Brother, your character is broken

Chu Yifei's heart softened for a moment yesterday, and he rested in Gu Bei's hall, only to regret it when he opened his eyes the next day.

Gu Beitang woke up early, but he was still lying on the bed, hugging the little daughter-in-law who was crutching in his arms, and stroking lightly for a while.

When Chu Yifei opened his eyes, Gu Beitang's hand was still rubbing his waist. He was already sensitive (harmonious) all over his body, but Gu Beitang made his waist twist and twist, bringing out an ambiguous warmth.

Gu Beitang bowed his head and kissed him, but Chu Yifei blocked him with his hands.

"Xiaofei..." Gu Beitang seemed particularly aggrieved, torturing him and softening his heart.

Chu Yifei sighed resignedly, and put down his hand.

The two were making a fuss on the bed, Chu Yifei's underwear was half undone, and later Chu Yifei was really angry, so Gu Beitang stopped.

But Fu Zhiyan couldn't imagine what would happen when Gu Beitang talked about love.

Just looking at the iceberg face on the opposite side, no one would think that he would act like a baby to make people's hearts soft, and then do whatever he wants.

Fu Zhiyan knew that he would come to find him sooner or later, so he sat upright in the teahouse where he met them for a day.

He sat upright, and next to his ears was the voice of the storyteller downstairs, talking about the creation of the world, old stories in the world of mortals, heroes and legends of beauties.

Gu Beitang didn't show up in the teahouse until it was getting dark.

Li Bing was dropped on the table with a slap, which was extremely disrespectful behavior. If he met someone with a hot temper, he would probably stand up immediately and fight Gu Beitang.

Fu Zhiyan just closed his eyes, not knowing what to say to his former apprentice.

Gu Beitang decided not to talk to him first, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The spring tea is slightly astringent, but the tea water is clear, and the tea fragrance around the tip of the nose slightly eases the atmosphere.

Fu Zhiyan spoke first: "Sometimes I really can't understand you."

"If Dao is really ruthless, yet you are so sympathetic to Huaixi Pavilion."

"You say you are gentle, tolerant, humble and polite, but you still hate me for so many years."

Gu Beitang put down his teacup and said flatly, "People are not one-sided."

Fu Zhiyan looked at Gu Beitang, the person in front of him was between the Dao of Xiuxian and the world of mortals, but he chose the latter after all.

But to be honest, Fu Zhiyan envied Gu Beitang.

He has a tough mind and never stops easily.

Just like Fu Zhiyan found out that Gu Beitang hadn't seen him for many years and suddenly talked more, he was surprised by many things about Gu Beitang.

Especially from the disciples of Huaixi Pavilion, Gu Beitang has been forcing himself to communicate with others, even if he stumbled at the beginning, he still had to find someone to talk to if he had nothing to say.

Gu Beitang regretted that when he communicated with Chu Yifei in his previous life, Chu Yifei always spoke on the sidelines, and he only responded with a few words.

It seemed extraordinarily perfunctory, and before he even had time to figure out his own thoughts in the end, the clumsy love that could not be expressed was buried under the blood.

After He Qiu's death, Fu Zhiyan always felt empty in his heart, as if a gust of wind swept away all his thoughts, he still lived step by step like this, but he seemed to be dead.

There was no chance between him and He Qiu. In the end, He Qiu forcibly improved his cultivation, his body was not fully loaded, and his soul was also severely injured. Compared with being wiped out, he turned into one of the six realms.

Maybe the drizzle in spring is him, and the cool wind in summer is him, but He Qiu can never come back.

Gu Beitang is different, he seems to be sure that he can bring Chu Yifei back.

Now he does.

Gu Beitang took out the Pisces pendant and pushed it to Fu Zhiyan.

Fu Zhiyan was stunned, and shook his head helplessly: "I won't tell about Chu Yifei."

Gu Beitang: "I know, it's just returning things to their original owners."

Gu Beitang glanced at Fu Zhiyan: "Back then you promised my master three wishes. The first wish was to let me worship under your sect, and the second wish was to let me go back to the mountain."

How to say, these two wishes are not beneficial to He Qiu.

"The third wish, maybe my master doesn't want to grant it either."

Perhaps at the beginning, He Qiu didn't have the intention to make a wish, and asking him to take Gu Beitang into the door was just a matter of urgency.

Fu Zhiyan took the jade pendant, it was cold to the touch.

Gu Beitang stood up: "Senior Fu, I don't believe you don't know the meaning of Yanhe Mountain."

"If you can forgive my master, please forgive him."

Holding the jade, Fu Zhiyan said, "His grave, where is his grave?"

Gu Beitang took a deep look at him, and finally turned his head and said, "My master left a suicide note very early on."

"He said that he didn't want Senior Fu to worship him."

Fu Zhiyan's peace of deceiving others for so many years was broken. He covered his face with his hands, as if he was going to cry or not.

In this love affair that ended without a cause, he and He Qiu traveled thousands of miles, but the distance was getting farther and farther.

His father used to call He Qiu his love robbery, but he also deceived himself and others, hating all filth and severing the root of love.

But he still didn't tell the world about He Qiu's identity, and kept his head covered in a dream until he was pushed on the road to encircle and suppress Huaixi Pavilion.

He was tripped by this love tribulation, and he was so happy that he had no power to fight back.

When Gu Beitang went downstairs, he saw Chu Yifei who was buying candy at the opposite street shop.

Wearing bright red clothes, smiling and chatting with the stall owner, holding two Tang people in his hands.

Turning around and seeing Gu Beitang, he smiled at him.

There are many people on the long street, but he is the only one who has entered his heart, and planted it with the spring scenery of Xifu.

Chu Yifei walked through the crowd to Gu Beitang, and without asking him what he did, he held his hand and said he wanted to walk on the street.

Gu Beitang took the sugar figurine, and the little sugar figurine in floral clothes laughed funny.

When they walked to the river, Tu Qingjing got on the boat and asked the master to drive to a place where no one was around.

The evening wind blew with moisture, and Gu Beitang didn't know what to say while holding the sugar figure.

I want to say a lot, but I run out of words.

It seems that all those years of practice are still in vain.

Gu Beitang thought in distress.

"Brother." Chu Yifei approached him, and Gu Beitang naturally embraced him.

"In the future, I will take care of the Huaixi Pavilion with you."

Chu Yifei really wanted to say some romantic vows with his senior brother, but after much deliberation, he still said such dry words.

Gu Beitang smiled, seeing the sugar figurine in Chu Yifei's hand, he clinged to him and said that he wanted to eat the sugar figurine in Chu Yifei's hand.

Embarrassed, Chu Yifei withdrew her hand: "I've eaten it all."

Gu Beitang refused, and muttered to find his mouth, quite aggrieved by being disgusted by others.

Chu Yifei was afraid that the boatman would see him, so he wouldn't let him kiss, and both of their sugar figurines died heroically and fell into the water.

Chu Yifei pushed him angrily, Gu Beitang found a fan from somewhere, slowly opened it on the side of their faces, followed by a kiss.

"That way you can't see it."

Chu Yifei didn't believe him, but he couldn't bear to push him away, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and was dizzy from this charming atmosphere.

After many years, Chu Yifei and his senior brother still had a private meeting on the small boat

The author has something to say:

Boatman: Son, why are your lips red and swollen?

Chu Yifei: xhs-uo#anw%[email protected] No!

Turning head and hammering Gu Beitang angrily