[Wearing Books] Those Years When I Was a Heartthrob

Meng Xingtan's eyes were shining with stars, and he showed a youthful, energetic and sunny smile.Every word, with a loving and joyful tone, he tried his best to calmly say to Gu Jiyu, who was above him, "Yes!"

It was difficult for him to explain the so-called love, and he didn't dare to say that he understood it very well.

But at the moment when he was sure that he liked it, the sudden joy made him ecstatic, and he even wanted to tell everyone, to say that he liked it.

In his great joy, he seemed to suddenly understand that he loved him so much.

Gu Jiyu looked at Meng Xingtan's appearance of abandoning his old-fashioned and prudent steps for the first time, thinking of his joyful appearance, he was a little ridiculously envious.

He envied the seemingly inexhaustible vitality of young people. Before they experienced countless pains, they never seemed to feel tired and wanted to give up.

But people who have gone through hardships often care more about stability and everything they have worked so hard to get.

He seems to be stuck in that unsolvable mystery again. Is it more important to pick it up, or is it better to put it down?During tens of thousands of years of immutability, he didn't even need to think about it.But in his exciting new era, it was an urgent, perhaps imminent, problem.

He wants to touch new ones, like Yi Zhizhou, which makes him feel that the days will change.

But it is also difficult to let go of the old things that he has kept for most of his life. This is his only sense of security and belonging that evolved during his lonely and boring days.

"Uncle." Gu Xunshen brought a cup of tea, and Gu Jiyu breathed out and regained his senses.

He picked up the teacup and took two sips, looked up at Gu Xunshen who was hesitant to speak, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's not a big deal, Zhanlu is gone." Gu Xunshen lowered his head, not daring to look at his uncle.

Sure enough, he heard his uncle snort above his head, coldly displeased: "It's not a big deal? I think they didn't dare to come to see me, so they sent you here. I have to wait until now to say, it's so difficult point."

Gu Xunshen didn't dare to answer, his uncle was right to be angry.Although Zhanlu is only a soul body now, he is proficient in the art of seizing the house and has many tricks.It may not be able to defend against it, but it still loses people.But also because his soul and body are ethereal, it is not easy to track.

But it was Gu Jiyu who was able to stabilize this matter, but after his uncle sent Brother Yi back, he suddenly went into seclusion, saying that his mood was unstable.Gu Xunshen knew that it was the breeding of demons.

There are some things that cannot be thought about carefully, and they always make you feel a little bit of despicable jealousy.

There is a Yunmengze in Luoxia Palace, which seems to be a small village that can be seen everywhere at the foot of the mountain.

Speaking of the difference in detail, it is about one more hot spring.

On the ninth day of Yi Zhizhou's healing, the graceful red-clothed maids filed in.

Thin and white hands sprinkled baskets of medicinal materials. Yi Zhizhou didn't know much about the varieties, but just by looking at the appearance, it was a rare good thing.He knew that he had stepped into the gate of hell with half his foot, and it would not be easy to save him.

The medicinal material Jingui is not too outrageous, but when a group of red-clothed maids walked towards him with smiles.

Yi Zhizhou was keenly aware that something was wrong, why did they laugh so weirdly, help me, help me!While hiding, he thought to himself that since he came to Luoxia Palace, he has been on the way to ask for help every day, or is asking for help!

What kind of human suffering is this!Yi Zhizhou was pushed down the hot spring pool by a maid.

The picture looks like a dude who is not doing his job properly, because his kidneys are too weak, he is exhausted and falls into the water while playing with beautiful girls.

He still wanted to say a few words, but when he was soaked in the water, it hurt like a needle prick.

I wanted to raise my hand to check, but I didn't have the strength.He was limp on the wall of the pool, tears flowed unconsciously from his whole body due to the gradually deepening pain.

Yi Zhizhou wanted to call for help, but he had nowhere to think about the intention of pushing him into the water, he only felt pain.His vision was blurry from crying, and he didn't have the slightest strength to speak out.

This kind of pain made him truly feel my powerlessness for being a fish.He is like a fish that can't be cut, he can only experience Ling Chi's pain again and again on the cutting board, which makes him have no choice but to cry.

He almost passed out, and sometimes he even thought that he might forget the pain when he passed out.

But the pain was so severe that he couldn't faint at all.

In the boundless pain, Shen Xuzhou Shi came over and fed him a mouthful of life-continuing blood.

This blood is very evil, it looks like an elixir for life extension, but it makes him very sober, and it also makes him extremely painful.Just like Shen Xuzhou, he is simply poisonous.

In his painful sobriety, he struggled as if begging for mercy: "I hurt so much, Shen Xuzhou, I hurt so much."

For the first time, Shen Xuzhou showed a little genuine tenderness, but his words were no less than torture: "Xiao Zhou'er, be good, just get over it."

Yi Zhizhou hissed in pain, his fleshy lips were full of small bite wounds.

"But I really, really hurt, Shen Xuzhou, please, please stop, okay?" Yi Zhizhou cried and fell limp in his arms, his face was pink.

Shen Xuzhou looked at him, couldn't help pinching his hands, his tone became gentle, "Okay, okay, you're so delicate, can I hug you?"

Yi Zhizhou didn't dare to let his limp body sink into the water, he hummed and replied: "Okay."

Shen Xuzhou smiled, he hugged Yi Zhizhou in his arms, the young man's well-defined body trembled slightly due to the pain, he touched it with pity and punishment.

The atmosphere was suddenly charming, and Shen Xuzhou's eyes darkened.

An alluring pink glow appeared on her white and tender body, and Yi Zhizhou's eyes were misty, as if there were hooks.

His irrepressible emotion.

"Ah——Qiu!" Yi Zhizhou sneezed earth-shatteringly, and his whole body shook, and he screamed out in pain.

"Ahhhhhhhhh Tathagata Buddha! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, mother, save me!"

Shen Xuzhou: "..." He never expected that there would be a day when he would be sneezed and sneezed, Shen Xuzhou threw Yi Zhizhou into the water with a gloomy face, and flung his sleeves away.

Yi Zhizhou was thrown by him, and got up aggrieved, thinking that you people are really moody.

He was paralyzed in the hot spring pool in Yunmengze on the mountain behind Luoxia Palace, and his days seemed like years.

Shen Xuzhou in the front hall had a cold face, listening to the maid announcing that Meng Xingtan of Xiaoyaomen, Su Ziyi came to visit.His expression became more and more displeased. The two of them visited three times a day, as if they considered visiting as a lifelong career.

"Please come in." Shen Xuzhou frowned.

Seeing that Shen Xuzhou's expression was not good, the maid took orders and hurried out.The elder sister outside the door winked at her slightly, and the maid sighed and shook her head.

The elder sister thought that the palace lord was in a bad mood again today, and Mr. Yi's Shuiboyu had to be saved again.

They also didn't want to speculate on Shen Xuzhou's mind disrespectfully, but Shen Xuzhou was really a little bit, moody, only a little bit.

In order to prevent disasters caused by ignorance of Shangyi, the whole palace of Luoxia Palace learned without a teacher and came up with a body language communication system. Everyone's enthusiasm for learning is equally enthusiastic.

She watched Meng Xingtan and the two go in, and quickly straightened her back, not daring to think about it anymore.

"Palace Master Shen." Meng Xingtan saluted a little slowly, and Su Ziyi next to him looked worried, until he took out a rare detoxifying herb from his bosom.

Only then did Shen Xuzhou understand, and asked him a little funny: "Did Xiaoyou Meng get injured?"

Meng Xingtan was silent, but Su Ziyi was anxious.The detoxifying grass is precious, it grows in the extreme north and is guarded by vicious monsters.Even though Meng Xingtan is extremely talented, he has only reached the golden core stage, so he was injured after all.

But he still insisted on coming to Luoxia Palace, and he was a little puzzled that it was raining or not.

"It's nothing, as long as this medicine is useful." Meng Xingtan avoided his hypocritical concern, as if it was a routine matter, and as if he only cared about this, he asked the question he had asked many times: "Senior brother, is it okay?" ?"

Shen Xuzhou smiled: "Naturally."

Meng Xingtan knew that there was nothing else to ask, Su Ziyi was afraid that he would stay longer and his injuries would be unbearable, so he hurriedly supported him and Shen Xuzhou to say goodbye and left.

Shen Xuzhou looked at Meng Xingtan's back in a daze, thinking that when would he want to be nostalgic for the boy's frankness.Fu looked away again, landed on a table of letters, and read the booklet with a pen with a self-deprecating smile.

When there was only one lamp left in Luoxia Palace, Shen Xuzhou raised his eyes and looked around blankly.

In the middle of the night, the Luoxia Palace was very quiet, and there was an occasional sound of the wind blowing the leaves of the grass, but it was quickly annihilated in the silent night, as if it had never blown.

In the quiet night, Shen Xuzhou could feel a little loneliness, and quiet peace.

He seemed to be very lonely all the time, pursuing these seemingly fruitless things, and he didn't even have a companion.There are some things he doesn't want to tell Shen Chaosui, his sister is different from his meanness, she is clean and gentle.

But he is different, he has walked on the tip of the knife for too long, and he is destined to not be able to get down this high platform.

And in such a late night, he felt at ease and a little lonely.Sometimes he can't help but want to be alone with him, whoever he wants, but he knows that it's impossible to calm down.

It is impossible for him to ask a person to be wholehearted and unreserved, and to hide everything himself.

Shen Xuzhou sighed, and smiled wryly at his hurt.After scanning the last booklet on the desk, the wind blew up a page, and there was Zhanlu's name on it.

He smiled imperceptibly, and finally made some progress, and it was worth the tiredness.

Because of the middle of the night, the Luoxia Palace was completely dark, except for a little light in Yunmengze in the distance.Shen Xuzhou frowned and walked over, seeing a row of luminous pearls strewn high and low.

"You're really here!" Yi Zhizhou looked at Shen Xuzhou who was coming, pointed to Ye Mingzhu on a mountain and said, "Miss Shen helped, I don't know if you like it or not? But it's better to have a light than no light Well, and this!"

He carefully took out an emerald-like fruit, which was exactly the emerald fruit that Shen Xuzhou played tricks on him.

"I don't have any spiritual power, only a little bit, it's Miss Shen's spirit!" Yi Zhizhou explained in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to hold the fruit to him.

Shen Xuzhou suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, in the pale and hazy moonlight, a young man made mountains and plains of light for him, as if he wanted to hold out a heart, he tried his best to practice a joke for him.

"Very good." Shen Xuzhou's eyes were a little distracted, he took the Cuicui fruit, it was really sweet.

"Then can you, tomorrow will be, don't make so many medicinal materials, I'm afraid of pain." Yi Zhizhou was very blank and untimely to destroy the atmosphere, without any consciousness.

Shen Xuzhou was not angry, he noticed a little truth, honesty and likability.

Even though Yi Zhizhou's original intention was not to please him, but just to make his life easier in the unfamiliar Luoxia Palace.But he didn't bother to delve into the purpose behind it, he only cared about the present for those painstaking calculations and plans.

He is willing to believe that Yi Zhizhou's goodness is good on the surface and has nothing to do with other things.

Good is good, that's all.