I'm old.
Three Lives Three Worlds, in the end it was only classified as an understatement, Liu Yan looked at the back of her hand with a smooth complexion, and really felt old.
It is not a good thing to have a memory of more than two hundred years. The mountains and rivers we walked two hundred years ago became cultivated land two hundred years later; the wilderness two hundred years ago became villages two hundred years later; The people I knew before were nowhere to be found two hundred years later.
The people and things in his memory changed over time, moving in a calm and steady way, washing away the memories in his mind.
Apart from the fact that the starry sky above his head has never changed, he doesn't know what else in this world cannot be changed. Even he himself has gone through three lives and three lives, his face remains the same, and his mind is completely different.
I don't want to hold on to those vigor and arrogance anymore. The turbulent waves have passed, and I only hope that the rest of my life will be safe and peaceful, and I will keep the years of this life quiet.
However, even this wish seems like a luxury.
In the previous two lives, he wasted on unattainable wishes. Seeing that this life will be no exception.
Liu Yan lowered her eyes and asked again: "What did you hide from me?"
In the final analysis, the cause of his illness was still this matter. As a human being for three generations, the stubbornness in his bones has not changed in the slightest, let alone waiting for the ending in a daze.
Half a year of traveling around the mountains and rivers could not remove the haze in his heart, on the contrary, as time went on, the haze became deeper and deeper. Ji Leping's confrontation was just an introduction to induce the backlog in his heart. Drugs do not cure.
Yi Mo is right, he has a heavy heart. Even when he was a fool without a soul and a soul, his thoughts were so deep that he had gouged out the cinnabar in his heart, but now his soul is complete and his thoughts are all back.
Regarding the matter that Yi Mo kept silent, Liu Yan also had a guess in his heart, he made the worst plan, and the so-called worst was just Yi Mo's death. For life and death, Liu Yan always takes lightly, if Yi Mo dies, how can he live alone.
But to die together.
He just wants an answer.
Sometimes people are like this, they can't get out of the cliché, just like a husband and wife break up, the next wife always asks hard, but in fact there is no need to ask again, why bother to ask after they have broken up.
Liu Yan clearly planned for the worst, but still wanted to get a concrete answer from Yi Mo's mouth. From this, it can be seen that he is destined to be a worldly person, unable to leave the world, but to enter the world. In fact, there is also a subtle and unattainable hope—whether you can answer me, there is no accident.
It's okay, don't let anything happen.
Can you just accompany and carry each other like this, and keep the full years of your life.
Can you make up for the shortcomings and incompleteness of the past with this lifetime.
Really old.
Liu Yan knew that she was old, too old to want to make waves, and couldn't stand the waves, they entangled for three generations, overcame thorns and thorns, which one was not dripping with blood. Both were wounded by the thorns on the opponent's body. Now two hundred years have passed, let them pull out the thorns in each other's bodies, only the bloody wounds are left, they just hugged each other, there can be no more twists and turns. There are twists and turns, Liu Yan doesn't know if she can bear it.
Liu Yan was scared.
He was afraid that they would not be able to stay together properly, and that they would be separated before they could lick each other's wounds.
Yi Mo knew he shouldn't answer his question.
You shouldn't answer, because the answer is not beautiful, it can even be called cruel, and it may ruin the harmony and happiness that is only half a year away. At the same time, Yi Mo knew this person too well - he had been a pro-goer, if he didn't get the answer, maybe he would be sick for the rest of the half year, even if he took medicine and healed up, he couldn't be happy. Just like what he has shown in the past six months, without any sign, laughing every day, playing around and thinking for a while, Yi Mo decided to tell him—in fact, there is nothing to say.
Yi Mo said, "There is still half a year."
Facing Liu Yan's eyes that became clear soon after being suspicious, Yi Mo did not elaborate further, he would not say "For your memory of the third life, I only have one year left", he never said such words. If he didn't say anything, Liu Yan would understand. Besides making Liu Yan feel uncomfortable, what else would it do? Besides, this matter is what he wants, because he is willing, so there is no need to say it, and it is hypocritical to say it.
Liu Yan nodded, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, the answer was already known, no different from what he had guessed, so: "We only have half a year left." Liu Yan said with a calm demeanor.
So calm that even those regrets of loss, pain and guilt are restrained one by one, and no one knows except himself.
"Only half a year left." Yi Mo agreed.
Liu Yan twitched the corners of her lips and said, "Half a year is fine."
Yes, that's good too.
The remaining half year, and the half year spent, adding and subtracting, finally, in the past two hundred years, they have been in love with each other for a year.
Three hundred and sixty-five days a year is not a lot. Not a lot. Liu Yan advised herself to be content. After getting married and paying homage, they still have a year to be an ordinary couple.
Liu Yan raised her hand to cover her face, and said in a low voice, "It's very good."
very good.
Shen Jue got up to collect the dishes, and walked out silently. He already knew about it, so he wasn't surprised or sad.
There are times in life to get together and sometimes to disperse, even though he is a monster, he can't stop the fate of dispersing in a hurry.
He is their son, and a son has no other duty than to serve while he can. Don't ask for forever, but ask for no regrets.
Yi Mo walked over, hugged Liu Yan, and whispered in his ear, "Don't cry."
Liu Yan shook her head: "I didn't cry."
Yi Mo let out a "hmm" and told him to cover his eyes with his hands, and never exposed this obvious lie.
The two hugged quietly for a while, Liu Yan said in a low voice: "In the first life, you and I have been together for thirteen years."
"Um."
"Second life, not even ten years."
"Yes."
"This life is only for one year."
"If we had been together, it would have been fourteen years." Yi Mo said softly, "But at that time, you were a fool."
"If you want to be a fool, maybe you can last longer."
"I want to be a fool, and I want to be not stupid." Yi Mo smiled: "Although I am a monster, I am no less greedy than ordinary people, so one year is enough."
Therefore, it can be regarded as the retribution of greed. It's just this retribution, he is happy. Not to mention only one year, one day is enough, but not one day, as long as one can see it, it is enough.
As long as it can make up for these three lives, there should be no regrets.
Don't ask for it, don't love to leave, don't cry - I have always liked you.
Lowering her head and sniffing the fragrance of the person in her arms, Yi Mo said in her heart: I like you.
"I like you."
It was Liu Yan who said it.
Yi Mo chuckled, held him tightly in his arms, and said, "I know."
Liu Yan said, "I know too."
There is no reason for this, but it is straightforward - I know I like you, so if you are not here, I will follow.
We can't live together, but we want to die together!
Yi Mo kissed his forehead, "Let's rest earlier, he's still sick."
Liu Yan let out a "hmm", just at this moment, Xiaobao brought two buckets of hot water into the house, and asked them to freshen up. It is true that there is a family with children, harmony and beauty, even if there is only one year left, I am willing.
In the past with Shen Jue around, no matter how close the two were, there was still a limit, and it was naturally Liu Yan who set up this limit. Today, however, he didn't respond much, and sat in Yi Mo's arms, letting him undo his hair crown and outer robe.
Shen Jue didn't go out with the empty bucket until she took off her shirt, and Liu Yan never avoided it.
After washing, Liu Yan was lying on the bed, the cold air was overwhelming in the winter night, Yi Mo turned on the brazier, so that the charcoal and wood would burn tepidly, it would not turn into ashes in an instant, nor would it be extinguished. Spread the heat until dawn.
There used to be too much excitement between them, but now it's too late to slow down.
Yi Mo uncovered the quilt and lay down, facing her wrapped warm body, her hot body was warmer than usual, Yi Mo was not polite, she stretched out her hands into her arms and hugged her, the quilt warmed up after a while stand up.
Liu Yan's hand in the quilt was not honest, first caressed his chest and back for a while, then touched his leg, lingered on the smooth and firm texture for a while, then slid to Yimo's leg, brushing back and forth on that thing After a few clicks, he held it, and held the penis in his palm. The whole movement was colorless, and he closed his eyes and caressed slowly, as if he was a bit lazy because of illness.
Since Liu Yan fell ill, the two of them have been spared this matter at night, and it has been a long time, so Yi Mo naturally thought about it, so he let him touch it twice, then stood up, and stood proudly under his hands, I can't hold it with my hands. Knowing that he was moved, Liu Yan also opened her eyes, her face flushed, she leaned over to kiss Yi Mo's lips, the lips were glued together, Liu Yan whispered: "I miss you."
These four words are very lingering, and the color suddenly rises, covering it from all directions.
Yi Mo's voice became hoarse for two minutes, and said in a low voice, "I miss you too."
Liu Yan smiled when he heard this, and rubbed his cheek against his face, the gesture was like a small animal, extraordinarily intimate, gentle enough to make one's heart soften, and whispered: "Come in."
Because he was sick, Yi Mo hesitated, Liu Yan said again: "Slower."
Yi Mo kissed his lips, and rubbed his lips together, rubbing his cheeks together, like two small animals playing, while rubbing, turned over and covered him under him.
Their naked bodies were close together, Yi Mo slowly kissed and bit his neck, nibbled lightly and then let go, licking with the tip of her tongue, sucking her lips, Liu Yan made a low sound, like liking, and then Turning his head away as if he couldn't bear it, revealing a large area of neck skin, allowing him to print a large number of marks. Deep or shallow red marks gradually spread on the side of his neck. Everyone knows that no matter how deep the marks are, they will disappear after a few days.
Just like lust, no matter how crazy the orgasm is, it will eventually fall back to the bottom. But when doing this, no one can escape and focus on the matter itself at this moment.
After carefully digging and lubricating enough, Yimo pushed himself against the entrance, and then squeezed in bit by bit. The warm and humid place was warmer than before, and he got entangled when he entered. Yi Mo was originally worried about his body, but after slowly advancing, he found that such a soothing movement seemed to make Liu Yan more sensitive.
The wet inside wrapped him tightly, wringing him non-stop, as if trembling, producing subtle movements. Every time he pushed forward, Liu Yan would tremble under him, and his body would naturally shrink, making him so sticky that he couldn't help but After escaping, Yi Mo breathed a sigh of relief and stood still for a moment until he was completely submerged.
Liu Yan hummed in a low voice, hugging his back, although the two of them were motionless, they could feel the slight pulse coming from there, one was being imprisoned, the other was being imprisoned. But comfortable and sweet bondage.
Tonight, Yi Mo was very slow, pushing in slowly every time, and then pulling out slowly, the time was stretched extremely long, the part that was invaded was wet with his mouth open, anxious from waiting, Liu Yan couldn't help moaning. This time it was not as intense as before, it slowly made his waist soft, and every time he was filled, he felt as if he was going to climax, as if his soul had been ironed by that thing, making him numb. I couldn't even hang on my legs, and they were limply separated on both sides.
Yi Mo's breathing was messy, and he bit his ear and said, "What's going on tonight? I'm so excited."
Liu Yan closed her eyes, her face was flushed, and she moaned intermittently: "I...don't know..." Then she shivered again, a layer of sweat broke out on her body, the heat in the quilt was unbearable, Lian Yimo All feel a little hot. Liu Yan wanted to take off the quilt, but was stopped by Yi Mo, who wrapped the two tightly in the quilt, and said: "I'm sick, don't catch a cold."
Liu Yan's eyes were narrowed into a slit, and the water vapor inside seemed to be overflowing, and she said coquettishly: "I'm hot, hold me tighter."
Having known each other for so many years, this person has never been coquettish, Yi Mo couldn't help biting his lip, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hold him tightly."
Liu Yan's mind was dizzy, and when he heard the words, he said "um", and said, "then be tighter."
Yi Mo tightened his arms, as if trying to strangle him into his body. His lower body was still calm, and every time he pressed against the inner wall, he slowly penetrated deeply, so that the tightened inside was firmly locked, and there were waves and waves. A tremor. Liu Yan was so soft that he couldn't even hold his arms, and slipped down from his neck repeatedly.
"So comfortable?" Yi Mo asked, pushed it in again, the wet place was soft and hot, wrapped around his roots and sucked, the pleasure spread from the tailbone to the whole body, making people's minds confused, Yi Mo himself replied: "It's really comfortable."
Moaning, Liu Yan's consciousness had already drifted away, and he responded in a trance: "Comfortable..." After speaking, he trembled under the slow thrust of his penis, and his waist trembled and released semen.
Because he was sick, Yi Mo was not willing to toss about any longer, and wanted to stop when he exited, but Liu Yan refused, with his limp legs hanging on his waist again, and his voice was soft and sensual, "I still want to. "
"..." Yi Mo rushed in again, and couldn't help but said, "Don't blame me if you can't get up tomorrow."
"When did I blame you?" Liu Yan twisted her waist and bickered with him, the familiar pleasure came back again, and soon softened, saying: "The remaining six months, let's live like this."
Yi Mo buried herself in his body, thinking very comfortably, this proposal is really good.
In the limited time, do things of infinite joy, and connect together in the most intimate way.
Although he knew the final ending, but this ending, if he was with him.
There is nothing to be afraid of.