Yama's boyfriend find out

Gu Chun was a little thirsty, and gradually woke up in his sleep.

There is a vague shadow in front of the bed, with the moonlight behind it, it is hard to see clearly.Gu Chun rubbed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he pulled it off again, raised his hand and hammered Soi Ying's shoulder.

"Fool, you can also visit me while I'm dreaming."

Chen Jinghua grabbed Gu Chun's wrist and put his index finger on his lips to "shh".

"Don't disturb the children..." The voice was low and steady.

Gu Chun remembered that when he first met Chen Jinghua, he was obviously scared to death by the sudden fire in the laboratory, but he easily fell into his voice.

"Your Chemical Academy is really dangerous... You must be careful in the future."

Gu Chun and Chen Jinghua's first acquaintance originated from an accidental fire in the university's chemistry department. The college lost a lot of wealth, but she gained a husband.

Sometimes she feels that life is really wonderful.

Gu Chun sat up slowly, and before he could speak, Chen Jinghua had already handed over a glass of water, the edge of the glass touched her lips, the water temperature was just right, and she drank most of the glass.

Chen Jinghua looked at her tenderly, turning all his love into water in his eyes.

"Thank you." He said softly.

Gu Chun knew what he was talking about, pouted, turned his head to look at his sleeping daughter, his eyes immediately changed, he couldn't help saying "no hard work", and when he recovered, he turned back to look at him , with grievance in his eyes.

"You know I've worked so hard and you don't come to see me?" Gu Chun turned his head away from him, but he didn't wait for his reply. Thinking about this dream, he would wake up at some point, so why should she still be kidding in the dream? temper.

Turning his head angrily, Gu Chun rubbed Chen Jinghua's face, and gave him a white look: "Are you going to see me in this dress even in your dreams? And... oh, it's so dirty."

Gu Chun disliked him but patiently helped him wipe the dust off his face.

"Today is the first day of junior high school. Mom said to go back and make dumplings for me. Dad didn't know what was going on. I didn't see him at night. I was alone in the hospital today... No, there is my baby with me, I just don't know What, always miss you."

Chen Jinghua looked at her quietly, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

"Don't be smug, it's just that it hurts too much today. During the delivery, the whole delivery room heard me scolding you, scolding you asshole, how can this kind of thing hurt me alone?" Gu Chunwu complained, feeling a pain in his hand. Liang, looked down, it turned out that Chen Jinghua held her hand, and patted her twice as comfortingly as when he first met her.

Gu Chun's heart suddenly softened, "You're such a jerk..." This complaint was much softer, it sounded like a baby.

"Dreams are different. If you had spoken against me in the past, you would have rarely let me go." Gu Chun looked at him with a half-smile, but Chen Jinghua was startled.

Chen Jinghua was stunned for a moment, then smiled and refuted her: "How can I have it?"

"Look, isn't that what you are?" Gu Chun shook off his hand, thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand to pull it back, "But you are just stupid, anyway, you won't be able to hold up to me in the end."

Chen Jinghua looked at her, and raised his hand to help her straighten the hair on her forehead, but just as the hand touched Gu Chun's forehead, there was a pause, and then slowly moved down to the corner of her eyes, wiping away her tears.

"Why are you crying?"

"Ah?" Gu Chun was more at a loss than he was. He stretched out his hand to touch his face, only to feel a piece of ice, like Chen Jinghua's hand, "Did I cry? I really cried...I see you feel uncomfortable...Yes It's not that you are too ugly today? It must be, I will be pleasing to the eye if you dress up better."

Gu Chun smiled, feeling that his speculation was well-founded.

"The eyebrows and eyes are pretty good, but I don't know how to dress up..." Gu Chun looked at his face carefully, then suddenly remembered something, and pulled him over, "Look at our little baby, does his mouth look like yours? ?”

Chen Jinghua looked at the baby on the bed, then at Gu Chun, shook his head, "Like you."

This person is always playing against her... But, well, in fact, her mouth and his Huazi's mouth are somewhat similar.

Gu Chun yawned, "Well, well, it's better to be like me, who made her my daughter."

Chen Jinghua's eyes dimmed, and he asked her, "Are you sleepy?"

Gu Chun rubbed his eyes, "It's a bit."

Chen Jinghua didn't speak again, just looked into Gu Chun's eyes, the angle of the moonlight shining in made him only able to see Gu Chun's outline clearly.

But he was so familiar with this person that he could recognize the person in front of him even with his eyes closed, just like when Gu Chun just woke up, he could recognize him even though he was facing the light behind him.

After a long time, Chen Jinghua pressed her shoulder, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy, I will see you sleep."

Gu Chun felt that this dream might be over. Although it was a bit strange to sleep in the dream, she really couldn't keep her eyes open.Maybe she fell asleep from a dream, but maybe she woke up in reality.

"Okay, then you have to keep looking at me."

Chen Jinghua held her hand tightly, and replied softly: "Okay."

Gu Chun was really sleepy, she closed her eyes, but panicked inexplicably, feeling that she had missed something.

"What do you think is a good name for our daughter?" Gu Chun suddenly asked such a sentence out of nowhere.

Are you stupid?This is not true. When she woke up from the dream, how could the name Hua Zi thought of be the same as the dream she had.

She didn't hear Chen Jinghua's voice either, vaguely, she felt a cool kiss on her forehead, and the warm breath engulfed her, and she heard a choked up voice.

"How about Yu An?"

Gu Chun laughed confusedly, and muttered: "I really shouldn't ask you."

But she felt pretty good in her heart, and the rest of her life was stable, which meant that it was not bad.

Fall asleep from this dream, wake up from that dream.

Gu Chun was woken up by the crying of the child, and the curtains were drawn on the windows, so that no moonlight could penetrate.

"It's really a dream."

Gu Chun sighed, and went to hug the hungry and crying little bun, "Oh, An An, our An An, Yu An, this is the name your father gave you. Huh? What? It's ugly? It's right if it's ugly, after all. Taken from a dream..."

Yi Qian clutched the note, glanced restlessly at the car outside the window, and his heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of his throat.

He heard the intermittent sound of firecrackers, and many beautiful fireworks exploded in the sky. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, only to realize that it was already the first day of the new year.

It's a new year, and everything should start off to a good start.

Yi Qian searched for the address on the note and finally stood in front of the door, but when he got closer, he hesitated.

People are always full of fear of the unknown. What you are afraid of is not the unknown, but what you have already described in your heart.

Such as ghosts, such as Yi Qian's last sight.

With a sigh of relief, Yi Qian took a step forward. He didn't choose to knock on the door, but walked in directly.

There were seven people in the room, five of which Yi Qian had never seen before. People are always attracted by novelty.But Yi Qian saw Lu Zhaoli at a glance, and it wasn't until he was blocked by the cross-arm of the person in front of him that he realized that there were other people in the room.

Lu Zhaoli was lying in the formation, his limbs were fixed by the formation, and he couldn't move for half a minute.He gritted his teeth and his face was ferocious, as if he was enduring great pain.

Yi Qian's first thought was that he was still alive.

Second thought was, why does he look so hurt?

"Who are you?" The person blocking him was a little girl no older than 12 years old, with vigilance in her almond eyes, but she didn't seem to be afraid of him, and added, "You can't pass."

"Get out of the way." Yi Qian didn't look at the little girl, but stared straight at Lu Zhaoli who was lying on the ground struggling behind her, with a strong and sullen tone.

The little girl frowned.

It was Ji Yao who spoke first: "Huarong, let him go."

When the little girl heard Ji Yao's words, she turned to ask her, and Yi Qian took advantage of the emptiness and ran right past her.

"you--"

The little girl's angry eyes changed several times, and finally she just covered her small mouth in shock, and couldn't say anything else.

The other four also looked in disbelief.

They saw Yi Qian kneeling in front of Lu Zhaoli, holding his convulsive hand, and rubbing it against his face, his voice was soft and reassuring.

"I am back."

Then Lu Zhaoli suddenly stopped struggling.

He even hooked his fingers and smiled with difficulty.

"How is it possible?" Yi Qian heard someone exclaim behind him.

"He was obviously ruined, and he had to suffer a lot of bone-burning pain during the remodeling process, and he didn't have divine power to protect his body, so the pain he suffered would be unimaginable. How can he still laugh?"

"Yeah...he just seemed to be unable to survive..."

Yi Qian turned his head, his eyes were full of deep pain, and Lu Zhaoli's silence was only for a moment, and he immediately became unconscious again, and when he couldn't help but tighten his fingers, he scratched Yi Qian's cheek Face.

The formation was shining, Yi Qian caressed his pale face, and something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he repeated over and over again: "Lu Zhaoli, I'm back."

"Lu Zhaoli, I'm back."

"Lu Zhaoli, I'm back."

"Lu Zhaoli, I... am back."

so look at me...

Warm tears flowed down Yi Qian's clenched lips, rolled down from his chin, and fell onto his face. Yu Wen was taken away in an instant, leaving only a cool feeling.

Lu Zhaoli seemed to be roasted on a fire, or frozen in a millennium of ice; knives were picking off the flesh from his bones, and thousands of worms were sucking his blood; his heart , his liver, his internal organs, were being bitten mercilessly every minute and every second.

But what was even more frightening was that the pain was decreasing bit by bit. To be precise, it was hard for him to feel it anymore.

That's not numbness, it's that his consciousness is dissipating, and when the consciousness dissipates completely, the remodeling of the soul has not been completed, leaving only a physical body.

He is dead.

He doesn't really value life and death that much. As an existence, after living for so many years, he seems to have gotten tired of it long ago.

But that was a long time ago.

There is always one person in his heart, and he is rarely interested in anything else, and that is the only exception.

When he came to the world for the first time, the most he did was wandering around the world non-stop, never staying for anyone, until one day, someone reached out and stopped him.

"Sir, is there a fire on you?"

His name was Song Qinghuan at that time, maybe he had just left the stage, and before he could take off his costume, he stopped him like that, with an evil look on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Zhaoli didn't bring a fire, but he couldn't look away, and didn't know how to refuse. In the end, he took the cigarette, fiddled with it behind his back, and it was already lit when he handed it to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qing smiled happily, turned around and lay down on the guardrail of the stone bridge, looking at the person who put the lamp under the bridge.

Lu Zhaoli never speculated on others, but he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be preoccupied.

"You... what's on your mind?"

Song Qinghuan didn't expect that Lu Zhaoli hadn't left yet. When he turned his head, his eyes were a little strange, and then he tilted his head and smiled, "Just treat it as if I have it."

What is the answer?

Lu Zhaoli also walked over, imitating Song Qinghuan, leaning on the stone bridge, and looking at the person who put the lamp under the bridge.But they are really nothing to look at, and they are not as good as the people in front of him who can arouse his interest.

How should I put it, the person in front of him is obviously smiling, but the emotion concealed in his eyes makes him a little uncomfortable, and it also makes him a little breathless.

"Can you tell me? Maybe I can help you." He was right. With his ability, as long as it does not violate the way of heaven, ordinary small favors can also help.

Song Qinghuan turned her head to look at him, her eyes reflected in the moonlight were hazy, meeting his gaze, making Lu Zhaoli want to dodge for no reason.

If he doesn't dodge, he seems to be unable to resist approaching.

Why did he get close, he didn't understand, he just thought that hugging him might make this cold person warmer.

"I want to kill someone." Song Qing smiled and said in a serious tone.

With just these few words, Lu Zhaoli definitely couldn't help him, and he felt a little lost.

"However, if I kill him, I'm afraid more people will die tragically." Song Qinghuan looked up at the sky and sighed, "Many people pointed at his protection."

"So, you are struggling." Lu Zhaoli finally understood what he meant.

"Well..." Song Qinghuan nodded happily, looking into the distance, "Laicheng gave me a second life, I love this place very much, I can't bear to let it get hurt."

When he said this, he seemed to be thinking of something, and there was a kind of heart-wrenching sadness in his eyes. When the word "hurt" came out, Lu Zhaoli felt that maybe he had experienced something before.

And the experience terrified him.

What to do, he wants to be closer to him even more.

"However, what is owed must be paid back..." Song Qinghuan lost a word without thinking, suddenly turned to face Lu Zhaoli, and bowed deeply.

"Sir, you have lent me the fire and listened to my troubles. What can I repay you?"

Lu Zhaoli was stunned for a moment, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, he wanted to say, let the people in front of him follow him, maybe this way his fun in the world would increase by more than half.But I suddenly remembered that he said that he loves this city very much.

"Are you an opera singer? Why don't you sing me a song?" Lu Zhaoli smiled.

Unexpectedly, Song Qinghuan rejected him without even thinking about it, "Mister, please understand, I only sing on the stage, sir, why don't you come and support me some other day."

Lu Zhaoli was rejected so simply that he couldn't hold back. He wanted to say that's fine, but he didn't expect to hear him say, "But I can sing a song for sir."

The scene of that day, the last impression of Song Qinghuan, is that much.

But the song Song Qinghuan sang to him became his eternal cell phone ringtone, "Rose Rose I Love You".

As the light and shadow changed, Lu Zhaoli dazedly looked at the shadow passing by his side. Although it was just an outline, it had been imprinted in his mind long ago, and he would never admit it wrong.

"Lu Zhaoli, I'm back..."

Someone shouted his name, like a voice that had traveled through a hundred years, and it would penetrate into his heart across thousands of mountains and rivers.

He's back, he's finally back, and it would be a pity if he couldn't see himself when he came back.

Lu Zhaoli slowly opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch the wet cheek of the person in front of him. The gentle movement made the latter's body tremble.

"Now I'll set up a stage for you, will you still sing?"

Yi Qian was stunned for a moment, as if he was looking for the memory that was about to be buried in Lu Zhaoli's smiling eyes, feeling the rising body temperature, he couldn't help tightening his arms.

He hugged Lu Zhaoli in his arms, and rubbed his sweaty hair with his chin.

"Sing," he said.