Because Yun Qingluo was injured, Gu Canmo didn't assign any tasks to her and just let her rest quietly.
Love is a very sad thing. Yun Qingluo was really hurt this time. He felt a mixture of hatred and love for Di Fuyi, but he also knew that he still had no hope in this life, or maybe she and him were never meant to be together. …
But that's not what makes her most anxious. What worries her the most is that her 'Di Fu Yi' is missing!
The doll that had always been by her side was missing from her storage bag!
So in the past few days, while she was feeling sad, she was also as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
I'm afraid that her doll will be discovered by Di Fuyi...
If discovered, she would really be dead!
That night, when she couldn't fall asleep with her heart full of sorrow, the door rang softly, opened with a creak, and a person stepped in.
Black hair, purple clothes, and a mask covering his face.
Yun Qingluo jumped up: "You!" Regardless of her injured body, she rushed forward and grabbed the other person's hand: "Where have you been running these past few days?! No, how could you run by yourself? ?!" This person was her lost puppet.
She jumped too fast, shaking the wound, and she bent over again in pain.
The man sighed softly, picked her up by the waist, and put her on the bed again: "You are still hurt, why are you so careless?" His voice was as gentle as before.
Yun Qingluo was angry and grabbed his collar: "Say! How did you run away by yourself?!"
The man took advantage of the situation and suppressed her.
Yun Qingluo trembled slightly, hugged his neck, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You..." He closed his eyes and murmured: "Fuyi..."
There was a glimmer of light in the man's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and pulled off her clothes, moving his fingers...
Obviously, this was something he did often when he was with her, so the man was very skilled at it.
Yun Qingluo's body trembled again, and his tears flowed more quickly. He did not refuse, but frequently called Di Fuyi's name...
It was as if the person doing this to her was the person in her mind.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a gentle smile on his lips, but a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
When Yun Qingluo returned to reality from heaven, she looked at the puppet in front of her with disgust and pushed him away: "Get out! You are not him! Not..."
Usually when she pushed him away like this, he would quietly step aside and wait for her to put him into the storage bag again.
But not this time. He took a step back and then came forward, grabbed her shoulders and chuckled: "Yun Qingluo, how long will you keep deceiving yourself like this?!"
Yun Qingluo's shoulders hurt from his grip, but he looked at him with wide eyes in shock: "You..."
The man sat next to her, and suddenly pressed his finger on the broken bone. Yun Qingluo suddenly broke into a cold sweat from the pain, and subconsciously resisted him...
But the man's strength was immense, and she was injured, so she couldn't exert much strength. She was completely restrained in the man's arms, unable to move.
The man still smiled gently: "Qing Luo, you are hurt like this, don't you have any hatred?"
The man's tone was gentle, but he showed no mercy and directly opened her bloody scab...
"Qingluo, don't you feel pain here?"
Yun Qingluo was trembling in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead as if he didn't want money: "Stop... stop! Stop..."
Only then did the man stop: "Do you know it hurts?"
"Who... are you?! You are not mine... my puppet!" Yun Qingluo's eyes were horrified. She just tried so hard to control him with the puppet technique, but there was no response at all.
"Qingluo, I am." The man sighed: "But I have other masters. Qingluo, I have been with you for two years, and I still have feelings for you. You are destined to not get that person, why not Do you really think of me as him? You see, I can coax you and make you happy, and my appearance and demeanor are just like him, how can I be worse than him? "
Yun Qingluo closed his eyes: "But you are not him after all! You just look similar in appearance, but the rest is not like him at all! You can't even compare with a hair of his!"
A sharp look flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly stabbed her wound!
Yun Qingluo stood up like a fish and almost screamed, but the man directly covered his mouth.
She was shaking in pain, her eyes were wide and round, looking at this puppet who looked like a demon incarnate in horror.
The man looked at her pale face and sighed: "This pain was actually brought to you by him, wasn't it?"
His hand was still lingering near her wound. Yun Qingluo was almost soaked in cold sweat. She didn't dare to refute anymore and could only nod.
The man seemed to be satisfied, and finally let go of her mouth, and asked again: "Then do you hate him?"
Yun Qingluo nodded again.
"That's right. Qingluo, that person is destined not to belong to you. He is so cruel to you and betrays all your infatuation. Why do you still want such a person to live in the world? You can't get him. It’s better to destroy him! Don’t you think so? At least he didn’t belong to anyone before he was destroyed. Then if you own me, you will own him... "
Yun Qingluo's face turned pale: "You... you want me to kill him?"
The man brushed her lips with his fingers: "You don't have that ability, and you can't get close to him. Even if you get close to him, you are no match for him. He will kill you faster."
"Then...then you said you wanted me to destroy him...I..."
"You don't have to do it yourself, you just need to do what I say..." The man began to assign tasks to her.
The task is not complicated. It is to spread certain public opinions among students and monitor someone...
Yun Qingluo was in a state of confusion, knowing that if he took this step, he would be completely on the opposite side of that person, and it would be difficult to turn back.
The man seemed to see her hesitation, smiled softly, and dropped the threat: "Yun Qingluo, you don't have to do this, but I will go out, let others discover my existence, and confess to others. What happened between you and me in the past two years... Tell me, what would happen to you if Di Fuyi knew about these things?"
Yun Qingluo's face turned pale.
She closed her eyes. At this point, she had no way out and could only do what the man said...
…
The moon is high in the sky, and the full moon is as big as a disk hanging there.
The moon is dark, and a few stars are scattered in the sky.
A wisp of flute sound sounded, echoing between heaven and earth, making the already bright red maple leaves fly with the sound of the flute.
Long Siye stood under the tree in a white robe, and the sound of his flute continued to flow, as if he was thinking about the past, and seemed to be lamenting the good times he once had.
At the end of the song, he looked at the moon in trance for a long time, and the figure was very bleak.
Someone coughed in the maple forest. Long Siye didn't seem to expect that there was someone in the maple forest and immediately turned around to look.
A man in blue robe walked out. The man in blue robe was wearing a mask. He couldn't see his face clearly. He only saw that the man was very tall, and the face wearing the mask looked very familiar!
He frowned slightly: "Di Fuyi?!"
The man in blue robe sighed: "You got the wrong person, I'm not him!" Even his voice was very similar to Di Fuyi's.
"Then who are you?" Long Siye clenched the flute in his hand: "How come you are so similar to him?! What is your relationship with him?"
The man in blue robe was silent for a while, then smiled softly, but his smile was a little sinister under the moonlight: "What do you think?"
Long Siye stared at the smile on his lips and looked him up and down: "His brother? Twins?"
The man in blue robe sighed softly: "You guessed it. They are twins..."
Long Siye frowned: "I have never heard him mention this, nor have I heard anyone else say it."
The man in blue robe sneered: "Of course you haven't heard of it. I am his twin brother who cannot be seen in the light..."
Long Siye looked at him again and said nothing.
The man in blue robe took a step forward: "What? Don't believe it? You know him very well. Then look at my hands, chin, eyes, mouth... are they exactly the same as him?"
Long Siye glanced at the places he mentioned and found that they were exactly the same as Di Fuyi, every bit as good.
There's really no explanation for it other than twins.
Of course, Long Siye also thought of another possibility - Di Fuyi's clone!
He stared at the man's face: "Why don't you take off your mask and let me see it?"
The man sighed slightly: "He always wears a mask in front of others, and you don't know his true appearance. What will happen if I take off the mask? Can you tell the difference
Long Siye's eyes flashed slightly and he sighed: "What you said makes sense. Forget it, I have no intention of verifying anything with you. Let's just say goodbye." He turned to leave.
"Sect Master Long, are you willing to be suppressed by him for a long time?"
Long Siye paused slightly and said calmly: "My kung fu is not as good as his, so it is natural for me to be below him. There is no need to be willing to do so. Your Excellency, there is no need to sow discord here." Turn around and go.
"What about the woman you love? You watched her being taken away by him, and you didn't feel dissatisfied at all?" The man in blue robe said something that would only hurt people's feet.
Long Siye turned around suddenly, breathing a little unsteadily: "What are you talking about?!"
The man in blue robe smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Sect Master Long, you understand what I mean."
Long Siye turned around and left.
The man in blue robe did not chase her, but only added: "I have a way to help you get your woman back, and I can even kill him!"
Long Siye paused again and said, "He and I are both Heavenly Disciples, how could we do such a thing?!" He turned around and left in a hurry.
The man in blue robe looked at his back, curled his lips slightly, and smiled. He had already seen that Long Siye was tempted, so he just wanted to add more fire...
The next day, Long Siye seemed a little restless all day long. He went to the entrance of Di Fuyi's courtyard and lingered for a while. When he saw Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi coming back holding hands, Di Fuyi didn't know what he had said to Gu Xijiu. What, it made Gu Xijiu laugh out loud and punch Di Fuyi.
(End of chapter)