Embers

Fu Yan then settled down in the Devil's Cult.

Ember basically doesn't care about him, as long as he doesn't violate the rules of the Devil Cult, he can go anywhere and do whatever he wants, but he must be followed wherever he goes to prevent his curse from suddenly firing and hurting others.

Fu Yan is very satisfied with this kind of life. Although his eyes are still blind, he feels that he can breathe a different air, which is very precious.

Most of the time, he couldn't see the embers.Because the Devil's Cult is the only sect in the entire Jianghu, there are so many things that Ember is too busy to keep up.

One month later, one day in the middle of the night, when it was still raining outside, his anger suddenly flared up again, and he locked himself in the room and threw something. The loud noise woke up the congregation next door, and someone went to call Ember.This was the second time he saw him after coming to the Devil's Cult.

Feeling Ember's familiar aura, he calmed down inexplicably, and then collapsed, collapsed on the ground, and smiled mockingly: "Sorry, I smashed your things."

Ember didn't say anything, picked him up from the ground, carried him all the way to the bed, and then called the servants to clean up the debris.

"Hey, I didn't hurt anyone, don't kill me."

Although he concealed it well, and even smiled, he could still hear the nervousness in his words.

Ember followed his internal breath for him, and said in a deep voice, "I have no intention of killing you at all."

Fu Yan paused, but raised the corner of his mouth involuntarily: "Why?"

"Because you have no chance of hurting anyone."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

This is the Devil's Cult, this is Ember's territory, and everything is under his nose.

After dealing with everything, Ember got up to leave, but Fu Yan grabbed her wrist.

Ember frowned slightly, looked at him, but didn't move away.

"Can you just stay tonight?"

Ember didn't speak.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid of thunder."

There was roaring thunder coming from outside the window, mixed with the noise of heavy rain.

Ember thought for a moment, then gave a "hmm", told the others to step back and closed the door, then moved a chair by his bed and sat down to read a book.

Fu Yan leaned on the bedpost, tilted his head, he didn't have any strength but regained his energy, but he didn't seem to be afraid of thunder at all.

"Why are you not curious? Don't you want to ask? I have been here alone for so many years, so I don't have to be afraid."

Ember didn't look sideways, as if she didn't hear what he was saying at all.

Fu Yan smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Actually, I've always been scared, but I can't help it. I'm afraid that no one will come to accompany me, so I can only pretend that I'm used to it."

Mostly because Ember had already known about his life experience, he had told this person all of his suffering and despair over the years, and unknowingly regarded him as someone he could rely on, and when he saw him, he wanted to Let go of your grievances and let yourself have more breathing room.

Although Ember was always silent, Fu Yan knew that he was listening.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a sense of security that he had never had before, but he still insisted: "You will stay for this kind of reason. It seems that after so many years, your damn kindness is still there."

Ember put down the book and looked at him expressionlessly.

Fu Yan raised his chin: "If it were me, no matter how much other people suffer, it doesn't matter to me. I won't make compromises just because I sympathize with anyone."

Ember looked away, didn't speak, but she didn't intend to leave either, her eyes fell back on the book.

Fu Yan mocked with a half-smile, pulled the quilt for himself and lay down, but the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

For the first time in many years, he fell asleep so easily.

Even breathing came from beside him, Ember closed the book, picked up the umbrella in the corner, and left quietly.

That night, Fu Yan didn't even have a dream.

There were many thunderstorms in summer, and after that, Ember would always push open the door of his room every thunderstorm night.

Don't say much, either sit and read a book, or bring the official business to him to do.Sometimes there are too many things to deal with, and it is troublesome to move around, so Ember will stay here until she is done.

Sometimes Fu Yan has already woken up, and Ember is still reviewing official documents in his room.

The next day, he wouldn't go to bed either, and was still busy non-stop.

Even Fu Yan sighed, with such a desperate posture, even if he wanted to seize the throne, it would be no problem, right?

One day, on a thunderstorm night as usual, Ember was approving official documents at his place.

Fu Yan suddenly became thirsty, so he woke up from the dream, groped and got out of bed, but heard the gentle breathing behind him.I walked over and listened to it for a while, but I didn't think it was funny.

It turned out that Ember was too tired and fell asleep here.

Originally, she wanted to hug him to the bed, but she was afraid of waking him up, so after thinking about it, she took a blanket and covered him.

Then she sat across from him, raised her hand, and gently touched his face.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the curvature of the chin is also perfect, the eyelashes seem to be very long, the lips are thin, and the eyebrows are well-shaped...

He tried his best to piece together the appearance of this face in his mind.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

He was startled and immediately came back to his senses.

"you're awake?"

"Ah."

As Ember said, she straightened up, rubbed her temples, and poured herself a cup of refreshing tea.

"I heard that you are extremely handsome, and I have always wanted to know what you look like."

"Do you know now?"

As usual, there was no emotion in Ember's voice.

"Understood." Fu Yan smiled lazily, "It's only a little worse than me, they used to say that I look like my mother and concubine, but I don't know what I look like now, but it shouldn't be too bad. "

Ember didn't bother to talk to him.

He asked unwillingly, "Aren't you curious about what I look like?"

Ember still didn't speak.

Fu Yan smiled to himself, and said, "Actually, if you don't open your eyes, you can still see."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and untied the ribbon covering his eyes.

Ember looked up.

Even though he has seen countless beauties, he still couldn't help being a little surprised.

Fu Yan gently closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

This is really a face that is perfect to the extreme.

The picturesque Ye Bozhou couldn't be compared, the handsome Nie Budu couldn't be compared, and even Ember himself couldn't be compared.

Upside down the faces of all beings.

Just looking at it like this makes people hold their breath, and can't help but imagine what kind of shock it will be when those eyes are opened.

But it's a pity that in this life, these eyes can't be opened again.

Just like blemishes on beautiful jade and ink dots on white paper, it is always regrettable.

Ember looked away, rubbed the teacup with her fingertips, wondering what she was thinking.

"Hmm, so what do I look like?"

Although he felt that he should look good, he still cared about Ember's opinion.

Ember seemed to see through his nervousness, and said, "The world is truly stunning."

The corner of Fu Yan's mouth curled up, he covered his eyes, and stopped talking.

Seeing that it was still dawn, Ember didn't want him here to interfere with her official duties, so she told him to go to bed concisely, but Fu Yan didn't even argue with him, and went to bed just like that.

Ember put down the teacup, rubbed the space between his brows, and cheered up again.

Regarding the fact that Yu Jin often came to Fu Yan's side, Li Mei had some criticisms, but she didn't dare to say anything to Yu Jin.

This night, it was a rare indulgence for him, and he pestered Ember to ask for it several times.

Suddenly there was thunder outside.

After a pause, Ember was about to get out of bed and get dressed, but was grabbed by Li Mei.

"Ember, will you stay with me?"

Ember frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Li Mei leaned over and wrapped his arms around his waist, and said in a low voice, "It's not like he can't do without you, and we haven't slept together for a long time."

It's not like he can't do without you.

Ember paused, as if he had figured out something.

Li Mei said again: "Could it be that you are in love with him?"

Even if Ember didn't answer, Li Mei knew that it was basically impossible.

Even Yi Huaizhi, who is so similar to Ye Bozhou, can bear to send away, so what is Fu Yan?

This seemingly indifferent but unknown gentle person belonged to the dead Ye Bozhou alone.And everyone else, just borrowed Ye Bozhou's light, and was lucky enough to be spotted by him, sharing a little warmth.

"So, can you stop treating him casually? Ember," Li Mei buried her face on his back, "Do you know that the tenderness you give is addictive. If you keep To be nice to a person but not to love him is the worst punishment for him."

Ember was silent for a while, then said, "Then don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts. But how does it compare to being by your side?"

Ember pulled the quilt, paused, and still raised her hand to rub his head.

Li Mei lay on his chest, only felt that death was worth it after this moment.

On the other side, Fu Yan waited for a long time, but only got one congregation.

Fu Yan's tone was very bad: "Why doesn't he come by himself?"

The congregation hesitated for a moment, and said, "The leader... is with the secret envoy."

Fu Yan paused.

Emissary, who else?Li Mei of course.

And the hesitant tone of the congregation made it hard for people not to guess what they were doing.

The rumbling thunder seemed to hit his ears, Fu Yan flinched calmly, and suddenly felt a strong emotion hit his heart.

In the eyes of the congregation, it turned into a dull expression.

Fu Yan didn't sleep all night.He stood leaning against the doorway all night, until the congregation yawned again and again, and he still stood there almost motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

The author has something to say:

I think Ember must be a Capricorn...