The cold wind was blowing, blowing up the white clothes of hunting.
Perhaps it was because the anger in Xie Ziyou's eyes was too strong, Wu Cong was startled for a moment, and immediately became at a loss what to do.
The young man hastily put his hands behind his back and stammered, "Master, junior sister, what are you talking about?"
He hasn't had time to do anything yet.
That's right, he was indeed tossing and turning in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, trying to vent on that brat during the day.
This time, I want some family secret medicine from Wu Zhengying, and I am going to teach Guan Heng a lesson.
But when the young man walked to the entrance of the cave and was blown by the bitter cold wind, his messy thoughts were quietly relieved, and he suddenly calmed down again.
No chance, he thought.
Who is Wu Cong, and who is Guan Heng in the cave
One is high and has a great future; the other is as humble as dust and imprisoned in a lonely mountain, why should he lower his status and regard such a guy as an enemy
It takes a lot of work to brew the family secret medicine, using several kinds of precious poisons, and using this medicine on that kid—is he worthy
Out of these thoughts, Wu Cong has been hesitant, wandering back and forth at the entrance of the cave, not knowing whether to go in or not.
Unexpectedly, before he could turn around and leave, Xie Ziyou suddenly appeared behind him.
His brows and eyes were raised and his eyes were full of anger, which caught the young man off guard.
Xie Ziyou only thought Wu Cong was guilty and dared not admit it.
His whole chest was boiled with anger, the blood rushed back and forth in the blood vessels, oppressing the heart, in addition to the uncontrollable anxiety and guilt, stirring and protesting together.
A lot of negative emotions flooded in, like the pressure and anger accumulated for a long time in a volcanic eruption, and captured all reason in an instant.
If this person hadn't done something bad, why was he so sneaky
Guan Heng was fine before, why did he deteriorate immediately after he came
This person—it's not enough to bully the protagonist during the day, but he even comes to add fuel to the fire at night
Xie Ziyou's heart became even more angry, and he clasped his slender hands and five fingers together, and slapped out against the wind as he wished.
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"
The whirlwind rose instantly, and the ice-blue profound energy entwined and circulated under the moonlight, like a ribbon made of starlight.
The end of the silk ribbon was drawn, and the light flickered, and it was drawn on Wu Cong's shoulder with a mighty force, immediately pushing the unsuspecting young man staggering, backed up a few steps, his calf gave way, and he fell backwards to the ground.
Hearing an angry shout full of disgust, Wu Cong, who was still at a loss, only felt his eyes blur, leaving a bright afterimage in front of him.
The graceful figure of the "girl" was as swift as lightning, and the crystal light was as dazzling as a shooting star. In an instant, she broke through the restraint and rushed into the cave.
The dust was stirred up all over the place, and it was blown extremely high in an instant, but it was powerless and slowly fell.
The speed of almost breaking the sound barrier—this has already exceeded the limit of the seventh order, and has a tendency to approach the eighth order.
The cool wind is blowing, and the cold moon is dense.
Wu Cong sat paralyzed on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. Looking at the dark and dim cave in front of him, he seemed to see the huge mouth of an abyss.
Countless feelings of frustration and despair swarmed over, bit by bit, submerging his outline.
"Junior Sister..."
The young man murmured.
I haven't done anything yet...
His weak, hoarse voice drifted on the wind.
There was a dark cloud passing by, covering the sky and the moon, and a large shadow cast down the head. The cave in front of him became darker and darker, and the wind was blowing.
It was as if Abyss grinned and gave him a mocking smile.
…
Xie Ziyou stepped into the cave, and the system immediately blocked all the images in the cave to the outside, and set up an invisible resistance to prevent Wu Cong from entering.
There's no way, the host's persona will collapse as soon as they say it, and they have to rely on it to help wipe their ass.
Xie Ziyou had no other intentions at all at the moment, his peach blossom eyes were slightly frowned, his expression was anxious, and he was full of thoughts on Guan Heng who had fainted to the ground.
With trembling hands, he carefully picked up Guan Heng's shattered shirt, and slowly opened it.
The hideous wound came into view immediately, bright scarlet, accompanied by blue-purple bruises, part of the flesh turned over, bloody and bloody, hurting Xie Ziyou's eyes.
It turned out to be such a serious injury...
Xie Ziyou's eyes and pupils shrank, and his voice became a little hoarse unconsciously: "System, he was injured so badly, yet you still tell me that I'm fine?"
system:"???"
These are just skin wounds.
In the fantasy world, the human body is generally more capable of absorbing injuries and recovering. Some rare geniuses and treasures can even be reborn from severed limbs. Guan Heng's injuries may look terrible, but in fact they can't hurt him at all.
But the system wisely chose to keep its mouth shut.
Xie Ziyou, who has been in the fantasy world for many years, will not be unaware of these truths.
Its host is also concerned about chaos.
Xie Ziyou held Guan Heng's limp hand in distress.
The young man's slender and broad palms were always warm, as if they were holding a small sun, but at this moment there was a lifeless chill.
Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and carefully released a soft profound force into the young man's body.
He immediately gasped.
Guan Heng's body is the really bad scene.
The meridians burst, the internal organs bleed, and the tiny thorns of thorns were not discharged in time, and flowed to all parts of the body along the blood, blasting out densely packed small holes in the blood vessels along the way.
The most important thing is that Guan Heng didn't condense the profound core. After losing the control of consciousness, a large amount of profound energy ran away, wantonly destroying in the abdominal cavity, and the place where it passed was like a strong wind passing through, and not a blade of grass grew.
Xie Ziyou drooped his brows and eyes, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes.
How could it deteriorate like this
"Come one..."
The system is empathetic: "Anti-day life-saving pill, right?"
Already ready for you.
But Xie Ziyou hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "No, two."
system:"… "
The system is helpless.
Obviously one is enough, the company produces it, it must be a high-quality product, two is a waste - when will my host be willing to be so prodigal
But looking at Xie Ziyou's bloodshot peach blossom eyes, jade porcelain-like pale skin, and red nose tip, his heart trembled, and he wisely chose to shut up.
A bottle full of emerald green medicinal liquid fell into Xie Ziyou's hands.
As soon as the cork is unscrewed, the fragrance of flowers and fruits immediately fills the cave.
Before Xie Ziyou swiped the knife at the system, the system turned around and said, "I understand, I don't want to watch."
Xie Ziyou: "..."
He bit his lip, a blush rose on his cheeks, his eyes were slightly closed, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled violently, and he slowly bent down.
One piece is soft.
It smells as refreshing and clean as the sun. Although it has a strong smell of blood, it still cannot conceal the unique youthful atmosphere.
Xie Ziyou's face was very hot, and he desperately forced himself to let go of his thoughts and not pay attention to the warm touch between his lips.
He supported Guan Heng with one hand, his eyes drifted, and he scanned the young man's strong chest.
So many wounds, I don't know if there will be scars...
The jaw seems to be not as tight as last time, and it will be opened soon...
Just as he was thinking wildly, the person under him suddenly twitched violently, his chest trembled slightly, and a few low coughs escaped from his throat.
Xie Ziyou: "!!!"
He stood up "swish", his profound strength instantly gathered under his feet, the azure blue light flourished, and flew like a meteor, he turned his head and ran!
Still the system stopped him dumbfounded: "Wait, Youyou, he's not awake, he's not awake."
real or fake
Xie Ziyou barely held onto the entrance of the cave.
With a burning face and shortness of breath, he pushed the edge of the cave, cautiously poked out half of his head, and stared suspiciously at the boy who had fallen under the rock wall.
However, after a few seconds, the young man's breathing gradually calmed down, his head was tilted to one side, and he really looked like he was sleeping.
Seeing this, Xie Ziyou quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Probably choked on the medicine.
That's right, he can't be so unlucky every time, always being caught by the rightful owner when secretly doing bad things... No, no! Where is he doing bad things
Clearly doing good deeds, obscurity, and selfless dedication!
His head was dizzy from the heat, and his messy thoughts were crowded together. Xie Ziyou covered his cheeks with his hands, trying to cool himself down with his slightly cool fingers.
He shrank at the entrance of the cave, with one foot outside the cave and the other inside the cave. He staggered a lot for a while, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
I really want to see how the medicine works... But what if Guan Heng really wakes up later
Just as he was struggling, Xie Ziyou's ears twitched, and suddenly he heard a very faint whisper.
Guan Heng fell to the ground, his head turned sideways, his handsome brows and eyes were wrinkled together in pain, and a few strands of hair floated down from his forehead, blocking his eyes.
Xie Ziyou saw with sharp eyes that his thin lips were slightly parted, and he let out a whisper that was almost raving.
"Youyou..."
The boy with his eyes closed had a hoarse voice, as if he was suffering from great pain and sorrow.
Like a drowning person, he clung to the last straw and poured all his hopes on it, worrying about the fragility of the straw and fearing that his heavy body would crush it.
He could only sigh softly, carefully, from between his lips and teeth.
"Youyou, are you secretly kissing me?"
Xie Ziyou: "!!!"
Is this guy asleep or awake? !
Xie Ziyou suddenly shrank outwards.
He was vigilant to the extreme, with a posture ready to escape at any time, quietly pricked up his ears through the thick stone wall, his eyes were fixed on Guan Heng, and he could see the subtle changes in the young man.
There was a long silence.
As time passed by, the cave was gradually filled with mountain wind, and the whistling sound was intense, spinning around the pillar, and one or two faint cries of a heron came from the distant sky.
Guan Heng was still in a deep coma.
Xie Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, his eyelids were slightly closed, and long eyelashes fell like feathers, covering his tired eyes.
It's fine if you don't wake up.
Those subtle murmurs, perhaps unconscious actions, are like the ravings of a person with a high fever in a trance.
After the medicine is delivered, he can go back.
But when he turned to leave, Xie Ziyou couldn't help pricking up his ears to catch the vague whispers in the air.
The boy's voice was extremely low, his lips and teeth were silently opened and closed, his voice was weak, not as loud as the whirling wind, Xie Ziyou listened intently for a long time, his heart became worse and heavier.
He could only hear one word clearly, a word that was repeated the most and was almost mentioned every sentence.
"Youyou."
"Youyou..."
"Youyou..."
One sound after another made Xie Ziyou's heart tremble.
So weak, but unwavering, slightly blurred due to blurred lips and teeth, but full of tenderness and sweetness in the tone, which can almost turn cold ice into spring water.
Xie Ziyou licked his back molars fiercely, and was at a loss for a while.
Stupid protagonist, your Youyou is dead and will not come back again!
The low-pitched bass, which was as slight as a bee, was continuously introduced into the ears, turning into thin needles one after another, gently stinging at the softest corner of the bottom of my heart, causing a tingling numbness.
Xie Ziyou was forced to almost cover his ears.
But the hands seemed to be filled with lead, and they were frozen at the sides of the body, even the fingertips were stiff, unable to move at all.
He froze in place, and those babblings passed through the eardrums with the sound of the wind, and passed into his mind clearly.
"Youyou," Guan Heng's voice was slightly hoarse, whispering silently, "Can you not leave..."
Full of reluctance and helplessness, even a hint of pleading.
So cautious, as if holding the most beautiful, precious and fragile porcelain in the world, not even daring to touch it hard, not daring to make a sound when calling.
Xie Ziyou suddenly felt a strong urge to cry.
Guan Heng, Guan Heng, aren't you very smart
Why are you so stupid now
Extremely helpless, Xie Ziyou raised his head, looked at the star-studded night sky, and closed his eyes deeply.
But when he closed his eyes, the scenes flashed in front of his eyes were all the young people in Luoling with bright brows and spring smiles.
In his not-so-short career as a host, he has never paid so much attention to a protagonist as he has paid attention to Guan Heng.
And this protagonist is very good, very good, unlike the ordinary Long Aotian who is arrogant and arrogant, he is gentle, considerate, smart and cheerful, handsome and kind, and can cook well.
His eyes are always gentle when he smiles, and when he is concentrating, there is a faint light in his eyes.
Being watched by Guan Heng always gives Xie Ziyou the illusion that he is being carefully cared for at the tip of his heart.
Xie Ziyou's heart trembled violently, and he was so choked up by the low calls one after another.
His chest heaved violently, and he stood silently in the cold wind for a long time.
As the night darkens, snow gradually rises and falls above the peak, and the glistening white snowflakes flutter one after another, falling on the hem of the same white Liuxian skirt, quietly gathering into ice, as if the heaven and the earth are reluctant to leave.
After a long time, Xie Ziyou suddenly let out a long sigh.
The long white steam spits out from the bright red mouth, drifting along the wind and snow to the distance, it is the only warm breath when the isolated peak is cold.
Xie Ziyou turned around slowly and stepped into the cave.
He walked faster and faster, and finally came to Guan Heng almost at a gallop. After a slight pause, he leaned over resolutely, pressed the young man's warm lips, and dropped a shallow kiss.
Just touch the water, and it will be divided with one touch.
"I'm kissing you."
Xie Ziyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blush spread from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, but his eyes were very focused, and he said seriously: "It's not a secret kiss, it's an open and aboveboard kiss."
Guan Heng's gentle breathing stopped for a moment.
He was still sleeping peacefully, but his right hand was tucked away where Xie Ziyou couldn't see, and his thumb was quietly digging into his palm.
With such force, his knuckles turned white, and he suppressed it hard.
Xie Ziyou brushed away the young man's loose hair, and gently kneaded Guan Heng's frowning brows with his fingertips.
"Having to make me admit it... how annoying!"
Xie Ziyou's kneading hand gradually moved down to the side of Guan Heng's face, pinching the boy's cheeks in a fit of anger.
"I admit, I kissed you, are you happy?"
The people under him seemed to be really unconscious, Guan Heng didn't even respond to how Xie Ziyou rubbed his face.
Xie Ziyou lowered his eyes and muttered: "I admit it, can you take good care of your injuries and get well soon?"
Get well soon, Guan Heng.
I want to see that high-spirited, cunning and intelligent you.
…
The night was quiet and the cold mountain was lonely. There was a long cry from the distant mountain. A giant black bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky. Its broad wings swept across the stars like rain.
The bright moon sweeps across, the clear light reappears, and the silver light is as gentle as water.
After Xie Zi wandered away, the cave on Siguo Cliff became dead silent again.
But in the dark, something seemed to be different. The howling wind was stopped by the jagged rocks, and it became low and gentle, as if it couldn't bear to whisper clearly.
In the cave, Guan Heng quietly opened his eyes.
In the dim light, the young man's black and bright eyes were shining brightly, as if there were flames leaping and stars flickering.
How can there be a trace of coma
"Youyou..." Guan Heng sighed softly.
His ending sound became softer and softer, and finally he started to chuckle quietly, like a cat stealing fish, gently raised his right hand, and slowly stroked his slender index finger on his lips, cherishing and affectionate.
Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be like this.
The young man took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and gently touched the palm of his right with his left hand.
An hour ago, when he was desperate, he accidentally raised his hand and hit something—it seemed to be a moth.
That thing that could only buzz around his ears, after being hit, a long sigh came into Guan Heng's mind.
At that moment, the world in Guan Heng's eyes was turned upside down, the rock turned into nothingness, and the invisible golden thread ran through the sky and the earth. He was suspended in the darkness, looked along the thread, and suddenly saw the boy he was thinking of.
The beautiful amber eyes are faintly sad, and the flame pattern on the forehead seems to have lost its color. The young man blinked his beautiful peach eyes, and looked over the thick stone wall in a daze.
In ecstasy, Guan Heng blurted out: "Youyou!"
Youyou heard it.
His expression changed in surprise, not only was he not happy, he turned around hastily, before Guan Heng could shout anything, the boy had quickly disappeared in front of him.
In the next second, the world returned to its original appearance. The tiny golden lines drilled into Guan Heng's palm and disappeared quietly, as if all the energy had been exhausted.
In front of him is a thick stone wall, an insurmountable barrier, even the sound of the wind is muffled.
Is it an illusion
... No, it's not possible.
Guan Heng thought to himself, he doesn't believe in this evil.
Dragging his seriously injured body, the young man moved to the stone wall step by step, propped himself up and examined it minute by inch.
After a long time, he finally found a clue - there is a small hole in the lower part of the stone wall, the size of a fingernail, which does not fall dust. The exposed side rock is the color that has not been exposed to the air for many years, and it is obviously just dug out.
Youyou must have been here.
He is not dead.
The cool wind swept across the valley, climbed up the high rock, and quietly drilled into the small cave, bringing a breath of fresh air to the dull cave.
Guan Heng looked at Xiaodong silently, thinking for a long time.
He clenched his fingers bit by bit, made up his mind, closed his eyes quietly, and slumped on the ground with his head sideways.
At the same time, the young man let go of all control over the profound energy in his body, allowing the fierce air currents to twist wildly between his internal organs, enduring the Ling Chi-like pain, and tightly closed his eyes.
If Youyou was still alive, he would definitely not abandon himself, right
Let me see you again, let me know that you are actually alive and well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me, I won't open my eyes, I won't wake up, you can...
… can stay a little longer.
This is a gamble on life.
Fortunately, he won the bet.
only…
After the initial surprise gradually calmed down, Guan Heng looked at the bright moonlight falling from the ceiling of the cave, and fell into deep thought again.
He only wanted Youyou to come, but he didn't expect that it was Xie Ziyou who came.
So Xie Ziyou, the fairy Xie of the Central Academy, is Youyou who he secretly admires
Thinking about it this way, there seems to be an explanation for Youyou's disappearance.
Guan Heng closed his eyes, and the scenes of life in Luoling flashed before his eyes. A large number of doubts that he had ignored or didn't want to think about were excavated from the depths of his memory and neatly arranged in his mind.
Why did Youyou know about his engagement, and why didn't you want him to call "Xie Ziyou" a "lady"
Why is the elixir in his hand so effective that even dying people can recover overnight
And the young man clearly remembered the taste of this medicine, it was refreshing and sweet, exuding a faint fruity fragrance - when he fell off a cliff, Youyou used this medicine to save his life.
Guan Heng squatted on the ground with his arms folded, his back leaning against the solid and cool rock wall, the more he thought about it, the more he felt his mind became a mess.
He clearly knew the incredible truth, but his doubts did not decrease but increased, appearing one after another.
Why did you hide your identity
Why did he stay with me for two years
Could it be that...he liked me a long time ago? ?
…
In the Central Academy, the colorless restriction on the high wall quietly melted, and a small hole with a height of half a person appeared in midair.
Xie Ziyou, who was dressed in a long white dress, bowed his body and carefully got out of the hole.
He scooped up the blue hair with one hand, and glanced around with his nimble blue eyes. Seeing no one around, he raised his hand to climb the high wall of his small courtyard, and jumped with force under his palm.
The elegant and brisk figure was engulfed by the breeze, and she landed slowly, with the tulle skirt fluttering, revealing a touch of fair-skinned ankles.
In the outer courtyard, the steady breathing of the maid did not change, and the small courtyard was quiet except for the fish swimming in the lake wagging their tails and creating circles of water.
Xie Ziyou nodded secretly.
Fortunately, Youqin and the others didn't wake up, and she didn't reveal herself.
The moonlight passed through the treetops, casting a clear radiance, and the stars twinkled. Looking down, the fairies of the Central College crept around like thieves in the shadows under the eaves, looking left and right, and finally slipped into the house, walking lightly. close the door.
Throwing his head on the soft bed, buried his head in the soft pillow, and smelled the elegant incense in his nose, Xie Ziyou heaved a sigh of relief.
It's been a very tiring day.
More happened than the previous two years combined.
The system stopped on the light blue silk curtain at the head of the bed, hesitated to speak: "Youyou..."
"Don't talk yet."
Xie Ziyou pulled up the quilt to cover his head, his thin body shrunk into a ball, his voice was nasal and very tired.
"I'm really sleepy, let's go to bed first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
The system looked at the bulging ball on the bed, sighed helplessly, and closed his mouth considerately.
It understands.
The host's emotional ups and downs today are too violent, no wonder he is exhausted and panicked.
Forget it, let's talk about something tomorrow, let Youyou have a good rest first.
System 011 yawned, folded its bee wings, and leaned over the curtain.
The subtle buzzing of the flying bees disappeared quietly, and the quiet courtyard became quiet again. The night wind returned low, and the end of the curtain fluttered gently.
There was a faint sound of "plopping" water in the front yard, as if a swimming fish jumped up and wagged its tail, and then plunged into the water again.
after a long time—
"flutter!"
The quilt was suddenly lifted vigorously and fell to the side.
In the darkness, Xie Ziyou sat up suddenly, his exquisite facial features were hazy by the night, only a pair of bright eyes gleamed faintly.
damn it!
"System system," Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you think Guan Heng is asleep or awake today?"
"... Don't we have something to talk about tomorrow?"
"...but I can't figure it out, I can't sleep!"
"Shall I play you a lullaby?"
"..."
Xie Ziyou covered his head in despair, his smooth black hair slipped down between his fingers, and scattered on the soft white bed: "Ah, bastard!"
Impulsive momentary pleasure, tears afterwards—is he still wearing Schrödinger's vest
Bastard Guan Heng!
It will give him a problem!
…
Up and down the mountain, inside and outside the courtyard, the moonlight shines brightly after the thick clouds have cleared, filling the courtyard and filling the pond.
This is bound to be a sleepless night.
Not far from Xie Ziyou, who was tossing and turning, another verdant courtyard was also brightly lit and stayed on all night.
The gloomy young man stood at the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at the lone peak that pierced into the sky not far away, with undisguised irritability and disgust in his brows.
He squeezed his fingers tightly, and a light-colored medicine bag was deformed, exuding a faintly sweet and strange aroma.
The young man behind him looked tremblingly, and said cautiously: "Brother Cong, my mother asked me to take this medicine for self-defense before going out. If you think the poison is not strong, I have something else—"
"No!"
Wu Cong's voice was irritated, he threw out the medicine bag impatiently, and slammed it hard on the wall behind Wu Zhengying, the boy hurriedly took a few steps back and caught it carefully.
He carefully raised his head and glanced at Wu Cong, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally he couldn't help it: "Well, Brother Cong, I won the first place in the selection of the hospital today..."
Without a guy like Guan Heng who broke the balance, the assessment could finally proceed normally.
Although Wu Zhengying didn't use the template of the protagonist, but as the son of a practicing family, he is still very good at abusing others.
This at least gave the boy some confidence back.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Cong with expectant eyes, eager to get even the slightest bit of praise.
But Wu Cong didn't even give him the slightest peripheral vision.
The young man's face was as deep as water, and he stared at the lonely peak in the distance with gloomy eyes, his mind was full of the face of his junior sister who was glaring with pretty eyes when she waved her palm.
The azure blue profound strength carried the unique cold air of Bing Jin, rushing towards his face, the coolness spread along his shoulders, and chilled all the way to the bottom of his heart.
When did Junior Sister care about others so much
He, Wu Cong, swears with his intuition as a love rival... ah bah, as a suitor, that there is definitely something tricky between the junior sister and that kid!
Wu Cong clenched his teeth, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.
With his status and status, what does he want
For the first time in his life, he was tempted by a woman, put down his body and carefully curry favor, and his family power was all out - in the end, he was no match for a mountain boy
Is there any reason for this
No, this won't work, Junior Sister must have been deceived by that brat, I have to wake her up...
In front of the window, the handsome young man's expression gradually turned into deep thought, his brows were furrowed, and he was quietly lost in thought while looking at the long night.
The breeze blows by, the candles flicker, and insects chirp from under the window sill, dumb and distant, as if weeping.
After the young man died, Wu Zhengying's eager eyes dimmed little by little after he hadn't received a response for a long time.
The young man drooped his head, feeling very wronged in his heart.
Even though he has tried his best to do his best, why does his most admired clan brother still refuse to look at him
…
The candle light was extinguished, and the wax tears slowly flowed down.
When the last flame was submerged in the melted white wax, the long night finally passed, the bright moon was dimmed, the stars were hidden, and a bright and gorgeous fiery red appeared in the distant sky.
After thinking about it all night, Xie Ziyou, who still couldn't come to a conclusion, sat cross-legged on the bed, with disheveled hair, slightly dark circles around his eyes, and looked out the window sleepily with his chin propped up.
He struggled to blink his dry eyelids, was extremely tired, and wanted to fuck.
Isn't it just a vest
Love can't be lost, the young master doesn't wait!
The young man pulled down the curtain angrily, turned over and lay down, and pulled up the quilt to cover his head.
sleep.
It was dawn, and he hadn't had time to sleep yet.
But not long after Xie Ziyou lay down, there was a loud "dong dong" sound from outside the red shirt wooden door, and Youqin knocked on the door, calling out in a clear voice: "Miss?"
"Miss is up yet? The college sent someone to say that the dean has something important to do, and he wants Miss to go to the Book Pavilion."
"Ah!"
Xie Ziyou grabbed the quilt tightly, covered his head tightly, and rolled in the corner of the wall.
Sorry, I need to sleep!
Looking at the brocade quilt curled up into a ball on the edge of the bed, wriggling from time to time, the system couldn't laugh or cry: "Youyou?"
"Wang Ba will not listen to the scriptures!"
At the same time, Guan Heng, who was also sleepless all night, took a deep breath, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He thought about it all night and finally got something.
Guan Heng found that he had been ignoring one point. Xie Ziyou was not just a little fairy with extraordinary qualifications in the Central Academy, but also the "daughter" of the head of the Xie family, the key to the rapid rise of the Xie family.
The development process of the Xie family is too similar to that of the Guan family.
Relying on a single marriage contract, the Guan family has become one of the largest families in the surrounding area of Los Angeles in just a few years. How is Xie Ziyou's role in the Xie family similar to Guan Heng's relationship with the Guan family
Thinking of this, Guan Heng suddenly couldn't help feeling distressed.
He didn't know what step went wrong when the rumors were spread by the outside world, and they got Youyou's gender wrong.
Or maybe the Patriarch of the Xie family had this idea in the first place. After all, a man with extraordinary aptitude and a woman with great potential will give completely different impressions to the outside world.
The former is dreadful, while the latter is easier to win over.
The cold wind howled in the ears, and the dazzling but slightly cold morning sun passed through the small hole in the stone wall, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
The young man held onto the stone wall and ran his fingertips across the rough stone wall. He couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, his gentle black eyes overflowing with pity and intolerance.
He knows how hard it is to be the pillar of a family.
Everyone is watching helplessly, expecting that "she" will become stronger quickly and bring supreme glory to the family—but who has considered Youyou's true thoughts
Does "she" like to hide her gender and identity like this
Has "she" ever felt overwhelmed, wiping away tears on a moonless night? Have you ever hated practice and wanted to give up at a certain moment
"Youyou..." Guan Heng murmured silently, his gaze drifted away, "So we are the same."
The same is bound by the family, and the same is pushed forward by responsibility.
But because there are beloved relatives behind him, he gritted his teeth willingly, carried all the suffering on his shoulders, and embarked on a road full of thorns.
"It's for this reason that you came to me and saved my life, right?"
On the endless road, a bright mirror suddenly lit up, and the light and shadow in the mirror dimmed, brightly reflecting two souls who were so similar and so sad.
So I couldn't help but want to get closer, and to see the final outcome of the other person—but Guan Heng's ending was still desperate. After losing his value, he was betrayed by his relatives, abandoned by his family, fled all the way to Luoling, and was betrayed by his fiancée's maid Chased down and almost died.
Thinking of his father and his clansmen, Guan Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, a dull pain surged in his heart, and the unhealed wound suddenly tore open, spilling a lot of blood.
He closed his eyes suddenly, clenched his hands tightly, and pinched his fingertips into his palms.
My fiancé, I am afraid, is also the shield prepared by the Xie family early in the morning.
On the one hand, he used the "life-saving grace" marriage contract to block the mouths of other aristocratic families, and on the other hand, he used the word "drag" to prevent Xie Ziyou from marrying into the Guan family, and gave hope to other geniuses with an ambiguous attitude, and used their help to vigorously develop the family.
Youyou is so smart, he won't fail to figure this out.
But he still came to the door and divorced.
He probably wanted to use the most violent and embarrassing way to tell the world that the Xie family has nothing to do with the Guan family.
In this way, the Guan family who lost their support might fall into ruin or decline, but at least they would not become victims of competition and anger among the major families in the capital.
...It's a pity that Youyou met this hobgoblin like himself, and failed to get divorced. Instead, he made a big news and made it known to everyone.
Youyou had no choice but to pretend to injure "Guan Heng", and then immediately came in another image to save his life.
Yes, it must be so.
"Youyou, youyou..."
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Guan Heng's mouth.
"I'm so stupid that I didn't understand your good intentions until today."
But that's okay.
The boy's eyes gradually softened.
He raised his hand, grasping the beam of light coming from the small hole, and the pale golden morning light filled his palm, dyeing the fine palm prints into brilliant gold.
Youyou, everyone in the world admires your stunning face, covets your psychic and outstanding talent in cultivation, and thinks you are the fairy of the Xie family with icy muscles and bones.
But in my heart, you will always be the gluttonous, soft-hearted but hard-spoken person who would throw the practice manual on my face and wander around with wet eyes when angry.
"I don't care if you are a man or a woman, I only know that you are Youyou, the one I have identified."
Guan Heng's eyes were dark, and his fingers slowly closed, holding a ray of sunshine into his palm.
"Youyou, I will become stronger, and I will become the strongest person in the mainland as you said."
But not for a slap in the face.
"If one day your identity is exposed and the world scolds you and hates you, don't worry."
I will stand upright and stand by your side.
In the silent cave, the handsome young man was secretly in a trance, his eyes devout and determined.
…
The cold wind howled, and in the depths of the isolated peak, the dust swirled silently in the cave.
A large expanse of sand emerges from the end of the deep cave, flowing like a spring.
The wind gradually quieted down.
Blocked by the rocks in the cave and out of Guan Heng's sight, the quicksand spread out silently, and an old man slowly emerged from the center.
The old man bent his knees and arched his back, his posture was stooped, his forehead and eyebrows were covered with fine wrinkles, his white mottled hair covered most of his cheeks, and his white hair was slightly long. As the old man turned his head and shook his head, the tail of his hair swept back and forth on his shoulders.
His light gray eyes were deep and dark, staring fixedly at Guan Heng, who was lost in thought, and muttered to himself: "It's really chaos..."
"Okay, okay, what a good boy, it's worth waiting another five years!"
The old man clicked his tongue for a moment, his eyes gradually brightened.
The ups and downs of the tone due to surprise finally alarmed Guan Heng, the young man's brows trembled, he turned around abruptly, and asked vigilantly, "Who?"
The old man staggered and slowly walked out from behind the cave.
"Don't be afraid, child, don't be afraid."
He walked under the morning light, his face was illuminated by the pale golden sunlight, but his gray eyes became more and more serious, as faint as the deep sea.
Guan Heng stared at the old man who suddenly appeared, frowning.
For some reason, he felt a strong sense of disobedience from the person opposite.
Especially when the old man pushed back his white hair, revealing a young and handsome face covered with wrinkles, and a pair of bright lips that seemed to have drunk blood.
"Ha ha… "
The old man grinned and laughed slowly. The laughter was almost inaudible at the beginning, and then gradually increased. The sharp laughter shuttled back and forth between the stone walls, making Guan Heng almost want to cover his ears.
"Sorry, kid." The old man smiled, "I'm so happy, I've been waiting for this... I've been waiting for you for too long, I'm almost at my limit."
"You are great, you are excellent, and your potential is higher than any of my disciples, even Xie Ziyou can't compare to you—you are a gift from God to me!"
As soon as the words fell, an afterimage suddenly flashed in front of Guan Heng!
The old man was unattractive and staggered, but at this moment, he burst out at a super fast speed that almost exceeded the limit of his eyes. Guan Heng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next second his wrist suddenly felt cold——
Five thin, withered, but unusually sharp fingers like eagle hooks suddenly grasped his right wrist.
Guan Heng was shocked: "What are you doing!"
He shook his arm vigorously, trying to peel off the old man's hand from his wrist.
But the old man's skinny fingertips clasped his wrists tightly, and his curved nails shone coldly in the morning light, as cold as silver hooks.
"Don't move, boy, don't move."
The old man leaned forward, silver-gray water rippled in his cloudy eyes, and his bright lips squirmed: "Let me see, let me see you clearly—"
A wisp of gray air sprang out from the old man's fingertips silently, avoiding Guan Heng's sight, wriggled a few times like an earthworm, circled a few times along the joint of the two skins, and quietly disappeared under Guan Heng's skin.
Everything happens only between lightning and flint.
The rough touch of the old man's palm made Guan Heng extremely uncomfortable, covering up the feeling of gray air entering his body.
The gray gas is also agile, like a living thing, it hides in the blood vessels immediately after being penetrated under the skin, blends with everything around it, and flows to the heart with the gurgling blood.
Guan Heng frowned, and just about to say something, the old man suddenly took half a step back and let go.
He smiled heartily, his eyes were even more radiant, and his brows and eyes were curved, revealing a bit of strange kindness.
"That's right, that's right, that's right, he really is a good boy."
"Son, let me ask you—are you willing to worship me as a teacher and be my closed disciple?"
Guan Heng: "..."
Are you sure this person is looking for a closed disciple
Why did he feel that the old guy looked at him like he was looking at a plate of appetizers
The slight resistance on the young man's face fell into the eyes of the old man. The old man smiled slightly, clenched his right fist in front of his mouth, and coughed lightly.
"Why, don't you want to?"
"Son, you probably don't know who I am."
"I am the dean of the Central Academy. The girl from the Xie family you like, and the kid from the Wu family you hate, when they see me, they have to respectfully call out to me as a teacher—hey, what expression do you have? Isn't it like?"
Guan Heng looked suspicious, and slowly shook his head: "It's not like that."
"... Well, Master's current appearance is indeed not very good-looking," the old man laughed a few times, rubbing his hands in embarrassment, "Isn't it too long in retreat, and I just came out, so I haven't had time to take care of it."
"In short, if you worship me as your teacher, you will be the junior junior of the whole academy!"
Guan Heng pursed his lips and looked at the old man with disapproval: "Why should I be someone else's younger brother?"
"..." The old man choked on him, and said helplessly, "It's the younger brother, not the younger brother... By the way, girl from the Xie family, you like her, right?"
Hearing the word "Xie Jia", Guan Heng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
The hand behind his back was suddenly clenched, and an invisible cyclone quietly emerged in the palm, and an undercurrent surged.
Who does he like, how does this person know
When did he come? Does he know all of Youyou's secrets
"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes," the old man stroked his beard, and said with a faint smile, "I'm here to help you, the girl from Xie's family, you have a very high spirit."
"You want to be with her, and if you don't have an identity that matches her, how easy is it?"
The morning breeze is cool, and the echoes in the quiet cave are long.
The old man's gray hair was gently blown by the wind, his turbid gray eyes flickered, his voice was low, with a bewitching rising tone at the end, and every single word crashed into Guan Heng's heart.
"If you want to stand by her side in a fair manner, why do you have it?"
"Based on your current disgraced appearance?"
The old man walked slowly around Guan Heng with slow steps, his smile became more shady, but his tone became more gentle and gentle, as if he was whispering sincerely.
"You know, a good horse never turns back."
"Your only chance is now. You are that girl's little junior brother. You can practice together, experience together, eat and live together, and treat each other with sincerity. You want her to see a different you! "
"You still want to become stronger—being a teacher can help you become stronger, stronger than anyone else, no matter the boy from the Wu family or the girl from the Xie family, they can only look up to you behind you."
"My child," the old man smiled softly, "As a teacher, you are the strongest person in the entire continent. No one is more suitable to be your teacher than me."
"Be my disciple, and as a teacher, I will take you on a... road to heaven."
The author has something to say: Guan Heng: Youyou must have liked me a long time ago.
Guan Heng: It turns out that Youyou secretly thought so much for me...
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Xie Ziyou: ...you are thinking about peach.