die for

When Ruan Qingjue killed someone for the first time, the first batch of Twilight Gods who had given up their desires had already appeared in the heavens.

Their reputation in the human world is far better than that of Donghuang, and it can even be said that they don't remember Donghuang Taiyi much.

But Donghuang didn't say anything, and arranged a task for him.

To kill a desire discarded by the twilight god.

That person has wanted to live a normal life for many years, and has a wife and a child who is less than one month old at home.He killed that desire in front of those two people.

The moment of killing can be said to be exciting. The splashing blood aroused his blood-eating wildness, making him almost forget who he is. He just wanted to let his blood flow more and his body rot.

The eyes that wanted to look at him, but gradually dimmed, made his heart completely cold.

He squatted by the stream and carefully washed the blood off his face, rubbing until his cheeks were flushed.The water is very cold, which can make him wake up quickly, but he can't forget those helpless eyes.

For the first time, the emotion he realized was not God’s all-encompassing love, but helplessness.

Donghuang looked at him like this a long time ago, and then it was Black Snake.

Nothing can be done.

Nothing to say.

Everything in the end is hidden in those black and white eyes, which makes people comprehend to their heart's content but can't say a word.

This is helplessness.

"Hey!"

The sudden appearance of the black snake scared him into the water.

"Qing Jue is very powerful, but be careful next time." Black Snake skillfully applied medicine to his wound, seemingly ignorant of his words, and said, "Did you know? I am unwilling, so the eyes will reflect the look of the murderer." Ruan Qingjue shivered lightly, his wet clothes stuck to his body and was almost frozen by the cold wind, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

"To shut up."

"One is quiet, the other is active. Two old acquaintances meet suddenly..."

"To shut up!"

"The restless man suddenly hugged the quiet man longingly... not because time fermented his longing quickly, but because he was greedy for the special breath of the quiet man."

Everyone has their own strengths, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, and those who are active will definitely not need those who are quiet if they are not by accident, and they will definitely be attracted when they meet.

Because it is different.

Because there is no need to work hard, intrigue, and flattery.

"What do you mean?"

"This is what your father said. Let me revise it. Two old friends with different temperaments happen to meet. It is a longing for either of them to hug each other. Humans are naturally pretending, unwilling to be ordinary, but yearning for ordinary after they are old. There are differences that make them separate, and they start to miss after being separated for too long. Active people miss the calm, and quiet people miss the short-lived youthful victories. The murderer and the dead are the same, there is always some connection that makes them a murderer, One is a dead person. Maybe they used to be sworn brothers, or maybe they were married couples who entered the bridal chamber. Their relationship can be very good, but one day the murderer kills someone by accident, and the deceased closes his eyes. Neither is wrong."

Black Snake likes to attribute everything to coincidence, good or bad.But he prefers to know the ending in advance, so when he looks at a dying person, he doesn't think about whether this person will be rescued, but his happiness in the last second.

This is painful, and the inescapable pain is the hardest to let go of.

He still doesn't know that since then, he has gradually left the track of Donghuangpu and walked into the abyss.