A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

The first time Zhou Xiujin felt that Ji Qing liked him was at the end of the first fast travel world.

Although [-]% favorability was set for the item effect at the beginning, that kind of favorability was forged by the space, so it was a fake favorability of inferior quality.

He felt Ji Qing's intimacy, but that kind of intimacy is just a liking for an object, and that kind of liking can be released at any time. If the object is broken or lost, he won't be too sad, because he can buy another one. new, or find a replacement.

He likes the other person so much, but he can't see that person clearly all the time. He wants to see a little sincerity from the other person's appearance.

Have it?

There's none?

The sun was setting on the western mountain that day, and the sky was dark red and orange-yellow, and the edges of the flowing clouds and Ji Qing's eyelashes were stained with golden light.

He held Ji Qing's face in his hands, and kissed her between the brows.A sense of desperate sacrifice filled his heart, as if he had reached the edge of the cliff of the abyss, and he didn't know whether it would be heaven or hell if he took another step.

The other party's lips were soft, and he didn't know if that person's heart was also so soft.

It was only later that he really felt Ji Qing's liking for him.He was lying on the bed in old age, looking at Ji Qing who was still young, some strange feelings appeared in the other's clear eyes, it was the tenderness that made him throb.

That Song Xici died in happiness, but he was a little bit unwilling in the quiet happiness, because the sweetness he tasted seemed too short-lived.

If he wanted to prolong the period of time before his death, it would be best to last until the end of time, until the sea dries up and the rocks rot, and until the sea has changed. The person is still young.

Fortunately, he is not Song Xici, fortunately he is not just Song Xici, he is Zhou Xiujin, and he has a long, long time to wait.

A seed was planted in the barren heart, and he guarded that seed and waited for the flower to bloom.His long-dried sea of ​​emotions squeezed out water and dripped onto the seed.

The slender stems, the butterfly-like petals, and the deep and shallow floral fragrance floating in the air.

He set up many worlds, many of which he has experienced, but Ji Qing has not participated in the world.

Ji Qing's growth path is smooth sailing, he has never had a defeat, never met an opponent, but he is different, he walked miserably and staggeringly in the mission world in the early and mid-term, and he needs to work every step of the way to gain a chance of survival.

While setting up the last world, he suddenly thought, if, just if... if he had met Ji Qing earlier, wouldn't everything have been different?

How early do you have to meet Ji Qing?When he first entered the main god space, it would have been nice if that senior person had been Ji Qing.

If it was Ji Qing, he wouldn't have to weave webs in dark, damp places like a spider, wait for an opportunity in corners like a poisonous snake, spend his last innocence in a dark place, and cover it up with a hypocritical mask trueself.

how to say?During those days, as long as I think about it, I feel sick. It was a gray memory, splattered with blood that was too thick to melt.

In fact, he has always had a kind of inferiority complex, a kind of inferiority complex down to the bone, this kind of inferiority is like a shadow, although his beautiful skin is not visible, but if he picks up the skin with a sharp knife, the darkness inside will ooze Out of the ground, foul-smelling, people-shy things.

He longs for too many things, he longs for a healthy and normal family, longs for an ordinary and happy life, and sometimes his longing is just a pair of shoes.

In his childhood with mottled memories, he always seemed to be wearing such a pair of old white shoes with thin soles and two holes. When it rained, rainwater would pour into the shoes. When he walked on the mountain road, muddy water dripped Under the feet, the wet, cold and sticky feeling seems to spread from the soles of the feet——

"Is his family very poor?"

"It's so dirty."

"A bitch's oil bottle deserves to wear broken shoes."

"Xiu Jin, can you still wear your shoes?"

The little boy stood in the corner, lowered his head and said softly, "Yes."

So if it was earlier, if he had met Ji Qing earlier, at the beginning of all the tragedies, before he had killed that man, when he still had unrealistic expectations, Ji Qing would appear in front of him. world, what would that world be like?

On a certain day in a certain year, Yan Hongyu once took him to worship the Bodhisattva in a temple in another village.

He knelt on the worship mat and kowtowed under Yan Hongyu's instructions.

"Mom, why do we kowtow?" A childish voice rang out in the smoky temple.

"Because the Bodhisattva will bless us and help us realize our wishes." The woman replied gently.

Now, if the Bodhisattva will really grant my wish, then let my mother and I be happy.

Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, my name is Zhou Xiujin, my mother is Yan Hongyu, we met a bad guy, that bad guy is called Zhang Jiantong, can you help us beat the bad guy away?

The statue of the god with compassionate eyes overlooks everything, and a pitiful smile is raised from the corner of the peeling mouth.

Will Bodhisattva really grant my wish?

The ten-direction universe, the three thousand Buddhas, and even Yama in the ten temples in hell heard that innocent request.

So that day, a little fairy boy with a celestial spirit walked out of his closet.

When I was young, I always thought that it would be great if I could fly, so I wouldn’t have to take the mountain road every day. I would take my mother to fly away from here, to a place far, far away, until the bad guys can’t find us anymore The place.

There were wisps of clouds floating in the blue sky, he and Xiao Xiantong were sitting on the clouds, and the other party's little brother was calling softly and sweetly.

If fate always had to take something away in order to give him a precious gift in the end, then because of this compensation, it seemed that all the suffering he had suffered in the first half of his life could be written off.

He doesn't want to be stuck in those gullies anymore, so just smooth that out.

Those good, bad, persistent, and hatred things are all wiped out.

Zhou Xiujin thought, he doesn't want the past, he only wants the present.He prayed so humblely and devoutly.

He has missed too many things in his life, because he has lost too much, so the desire to get it back is not too strong.Leaving aside family and love, just referring to friendship, it seems that he has never had a good friend.

Then in this world, he had some more friends. Although they were not close friends, or even real people, the word friend was always rare to him, and it was rare because it was rare.

But the person who made those friends was not him, but "Zhou Xiujin", a Zhou Xiujin who hadn't gone astray.In this world, Zhou Xiujin met Xiao Xiantong, so he lived happily and became outstanding and dazzling.

Although the fake is fake, when it is realistic to a certain extent, it can always bring some comfort.

Perhaps the prayers from thousands of years ago really came true. Among all living beings, the Bodhisattva took a willow branch, dipped it in a clean bottle, and dropped the willow branch on his eyebrows, and then on Ji Qing's face, and said softly , This is tears of lovesickness, it is the fate of your fate, it is marriage, cause and effect is lovesickness.

The drop of dew slid down his brow bone like a tear.Years of catastrophe seemed to dissipate with this tear.

He walked up to this person and looked into those clear eyes.What is he thinking?As if he didn't think about anything, many words came out naturally, because these words had been rehearsed countless times in his heart, and those words that were lingering on the tip of his heart and hidden in his lips and teeth finally came out——

"My title is A, and my real name is Zhou Xiujin. I'm sorry, but I fell in love with you privately without your permission."

The person in front of him didn't smile, but his uplifting tone finally revealed his mood. He nodded and said softly: "My title is Mr. Qing, and my real name is Ji Qing. I allow you to like me."

"Because I like you too."

"Although there are many confusions, I still have a lifetime to listen to your answer."

"Don't you think so, Mr. Zhou?"

【End of the show】