What is it like to like
In fact, Dongfang Wuqiong never understood.
His birth was not expected by anyone.
Father just came to see it for the first time, after that, he never showed up again.
Childhood memories, only the endless crying of the mother.
Accompanied by that sound of nagging.
"Why... a son? Why a son?"
Why
How does he know
His father wanted a daughter to please a certain monk.
However, a son was born.
From the beginning, he was not expected, so how could his life be any better
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the worst.
In the end, his mother also disliked him, and in order to win his father's favor, she said the words of breaking off relations with him.
"Dongfang Wuqiong is not worthy of being my son. From now on... whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me."
"..."
You don't want me.
You all don't like me.
Then, I will desperately grab everything you desire.
When that time comes, what expressions will you show
He is a freak.
Dongfang Wuqiong knew it from birth.
I never cried, and for the fact that my father never showed up, I was only lost for a moment before returning to normal.
As for the mother
A woman who gave birth to herself has never even let herself drink her mother's milk, so what right does she have to be respected by herself
So, he ran away from home, and happened to be met by the suzerain of Xuanmingzong, and then became a disciple of Xuanmingzong.
The suzerain is an old man with a bald head.
Well, this kind of thing cannot be said in front of the other party.
After all, fists are the last word, he can't beat this old man at all.
Constantly improving his strength, he finally became the head of the Dongfang family.
Seeing the disdainful father in his memory prostrate at his feet, Dongfang Wuqiong chuckled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes raised.
"Look... Isn't this my father? It's really surprising that he is kneeling in front of me like a bereaved dog."
"The sky in the east."
His father stared at him with an angry tone.
"You are a rebellious and unfilial son."
"Unfilial son?"
As if hearing some big joke, Dongfang Wuqiong laughed out loud and leaned back. After a long time, he stopped and continued.
"Father, how have you ever fulfilled your father's obligations? Oh, yes, and mother..."
Looking at the shivering woman in front of him, Dongfang Wuqiong blinked, and suddenly couldn't remember the person's original appearance.
"You have already said that you will sever ties with me. You have said that whether I live or die has nothing to do with you. You should have thought of this ending, right?"
That cultivator back then was killed by Dongfang Wuqiong.
Although he didn't offend him, he was the cause of his pain after all, so he couldn't be allowed to live, right
The corners of her lips kept rising, and Dongfang Wuqiong waved her hand.
"Drag them down, don't get in the way here."
"The owner... is he throwing them out?"
"Throw?"
Dongfang Wuqiong frowned as he read this word.
"Take it to the execution room, play whatever you want, as long as you don't die."
"Yes, master."
"Oriental sky!"
His mother, with a ferocious face, wanted to rush over, but someone pulled her hair again.
"You must die!"
"Yes, yes, I see."
Yawning incessantly, Dongfang Wuqiong stretched her waist, and replied unevenly.
"I won't die before you die, don't worry."
…
So, like, what exactly is it
Looking at the woman confessing in front of him, Dongfang Wuqiong blinked, and suddenly, he burst into a bright smile.
"What do you like about me? Beauty."
"Master... brother..."
It seemed that she was happy to be called a "beauty" by herself, the other's cheeks were flushed, and her voice was coy.
"Senior brother is very powerful...and, very gentle."
"Ah… "
gentle.
This word really doesn't fit me at all.
Dongfang Wuqiong smiled lightly, a storm accumulated in the depths of his pupils.
"Brother? You... would you like to become a Taoist with me..."
"Sorry, I don't want to."
"Brother... You clearly said that you are very happy with me, if you can always be like this."
"That's what I said yesterday, only a fool would believe it."
"Brother...you...excessive!"
The woman ran away crying.
Dongfang Wuqiong took a deep breath and laughed.
"idiot."
I can't even tell whether he is gentle or not, so what qualifications do I have to say that I like myself
Probably because of the influence of his parents, he scoffed at things like feelings.
I don't believe that I will have such feelings.
That's why, at that time, I got confused and wanted to escape.
III.
A whole three generations.
The little boy would touch his cheek to tell him not to cry, and he would retract into his embrace with attachment, and pour out all his thoughts to himself.
He never had any reservations about himself, and until the end, he was thinking of him all the time.
Dongfang Wuqiong has never seen anyone more stupid than him.
Teenagers are like Pandora's box, with a fatal attraction.
If it is opened, it will be beyond redemption.
He said that he would never like other people in his life.
Therefore, the existence of teenagers is wrong.
Privately denied his feelings for him.
Even, when Gong Changsheng appeared, he mistook the feelings of his fellow apprentices for liking.
at last.
Ended badly.
III.
Three generations in a row.
Every life hurt him deeply, every time I missed him.
Every time Dongfang Wuqiong wakes up from a dream, the corners of her eyes are moist.
idiot.
Who is the idiot
Maybe he's the idiot.
Like, what the hell is it
It would be sad to see him, but it would be even more painful not to see him.
It's the hug that makes you want to escape, but when you really escape, you realize that you can't live without the other party.
It was a sudden shock after losing it.
One of his own hearts died with him.
III.
In every life, he didn't realize his true intention until the end.
Crying, begging God to give myself a chance.
In fact, the boy didn't know how many times he gave him the opportunity, he blamed himself and never cherished it.
When seeing Nangong Que'er holding the blood man in front of him, Dongfang Wuqiong felt that his heartbeat had stopped.
He couldn't think about what the boy had gone through.
Do not.
It should be said, yes, young people.
From a child who just reached his knees to a young man who can walk side by side with him.
His heart has never changed.
As if I promised myself, always be clear and keep my heart.
Youth did it.
But myself, I forgot everything.
Dongfang Wuqiong didn't even dare to think about what would happen to the young man if he didn't come back in the end.
The one who should be punished is myself, the one who deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell is also myself, and the one who should be cut to pieces is still myself.
He did so many wrong things, but in the end he just got hurt.
And young man, he never did wrong, never hurt anyone.
In the end, he turned into a blood man and lost his life.
Dongfang Wuqiong really wanted to go back to the past and beat up that self who did stupid things regardless.
No matter what.
Just willing.
How about hurting such a precious person
Youth is back.
Became a boy again.
His favorite black hair turned silvery white.
The only thing that remains the same as before is the golden pupils that look like brand marks.
Dongfang Wuqiong always wondered in his heart, is it because the boy couldn't let him go in his heart, so he kept this pair of pupils with the same color as him.
Do not.
It's not the same either.
My own amber color has long been muddy. Dirty. Unbearable, stained with various things.
But the boy's will always be clear, just like the original appearance.
ten years.
Say long is not long, say short is not short.
He guards each other.
He is atoning.
Never thought that such a self would one day have the opportunity to embrace the boy in his arms.
Seeing the other party's bright smile, Dongfang Wuqiong knelt on the ground, crying so much that he couldn't bear to live.
In the world, is there any necessity
if so.
So, it's me and you.
No matter how many lives I go through, I will fall in love with you.
Please.
Love me too.
Please.
Look at me too.
I am your loyal servant.
Just please don't leave again.
…
"Oriental Wuqiong... Hey, Dongfang Wuqiong."
"what?"
Suddenly being pulled back from his thoughts, Dongfang Wuqiong looked at Gu Xianyun in front of him, pinched his nose in embarrassment, but his eyes were flushed red.
"Sorry... I, I was distracted."
"Really."
Gu Xianyun stuck her waist in, maintained this look for a while and couldn't help breaking her skills.
He chuckled lightly and fell into Dongfang Wuqiong's arms, then touched his cheek.
"Why are you crying?"
"I... just thought of something from the past."
"Will you tell me?"
"..."
"If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."
"no… "
no.
Why wouldn't you want to tell him
Dongfang Wuqiong hugged Gu Xianyun tightly, his body trembling slightly.
He was just afraid that the boy would hate him.
"I... I used to be a very bad person, I did a lot of wrong things, I..."
"Wrong thing? Killed and set fire?"
"… Um."
"Are you sorry?"
"… No."
"So, do you regret it?"
"Um… "
Dongfang Wuqiong's voice kept trembling, and his nose couldn't help turning sour.
"Very sorry."
"so."
Gu Xianyun tilted her head in thought, and after an unknown amount of time, she suddenly grabbed both sides of his face and pulled them outward. Dongfang Wuqiong let him drag in a daze, and then heard a crisp laughter.
For a moment, I was stunned.
It's so beautiful.
He knew early on that his Xianyun was a beauty.
However, at that time, he never looked at it carefully, and all he thought about was how to kill him.
Thinking about it now, how much scenery did he miss at that time
Xianyun, big and small, smiling, sad, angry, definitely, all of them are so cute that he wants to scream.
Mistakes, once made, don't make them again.
He finally got the chance to repent and grow up with Xianyun.
Dongfang Wuqiong looked at Gu Xianyun, he held his head up, with a smug expression, and said so.
"Since you regret it, don't dwell on the past all the time. The most important thing to do is to grasp the present moment, isn't it?"
"..."
I like it, what is it
Dongfang Wuqiong thought.
He finally understood.
Like it is.
Even if his crime is extremely heinous, there is no cure for it.
But the man was still willing to reach out and hug him.
He sure enough.
I really like Xianyun.
Seeking the fourth generation.
He just wants to be with each other for the rest of his life.
Stay close.
The author has something to say:
This chapter is very sweet.
Um.
What does this mean, the countdown is over.
Later, I will briefly write about the relationship line of the boss, and then restore the memory (no abuse, abuse or abuse of the boss), and the final Shura field hahaha.
cough.
Extra words.
An extra episode of Auntie and Yi Yi's reunion.
Yi Moli x Xinghe's episode.
The boss's harem (crossed out) extra episode of suitors.
That's about it.
The cruel heart is trembling...
I will never write abusive articles again.
In other words... I also said the same thing in my last article.
Well, let's ignore this topic.