Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Jian Mingshu couldn't figure out why he was touched so much, he could feel the heartbeat of the other party, beating long and slowly, with a sense of stability.

"Don't feel sorry for me, Kunpeng actually treated me very well. He is just like me. He has no experience with raising a baby for the first time. What kind of bedtime stories, teaching literacy, spring outing together, these normal father-son experiences , I have never experienced it. However, he will take me to fly nine days, take me to the bottom of the water, take me up the mountain to hunt, and take me to the underworld to judge - sometimes think about it, this kind of experience, others can't understand Well, it’s actually pretty interesting.”

Wu Shuyang was thoughtful, but he didn't respond.

"Actually, I wasn't like this before. Are you listening?"

Wu Shuyang didn't speak for a long time, maybe he didn't move for a long time, Jian Mingshu confirmed it.

Jian Mingshu let go of him a little and looked into his eyes.Wu Shuyang's eyes were moving and serious, he was listening, and he was listening very carefully.

"In the past, I used to say that I was a lonely and autistic child. Well, just like you." Jian Mingshu poked him, "I used to feel that fate treated me badly and unfairly. They took away my parents, took away my relatives one by one, and left my family broken and homeless at the beginning of my life. Sometimes I also think, why—why did I encounter these unfortunate things, and always One thing after another, it was like an inescapable fate."

"Later, when I grew up with Kunpeng, an idler, I gradually became a little more outgoing. When I was full, I went to the UK to study at university, joined a local kayaking club, and made many interesting friends. -"

"No wonder your English is so good." Wu Shuyang said softly.

"nor."

The sudden boast made him a little embarrassed, he lowered his head, but the sea breeze lifted his curly hair and rubbed against Wu Shuyang's cheek.

"That's when I met Heyou. Don't look at him now, he is crazy and out of bounds, and he recites poetry at every turn. In fact, he is an orphan like me-no, he is more sad than me. I am in Liverpool When I met him, he didn’t have a good place on his body, he was dressed in rags, and he was so hungry that he was almost out of shape. His family sold him to foreigners, and he floated all the way to England like a pig and a dog, and escaped after a narrow escape. Guess what , After suffering so much, how much did the family sell him for?"

"...a piece of silver?"

Judging from his question, the amount of money that should be sold was very small, combined with the currency system at that time, Wu Shuyang deliberately guessed a little less.

Jian Mingshu shook his head: "Three copper plates. Not even silver dollars, only three copper plates."

Wu Shuyang was silent.

"Shu Yang, tell me, human life is so cheap."

"I really can't see it. I still feel..."

He didn't go on, Wu Shuyang could guess the answer.He saw himself in Heyou.

It's a pity that when Ming Shu was young, there was no one as warm as Jian Mingshu who took him in and taught him patiently and carefully.

He kissed each other's forehead.

"I'm fine, it's nothing." Jian Mingshu comforted him in turn.

"Later, Kunpeng objected to adopting Heyou, and I had a big fight with him, so we moved out. From now on, there will be Tianshen, whom parents can't think about, Qinghua, who is treated as an experimental toy, and Baomengying, who lives together in a mental hospital. Zhu——yes, they are not related by blood, they just have a good relationship—the last one is Changle. Changle is a medical student, he should be considered the happiest one, with a complete family, but some accidents happened during the internship in the hospital. I can't hold a scalpel..."

Jian Mingshu's voice dropped again.

Wu Shuyang sat up and handed the champagne to Jian Mingshu, letting him calm down.

Starlight sparkling pink sparkling wine, crystal clear, like the peaceful Wu Shuyang, inexplicably makes people feel better and less depressed.

Ming Shu took a sip, remembering their first encounter.

"The first time I met you, I thought that you, like Qinghua, were not doing well, so you were quiet and closed."

Wu Shuyang recalled that at that time he desperately hinted that he was coming to Pingdu Hospital, and he also inserted his business card and left a phone call. He only thought it was a boring tease, but he didn't expect it to be purely out of worry.

Obviously, I am not living comfortably, but I am desperately thinking about saving those who can be saved.

His Mingshu is really good.

Wu Shuyang gently embraced his shoulders, and put his right hand on his slightly wavy hair, soothing him gently.

"It's all over."

Jian Mingshu misunderstood the intention of his actions, and thought that Wu Shuyang was feeling sorry for the juniors in Pingdu Hospital, and explained softly:

"You can also see that they are all very happy now. Me too, when I get along with children, I feel that my heart will become peaceful and pure. So don't be cruel to them—especially Yingzhu. The last time you received Young Joo’s telegram, to be honest, I was a little worried. In Surveillance Cocoon World, you said she was an evil spirit. Said in the video, and afraid of bringing up Baomeng’s sadness, she is fine, she—”

Jian Mingshu paused, and lowered his voice:

"In the mental hospital, there are a bunch of beasts. She committed suicide to protect Baomeng. Her cocoon world is revenge, but the final last wish is all given to Baomeng. In fact, because of some messy reasons, we lost .Originally, after we lost, we were going to follow the old seven and the eighth. Do you know how we got back?"

"how?"

"Because the main god, that is, Yingzhu, her last wish is that Baomeng will live happily ever after. As a result, this cocoon world has become 'attacking the shield of the son with the spear of the son'. Theoretically, if we lose, we should follow the old seven and the old. Eight hells; but if it is handled like this, Baomeng will die, and the wish of the winning Lord God Yingzhu will not be fulfilled, at that time—"

Jian Mingshu suddenly laughed, and Wu Shuyang's chin was itchy as his forehead hair rubbed against it.

"What happened then?"

"It wasn't that the cocoon world collapsed at that time, and it wasn't that it didn't collapse. Everyone seemed to be stuck. Tianshen said that it was because the system itself was entangled by its own logic."

Wu Shuyang patted the other person's head, now Ming Shu is gentle and peaceful, really like a soft kitten.

"So, I asked Lao Qi to take me out, uh, I had a 'friendly and friendly' negotiation with Hades, brought Yingzhu back, and vomited out all the souls in it, so that the system was relieved ——Don’t worry, none of those bad guys escaped.”

"Yes." Wu Shuyang boasted in a low voice, "My Mingshu is the best."

"It's nothing to me, I just finished talking about my ordinary life." Jian Mingshu was a little embarrassed, and he looked at the other party: "Actually, I said that before, not because I didn't care about you—"

There were stars in Ming Shu's eyes, and also guilt for being late.

"I know."

The big beauty in her arms sighed softly.

"I always feel that what is gained will always be lost, and the people around me will eventually pass away."

Wu Shuyang hugged him silently, without speaking.

"So, you have to stay with me all the time. Don't leave. Don't disappear. Don't... die before me."

"Ah."

"Hey... Isn't it better not to say this." Jian Mingshu said, "Everyone says that you can't set up FLAG indiscriminately, and you will easily die if you set it up. Will you..."

"No. Really not."

"Hopefully not."

The two were silent for a while, and the shining stars counted their moods.

"What about you? Who are you? What was your life like before?" Jian Mingshu asked.

"I……"

Wu Shuyang stopped, he felt that the person in his arms was a little cold: "Are you cold?"

The beauty was only wrapped in a thick velvet pajamas, and the temperature was a bit chilly with the Irish night wind.

"It seems a little." He shrank his shoulders unconsciously.

"Let's go back."

The two filed into the master bedroom.

Jian Mingshu looked at Wu Shuyang who was following, and blinked: "Is it so fast?"

Wu Shuyang looked innocent: "I just came to accompany you for a while."

He put champagne on the bedside, and the wall lamp happened to light up two delicate glasses.

"No way."

Jian Mingshu shook his head: "No."

"I'm used to sleeping alone, and I'm not used to others lying next to me."

Wu Shuyang nodded and thought for a moment: "Didn't you say that Kunpeng never told you a bedtime story?"

Jian Mingshu looked up at him.

"Today, I'll tell you a bedtime story. Lull you to sleep."

It seems that this reason seems to have moved the other party, and Jian Mingshu smiled: "Okay. Tell me."

The two lay face to face on the bed.

The long portholes cut out a small piece of bright night sky.

Jian Mingshu was obviously restrained, his back was facing the starlight, his handsome silhouette was hidden in the darkness, his eyes were clear, staring at Wu Shuyang.

"Once upon a time, there was an emperor of a country who came out with divination and measured the fortune of the country. It was determined that the country would fall in only [-] years. The emperor didn't believe it. The person who is the best at interpreting hexagrams has come to the same conclusion and caught the same root cause."

"What is the cause?"

"The only son of Ling Yin of the current dynasty. He is only nine years old."

Jian Mingshu guessed that Ling Yin's only son might be Wu Shuyang.

"The only son doesn't sound good. Let's call him another name. Let's call him Xiaoyang."

"..."

Jian Mingshu nodded to himself: "It's called Xiao Yang."

"It's about the fate of the country, so it should not be underestimated, even if the other party is the current Ling Yin who is in charge of civil and military power and the director of the mansion. The emperor made a decisive decision. That night, no one will stay in Ling Yin's mansion. Fortunately, this Ling Yin treats his servants on weekdays." Not bad, a few servants relayed and rescued..."

This nickname seems to be a challenge for Wu Shuyang, but he still accepts the name change: "Lamb."

"Jia Ding told him that there is only one person in the world today, who has a high reputation in poetry and prose. Even the emperor has to be careful and dare not act rashly. This person is the emperor's younger brother. Later generations called him Jian Qingyang, but at that time, No one in the world will call him by his first name, everyone respectfully calls him—”

"King of Huai'an."

Jian Mingshu knew about Jian Qingyang, after all, he still used the same surname to cling to Jian Qingyang's relationship.

"So, did Jian Qingyang take in the lamb?"

Wu Shuyang's eyes drifted away, as if leisurely drifting away to a distant place of nostalgia.

"The lamb worked hard all the way, and saw the palace city from a distance, but couldn't get in at all."

Jian Mingshu: "That's for sure. The palace city of the vassal state, what kind of place is that - it's almost equivalent to entering Zhongnanhai with bare hands, unless he is 007, ah no, a child prodigy."

Wu Shuyang frowned and was amused by him.

"He wandered halfway, already penniless, and only came to Huai'an country by asking for directions along the way. He was alone in a foreign country, with no relatives, no family members, and no one to rely on. At the age of nine, recruiting workers, And no one will."

"It's so pitiful." Jian Mingshu lowered his eyes, "Then what should this little boy do... Miyagi can't get in, and he has no money. If this continues, eating will be a problem."

He was genuinely worried about this man he sounded like he had never met.

Wu Shuyang leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose.

"There will be a solution, Ming Shu. This is all a thing of the past."

"At that time, the Yan Palace in Huai'an Kingdom——Do you know about the Yan Palace?"

"I know." Jian Mingshu replied: "Universities run by princes and states are equivalent to the current 985 well-known universities."

Wu Shuyang nodded: "The palace in Huai'an has a rather elegant sideline called Zigui Pavilion."[1]

"At that time, there were many literati and poets in Zigui Pavilion. In the main entrance hall, there was a poem fighting platform covered with countless poem plaques. Everyone can bet and applaud. The No.1 of the day can be divided into the poetry fighting platform of the day. Half the bounty."

"So, the only son of Ling Yin, Xiao Yang, he went to fight poetry?"

"Quietly. Only the pavilion master knows who it is."

"Won?"

"It has been in office for more than a month."

"Nine?"

"Ah."

Jian Mingshu couldn't believe it: "This is not a star that will destroy the country, it must be a genius from heaven."

"—Actually, that country did fall in his hands, exactly as predicted."

Wu Shuyang's tone was calm and restrained, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Jian Mingshu was silent for a while.

"I believe there is something hidden." He said, "A person with such talent in poetry and prose is not the kind of person who gets angry for no reason and harms the country and the people. Only with talent and ideals can he write good poems; so most of them Literary giants are all passionate and concerned about the country and the people, such as Qu Yuan, Du Fu, Xin Qiji, Li Bai, modern Wen Yiduo, Zang Kejia, Zhu Ziqing..."

"There is something hidden." Wu Shuyang agreed.

"So, after Xiao Yang shines in Zigui Pavilion, can King Huai'an notice him?"

"He met a poet friend who was seven years older than him. He refused to admit defeat and wanted to compete with him in poetry."

"Who's winning?"

"There are winners and losers."

"But in this way, wouldn't Xiao Yang... have no money?"

"Yes."

"This poet friend is really bad."

"He doesn't know." Wu Shuyang patiently explained, "Don't blame him."

When mentioning this person, Wu Shuyang changed from his previous silence, and seemed to be extra tender and patient.

"and after."

Jian Mingshu noticed the difference in his tone and was obviously much cooler.

"Later, the poet friend found out about the inside story, and after knowing that Xiao Yang was nowhere to go, he not only came to apologize, but also invited him to live in his own house. At first, Xiao Yang was unwilling to go, until the poet friend promised to help him see King of Huai'an."

Concise and silent.Wu Shuyang didn't notice any strangeness in him for the time being.

"There are not many people in the house, and poet friends come and go from time to time. Xiao Yang waits and waits. After waiting for a long time, there seems to be no one else in the yard except his poet friend—"

Jian Mingshu suddenly let out a low sigh.

He turned over and stopped staring at the quiet beauty telling the story in front of him: "This story is not good, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Wu Shuyang hesitated for a while, but he didn't speak.

Ming Shu is too smart, there is no way to escape any clues.

"Who came here with you before?"

With Jian Mingshu on his back, the cold starlight fell on him, making him look extraordinarily thin and thin.

"...It's Qingyang."

"Qingyang." He sneered.This way of addressing is really intimate.

No wonder Wu Shuyang's expression was so strange when he first met Jian Qingyang when Shishi first met him.

He co-climbed to his old lover.

"Mingshu, Qingyang and you..."

"Don't tell me that I am his next life, or that we are very similar. That way, you don't respect him."

Jian Mingshu paused for a moment, and his voice became more and more depressed.

"—is insulting to me, too," he said.

Silence spread between the two.

Only then did he see that under Ming Shu's proud self-esteem, there was a heart that worried about gains and losses, and he immediately talked about the previous things.

Today, he was too impatient.

The stars outside the porthole are slowly twinkling.

This feeling is like Jian Mingshu foolishly showing his heart to others, but being abandoned by others.

The sourness in his heart spread throughout his body with the beating of his heart.

Being a stand-in touched his bottom line.He's fatalistic, as well, emotionally.Believe in fate, but also have a strong emotional cleanliness.

For a moment, Jian Mingshu suddenly realized that the stars in the porthole looked so far away and so cold.

He remembered the moment he saw Wu Shuyang when he was standing in the main control room, with thousands of stars surrounding him, it paled in comparison.

Obviously at that time, these broken stars fell beside Wu Shuyang, looking bright and gentle.

He unconsciously recalled the solid and stable hug just now, the man's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, the quiet and delicate profile, and the company he promised.

He is Gu and poison, which makes people indulge and indulge, making it difficult to quit.

Jian Mingshu was a little disappointed to find that he was in a deeper trap than he imagined.

It turns out that falling in love with someone is both bliss and pain.

The late Irish night seemed to be getting colder, and he flinched unconsciously.

A reassuring hug came up.

"Ming Shu."

Wu Shuyang buried his head on the back of his neck and hugged him quietly for a while.

This kind of comfort is mixed with sourness, but it is even more difficult to control.

"Ming Shu."

The other party did not answer.

"This story is not good, let's change it."

Jian Mingshu didn't respond.

Wu Shuyang hugged himself a little tighter, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"'I don't eat bread, and the wheat is of no use to me. I don't care for the wheat fields. But you have golden hair, so it will be wonderful when you tame me. The wheat, Reminds me of the color of your hair, I might even fall in love with it, the sound of the wind blowing the wheat...'"

The waves lift up the cabin gently, and outside the window, there is the soothing sound of the surging tide.

Wu Shuyang tried his best to restrain his own strength, worrying about gains and losses, and being cautious.

"'I will be very patient and sit closer to you every day. I will be happy before you come, but I will also be restless, which is the price of my happiness.'"[2]

Wu Shuyang clasped him vainly, but curled up his fingertips unconsciously, slightly grabbing the front of the simple velvet nightgown.

He is nervous.

"'Please tame me.' Ming Shu. 'I will become a fox that belongs only to you'."[2]

The story is over.

Wu Shuyang was extremely careful, and kissed the back of his neck extremely solemnly.The cold and slight touch clenched Jian Mingshu's heart, it seemed that some lemons were squeezed out of it, it was unusually sour, but he felt relieved.

It turns out that falling in love with someone, even if it is extremely painful, is also mixed with bliss.

The author has something to say: [1] Chenggong: the highest institution run by the princes and states

[2] The story told to him by counting sheep and sheep is the fairy tale "The Little Prince"

Huai'an is a vassal state under the enfeoffment of a big country. It is located in the Huainan area. It is a rich land of fish, rice and tea. Uncle Ming loves the fragrance of tea, which has a long history

**A bedtime story to lull you into bed...

To avoid misunderstanding, let me explain: it is not a rebirth, not a stand-in, and it is 1V1 from the beginning to the end.

**伏笔狂魔来也~~~（狂收伏笔中，从第4章、第9、11、12、13、14开始慢慢收伏笔的感觉！！爽！！！！