A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Zhou Xiujin didn't know how he felt when he saw Ji Qing for the first time.It is said that the heart of a child is as pure as a mirror. Looking at those clear eyes, he seemed to see a naked soul.

Emotions began to return slowly. He was cold-blooded and ruthless for a long time before he met Ji Qing. I remember one time when he went to the Xiuxian interface to do a task. It's a pity that he has become a demon.

Enchanted.

He devoted himself to the way of killing, and gradually lost himself, without emotion, without joy, anger, sorrow, joy, what is the difference between that and a murderous demon.

Have it?It seems that there is no such thing.

He looked at Ji Qing from a distance, and felt a slightly unfamiliar emotion very slowly.

That kind of emotion is a bit difficult to understand for him who has been without emotion for too long.A little sweet, a little numb, everything is an unnamed emotion, like unknown wild flowers swaying on a barren land.

How to protect the chosen ones?

He seems to have never protected a person, and the other person does not seem to need to be protected.

Ji Qing is really outstanding.Compared with those weak and reckless newcomers, Ji Qing is as good as a caracal mixed with folded-eared cats.

Ji Qing is a cultivator. Although he is in the apocalyptic plane where spiritual energy is scarce and cannot use spiritual power, his physical fitness and reaction speed are far higher than those of newcomers, and even comparable to those of veterans.

We must know that the seniors have achieved today's physical fitness through various enhancements in the main god's space, and Ji Qing's starting point at the beginning has far surpassed the end point that others dream of.

Zhou Xiujin looked at Ji Qing in the crowd. At that time, he and a group of newcomers were besieged on the roof of a [-]-meter-high building, and a steady stream of zombies were climbing upstairs. When Zhou Xiujin was thinking about how to help Ji Qing escape, he heard There was an exclamation from the crowd.

He looked up and saw the young man in the pure white Taoist robe jump up, the robe was blown by the wind, like a white crane soaring in the sea of ​​clouds.

At that time, the sun was bright, and he squinted his eyes, but he felt that everything he could see was not worth a ten-thousandth of that person's brilliance.

I can't tell what kind of mood he is in. He mastered the high-altitude landing skills after twenty or thirty mission worlds. The Chosen One is really enviable and pure, but he can't get jealous.

Those emotions that slowly emerged in his heart were gentle and warm, sincere and joyful emotions. It took a long time before he understood what those emotions were.

It's a compliment.

It was the appreciation and praise of beautiful things. He didn't want to do anything, but just looked at that person quietly, and felt that everything was extremely beautiful.

It seems that people who have been immersed in darkness for a long time suddenly peeped into the existence of rainbows. A long time ago, sunlight was a luxury for Zhou Xiujin, but now he sees rainbows.

People, why are you always greedy for what you don't have?

He didn't know, he just looked at Ji Qing from a distance.

Without any spiritual power, Ji Qing borrowed several strengths and landed safely with her strong physical fitness.

Zhou Xiujin saw Ji Qing standing blankly on the street, looking at shops that were unfamiliar to him. He went into a clothing store, changed into modern clothes, and chopped off his hair with a knife.

When the hair was cut, a childish grievance appeared on the boy's face. He pursed his lips, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and that almost coquettish expression hit a soft spot in Zhou Xiujin's heart.

Zhou Xiujin watched Ji Qing quickly integrate into this world. Due to virus pollution, there is not much food in this world. In addition, Ji Qing is very picky about food. He ate spiritual food in Wuyou Valley since he was a child. He would rather go hungry. Do not want to eat poor quality food.

Such squeamishness, such willfulness, such domineering, such arrogance.

Zhou Xiujin didn't know what he was thinking, he looked at Ji Qing for a long time, and then exchanged his points for a pack of biscuits in the Lord God Space.

It was drizzling that day, and the rain was gray because the world was polluted.Holding a black umbrella, he walked slowly towards Ji Qing. The closer he got, the more his heart beat. When he looked at Ji Qing from a close distance, he suddenly felt dazzled.

The young man sitting on the ground cast a questioning look, and Zhou Xiujin felt that he should say something, something grand and touching. He could give the other side a few more timely help when he was not yet strong, maybe this would move the other side.

However, there was a swollen emotion in his chest, which continued, stuffy and sore. He suddenly wanted to flee, which was really strange. He, who had never been timid even when fighting the most ferocious wild beasts, threw away his helmet at this moment. Armor was defeated.

He thought, he can't do this, what he has to do is to guard silently, to help the other party eradicate the enemy in the dark, instead of doing some trivial things in broad daylight and threatening them with dispensable kindness other side.

If he did that, then what's the difference between him and the despicable senior, when the desire is written on his face, all the help is just hypocrisy.

He tilted the umbrella down to cover the upper half of his face, preventing the other party from seeing his eyes.

In front of the innocent heart, all the ugliness will be revealed.

So he didn't dare to look at each other, he handed the biscuit to Ji Qing in silence, and a white and slender hand appeared under the umbrella, with slender fingers and rounded fingertips, like lily petals soaked in dew.

Zhou Xiujin looked at the hand silently, and saw Ruyu's fingertips moved slightly. It was not the timidity of the little animal, but the tentative hesitation of the little tiger after retracting its sharp claws.

It seemed as if he was considering what kind of trap was ahead, and also as if he was thinking about whether the bait was worth his risk.

The last white hand grabbed the edge of the biscuit, and then grabbed the biscuit, the action was straightforward and crisp.

The beating heart in the chest seemed to be taken away along with the biscuits.

"who are you?"

He heard the boy's slightly confused voice, and his heart seemed to be soaked in plum wine. Everyone gets drunk when the wine is not intoxicating. He withdrew his hand and took a step back slowly.

who am I?

The cold soul that had been suspended was trapped in the body and bumped around, as if looking for a way to escape.The young man's question, which seemed a little soft because of his confusion, slowly penetrated into the killing cage.

Like fire on ice.

That icy world was disintegrating bit by bit. He was walking in the gray rain with a black umbrella, and countless cold and dark things fell to the ground along the rain.

The memory hidden in the depths of time gradually peeled off the dust on his body, flashing a dim light.

He thought of many things in the past, when he was still by Yan Hongyu's side, he was always very sensitive and fragile, he was like an insecure hedgehog, huddled in the corner, facing the outside world with the spikes on his back, turning the soft The belly clings to the wet ground.

Because he knows that no one can protect him, that no one will listen to his panic.

Zhou Xiujin recalled the ignorant expectation when he and Yan Hongyu first came to Zhang Jian's house.Is this his new home in the future?Is this his future new father?

It's strange to say that he doesn't even remember Yan Hongyu's appearance very clearly, but he still remembers so clearly the curiosity and careful ingratiation when he first arrived at the Zhang family.

He has always been a character who doesn't like to laugh, but that day, he shyly and timidly showed a friendly smile to the so-called new father in front of him.

He also thought about how he was helped by that senior person when he first came to the main god's space.He looked at that person, at the desire and ugly light floating in the other's eyes, he seemed to see a strange world from those eyes.

For a moment, he really hoped that the senior person was a good person, just like when he first arrived at the Zhang family, he naively thought that the other person was a very good person.

But no.

Something had started to rot in the bottom of his heart, giving off a fetid smell, and then a layer of ice had covered it, freezing the rotten stuff, and he couldn't smell the stench, so he deluded himself into thinking it was gone.

But no, those filthy things have always existed, mixed in the cold ice. If he accidentally knocked off a piece of broken ice and melted the thin ice with hot blood, he would smell the pungent, disgusting smell of blood .

He put away the umbrella, raised his head and looked at the gray sky, with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

Why do you suddenly think of these things?These past events that he thought he had forgotten long ago, dusty in the depths of time, that buried deep in his heart... the weak and deceitful self.

Yes, weakness can be bullied.

This is his evaluation of himself.Anyone can bully, because he can't resist.That boy was so young, because he was malnourished and skinny, he was bullied and could only secretly hold grudges in his heart, tossing and turning in countless nights, watching his enemies downstairs from the dark stairway, helpless in front of the blood-stained woman crying.

Just thinking about it makes me feel ashamed.He wants to wash away that experience, it is best to take off that experience like dirty clothes, throw it into the trash can and never see it again.

Zhou Xiujin said to herself, no one can bully you anymore.No one, no one can bully him anymore.

But why is that stupid kid in memory still crying?A person huddled in a corner, not even daring to cry too loudly, so he could only cover his mouth and let the tears flow away.

No one will bully me anymore.

But no one will love me anymore.

The idiot child sobbed, he staggered to his feet, ran desperately in the dark passage, stretched out his hand to grab the things in front of him, and shouted in despair: "Mom!"

The gray raindrops in the sky fell on his browbones and slid down his eyelashes like a belated tear.

The forcibly suppressed emotions flooded unsteadily, like a water valve that had been stagnant for a long time was suddenly opened, and all the water sprayed out.

He seems to have returned to that day, he became a space agent, the main god space introduced his authority, his eyes fell on the column of the original world, there was no extra emotion in his heart, he just wanted to use the authority, so he just casually I saw Yan Hongyu's life.

Seeing that woman holding a heavy posthumous photo, her lips were blue and white, and someone pulled her hair up.

His memory has always been good.So when he thinks back now, he can remember her bloodshot eyeballs, and the deep despair and will to die in those eyes.

His eyes have been dry for too long, like his emotional seas.His heart ached, like a sharp knife pierced into his heart, stirring in his heart connected with countless nerve endings.

Zhou Xiujin stood on the desolate street, then slowly knelt down on the wet and cold asphalt road.The rain dripped down the tail of the hair and fell on the ground, and a crystal teardrop splashed in the puddles, causing small ripples.

The mother who would secretly cook instant noodles for him to eat, the mother who would cry and hug him and say sorry, the mother who would save money to buy him a bicycle, just left without a sound.

He must be the most vicious child in the world. He has never missed his mother, never cared for his mother, never cared for his mother, and never died in the long years.

In suffocating grief, the cold-blooded murderer finally confessed to the soul of his past.

After this, Zhou Xiujin became more silent than before. He always recalled quietly, or looked at the Chosen One from a distance, like a peeping person looking at a rainbow that does not belong to him.

Only by looking at Ji Qing can he not be immersed in great grief.He watched Ji Qing grow rapidly, watched Ji Qing act recklessly, and watched Ji Qing be promoted to become a space agent at an unparalleled speed.

After Ji Qing became a space agent, his mission ended here.

A new floating island popped up above the sea of ​​clouds, and a handsome and noble young man stood on it.

He fantasized about Ji Qing's appearance, imagined that every frown and smile of Ji Qing would patrol his territory like a proud caracal cat, and then he suddenly felt bored, so his small face turned into a swollen bun.

Zhou Xiujin stretched out his hand to describe Ji Qing's facial features in the void, his fingertips trembled slightly, this was because he was completely unable to suppress his emotions, unable to suppress those surging emotions.

want to see him.

like him.

I love him.

His soul is rippling with blue waves, and his soul does not grow. The attraction from the soul is the reason why he never forgets.

At this moment, he finally understood that it turned out that the complex and deep-seated emotions at the first meeting were love.

bang bang bang-

That heart is beating violently, and every heartbeat is saying, I love you.

I like you.

I like you.

I love you.