I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 17.2

Chapter 17 (2)

The ukulele was lying obediently on a bench by the lake, but there was no one on the bench who used to sit here.

Ning Huan drove the wheelchair, turned the direction, and walked in the direction of the water.

The plants around the lake grow leaves of various shades of green, like oil paintings.

Yan Tingxin sat on a swing with a view of the lake, swinging and swinging.

Ning Huan: "You seem to be in a good mood today?" The

swing swayed up and down, Yan Tingxin and Ning Huan shared their happy mood: "I met my best friend yesterday. She told me she had decided to quit.

Ning Huan: "Huh?

Yan Tingxin: "She is going to graduate school, pursue a bigger platform, and pursue a new life." I'm happy for her.

Ning Huan: "It's worth celebrating when you return to campus."

Yan Tingxin looked at the blue sky: "I used to be like her, as if I was pushed by life, as if I was trapped in place, trapped in the whirlpool of life." So, I can especially understand her desire to pursue a new life. This

sentence seemed to touch him, and Ning Huan looked at her side face and didn't speak.

After a while, he asked, "What about later?" How did you get out of the whirlpool of life?

Yan Tingxin looked at him: "One day, I have the magic of life.

Ning Huan curled one lip and smiled, his eyes fixed on her, and a pair of eyes seemed to glow with a glimmer.

Yan Tingxin choked on his own saliva.

Hook the lip to kill, foul!

Playing handsome, foul!

Ning Huan squinted, the corners of his mouth hooked to the side, and the mole on his cheek was slightly playful: "Is it the magic of the Demon Immortal Castle?" Gunara God of Darkness-"

Yan Tingxin's eyes widened, and he came to his senses: "Did you also watch Demon Immortal Castle when you were a child?"

The corners of Ning Huan's mouth drooped, and he shook his head coldly: "Don't look at it."

Yan Tingxin broke the casserole and asked to the end, forgetting the so-called 'sense of proportion': "Then how do you know?"

Ning Huan pursed his lips and told others about his black history for the first time: "Because I went to audition." Yan

Tingxin: !!

Yan Tingxin naturally asked, "Who are you auditioning for?" Could it be the prince of the Demon Immortal Castle?

Yan Tingxin mutilated Ning Huan with blue hair, wore an exaggerated turtleneck, wore a mask, held props, and pretended to be magical, and couldn't help but want to laugh.