As long as everyone gives a little love

This autumn has not come to an end, Shen Cheng's eyebrows linger with a heavy sense of death, and Lu Shenxing witnesses him being on the verge of death.

Wei Young was more silent than before, and the smile that always hung on Liu Huo's face disappeared. Whether it was for the castle owner, for himself, or for Youlong Castle, everyone was worried.

The person involved was extremely calm and calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Lu Shenxing thought that Shen Cheng would not be able to wait for winter, but Shen Cheng persisted for a year, which was beyond his expectation.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, every household in the city was decorated with lanterns and festoons. It was very festive, and the dreary atmosphere in Youlong Castle also faded a little with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers.

The kitchen was filled with heat, a dozen cooks were preparing dinner, Lu Shenxing was leaning against the edge of the table, holding the freshly scooped float with his chopsticks, blowing on it a couple of times before stuffing it into his mouth.

"Ma'am, this is stuffed with pork lard." The middle-aged man brought over two hot plates of Fuyuanzi, "This is stuffed with sesame seeds."

Lu Shenxing's voice was vague, "Wrap the sesame seeds in another plate, and put less sugar."

"Hey!" The middle-aged man responded, and quickly ordered people to get it.

The empty stomach finally felt better. Lu Shenxing wiped his mouth and sighed contentedly. Yu Guangyun saw the golden floating yuanzi, and he strode over, "Is it stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus?"

The middle-aged man nodded, fiddling with the float in the oil pan nervously. He forgot to wipe the water off the chopsticks in a hurry. Once he put it in, there was a loud sizzling sound, and the hot oil splashed everywhere.

Lu Shenxing pulled down his sleeves to cover the back of his hands, and comforted him with a smile, "It's okay."

"Ma'am, little one..." The middle-aged man was very guilty, he suddenly looked behind Lu Shenxing, the expression on his face was as terrified as seeing a ghost.

Lu Shenxing turned his head, but the ghost didn't see him, he saw Shen Cheng.

The kitchen was instantly enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere, and everyone knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

The damaged meridian in the body was retrograde, Shen Cheng's chest heaved greatly, his breathing was short of breath, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his complexion was distorted.

Seeing this, Lu Shenxing immediately went to pull Shencheng, but he was still a step too late, a warm liquid splashed on the back of his neck, he turned around, and the middle-aged man who was talking to him just now died.

The blood bubbling on the ground was disgusting, and no one dared to scream.

Lu Shenxing's face was livid, he took a deep breath, and approached boldly, his face was cut bloody by the violent burst of true energy around Shen Cheng.

Holding Shen Cheng's hand, Lu Shenxing didn't care about the blood flowing down his chin, the bloody smell overflowed from his throat, "I'm here."

There was a gleam of clarity in Shen Cheng's ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes, he held Lu Shenxing tightly, and wiped the blood on his face with the other hand, with a barely perceptible pleading hidden in his voice, "Go back."

There was a scorching pain from the place where it was burned, Lu Shenxing cursed in his heart, he forgot how many similar martial arts volumes he had chosen, the protagonist of a disaster movie without martial arts without internal strength.

What happened that day did not flow out of the kitchen, the blood on the ground was cleaned up, and everyone was still busy with the matter at hand, as if nothing had happened.

The smell of medicine on Lu Shenxing's body became stronger and stronger, and even he himself felt that he would die in Shen Cheng's hands at any moment.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. This world is their world.

Shen Cheng was so thin that he was breathing intermittently. Lu Shenxing sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his fingers. The first time he met this person was a coincidence, the second time was fate, and there shouldn't be a third time.

"Love you for the rest of my life, stay with you for the rest of my life, I don't want to see you again in the next life." Lu Shenxing squinted his eyes, swept his tongue around the inner wall of his mouth, and used a volume that only he could hear.

The world is fake, people and things are evolved from words, but feelings are real. Lu Shenxing is afraid that he will get lost in it and forget his original intention, so he reminds himself every time he is about to relax.

If one day he forgets to remind, it will be a terrible thing.

He can't forget his identity and purpose, he must realize that this is just a game, he has parents waiting, brothers and sisters, and a bunch of friends, all in order to go back and return to his original life.

Lu Shenxing looked at the person in front of him, he was still the same as the other person, he didn't remember anything, once he got involved with things other than the mission, he would think too much and worry too much, which is not good.

The most frightening thing is that one day he will confuse reality with fantasy. Lu Shenxing looks at the wound on his arm, the old one has faded, and new ones are added. This kind of day is endless.

"222, is the target of my two missions participated by the people you selected?"

"Ding, Mr. Lu, this is not within the scope of work."

The answer was unsatisfactory as expected, Lu Shenxing felt quite boring, feeling very irritated to be passive in everything.

He thought more than once that maybe the soul in Shen Cheng's body was also worried about the progress of the mission just like him.

Shen Cheng opened his eyes, the already indifferent face could still see the outline of the past, and there was a strong dark atmosphere, making people fearful and uneasy. Lu Shenxing always faced it, and was used to seeing it.

"What time is it?"

"Yin Shi Mo." Lu Shenxing yawned, and squeezed the quilt on Shen Cheng's body, "Wait a little longer, the sky will dawn."

He suppressed the depression in his eyes, and it has been another year, guarding Shen Cheng by his side, exhausting his patience, the 5.00% has not moved at all, it seems really hopeless.

Shen Cheng reached out to touch Lu Shenxing's cheek, stroked it slowly, and stopped at his neck, the things under his eyes were covered by the black eyelashes, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Is it daylight?"

"almost."

After a while, Shen Cheng asked the same question again, and the somewhat tired Lu Shenxing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he smelled the dark aura of dying people from Shen Cheng.

A sound of "Don't be afraid" came from next to his ear, the hand on his neck tightened, deepening with a terrifying force, Lu Shenxing's consciousness gradually lost, the fingertips clasping the back of Shen Cheng's hand violently scratched, and then slowly released, Hanging down helplessly.

At the moment when Lu Shenxing stopped breathing, Shen Cheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled contentedly, the joy of wish fulfillment.

Accompanied by his laughter, a system prompt sounded in Lu Shenxing's mind, "Ding, the mission of the second volume is completed."

The already vulnerable meridians were finally shattered, and Shen Cheng's seven orifices were bleeding. He folded his clothes and lay quietly beside him, interlocking fingers with Lu Shenxing, closed his eyes with a smile, and said softly, "I'm here."

The light of the fire disturbed everyone in Youlong Castle. They saw the soaring fire rising from the green bamboo garden, and the fire spread with the wind, sweeping away everything, leaving a ruin soon.

Its daybreak.