Unfortunately, I can only think about it. In this situation, Chu Muyun should be the one who was 'tortured and cried'.
For two full months, Chu Muyun, this little white flower, lived in darkness and was completely self-avoiding.
He didn't want to face his own feelings, he didn't want to face the possible future, and he didn't want to confirm the cruel fact that 'Mo Jiushao didn't like him' over and over again.
If it wasn't for Yan Chen's interference, Chu Muyun would have been hiding such thoughts, secretly liking, ignorantly secretly in love, and would never have the courage to pierce this layer of window paper.
But... Yan Shen ruined everything.
The lingering of the five nights completely ripened Chu Muyun's budding love, turning it into a big tree in the sky, taking root in the heart, spreading branches and leaves, and finally spreading all over the blood. As soon as I woke up, everything was in jeopardy.
How can a fifteen-year-old boy face all this? It was really disheartening to the point of almost collapsing.
Chu Muyun: "00, see if my psychoanalysis is correct."
Zero: "I don't quite understand."
Chu Muyun: "Okay, you are the truly pure little white flower."
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun took hold of his emotions and began to play.
"Father..." His voice trembled, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to say just two words. The throbbing pain in his heart made him gasp for a while, "Are you really...let me go?"
Mo Jiushao was sitting beside the bed, but the distance between the two was not very close, because Chu Muyun hid in the corner, and it seemed that he couldn't bear to even get close to him. This attitude made his eyes darken slightly, and there was a hint in his voice. A little lonely: "I will not interfere with your decision."
Chu Muyun raised his head abruptly, the moonlight was bright, but his complexion seemed to be paler than Jiaoyue, but his eyes were dark, filled with despair and resentment, and his voice suddenly rose a lot: "You just want to drive me away. Right? You're just annoying me, you're just annoying me! You're just trying to get rid of me!"
His furious roar made Mo Jiushao frown, his thin lips pursed slightly, his cold tone softened a few times because of a little anger: "What are you talking about?"
Chu Muyun couldn't control it anymore, he stared at him, the huge loss gripped his heart, the deep despair melted into the blood made him tremble slightly: "Since you don't want to support me, why do you want to save me? Why? Bring me back? If you don't want to be responsible, you might as well let me die in... "
"Shut up!" Mo Jiushao interrupted him, his voice was cold, "Don't talk about yourself like that."
Chu Muyun looked at his cold demeanor, and at the face that he read into the bone marrow, he felt heartbroken, and said, "I don't want you to save me, I'd rather you didn't adopt me..."
Mo Jiushao stood up suddenly, the silver-white robe dragged on the ground, the smooth arc was like the ice water in the deep pool of ten thousand years, and the cold infiltrated: "I don't want me to save you... Who do you want? Yan Shen!" The last three Word, he lowered his tone abruptly, and the sudden burst of power almost made the surrounding air tense.
Chu Muyun didn't realize it. When he heard the name, he only felt that his crushed heart had been violently hit again: Yan Shen destroyed everything, but it also made him see everything clearly.
I saw the hopeless love that I could never get in my entire life.
Chu Muyun looked at him fearlessly, and suddenly raised his lips, forming a gorgeous smile: "Yes, if Uncle Yan Chen saved me, that would be great!"
When the words fell, the already tense atmosphere was like falling into an ice cellar, and even the breath was filled with thin cold air.
Mo Jiushao stared at him without blinking.
Chu Muyun raised his head stubbornly, masochistically refusing to move away.
Zero: "QAQ"
Chu Muyun took time to return to him: "What's wrong?"
Zero: "So cruel..."
Chu Muyun: "It's not suitable for children for a while, remember to cover your eyes."
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun: "^_^"
Qianluan Peak is located in a very high place, which is close to the sky, so the moonlight here is much brighter than other places, but no matter how bright it is, the dark night will not dissipate even a little bit, but it is constantly changing. It devoured this beautiful silvery white, just like the dark and crazy emotions that ate away the inner reason.
The two of them were deadlocked like this. After Chu Muyun's eyes slowly turned red, Mo Jiushao finally sighed. He restrained the frost-like pressure, and in his cold and indifferent voice, he was full of greed and helplessness. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Why Yan Chen?"
why it's not me.
Chu Muyun's lips trembled violently, he paused for a long time before saying, "...I don't know."
Mo Jiushao's eyes darkened slightly: "That's right." There is never a reason to like someone.
In the short two-sentence dialogue, everyone has unspoken meanings, but unfortunately no one has fully explained it.
Mo Jiushao regained his cool and cold appearance, he turned around slowly, his dark hair was blown by the breeze, setting off a moving arc... It's a pity that it was like a cloud in the sky, illusory, unable to grasp, unable to hold, gradually walking. Far.
Chu Muyun watched helplessly, and finally couldn't hold back the crushing suffocation and utter despair: "...Father."
Mo Jiushao turned his back and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, since you like Yan Chen, I will fulfill you. With me here, he will never dare to let you down."
His light-hearted words completely angered Chu Muyun. He got out of bed and stepped on the hem of his clothes because he was in a hurry. He stumbled a bit, but he quickly stabilized his body and used strength to pull She grabbed Mo Jiushao's arm.
Mo Jiushao stopped.
There was a crazy scarlet color in Chu Muyun's clear eyes: "Why should I meet you?"
Mo Jiushao turned his face sideways and stared at him blankly.
Chu Muyun seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and completely collapsed: "Mo Jiushao, I don't want you to be my father, I never wanted to..."
"Chu Muyun," Mo Jiushao turned around abruptly, his slender fingers pinched his chin, his eyes condensed: "Have you had enough trouble!"
Chu Muyun didn't move and just stared at him stiffly.
Mo Jiushao seemed to be really angry, his voice was as cold as ice slag: "If you like Yan Chen, I will fulfill you; if you want to leave, I will not stop you; take whatever you lack, and the whole Qianluan You can take whatever you want! But what right do you have to say that I shouldn't save you? What right do you have to say that I don't deserve to be your father!"
Throughout the night, Chu Muyun lingered on the brink of collapse several times without shedding a tear, but after hearing his words, the despair could no longer be suppressed.
Since he was destined to never see each other for the rest of his life, what scruples did he have? Since this is the last goodbye, what else is there to be afraid of
Big drops of tears fell rustling, and Chu Muyun's voice collapsed to the extreme: "If you don't save me, if you're not so nice to me, if I didn't meet you, I wouldn't...will not fall in love with you."
When he said these words, indescribable astonishment flashed in Mo Jiushao's eyes.
After a long silence, his voice trembled slightly: "What did you say?"
Chu Muyun couldn't say a complete sentence at all.
Mo Jiushao was stunned, then he looked at Chu Muyun, and asked almost cautiously, "Xiaoyun, you just said... Who are you in love with?"
Chu Muyun made a difficult voice: "I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, but I like you... Father, I like you!"
Mo Jiushao froze for a moment: "But you and Yan Chen..."
"He's become like you! I thought it was you, I thought you..." It was so embarrassing that Chu Muyun couldn't go on.
Mo Jiushao's always calm and calm eyes were full of inconceivable: "Xiaoyun..."
Chu Muyun said everything, and his demeanor was completely lost: "You don't have to hate me, I will leave, I know that I... um..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Jiushao kissed his lips suddenly.
It was followed by a frantic and exciting long drive, as if the withered grass that had been devastated for the whole winter suddenly encountered a prairie flame, and it burned in an instant. The infinitely spreading gesture was almost unstoppable.
Chu Muyun: "Fuck, it's not a waste of time to act, this sullen 'arrogant' is really exciting to be wild!"
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun: "Close your eyes, close your eyes, hurry up."
zero: = =
Chu Muyun praised: "What an obedient and good baby."
It's a pity that the baby is in retreat, and the baby can't hear.
In the previous time with jealousy, Chu Muyun kept suppressing the kiss in order to pretend to be unfamiliar, but this time with arrogance, he was so scruples.
First, Mo Jiushao had done enough foreshadowing, and secondly, this kind of outburst of emotion should have been a little hotter.
Thinking about Xiao Baihua's psychology carefully, how could this kind of lost and found, this kind of life after death, this kind of great joy that the gospel suddenly descended from the sky, how could it be suppressed
Of course, Chu Muyun still didn't dare to let it go too far. Mo Jiushao would definitely find it tricky if he played too much.
But this is not bad, Mo Jiushao will play very well, and he has an ascetic appearance, but his kissing skills are outstanding, and his provocative methods are comparable to those of jealous little swindlers.
In order to pretend to be tender, Chu Muyun didn't hold back deliberately, and gave a serious shot.
In fact, Chu Muyun knew that Mo Jiushao would not do it to the end for the time being. After all, he was still too young, and this guy played a lover, how could he not take care of this
Sure enough, after Chu Muyun shot, Mo Jiushao stopped, but his slender fingers were still wandering on his back.
Chu Muyun was satisfied, and was willing to continue acting with him: "Father...I..." His voice was too low, and he seemed to be still uneasy. The feeling of weightlessness floating in the clouds made him unable to feel at ease.
Mo Jiushao's voice was very soft: "I thought you really liked Yan Chen, I thought you didn't have me in your heart... For the past two months, I have been sleepless day and night, thinking about imprisoning you on Qianluan Peak forever, but not at the same time. I have the heart to see you lost and sad..."
Chu Muyun's eyes were full of surprise: "No, no, father, what I like is you, I..."
"I know now." Mo Jiushao kissed him and said softly, "Xiaoyun, I like you too."
This voice was so damn good, Chu Muyun felt itchy in his heart. He raised his head again where he had rested, but as expected, it was just not enough to pull it out, and he still wanted to fuck in.
Fortunately, Mo Jiushao was very considerate, the taste changed when he kissed him, and his hands were very skillful, which made Chu Muyun happy again.
It must be said that 'Pride' was the best lover in the world before he fell ill.
Chu Muyun didn't expect that it would be another three years in the blink of an eye, and the three years he had lived was so comfortable.
Shao Yue's swordsmanship has become smoother and smoother, and his cultivation has also increased day by day. In three years, his body has lost the youthful youthfulness and gradually developed the sexy silhouette of his previous life.
Chu Muyun has extremely high demands on himself, and the figure, as long as he is careful, can basically be controlled.
Although from a rational point of view, a fair and slender body would be better for attacking Mo Jiushao, but Chu Muyun was unwilling to feel wronged.
Acting is enough, and it would be stupid to make yourself inattentive, not to mention that if you really want to get Mo Jiushao, just relying on your face and body is definitely not enough.
In the past three years, Mo Jiushao has really spoiled him to the top of his heart, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is obedient.
Not to mention the cost of food and clothing, all of them are the best; not to mention cultivation techniques, and under his personal guidance, Chu Muyun, who is only eighteen years old now, is estimated to be able to single out most of the elites in the demon world; It's the love that is so strong that it can't be broken. It's really sweet people feel weak all over. If they change someone, I'm afraid they'll fall in love long ago.
However, Chu Muyun has always been very rational, because he really knew the person he created too well.
Chu Muyun: "I think it's almost time, Mo Jiushao should close the Internet."
Zero: "Are you sure you will make him fall in love with you?"
Chu Muyun: "It depends on which move he uses."
Seeing them showing off their love for three years, Lingyan almost questioned himself: "If it wasn't for the lack of avatars, I would have thought he fell in love with you."
After all, if you don't like it, why would you care to that extent? Simply unimaginable.
Chu Muyun smiled: "Wait."
As Chu Muyun had guessed, the accident happened three days later.
Mo Jiushao brought back a destitute young man.
How familiar is this scene
Six years ago, Chu Muyun was also brought back like this.
It's not that Chu Muyun didn't think about this move, but when he saw the young man's appearance clearly, his heart skipped a beat.
MD, how did this guy show up!
Zero: "This is..."
Chu Muyun felt a little tricky: "In a sense, this is my own son."