancient Village Notes “! Let us invite the development of this game behind the big BOOS! ” With a burst of noise, I made my debut.

The girls below were all shouting my name, and the host was praising me for being a Chinese version of the Yin-Yang Master.

I smiled happily and thanked her from the bottom of my heart.

But suddenly, my head was spinning!

Then, all that was left was darkness!

(vii)

When I open my eyes again…

I lay in bed, not looking at the game show, but at my living room.

“Did you dream of me again?” A charming female voice floated into his ear. I turned around and saw Xu Yale, in a nightgown, lying on her side on my bed, blinking at me.

I look down and can see her… A brimming Sesame … Chest.

I jumped up in shock and jumped to the other side of the bed. “Don’t say anything for now. Put your clothes on properly!”

“Aren’t you being too innocent …” Although she said so, Xu Yale still put on her clothes obediently.

In a sense, she was also a wild girlfriend who was very docile to her boyfriend.

“Eh — was that a dream? “It feels so real …”

“Could it be that Xu Yale’s previous life was that little demon?”

Xu Yale came over and asked, “What are you muttering about?”

“No, I didn’t say that you might be a demon …”

Xu Yale raised her fist and punched me. “What did you say!?” Is she courting death? ”

In a flash, I immediately changed my words and said, “No, I said you are a tormented little demon.”

Did this Ma Shangqian still say this kind of flirting? Xu Yale, who had experienced so much love, could not help but lower her head in shyness …

“…”

Then came the awkward silence.

The thing he was most afraid of was that the air would suddenly turn silent.

“What did you say …”

“I don’t know …”

“…”

Silence again.

“Say something, the readers are all about to leave …”

“Ah, mmm …” I thought for a moment and could only say, “I don’t know where Zhang Heng and Gu Shiyou went ….”

Xu Yale then punched me again.

She said I didn’t know what to do, papaya head.

I touched my head.

Thus, I kissed Xu Yale. Of course, I only dared to kiss her face … that kind of deep kiss or something… Usually, it would be Xu Yale who would come over. I thought she would let me off just because she smacked her lips … In the end, Xu Yale actually moved closer to my mouth and stuck her tongue into it before manipulating me violently.

When the audience came to a stop, it was as if I was the only man present. “Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.”

After that, I was embarrassed, you know?

In the end, Xu Yale actually said to me, “If you and Gu Chao succeed, you will be the same.”

I was going to say, how do you know I must be the one below? But how could he ask such a question? Wasn’t this a way of saying that he had ties with Gu Ke? Thus, I replied, “Where did you see it?”

Xu Yale analyzed the situation to me seriously, “First, you are above me and I am above you, so you are below me.”

“Ah …” He was extremely confident and had nothing to say.

I got out of bed and pushed Xu Yale onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.

Dear readers, did you think I was going to show you a good show? I set it to be a warm-hearted man.

So I just gave Xu Yale a light smack and decided to get up and make her a cup of coffee for the weekend. Yet, Xu Yale actually turned the tables around and kissed me again!

How was this the naive and innocent laurel demon from his dream!? He has even become a Peach Blossom Demon!

I blush and my heart beats, and my feet still tremble when the kiss is over. Xu Yale laughed because I was too weak. I only laughed because she was too domineering …

Xu Yale waved me over to prepare breakfast. “I’m hungry.”

“Yes, yes, my queen.” Also, the Gui Hua Demoness who looked different on the surface.