This is the sound coming from outside the palace, but it seems to be ringing in the ear.
Although no one has been seen, just the voice has made people see the unruly red-haired man.
Chu Muyun calmed down completely. He looked at the hookah and asked softly, "Do you want to continue?"
They are still doing the most intimate things.
Shen Shisha stared at him silently.
Chu Muyun turned his head slightly and said slowly, "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry."
When Shen Shiyan heard his words, he only felt ironic to the extreme. He lowered his head and bit his exposed white neck fiercely. He tasted blood and left traces, but it was not enough. How could it be? !
I don't know the so-called thousand years, the three thousand years of hesitation, the unwillingness to recognize each other after meeting, and finally only these three words in exchange, how can he be reconciled
Chu Muyun didn't move, let him toss and turn, but a pair of eyes seemed to have left his body, looking at him indifferently from a very high place.
Watching him lose his temper, watching him go mad, watching him fall into a ruthless emotion, in a state of embarrassment.
An indescribable sense of humiliation rose in Shen Shisha's heart. This was not given at this moment. It was given for a long, long time, during countless desperate and painful struggles and wanderings.
If you kill him, will he belong to him
In the bottom of Shen Shisha's heart are all crazy thoughts that are irrational, but he knows very sadly that it is useless. Killing him just gives him a chance to escape.
But... he couldn't trap him.
Under the strong capture, what Shen Shisha felt in his heart was an unspeakable sense of helplessness.
I only care about this person all my life, and even the meaning of life is tied to him, but this person does not want to belong to him.
Chu Muyun's demeanor was very calm. He looked at the sinking hookah gently, and even put a soothing kiss on his forehead. His voice seemed to have crossed time and space and returned to the time when we first met.
The strong him, the young him.
The sound was like hot sand, flowing in his ears, covering his entire life warmly.
"It's my fault, don't cry."
Shen Shisha finally stopped moving, he looked at Chu Muyun, tears fell silently, but there was no fragile emotion on his delicate face, but the extremely deep emotion suppressed by the strength was especially shocking.
"Why exactly?"
Chu Muyun closed his eyes: "There's no reason, it's over when it's over."
Shen Shisha stared at him: "So you don't want me anymore?"
Chu Muyun said softly: "After I die, I will forget a lot of things. Sometimes it's too painful. I will forget more, but slowly I will remember some vague images."
Chu Muyun had never said this, and Shen Shisha couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false for a while.
Just listen to him continue: "For example... I remember that I love someone deeply, sometimes he is a cute boy, sometimes he is a handsome adult, I remember him, but I can't see him, but such feelings But it surrounds me from time to time."
"Actually, it's better to forget all the past and present life, so as to live a new life, but I can't seem to forget it."
"But it's in the past, what if I think about it again? The days I lost my memory started a new life, I met other people, and I met people I cared about... I can't always live in the past, always Carrying everyone..."
Chu Muyun shook his head in pain: "...The debt I owe is too much, I... don't know how to pay it back."
After saying this, he raised his head again and looked at Shen Shisha seriously: "Xiaoyan, when I die, I am no longer Shen Yun, and I am no longer Ling Mu, I..."
Shen Shisha looked at him without blinking, as if to distinguish the truth from the false.
Is what he said true? Is Ayun lying to him? Was this a lie told to leave him
For four thousand years, he has known too much, so he no longer knows how to believe him.
Chu Muyun couldn't see what he was thinking.
He slowly lowered his eyes, his voice was still calm, but his fingers were clenched, and the knuckles were white.
"Look, you can't trust me anymore. If two people don't even have the most basic trust, they will torture each other together. We..."
"I believe you." Shen Shisha interrupted him, speaking in a cold but persistent tone, "I believe everything you said."
Chu Muyun suddenly looked up at him.
Shen Shisha sighed softly and said softly: "Give me a chance, okay? I won't hurt you again, I won't let you die, you stay by my side, just look at me, only think about me, the others You don't have to worry about it, you don't need to carry anything, I can help you solve it, you just need to... "
Chu Muyun was stunned.
Shen Shiyan found out and saw the pain flashing in Chu Muyun's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, like a flood of beasts, the terrifying dark emotions slaughtered frantically, and in an instant, the gentle warmth that had finally risen in his heart was devoured.
His voice lost its warmth: "You can't let Ling Xuan go."
Chu Muyun's body froze.
Shen Shisha's hoarse tone was full of paranoia and despair: "You don't care about me at all, what you say is burdened with everything, in fact, you have already put it down, forgot about me, forgot Mo Jiushao, forgot Xie Qianlan, you are only thinking about the outside world. That lunatic!"
Chu Muyun's face turned pale, but his back was straight, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he refused to say any more.
But sometimes, behind the silence is the answer.
Shen Shisha suddenly got up, his eyes turned completely black and dull: "Wait for me to come back."
Chu Muyun realized what he was going to do, and followed suit, he said anxiously, "What are you going to do!"
The corner of Shen Shisha's mouth evoked a strange arc: "Don't you know?"
Seeing the unease in Chu Muyun's eyes, a malicious pleasure rose in Shen Shisha's heart, and he said softly, "I killed Xie Qianlan, and now I can kill Ling Xuan!"
"Shen Shisha!" Chu Muyun almost never called his full name.
Shen Shiyan smiled even more beautifully. He raised his hand, grabbed Chu Muyun's chin, and said infinitely tenderly, "Ayun, I can't live without you, so... it doesn't matter what you do, as long as I can get you."
There was a trace of panic in Chu Muyun's eyes, and he tried to hold him, but his body's cultivation was not enough, so how could he stop him.
Shen Shisha walked out of the room, raised his hand to remove the defensive formation surrounding the entire palace, and faced Ling Xuan.
The wind was surging, and the man who fell like a crimson light was as handsome as the rising sun.
Not seen for three thousand years, the simple little wolf dog disappeared, replaced by an arrogant and unruly, angry emperor who was full of flamboyant and wanton eyes.
Chu Muyun followed, looked up, and met Ling Xuan's eyes.
Ling Xuan's thin lips were slightly hooked, and the smile was full of jokes: "Duoduo, I'm here to pick you up."
Chu Muyun: "..."