Yichun Ji: Years Voiceless

"Aren't you a monster? Then what are you?" Yan Qiushan cheekily leaned in front of Gu Tongjun, and Gu Tongjun pointed at his forehead, preventing him from approaching: "You are the thing, I don't care what I do If you don't want to die, stay away from me."

Yan Qiushan covered his heart and said aggrievedly: "Why are you so ruthless that you want to murder your own husband!" Gu Tongjun's mouth twitched, and he tried his best to suppress his anger and said, "Do you dare to say another word?!"

Yan Qiushan closed his mouth tightly, and took two steps back dejectedly. Gu Tongjun thought that he had finally calmed down, put down his sore arms, and turned around to get away from this scourge, but he didn't expect that Yan Qiushan hadn't taken two steps. The rascal rushed forward, hugged Gu Tongjun's waist and cried, "Lady! I was wrong! Don't go!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Get out!!!" Gu Tongjun held Yan Qiushan by the back of the collar, opened the wooden door of the ruined temple and threw him out. , Locked from the inside to prevent him from entering.

Yan Qiushan knocked on the wooden door outside without giving up, and the old wooden door babbled, as if it was about to be knocked apart by him.Yan Qiushan knocked on the door with his hands, but he still refused to stop: "My lady! Just let me go home! My husband is about to get sick from the rain!"

Gu Tongjun snorted coldly and said, "Your skin is rough and fleshy, and you don't get gonorrhea." After he finished speaking, he thought about it, no, once he said this, he admitted that he was his wife!How unreasonable!This man is really a rascal!Gu Tongjun ignored the movement outside now, turned around and went back to sit on the haystack with closed eyes and rested.

The knocking and shouting outside continued for a while and gradually quieted down, leaving only the whimpering wind passing through the broken windows and the dripping rain falling on the eaves.Gu Tongjun couldn't rest anymore, he was always a little uneasy, this bastard, he couldn't be really ruined by the rain, right?

Gu Tongjun stabilized his mind, pulled his spiritual consciousness away from his body, and walked through the mottled wall to Yan Qiushan's side. He was sitting on the wooden door with his knees bent, his arms wrapped around his knees, and his expression was lonely. Like a poor stray dog, his long hair was wet by the rain, making him even more pitiful.

Gu Tongjun withdrew his spiritual consciousness, sighed and resigned to his fate, went to open the door, and carried Yan Qiushan, who was sitting on the ground aggrieved, back to the Shenjun Temple.I have to say that Yan Qiushan really has a good skin, his facial features are soft, and he looks very refined and refined. Of course, only when he is silent, if he opens his mouth... "My lady, you don't want to Me, my husband is very hurt!"

Facing Yan Qiushan's eyes full of water and grievance, Gu Tongjun forced back a mouthful of old blood, and said coldly: "Yan Qing..." Yan Qiushan was stunned for a while, who is this?Oh oh, it was his random name, he quickly replied: "My lady, what's wrong?"

Gu Tongjun sighed, turned around and went to the corner to pick up some dry firewood, and lit it in the open space away from the haystack. He waved to Yan Qiushan, motioning him to come over to keep warm, and Yan Qiushan ran over joyfully, ignoring the rain With embarrassingly long hair and clothes, he sat down next to Gu Tongjun.

Gu Tongjun glanced at him, but didn't stop, adding dry wood to the fire.Gu Tongjun felt the damp moisture around him, accompanied by the sound of crackling firewood in the fire, making the atmosphere thick and ambiguous at the moment, Gu Tongjun sighed, and said slowly: "If you don't have that kind of thought, don't You are teasing people indiscriminately, it's a bit of a joke, you can't take it."

However, Yan Qiushan became seriously serious. He looked at Gu Tongjun's stern side face with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "How do you know that I don't have that kind of thought?"