Chu Muyun was greatly shocked, and he was completely unable to return to his senses.
And at this moment, a breath fluctuated, and someone came.
Before Chu Muyun turned his head, he heard a familiar voice calling him softly, "Ayun..."
Obviously it is a good voice to hear, but it is filled with sadness because of excessive caution, as if he can see a crying child when he turns his head.
Chu Muyun's heart was slammed, his body stiffened, but he still turned around slowly.
Under the golden sunset, the man standing there was dressed in purple clothes, and the transparent tulle of the outer cover seemed to absorb the golden light, shining with radiance.
The splendid clothes and the robes that drag the floor are not as good as the exquisite appearance that amazes the entire sunset and clear sky.
There is a cinnabar mole on his forehead, and his eyes are like star ink. His thin lips are slightly pursed, like a sea of affectionate overturning, and what is swept straight is the softest part of the heart.
Chu Muyun looked at him without blinking.
Shen Shisha stepped forward and hugged him with all his strength. His strength was heavy, but his movements were very light. Such contradictions perfectly explained his mood at the moment.
I can't wait to embed this person in the bones, so that he can never leave him; but I am worried that he will be injured and that he will be sad, so I carefully hold it to the tip of my heart, and give the gentlest tenderness, even if he falls, tramples It's his internal organs.
Really... there's really nothing more ecstatic than what's been lost.
Chu Muyun let him hold it.
Shen Shisha has recovered his memory, he remembered everything, but this did not erase his obsession with A Yun, on the contrary, it was infinitely aggravated.
Ayun stayed with him for ten years.
Ten years, for his long life, it was almost insignificant, but compared to these ten years, the countless years and everything in the past seemed so boring, so dark, and so worthless. nostalgia.
Without these ten years, he would never know that there is one person in this world who can make him learn to let go because he wants to get it.
Without these ten years, he would never understand that what is better than blindly plundering and possessing is what this person has done to him.
Selfless, beautiful, unparalleled.
If his life is a distant and endless void, then what A Yun has done in the past ten years is to light up countless sparks in the dark void.
So... he easily occupied all his sights, all his senses, all his... obsessions.
Can't bear to lose him, can't even think about it.
Shen Shisha brought Chu Muyun back to Wuqing Palace.
This palace haunted by frost and fog is very much like a heavenly palace that has fallen into the world. The fog is a cloud, and the cloud is a fairy.
Chu Muyun has been in a trance, quiet and silent, not saying a word.
Shisha Shen was completely caught up in the ecstasy of finding him, aware of his strangeness, but still deceiving himself and not mentioning it.
From the outside, this misty palace is out of reach, like a fairyland, but after walking in, the familiarity that came upon his face made Chu Muyun really froze.
Straight white jade steps, the magnificent hall of red tiles and gold bricks. Familiar layout, familiar style, and the grass and trees along the road, the winding corridor leading to the back garden where the flowers are in full bloom. The garden carries countless memories, which belong to only two people.
Behind the garden is Houshan Lake, which is built on the mountain and the lake is blue and clear. In summer, the sun shakes down, like a layer of golden sand, the waves are shimmering, and the beautiful scenery is self-contained; in autumn, when the fallen leaves touch, it is like a floating boat singing late, and it is very comfortable; and in winter, the lake water is covered with a layer of thick ice, covering the lake. Staying clear, but unable to restrain the elegance, the chills swirled up, and there was a sense of tranquility in the cold.
For countless years, Chu Muyun clearly remembered that he and he were in this palace, in front of this beautiful Houshan Lake, loving each other.
- Tianlin Palace.
This palace that was supposed to be in the distant human world now appeared in the demon world.
Appeared in this unpopular Wuqing Palace like a fairyland.
Chu Muyun stared blankly, and walked forward step by step, his eyes wandering, full of stunnedness and astonishment.
What he sighed was: every bit of this temple bears all the affection of his own efforts; what he was astonished was: why... these unique memories of him and Xie Qianlan would appear here
Will appear in... the devil's palace.
It took Shen Shisha four years to turn Wuqing Palace into Tianlin Palace, the place where he and Ayun stayed together.
He has an extraordinary memory, so nothing here is wrong in the slightest.
He has been waiting, waiting for Ayun to come, waiting for him to see with his own eyes, to see all his thoughts.
—All the affections contained in this flower, grass, brick and stone.
And now, he is finally back.
Chu Muyun couldn't recover for a long time. He walked and watched tirelessly over and over again, but he didn't dare to touch it from beginning to end.
Because everything in front of me is too illusory, too unreal.
This should be the scene in his memory, this should be unique to him and Xie Qianlan, but now... appearing here, a place that shouldn't appear.
Love and hate reversed.
Even after seeing those pictures, Chu Muyun was shocked but didn't believe it. How could it be reversed? How could such a ridiculous thing happen
Who is the person he loves, will he not know
Can he not tell the difference between what he and Xie Qianlan have experienced
No one can question how deep and strong the relationship between them is.
How could he hate Xie Qianlan? How could he hate someone who he loved to the bone.
It's ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!
Chu Muyun watched, a group of anger rose from the blood, and finally gathered together, occupying the entire chest, he finally stopped and turned to look at the sinking hookah.
He hadn't said a word to him for so long, and now he spoke his name.
"Sink the hookah."
Shen Shisha had been following him, and suddenly hearing his voice, he was a little stunned, but soon...
The surprise in those gorgeous eyes was undisguised, and the infatuation on the delicate face was undisguised. He missed him, missed him, waited for him, and stopped every minute, so when he heard his voice at this moment, he still had a kind of feeling. The beauty of being in a dream.
In the next instant, Chu Muyun pulled him from heaven to hell: "How long are you going to play with me?"
The corners of Shen Shisha's raised mouth were frozen as if frozen.
Chu Muyun stared at him, his eyes full of regret and regret: "What do you want? What do you want from me? Body? Sex? Do you know how much I hate you and how much I hate you? You? You threatened me, coerced me, controlled me with that filthy thing!"
"Shen Shisha, I'd rather die than see you again!"