Ji Jiu was silent, his silence made Yi Mo wonder how drunk he was. This man has always had a good capacity for alcohol, even though it is forty years old, it shouldn't be so easy to pour him down.
However, in an instant, Ji Jiu raised his head, broke the short silence, and asked: "How can I accompany you?" He stood up again, swayed to the table to get a dagger, and threatened viciously: "If you go to the bed, I will kill you tonight."
Yi Mo's expression changed complicatedly, and he reminded, "It should be eunuch."
"You are a snake. Animals, wild beasts and beasts that are not human should be called steers." Ji Jiu grabbed the dagger with a solemn expression, like an old pedant arguing with his disciples.
Yi Mo was sure now that this man was really drunk. Even being able to say this kind of thing, you don't have to be drunk to be a ghost.
Ji Jiu was holding the dagger, and because he got up too quickly, he became dizzy again. Looking at Yi Mo, no matter how you look at it, there are two of them, one on the left and one on the right. He shook his dagger and said, "I seem to have drunk too much."
Yi Mo smiled and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Ji Jiu pointed to the left, then to the right: "Now two of you."
Yi Mo had no choice but to walk over, grabbed his wrist, easily took away the dangling dagger, unloaded the weapon, and asked, "Look now, how many are there?"
After Ji Jiu understood what he said, he took a closer look, but his neck seemed to be unable to support his head, and his head was tilted to the left for a while, and then to the right for a while.
Yi Mo cupped his face and asked, "How many?"
Ji Jiu tried his best to stare at a pair of foggy eyes, but if he couldn't see clearly, he got closer. If you can't see clearly again, get closer. When he saw it clearly, he stopped talking.
Yi Mo looked at the magnified face in front of him, it was covered with clouds, and his slightly dull eyes were open, his breath was full of the smell of old wine, as if he had returned to the days when he was with Shen Qingxuan more than 150 years ago in an instant .
It's just that Shen Qingxuan has never been really drunk.
Ji Jiu is talking. It was clearly in front of his eyes, but Yi Mo felt that his voice seemed to have passed through the gap of time, crossed the distant ice age, passed through the bank of the Wangchuan River, and then curled into the eardrums, and the eardrums vibrated again, releasing his voice. Into his heart, radiating a powerful tremor.
Ji Jiu said, "You...you look good."
His voice was very soft, with a slurred voice, the murmur of a drunken man.
However, Yi Mo clearly heard the sound of his heart beating, and as his words fell, the turmoil became more and more crazy. Almost in a posture of patience, Yi Mo leaned forward a little, his lips were only a thin line away from the other party.
"Can you say that again."
Ji Jiu looked at him, as if he had become his marionette after being paralyzed by alcohol, and repeated as he wished: "You, you look so good..."
Before the words were finished, when the last word was floating in the air, Yi Mo finally grabbed his lips.
Fierce, blind, fierce, with a frenzy of eating raw. At the same time, there is also a huge bitter grievance, gurgling out from the seemingly cracked heart.
Ji Jiu didn't move at all, as if he didn't know what happened to him, he just stood there and looked into his eyes dully.
Ji Jiu didn't blink until his lips were numb from being sucked, and even the tip of his tongue could convey the pain.
Lips parted, they looked at each other in a daze.
With a hoarse voice, Ji Jiu said, "Call me by my name."
Emer paused, and said, "Ji Jiu."
"Call again." Ji Jiu increased the volume.
"Ji Jiu."
"Call again!"
"Ji, Jiu—"
Ji Jiu grabbed his skirt, pulled him in front of her, and then leaned over to bite his lip.
He is biting.
With the white and hard teeth, biting on his cold lips, as if to bite off his flesh, and then swallow it, swallow the part that calls out his name clearly and accurately into the stomach.
As if in this way, can be redeemed.
Yi Mo reached out and hugged him, hugging this body that was exuding high heat and seemed to be on fire at any moment. Lips and tongues are entangled in one place, even tighter than their bodies. They are entangled with each other, entangled with each other and refuse to let go, vigorous sucking accompanied by biting, liquid is sucked out by them, they swallow each other, and eagerly desire Keep sucking. It's like a person who has wandered in the desert for thousands of years finally found his own water source, or like two fish in a dry pool with nowhere to escape, mouth to mouth, living on each other's saliva, because they have nowhere to escape.
There are tens of thousands of good wines for human beings, but they can't get drunk with Yi Mo.
However, Yi Mo clearly felt dizzy, as if a drunken person, in the world, his soul had already set foot on the clouds. He knew that the arms around his side were strong, firm and powerful, embracing and imprisoning him in a posture of need and desire, like an iron arm, but it would not hurt. Yi Mo returned with even tighter force, both sides were adjusting their postures, wishing to be tighter, tighter, so tight that they would become one, without dying, disappearing, searching, and there would be no struggle.
They overturned the wooden table, smashed the wine jar, and even the table case, and the paperwork and ink spilled all over the floor. The complete white paper turned into fragments, and the messy broken pages flew up and fell down again, scattered disorderly, and they rolled in it.
Ji Jiu tugged at his robe, and when Yi Mo tore himself, he grabbed his wrist and fixed it upwards.
The glued lips did not separate, they opened their eyes again, looked at each other, and faced each other.
One is drunk, one is sober. Or maybe all drunk.
Knowing what would happen, Yi Mo didn't speak, and didn't withdraw his suppressed hands.
Ji Jiu parted his knees with one hand and placed herself in between, both of them were naked facing each other.
The hot body did not hesitate to cover the coldness below him. At that moment, like ice and fire colliding, the thousand-year-old glacier was ironed into water, wrapped in hot magma, and turned into a dazzling red, like a chaotic world. A huge wound was opened, but they both let out a sigh of satisfaction at the same time.
Ji Jiu released his restraint, moved his hands down, grabbed his waist, and then separated his hips.
Lowering his head, his scarred lips pressed against the other's bloodshot lips, and Ji Jiu said again: "Call me by my name."
"Ji Jiu."
"not enough."
"Ji Jiu."
"It's still not enough."
—Ji Jiu.
—Ji Jiu!
—Ji Jiu!
Yi Mo repeated his last name and his first name. Called to the end, hysterical.
The soreness in my heart also flowed out along with the shouting, like a cut wound, and with the guidance of the shouting, the black and purple blood inside was exported.
The corners of Ji Jiu's eyes were gradually soaked in his voice, and he lowered his waist. Slowly and firmly, he pushed forward inch by inch until he was completely and completely settled in this body. Ji Jiu paused for a moment, raised his waist and backed away a little, then plunged in again.
A drop of water fell with a "click" and hit Yi Mo's eyelids. Before Yi Mo could see it clearly, another drop of water fell, slipped through the silver light, and landed on his lips. Yi Mo After licking it, the salty and bitter taste spread on his taste buds, followed by the fourth drop, and the fifth... the salty and bitter taste completely drowned him.
It wasn't until finally all movements stopped and Ji Jiu pressed against his forehead that the water droplets dried up silently.
They put their heads together, their noses met, their lips touched each other, and then they hugged each other without moving. Like two scarred little animals sticking together for warmth.
Even though he knew that these injuries were given by the other party, he didn't push them away.
"Leave tomorrow?" After a long time, Ji Jiu finally made a sound, which was still hoarse.
"Um."
"No more."
"it is good."
The two were silent, Yi Mo turned over, hugged him into his arms, and covered him under him. Ji Jiu didn't speak.
Yimo opened his body, then lowered his head, bit his lip, went down, bit the pointed jaw, bit the protruding Adam's apple, and bit on his collarbone.
Ji Jiu hugged him, and occasionally ran his fingers through his hair, until the body was completely opened, entered, filled, almost stretched, and then flinched a little, a little stiff.
Yi Mo noticed his stiffness, stopped, kissed his face, and whispered: "Relax, don't be afraid."
Ji Jiu gritted his teeth, and after a while, he got over the long-standing fear and instinctive rejection of this kind of thing, and hugged him tightly again.
Yi Mo still stood still, without moving. Ji Jiu took a deep breath, raised her legs, and wrapped them around his waist. Only then did Yi Mo understand, and moved slowly.
"Yi Mo," Ji Jiu asked in a low voice in the middle: "You know what kind of situation you will encounter, but you still want to look for it, and you really never thought about facing it. How can you solve it?"
Yi Mo bit his ear, and replied: "I thought about it. But I don't know how to solve it."
Ji Jiu avoided the teasing in his ear and said: "No, you don't know what you want at all."
Ji Jiu said, "You want Shen Qingxuan, don't you?"
Yi Mo paused for a moment, and quickly said: "Yes."
"No," Ji Jiu said, "You still don't know what you want."
Although Yi Mo didn't argue with him, he raised his waist and slammed into it hard again. Ji Jiu almost cried out, but he gritted his teeth to stop it. Panting low, she bit the side of his neck.
"You don't accept?" Song said, panting, Ji Jiu whispered in his ear: "You want to stay with Shen Qingxuan forever, and when he dies, you should go with him. Now you say you want Shen Qingxuan To be by your side, you should tie him by all means. But you, you have no choice."
"Tie?" Yi Mo paused.
Ji Jiu said: "You ask me, is there any other way, in fact there is a way."
"What?" Emma asked.
Ji Jiu smiled, pulled his head off, put his lips against it, and said in a low voice: "If I were you..."
—If I were you and you were me. Then when we meet for the first time, I won't insult you.
- I will take you away. If you don't go, I will tie you up.
—I imprisoned you and treated you well day and night. Spoil you, spoil you, I will let you do everything, but you have to be by my side.
— Then I will make your family think you are dead, and I will erase your existence in this world.
—In the end, I let you have nowhere to go, cut off all thoughts, and could only rely on me and trust me. Be my Shen Qingxuan.
—I don't even need to tell you that there used to be a Shen Qingxuan.
— But, you can only be my Shen Qingxuan. Beyond that, you have nowhere to go.
Ji Jiu let go of him, rubbed his aching head, and regained his composure.
Yi Mo said: "Then what about you?"
Ji Jiu said: "Me? Bind me? I will die in front of you, because I already know that there is another Shen Qingxuan in this world."
"Then what you said is useless." Yi Mo said.
"Idiot," Ji Jiu said disdainfully, "It's useless to Ji Jiu, so is it useless to the next Chen Qingxuan and Li Qingxuan?"
Yi Mo thought for a while and said, "What if it doesn't work?"
Ji Jiu raised his body and looked at him with an almost incredulous expression, "Are you an idiot? You won't pay for this game. If you lose, Shen Qingxuan may die as one of hundreds of reincarnations. You If you win, you will have a happy life for decades, why not gamble?! Why not?!"
Although he knew his nature long ago, he treated his own reincarnation so crazy, Yi Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "His reincarnation died, did he just die like that?"
Ji Jiu was also stunned for a moment, smiled suddenly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be kidding, what you want is Shen Qingxuan, when you decided to look for his previous life in his reincarnation, that reincarnation had already It's meaningless. As long as he doesn't become your Shen Qingxuan, his life and death have nothing to do with you."
Ji Jiu said jokingly, talking in general terms, but his eyes dimmed, as if there was sadness.
After a while, Ji Jiu said again: "So, I said you don't know what you want. If you really think about what you want, with your strength, what can't you do? If you really know what you want What, if you decide to get it, you will make a plan and carry it out firmly. But you didn't. But you didn't let go and go to meditate to cultivate immortality, but got lost in this world of mortals until today. Yi Mo, your search is Blind, without a clear purpose, without knowing where the way out."
"You want to leave tomorrow, let me show you the way. Cultivate immortals and leave this world of mortals. Or look for Shen Qingxuan who created you." After a pause, Ji Jiu said: "You can also choose to die, so don't be sad gone."
Yi Mo looked at him, couldn't help it, lowered his head, kissed that mouth, licked the tooth marks and bloodshot on Ji Jiu's lips with the tip of his tongue, and murmured, "Do you like me?"
Ji Jiu blushed, looked at him, and said for a long time: "Is it meaningful to you?"
Yi Mo also looked at him for a long time, and answered exactly the same: "I don't know."
Ji Jiu smiled, lay down again, his legs returned to his waist, and stopped talking. At this moment, the roots buried in Yi Mo's body were slowly pulled away, and after leaving for a while, they pierced deeply again. Ji Jiu took a breath, and his face could not tell whether it was joy or discomfort, but Yi Mo knew that his body I like it, so I no longer suppress it, I raised my waist repeatedly and slammed into it again, let the tightly closed place bloom for him, let the original stiffness be soft for him, let the dryness turn into dampness, let this body never respond His body began to respond.
Yi Mo turned him over, lay down on the bed, tightly held Ji Jiu's waistline, and let herself break into his body again. Ji Jiu refused to make a sound, so he panted more and more quickly, and his body gradually turned red. Occasionally, the person behind him was too arrogant, and he couldn't help but let out a nasal sound, which was quickly swallowed back, with a patient face full of depression.
It was finally time to climb to the top, Ji Jiu couldn't help it, grabbed the arm around his waist with his backhand, and pulled him towards himself.
It seems that Yi Mo wants to hold him.
Because of his movement, Yi Mo's body froze slightly.
At this moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was the man who bit his lip and endured and endured, finally couldn't help it, grabbed his arm, and called: You hug me.
—Imo, hug me.
The previous voice suddenly came into his head. He knew it was a hallucination, he knew it shouldn't, he knew he couldn't, but he was still obsessed. Yi Mo leaned down and hugged him into his arms, and heard his own voice in the patient panting , said: "Shen Qingxuan."
The body in his arms stiffened in an instant, and even the sound of breathing disappeared, and the temperature that warmed him was cooling him, like a corpse that was cooling down. And within the body of the "corpse", along with the appearance of that name, You Yimo was pouring out the essence.
Ji Jiu was lying on the bed, waiting for him to finish, waiting for him to leave, waiting for him to hug her in a daze, but she couldn't say a word.
Yi Mo couldn't say a word.
Ji Jiu didn't say anything either.
Because Ji Jiu knew that he was already dead.
Yi Mo finally decides to kill Ji Jiu, and leaves her ashes.
Ji Jiu closed his eyes, he was relieved.