Jian Xiuyun was taken aback and almost made a sound.
When he looked up, he saw that Kan Wenxiao had woken up at some point, looking at him quietly with a smile in his eyes.
Jian Xiuyun was still nestled in Kan Wenxiao's arms. The distance between the two was so close that Jian Xiuyun felt that he could even count the eyelashes on his eyes.
However, Kan Wenxiao didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, and still hugged him calmly.
Jian Xiuyun had no choice but to move away a little on his own initiative, and replied in a low voice, "I didn't think about anything."
Seeing this, Kan Wenxiao casually set up a barrier to separate Lin Liaoting and the others, and asked, "Master, is there something on your mind?"
Jian Xiuyun looked at him with a complicated expression, and thought to himself, there wasn't one, but when you come back, you have it.
But on the surface, he just said perfunctorily: "Who can still have a few things on his mind."
Kan Wenxiao didn't seem to see his perfunctory, put his head on Jian Xiuyun's shoulder, and said softly: "Master, you can tell me, maybe I can help you."
Jian Xiuyun: "..."
What happened to be so close all of a sudden? Even five years ago, the two of them didn't do this.
Jian Xiuyun clenched his hands tightly, resisting the urge to push his head over, and said, "It's a bit hot, go over there."
As soon as the words fell, the hand was held, and then, bursts of cool internal force were sent over.
"There's no room over there." Kan Wenxiao replied, ignoring the half-foot distance between him and Lin Liaoting.
"Is it still hot?" Kan Wenxiao asked.
Jian Xiuyun was suffocated, and decided to find an inn no matter how late tomorrow.
Four people sleep together, it is really too crowded.
Jian Xiuyun broke away from his hand, and replied with some embarrassment: "It's not hot anymore, it's getting late, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."
Saying that, without waiting for Kan Wenxiao's answer, he closed his eyes.
Jian Xiuyun seemed to hear a chuckle, but it wasn't real.
After a while, there was heat on his ears, itching, and then he heard a sentence, "Master, what a dream."
Jian Xiuyun didn't respond, and pretended to be fast asleep.
My heart is already in a mess.
After the reunion, Kan Wenxiao's attitude towards him was really strange.
It made him a little flustered.
He asked himself that this life has been pretty good to him, and it was Kan Wenxiao who gave him the chance to go out in the Mirror of Nothing five years ago.
He even wanted to drag Kan Wenxiao along with him.
Not to mention full marks for this wave of performance, at least it should pass.
It stands to reason that she shouldn't treat him like she did in her previous life.
But Jian Xiuyun still didn't know what to do. In his previous life, he was ignored and treated coldly. In this life, there was another five years between them.
He really wasn't sure that Kan Wenxiao could completely let go of the pain caused by so many years of mistreatment by relying on the little bit of hypocrisy before.
Although Kan Wenxiao now looks like a master and apprentice to him.
But Kan Wenxiao's indifference and resistance to him in his previous life was only a child's thing, and he learned to put everything in his heart when he grew up.
Even seeing him smile.
He will also carefully prepare gifts for his birthday.
At that time, on the surface, he also looked like a teacher who was not kind but filial.
Yu Shaozhi even carefully mentioned to himself not to be too harsh on Kan Wenxiao.
Even though he lived two lifetimes, he never felt that he saw through Kan Wenxiao.
What's more, he was taught such a tragic lesson in his previous life.
Why.
Jian Xiuyun let out a long sigh in his heart.
Sure enough, the momentary soft-heartedness back then was the root of all evil.
If there is another life, he will not accept a single apprentice.
These days in the ancient stone city, the spirit collapsed too much. Now that he has relaxed, his body is indeed exhausted, and Jian Xiuyun's consciousness gradually blurred.
"What are you going to do again?" Jian Xiuyun's hair was disheveled and his voice was hoarse. The white clothes on his body had long lost their original color and became filthy. Heavy iron chains hung on his hands and feet, dragging on the ground, making harsh noises. sound.
The person in front didn't answer, just pulled his wrist and kept walking forward.
The man walked vigorously, Jian Xiuyun was taken from the golden core, and his body was injured, so he couldn't keep up with his pace.
The man never stopped.
Jian Xiuyun was dragged into an extremely embarrassing situation.
After an unknown amount of time, the man finally stopped, opened the door in front of him, and pushed him in.
Jian Xiuyun was thrown on the ground, surrounded by darkness, only the doorway where the man was standing was still a piece of light.
Jian Xiuyun finally saw his face clearly, it was Kan Wenxiao, he was looking at him from above, his cheeks were divided into two halves by the shadow, one half was as handsome as a god, and the other half was as cold as a devil.
"Recently, I got a new way to play, and I want to try it with Shizun." He laughed.
Seeing his smile, Jian Xiuyun shuddered.
"Are you the only one locked up in this dungeon? Try everything on me." Jian Xiuyun broke down, holding back his fear.
The smile on Kan Wenxiao's face stopped, and his voice was cold, as if holding ice in his mouth, "Of course not, but who makes Master the most pleasing to me." Said, the door slowly closed.
The light in front of him disappeared little by little.
Jian Xiuyun was locked in darkness.
There is nothing in the huge room, only four walls and a teapot of water.
At first he didn't understand what Kan Wenxiao meant.
But later I realized.
There is no time, no people, no light, no food, nothing, he is alone here.
He didn't know how long he had been locked up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the ultimate silence and darkness.
Jian Xiuyun was almost driven crazy.
At that time, he even felt that as long as he could go out, he would be willing to do whatever Kan Wenxiao asked him to do.
Kan Wenxiao tortured him for so long.
He cried out in pain and shed blood, but for the first time he shed tears.
He lay on the ground, full of despair.
I feel like death is a relief.
After extreme pain comes numbness. Jian Xiuyun struggled to get up, found the broken teapot, found the largest piece, and cut his own neck.
Blood gushed out, and the pain hit instantly, overwhelming him, overwhelming him.
But he breathed a sigh of relief, unexpectedly relaxed.
Relieved, he thought.
But when I opened my eyes again, it was still the same dungeon.
His wound has been bandaged.
Kan Wenxiao's angry voice came from beside him, "You want to die, do I agree?"
Jian Xiuyun only felt that something in his heart was completely shattered.
His eyes were empty, he looked at Kan Wenxiao for a long time, and suddenly screamed while holding his head.
"ah… "
Jian Xiuyun sat up abruptly, his head covered in cold sweat.
"Master?"
Jian Xiuyun raised his head upon hearing the sound, and saw Kan Wenxiao sitting beside him holding a bowl of porridge.
Jian Xiuyun's pupils dilated instantly, and he raised his hand to push him away, but he didn't touch him, but knocked over the bowl in Kan Wenxiao's hand, and all the porridge with white smoke fell on him.
Kan Wenxiao didn't seem to feel it, instead he leaned closer and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Jian Xiuyun stared at him blankly, his eyes were moist, filled with endless fear and despair, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, the lingering fear in his heart had not yet disappeared, his slender fingers tightly clutched the quilt on his body, controlling his emotions.
He hadn't dreamed about the events of his previous life for too long.
The comfortable life has been so long that he has forgotten how miserable he was in the past.
The cramped dungeon and the painful punishment made him breathless when he recalled it suddenly.
Jian Xiuyun recalled Kan Wenxiao's phrase "good dream" before going to bed, and felt that his mouth was too open.
"Master?" Kan Wenxiao looked at him nervously and called out cautiously.
Jian Xiuyun forced a smile, and dodged, "It's okay, I'm having a nightmare."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and found that he was alone on the bed.
"Everyone is up? What time is it?" Jian Xiuyun abruptly changed the subject.
"Master." Kan Wenxiao's voice suddenly became serious.
He straightened Jian Xiuyun's body, let him look at him, and said slowly: "This is not the first time I have seen you having a nightmare. Every time the nightmare ends, you will resist me very much."
Speaking of this, Kan Wenxiao's voice became difficult, "Is it me, your nightmare?"