His voice was quiet, but it was filled with the smell of overcast pressure.
"Lu Zhanxing..." Gu Mang murmured, "Zhanxing..."
This overly intimate call ignited the fire in Mo Xi's heart. He raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Gu Mang, as expected, in your heart, he is much more important than me."
Gu Mang groped his poor memory and said, "He's mine, brother."
Mo Xi was suddenly stinged: "Yes. He is your brother."
When he said this, his voice was very low, as if he was holding back his nausea, trying to admit a truth that made him sick. He took a low breath, raised his hand to support his brow bone and forehead, rubbed one wall, and said in a low voice: "You are right at all, Lu Zhanxing's rubbish. That stupid pig, he is your brother."
Gu Mang felt uncomfortable deep in his consciousness, and frowned, "You can't scold him. He's not a stupid pig, and he's not a waste."
Mo Xi didn't say a word, and stopped rubbing his brow bone, but his hand was still on his forehead, making it difficult for people to see the emotions on his face.
After a long while, he said, "Your brain is broken, why don't you forget to protect him?"
For some reason, he clearly didn't speak loudly, and he obviously didn't have any twisted and angry expression, but Gu Mang felt shivering when he heard his voice.
"Gu Shuai, you are really, you are sincere, and you are deeply affectionate."
Mo Xi let go of his hand and raised his eyes. His eyes were dark and deep, with flashes of light. He stared at Gu Mang silently for a long time, with an unpredictable and unpredictable look on his face.
He suddenly said, "Just tell me. About your good brother, do you remember something about him?"
Mo Xi's eyes were too heavy, Gu Mang lowered his head under his gaze, looked at his knees, thought about it, and said, "I saw a lot of people first, and they all blame me."
"… "
"Blame me for not doing what I promised, saying that I forgot their names." Gu Mang stunned, "Then, I saw Zhan Xing."
Mo Xi's heart tightened, but his face remained motionless: "What did he do to you?"
"He... he was smiling at me, he turned back and smiled at me, and... then he turned and left. I wanted to chase him, but I couldn't catch up, he disappeared into those figures." Gu Mang said, "I Just remember, I used to have one like this, bro."
Mo Xi was silent.
Gu Mang raised his head and asked him hesitantly, "Did I have an army like you before?"
"… Yes."
"That Zhanxing, is it also in the army..."
Mo Xi said blankly, "Yes. He is your deputy commander."
Gu Mang's eyes flickered with desire: "What about others? Is he also Chonghua?"
Mo Xi turned his face to look at the Xuan window. Outside the window, magpies and birds chirped, and the sky light scattered through the tangled branch-patterned window lattice and shattered on the ground. "You'll never see him again. Don't think about him," he said.
Gu Mang was startled: "Why?"
Mo Xi's expression was cold and mean, and he said three words lightly: "He is dead."
After a few moments of silence, Gu Mang said blankly, "What?"
"Dead. The head was dismembered, Dongshi was executed, and the body was hung for three days."
I don't know what kind of hatred makes the man who has always been upright so vicious, and the poisonous juice overflows from the bottom of his heart, quenching between his lips and teeth.
Mo Xi didn't look at Gu Mang's face, he still looked at the window and the scattered light spots under the window. He said: "I'm so sorry, there is no such person in the world. You think for nothing. It's a waste of your own feelings and brains."
Gu Mang opened his eyes wide.
He has learned a lot of words and phrases now, so he understands all of Mo Xi's words.
But at this moment, he suddenly hoped that he was still the person in Luomei Bieyuan who could only understand the simplest sentences. He didn't want to understand Mo Xi's meaning at all.
Gu Mang's lips moved, wanting to speak, but the pain in his heart was split.
He wasn't too surprised, as if he knew that Lu Zhanxing was dead subconsciously, as if he had experienced such parting and pain many, many years ago.
But he didn't expect that this old scar that was tangled in flesh and blood would be dug up again by Mo Xi and then torn and pierced mercilessly - he lowered his head abruptly, his vision blurred.
Mo Xi turned around suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you crying?"
"I have no idea… "
"It's been such a long time, you still feel sorry for him?" Mo Xi's chest was still full of blood, he was still suppressing himself, but bloodshot eyes were already forming in his eyes, "Gu Mang, you fucking crazy? ."
Gu Mang only held his head and murmured, "You don't understand. You don't understand... "
"I don't understand what?!" Gu Mang's instinctive protection made Mo Xi's heart suffocate, and he was suddenly furious. He swept over the bowl on the bed table, and the broken porcelain smashed all over the floor.
Mo Xi stood up abruptly, holding Gu Mang's bun, forcing him to look at him without turning his head.
"Do you know what Lu Zhanxing is?" He almost gritted his teeth, "Do you know what kind of trash he is?!"
"… "
"Yes, he's your brother." Mo Xi's gaze was about to go down like this, and he took out Gu Mang's heart and lungs and smashed them into his own palm, so as not to make him feel sorry for others.
He was so hateful, so thirsty, so at a loss.
So much so that his hands trembled a little, Mo Xi said in a low voice, "But it's your good brother, he was the one who made an impulsive attack on the battlefield back then, and he caused the catastrophe to ignite the rest of the neutral two. The country's resentment is because he led the misfortune to the east and let Chonghua suffer from the enemy back and forth back then, and how many innocent people died!!"
"You can't remember any of this, can you? Good! I'll remind you! I'll tell you!!"
"Yours! Mine!! Our Paoze is under siege because of his anger! Millions of Chonghua's subjects have been displaced because of his anger!! Your brother!! You are used to it! You protect it!!!"
Mo Xi's backlog of anger for so many years burned out overnight, and the anger almost burned through Gu Mang.
"What brother... For the sake of being happy, he killed the negotiating envoy regardless of your order, this is a brother?!! Retreat you into the fire pit and let you be troubled at home and abroad, this is a brother?!! Your long-cherished wish for a lifetime is to want slaves. You have worked hard for so long to be able to make a fortune and make a fortune, you have to go in the wind and rain, life and death are wandering, and he will ruin all your efforts in one impulse, what the fuck is this brother?!!"
As Mo Xi spoke, the veins on his hands protruded, his face was full of blood, and the blood vessels in his neck were throbbing.
He touched Gu Mang's eyes, he stared at him stubbornly, and poured out the rushing hatred and unwillingness on him - Mo Xi shouted angrily: "Gu Mang, you remember it clearly for me, what happened in the past without him. It's not going to happen! The nobles won't seize the handle to stir up their tongues, and the Lord will not have the opportunity to cut your power! So many innocent monks... common people... will not die!! You will not... You won't either..."
He gasped, unable to speak.
He slowly let go of Gu Mang's hand, and his eyes were filled with hatred and endless water. He turned his face away and quickly wiped the wetness from his eyes.
The bitterness in his throat blocked the rest of the sentence.
Over the years, I have endured too hard, endured too hard... Really too hard.
Without Lu Zhanxing.
Neither will you, being cornered.
Will not surrender to the enemy Liao country, sacrifice the body to the devil.
Nor will we... not get where we are today.
"That's it... You still can't forget him. You still treat him as a brother." Mo Xi's face was covered with a thin layer of mockery, suppressing all the sadness. He whispered: "You still don't let me scold him."
"Okay, I get it." Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes and sneered softly, "In the past, now, in the future, no matter when he did wrong or right, whether he was alive or dead, I... …”
I can't compare to him.
His lips trembled and he pursed abruptly, so he was speechless. He was so arrogant, he had already given everything he had, but he was still dumped. He still bleakly became an abandoned child in Gu Mang's life. How could he regain his courage and tell Gu Mang his full heart.
Mo Xi tried his best to suppress his trembling emotions, for fear that he would lose control even more if he continued. His Adam's apple rolled, and after a while, he spit out a word in a low hoarseness, almost sighing: "Gu Mang. He is your brother, what about me... "
what about me
What am I in your heart
You once left me for your brother.
Abandon me for your ideal.
For your robe, you pushed me to the depths of hell.
seven years.
I've been wandering in this hell of life and death for seven years - did you think about me when you were desperate for them
Do you want me to face the person I once loved with swords and swords, or do you want me to go away with you and leave behind the Chonghua that has been guarded by the Mo family for generations
When you left because of their anger, did you worry about what I should do? !
Just because I care about you, I cherish you, so you hurt me again and again, and put me at the end of your consideration.
Yeah
Gu Mang looked at the man's face that was trying his best to support it, but his expression was almost broken, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
Just feel so sad.
He was saddened to hear that Lu Zhanxing died. He was sad to hear those soldiers calling him Gu Shuai in the dream. But looking at Mo Xi's current appearance, he felt a completely different kind of pain in his heart.
This kind of pain made him raise his hand uncontrollably, hesitantly, and finally held Mo Xi's face tremblingly: "No. You are mine... "
my what
The answer seemed to be on his lips, but he couldn't pour it out.
It seems that their intimate memories of yesterday are in their hearts, but they can't be tapped.
Mo Xi turned his face to the side, as if waiting for Gu Mang to finish the sentence, but after looking at each other for a long time, Gu Mang's throat was still blocked and he didn't say anything.
In such silence and waiting, Mo Xi's eyes slowly turned red.
He pushed Gu Mang's hand away and said, "You don't need to think hard. I'll tell you."
"I'm nothing to you, and we didn't have anything before. It's just that you acted on the scene, I'm stupid and young." He uttered every word, and his eyes were red as he stared at Gu Mang's face, his tone and expression were mixed. It is so cruel, but the words are tied, but it is my own heart.
"Lu Zhanxing is your brother, I am not."
"Building a career is your dream, I'm not."
"Paoze is your blood, your obsession, and the past that you can never let go of. I'm not."
Gu Mang shook his head slightly. He looked at this extremely powerful yet extremely lonely man. The pain in his heart became deeper and clearer.
"You said, no... it's not like that..."
Mo Xi held his wrist abruptly, his eyes trembling, staring at his face: "What else could it be?" He brought Gu Mang's hand over with terrifying strength.
He forcibly pressed Gu Mang's hand to the left side of his chest, close to where his heart was beating.
"You know what. I have a scar here. You left me."
Gu Mang opened his eyes slightly.
Mo Xi almost masochistically chuckled: "Gu Mang, I've always wanted to ask you, if it wasn't me but Lu Zhanxing who stood in front of you back then, would you still be able to stab you with this knife?"
"I... hurt you?"
Mo Xi turned his face to his ear, and said softly, "You almost killed me."
Just because I loved you so unafraid of life and death back then.
Gu Mang wanted to pull his hand back as if he had been scalded, but Mo Xi pressed it so hard that he couldn't move it. He could only feel the pounding heartbeat under his palm.
Why would he want to kill him...
Obviously in his memory, he saw that they were so intimate, how could he be playing on the scene. Although he can't remember many things, he can recall the happiness and warm emotions of weak Guanye, how could it be fake.
"It's very dazed, isn't it?" Mo Xi pressed against his auricle, his breath was close at hand, wet and fiery, "Actually, I don't understand. You pushed me into hell seven years ago, and I thought about it for seven years. To this day, I still don't understand why you can be so cruel."
His voice was so low, but the hatred he gritted his teeth was so high, "I don't understand you, Gu Mang, do you think I will forgive you again and again without any bottom line, so you trample on me. Or because—"
He paused, his throat rolled: "Actually, you never thought of me at all."
So I can step on my heart like mud on the soles of my feet.
Gu Mang was forced to retreat by these bloody questions, and he felt that his poor mind was about to lose his mind. He only had a scoop of memories, but Mo Xi wanted to scoop out a sea of love from him.
"I don't know..." he murmured, "I really...really don't know..."
"You know, the answer is buried in your heart." Mo Xi whispered, "I will keep you until the day you remember. I will make you kneel in front of me and give me an answer and an apology. ."
After he finished saying this, Xiu Chang's cold and white hands loosened, loosening Gu Mang's tightly gripped bun, and then patted Gu Mang's back in a coercive manner.
"My patience is actually no better than Murong Lian."
"… "
"So." He slowly opened the distance from Gu Mang, Chang Ye Wuji's eyes stared at Gu Mang's face, his fingertips tapped on the side of Gu Mang's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, don't make me wait. You are too long."
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"The Miserable Conference"
Gu Mang: Hello everyone, my name is Gu Mang. I am a man who was imprisoned as soon as he appeared.
Murong Lian: Hello everyone, my name is Murong Lian. I am a man who hates me as soon as I appear.
Princess Sissi: Hello everyone, my name is Mo Xi, and I am a man whose wife runs away as soon as I appear.
Jiang Yexue: Hello, everyone, my name is Jiang Yexue, and I am a man whose wife died as soon as I appeared.
Lu Zhanxing: Hello, everyone, my name is Lu Zhanxing, and I am a man who died before he even appeared on the stage.
Crowd: ... That's still the worst for you, Brother Lu. Brother Lu is stable, Brother Lu won, and Brother Lu won the first place.
Lu Zhanxing: But being the champion of this conference doesn't make me feel the slightest downfall...