[Comprehensive] Gouzi is dedicated to righteousness today

Qingming recently fell in love with someone.To be precise, he fell in love with a monster.

The other party has a very beautiful silver hair with a shawl, and his temperament is cold and unclimbable.

That monster likes Qin, Seimei guessed it was because he was Qin himself.He likes the piano and is good at it.

Qin is his weapon.

To say how much I like that monster... and when did I start to like it... Seimei is really not sure.

Human feelings are the most wonderful things in the world.Who knew that from the time of God, Qingming found that her eyes would always subconsciously follow him.

He will quickly notice what clothes the other party has changed today, not only notice, but also carefully observe the difference between today's clothes and yesterday's one, and what kind of patterns are on them.

Then I secretly bought a dress similar to this one.

It's as if they're in couple clothes.

The reason why she couldn't tell him what was on her mind was because Qingming knew how much she weighed.Think about it, how could a noble Qin demon fall in love with a human being whose lifespan is fleeting and age is easy to grow old?

Seimei has seen too many such stories.

It is nothing more than a forbidden love between humans and monsters, vigorous and vigorous, and then ends indifferently.

Either the monster dies, or the human dies.

So he concealed his thoughts very well, except that he would observe the monster secretly, Qingming did not reveal the slightest difference between him and him in his daily relationship and life.

Yes, they get along day and night.

Because that youkai is his shikigami.

Oh, [his].

How wonderful these two words sounded, it seemed that he would have a little more chips in this way, and he would be able to win the moon first.

But Qingming knew it was impossible.

It is because of getting along day and night that I clearly understand what kind of monster the other party is.

This is a crush destined to be lonely.

Can only see, not touch.

That watching is still secretly watching.

In such a living environment, Seimei felt that sooner or later he would go wrong, so he decided to take on an outside job and go to a place outside of Kyoto to relax.

He is a well-known onmyoji, and there are countless things in front of him that he asks for every day. As soon as he had this idea, Qingming dug out what he wanted from the pile of invitations.

In a small village far away from Kyoto, there are unknown monsters that haunt many people.

Qingming didn't hesitate too much, and quickly prepared his things, called a few shikigami that he would often entrust on weekdays, and prepared to go far away.

Before leaving, few people came to see him off.

They have long been used to their master's frequent trips.

But after all, there are a few monsters to send.

Qingming said goodbye to these little monsters, his eyes quickly skipped over them, as if he could find the trace of the monster he wanted to see in this way.

... If possible, Seimei also hopes that he can give her a hug.

But think about it, it's impossible.

This kind of thing can only be thought about in my head when I am idle and bored.

"I am leaving."

Taking a last look at the house, Qingming sighed in his heart, and left without looking back.

He walked in a hurry, so naturally he didn't see the corner of his clothes that was deliberately exposed behind the painted red pillar.

I watched all the monsters who came to see me off, but I didn't pay attention to whether there were people hiding around.

Qingming thought that her trip was just going out to relax.In the end, the plan always failed to keep up with the changes. What he thought could be solved with a wave of his hand, ended up being deadlocked for a month due to various reasons.

This trip was also forced to change from short-term to long-term.

He didn't feel it when he was busy with his feet not touching the ground, but once he was free at night, Seimei found that in this environment, his liking and missing for that monster seemed to be even stronger.

He desperately wanted to end these things and go back to see the monster he was thinking about.

It is said that love makes people blind and stupid, Seimei thinks this is true.

He misses his piano sound, his tone and way of speaking, misses him... that monster.

After the matter was finally resolved, Qingming returned home non-stop, but when he really arrived, he felt a sense of homelessness again.

The relationship between him and the demon in his heart is not familiar at all, after such a long trip, he will definitely become even stranger after returning from this trip.

... so uncomfortable.

Thinking about it will make this kind of thing even more unfamiliar.

But home always has to go back.

With indescribable excitement and apprehension, Qingming pushed open the door.

"... Yaoqin?" Unbelievable.

He and the demon in his heart met eyes.

Thank fate for allowing him to see the demon in his heart as soon as he comes back.

Because of his excitement and joy, Seimei didn't turn his mind to think about the authenticity of this [encounter] at all.For example, why did Xin Shangyao, who has always liked to stay in the bamboo forest and is used to a quiet environment, meet him at the gate by chance... and so on.

Again, love makes people stupid.

"...I'm back." Yaoqin didn't seem to expect Qingming to appear suddenly, and she was stunned for a few seconds before replying.

silence.

long silence.

Finally, the demon luthier walked away holding his qin.Seimei was left alone to repent in place.

Even the demon in his heart said [I'm back] such heartwarming words to him, why didn't he climb up the pole and say [Well, I'm back].

He really deserved that his love couldn't bear fruit.

Because the master who had traveled far away finally returned home, a decent celebration was held in the mansion at night.There is wine, meat, singing and dancing.

Most of the monsters are beautiful in appearance, and they have really worked hard to practice. These singing and dancing performances are quite pleasing to the eye.

Qingming still regretted the meeting when he came back today, so he couldn't hold back, so he drank a few more sips.

While drinking, Seimei recalled the first time he saw Yaoqin.

What was he thinking at that time?

I probably feel that this monster looks like... um, the feeling of being illuminated by the holy light?

Seimei herself was amused by this description of herself.

But it is true.The temperament of the demon luthier makes you completely unable to associate him with monsters at first glance.

The so-called gentlemen of chrysanthemums and hibiscus of lotus are probably like demon luthiers.

It's like wanting nothing.

After thinking about it, Qingming found himself wandering into the courtyard of the demon luthier.

Yaoqin has never liked to get together with them to be lively, and she has never seen him appear on such an occasion.

Seimei smiled.

As long as he thought of the demon luthier, he couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, I felt a little sad again.

So what if you like it, so what if you laugh when you think about it.

After all, he couldn't get that monster.

On the contrary, it was me who was getting sicker and sicker day by day.It's like being on the edge of a cliff and being pushed lightly by someone, you will fall down and be smashed to pieces.

Once a person is drunk, he will always think about some unrealistic things.

For example, the current Qingming.

He thought if the demon luthier was human, or if he was a monster.

Then he will have enough courage to fight for his love.

But between them are the two ends of the two races of humans and monsters.

He is an onmyoji, Yokoto is a monster, and a shikigami.

Once a person is drunk, he will do some... things that he would not normally dare to do.

For example, the current Qingming.

Pushing open the door that made him think about it day and night, Qingming tried his best not to look so bad, and even specially used a spell to drive away the smell of alcohol on his body.

man?

I always hope that I can show my best state in front of my sweetheart.

He just walked in.

……

Qingming woke up the next day with a splitting headache.

He soon discovered that this was not his bedroom, not only that, but there was someone sleeping next to it.

...I want to guard myself like a jade for Qinqin!

Even if there will be no result between us.

Seimei stared stiffly at the people next to her, as if she could avoid facing that terrible reality.

Then he froze.

The brain is blank.

who am I?

where am I?

what am i doing nowAm I still alive?

Because the person lying next to him is none other than him... the demon luthier that he has been thinking about.

Snow-white demon horns, with red eye tails.

And that face that Seimei would never admit wrong.

Seimei closed his eyes in pain.

What is he sitting on...?

The memory of last night gradually came back at this time.

He drank wine, which strengthened his courage, and entered Yaoqin's room.Before coming in, he deliberately used a spell to drive away the alcohol smell on his body, so as not to be kicked out as soon as he entered.

And...then what?

He grabbed Yaoqin's hand.

Say to him: "I like you."

"I love you for a long time."

"Qinqin, do you like me?"

He called Yaoqin [Qinqin], the two words that bounced countless times in his heart.

Thinking of the shocked face of the demon luthier back then, Qingming just wanted to find a way to get in.

So embarrassing, really.

He didn't get an answer, and he went crazy with alcohol. ... hugged Yaoqin, and even kissed him.

Then... Then Yaoqin kissed him back, kissed and kissed, and kissed him on the bed.

...?

???

? ? ? ? ?

Wait, is there something wrong?

Seimei suspects that something is wrong with his head.

For example, I can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, and I mistake fantasy for memory... and so on.

But those things in his head were clearly telling him that this was not a dream, but something that actually happened.

But... Yaoqin kissed him back?How is this possible.

How could he kiss him back? !

There must be something wrong with this.

Seimei was racking his brains trying to figure out what was wrong, but he didn't realize that the monster sleeping beside him quietly opened his eyes.

Qingming wanted to see Qinqin calm down: "..."

Qin's eyes meet Qing's eyes.

Almost scared him out of bed, okay? !

"...You, you're awake..." Qingming faltered, not daring to look at the demon luthier's face.

With a light hum, Yaoqin Master still had the dusty expression on his face, but it seemed to be more gentle and... dependent.

"Lan, how do you feel, um, are you hungry? I..." Go get you some food?

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the outstretched hand of the demon luthier.

He grabbed Seimei's fingers.

The cold temperature made Qingming's heart tremble.

This is... this is the hand of the monster that he has always liked.

Now the hand is playing with his.

... If this is a dream, please don't wake up.

The space suddenly became quiet, and none of them spoke, only the occasional sound of the demon luthier touching Qingming's fingers with the quilt rubbing back and forth.

"...Last night... I was drunk." Qingming said boldly.

Playing with the fingers of his hand, he paused.

"Hmm." The demon luthier lowered his eyelids.

Having received a response, Seimei continued to speak.

"...We...I..." Before he could figure out what to say, he was speechless.

The demon luthier raised his eyes and looked at him for a moment.

Those are a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, if Qingming really wants to describe it, it can only be said that all the gems in the world can't match it at all.

Yaoqin just looked at him so quietly.

Mingming didn't say anything, didn't do anything, but Qingming was speechless.

"We're going to bed," said the demon luthier.

It seemed as if he had easily said the words that were so rare to die from Qingming.

He was so straightforward that Qingming was caught off guard.

The demon luthier didn't look at him again.

"It's just going to bed, it's just... what you want." He completely lowered his head.

They were silent again for a long time.

Finally, Qingming stretched out his hand and grabbed the one that the demon luthier had taken back just now.

"It's not just | bed," he said.

Not just... in bed.

It shouldn't be like this between us.

It shouldn't be anything, go to bed, I wish you what you want.

This kind of... cold words.

The demon luthier did not speak.

"Yaoqin... would you like to... be with me? I'm just a human... I..." can't be with you all the time.

"You called Qinqin last night." The demon luthier muttered softly.

If you don't listen carefully, you really can't hear it.

Qingming was taken aback for a moment, and then that face suddenly brightened up, as if some kind of brilliance had been added to it for no reason.

He suddenly hugged the demon luthier, and then kissed him like last night.

Kissed this monster who made me think about it day and night, and was dying of illness.

"Well! Qinqin."

That day, Qingming talked a lot to Yaoqin.Most of the time, he is the one who is talking and Yaoqin is listening.

But just listening quietly like this is also very warm.

That's it for them to be together.

After getting Yaoqin's consent, Qingming moved her things to Yaoqin's place.

The demon at heart, who once thought that he could only think in his head in this life, suddenly established such a relationship with himself, Qingming was beaming even to the hair.

He wished that the whole world knew the relationship between himself and Yaoqin, wished that he could be with Yaoqin every minute and every second.

During the time we were together, no matter who he met, his face was full of sincere smile and warmth.

Let everyone know that he has encountered the happiest thing in his life.

And even though the later life became dull day by day, it was just a long stream after the excitement.They would quarrel occasionally, but most of the time Qingming gave in first and apologized.

Because Qingming knew that this was all his own dead end.If it was Yaoqin's fault, Yaoqin would also take the initiative to come to Qingming.

Qingming felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

Those hesitation and frustration seemed fake, forming a strong contrast with the present.

"If one day I die, I will beg Yan Mo."

"I will not go to reincarnation, nor will I go to death."

"Qinqin, I will always be with you."

"Even if it's a ghost, I will try to become strong, so strong that nothing can separate us."

Because I love you.

I only love you.

He was reluctant to let his Qinqin spend the rest of his life alone like those monsters who fell in love with humans.I was even more reluctant to let Qinqin look for his reincarnation or something.

That's not him.

His Qinqin shouldn't be so tired and helpless because of him.

The path to find is too lonely.

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