I'm going to fuck you

After sitting in the car for more than an hour, Wei Zexu and Chu Zeyuan arrived at the foot of the mountain. Before they went up the mountain, they could see the shadowy figures on the mountain. It seemed that there were indeed many people.

Chu Zeyuan carried a backpack for Wei Zexu, with water and pineapple buns on his face. It is very expensive to buy and eat in such tourist attractions, so Chu Zeyuan had already prepared food for him before departure.

He doesn't need to eat himself, he usually eats just to enjoy the atmosphere of sitting and eating with Wei Zexu.

The temple is halfway up the mountain. The stone steps from the city at the foot of the mountain to the mountainside are very dilapidated. There are some moss growing on the stones on both sides.

The scenery on the mountain is very good, the trees are overgrown, the green shade is like a cover, and the leaves of the forest are rustling with the gentle spring breeze, especially the breeze with the fragrance of grass and trees blowing into Wei Zexu's nose, it smells very good.

Outside, Chu Zeyuan restrained himself a little, and didn't pull Wei Zexu's hand, but just walked side by side with him, talking in a low voice.

It didn't take long to walk halfway up the mountain. Wei Zexu had been exercising a lot, so he couldn't breathe when he walked. As for Chu Zeyuan, he was already in the state of a soul, and he didn't feel tired.

So, every time, Wei Zexu felt that he was going to die on his bed.

The waist of the corridor is unadorned, the eaves are tall, and the lacquered pillars support the entire strict Buddhist hall. The Buddha closed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows were gentle, showing compassion.

Wei Zeqi went to the incense stick, but she sincerely bowed down.

Chu Zeyuan didn't move, his eyes were cold, his face was cold, his pale and gloomy expression made it seem that he was not easy to get close to, and the corners of his lips were straight, outlining a bit of irony.

Hearing the sound of Wei Zexu turning the stick, he turned around and saw that Wei Zexu had already picked up the stick.

"What signature are you asking for?"

Chu Zeyuan seemed very interested, and leaned over to see Wei Zexu's lottery.

But Wei Zexu didn't let him succeed, he hid the stick behind his back, looked at him with a sullen face, his face was expressionless, his chin was very sharp, "Why are you unhappy?"

He noticed it. As soon as he arrived at the Buddhist meeting in this temple, Chu Zeyuan's mood was very low, as if he was a little annoyed.

Chu Zeyuan froze, raised his eyebrows, the light in his eyes was complicated, "Did you see it?"

"Hmm, what do you think?"

Wei Zexu squeezed the signature in his hand, and stared straight at Chu Zeyuan, as if he wanted to read something from his expression.

"I just don't understand, if you have something you want to make a wish, why don't you make a wish to me," Chu Zeyuan blinked, and those light-colored eyes were filled with different colors, "I am willing to make a wish come true for you." All your wishes, as long as you want."

Because you are the most important, because you are my obsession.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch Wei Zexu, couldn't help holding his fingers, the thin calluses brushed against his palm, making Wei Zexu's heart swell.

I make a wish to the Buddha that you can accompany me for the rest of my life, no matter in what form, as long as you can stay by my side.

Wei Zexu spoke suddenly, his voice was a little dry, and sometimes he would worry whether Chu Zeyuan would suddenly disappear somewhere he couldn't see, or be captured by someone and continue to refine his soul before disappearing Lost.

He will be afraid too.

Chu Zeyuan said that he would fulfill all his wishes, but even Chu Zeyuan couldn't realize just this one wish.

Because he has not yet grasped his own destiny.

"I hope that the Buddha can hear my request," Wei Zexu pursed his lips, his eyelashes were a little wet and trembling slightly, covering the expression in his eyes like a row of small curtains, "I Hopefully, we can really live a lifetime."

Chu Zeyuan obviously only had one soul left, but his chest felt like it was being pulled by something, and it hurt badly.

He couldn't help but reach out to wipe Wei Zexu's eyelashes, leaving a trace of water on his fingers. He only felt that the remaining soul was in pain, and Chu Zeyuan said dryly, "I'm sorry."

If the Buddha could fulfill Wei Zexu's wish, he would have to enshrine a golden Buddha statue at home and burn incense every day.

Wei Zexu wiped his face with his sleeves, the corners of his eyes were still red, and his fair face was filled with grievances. Chu Zeyuan's heart ached again, and he wanted to give himself a big slap in the face.

He was always making Little Sun angry unconsciously.

"You go outside and find a place to wait for me. I'll go and release the lottery, and I'll come out later."

Wei Zexu turned around and didn't look at Chu Zeyuan. He needed some time to calm down. Thinking of what he said before, people and ghosts have different paths. This relationship really made him a little sad.

I can't help worrying about gains and losses, but I can't help but miss it.

Chu Zeyuan went out obediently. He found a place to sit under a big tree. It was a shady place with few people. When Wei Zexu passed by, he could sit here and rest.

He stared at the tourists coming and going boredly, his eyes swept unconsciously, but he saw a familiar figure, Dingqing looked over, Qi Bei and a girl were shuttling through the crowd, with a somewhat anxious expression on his face.

Probably because he found that those big guys had lost a piece of memory, and their spirits were stimulated, Chu Zeyuan raised the corners of his lips, and a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He tapped his fingers on his knees, as if he was thinking about how to deal with Qi Bei. Qi Bei must have come here in a panic, afraid that there were really evil spirits, and came to seek the protection of some kind of Taoist.

But... how could he let Qi Bei get what he wanted?

Chu Zeyuan moved his fingers on his knees, and a faint ghost energy wrapped around Qi Bei's body. From then on, whatever bad things Qi Bei did would appear in his dreams in the form of nightmares. inside.

And the protagonist who suffers from illness can only be Qi Bei, so it can be regarded as a small punishment and a big punishment, Chu Zeyuan thought casually.

With a hand on his shoulder, Wei Zexu had already walked in front of him, "What were you thinking just now, you didn't even hear me."

Chu Zeyuan looked at him fixedly, he was relieved to see that he was no longer angry, and he replied cautiously, "I saw Qi Bei."

He didn't reveal the fact that Qi Bei was trapped by him with ghost energy.

Wei Zexu didn't ask too much, he hated Qi Bei originally, so naturally he wasn't in the mood to ask at this time, he handed a piece of red note in his hand to Chu Zeyuan, "The signed note I just read is from a superior sign."

"What are you asking for?" Chu Zeyuan asked casually.

"Marriage." Wei Zexu grabbed Chu Zeyuan's finger and answered in a low voice.

Chu Zeyuan read the content on the red note in silence, then rubbed Wei Zexu's fingers back, "Little Sun."

He just called Wei Zexu's nickname, and Wei Zexu understood what Chu Zeyuan meant. He chuckled and looked down at the lottery called Shangshangzhi.

"Tonight evening, see this good man."