Gratitude License

When Zijin spoke, his attitude was like that of a dying patient confessing his last words, with a determination to face the end in his eyes, and like a murderer who turned himself in tiredly in the face of nowhere to escape, with a hint of A kind of ashes-like calm, like a kindergarten teacher giving a lecture, with a gentle smile, afraid that the students will not understand any details, so he speaks very slowly, trying to make every word, every word, and every sentence of himself as good as possible Accurate and detailed, weaving trivial language into a brocade with complex patterns.

He explained to Xu Liang the time, place, technique and motivation, introduced the source of the prescription, and even explained the types and quantities of herbs and the method of making the medicine.

He seemed to be asking and answering himself, and he had answered all possible questions during the narration, blocking Xu Liang's space for questioning.

Even if Xu Liang wanted to doubt it, he couldn't find any doubts, and even if he wanted to treat it as a joke, he couldn't laugh.

He could only believe that Zijin's words were true, and if he believed this, he would have to accept the fact that Chang Jing had taken aphrodisiacs, and only Cai Si was by his side.

And Chang Jing likes Cai Si.

It is self-evident what will happen.

What happened suddenly, facing Zijin who directed the play, he didn't even feel like losing his temper, just like a person walking on the road and suddenly being told by a stranger: You have been killed by me.

He is dead, but he hasn't realized this fact yet. The biggest feeling is that he can't accept it, and emotions like anger are far from being manifested.

After a long time, Xu Liang came out of the silence where even his breathing was stagnant, and looked at Zijin.

Zijin had been waiting for Xu Liang's reaction, barely supporting the human form, and couldn't stop shaking because he had consumed too much demon power, but he didn't want to lose his composure in front of Xu Liang, and forced himself not to fall down by force of will.

Before today, he still had illusions about Xu Liang and himself.

He thought Xu Liang would fight him after hearing these words, at least scold him, but he didn't expect the reaction to be so flat.

This was the last reaction he wanted to see.

Zijin has been lurking beside Xu Liang for a long time, knowing that he and Chang Jing grew up together, and there is a special relationship between them, which is not pure family friendship, nor love.

He thought that after Xu Liang knew that Chang Jing and Cai Si were together, he would laugh at him as usual, say something like "Isn't it just sleeping with a woman?", with a nonchalant attitude, and then accept the fact.

But Xu Liang's reaction was unexpected, the colder he was, the more it meant that he had already believed this fact, but still refused to accept it.

Or rather, he couldn't accept it at all.

Facing Xu Liang now, Zijin only felt chills all over.

Like the bone marrow being sucked out and soaked in ice slag, the nerves affected the most subtle perception, making every centimeter of his body frozen and frosted.

But just like Xu Liang's refusal to accept, Zijin also does not allow himself to give up.

Holding on to the little demon power left, he grabbed Xu Liang's shoulder, and his five fingers gradually closed.

"follow me."

Xu Liang raised his gaze, like a night owl quietly fluttering its wings in the dark.

He said in a toneless voice, "Okay."

Zijin was a little surprised, but before he could be surprised, Xu Liang continued, "I'll go find Chang Jing with you."

Compared with that kind of absolute silence, as long as Xu Liang speaks, no matter how cold his tone is, it always sounds a little warm, but Zijin still trembles violently because of his words.

Xu Liang's voice was not loud, but it carried an absolute strength, an oppressive aura, like instantly pouring the pressure of landslides and tsunami on Zijin, making him afraid.

Zijin instinctively wanted to back up, but he couldn't move. Seeing Xu Liang get up slowly, he had the illusion that his body was freezing.

Xu Liang seemed to be surrounded by an invisible blizzard, as long as he got close to him, he would be pierced by ice crystals like awls.

As a cold-blooded animal, snakes are most sensitive to temperature. The coldness at this moment reminded him of a long time ago, when he was just an ordinary snake.

The winter was extremely cold that year. In human terms, many areas in the south of the Yangtze River had the most heavy snowfall in a century. The plains were so cold that the elderly and children could never see spring again, not to mention the mountainous area where Zijin lived.

The end of the year was approaching, and on the third day of heavy snow, the temperature dropped to minus [-], which had never happened in the local area.

In more than a dozen nearby hills, tens of millions of snakes lost their lives silently in hibernation. Zijin narrowly escaped death because the cave where he hid was deep enough.

That year, the mountainous area was extremely deserted after the Waking of Insects. Zijin woke up on time and found outside the cave that the temperature in spring was colder than the winter in his memory.

Hungry, cold, and too stiff to hunt, Zijin could only go back to the cave and continue to cook.

The weather finally warmed up, but after the first hunting, it encountered continuous cold rain.

For three consecutive days, the daytime sky was as gloomy as night.

Zijin is coiled on the highest branch, looking at the lingering cloud above his head every day, thinking that even a ray of sunshine would be fine.

No matter where the sun shines, he will go even to the ends of the earth.

But Yunli seemed to have been mixed with glue, and it was firmly stuck to the sky above his head. Zijin's body temperature was too low to digest the food in his stomach. In order to survive, he found a vole nest and hid in it. The field mouse kept warm with its body temperature, but was bitten and bruised all over.

Zijin no longer remembers how he survived that cold year, but that clammy and stiff feeling remained deep in his memory. Instinctive fear.

Because of this, when he encountered the same cold year hundreds of years later, he was recalled and went to the doctor in a hurry, and actually got into the human body who strayed into the forest.

That was the time when he met Xu Liang from his previous life.

But hundreds of years later, the people who once gave him warmth now only make him feel cold.

Zijin subconsciously agreed to Xu Liang's request, and when he recovered from his memory, the road had already gone half way.

Yue Zhuo flew low over the forest under the night, Xu Liang leaned on Yue Zhuo's back, and put the Zijin in his coat pocket.

Zijin has changed back to his original shape, and because of the consumption of demon power, his body is as small as a young snake.

He looked at the road with his head, "Go straight in this direction, and we will arrive soon."

The clothes carried Xu Liang's body temperature, and Zijin was warmed by his temperature, so he inevitably had to find a reason for himself to keep hope.

The original intention of prescribing the medicine was to push Chang Jing to get him together with Cai Si as soon as possible, and also to make Xu Liang give up.

There is no basis for words. If Xu Liang watched the scene, it would definitely be more effective than his [-] words.

Although he will definitely hate himself even more when the time comes, but what does it matter?He has a long time to wait, waiting for Xu Liang to forget Chang Jing and accept himself.

The place where Chang Jing and Cai Si ate was located in a village near Sange Mountain. It was a house built by the farmers themselves.

What Zijin used for Chang Jing was not the so-called aphrodisiacs on the human market, but an ancient prescription combined with the unique sorcery of the snake demon.

This medicine was originally made for Xu Liang.

The last time Zijin captured Xu Liang, he already had the consciousness of breaking the boat. Of course, he would not use drugs to force Xu Liang unless it was absolutely necessary, and because of this, he failed.

This medicine has a strong effect, and the effect of half a pill will take a whole night and enough venting to dissipate. Zijin knows the nature of the medicine, so he has no doubts about what he and Xu Liang will see during this trip.

Among the four guest rooms in the store, Chang Jing and Cai Si can always be found in one of them.

In the corridor, the little green snake spat out a letter, using the smell to find the direction. After a while, the snake tail pointed to the last room, "Do you really want to see it?"

Xu Liang didn't speak, went straight to the door, paused for a while, kicked the door open.

The moment he entered the door, Xu Liang's eyes subconsciously moved away, and he paused for two seconds before looking forward.

The bed was empty.

Only the bathroom was lit in the whole room, and Xu Liang and Zijin locked their eyes on it at the same time.

The door was not closed tightly, Xu Liang pushed the door open with his toes, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief that there was no one in the bathroom, but saw a black sportswear on the sink.

This is the one Chang Jing wore when she went out today.

The clothes were soaked, and they were laid casually on the sink, as if they were left in a hurry.

The shower curtain was half-opened, and splashes of water could be seen on the outside ground.

The shower fell on the floor and was covered by a used towel.

There is still water vapor in the bathroom, condensing into thousands of water droplets on the tiles.

Xu Liang picked up the clothes on the sink and went out of the room.

Zijin thought that Xu Liang was going to say something, or to find out where he went after being clean, but he didn't, he just called Yuezhuo and told him to go back the same way.

On the way, Xu Liang and Zijin didn't have any communication, as if he didn't exist.

Xu Liang just held onto the dress.

The cold wind was blowing the drenched cloth, it was as cold as ice, Xu Liang's fingers were stiff and red, and he could hardly make any movements when he arrived at the hotel.

When getting off Yue Zhuo's back, the clothes slipped from his stiff fingers to the ground, Xu Liang stopped walking, stared at the clothes for a while, left it where it was, and left by himself.

The hot spring was steaming with warm and humid mist, Zijin stopped by the pool, did not go upstairs with Xu Liang, but listened to his indifferent footsteps getting farther and farther away, and curled up weakly.

Xu Liang seemed to be sleepwalking, and walked to the door of his room with a blank mind.

Suddenly, the light next door woke him up from his dream.

The light wasn't on when he left, which means someone came back—

Chang Jing is back.

Xu Liang stood outside Changjing's door for a few minutes, then suddenly slammed on the door forcefully.

"Who?"

Chang Jing asked, her voice was short, obviously urgent.

"I."

After half a minute, Chang Jing came to open the door, and there was only a narrow gap half the width of a person.

He stood inside the door wrapped in a bath towel, his skin was beaded and his hair was soaked.

The lights in the room have been turned off, but with the light from the corridor, you can still see the unnatural redness on his skin.

Chang Jing: "I'm taking a shower, I haven't finished it yet."

Xu Liang: "Understood."