think too much

21

This might be regarded as a sign of reconciliation, Li Muran almost felt that Lu Xingchuan was cleaning his body for him.

"Don't pretend when you're awake." Lu Xingchuan saw that he was already awake, and it was enough to do the gentle and petty things just right.He nestled on the bed, pulled the cup and rolled it into his arms, and then spoke in a drowsy voice, "It's time to wake up after a while."

He looked obedient when he was half asleep.Lu Xingchuan did everything properly, but at this time Dudu was a little childish, Li Muran just thought it was extremely cute.

"Okay. You can rest assured to sleep. I will call you." Li Muran was satisfied and wrapped Lu Xingchuan and the quilt in his arms, thinking that after a while, when Xingchuan was no longer angry with him—not so angry with him, He begged to see Xingchuan, and together they went to meet Xingchuan's family members and Xingchuan's master.

Li Muran didn't know if there would be a day when Lu Xingchuan still liked him as much as before and treated him well.But he doesn't care that much now either.

After all, he will stay by Lu Xingchuan's side - no matter what.

After that day, he felt that Lu Xingchuan was beside him, and his words and expressions were a little warmer.When Lu Xingchuan is not smiling, he looks as cold as ice, but this person actually loves to laugh. When he smiles, Shuang's brows are raised, his eyes are covered with mist, and he trembles quietly, making people think——

Lick it for him.

Li Muran was still worried that Lu Xingchuan would leave his sight.He knew he was sick, sick, wrong, but he couldn't help it.

"Mu Ran, you know, whenever I want to leave, I can always leave." Lu Xingchuan hugged him from behind in a rare way.Li Muran couldn't help but shudderingly pressed his back against his empty embrace. "Everything in the world, if I don't want to do it, I can always refuse."

Lu Xingchuan's tone was flat, but Li Muran's heart was filled with extravagant expectations.He tentatively rubbed his head against the side of Lu Xingchuan's neck, the man paused, rubbed his head, and then pushed him away.

"If I really want to leave, I really don't want to be found by you. The world is so big, how can you find me?" said Lu Xingchuan with a wry smile, "I kept saying to myself, to you, that I let go. I never let go. "

"Xingchuan... Is what you said true?" Li Muran was almost stunned by the ecstasy in his heart.He quickly turned around, only to see Lu Xingchuan frowned slightly, with a pale face, looking extremely painful.

"How can I, how can... still not let go?" Lu Xingchuan said, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails sank into his flesh.

These words should have made Li Muran happy, but he was so hurt that he couldn't speak.What the hell did he do to make his Xing Chuan suffer so much for having him in his heart.

Li Muran thought he could bear it - he was willing to feel sad for Lu Xingchuan, no matter how much it hurt.But now he knows that he can't help the pain - he doesn't want Lu Xingchuan to be sad for him, not at all.

"Xingchuan, my Xingchuan..." Lu Xingchuan's waist was slender and tough, as if he could be easily broken in his arms.Li Muran carefully embraced Lu Xingchuan.He is willing to brush away the swords and dust of this world with both hands, and hold Lu Xingchuan tightly in his palm.

"Xing Chuan, I, Li Muran, swear to never make you sad again, otherwise..."

Lu Xingchuan stretched out his index finger, tapped the corner of Li Muran's lips, and stopped the man from speaking.He retracted his index finger again and pressed it against the corner of his lips.

"This is considered to have kissed you." Lu Xingchuan looked at him, and smiled softly. He smiled and turned his head slightly as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Xing Chuan, Xing Chuan, how could you be so, so..." Li Muran was captivated by Lu Xingchuan's small actions, and held the man's face and gave him a few serious kisses.

While responding to Li Muran, Lu Xingchuan thought, in this way, in the next few days, Li Muran would not stare so closely at him anymore.

There are some things that he can only get by Li Muran's side; there are some things that he can do conveniently only when Li Muran is not around.

22

When Lu Xingchuan was very young, he had no idea about martial arts, the Lu family, or the Lu family's swordsmanship that everyone in the world coveted.He probably knew that his parents were both extremely skilled in martial arts, but they didn't teach him martial arts since he was a child.

His father taught him to read and write, to be honest and sincere, and to be kind to others.It's a pity that he was kind to others all his life, and when the disaster came, his sword was sharp, amazing, and upright, and he died in the siege, unable to protect himself or his family.

Lu Xingchuan's mother is a beautiful woman.It was raining outside, but the whole Lu family was immersed in a fiercer fire.She carefully put on makeup for herself, and stood in front of Lu Xingchuan, looking a little strange.

"Xiao Chuan, you will memorize every word I say from now on." The pretty woman gently hugged Lu Xingchuan in her arms, her expression was both sad and determined.The shouts and killings outside were loud, so she told Lu Xingchuan the Lu family's sword skills word by word.

"The thief must have found my Lu family's sword manual by now. But don't be afraid. From now on in this world, you are the only one who has the essence of the Lu family's swordsmanship. One day, you will be able to defeat him." She hugged her son for the last time, Then he handed over the person to the maid who was close to him, and the person took Lu Xingchuan to escape.

"Mother." Lu Xingchuan is still too young, and he still doesn't understand such things as life and death, blood feud, and never seeing each other again in this life.All he knew was that he stretched out his hand to reach for it, and grabbed a lock of hair, which was as cold as the flowing water in early autumn, and was quickly pulled away from his palm.

"Mom." He lowered his voice and called again.

"Xiao Chuan." The woman looked back at him for the last time, "Do you remember what I told you?"

"remember."

"Even if you forget, it's okay." Tears streamed down the woman's snow-white makeup, "You want to live. You, you want to live."

This was the last time Lu Xingchuan actually saw his parents.In the future, he would review this scene repeatedly in his dreams.

The mother's little maid took her and ran for a long time, but she was finally caught up.The little maid doesn't know martial arts, she knows that she can't protect Lu Xingchuan by herself.This little girl used to always love to laugh, but now her face is covered with tears, rain, and blood, making her ugly.She picked up Lu Xingchuan and buried him in the rotten haystack on the roadside field.The rotten smell mixed with the bloody smell that had dispersed far away, penetrated densely into Lu Xingchuan's mouth and nose.He pulled the little maid, trying to pull her in to hide together.

"Young master, don't talk. Don't, don't talk." The little maid wiped off the dirt on her face as she spoke, put on a flattering smile, and greeted the group of people who were chasing.

"The Lu family is dying," she said, facing the well-dressed middle-aged man in the lead.That person held Lu Xingchuan's father's saber in his hand. "I beg the hero, give the little girl a way out too." She put her body to block the haystack where Lu Xingchuan was hiding, trembling with fear, she still approached the middle-aged man step by step.

The middle-aged man seemed to push her away in disgust, "I'm looking for someone, but I'm just a slave who betrayed the master. Forget it, I'll take your blood and feed me the sword." Before he finished speaking, the little servant girl's head fell to the ground .And the people around him, while praising repeatedly, kicked the dirty head away.

The smell of decay, burning, and blood, all these smells have gone away from Lu Xingchuan.He hid in the rotten haystack, feeling that he was the dirtiest existence in the world.The head of the little maid rolled in front of her.She didn't rest in peace, her eyes were wide and round, and she stared at Lu Xingchuan all night.

When Xu Zheng found Lu Xingchuan, he once suspected that the child had experienced too much stimulation and had already been frightened out of his wits.He accompanied Lu Xingchuan to bury the entire Lu family, and then burned the remnants of the Lu family's house thoroughly, before hearing the child's first words to him.

"Master." He fixed his eyes on Xu Zheng, a self-talking title, but Xu Zheng felt that he had shouldered some kind of responsibility.

Against the clean firelight, Lu Xingchuan looked calm.From the child's almost pure black eyes, Xu Zheng couldn't see anything - grief, hatred, fear, nothing.

The longer they get along, Xu Zheng gradually doesn't want his disciple to risk his life for revenge.If this matter involved only the Lu family and the Wulin League, because of the past kindness and his love for this child, Xu Zheng would risk his life to seek justice for the Lu family.

But among the people in the martial arts world, who has enough seniority and well-connected channels, who doesn't know that it was Shen Tian who forgot to move, that it was Shen Tian who forgot the Lu family's sword technique?But no one raised the righteous name.But because, back then, Shen Tianwang was far more than one person who shared a share of the Lu family's pie, and now the Wulin League has indeed grown to a considerable extent.

Even if he risked his own life and the entire Ningbi Palace, how could he fight against most of the martial arts?

But Xu Zheng never dared to speak out to dissuade Lu Xingchuan, because of the look in his eyes.

This student Lu Xingchuan is definitely good enough, hardworking enough, calm and calm enough.Even if he experienced such a catastrophe when he was young, he never showed a crazy attitude.

Instead, after enough sober thinking, make the craziest decision.

23

Lu Xingchuan has long remembered the night when the Lu family was wiped out.Even in a dream, he can be quiet and just watch.The same stimulus is numb after being subjected to it too many times.Now when he looked at the filthy sea of ​​fire in his dream, his mother's face full of tears, and the little maid's head covered in mud, he couldn't feel any more emotion.

He should be sad, angry, and have some emotional fluctuations that normal people would have.But he didn't.Sometimes Lu Xingchuan is glad that he doesn't have these feelings, so that it is convenient for him to work hard for his own goals.Sometimes Lu Xingchuan also wonders - he can't even feel anger, why revenge?

He always knows what he should do and what his responsibilities are.But after the responsibility is fulfilled, he has nothing left, his own, what he wants to do.The world has no sorrow, no joy, and no interest for him.

He didn't know what it was like to die.But to be honest, living is not a very attractive option.

"What are you thinking about Xingchuan?" Li Muran pulled Lu Xingchuan's shoulder and kissed his face several times, "You haven't talked to me for a long time and you didn't come over to hug me." He was actually a little afraid of Lu Xingchuan's silence.When facing him, Lu Xingchuan's expression was always vivid.Even when Lu Xingchuan was angry with him before, no matter how cold and disdainful his expression was, it was still vivid.

But Li Muran has noticed several times that when he is not looking at him, Lu Xingchuan's face is often blank, and he doesn't seem to be thinking about his mind, and it's not easy to describe it with such a level of calm.

That is, it seems that the body is there in good condition, and it doesn't show any sadness, but it can only make Li Muran feel that this person is far away from him, too far away.

"You don't want to leave, do you? You won't leave again, right?" Seeing that Lu Xingchuan was amused, he had the courage to ask for sweet words and promises.

"Okay, what's the matter?" Lu Xingchuan smiled and took Li Muran's hand, and pulled it closer to his eyes, "I was thinking just now, I heard that Li Shaoxia's swordsmanship is extremely high, and he is unrivaled among his peers. I haven't I've seen it."

Hearing what his sweetheart said, Li Muran panicked with embarrassment and a little proud.He held Lu Xingchuan with one hand, picked up his saber with the other, and led them out.

"Xing Chuan, do you want to see it?" He has practiced martial arts for many years, but at this time, he is like a stunned young man who wants to show his most handsome side for the people in front of him to see.

He drew his sword, and first held the sword flower in an exaggerated manner, and couldn't help but look in Lu Xingchuan's direction.Seeing that Lu Xingchuan covered his mouth and his shoulders were trembling with laughter, he calmed down a little embarrassedly, and seriously demonstrated a set of sword moves.

When Li Muran first joined Shen Tianwang's sect, he didn't practice swords originally.Ten years ago, Shen Tianwang told him that the rough kung fu beforehand was the foundation for practicing swordsmanship.Sure enough, after learning swords by himself, his martial arts has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now he is said to be the No. 1 of his peers, not boasting.

After he finished practicing a set of sword moves, Lu Xingchuan walked behind him, put his left arm around his waist, and his right hand directly covered his sword hand.Li Muran's heart was beating wildly as the sweetheart's shallow breath was close at hand, and he could hardly hold the sword steadily.

"No. 13 move, here," Lu Xingchuan exerted a little force, pointing the tip of the sword downwards, pointing at a dead leaf on the ground, "this is the right way."

Li Muran's mind has long since lost consciousness, so naturally Lu Xingchuan will do whatever he says.He turned around and wanted to kiss Lu Xingchuan, but when he was held down, he turned to lick Lu Xingchuan's neck with some grievance.

"You son of a bitch, did you say that before?" Lu Xingchuan let him throw the sword to the ground.Holding the person in his arms, looking at the sword at his feet, his words were gentle and almost affectionate, "When your master comes out, take me to see him?"

"... Xingchuan!" Li Muran's heart was numb for a moment, and he was so happy that he suspected that he was in a dream. "I said it, I said it!"

"Can it still count?"

"Naturally!" He looked at Lu Xingchuan lingeringly.At this moment, he doesn't even need more intimate contact to give him a sense of security, he just watches, just watches.

Lu Xingchuan's eyes were deep, and the emotions in his eyes were so thick that Li Muran couldn't tell clearly.

That must be love, other than that, Li Muran can't think of anything else.