The whole rabbit feast is delicious, and the after feast... is also great.
Good things seem to like to show up in groups. One night later, the sales of those foreign perfumes suddenly doubled. When Yu Zhenlai woke up in a daze, Qiu Feiqian’s Annunciation message had been lying on his phone for several hours. .
As of eleven o'clock in the morning, all the 5,000 sets of "Lifetime Perfection" limited edition perfumes were all sold out, and the response was good.
Yu Zhen got a bit of energy, got up and read this text message several times. He forgot to wear his clothes, and ran out when he got out of bed. He said happily, "Yin Yan! The perfume I made is sold out!"
Yin Yan, who was sitting in the living room downstairs looking through documents, heard the voice raising his head and facing him without a piece of cloth on his body, looking upwards.
The scenery here is unique.
Click.
Yin Yan crushed the hard-skinned shell of the file folder, waved his hand, and a piece of white silk appeared out of thin air, floating towards Yu Zhen, wrapping him into rice dumplings.
Yu Zhen: "..."
He looked down at his body wrapped in a long strip, moved his bound limbs, blushed, and then his brain became hot, and said boldly, "Hidden! Don't you want to recognize the clothes you took off!"
"..." Can't refute, it makes sense.
The silk was loosened, turned into a robe and draped over him, Yin Yan put away the fragments of the papers and got up, and said, "wash up, it's time to eat."
"Huh." Yu Zhen grinned triumphantly, pulling on the straps of his robe, and returning to the room in a burst of mood.
After spending the night and sleeping for another day, Yu Zhen was too hungry. When he sat down at the dining table, he was eating frantically. When he ate and put down his chopsticks, he was shocked when he saw the most empty bowls and plates on the table.
"I actually ate so much?"
He touched his still flat belly, counted the empty plates, glanced at the bowl in front of Yin Yan with a little guilty conscience, and said, "Did I eat too hard? Are you full? Or I Do something for you?"
Yin Yan shook his head, got up and turned to the kitchen, and soon brought out a bowl of fruit salad and put it in front of him.
"This is made with Lingguo, eat it."
Spirit fruit
Yu Zhen smelled the fragrance of fruits and spiritual aura in the air, and only felt that his head, which was drowsy by the smell of food, instantly cleared up, his saliva secreted unconsciously, his hand took the bowl one step faster than his brain, and he waited for the spoon to respond. He seemed too eager to come over, embarrassedly raised his head to look at Yin Yan.
"You have just entered the stage, and you are in the soul fusion. It is normal for you to be sleepy and eat more." Yin Yan touched his head, bent over and kissed his forehead, and said: "Eat, I'll be watching, it's okay. "
Yu Zhen squinted his eyes and looked up to kiss him contentedly. First, he forkped a piece of spirit fruit and fed it to his mouth, beckoning him to eat first.
Sensing the satisfaction and joy in his heart, Yin Yan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, lowered his head to eat the Lingguo, rubbed his cheek, and turned around and began to clean up the dinner plate.
Yu Zhen retracted his fork and looked at his virtuously tidying up the table, remembering the appearance of him standing in front of the earthen stove and serving vegetables when the two officially met for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.
So happy.
He ate a piece of spirit fruit and looked at the gold ring on the ring finger, his smile couldn't stop at all.
At the beginning, he had no idea that this marriage would have such a happy result... He wanted to be happy forever, and to be happy forever.
He looked at Yin Yan, poked the Lingguo in the bowl, and blurted out his love: "I love you." He loved more day by day.
Yin Yan paused as he cleaned up the dishes, and looked at him sideways.
"I love you." He repeated, looking at his eyes, deliberately squinting to blur his facial features, and said: "I always feel like I want to tell you this, I want to tell you my mood, I love you, love this The soul living in the skin."
Love this, although always expressionless, but warm and honest soul.
After he finished speaking, he opened his eyes, like a contented cat, holding the bowl on the table, burying his head in his arms, and said: "It's over, I always think I'm dreaming, you are fake, I It’s also fake. When I wake up, I am still in the Taoist temple. Or I have always been stupid and didn’t get smart before elementary school. Grandpa and you are both made up by myself when I was stupid—ah!"
The body suddenly separated from the dining chair and floated up, and then the waist and back tightened, and the world was spinning around. When he recovered, he had fallen on the soft mattress in the bedroom, and the familiar ceiling and Yin Yan pressed down in front of him. Body.
"It looks like you have recovered."
As Yin Yan said, he hooked his fingers to the collar of his pajamas, and gently pulled them, all the buttons collapsed, and his hickey-marked body was exposed.
"Isn't I fake? You'll know if you feel it carefully." Yin Yan pressed down, kissed his wide-open eyes, and said, "Close your eyes."
Yu Zhen closed his eyes reflexively, his heart thumped and thumped wildly, and he felt the kiss fall on the center of his eyebrows, nose, lips, Adam's apple... gradually descending.
His breathing was messed up instantly, he thought vaguely before sinking, it was all true, this kind of extreme joy cannot be imagined out of thin air, only this person can bring him.
Love is true, and the person who loves is of course true.
After the indulgence, he was so tired that he felt confused, and he seemed to hear a slightly different voice in his ears, low, with a love that was too thick to dissolve.
"I love you too."
A soft kiss fell on his shoulders, and while he was asleep, he turned his head to look at the person behind him, but his eyes were too tired to open, his fingers moved, and he vaguely grasped a strand of smooth long hair.
Long hair
His eyelashes trembled, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he was really too tired. This doubt only flashed for a moment, and was replaced by trapped intentions, then darkness fell, and his consciousness disappeared.
His body floated and seemed to be lying in the clouds. He opened his eyes in a daze and found himself lying in a wooden barrel with a warm white liquid exuding the unique soothing breath of aura.
"Go to sleep."
The forehead was gently touched, and a slender figure in a black robe stood in front of him with a familiar breath.
"The Heavenly Spiritual Marrow is once in a million years. Soaking in it can nourish the Dantian and repair the dark wounds of the body. You relax your body, don't resist, and concentrate on absorbing it."
Consciousness went away again, he vaguely heard himself calling the other party, and then he didn't know anything.
…
"Sect Master, why are you retreating again, but where is your body uncomfortable?"
An unpleasant voice pulled him out of the drowsy edge. He struggled to open his eyes. In his unclear vision, there was a high-level magic circle shining brightly, and the heavenly spirit in the barrel was already a little dark. It looks very unknown.
"No, if there's nothing wrong, just withdraw."
Familiar, slightly cool voice, with some indifference and alienation that he doesn't usually have.
The disgusting voice came up again, pleasing and embarrassed, and said: "Sect Master, the pill that you gave last time is very useful, but if the sect wants to grow, you still need to train the younger generation of children. I heard about you. I have a tower of nothingness in my hand, which can transform all the hidden treasures you have visited, so I think..."
"I have another use for the Tower of Nothingness, so go back. Compared with the treasures of the secret realm, what the younger generation needs more is a solid foundation, a clear mind, elders, you are off the track."
"But… "
Too disgusting, disgusting voice, disgusting people, disgusting "for the sect".
"Master..." He struggled to speak, only to find that his voice was as thin as a mosquito and was vague.
"Get down."
The cool voice suddenly became majestic. After a wave of spiritual energy shocks and the sound of retreat, the air in front of him fluctuated, adding a familiar slender figure.
"Yuzhen."
The other party leaned down, and a strand of long hair wiped the rim of the barrel and fell into the dirty Celestial Marrow.
He stretched out his hand reflexively and held the strand of hair tightly.
dirty.
He wanted to say, but his consciousness became dizzy again, only having time to look at the reassuring and calm eyes of the other party, he sank into the darkness again.
As the sun shone, Yu Zhen opened his eyes, staring at the half-open curtains in front of him, and was stunned. For a long time, he climbed up and lowered his head and stretched out his hand, bending his fingers, showing confusion.
Is it a dream? But why the touch of the long hair held in the hand and the breath of the heavenly spirit are so real.
Who is in the bucket? Who is the one who leaned in to look down? What are they talking about
It seems to have its own part in it, but it seems that it doesn't.
His brain was aching, and he raised his hand to hold his forehead, his eyes touched the ring on his ring finger, and he clenched reflexively, as if he was holding a baby that could not be lost.
Click, the door behind him was opened, and the familiar footsteps sounded together with the familiar voice.
"Wake up? It's time for breakfast."
woke up? Yes, I woke up, but I didn't wake up completely.
He pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled unclearly. After reacting, he was stunned. He raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but bend over and buried his head in the quilt, humming lowly: "Yin Yan , The sun is too bright, it makes me a headache."
Yin Yan had a meal, turned around and closed all the curtains, then turned to the bed and stretched out his hand to help him, and asked, "Have a headache again?"
Yu Zhen straightened up and threw himself into his arms, lazily lying, looking up at him and smiling: "It won't hurt if you hold me."
Yin Yan looked down at him and said nothing.
"You fooled me." Yu Zhen raised his hand to rub his always calm face, closed his eyes, and raised his head to kiss his lips.
Yin Yan looked at his trembling eyelashes and looked obviously uneasy, lowered his eyes, hugged him and kissed back.
In order to celebrate the success of the "Life of Love" series, Qiu Feiqian let the whole family make time, specially positioned in the hotel, and hosted a celebration banquet for Yu Zhen.
"Now the official phone number of Qianle is almost blown up, and the feedback on the use of'Zhen Ai Yi Sheng' on the Internet is all well received. Everyone is asking about the author of this series, Xiao Zhen, you are famous, or global. ."
Qiu Feiqian's face was red, she couldn't stop boasting, and she generously allowed a family of young and old to drink for fun.
"This time even Xiangfei's stock has gone up, thanks to Xiaozhen! Mom turned around and gave you a big red envelope!"
Yu Zhen was embarrassed to be praised, and said that it was everyone's credit that he did nothing.
"Hahaha, Xiaozhen is shy." Qiu Feiqian was too happy, energetic, and looked much younger.
The family made a fuss about eating and eating. It took more than two hours to finish the meal. When they came home after eating, Yin Hexiang, who had a drink of wine, suddenly called to Yin Yan and said, "It's almost September. The date for your wedding and Xiaozhen’s wedding should also be set. Go back and discuss it for yourself, first pick a rough date."
Yu Zhen stopped when he heard the words and looked sideways at Yin Yan.
Yin Yan calmly nodded, and pulled the car door forward to help Yin Hexiang get into the car.
On the way home, Yin Yan and Yu Zhen sat in a car alone, and Yu Zhen finally couldn't help but said, "Are we really going to have a wedding at the end of the year?"
Yin Yan nodded, still looking calm.
Yu Zhen looked at his calm face and almost blurted out "I don't." When he came out before the exit, he realized that he seemed to be emotionally uncontrollable. He shut up quickly, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and nodded to show that he understood. No more words on the back of the chair.
Yu Zhen dreamed again this night, and the content of the dreams was very vague.
In his dream, he vaguely turned into a seriously injured young man in ancient costume. He was recuperating in a paradise-like place, eating and sleeping every day. Someone is taking care of him, but he always wants to hide from those who take care of him.
This is very irrational. The person taking care of him almost soaked him with good things. He ate jade jade dew, wore fairy brocade jade silk, and the good medicinal fragrance in the room, according to his personality. , He should be grateful for it, how could he avoid the other party.
With such doubts, he continued to eat, sleep and sleep, and then after a little better... ran away.
"Hey!"
He looked like that young man, or just a passer-by, walking forward on his painful leg, gritting his teeth.
"How can you be so excessive, he took care of you so hard, and you just said to run!"
This is really a very funny scene, he walked by himself, but he cursed himself for running away like this.
"He will treat you very well, very well, well, what do you run, you will be good to him when you go back soon, he is also very hard, don't you want people to find these good things?"
His legs were disobedient, he was still walking, and there were footsteps behind him, and the person taking care of him followed.
"Look, he has followed, go with him, go with him quickly."
The legs were still walking, and the teeth bite unconsciously because the body was too painful. He couldn't scold himself, so he could only jump in anxious heart.
Don't go! Don't go!
Look back at him, look back at him.
Puffing, he fell to the ground, his teeth knocked to his lips, bleeding from his mouth.
"Fool!" He was finally able to speak again, yelling with anger, "You are a fool! A fool, a fool!"
As soon as he warmed his body, he was embraced in a embrace that made people feel at ease.
Humph.
He closed his eyes and hummed.
By the way, that's right, staying in this embrace, here is the safest place.
His forehead was touched, he opened his eyes, his dream was gone, and Yin Yan's face was in front of him.
"What did you dream of, smiling so happily."
His forehead was bounced, he regained his senses, closed his eyes and threw himself in his arms, rubbed his head against his chest, and said, "I dreamed of a fool who violated his intentions. He was so stupid and made me laugh."
After laughing, I feel a little sad again.
Yin Yan touched the back of his head, lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, did not speak, but slowly tightened the hands holding him.
In the tail of summer, Yin Le went to university with a burden and became a glorious freshman.
The whole family sent him to school together, stared at him when the report was over, arranged the dormitory for him, met his roommate, went out to have a good meal together, and left reluctantly.
"Xiao Le has grown up too."
On the way home, Qiu Feiqian couldn't help but sigh, Yu Guang saw that Yu Zhen next to him raised his hand and yawned again, frowned slightly, and said concerned: "Xiao Zhen, did you not rest last night? Why did you keep yawning? Look at this. With bloodshot eyes, go back and take a good rest. If the nursery is too busy, hire a few more people. Don't rush to launch the new perfume series. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Yu Zhen put down his hand, rubbed his eyes, and said embarrassedly: "No, I go to bed early every day, just...yawn."
He couldn't help but yawned again, also very distressed.
He was really not very tired during this period, and he went to bed on time every day, but the quality of his sleep was not very good, and he always dreamed. Since the dantian stabilized, the body seemed to have been turned on some strange switch. As long as he fell asleep, he would dream. The dreams were still like a series, very coherent.
That is, the content is always vague. When you wake up, you may remember it more clearly. When you are completely awake, you will not remember clearly, only knowing that you have dreamed about "the two people" again.
Qiu Feiqian wanted to get crooked when he heard the words.
I went to bed early, but I didn't rest well. I was sleepy during the day... It must be something toss about at night.
She flew to Yin Yan with an eye knife, silently condemning.
How many times have I told you not to always toss Xiaozhen, how can you always not listen, when you are young, be greedy, and be careful when you are old!
Yin Yan who received her eye knife perfectly: "..."
He glanced at Yu Zhen, who was obviously starting to feel sleepy again, stretched out his arms to embrace him, and pressed his head on his shoulders.
With a lean on her body, Yu Zhen relaxed, rubbed comfortably, slowly closed her eyelids, and fell asleep like this.
"You said you, really..." Qiu Feiqian couldn't help but want to train Yin Yan, afraid that Yu Zhen would be noisy, and shut up quickly, only glared at him, turned his head and told Yin Hexiang to drive slowly.
It was probably the sleeping environment that affected the quality of sleep. Yu Zhen found that the dream was exceptionally clear this time, so clearly that he could sense the hot wind blowing in the air.
He was held in the air by a person with aura, underneath were a pile of demons' corpses, the tip of his nose was full of bloody smell, and his hands were a little trembling, that was the weakness after the killing.
"It's not scary to have desires."
Someone took his hand and did not use a cleansing technique, but took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped off the blood on his hand little by little, and calmed his trembling body with spiritual energy.
"Killing is not terrible either. Good and evil are not distinguished by strength and practice, but by human nature."
The aura vibrated, all the bloody smell in the air was removed, and the corpse disappeared. The ordinary people hiding in the corner hesitated and walked out, looking up at him standing in the air, the eyes are gone. The first time he saw him was full of evil spirits. When he looked like he was yelling at him for his fear and fear of harming demons, instead he knelt down together, shouting thanks to the fairy for help.
Fairy.
He clearly felt the confusion in his heart, the evil spirit was still there, the blood stains on his clothes were still there, after a killing, he actually became the immortal in the eyes of the people
"Look, they are thanking you."
A white spot of light rose from the people and went straight into his eyebrows.
"They will regard you as god from today."
The person beside him turned around, stood in front of him, looked down at him, raised his hand and continued to wipe the blood on his face, still in a calm tone, which made people feel at ease.
"Yuzhen, this is the first lesson for you as a teacher. The cultivator is still a human, and he also has seven passions. You can be angry, you can hate, you can do something because of anger and hatred, but you must ensure your own safety. , To ensure that after what you have done, you will gain, not lose."
"Some people killed people, he fell into hell, and some people killed people, but they were worshipped as gods. Yuzhen, I hope you can tell the difference."
"Don't suppress your desires."
"As long as you can distinguish the difference, as long as you can ensure your own safety, don't care about how others say, do it, and do it as long as you can be happy."
"The reason why obsessions become obsessions, and the reason why heart demons can wreak havoc, is because the world cannot control their inner desires, or suppress them, or escape them, or just sink into it."
"The apprentice who is a teacher is not such a layman."
"Get it if you want it, repay it if you have hatred, vent your hatred, relieve your pain if you are unwilling, as long as you are not on the path of destruction, you can do everything, and the teacher will watch you."
"Remember, nothing is more precious than your life."
The blood stains on his face were wiped clean, and the blood in his heart that was spawned by hatred and enchantment into evil also disappeared bit by bit with these words.
It turns out that you can hate, but you don’t need to suppress the evil thoughts. It turns out that even if you become a demon and kill people, you can still be what you want to be in the first place, and you can also embrace the light.
He lowered his head, raised his hand to cover his eyes, his nose sour, and he began to cry like a child.
Turns out... Don't be afraid of yourself becoming unrecognizable like this.
He can still be cherished. He is not the evil demon that everyone wants to kill. In this world, there are still people who care about his life.
"Thank you." He choked, his shoulders trembling, and his tears couldn't stop. "Thank you... Master."
Thank you for saving me.
In the apartment, Yin Yan hugged Yu Zhen onto the bed, and just as he was about to help him take off his shoes, he heard an inaudible call.
"Master..."
When he stiffened, he looked up suddenly, and saw that Yu Zhen was still asleep, but his brows were frowned, his eyelashes were trembling, slowly moistening, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes.
The afternoon sun is still warm, but summer seems to really be over.
Tears fell on the pillow, and with a pop, the corner of the pillow was faint.
He sat next to Yu Zhen and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. For a long time, he bent down and dropped a kiss on his forehead, and responded with a low voice: "Being as a teacher... Don't be afraid, everything will be okay, don't be afraid."
Yu Zhen in the dream seemed to hear his comfort, his frowning brows slowly loosened, and he curled up sideways, his hand grabbing a corner of his clothes for some time, and falling into a deep sleep.