When Sang Xinghe said this, he didn't think that the other party would believe it, but he just didn't have the memory of the previous two days, and he didn't even know how he woke up. The moment before, he just stabbed the long sword into Yuci's heart, and the next moment was woken up by the younger sister.
It was winter just a moment ago, and now spring has begun. Sang Xinghe felt that everything in front of him seemed to be a dream.
He couldn't help but look a little decadent, but there was a sentence in his ear—
"I believe."
Sang Xinghe was startled for a moment, then immediately looked up at Shen Jue, "Do you believe me?"
Shen Jue looked at Sang Xinghe coldly, "I believe, so can you go?"
Sang Xinghe sighed in his heart, that's why he doesn't believe it, that's all, he didn't think anyone would believe it. If someone told him this, he wouldn't believe it, but Sang Xinghe still had some doubts in his heart and wanted to ask Doctor his condition. But the top priority now is to coax people back first, "Xiao Jue, if you want to be angry with me, you can beat me and scold me, but don't stay here, there are so many people here."
He lowered his breath and coaxed people warmly, Shen Jue frowned slightly when he saw Sang Xinghe like this.
The Sang Xinghe in front of him seemed to be the one he was familiar with, while the Sang Xinghe in the previous two days was uncertain and erratic, as if he had changed a person. Shen Jue admitted that he had not offended Sang Xinghe in the past two days, and the other party had no reason. Saying so hard to him.
Thinking of this, Shen Jue suddenly stepped forward and touched Sang Xinghe's face.
Sang Xinghe was stunned by this touch, and then he saw Shen Jue rubbing his face, and even rubbing his neck. Sang Xinghe is a smart person, and he reacted immediately, "Do you suspect that I am disguised?"
This time too, Shen Jue didn't touch anything. He pursed his lower lip and withdrew his hand. Facing Sang Xinghe's words, he just shook his head and said, "Let's go."
Shen Jue came to Chunfeng Pavilion to retreat, to see what Sang Xinghe thought, but the other party came to apologize as he expected, but the reaction was different from what he imagined.
The night before and after, Sang Xinghe seemed to be a different person. He thought that there was always something tricky in it, and he could only find out the tricky part when he stayed by Sang Xinghe's side.
Hearing that Shen Jue was willing to go with him, Sang Xinghe immediately hooked his lower lip, and when he saw Shen Jue's mark on his body again, his eyes darkened. Imprints…”
Shen Jue glanced at him, and Sang Xinghe looked at him, stunned, "Me?"
Shen Jue nodded.
Sang Xinghe frowned slightly, and he looked carefully. The marks on Shen Jue's body were indeed not new, at least for more than one day, one day... It happened to be the two days he didn't remember, which means that he tossed Shen Jue into a In this way, I came to the Spring Breeze Pavilion again and drank the flower wine for one night, and then went back to quarrel with people, and brought my popularity to the Spring Breeze Pavilion
Is he so bad
When Sang Xinghe was reflecting on himself, Shen Jue looked at the clothes under the bed and looked at Sang Xinghe with disgust, "I don't want to wear yesterday's clothes."
Sang Xinghe said like a good man: "I'll help you buy a set of clothes and come back. After I leave, you remember to lock the door."
After he finished speaking, he went out and carefully closed the door before leaving. All the details made Shen Jue even more suspicious. Was the Sang Xinghe he saw two days ago really Sang Xinghe? But he touched it last night, and there was no trace of disguise. The disguise potion can at most disguise a person into a different look, but to completely disguise a person into another person's appearance, a human skin mask must be needed.
Taking a step back, if the Sang Xinghe of the previous two days was fake, why didn't the real Sang Xinghe stand up? It happened two days later, and just now, even if Sang Xinghe had taken a bath, he could smell the faint smell of alcohol from the other party's body.
This made Shen Jue's doubts deepen.
…
After seeing Sang Xinghe going out, the younger sister kept waiting at the door for someone to come back. When she saw Shen Jue and Sang Xinghe coming back together, she immediately ran over with a smile, "Shen Jue, you are finally back." She went to pull Shen Jue's Arm, "Have you eaten breakfast yet? I asked the kitchen to make delicious food, you can eat it with me quickly."
Shen Jue was pulled forward by her, and Sang Xinghe, who was one step behind, coughed. He wanted to attract attention, but he didn't know that the two people in front didn't look back, so he couldn't help but say: "Yangyang, I didn't eat breakfast. meal."
The little sister didn't turn her head, "Eldest brother, let's go to the Spring Wind Pavilion to eat, the food there is delicious."
It's the damned Spring Breeze Pavilion again, even Sang Xinghe, who is extremely well-cultivated, couldn't help but curse in the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that his younger sister didn't want to see him, he followed him without hesitation. After entering Tianluo Nunnery, he turned around and went to the courtyard of the doctor in the nunnery.
The doctor was sorting out the medicinal materials. When he saw Sang Xinghe coming, he quickly put down the things in his hand, "Why are you here? Are you feeling sick?"
When Sang Xinghe woke up two days ago, the doctor went to see it once, and he came back when he saw that there was nothing wrong with people jumping around.
Sang Xinghe hesitated for a while before saying, "I seem to have something wrong?"
"Does it have a headache?" the doctor asked anxiously.
"No." Sang Xinghe denied, "I seem to have lost part of my memory."
He explained his question to the doctor in detail, and after the doctor heard it, his brows were furrowed and his expression solemn, "This... Medical books have recorded Lisui disorder, but your current situation is not the same as Lisui disorder. Are you sure you have no memory of these two days at all?"
"It's not just these two days, my memory is still on the day I just killed Yuci." Sang Xinghe's expression was not very good, "and I seem to have done a lot of stupid things in the past two days, not only I don't remember it, I don't think I can do that either."
The doctor couldn't answer the situation of Sang Xinghe, so he could only say vaguely, "Perhaps your head injury has not healed, causing you to lose some of your memory. It's not impossible."
Caused by unhealed head injury
Sang Xinghe was dubious, but he could only think so now. He said goodbye to the doctor and went back to his yard.
Sang Xinghe went back to his room first, and soon found that the long sword that was supposed to be hanging on the wall was gone. He immediately called the handyman who was in charge of cleaning on weekdays, "Have you seen the Qingyue Sword on my wall?"
The sword was given to him by his master when he was crowned, and he has always cherished it very much.
When the handyman heard Sang Xinghe ask this, his face was a little embarrassed, "That sword, you buried the little one in the soil, and..."
"What else?" Sang Xinghe suddenly felt bad.
The handyman has been serving in Sang Xinghe's yard. He didn't know the importance of the Qingyue Sword to Sang Xinghe. He was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Sang Xinghe: "… "
He was silent for a long time before he said, "Did you urinate on the sword, or on the soil where the sword was buried?"
Seeing Sang Xinghe's unpleasant expression, the handyman took a sip of water before shaking his body and said, "All... urine..."
"Okay, I understand." Sang Xinghe felt tired and didn't want to listen any more. He waved his hand weakly, "Go out."
He wants to be alone now.
He didn't want to take the sword back, he was so disgusted that he just wanted to vomit.
What the hell has he done these past two days...
…
In that room, the little junior sister and Shen Jue finished their breakfast, so they pulled Shen Jue to talk. Shen Jue looked at the little junior sister and remembered something.
"What kind of portrait did you say when you saw me for the first time, do you still have an impression?"
"Portrait?" The younger sister blinked her eyes and thought for a while before she suddenly realized, "Are you talking about the portrait in the senior brother's study?"
Sang Xinghe's study
Shen Jue suppressed her surprise and asked calmly, "You said that the person in the painting was me, right?"
The little sister first nodded, then shook her head, "I don't know, you look a lot like you, but now that I get along with you more, I feel that the person in the painting is not you, and the portrait looks like it has been there for many years. You're only nineteen years old now, so it shouldn't be you, unless someone painted your current appearance many years in advance, but how does that person know you look like this now?"
This made Shen Jue a little confused. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Sang Xinghe's study in person.
When he went to the study, Sang Xinghe was not in the yard, so Shen Jue went directly into Sang Xinghe's study without any problems, but he did a rough turn and didn't see the so-called picture scroll.
He went around behind the desk and found a locked cabinet under the desk. He looked at the lock and found that the lock was not an ordinary lock, but a nine-digit combination lock. Each time the nine-digit combination lock is unlocked, the combination will be reset. Except for the owner of the lock, it is difficult for others to crack it easily. What is in this cabinet that allows Sang Xinghe to use such a complicated lock
In previous lives, when he followed Sang Xinghe with his soul, he didn't realize this.
While Shen Jue was studying with the combination lock, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the study. He immediately put down the lock, got up, and saw Sang Xinghe walking in from the door.
Sang Xinghe was stunned when he saw Shen Jue, "Are you looking for something in the study?"
Shen Jue nodded and lied: "I want to learn painting from Qiansong, but the paper he uses is expensive paper. I'm a beginner, and I don't want to waste such good paper, so I thought of you here to see if there is any cheap paper. drawing paper."
"Yes." Sang Xinghe walked to the table and opened an unlocked drawer, "This is the paper I used to draw. You usually come here to get it, it doesn't matter how much you use."
"You also paint?" Shen Jue asked.
Sang Xinghe nodded and took out a stack of paper, "I learned from the master for a while, but I didn't draw much after that."
He turned to look at Shen Jue, "I also have painting tools, do you want them?"
Shen Jue took the drawing paper from Sang Xinghe, "No need, Qiansong has it."
Speaking of the master of Sang Xinghe, Shen Jue has lived here for several months and has never seen it before. The younger sister said that their master has retreated. Not long after returning from Sang Xinghe, the retreat was in the back mountain of Tianluo Temple. .
After Shen Jue took the drawing paper, he pretended to be interested in Sang Xinghe's study. After walking around it a few times, he suddenly asked, "Do you have that kind of picture book?"
Sang Xinghe didn't know why, "Huh?"
Shen Jue turned to look at him, "It's the picture album that Spring Breeze Pavilion should have."
Sang Xinghe had an epiphany. He clenched his fist with his hand and coughed lightly against his lips, "I... No." After speaking, his earlobes were slightly dyed red. He really didn't, but he was curious when he was young. He secretly flipped through the picture albums collected by his younger brother, but he didn't feel anything at that time. He only felt that the two villains fighting on the paper didn't have martial arts cheats. The fighting villains are fun.
He was so embarrassed, but Shen Jue didn't want to let him go, and even leaned over to him, "You really don't have one? Shouldn't you be hiding somewhere?"
Sang Xinghe looked at this face at a close distance, and inexplicably thought of many beautiful pictures. When he was young, he thought it was boring, but it seems interesting to think about it now. Thinking of this, Sang Xinghe blushed. He ducked back and said in embarrassment, "No, I didn't lie to you."
Shen Jue rolled her eyes and pointed to the locked cabinet, "What's in there?"
Sang Xinghe followed Shen Jue's finger and looked over, the heat on his face gradually faded, "It's just some letters, because they are all letters from old friends, so I locked them for fear of losing them." He said, He took Shen Jue's hand, "Let's go, it's not fun here."
Shen Jue deliberately said that the cabinet in front of Sang Xinghe was meant to be a test. First, to test whether the contents of the cabinet were important, and second, to test his importance in Sang Xinghe's heart at this time, but now it seems that , Sang Xinghe has very limited feelings for him.
…
In the next few days, Sang Xinghe behaved very normally, as if the violent Sang Xinghe a few days ago did not exist at all. During the daytime, Sang Xinghe either stayed at the teacher's gate to instruct his younger brothers and sisters to practice martial arts, or went out to help the villagers and elders, doing some more dangerous work, such as repairing roofs.
He is very self-disciplined, and Shen Jue has fully realized it in the past few days.
Before dawn, Sang Xinghe woke up. After he woke up, he would call Shen Jue from the next room together. He thought that the reason for Shen Jue's weakness was because he didn't exercise well, so he took Shen Jue with him every morning. Jue runs laps in the back mountain.
"The most important thing for us martial arts practitioners is the body. Only when the body is strong will the martial arts become better." Sang Xinghe said, dragging Shen Jue, who was running out of breath, to run two more laps.
Shen Jue originally felt that this body was weak, and Sang Xinghe's approach was actually just what he wanted, but there were also embarrassing things. Staying with Sang Xinghe, he would always smell the aroma. Running is a thing that makes one's heart arouse. Usually, Sang Xinghe can't help but stop after running for several large laps, looking a little embarrassed, "I'll go wash my face."
Shen Jue silently glanced at Sang Xinghe's lower body, pretending he didn't know anything.
Sang Xinghe, who had returned to normal, did not do anything too intimate with Shen Jue. He was more like teaching Shen Jue as a younger brother.
For Shen Jue, this is half good and half bad.
…
That night, the younger sister invited Shen Jue and Sang Xinghe to celebrate the completion of Qiansong's new album. At the banquet, Sang Xinghe did not let Shen Jue and the younger sister drink, only he and Qiansong drank. The little junior sister was a little dissatisfied, and sneaked close to Shen Jue's ear, "Eldest brother is really an antique, and we are not allowed to drink."
Shen Jue took a sip of sour plum juice before saying softly, "Wine is really not a good thing, it's okay not to drink it."
Seeing that Shen Jue was not on her side, the younger sister sighed, and could only stare at Qian Song's cup.
After the meal, Sang Xinghe walked back with Shen Jue. Now the weather is cool and the night is the most comfortable. The stars are dense and the air is elegant. Sang Xinghe was already drunk, but when the wind blew, he was even more drunk, and he was a little staggered when he walked. Seeing how he was walking, Shen Jue couldn't help reminding him, "Don't fall."
Sang Xinghe tilted his head and smiled at Shen Jue, "It's okay, I won't fall."
As soon as the words fell, he saw Sang Xinghe sway and fell directly to the ground.
It didn't get up.
Shen Jue hurriedly squatted down to check on Sang Xinghe's condition, "Sang Xinghe?" Closed, I don't know if I passed out or fell asleep.
Shen Jue patted Sang Xinghe's face, but there was no response. He pinched Sang Xinghe's people hard again, and this time they woke up.
As soon as he woke up, he grabbed Shen Jue's hand.
Sang Xinghe's eyes were sharp and he looked at the person in front of him unhappily, with a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, then said, "You just fell and passed out. I want to pinch you and wake you up."
Sang Xinghe snorted, let go of Shen Jue's hand, and got up from the ground, he looked at Shen Jue indifferently, "You used so much strength, I thought you were going to kill me, but it turned out to be saving me what."
Shen Jue looked at Sang Xinghe who spoke so meanly, frowning slightly, and the person in front of him seemed to have just woken up.
too weird.
He thought for a while, and wanted to leave Sang Xinghe, who seemed to be much more dangerous in front of him, and called the junior sister and Qiansong, "You just kowtowed, I'll ask the doctor to help you take a look."
But before Shen Jue could run a few steps, he was caught by someone behind him. Sang Xinghe grabbed Shen Jue's arm and dragged him to the rockery next to him. His words were still unpleasant, "What's your name, doctor, just give me some internal strength."
Shen Jue immediately struggled when he heard the words, but he couldn't beat Sang Xinghe.
"Sang Xinghe, are you crazy?" Shen Jue blushed with anger.
Sang Xinghe quickly unfastened his belt and said shamelessly, "Yes, I'm crazy, only you can cure my madness."
"Asshole... you... don't... "
"I want it."
…
No, no matter how you think about it, Shen Jue felt more clearly than the last time that the person in front of him seemed to have changed. He just fell, and then opened his eyes and became a completely different person.
Shen Jue had heard of this kind of situation. When he practiced until he became obsessive, two personalities would appear in a person's body, but Sang Xinghe didn't seem to be obsessed. Why
This is an illusion, and some things will indeed play out according to common sense, but Sang Xinghe will not change his temperament greatly, right? And changing between the two extremes
Sang Xinghe's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she was a little unhappy when she saw the person, she couldn't help but stepped forward and bit Shen Jue's earlobe fiercely, and then gritted her teeth and said, "You can still think about other things at this time, really capable. "
Shen Jue frowned in pain. He turned his head to look at Sang Xinghe, who was very close to him, with complicated eyes, "Who are you? You are not Sang Xinghe."
When the other party heard this, he sneered, "Why do you say that I am not Sang Xinghe, I am Sang Xinghe, I have Sang Xinghe's memory, his martial arts, and his body, I am not Sang Xinghe, who is Sang Xinghe?" When he said this, he suddenly exerted his strength, took a light breath and smiled happily.
He lowered his head slightly, his low male voice with a hint of dumbness, "It's okay if you treat me as Sang Xinghe's inner demon, I just did what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do."
Heart demon? Is there such a demon? Kinky. The devil is almost the same.
Shen Jue was taken back in the end, the personnel was unknown, and when he woke up, it was noon the next day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt pain in his body, not to mention the pain in his back, and what was even more embarrassing was the pain in another location. Sang Xinghe forced him to beg for mercy in the rockery last night, and even asked him to applaud his brother, but Shen Jue refused, and Sang Xinghe's face changed suddenly, as if he hadn't seen meat in ten years, and almost swallowed him alive, and it was Shen Jue. Unable to hold on any longer, in the end, he cried and called Sang Xinghe several times as good brother.
Thinking back on everything last night, Shen Jue's face became particularly ugly.
At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Shen Jue immediately turned his head to look, and saw Sang Xinghe came in with a bowl of porridge.
Sang Xinghe put down the porridge first, then turned to look at the bed, and when he saw someone was awake, he said, "When you wake up, come over and eat something."
Shen Jue looked at each other vigilantly, and after a while, she said, "Are you a demon?"
Sang Xinghe had a gentle smile on his face, but when he heard the words, the smile gradually faded. He didn't seem to want to pretend, and his tone became cold, "Come and have some porridge."
Shen Jue didn't move.
Sang Xinghe waited for a while, and then lost his patience. He strode to the bed and looked at the person on the bed coldly, "I'll tell you the last sentence, get up and drink porridge, don't toast or eat fine wine."
When the words were over, he saw the person on the bed turn his face away. Before he could get angry, he heard Shen Jue say in a low voice, "My whole body hurts and I can't get up."
Sang Xinghe was silent for a moment, then sat down beside the bed. He put his hand on Shen Jue's quilt, "I gave you medicine last night, and it still hurts? Why are you so squeamish?"
This remark was like a firecracker, detonating the emotions of the person on the bed.
Shen Jue took the pillow next to her and slammed it on Sang Xinghe's face with a stern expression, "Get out of here, I don't want to see you."
Sang Xinghe was smashed, and before he could speak, he saw that the smasher was wronged first. Shen Jue's eyes were red and he glared at him. Those blue eyes were already beautiful, but now they looked even more beautiful with anger burning in them.
Sang Xinghe hugged the pillow and looked at Shen Jue like this, his eyes were inexplicable, he turned his face away slightly, and said weakly, "I didn't know that it would still hurt after taking the medicine... It's all that medicine doesn't work, you don't. angry."
After he finished speaking, he felt wrong again, why did he lower his temper to Shen Jue
So Sang Xinghe took another breath and turned his head to continue arguing with Shen Jue. This time he opened his mouth, but soon closed it again because the other party was crying.
Tianluo body is really a treasure from heaven. Not only is it not ugly when crying, but it is also very beautiful. When people see it, they just want to hug this treasure into his arms and coax him softly. even better.
Sang Xinghe was silent for a long time, but he still turned his back and disarmed, "Okay, okay, I'm too much, and my hand hurts? Can I feed you some porridge?"
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