The scumbag brother is finally accepted

The plan failed, Lu Qingyuan not only survived, but also snatched Shen Mengzhuang back.Xuan Jinyan and Leng Shanlan can't steal chickens and lose money, although the three of them are equal in strength and stand on top of each other.But on the whole, in the long run, the two of them can't afford to fight the entire devil world, and there are still the most important tasks that must be completed.

Although each has his own mind, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.Right now, the two of them have room to cooperate, and Lu Qingyuan is the biggest enemy.

Unavoidable that the night is long and the dream is full, Leng Xuan and the two came to visit Guliang in person.

In the dark attic, Gu Liang was sitting on a wooden chair, shaking a feather fan in his hand, closing his eyes and concentrating.No matter how the world turns, he seems to always be like this.

"Elder." Xuan Jinyan spoke first, "I heard that the elder is now hiding in the mountains, and the disciples have taken the liberty to visit, so don't be offended by the elder."

Gu Liang closed his eyes and did not answer.

Xuan Jinyan didn't care about it, and continued: "It's just that the current dark environment is in dire straits, disciples really can't just sit idly by. I'm here to visit the elder today, I think you know it too, so there is no need for disciples to explain it."

After Xuan Jin finished speaking, the white cat in his arms let out a lazy cry, as if echoing.

Leng Shanlan looked sideways, and said in harmony: "Disciple, please help me."

Green smoke rose from the room, and the air-conditioning became heavier and heavier.The three of them were silent for a long time, which seemed to be a silent separatist battle.

In the end, Gu Liang slowly opened his eyes, paused in his hands, and said two words in a deep voice: "Death mark."

Leng Shanlan and Xuan Jinyan looked at each other, both puzzled and surprised.

Gu Liang looked at the blue smoke slowly rising into the sky with deep eyes, as if looking at the long and heavy history through the smoke.

"The symbol of the supremacy of the demon world - the death mark of the blood demon is his gate of life."

There was an uproar, as if he didn't even dare to breathe out the air he had inhaled easily.

Dim light, chilling atmosphere, three ethereal figures.

The green smoke rises, the mist clears, and during the conversation, life and death are at stake.

One matter will lead to a long life.

Xuan Jinyan sat up from the soft bed, looked at Gu Liang solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "This matter needs more attention from the elders."

Gu Liang continued to shake the feather fan, and slowly closed his eyes, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Leng Xuan and Leng Xuan had already left, the wooden door closed slowly with a "squeak", and the room returned to silence and coldness.

Inside the Fengyi Terrace, Leng Shanlan was sitting at the desk, on which was a confidential document that had not been opened yet.

After reading the contents of the letter, Leng Shanlan frowned, with a solemn phoenix seal on his forehead.She handed the secret document to Xuan Jinyan with sharp and cold eyes.

Xuan Jinyan took a glance at the secret document, threw it on the table casually, stroked the white cat in his arms, and said with a casual smile: "Master Shibai is a pawn for a tiger, collaborating with the devil world and abandoning his master, he can't stay anymore."

A heavy rain came suddenly, and the peach tree outside the hall withered, and the green leaves covered the tree.Weeds are flying around, and the branches are coming out.The residual loads in the pond are scattered, and the rain beats the wind.The frogs croaked and hid under the lotus leaves.

There is the sound of frogs outside the window, and whispers inside the window.

Outside the window, the rain is dredging and the wind is blowing, and inside the window is the sound of wind and water.

The bedding and pillows fell all over the floor, and the bed curtain was torn to pieces and hung crookedly.The ground was in a mess, the clothes were torn into large and small pieces, white and black intertwined.

All the pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the desk fell under the table, the wooden chair was overturned, and there was still dirt on the table.The brocade quilt on the soft bed was torn, and the cotton wool was scattered on the ground.

Broken groans and groans echoed in the hall, circling the beam for three days, it was ridiculous for more than three days.

Shen Mengzhuang's hands were tied and pressed on the bed, his face was buried under the pillow, he bit his arm and refused to make a sound.There were bruises and bruises all over her body, as well as bloody tooth marks.He fell into a coma several times, was dragged back forcefully, and was forced to endure endless humiliation.

He doesn't know how many days and nights he has passed, and how many places he has changed.He opened and closed his eyes, always seeing only one thing.

The demon behind him persistently left a mark of the demon on every inch of his skin, and persistently stained every inch of the room with the aura of the two of them.

Day and night, all the time.The devil persistently wanted him to open his heart, accept this shame willingly, and enjoy it.Persistingly want him to be a tool to let him vent in peace, persistently want him to obediently say "I love you" over and over again.

Unfortunately, he is also very persistent.

He persistently resists, persistently not loving.

They are absurd day and night, on the hard desk, on the warm and soft floor, on the cold ground.A messy bed, in a warm spring.

Shen Mengzhuang had no memory of love, so Lu Qingyuan persistently used love and things to fill up the lack, wanting to use the most primitive blending to remind him of the love between the two.

His honey, my arsenic. Frost.

This crazy primitive love is twisted in the rampage, and changed in the tight clinging.

Seven emotions and six desires, there are so many emotions in the world.

Before the two of them, after picking and picking, after years of screening, only the most straightforward two remained.

Either love or hate.

Whether it's a one-year love affair, or a ten-year separation, or three or four years of entanglement to death.

They are in a daze, one ebbs and another, and they are wasted and squandered.Because everyone knows that no matter how much the other party struggles, he will not leave.

They grow in love and hate, and dance in blood and fire.

Use years, body, and soul to prove the existence and earth-shattering of this love by all means.

They want each other and themselves to see clearly that this desperate relationship is love, not hatred.

However, in the turmoil and chaos, their love and hatred have long been like ink drops falling into clear water.

Blending with each other, one ebbs and another grows.

Their love is hate, and hate is love.

If unfortunately, one of their love disappears, maybe they will take a step deeper into the abyss.

or,

He hated him, hated him for deceiving and abandoning him back then, hated him for trampling on his sincerity, hated him for abandoning himself among all the choices.

And he loves him, even if everything is destroyed, cultivation base, appearance, teachers and friends, all leave him.But he loves him, willingly.

or,

He loves him, even if he is thrown down again and again, but he has no regrets, he gives his heart without reservation.

And he hated him, hated him for trampling on his dignity and enduring inhuman torture.I hate him for making myself ashamed of the sect and the common people.

Liu Guang is easy to throw people away, and has been separated several times, and it is precisely the latter at this moment.

Shen Mengzhuang escaped several times while Lu Qingyuan was asleep, but was dragged back every time until there were chains on his ankles.

He would not make a sound, biting the bedding when in bed and his arm when he was elsewhere.He couldn't push away the strong demon on his body, and this was his last resistance and dignity.

He does not want to be a filthy wretch who sinks with demons in the filth.

And there's always someone who won't let him get what he wants.

Lu Qingyuan pulled his hair with one hand, forcing him to look up.Hold both sides of his chin with one hand to prevent him from biting his lip.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the movement behind him seemed to smash his whole body into pieces.His eyes were slack, as if falling into a confused sea, rising and falling with the wind and waves.

The groan that was ready to come out surged up from the depths of the throat and slid to the lips.

Shen Mengzhuang's face was covered with tears, and he clearly felt that the last resistance was broken little by little.

Just when the voice was about to break out, he bit his tongue with all his strength.

The peach petals on the white jade floor tiles bloomed in the sticky hot blood.

Lu Qingyuan used his wrist to turn Shen Mengzhuang over to face him, and pinched his chin to force him to look up at him.

Looking at the resentful eyes of the people below him, he wished he could swallow himself alive.That look cut Lu Qingyuan's body like a knife, and he stopped, only to feel that it hurts to breathe.

He looked closely at Shen Mengzhuang's tearful and glaring eyes, and couldn't help frowning.If it was still the original Shen Mengzhuang, he would definitely be able to see the indescribable sadness in his eyes, but unfortunately not.

Caressing Shen Mengzhuang's lips with the pulp of his fingers, sliding across the already bruised wound, his fingers trembled, as if the pain was on his body.With a hoarse voice and a low voice, he seemed aggrieved and angry, and asked, "Is that why you don't want to have sex with me?"

It was that look again.

It looks exactly the same as that day, the same enthusiasm, the same purity, the same lingering.

Shen Mengzhuang met Lu Qingyuan's eyes, but he no longer had the sympathy in his heart.

Thinking of what Lu Qingyuan did to him, and thinking of what Lu Qingyuan did to him now.

He wished he could poke out those deceptive and deceitful eyes. It was disgusting that he could still pretend to be affectionate even though he was doing such a despicable and shameless thing.

Shen Mengzhuang clenched his teeth, his tongue was still wounded, he stared at Lu Qingyuan, his breath was disordered, and he said intermittently: "You make me feel extremely sick!"

Suddenly, his fingertips froze, and Lu Qingyuan froze in place.These words seemed to be made of silver needles, relentlessly piercing the skin all over the body, which was riddled with holes at this moment.

He stroked Shen Mengzhuang's thin lips with nostalgia for the last time, and withdrew his hand with pain all over his body.With a small voice that I couldn't hear clearly, I replied in a low voice: "Really?"

He withdrew from Shen Mengzhuang, picked up his clothes under the table and put them on Shen Mengzhuang.He tried his best to suppress the heartache and sorrow in his voice, squeezed out a distorted smile, and said calmly, "I'll carry you to wash."

"You don't need to be hypocritical." Shen Mengzhuang threw his clothes to him, and threw him a bed with receding warmth and contemptuous eyes, covering him with a quilt and sleeping with his filthy body.

Lu Qingyuan was stunned for a long time, as if a stone statue was kneeling on the bed.He looked at Shen Mengzhuang who was lying on his side with his back facing him, and suddenly lost his courage and confidence.

These days, he pretended to turn a blind eye to Shen Mengzhuang's resistance. He thought that Shen Mengzhuang would remember him and the love between them.He thought that Shen Mengzhuang loved him and would always love him.

Because I promised to love him forever and ever.

However, he also knew that Shen Mengzhuang had lied to him many times, including this time.

He suddenly lost the courage and face to hug him. Shen Mengzhuang even said that he was disgusting. Is he really... disgusting?

He just loved him, heart-piercingly, heart-to-heart, and heart-to-heart.

Is this wrong too?

His only advantage, the only brilliance worth showing off, the only purity and innocence, the only warmth and fragrance, is his love for Shen Mengzhuang.

But this love was now denied by Shen Mengzhuang himself, saying it was disgusting.

Since then, his love fell into the ashes, and his whole body was turned into a mass of ashes in the fire.

And in the ashes, there is no residual heat.

He is filthy. For more than ten years, the world has spurned him and scolded him so much.

He is a monster, a demon that everyone shouts and beats.

He is dirty.

Along with his last bit of love that he thought was clean, it was also dirty.

Lu Qingyuan suppressed the tears in his eyes, put on his clothes, lowered his head and went out in a daze, and called Xiaohua to prepare a bathtub for Shen Mengzhuang to clean.

He is dirty, his love is dirty.

At least, let his lover be clean.

After Shen Mengzhuang took a bath, he changed into clean clothes and sat on the bed, while Xiaohua applied medicine to the wound on his body.

In the past few days, the two have had a lot of trouble, and Xiao Hua knows it well.She looked at Shen Mengzhuang's strange and stern expression, her nose turned sour, and she said pitifully, "Brother Shen, why are you and your lord like this again? Your lord seemed to be crying when he went out just now, did you have a fight? Make up, okay?"

"Reconcile?" Shen Mengzhuang looked at Xiao Hua in disbelief, "He did this to me, you want me to reconcile?"

Xiaohua was a little anxious, thinking that Shen Mengzhuang was upset because she said something wrong, "But, but, brother Shen, you said before that you would not be unhappy because Your Majesty did something wrong to you. You two have such a good relationship, Don't quarrel anymore, okay?"

Shen Mengzhuang felt that the girl in front of him was unbelievable, "Emotion? I have a good relationship with him? In your eyes, is it good to force me to be in love? Is it good to put me under house arrest?"

Xiao Hua was forced to question her so much that she didn't know what to do, she shed a few drops of tears, and said anxiously: "But, Brother Shen, you and Your Majesty are in love with each other."

"In love?"

Shen Mengzhuang only felt that his sanity was about to collapse. In the eyes of the demons, forcing others to have sex under him, and being forced to suffer humiliation, is this called love?

"He abolished my cultivation, ruined my appearance, and killed my teacher and friend. Do you think this is love? Do you think I will love him? He kills innocent people indiscriminately, harms the people, and I will never like a devil. And I and him As men, my master will definitely not agree."

"but--"

"Okay." Shen Mengzhuang withdrew his arm angrily, "If you are here to be a lobbyist, you should give up on it quickly. I will treat you well and won't take my anger out on you. And if you still want to meddle in this matter, Don't blame me for being unkind."

Xiaohua lowered her head and sobbed softly, then nodded aggrievedly and said, "Understood, Brother Shen."

Shen Mengzhuang glanced at her and saw her rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand and sobbing softly.A corner of my heart suddenly softened, and I blamed myself for speaking too harshly just now, so I reached out and touched her head, and softly comforted her: "Okay, it won't look good to cry anymore. I said it harshly, and I apologize to you."

"No no."

Xiaohua quickly waved her hands, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.Holding Shen Mengzhuang's hand tightly, he said eagerly: "I don't know how to meddle in other people's business. I like Brother Shen, so I hope Brother Shen will have a good life. If Brother Shen doesn't like what I say, I won't say it in the future."

Shen Mengzhuang wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiao Hua's eyes with his fingertips, scratched her nose lightly, and said, "I'm hungry, what's for dinner?"

Xiao Hua burst into laughter, got up and called the other maids for dinner.

Today's dishes are extraordinarily rich, and Shen Mengzhuang saw the bowl of earthen bamboo shoots at a glance.Surprisingly, he stuffed a piece into his mouth, nodded frequently, and said, "It tastes exactly the same."

Xiao Hua kept adding vegetables to Shen Mengzhuang's bowl, looking at him while picking, and asked, "Does Brother Shen like this dish very much?"

Shen Mengzhuang suddenly laughed, took a piece and handed it to Xiaohua's mouth, "I liked this dish when I was on Anxu Peak, and it's been a long time since I had it."

Xiao Hua rolled her eyes and chewed, then smiled and said, "It's delicious!"

"Who used to cook it for Brother Shen?"

Shen Mengzhuang's action of picking up vegetables suddenly stopped, and he looked at the vegetables in the bowl in a daze.A blurry figure flashed in his mind, and his face could not be seen clearly.It was vaguely a teenager standing in the small kitchen, happily chopping vegetables.

who is it?

The more I think about it, the more blurred that figure becomes.

Shen Mengzhuang frowned, his head ached.Finally gave up looking, shook his head.

"It should be someone I know."

Xiao Hua smashed her mouth, licked her lips with relish, continued to pick up food for Shen Mengzhuang, and said: "So there are others who can do it, I thought only the lord can do it."

"what?"

Shen Mengzhuang stopped picking up vegetables, thinking that he had heard wrongly, and stared at Xiao Hua with a serious expression.

Xiaohua didn't see Shen Mengzhuang's eyes, and continued: "I said that the Lord will do it, and here he is the only one who can do it."

With a "bang", all the chopsticks fell to the ground.Shen Mengzhuang's appetite disappeared without a trace in an instant, he got up and walked towards the bed, and said in a low voice: "I'm full, let's take it down."

As if he had been punched in the heart, Shen Mengzhuang fell on the bed, suffocating an unknown anger in his heart.Xiaohua said that only Lu Qingyuan here can cook this dish, so what he ate just now was made by Lu Qingyuan himself?

As if stuck in the throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

Shen Mengzhuang was in a trance and drowsy with half-closed eyes, the vague figure reappeared in his mind, he saw the boy standing in the small kitchen, he waited for that person to turn around, trying to see the boy's appearance clearly.

But he waited for a long time, until he gradually lost consciousness, and he didn't wait until the boy turned around.

Who is that?Why do you cook the dishes he likes?Is that on Anxu Peak?

Do they know each other?

The hall was filled with green smoke, and Shen Mengzhuang fell into a deep sleep under the effect of tranquilizing incense.

After breathing steadily for a long time, Lu Qingyuan slowly appeared.He approached lightly, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently hugging Shen Mengzhuang through the quilt.

Smelling the scent of Du Ruo flowers on Shen Mengzhuang's neck, Lu Qingyuan rubbed against his side face, and asked in a very soft voice: "Is today's food delicious? Do you think of me? You don't even let me eat with you now Oh, do you think I...disgusting?"

He almost frowned and gritted his teeth and spit out the word "disgusting", as if every time he said it, his whole body hurt.He was like a helpless little elk, buried between Shen Mengzhuang's neck, suppressing the urge to rub the person in his arms into flesh and blood.

Gently kissing and sucking Shen Mengzhuang's naked skin, she said devoutly and deeply in her ear: "I love you, and I will never let you go. Even if you think I'm disgusting, I'm dirty, I I will never let go, I will always love you. You love me too, okay?"

In the quiet bedroom, only the crackling of red candles, and the sound of shallow breathing rising and falling in the ears.

Other than that, no response.

Since that time, Shen Mengzhuang's life has become much more comfortable.There are only him and Xiaohua in the hall, playing chess and piano, or reading and writing in their free time.

Occasionally, when Lu Qingyuan came, he would look at him from afar.If he is not forced to do anything, he will be invisible and irrelevant.

This day Shen Mengzhuang was sitting on the rug, holding ancient books that he didn't know where to read to pass the time.The door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Qingyuan came in with a small plate, walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Shen Mengzhuang looked up, then continued to read with his head down, turning a deaf ear to a blind eye.

Lu Qingyuan walked in front of him, hesitated for a while, and finally sat beside him, handed over the small plate, and said happily: "Brother, let's eat pomegranate."

Shen Mengzhuang was still reading with his head down, without raising his head.

Lu Qingyuan had already peeled the pomegranates one by one and put them on a plate. Shen Mengzhuang loved pomegranates, he only knew that day, and he kept it in his heart ever since.

"Brother, eat it, I peeled it off. I washed it many times, it should...it shouldn't be dirty, don't hold it against me..."

Shen Mengzhuang didn't even look at it, resting his chin in one hand and holding the ancient book in the other, he didn't have any intention of responding.

Lu Qingyuan held the plate tirelessly, and handed the pomegranate to Shen Mengzhuang like a believer offering, begging for his mercy, "Taste it, brother, it's fresh. If it's sweet, I'll peel it for you and try another one, okay?"

The things in his hands kept dangling in front of his eyes, Shen Mengzhuang only felt that they were as disgusting as annoying flies.Lu Qingyuan leaned over in a low voice, flattering him with an extremely gentle voice, "Brother, can you have one? Taste whether it's sweet or not, eat this one, this one is big, eat one——"

"you are annoying!"

Shen Mengzhuang finally couldn't help getting angry, and the book in his hand slapped Lu Qingyuan, hitting his head and face hard.The small dish fell to the ground, and the pomegranates rolled all over the ground.

He didn't intend to hit anyone, he hit Lu Qingyuan in the face purely by mistake.Suddenly a trace of guilt welled up, he wanted to open his mouth to explain that he didn't mean it, but he couldn't say it.

There was endless bitterness and pain in Lu Qingyuan's eyes, he frowned and lowered his head, trying not to cry in front of Shen Mengzhuang.Otherwise, Shen Mengzhuang would say that he was disgusting again, and the place was stained with tears of dislike for him.

With a hoarse voice, suppressing the obvious crying, he whispered: "Brother, rest, I'm leaving..."

Shen Mengzhuang looked at Lu Qingyuan's leaving back, feeling suddenly depressed.That dejected back, like a child who did something wrong, suddenly reminded him of that vague figure of a young man.

It's obviously not the same at all, why he can't help but think of it.

Lu Qingyuan drooped his head and walked out of the bedroom in a daze.Turning a corner, he collided with Gu Xuzi, staggered back and sat on the ground.

Gu Xuzi rubbed his head, stared at his eyes, and complained: "Ancestor! Did you be seduced in broad daylight?"

The empty eyes gradually focused, and after Lu Qingyuan saw the person in front of him clearly, the tip of his nose suddenly became sour, and his vision blurred again.

He grabbed Gu Xuzi's hand, like catching driftwood in the vast sea, choked up and said: "Old man, senior brother, senior brother..."

He was like a lost child who finally found an adult, and all the bitterness and grievances turned into tears.He didn't care about his identity, manners and self-esteem, so he was crying in embarrassment at the moment.

"Brother, he really doesn't love me anymore, he doesn't love me anymore..."

Gu Xuzi looked at the crying man in front of him, and suddenly felt distressed.Judging by his age, he could be regarded as Lu Qingyuan's elder. Seeing Lu Qingyuan go on a rampage in his relationship to the point of bleeding, it was inevitable that he would be deeply affectionate.

Patting Lu Qingyuan on the shoulder, he kindly comforted him: "Okay, okay, don't cry, let me talk to you, okay?"

Lu Qingyuan gradually stopped crying, wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and sobbed softly: "Then don't say I said it, I'm afraid he will be unhappy again."

With Gu Xuzi's support, he got up slowly, and after crying for a while, all the ashes were washed away.Seemingly regaining that determination, he murmured as he walked, "If he doesn't love me, I will love him, and I will always love him."

Lu Qingyuan hid outside the door, listening to the conversation between Gu Xuzi and Shen Mengzhuang.He had never been so nervous, so scared, so worried.Like a prisoner waiting for the death sentence, he is afraid of the imminent death, but also afraid of the delay.

While administering needles to Shen Mengzhuang, Gu Xuzi glanced at him to observe his expression, and finally said in a roundabout way: "Master Shen is not in a good mood these few days."

Shen Mengzhuang said with a wry smile: "I'm here every day, and every day is not good."

"Does Master Shen still remember the past? How much do you remember of your previous impressions here?"

Shen Mengzhuang raised his head and glanced at him, seeing his serious expression, he thought about it seriously.

"I can't remember clearly, but I vaguely remember that I stayed here, and... there are some things that I am ashamed to speak about."

"Do you remember that painting?"

Gu Xuzi pointed to a landscape painting hanging behind the desk.

"That was drawn by you and that kid."

"impossible."

Shen Mengzhuang denied it outright.

"Why not? How much do you remember about yourself and about him?"

"I remember him treating me...he ruined everything for me."

"What about other than that?"

"Ok?"

Shen Mengzhuang was puzzled and looked at Gu Xuzi suspiciously.

Gu Xuzi took his time and continued to give acupuncture to Shen Mengzhuang.

"You stabbed him in the heart with a sword that day. Logically speaking, he must have died, but do you know why he didn't die?"

Shen Mengzhuang stared at Gu Xuzi and remained silent.

Gu Xuzi took Shen Mengzhuang's hand and put it on his chest, there was a lively rhythm in his palm.

"His heart is with you."

It seems that a long time ago, someone did this.

He held his hand against his chest and felt his heart beating.

Say to him, "My heart is given to you".

Shen Mengzhuang was lying on the bed, Gu Xuzi's words and that vague voice kept echoing in his ears.

He reached out his hand to cover his chest in a strange way, and the heart hit his chest violently, as if he was about to say something.

what is itwho is it?

Shen Mengzhuang clutched the front of his shirt in a drowsy state, and saw a figure come in and sit down on the soft edge.

He squinted his eyes half-closed, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

"Ok?"

Lu Qingyuan looked at the bed in surprise.

"Brother, why haven't you slept yet?"

Shen Mengzhuang closed his eyes and asked casually: "I asked you, does your face still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt..."

Lu Qingyuan lowered his head, caressing every inch of the person on the bed with his eyes, climbing from the wrist exposed outside the quilt to the side face.Kiss the cheek, kiss the neck, and linger deeper.

"It's not here that hurts..."

Shen Mengzhuang ignored it and turned his back to Lu Qingyuan.

The hall was quiet and silent, Lu Qingyuan stood where he was, and stood behind Shen Mengzhuang, listening to the shallow breathing.

After waiting for a long time, he approached cautiously, sat by the bed like many times before, hugged Shen Mengzhuang gently, and whispered solemnly in his ear.

"Good night, brother, I love you."