Hearing this, Ye Chen suddenly widened his eyes.
She felt the man's frantic movements, the whole person was ups and downs, countless fragments flashed in her mind, she vaguely remembered a pair of hands, brushing her piano body, the boy put his face on her and whispered Said: "Your world should only be me, do you know?"
The man's hands were as cold as jade, and the man's lips were warm and soft. The man turned his back to her, with white clothes and black hair, carrying Zigui, walking on the dry and cracked land. The wind and sand blew his long hair fiercely, he stopped and looked back, his eyes were as cold as moonlight, making her heart beat.
She couldn't help wanting to hug him, couldn't help wanting to kiss her.
She has an unspeakable mind, and when she was young, she also wanted to be close to him uncontrollably.
She stretched out her hand to respond to him, and Dongling's breathing became chaotic. The peach blossoms were blooming, she closed her eyes with difficulty, tears were drawn from her eyes, and Dongling was hoarse, crazy because of her response.
At the moment when the climax burst, Ye Chen crossed the Dongling sword in his mind and cut open the wolf's body.
The blood splattered her eyes, and the screams shook in her memory.
Dongling fell on top of her, buried his face on her shoulder, and held her quietly.
He seemed to have finally calmed down, he didn't speak, didn't say a word. Ye Chen looked at the peach blossoms and said hoarsely, "Dongling, what are you going to do?"
Dong Ling didn't speak, he hugged her, his voice was low: "Shouldn't I be asking you this?"
Ye Chen laughed softly, Dong Ling was startled by her laughter, he raised his head and frowned at her, Ye Chen raised his hand to cover his eyes, tears soaked into her palm.
"Dongling, I actually hated you."
"You let me know that in this world, you can't help yourself. You let me know that as a weak and humble person, there is always nothing I can do. You ask me what I want, but what can I do?"
"If I say I want to leave you, will you let me leave? If I say I don't want to, will you make me unwilling? My life and death are just between your thoughts. Have you ever given me a choice?"
"I want a love," Ye Chen let go and looked up at him. There were tears in her eyes, and that wet gaze made Dongling's heart tighten. He suddenly discovered that in front of this man's tears, all the principles he thought were not principles, his throat was sore, but he couldn't do anything. He listened to her quietly, and she said hoarsely: "I want an equal relationship. This relationship should be my choice, and I can choose. Dongling, you are very good, you are very good... "
"You are so good that from the first time I saw you, I couldn't control it, and I liked it. I worry about gains and losses, but I am also afraid of panic, because Dongling, you and I have never been equal."
"You want me, I can't refuse. You don't want me, I can't force it."
Ye Chen smiled bitterly, she held his hand, gently placed him on her chest, and said seriously, "I'm afraid of you."
"I was afraid of you in the flood, but now I am even more afraid of you."
Dongling trembled slightly, he restrained himself and tried to calm himself.
But he had never been so embarrassed. He felt as if he was holding a pile of sand. He exhausted his strength, but he couldn't catch it.
He didn't know how to eliminate Ye Chen's anxiety, and he didn't even know where her anxiety came from.
He just tried to calm himself down and said slowly, "Don't be afraid of me, I will treat you well."
However, he didn't know it himself, when he spoke, he was crying.
The Dongling Emperor, who was staring at him for nine days, could not help crying in front of a girl.
Ye Chen was slightly stunned, looking at the young man in front of him struggling to squeeze a smile: "I said I like you, I mean it."
"Don't be afraid of me," he raised his hand, stroked her face, and said softly, "My life is yours, I like you, especially you."
Ye Chen didn't speak. She looked at the person in front of her, and her heart burst out. She almost believed that she desperately wanted to move forward and hold the hand that this person held out to her. However, every time she thought about it like this, the death of the little wolf echoed in front of her.
She always pretended to be heartless, but she couldn't forget it. In fact, this proud and stingy wolf was her earliest friend.
At that time, she was naive and simple, and she followed Dongling wholeheartedly at that time.
Even though the young Dongling didn't talk much, she knew that the young man liked her. Because when she played the piano for him, there was an uncontrollable smile on his lips; because when he was injured, no one could get close, only she could get close to him; because every time he walked far and fast, he would stop and listen to As soon as she heard her presence, even if he didn't admit it, she knew that he was waiting for her.
He once kissed her secretly, and then she knew that she was holding her breath and her heart was beating fast. She didn't know what it meant, but she knew it must be an act of pleasure and affection. Because she wanted to kiss him too.
He never said that he liked her, but at that time, she was not afraid to think that he must like her.
He doesn't like Little Wolf, she knows, but her life is too lonely, she also wants to have many friends, he doesn't like to talk, she wants to find someone to talk to and chat with her.
Little Wolf is her only friend. She has told him so many times that Little Wolf is her friend and she likes him the most.
But he still killed the wolf.
She knew it was because of his eyes, but she couldn't help but think, maybe, he really didn't like Little Wolf.
If he doesn't like it, he can kill it at will.
Just like he doesn't like Qinghe, he can just kill him.
She calmed down slowly, looked at Dongling, and said slowly: "Emperor, when you were in the prehistoric times, did you like me too?"
Dongling's movements froze, he looked at her, and the situation changed in his eyes.
After a long time, he smiled slowly, with sarcasm in his eyes: "You know."
Ye Chen's face was calm, Dongling raised his hand and pulled her shirt, his fingertips brushed her shoulders, he said softly: "Ye Chen, sometimes I think you are so smart that you are scary."
"You know I like you, but you still left me."
Dongling looked up at her: "I don't know what you look like. I look for you everywhere, but you pretend not to know me and hide from me everywhere."
Saying that, Dongling tilted his head with a smile on his lips: "It's really cruel."
"So," Ye Chen looked up at him: "Look, you liked me back then, but you never gave me a choice."
"How many times have I told you that the little wolf is my friend, but if you kill him, kill him anyway!"
Ye Chen suddenly had more strings in his hand and pressed it against Dongling's neck. She approached him, her hands trembling slightly: "What's the use of your liking?! If your liking is possession or destruction, it is desperate to deprive me of my life. , then I don't want it! I don't need it!"
Dongling raised his head suddenly and looked at her in shock: "You blame me for this?"
"Shouldn't it be?" Ye Chen looked at him coldly, and Dongling quickly reacted: "You always thought that I would limit your life, and you have always been so afraid of me, just for this?"
Ye Chen didn't speak, this was the beginning.
She used to be just a silly piano that only played cheerful tunes around him, but later she learned to be afraid, panic, sadness, and forbearance.
She was apprehensive, she was worried about gain and loss. In this relationship, from the beginning, she was always the loser.
In a relationship that is doomed to fail, what can she do besides play stupid and run away
Her hands trembled slightly, but Dongling laughed.
He raised his hand to hold hers, wrapping hers in his palm.
"If you are for this..." Tang Ling's voice softened: "I can explain, I didn't kill him."
"Impossible, with my own eyes..."
"Cangwu."
Dongling suddenly called out a name, and as soon as the voice fell, a silver-grey wolf appeared from Dongling's animal control bag. The wolf's figure was very familiar, and the iconic white hair around his neck made Ye Chen stunned on the spot.
The wolf lazily raised his paws and licked it, dissatisfied: "What did you ask me to do..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw Ye Chen.
"Silly Qin!"
He opened his mouth and called out Ye Chen's previous name. Ye Chen froze and said in surprise, "You... how are you..."
"I didn't kill him."
Dongling stood behind her and said softly, "In fact, it didn't matter to me whether my eyes were good or not. It's just that I know that the catastrophe of heaven is coming. If someone like him still has a demon pill, then it is bound to happen. He was going to be smashed to pieces. I thought he was your friend. You definitely don't want to see him come this far, so you took his demon pill. He was stubborn at the time, so I started a little harder... "
Hearing this, the little wolf, who has now changed his name to Cangwu, snorted coldly, "If you had been willing to talk to me at the time, I wouldn't have fought you to the death."
"I said it, do you believe it?"
Dongling sneered: "It's not that I don't know how you coax Ye Chen on weekdays. As far as you think about my little man, I said, you just think I'm going to coax your demon pill."
What Dongling said is also true. Cangwu lowered his head a little dissatisfied, digging the soil on the ground, dissatisfied: "Anyway, it's your fault."
Ye Chen didn't speak, she walked up slowly and stroked Cangwu's head. Cang Wu trembled slightly, he looked up at her, for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the little girl of that year has long since changed beyond recognition, unable to see what she looked like before.
With tears in his eyes, Ye Chen said hoarsely, "I've been blaming myself all these years. I always regret not listening to you..."
"That," Cang Wu said a little embarrassedly, "I was ignorant back then, and I was talking nonsense. In fact, Dongling is a good person. He is very sincere to you, and he is also ok with me..."
"I know," Ye Chen nodded, then raised his fist suddenly, and burst out, "How many years have you delayed me! You fucking bastard!"
With that said, Ye Chen slammed it with a punch. Cang Wu didn't hide either, holding the wolf's head and smashing it at Ye Chen. Ye Chen cried while smashing.
That was her end of the year.
Because of this, she was afraid of Dongling, so she avoided Dongling, so she felt guilty and uneasy, and always felt that she had killed her friend.
Tens of thousands of years later, when she sees Dongling again, she does not dare to move forward. She often feels that this person has changed, and she wants to take a step forward, but she is blocked by the unease in her heart.
Ye Chen violently beat the wolf's head, and Dong Ling finally couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward, held Ye Chen's hand, and said softly, "Stop beating, your hand hurts."
"If you really want to vent your anger, I'll do it."
"Wait a moment!"
Cang Wu raised his head sharply: "You can't do it, you will kill a wolf if you do it."
"It's alright," Dongling smiled softly: "I've left your life in vain for many years."
"It's a wolf." Cangwu corrected himself seriously, and Dongling said "Haha". Ye Chen saw that Dongling was going to make a move, but he finally stopped him.
"Forget it..." Ye Chen pursed his lips: "It won't be good if you kill it..."
"Listen to you."
Dongling looked down at her, held hers, lowered his eyes and said, "I said that I like you, but I mean it. If you are uneasy, then I will guard, you tell me what to do, I will wait for the day you believe me. "
"Everyone you like should be together, I like you, and you like me too, right?"
Ye Chen didn't speak, she slowly raised her head to look at him.
Those eyes are so serious and so detailed, as if they are looking at the mountains and rivers little by little.
Her gaze finally settled on his, and she looked at him hoarsely.
"Sixty-eight thousand and forty-two years ago, the first time I saw you, I liked you."
"If there is a past life reincarnation, I think, I must have liked you for several lifetimes and chased you for many reincarnations. That's why I saw you for the first time and felt that I like you like this."
There was a smile on Dongling's mouth, and he raised his hand to touch the corner of her lips.
"I feel so too."
"It must have been many lifetimes of persistence that made me rather incarnate into a demon than give up on you."