He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

The spirit and form are all destroyed, and it is not hesitating.

After thousands of sails, I just met you.

The mountain they were on suddenly seemed to be as high as ten thousand ren, and the base of the cliff was covered with snow.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Yiguang: "Are you really unwilling to leave?"

Zhou Yiguang nodded: "I like this place very much."

"Well, if you stay here, I'll stay here with you."

Zhou Yiguang lifted up a strand of hair in front of Zhou Yan's skirt, and smiled playfully: "How long will you be with me?"

"To the day when I've had enough with you and want to leave."

Zhou Yiguang's hand followed that lock of hair, up his temples, and then his cheeks: "What if, I never want to leave?"

Zhou Yan grabbed the hand that ignited the fire everywhere, and said, "I will rest until I die."

Zhou Yiguang was very happy to hear the beautiful words of love, but he didn't take it seriously.Zhou Yiguang knew that Zhou Yan would still go to find that lamp in the end, and it was impossible to stay with him in this illusion where there were only the two of them.

"Alas..." Zhou Yiguang sighed at this point, lowered his head slightly, his eyes just fell on the tiptoes.The line of sight shifted from his own toes to Zhou Yan's toes, and further forward, there was the cliff beneath his feet.

Zhou Yiguang stared at the cliff below his feet, his vision was as deep as the cliff.

"Why are you sighing again?"

Zhou Yan's voice was gentle.

"I......"

Zhou Yiguang hesitated slightly.

Zhou Yiguang suddenly turned around and stood opposite Zhou Yan, took a step back, faced Zhou Yan with his back to the cliff, stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Yan's hands, interlocked his fingers, but held them in vain, gently as if stroking.

He suddenly leaned back, and his whole body fell into the embrace of the cloud and mist of the cliff. He looked at Zhou Yan with a gentle and provocative gaze.

The incident happened suddenly, Zhou Yan had no time to pull him back.He could only hold Zhou Yiguang's hand tightly with ten fingers, and lean forward, sticking to Zhou Yiguang, falling with him.

The speed of the fall accelerated, Zhou Yan pulled out a hand to hug Zhou Yiguang's waist, Zhou Yiguang stretched out his arms and hugged Zhou Yan's neck, laughing wildly in his ear, his white teeth brushed against Zhou Yan's neck from time to time.

Zhou Yan tried his best to stabilize the falling speed, while manipulating the dream, turning the rocks and cypresses under the cliff into a vast ocean, and they both fell into the water.

They fell into the abyss, but entangled to death.

The water temperature was warmer than Zhou Yiguang imagined, Zhou Yan took him up to the surface of the water, and he just obediently lay in Zhou Yiguang's arms.

Difficulty breathing in the water, Zhou Yiguang naturally approached Zhou Yan's lips to snatch the oxygen in his mouth, but he was not so calm, Zhou Yan acquiesced.From the beginning to the end, he was not angry about this sudden change.

Zhou Yan transformed into a small boat on the water and brought Zhou Yiguang up.

Raising his hand to help him straighten his wet hair, wipe off the water droplets on his cheeks, and take a look, Zhou Yan was fascinated.

The beauty of a ghost is from the bone to the skin.Scattered black hair sticks to the thin mandible, a little red lips add color to the pale cheeks, the corners of the wet eyes are pear blossoms with rain, and there are tiny drops of water hanging on the fluttering eyelashes.

Zhou Yan kissed his eyelashes, and the cool water dripped on his lips and penetrated into his heart.

It was just a kiss on the end of the eye, and they left at the touch of a finger.

"You are crazy."

Zhou Yan's voice seemed to be as sweet as pulling silk, and he didn't mean to blame.

"I was wrong, you can punish me, you can do whatever you want."

Zhou Yiguang blinked, without any regret for his crazy behavior.

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to untie Zhou Yiguang's clothes, layer by layer, and soon, only the thin underwear remained.

The inner garment is a thin plain white silk and satin, which becomes almost transparent when it is stained with water. The half-covered chest and the two fruits on the chest are all exposed in Zhou Yan's eyes.

Zhou Yiguang knew that Zhou Yan was staring at him like this, he swallowed, and said with a smile: "Why don't you take it off?"

"My pants are still wet, it's uncomfortable."

Zhou Yan clasped Zhou Yiguang's neck from behind, making him get close to him, his voice hoarse: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Zhou Yiguang's breathing became heavier: "It's wet inside."

"Is it wet there?"

Zhou Yiguang buried his face in Zhou Yan's neck: "Everywhere is wet, can you help me?"

Who doesn't know the taste of the marrow?

Zhou Yan said in a deep voice, "Okay, then don't cry."

"Ugh..."

Zhou Yan is too good at bullying, Zhou Yiguang still cried.

****

The next day, both of their clothes were drying and they finally put their clothes back on.But the small boat they were on was still floating on this vast ocean, and they had no intention of going to the shore at all.

"How long are we going to float?"

"do not know."

"Then let's go back, back to Yedu, and I'll help you find the lamp."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's paddling hands froze for a moment, "Don't you... want to stay here forever?"

At the beginning of the period, Zhou Yan said that he would stay with him in the illusion and fulfill his wish until he died.Zhou Yiguang thought it was a joke, but Zhou Yan was serious.Zhou Yan usually doesn't talk much, let alone beautiful words, but what he says must be from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Zhou Yan's astonished expression, Zhou Yiguang suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood Zhou Yan.What he said at the time was actually the truth, he really planned to stay here with him for the rest of his life, until his body and spirit died.

It turned out that it was me in the end, belittling myself and misinterpreting the affection of others.

Zhou Yiguang admitted generously: "Oh, I thought you were joking with me."

"Look, I'm a wolf-hearted dog, just treat it as if you fed the dog with all your heart."

Zhou Yan had no grievances and said with a smile: "So, you are my dog?"

"I don't know...whether it can be raised well."

Zhou Yiguang provoked: "Then you can try raising it, and see if I will bite you back."

Zhou Yan met his gaze: "Heh, you can take as many bites as you want."

The boat floated for a while, and the two were silent for a while.

Zhou Yan: "Have you thought about it? Are you really going?"

"To be honest, I'm really reluctant."

"You have to know that after leaving this illusion, your father and I are still enemies."

"I still want to hold you hostage and threaten your father to hand over the lamp that held the soul of the old lord."

"At that time, I won't be able to indulge you like today."

Zhou Yiguang answered: "That's why I will be so indulgent today. After all, it's the last day, how many, do some unforgettable things?"

"You promised me that you would tell me the story of the River of Illusion."

"Now you can speak, and leave after speaking."

"I don't want to listen to the versions in the rumors. I want to know what the real River of Illusion carries. I want to know all the stories about you when you were in the River of Illusion."

Zhou Yan thought for a while, with a remote look on his face, as if he was carefully recalling some extremely distant stories.

"Okay, let's start with a spiritual river in the River of Illusion."

"I don't know where I was born, and I have never wondered where I came from, and I have never planned to find my roots. Since I can remember, I have stayed by the riverside of the Ling River. At that time, I didn't feel that There is nothing special about this river, as long as it is an ordinary river, you can go to the river at will and float the water with stone tiles."

"I often look at my reflection in the water and imagine what other ghosts look like."

"At that time, I was young and unwilling to be lonely, but I didn't even have a companion. There was such a long river meandering in front of me, but I was alone. There was really nothing to do, and I didn't know where to go. For hundreds of years, I have been staying by the river..."

Zhou Yiguang imagined Zhou Yan walking alone by the river, he seemed to be a little sad, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you staying by the river?"

Zhou Yan seemed to think about it seriously, what he was doing at that time.

After a while, Zhou Yan: "Play with water."

"Pfft..." Zhou Yiguang couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "Hahahahaha... No wonder you are so good at water, you dragged me into the boat from the water yesterday, and you didn't even choke on it. "

It's so funny, there is an image in Zhou Yiguang's mind, Zhou Yan is like a disobedient child in a rural farmer's family, running to the river to play in the water alone, but at night he returns home covered in mud and has to be beaten.

"Ahem..." Zhou Yan said seriously, "Do you still want to hear it?"

Zhou Yiguang tried his best to suppress the gradually widening smile, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Listen! Of course I will!"

"What then?"

What happened today, Zhou Yiguang thought about it later, and realized that maybe the matter itself was not so funny.Just being with the ones you love makes everything a lot more fun and laughs more.

Zhou Yan went on to say: "Later... a few hundred years later, the River of Illusion seemed to gradually become lively, and many strange ghosts flooded in at once, and gradually gathered villages along that Spirit River. "

"Since then, I am no longer a solitary person. I also live with those people in the village, eat and work, and spend most of the time together. Only at dusk, when everyone is done, I will go to the village alone. Sit by the Ling River for a while and look at the clouds."

"I don't like talking very much, but I get along well with everyone. Days and nights seem to pass in a flash, but the days are smooth, and I don't think about anything. I have been so ignorant for decades."

"Until one day, they discovered that I didn't respond to the water in the Ling River."

"When I told them that I could see my own shadow and their shadows on the water of the Ling River, their expressions were almost terrified."

"They saw that the water in the Linghe River was no different from ordinary water to me. Probably since then, they felt differently about me, as if they were a little more wary. Not at all. It's too abnormal, they didn't say anything or do anything, and we don't know each other very well on weekdays, and we can't talk about alienation."

"It was also from that day that I knew that the water in the Linghe River was originally strange."

"Ordinary people can't see their own reflections on the Linghe River. Because what is reflected on the water surface of the Linghe River is not our own reflection, but our thoughts, or what we miss and want to be. people."

"What I see is my own shadow all the time, maybe because in the first few hundred years of my life, I was the only one in my world, and I didn't have anything to worry about."

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