Chu nightning's breathing was a little heavy, and his throat was a little thirsty.
He was unwilling to admit defeat, so he made things difficult for him. He suppressed the fire in his heart and asked lightly, "For a lifetime?"
"lifetime."
"...I might go fast and leave you alone."
"It's okay, I'll follow."
"I might also stand and don't want to go."
"I stand with Master."
Chu nightning was very anxious by his unthinking answer, and he said: "Then I just can't walk anymore?"
"I'll take you away."
Chu nightning: "..."
The ink burned for a while, feeling a little disrespectful and a little abrupt, so he opened his eyes and waved his hands anxiously: "I will carry you away."
Chu nightning's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and he has to do everything he can to suppress his eagerness to help this man up and touch him. The restlessness made him frown. He looked anxious and a little annoyed: "Who wants you to carry it."
Mo Ran opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
His master is so difficult to serve, he is not good at back, and he is not good at holding.
So he lowered his head in despair, like an abandoned dog.
He whispered, "Then I'm not leaving either."
"… "
"If you want to get wet, I will accompany you."
Chu nightning was forced to be at a loss by such a strict entanglement. He was so used to being independent, and he said almost without thinking: "I don't want you to accompany me."
The ink burned and finally stopped talking. From the perspective of Chu nightning, he could only see his wide forehead, dark eyebrows, and two rows of long eyelashes, which fell like a fog curtain, trembling slightly, as if there was wind blowing. The curtain rises, and the curtain falls.
"Master..." Chu nightning's refusal under anxiety made Mo Ran misunderstand his mind, and Mo Ran said, "Are you still angry with me..."
Chu nightning was still immersed in the throbbing in his heart and couldn't get rid of it, so he didn't hear it clearly, only said: "What?"
"When I was in the ghost world, I told Master that I was sorry many times, but I didn't know enough. In the past five years, I have spent all my time in guilt, and I know I owe you."
Chu nightning: "..."
"I also want to do better. At least when I stand in front of you, I won't feel too dirty, I won't feel that I can't hold my head up. But I... I can't catch up with you... I almost every day When I woke up, I was worried about whether it was a dream or not. I was worried that if I woke up from a dream, you would be gone. I always heard the words that Jin Chengchi told me when you rescued me. You said that the dream was too good to be true. Yes, I'm just... I'm just sad..."
The burning voice was a little hoarse.
He still has something to say, but he doesn't want to say it. He feels that he has no face to continue talking about it in front of Chu Wanning. How can he be cruel to let Chu Wanning know what happened in the past five years
He... Sometimes alone in the snow valley, he can't tell the time or where he is. At that time, I stabbed myself with needles, and stabbed them into the bones of my fingers one by one. It was very painful. When the pain was enough, I knew that my consciousness was still awake, and I knew that I was still in this world.
Knowing that all this was not a big dream he had in his last life, when he woke up, he would not see the top of life and death, Xue Meng, who was full of hatred, and the Confucianism door that was razed to the ground, and would not see the red lotus waterside, Chu nightning was lying in his clothes, as if he was alive.
As before, as before.
What other four words can be more bloody than this.
Strange to say, when he knew that Chu nightning died in order to save him, when he went down to the ghost world to save people, his heart hurt, but he was not so hopeless.
But with the floating life, with the passage of time.
As the days of Chu Wanning's awakening approached day by day, the ink burned more and more painful, and the heart became more and more like a knife.
It seems that the years of being alone have given him more time to think, and it seems that he was so hysterical in the days without Chu Wanning, trying his best to imitate that person, wishing he could tear himself apart Now, replace it with the reflection of Chu Wanning.
In short, many things that he did not pay attention to, did not think deeply about, and gradually forgot, all came back to his mind. Those past events were like the exposed wet tidal flat after the tide had faded. He stood alone by the sea, and the waves had died out.
Everything is so clear.
He remembered his previous life, and the flames were everywhere, and he was at the end of the road.
Xue Meng came to the top of life and death. In the Wushan Temple, which was beyond recognition, Xue Meng once with tears in his eyes, questioned him word by word.
Why do you treat your master like this.
Xue Meng once persecuted him and forced him to turn back before he died—
He said, the ink burns.
You think about it, you let go of your hideous hatred. You look back.
He once took you to practice martial arts and protected you comprehensively.
He once taught you to read and write, write poems and draw pictures.
He used to learn to cook for you, clumsy and wounded.
He used to... He used to wait for you to come back day and night, a person from dark... to dawn...
At that time, Mo Ran didn't listen to it and refused to watch it.
Now he came to the shore of fate, and the tide was low. He looked down and saw his feet, and saw a heart that had been left behind. That heart had been so kind to him, that it had been so earnest that it was about to die, and it was about to dry up.
It was he who was stubborn and stepped on his feet without seeing it.
He just stepped on the heart of Chu nightning!
Every time I think about it, I feel cold and bloody, what did he do... What did he do? In two lifetimes, sixteen years, how could he ever repay Chu Wanning one day? Did he ever have such a day - put Chu nightning in the first one in his heart? !
brute! ! !
Could it be that you used to have a heart of wood and stone, why would it not hurt? !
In the past five years, how many times have I seen Chu Wanning Baiyi returning in his sleep, his face is the same as before.
When he woke up, the pillows were wet, and he said every day, Chu nightning, Master, I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault.
Say it every day without feeling guilty.
Later, when he saw Fangfei in spring, he would think of him, and when he saw the falling snow in winter, he would also think of him.
Later, every morning was golden, just like the soul of Chu Wanning. Every night is black, just like Chu Wanning's eyes. Later, every ray of the moon was as white as his clouds and snow, and every round of the rising sun was like his eyes concealing warmth. Later, he was in the red glow of the sky, in the blue crab-colored morning light, in the majestic sea of clouds. See the figure of Chu nightning.
He is everywhere.
Because of such pain and longing, he even gradually faded away his hatred for his humble origin and his almost fanatical infatuation with the teacher.
One day, he saw a snow-covered spring flower sticking out of a crack in the wall outside the snow valley.
He looked at it calmly for a while, but just thought as usual, he thought, ah, this flower is so beautiful, if Master sees it, he will definitely like it.
Just think so lightly, thinking about the simplest and most casual little thing.
When those Chu nightning died, they did not drive him crazy, but the sadness that knocked him down rushed to him in an instant, and the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the ant nest, and he suddenly collapsed.
He burst into tears, the deep valley was vague, the wild geese were frightened, his voice was so hoarse and ugly, he was ashamed to cry that golden flower born of proud snow.
Five years.
He never forgave himself.
"Master... I'm sorry... I tried desperately to come back today, and I also brought you a gift. When I want to see you, I don't go empty-handed..." Those steadfast calms were finally annihilated, and those pretended calm It finally fell apart.
Mo Ran knelt in front of Chu Wanning, and he finally chaotic. Now, only in front of Chu Wanning, he will chaotic.
"I... I'm still very stupid. After your resurrection, the first thing I promised you, I couldn't do it. It's my fault."
When Chu nightning saw him like this, he couldn't bear it in his heart. He always loved ink burning. Now that he has been reunited for a long time, how can he bear to make him so wronged.
But after hearing him say this, he hesitated and asked, "Why are you late today?"
"Originally... it was too late. But I encountered some evil spirits in Caidie Town, I..."
"Exterminating the demon delayed?"
"I'm sorry." Mo Ran lowered his head, "Not only was it delayed, but even the gift prepared for the master was almost ruined... It was also covered in blood, so I hurried to take a bath, and the result... "
Chu nightning's heart softened.
Master Mo.
This ink burns, and it is no longer the same as five years ago.
Five years ago, I was selfish, but now I know what is more important. Chu nightning is not a person who thinks about Fenghuaxueyue wholeheartedly. If the ink burns and sees the sneaky troubles of Caidie Town, he will be angry, but now this man who is kneeling in front of him and clumsily asking for forgiveness, he But I think it's really stupid and cute.
Chu nightning slowly stepped forward, and his heart was flowing. He stretched out his hand and was about to help the ink burn, but suddenly he heard the ink burning and said: "Master, please don't drive me out of the teacher's door."
This time, it was Chu's turn to be stunned. He didn't know the deep guilt and unease of the ink, so he didn't expect the ink to say this, hesitantly: "How..."
"Even when it's raining, I'll accompany you, chase you, guard you, and hold you on your back. You don't want it, you're not satisfied, and I beg you, don't drive me away."
The ink burned finally raised his face, and Chu nightning's heart trembled.
He saw that the man's eyes were slightly red, and there was mist inside.
Chu nightning has always been neat and decisive, but at this time he suddenly lost his mind and was at a loss: "You... You are twenty-two this year, how can you still... "
After a pause, he sighed and said, "You get up first."
The ink burned suddenly raised his arm, wiped his eyes fiercely, and said stubbornly: "Master doesn't want me, I won't get up."
... is still a hooligan!
Chu nightning had a headache, pursed his lips, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him up.
Under the touch of the fingertips, I only feel that the muscles are strong and the flesh and blood are hot. This young and strong body is no longer the same as when he was a teenager. Even when Chu nightning touched, he felt a throbbing in his chest, and he was stunned. , released his hand suddenly.
Fortunately, Mo Ran was sad and did not notice the strangeness of Chu nightning. But Chu nightning stared at his hand in disbelief for a while, and his heart was stormy.
This is... what's the matter
Could it be that after sleeping for five years, he has forgotten his pure heart and few desires, his reserved self-esteem, and his pride
Looking up again, I stared at the ink burning in amazement.
Or did the person in front of him have changed so much that he could no longer hold back
The ink burned and bit his lip, biting for a while, it seemed that he wanted to be stubborn and couldn't drive away: "Please don't drive me away."
Said to kneel again.
Where does Chu nightning dare to help him again? Busy stopped sharply: "You kneel again! I really don't want you!"
"..." The ink burned for a while, his eyes blinked, he suddenly understood, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Master, you didn't blame me... Didn't you get angry with me because I missed an appointment today? You..."
Chu nightning said angrily: "Why has my measure ever been so small?"
Mo Ran was so excited that he couldn't help but want to hug him. This scared Chu nightning. He took a step back, and his sword brows angered: "What are you doing? What kind of style?"
"Ah." Mo Ran suddenly felt lost, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm lost."
Chu nightning's ears were red, and he said coldly: "There are more than 20 people, and they are still so unruly."
The tip of the burning ear was also red, and he muttered: "It's my fault."
It seems that I am not good seems to have become his mantra. Chu nightning listened, a little angry, a little funny, a little pity, and a little warm.
He raised the eyelashes curtain, his eyes leaned on the tail corner of the phoenix, and if there was nothing, he glanced at the ink burning.
I saw a handsome and tall man at this moment. I don't know whether it was because the heat of the hot spring had not dissipated, or because of other reasons. It made those eyes dark and bright, shining brightly.
thump.
Chu nightning felt that his heart trembled heavily, and the fingertips seemed to have the fiery temperature when they touched the ink. He suddenly had a dry throat, didn't dare to look at the ink burning again, and scolded: "Idiot." He turned and left abruptly.
The enchantment on the head has not shifted, and the ink burned really followed him as he promised.
Chu nightning lowered his eyelids and did not dare to look back. He knew that his eyes were now filled with love and desire that could no longer be hidden, as hot as fingertip fire, unable to contain it.
He finally ruined him.
Five years ago, the ink burning did not do it. Five years later, this man did it. Got his heart, sinking him into the sea of lust.
From then on, Chu nightning is no more than a mortal, a body of flesh and blood, a soul and a soul, living in a net and cannot be taken off.
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Small Theater "Master's School Opening Test"
Chu nightning: Come, let's play a game of mind king, don't worry, it's all a question.
Dog: Mmmmmmm!
Chu nightning: How many petals does Begonia have
Dog: Five!
Chu nightning: What kind of begonia is the red lotus waterside
Dog: Xifu!
Chu nightning: The height of the teacher
Dog: 183!
Chu nightning: Xue Meng's height
Dog: Hahaha, 178
Xue Meng: ... mdzz, what's so funny
Chu nightning: your height
Dog: Hahahahahaha 189!
Xue Meng: Oh.
Chu nightning: My height
Ink burning: One... cough, eight meters one.
Chu nightning: OK, pass the exam, I won't expel you from the teacher's door.