take father as heaven

Seeger, or Rongcheng, stood where he was by default.

Murong Yan took his mask and looked at it, then said with a low smile. "You're pretty good at pretending, but I know him too well."

Rong Cheng clenched his fist subconsciously, but Murong Yan didn't realize that what he wanted to express was actually different. In Murong Yan's words, he was referring to Murong Chen, and his familiarity with Murong Chen was simply engraved in his soul. , and Rongcheng saw him holding that mask, thinking he was referring to Sig.

He even felt that Murong Yan was accusing him of pretending to be Sig.

"This is very convenient." Inexplicably, Rong Cheng explained.

Murong Yan nodded, he actually knew.It is absolutely impossible for him to appear in Demon Realm with his true face. Whether he pretends to be Rongcheng or Sieg, there must be his considerations.

For example, this time he pretended to be Sig, because Sig had been with him in Demon Realm for more than two months, and basically many people knew that they were masters and apprentices. It was actually a good choice for Murong Chen to borrow this identity, but What Murong Yan thought was, does his choice of this identity mean that he will stay by his side for a longer period of time?

"how did you find me?"

The other party was silent, and then jumped down from the tree. Murong Yan hurriedly followed, but his body was still awkward. When he landed, he swayed, and a hand just stretched out beside him, and gently supported him. As soon as he jumped, he subconsciously lowered his head and thanked him softly.

Rongcheng let him go, walked to the fire, and brought over the prepared medicine powder.

"Change your medicine."

Murong Yan snorted, and then began to remove the bandages on his hands and body, his movements were a bit clumsy.

"I'll do it." Rongcheng stretched out his hand, and first unwrapped the bandages on his hands. The wound healed well, and some tender flesh was slowly growing out.

Rongcheng lightly sprinkled a layer of powder, then wiped it away with his fingers, and put on a new bandage.

Murong Yan concentrated on feeling his bandaging, and subconsciously felt that Rong Cheng's movements were very gentle. At that moment, he had an illusion, as if he was held in the palm of this man's hand and loved and cared for him.

All the wounds on his body were opened, and then the dressing was changed and bandaged up again. During the whole process, Murong Yan held his breath, as if he was afraid of breaking this beautiful dream, waiting for Rongcheng to finish changing the last one.

Murong Yan couldn't help it, "Rongcheng..."

The movement of the man's hands didn't stop, and his dark eyes glanced over slightly.

"Are you so gentle with everyone?"

Rong Cheng was stunned for a moment, and the movements of his hands quickened a bit, and he quickly wrapped the bandages up, then he walked to the side of the fire a little uncomfortable, gathered the dried meat pieces together, and put them on a large piece of plantain Wrap the leaves.

Seeing his obviously evasive answer, Murong Yan couldn't help laughing out loud.

His smile actually scared two people at the same time.One was Rong Cheng, whose hands trembled and a piece of dried meat fell into the fire, and the other was Murong Yan himself. He had experienced too many things during this period, and he almost forgot what emotions are.

With his back turned to him, Rong Cheng couldn't see his expression clearly, but he seemed to regain his senses quickly, and immediately picked up the piece of meat again, dusted off the ashes and put it aside. "Actually... you can smile more."

"If it weren't for you, I would almost forget how to laugh."

Rongcheng tore a piece of jerky, handed him half, then sat down next to him after a pause, the two of them silently gnawed at the piece of meat in their hands, although the jerky was not as tender as the barbecue at noon, it was better than it Pickled and delicious, a lot of delicious.

"You are still young, don't embarrass yourself too much."

After being silent for a while, Rongcheng suddenly uttered such a sentence, even with a hint of self-blame in his tone.

"Sometimes, I don't even remember how old I am, or even who I am."

"..." Rong Cheng's eyes suddenly darkened.

Murong Yan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, as if to comfort him. "Why are you sad? It has nothing to do with you. Maybe it's because you don't have the habit of celebrating birthdays. Sometimes you can't even remember how old you are."

"Why not?"

Murong Yan smiled wryly, "No one remembers."

"How could no one remember!" There was a hint of anger in his tone suddenly.

Murong Yan's heart moved, "Maybe my father remembers, but after I grew up, he never celebrated my birthday again."

"..." Rong Cheng's hands clenched into fists suddenly, with veins bulging one by one, "Of course he remembers...he just thought that you prefer to spend time outside with your friends."

This sentence sounds very abrupt. If Murong Yan doesn't know who the person in front of him is, he will only think that this person pretends to understand and explain on his own. However, because he knows the truth and who this guy is, he heard When he explained, what filled his heart was not anger, but a kind of grievance.

"But he doesn't know that I don't have any friends at school." How could he not know that, if he could care less about himself?How could he think that someone else would celebrate his birthday for him?

"sorry."

Probably never expected to hear this sentence from Rong Cheng's mouth, Murong Yan was taken aback.

"It's nothing, it's all in the past. Anyway, I've grown up too, and it's not like a child insists on having a birthday."

It's a pity that Murong Yan's self-joking didn't ease the atmosphere. Rong Cheng still hung his head, holding the remaining half piece of jerky in his hand, and never took a second bite.

The atmosphere is getting worse and worse. Murong Yan subconsciously wants to get out of this predicament. He doesn't want to, at least not now. He is very, very unwilling to have a showdown with Murong Chen right now. Maybe he thinks in his heart that if Murong Chen doesn't By opening his mouth and explaining, he can pretend not to know, so he can act coquettishly to this person more brazenly.

You can even express your emotions at will. Those words that you have been unable to say can be treated as a joke, and you can say it to this person without having to bear the guilt of seducing your father.

So he began to gnaw on the piece of jerky with big mouthfuls, and then deliberately praised him loudly. "It tastes good."

Seeing how delicious his food was, Rong Cheng raised his hand numbly, and put the jerky in his mouth.Murong Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but found that Rong Cheng's bite hadn't been bitten down. His heart skipped a beat, and he heard the man say again in a hoarse voice.

"Do you hate him?"

Murong Yan put down the half-eaten jerky in his hand, turned his head and smiled at Rong Cheng, "You forgot again?"

Under the suspicious eyes of the other party, he repeated firmly. "The only person I love most in this world is my father."

"You don't blame him at all?" The man's voice became even hoarse.

"No wonder." Murong Yan smiled wryly, "I can only say that I am not good enough to attract his attention."

The jerky in Rongcheng's hand fell to the ground again, Murong Yan saw his clenched fists, couldn't help stretching out his hand, covered his hand with his own, and asked pretendingly curiously.

"What's the matter? Do you feel guilty about your son too?"

His words made Rong Cheng almost lose control of his emotions, and suddenly he came to his senses.This reminded him of the current situation, his identity, and his attitude towards the child in front of him.

Rongcheng let go of his fist, and slowly picked up the piece of jerky again.The tone returned to normal again, and his eyes flickered slightly, "Yes, I am very guilty."

Murong Yan patted his shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry, he will never blame you."

"I, can I still have time..."

"It's never too late."

Murong Yan looked up at the flickering shade of the tree above his head, and hid his face under that small piece of shadow.

"As long as people are still there, it's never too late."

This is probably the biggest emotion in his heart after he escaped from the brink of life and death again and again.

Rongcheng didn't speak any more, and quickly finished the jerky in his hand.

Then after processing the medicinal materials, put the remaining medicinal powder in a bottle and put away the dried meat, and finally buried the fire with soil. Murong Yan watched him finish all this, thinking that they You have to travel all night.

Who would have thought that Rong Cheng would pull him up the tree again, when Murong Yan was staring at him curiously, he just said lightly.

"You are weak, rest more."

Murong Yan glanced at the sky, it was difficult to see the sky in the dense forest, and occasionally the sun came in from the layers of leaves, but it only brought some light, so the sky darkened much faster than outside.

Unknowingly, the entire dense forest suddenly darkened. It's a pity that Murong Yan was still very energetic, probably because Rong Cheng forced him to lie down for several hours in the afternoon. After staying in the house for too long, his biological clock has become a little confused.

Rongcheng didn't force him to rest either, just whispered. "Don't make a sound, stay on top obediently."

Murong Yan didn't understand yet, but not long after, his subordinates started to make noises. It sounded like many animals passed under the tree. Suo Suo's low voice slowly came from the ground, which made people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

This kind of unknown horror seems to make people more afraid, Murong Yan frowned, and subconsciously grabbed Rongcheng's hand.

Rong Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then held his hand with his backhand, as if telling him, don't be afraid.

Then the next moment, the fear and tension in Murong Yan's heart dissipated in an instant. This feeling was miraculous, so miraculous that he couldn't explain it at all. It seemed that as long as he could stay by this person's side, he would be fearless in the whole world.

He is not even afraid of death.

This feeling, in this world, only one person can give him.

The corner of Murong Yan's mouth curled into a slight smile, and he whispered into Rong Cheng's ear. "what is that……"

He intentionally let his breath pass over the other's ear, and then felt satisfied that Rong Cheng seemed to tremble slightly.