Ye Mingjun became angry.
Ji Mo finally confirmed this when he returned to the Ark Immortal and still did not speak. He didn't expect that Ye Mingjun would suddenly ask that sentence, but just subconsciously replied, "That's not the love that Xianjun is looking for, you don't need to understand."
So, is there a problem with this sentence
Don't say that he has a stomachache when he mentions that scumbag son. First of all, how many writers can talk about their love for the characters with the level of social fear in these dead houses. This is not keyboard typing, in reality What is the difference between the world expressing such a thing in words and a public execution
Moreover, it would be too difficult for the coach to ask Ye Mingjun, who doesn't even know what love is, to understand the complex problem of the type of love. He didn't even understand the textbook for the difficult course "Self-Cultivation of Love". what.
The immortals who suddenly calmed down and stopped making noise made him very unaccustomed, and unconsciously, he secretly observed the people behind him with insatiableness. Perhaps because his body was a bright pearl, Ye Mingjun was as gentle as jade even if his expression was indifferent. An ancient artifact with a high cultivation base, but not the slightest edge. It's just that when he stopped smiling all the time and walked past the person like a breeze, suddenly there was a sense of alienation that seemed like the person would walk away on clouds at any time.
"Ye Ming-Jun."
In the end, Ji Mo was the first to break the silence. He found that the immortal looked at him immediately. He pointed to the picture scroll that was thrown out for the tenth time, and sighed helplessly, "Do you have to use the method of throwing the system to prove that you are very angry?"
"angry?"
With some doubts trying to understand this new emotion, Ye Mingjun still shook his head, "No, I'm just... not so happy anymore."
Although I always felt that it was getting dark too slowly before, but now that night has really come, I suddenly lost my excitement. It's like finding out that there are not many familiar faces in Heaven.
Anyway, whether it's the immortals or Ji Mo, they all hope that he can be as quiet as an ordinary magic weapon.
Are you sure it's all right? How do I feel like this is all the difference from an inflated balloon to a momentary leak
Glancing at him suspiciously, Ji Mo found that he still wanted to see the swelled Ye Mingjun, so he just opened the door and said lightly, "Come in, okay, I'll accompany you tonight."
After they returned, they wandered around for a long time. Now that the curfew time is not far away, the inside of the ark is very quiet.
Back in the room, Ji Mo poured him a cup of tea, loosened the hair that the immortal had tied for himself in the morning, and opened the window, the cool moonlight became the only light source in the room.
Ji Mo never lights the lights, even when he came to Ark, he never changed this habit. Standing in the dark, he seemed to find a sense of security. He leaned on the soft couch in front of the window, leaning on the edge of the window with his arms on his back, and his black hair was soft and smooth. Scattered between the neck and arms, after a moment of silence, he finally spoke slowly: "Xianjun, now I can answer any of your questions."
In the past, Ye Mingjun had never entered Ji Mo's room at night. He didn't expect that this person would hide in the dark alone every night, and he felt lonely just by looking at it. Without touching the tea, he sat gently beside Ji Mo and said the question in his heart again, "You said that you will never have the feeling of love, is it because you gave it to others?"
In fact, he still doesn't understand what love is, but Ji Mo's tone that seems to have nothing to do with him makes him feel rejected, and he doesn't like being touched when he seems indifferent in the past. In the same way, Ji Mo at that time was really not allowed to get close to him.
"Jun Ye Ming, people are born to love all kinds of things, but not every kind of love can be irreplaceable forever."
Of course Ji Mo knew what the problem was, but he just didn't want to think about the past. Even if he knew that he had to face it sooner or later, he still didn't dare to touch the scars of the past. His courage has long been used up, and now he is timid and afraid of pain.
He is not a child, and he cannot always solve problems by escaping. Now that Ren Qingya has taken action, it is time to tell Ye Mingjun something.
Turning around with a sigh, he leaned his back on Ye Mingjun, and used the body temperature of the immortal to dispel the chill of the night for a few minutes. This was the first time he recalled the events of the past in front of people.
"Since you know Lao Wang, you should also know that for us, a book with several million words is the norm, and it is fast to finish writing it in two to three years. I wrote "White Deer and Green Cliff" for two years, maybe In the eyes of Xianjun, it was just a blink of an eye, but it was half of my college life. At that time, my roommates either participated in club activities to fight for the future, or they played in groups and enjoyed life, and I was creating Ren Qingya."
At that time, I could not give up the course, because I had to ensure that there was still a job as a retreat in the future. Every time I had free time, I would go back to the dormitory and sit in front of the notebook to open documents. Thinking about it now, it's natural to have no girlfriend. After all, there is no time to meet others.
He didn't expect to bring up this topic again, but his mood is still calm, Ji Mo guessed that he was really tempered by Ye Mingjun, let himself rest his head on the shoulder of the immortal, and still said lightly: "That's why he called me when I first met. It’s not wrong to be a father, after all, I did give him my time and my youth.”
Ji Mo had a dream that day. In the dream, the white deer he cared about the most kept calling him. Without hesitation, he searched for the sound. When he opened his eyes, he was already in the vast snow field of Yaozhou. .
Then, the pure white deer demon came over the snow, his eyes full of harmless aura looked at him in amazement and curiosity, his every move was the same as the character he imagined.
"Young people will inevitably be more enthusiastic. At that time, when I first arrived in this world, I found that it was messed up by the characters we created. I thought to myself, I am the author, and the mess caused by the characters must of course be caused by the author. Clean up, my protagonist is a mild-mannered, obedient, herbivorous animal, and under my guidance, he will definitely become the strongest to calm down the world and end this troubled world."
Now recalling the naive thoughts at that time, Ji Mo's expression was only a hint of mockery. He didn't recall the experience of that time in detail, but just tried his best to remain calm and state the facts.
"With my information, Ren Qingya subdued all the gods and people in the north, and Yaozhou also grew step by step. However, I forgot, this is no longer the role I wrote a paragraph for him to move a step, and the more people he came into contact with, the more More and more, he began to understand the knowledge of other worlds, and slowly, he also became suspicious of me."
In fact, he was very happy at the beginning. The protagonist he created with all his energy came to life and respected him as the father in the story. He could watch this child become the master of the world step by step. For the author, this It is a very happy thing in itself.
It's a pity that he is not the old demon king in the story who sacrificed everything to protect his son. He is the "god" who decided the fate of Ren Qingya's wandering life.
"Later, someone read some of my memories with magic, and Ren Qingya, who knew the truth, forced me to ask a lot of information from me, which is the information about God now. I lied to him that if God dies, he will be created by God. There is no future for the gods, and other gods will definitely start looking for the news of my death.
At that time, it was difficult for him to hide anything because of the lie detector array, so he could only try his best to mislead them.
It was also then that I realized that the ordeals that everyone has long been accustomed to in novels are not simple at all.
"No matter how many hardships and hardships you go through, as long as you keep your faith, you can have a happy ending? It's easy to say... Then please experience it for yourself, father."
This was the last sentence Ren Qingya said to him. At that time, what took away Ji Mo's eyes was the Neverwinter Sword that he almost grabbed his bald hair just by naming it. The one holding the sword was written by him in 769 days and nights. people.
And he seems to have no other memory other than pain.
Now that I think about it, he was just a mortal who made up stories at that time. He never suffered real hardship, and he never enjoyed the life of a high-ranking official. If he was questioned a little, he would inevitably be angry. As long as he was hurt a little, he couldn't help but want to be with friends. Complaining, the happiest thing is only to add one or two things in life... It is ridiculous that he has to assume the responsibility of God and create a heaven and man who can take the lives of thousands of people with a single gesture .
"This is the relationship between me and Ren Qingya. If Xianjun knows about it, he can always be wary of Yaozhou in the future."
In the end, Ji Mo only summed up his past with such a bland sentence. Ye Mingjun knew that he had a lot of things he didn't tell him, but at this time he didn't want to ask any more, he just stretched out his hand and hugged him. , sighed softly: "Why do you always like to pretend that you don't feel pain at all?"
"Because I know that crying has no effect, all I can do is forbearance."
"I used to be a person who pursued perfection. Even if I saw the reality clearly, I would not give up some unnecessary attachments. Although I didn't have the strength to act casually, I always thought how would I know the result if I didn't try hard. Feelings It has always been difficult to have both power and power, but I want it all, so I am so greedy, so I ended up like this."
Looking back at his past self calmly, Ji Mo found that he is almost able to analyze the past now, which may be a good thing.
Touching Wuyan, which has now replaced his eyes, he sighed: "I took the name Wuyan. In order to warn myself, we must learn to choose and give up."
If he really wanted to wipe out the heavens, he should bring the other party into control when Ren Qingya had no doubts about him, but at that time, he was reluctant to treat his protagonist like this.
He not only wants to end the chaos between heaven and man, but also wants Ren Qingya to have a stable and happy life, just like the happy ending in the story, the protagonist is happy, the world is peaceful, and everyone is happy.
However, in reality, how can it be so easy to conquer the world
He was not willing to start, Ren Qingya was willing, so he lost.
Xu was facing the weakness brought on by memories, Ji Mo rarely let the immortal hug him without struggling, Ye Mingjun seemed to have a calming magic power, even he could not say these words to Su Ge, but as long as he was with him. When Ye Mingjun is together, he will confide to him unconsciously, because, do you want to be understood by this person
"Jun Ye Ming, many times I don't know how I should treat you. Once Ren Qingya really takes action, the only person I can rely on is you, so I tell myself to always coax you and let you go. However, every time I'm with you, It is difficult for me to control my words and deeds with reason..."
Some troublesomely recalling his recent behavior that had become increasingly out of control, Ji Mo turned around suddenly, the immortal beside him had returned to his former appearance, and his soft eyes only stared at him, as if he would agree to whatever he asked.
In fact, he knows that as long as he shows weakness, Ye Ming-jun can instantly forget his temper, but people will never get angry with their cats. Can this be understood as, now Ye Ming-jun is not just a pet?
Thinking of this, some of the chills brought by the past were suddenly dispelled. Now that the purpose of appeasement has been achieved, Ji Mo also straightened up, and his expression returned to indifference, "Xianjun, an hour is almost here, get ready to go back to your room."
Seeing that the person who was still lying in his arms just got up and kicked him out, even if he knew that Ji Mo would turn his face every time he came back to his senses, Ye Mingjun couldn't help but pause, and finally said helplessly: "You clearly know me I love you so much, that's why I always act like a spoiled brat to me, but after provoking me, I don't allow me to touch you and turn around and run away, so cunning."
Wait, what's up with this nasty word? I just coaxed you a few words, do you need to swell up like this
Hearing this, Ji Mo shuddered, and got up and wanted to stay away from the immortal who was a little dangerous, "Xianjun, I think you have misunderstood people's behavior."
However, at this time, Lord Ye Ming already had a plan, and even threw the map of the mountains and rivers, and without waiting for him to get up, he stepped forward and pressed the person on the soft couch, "But I don't let you escape every time."
Because you showed your wounds in front of me and kept looking at me with a cry for help, this time, you will not be allowed to hide in the dark again to whitewash all the wounds alone.
"Jun Ye Ming, stop playing..."
This posture made Ji Mo a little embarrassed. He pressed his body close together, and the fairy's long snow-white hair fell beside his ears. No matter how he moved his eyes, he could not ignore the other person's close eyes. Looking at himself a little bit, he didn't know what Ye Mingjun wanted to do, so he could only nervously grab the front of the other party's shirt.
Just when he was at a loss, Ye Mingjun finally looked at him, his eyes were surprisingly serious, "Ji Mo, no matter how powerful the ancient artifact is, it is only a magic weapon. The one who can change the world is to use my god. If you If you want to get an artifact, you must have enough confidence and courage to control it."
Unexpectedly, he would suddenly say such a sentence, Ji Mo couldn't understand for a while, "What do you mean?"
"Artifacts cannot exert their real power if they are not used. When Emperor Xi left, he gave all ancient artifacts to the gods. Only I chose to be a free immortal, so it is still a thing without a master. There are different criteria for choosing a master for an artifact. It's different, and the Xihuang Qimingzhu's test is only one - asking the heart."
He softly said the words that shocked Ji Mo, but Ye Mingjun didn't use his smile to comfort him as he used to. At this moment, all the stars and brilliance converged in the eyes of the immortal. Throughout the space, seriously looking at the person who was forced to look directly at him, he slowly opened his mouth,
"The person I choose will show your virtue and measure to the Tao of Heaven. If you have the heart of the sky, you will be my god."
Different from the soft and brisk words of the immortals in the past, this sentence is like an ancient relic full of years of precipitation. It is long, long, round and heavy. It is the voice of heaven and earth uttered by the Xihuang Qimingzhu on the body, the most solemn declaration of the gods in the world.
Looking at Ji Mo who was shocked by him for a moment, Ye Mingjun smiled, quietly released the hand that restrained him, and only lightly stroked the youth's hair.
It has been a long time since Emperor Xi left, and he has not spoken in this tone. After all, at that time, he was the crown jewel of the crown symbolizing the prestige of the lord of heaven and earth. Every word he said was the will of heaven that all the immortals must obey. Naturally, it cannot be like now. Such nonsense.
Only a person who has never given up his brilliance in the dark like a night pearl can control the Xihuang Qimingzhu. Can this lovable little guy do it
Although there are still some shortcomings, with this hope, you can somehow find some of your own courage and self-confidence. As long as you can see your smile from time to time in the future and bet on future freedom, it will be worth it.
"Ye Ming-Jun..."
"However, it is not so easy to get the recognition of Xihuang Qimingzhu. At least, you still need to grow up well now."
Interrupting the other party's complicated words with the usual tone, looking at Ji Mo's expression of hesitating to speak, Ye Mingjun gently pulled the other party's mask down, feeling the reaction of the other party's body tightening for a moment, knowing that he was afraid of falling into In the darkness, the immortal only took half of Insatiable, then leaned over and kissed the smooth forehead, and said softly,
"So, good night, my lovely little god."