Mr. Fu is always too annoying

The voice fell, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.

The sound of the rain outside came in through the window, dull and depressing, every hit seemed to knock on my heart.

After Fu Tong finished that sentence, he didn't make another sound, and looked down at Fu Qianyuan quietly.

After a long time, he finally heard his voice: "No, actually I have a lot to say to you, but after so many years, there are some things I can't say, and some things I don't know how to say."

These are simply jokes to Fu Tong.

Fu Tong twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly: "I don't know what to say? Let's start with the ghost wooden box first. The ghost inside looks so much like you. Could it be that you want to tell me that this was just an accident?"

He said Cang Huai.

Without the cover of black mist and branches and leaves, the tree spirit looked eighty percent similar to Fu Qianyuan. From a distance, he was almost the same person, but his imposing manner was very different.

As for such a grass and tree monster, there is only one possibility for this to happen.

——When he transformed, Fu Qianyuan was beside him.

Fu Tong pursed his lips, and almost at the same time, he heard Fu Qianyuan speak.

"That box...is mine, and I carved the pattern on it myself."

"When?"

"..."

Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes and said in a difficult voice, "...one thousand five hundred and nine years ago."

Fu Tong's fingers trembled violently.

Fu Qianyuan's voice didn't stop: "One thousand five hundred and nine years ago, when I... when I left, I found a piece of locust wood on the mountain and made it into a box. Afterwards, many things happened, and I couldn't take it into consideration. Gradually, ghosts were born, and it also cultivated into a spirit monster, but the appearance of these ghosts is not because of the nourishment of the ghost tree, but because of the things inside."

He was silent for a few seconds: "Those things are my obsession and desire."

Fu Tong didn't ask him why he said that, nor what was in the box.

In other words, since Fu Qianyuan mentioned 560 and nine years ago, he no longer knows what to say.

The five flavors are mixed, it is really hard to say.

There was silence for a while.

After an unknown period of time, Fu Tong closed his eyes, his voice trembling, and he finally asked the question word by word.

"Fu Qianyuan, back then...why did you leave?"

One sentence, less than ten words, but almost as soon as he finished speaking, Fu Tong's eyes turned red.

In fact, he didn't want to do this either, it was too cheap, and he looked like nothing, but he couldn't help it.

Because this question is too heavy.

It was so heavy that Fu Tong took it and waited for 500 years on Longxun Mountain. He didn't wait for the result, and he didn't forget it. The slightest mention hurts.

It has been nine years since Fu Tong left Longxun Mountain, and he never mentioned the past for nine years. Unexpectedly, nine years later, he tore off the scar with his own hands, and then put it in front of Fu Qianyuan bloody.

Fu Tong opened his eyes, his eyes were red.

Fu Qianyuan became flustered: "Cub..."

As soon as a word came out, Fu Tong gritted his teeth and interrupted: "Don't talk!"

He lowered his head again, and looked at Fu Qianyuan fiercely: "Fu Qianyuan, I will give you two choices, one is to say what needs to be said, and the other is to remove the barrier and let me go out. From now on, you and I will return to the bridge road." On the way back, just pretend that this person has never existed in each other's lives."

"Impossible." Fu Qianyuan's voice sounded almost immediately, "It's impossible to return from the bridge to the bridge, and it's even more impossible to pretend that you haven't had this person before."

"Then say it."

Fu Qianyuan fell silent again.

For a moment, Fu Tong's eyes were sore that he wanted to cry.

But he won't let anyone see his incompetent appearance. Standing there with a knife in his hand, his voice was calm: "Remove the barrier."

Fu Qianyuan pursed his lips: "...No."

Fu Tong didn't say anything, he turned around and slashed towards the door. After a bang, the black knife was bounced off by the barrier, leaving a deep scar on Fu Tong's hand.

Fu Qianyuan was surprised: "Fu Tong!"

Fu Tong ignored it, and raised the knife again. Before he could drop it this time, his wrist tightened, and Fu Qianyuan held it tightly.

Fu Tong frowned faintly: "Let go."

Fu Qianyuan didn't speak, and lightly swept his hand over the place where he was cut by the knife. The wound began to heal instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After three seconds, there was no trace left.

After doing this, he took a wrong step to the side, and said to Fu Tong with a serious expression: "Zai Zai, I can't say the reason back then, but I didn't want to abandon you."

I didn't want to leave you behind.

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

He looked back at Fu Qianyuan: "Fu Qianyuan, do you know? After you left, I was waiting for you for 500 years on Longxun Mountain."

Fu Qianyuan was stunned.

Fu Tong's voice was unprecedentedly calm: "You are the Dragon of Destiny, co-existing with the heavens and the earth. This thousand and five hundred years may not be a big deal to you, but what about me? I was born in Qishan, and it has only been one thousand and sixty-nine years since I was born. , I have been waiting for you for 500 years in these 760 and nine years."

He looked up, obviously smiling, but watching him was more heartbreaking than crying.

"Fu Qianyuan, almost all of my life has been spent waiting for you."

Fu Qianyuan's heart suddenly ached, and he raised his hand to touch Fu Tong's face, but he turned his head away.

"In the past 500 years, I have thought about many things, wondering if I did something wrong to make you angry, and also wondering if it was because I was too self-willed and troublesome before, which made you feel bored, so I don't want to continue to be with me I've thought about it so much, I've always felt that it was my fault, I felt very uncomfortable, and I was also very scared. I couldn't beat so many monsters around Longxun Mountain, and I was always bullied afterwards, but I was never afraid of them. Isn't it just a little pain? Just bear with it and it will pass. There is only one thing I am afraid of, and that is that you will not come back."

"I can only wait for you like that, one year, two years, three years... I haven't waited for you for 500 years, and now I don't wait, but you came back, and then I didn't say anything, just wanted to let everything go Same as before, Fu Qianyuan, why?"

Fu Tong's eyes were completely red: "What do you think of my 500 years? Are you a joke?"

Fu Qianyuan's lips trembled.

But Fu Tong didn't look at him again, he just raised his hand and pressed it next to his eyes, and spoke again, his voice returned to the calmness before: "I can't do what you want, so, remove the barrier. "

The voice fell, and there was no response.

Fu Tong felt very tired, so he raised the knife in silence. A second before the knife was dropped, there was a soft sound from the side, and then, the door in front of him slowly opened.

Fu Tong lowered his eyes and went out the door expressionlessly. When he was about to reach the elevator, he heard Fu Qianyuan's voice from behind, which was very low and hoarse.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you some things, but I can't."

"During those 500 years, I was actually also in Longxun Mountain."

"...Meng Qi."

At the same time as the ending sound fell, the elevator door opened with a ding.

Fu Tong went in and closed his eyes tiredly.

**

That night, Fu Tong spent the night on the recliner in the studio, and the ghost wooden box was very quiet, and hadn't done anything until dawn.

The next day, it was almost eight o'clock when I woke up.

Fu Tong rubbed his shoulders and went into the bathroom. His mood, which was not in a good mood, suddenly became worse when he saw the mirror.

The person in the mirror has lost a lot of appearance.

If you don't sleep well, just forget about dark circles, because last night your mood fluctuated a lot, both eyes were still swollen, and the visual effect is really not very good.

Fu Tong glanced at it and didn't want to continue to look at it. He went outside and soaked a cotton pad in ice water and applied it for ten minutes. It didn't seem so obvious, and then he continued to express himself.

Eight forty, go out.

The ghost wooden box stayed in his hand, knowing that Fu Tong was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to speak all the way, only when he was about to enter the Longdu Building, he spoke in a muffled voice: "Meng Qi..."

Fu Tong was expressionless: "Don't call me that name."

"Alright Fu Tong." Cang Huai changed his words immediately, "I want to ask, I... can I really go back to Longxun Mountain?"

"Otherwise, who do you think will keep you?"

Cang Huai was a little wronged: "Of course I know that no one will stay, but didn't those monsters harm many people? I must be jointly and severally responsible, and I have no money for fines. Will those people from the Monster Bureau really let me go? "

"No money? That's not necessarily the case."

Cang Huai: "..."

Cang Huai responded timidly.

Really worthless.

Fu Tong's mood improved a little for no reason: "I lied to you, you are you, and the six desires are the six desires. The Monster Bureau is very clear about these divisions."

Cang Huai's voice jumped up again: "Really? That's good, that's good. I'll send you Longxunshan's special products when I go back!"

"No need." Fu Tong glanced at him, "Compared to these, why don't you tell me everything you know."

Cang Huai pretended to be stupid: "What?"

Fu Tong put his hand lightly on the crack of the ghost wooden box: "What you said yesterday is half true and half false, do you really think I'm stupid? You should know better than me what I'm asking now."

Cang Huai stopped talking.

He was silent for almost half a minute, and when he spoke again, his voice suddenly became serious: "Meng Fu Tong, the things I know are the same as what Fu Qianyuan said, and I can't tell you. She entered a period of deep sleep and only woke up a few months ago, so I really don’t know.”

Fu Tong lowered his eyes: "Can't you say?"

"can not say."

"Don't you know anything else?"

"Correct."

At the last exit, the elevator stopped slowly on the twelfth floor.

Fu Tong rubbed his fingers on the lines of the ghost wooden box a few times, knowing that Cang Huai was not lying, so he didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and went straight across the barrier.

At this time, it was only 3 minutes away from nine o'clock.

When Fu Tong entered the door, everyone from the Monster Bureau had already arrived, but Bai Tang was still standing there with the small sugar bowl in his arms, but his usual smile was no longer on his face.

Seeing Fu Tong coming in, he was overjoyed and hurried over: "Brother Tong, you, you..."

He hesitated to speak several times, obviously he had something to say.

Fu Tong glanced at him: "If you have something to say, just say it, what's the matter?"

Bai Tang hesitated for a few seconds, and after a while, he still couldn't hold back, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Brother, are you..."

"Argued with our boss?"