Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

The gentleman hugged his knees and leaned against the lattice, looking up at the dark waves hanging high in the clouds.

His long hair was loose, and as the night breeze blew, his hair swept across a jade-colored pale scar in front of him. The scar that had healed up seemed to be aching again. Between the shoulders and neck, there is a slight bulge that is so faint that it is not easy to be noticed.

This huge capital city seemed to be crowded with people, but it was still as cold as death.Now that the undercurrent has subsided, what awaits Dayuan will be a hundred years of peace. Everyone applauds for the coming peace, but they don't know that they will lose their bright light forever.

30 years ago, they lost Lin Xici, and 30 years later, they still couldn't keep his son.

"It's a crime...it's really a crime."

He whispered to himself and stepped one leg out of the window. He wanted to feel the freedom of stepping on the ground and being on the verge of death, but he was brought back to reality by the cold voice and icy touch.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the thin chains binding his ankles, raised his feet, and put his toes against the window lattice. He lay down unrestrained, let his hair hang down like a waterfall, covered his forehead with one hand, narrowed his eyes, and looked at it. the chains that bound him here.

At this moment, although he is bound, deprived of the qualification to leave, and does not even know at what point in time his life will be cut off, as a tool to stabilize people's hearts, quell public anger, and deter evil, but he feels that he Freer than ever.

At least now he didn't have to beg for mercy, be persecuted, forced into ideas he didn't want to accept or compromise, and didn't have to feign disgusting virtues to please others.

He felt that the most absurd thing he had done in his life was to endure discomfort and become the person closest to him in order to protect him. In the end, he turned the cart before the horse, forgot his original intention, and became what he hated and feared the most.

"It shouldn't be like this..." He murmured, reflecting on what he had done in the past six months, he actually laughed out loud.

Turning his head slowly, looking at the chaos in the distant sky, waiting for the dark fog to clear away, when he saw the most dazzling light in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, he suddenly realized...he loves him.

The extremely ridiculous and absurd thing of getting too deep into the play, in the end, reappeared in him.

"I don't want to, it shouldn't be like this..."

He turned sideways and curled up, hugging himself tightly as if he was enduring a great pain, his internal organs seemed to be smashed to pieces, the pain that went straight to the heart made him bite his wrist involuntarily, and it was very fast. The disgusting smell of blood filled the teeth.

He was afraid of blood, terribly, and had been afraid of urine since he was a child.

I vaguely remember that when I was young, my neighbor had a happy event and killed chickens to add to the fun. He went to watch the fun without knowing it, but was too scared to walk by the scene. It was his adoptive father who carried him home crying all the way. Since then I was so frightened that I fainted from fright even when I saw red from a small wound, and I couldn't wake up for most of the hour.

He was so timid and afraid of blood, after seeing Li Chonghua, he opened the darkest chapter of his life.

Li Chonghua wants him to become a sharp blade of revenge. The first step in forging a treasure is to throw gold and stones into the fire and burn them, and Li Chonghua's first lesson in honing him is precisely to face his inner fear.

He didn't dare to recall those bloody and horrific scenes, and instinctively reacted when he smelled the sweet smell, his internal organs were stirring, as if he wanted to squeeze out all the bile.

He rolled on the ground, barely got up, knelt by the window and vomited, but his body, which was burdened to the limit, screamed dissatisfaction, the more he struggled, the deeper his pain became.

... It seems that he will never get out of that gloomy past.

His whole life was ruined by that man.

"For a person like me, it was a mistake to survive from the very beginning..." He wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, stroked his left ear, which had been deaf for half his life, and thought to himself: "Soon...soon, he Come and beg me to change my life."

He leaned his forehead slightly forward, leaning on his knees, hiding his expression in the dark, and refused to show it to others.

... I heard that hurried and heavy footsteps, he brought him here, and he was going to ask him for it.

Xiao Beicheng hugged the gentleman by the waist, followed the guidance of the guards, and crashed into the side hall.

It is very deserted here, the door is wide open, and the night wind blowing in from time to time makes people tremble.

Under the cover of the heavy gauze, Xiao Beicheng couldn't catch the figure curled up at the bottom of the window at a glance. It was Jun Zi'an's uncontrollable light cough that caught his attention.

When Jun Zian heard the footsteps approaching, he didn't raise his head in a hurry, and still maintained a humble posture of hugging himself tightly, without saying a word... He wanted to see how this man would open his mouth and plead with him.

He knew that a gentleman's life was hanging by a thread, and if Xiao Beicheng wanted to save him, he would have to race against time to snatch him from Hades. He was even calculating when the other party would throw him to the ground and cut his neck forcibly.

However, there was no violence as he expected, and all he heard was the soft sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

He raised his head suspiciously, only to see Xiao Beicheng hugging his dying brother, slowly kneeling in front of him.

"What are you doing, humiliating me?" Jun Zi'an sneered, "If I am determined to be selfish, even if you do this, you can turn a blind eye. If you really want to save him, the easiest and most effective way is Do it yourself."

As he spoke, he lifted up his collar, showed the pale scars on his shoulders and neck, and said in a low voice, "Come on! Stab here, do it neatly, and don't make me suffer too much. Anyway, I don't have any love from my father or mother." Orphan, no one cares about his death, but he is different. He is held in the palm of his hand as a treasure. When he dies, some people will be sad. It's different, he's as heavy as Mount Tai, and I'm as light as a feather, so... so I deserve to die, right?"

For Jun Zi'an, who committed suicide not long ago, the desire to live was not very strong, and it was rare to feel the long-lost family affection in Jun Zi'an, even if the price he had to pay for this salvation was his own life, he No complaints or regrets... What he couldn't accept was why the person who asked him for it was the one who moved his heart.

"Just because he is more important to you, so I'm going to die, right?" Jun Zi'an questioned with tears, and then shouted hysterically: "Then why are you pretending to let people trample on your dignity wantonly, what do you want? Just take it, why bother to ask me! Do beasts have to make a dispensable but ridiculous confession to their prey before eating!!"

"no."

"You know, you know it clearly, he and I can only live one... You don't have to choose me, I won't blame you and hate you, but why do you have to make a choice in front of me, let me know that you are Always be the victim who is not cared about, does not deserve love, deserves to be abandoned, why!!"

He leaned forward, trying to push Xiao Beicheng away, but the man was extremely stable and refused to give an inch. In order to escape reality, Jun Zian could only retreat until his back touched the cold wall, and he could no longer escape.

He buried his head between his knees, curled up and covered the only right ear that could hear the sound, and swallowed the tears that slipped into his throat with sobs.

But he still heard that long and helpless sigh from between his fingers.

He heard the man say, "I'm sorry, I never thought of forcing you to make sacrifices..."

The gentleman does not believe it.

Excited by these words, he stood up abruptly, and maintained a kneeling posture like Xiao Beicheng, completely ignoring the pain of bruises on his knees on the brick floor, and stepped forward to stand in front of the man with cold hands. Climb up to the man's neck, suddenly force...

"Really! Then how far can you go for him? If I say that I will only save him if you die, are you willing to die for him? Xiao Qingjue, let me see your determination." !"

He clasped the man's neck tightly with his ten fingers, his eyes were red, as if he could bleed at any moment.

He gritted his teeth and tightened his strength, trying to find out what the limit of that person was, until he became furious and pushed himself away angrily.

But he watched the veins on the man's neck bulge, his face turned red, and the blood streaks under his slightly squinted lids were clearly visible, as if he was about to close his eyes and sleep forever, but he didn't seem to struggle .

Why……

"Why are you willing to do this for him!!"

Jun Zi'an finally broke down, crying and pushing Xiao Beicheng away, he grabbed the man's neckline, held back the tears that slipped to the corner of his eyes, and moved towards him with trembling lips... He wanted to kiss him.

"What is the difference between me and him? To live for him, I have to die... Is this fair to me?" He asked softly.

He didn't wait for the man's answer, but felt that the touch under his lips was not as hot and soft as he imagined.

The man still turned his head away, so that his light kiss fell on the corner of his jaw.

"Why reject me? What he can do, can't I?" Jun Zi'an choked, blushing, "If only you betrayed him, I would save him, wouldn't you?"

Xiao Beicheng didn't answer, and his silence just responded to Jun Zi'an.

This also proves that in his heart, that person is irreplaceable, even if he is born with nine parts, he is willing to be careful and live like that person, he is not a gentleman after all.

"Sure enough, it wouldn't work if it wasn't for him."

Jun Zi'an gave up, drew back, dejected, and leaned aside slumped, letting his long messy forehead cover his eyes, covering all the emotions in his eyes.

"...Alright, I was going to die. If I could save someone before I die, it would be a worthwhile life. You can trade my life for his. I have no resentment or hatred."

Following Xiao Beicheng's helpless sigh, Jun Zi'an smiled wryly in his heart, no matter whether his hesitation at this time was acting on the spot or from the heart, at least he was willing to worry about his own feelings, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

"...I never thought about the absurd thing of exchanging one life for another, sacrificing you in exchange for Ziyou's life, not to mention that I can't do it, even Ziyou himself is unwilling."

Xiao Beicheng lowered his eyes, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Jun Ziyou, who was confused, seemed to hear these words clearly, and his blurred eyes became clear for a moment. Although they soon dimmed again, Jun Zi'an was convinced that At that moment, he was agreeing with Xiao Beicheng's statement.

"Heh... even exchanging one's life for one's life may not be a good thing to get what you want, and you want to ask the king of hell for nothing. How can there be such a good thing as a pie in the sky."

"I don't care if there is a pie in the sky, I just want to ask, Junzi, are you born different from ordinary people."

Hearing this, Jun Zi'an's smile froze on his face.

Only the left side corner of his mouth is raised, but the other half is not smiling at all, which makes the expression on the whole face look extremely weird, but it is born on such a beautiful face, and it is difficult for people to speak out simply and rudely. Where is the violation.

He subconsciously looked at the inside of his wrist. At such a time, choosing silence was the most straightforward answer.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Gu lines on your body are blood-red. It's not a disease brought out from the mother's womb, but a proof that you and Ziyou were born in the same vein, mutual generation and mutual restraint."

"Xiangshengxiangke... Heh, what a Xiangshengxiangke." Jun Zi'an casually stroked the messy hair on his forehead behind his ears, turned his head to look at the still cloudy night sky outside the window, and lifted his cuffs to his shoulders, revealing his blood-colored Gu pattern. Body, with an inexplicable smile, "Do you mean to say that the poison of 'Selling Bone' varies from person to person, but our brothers are each other's good medicine? It is a fish of two colors and a fish of twins. At the end of the original story, the 'ziyu' who drifted down the Yuan River did not die, but stayed in the world in another way, but could no longer communicate with his loved ones. Have people met..."

"Actually, you and I were both deceived by him." Xiao Beicheng wiped away the tears from the gentleman's cheeks with a wry smile, and kissed the man's long and thick eyelashes against the man's cool forehead. He knew how to get rid of the poison on his body, but he chose to hide it in order not to let others know the secret."

Feeling helpless, Xiao Beicheng pinched the man's thin cheeks, "He doesn't want anyone to forcefully ask you for anything for his life, so even though he knew he would die, he still kept this secret and never confessed it."

"No, you lied..."

Xiao Beicheng was a little hesitant. He stared incredulously at Shangjun Zi'an, and under the other's silent questioning, he revealed the author's hidden meaning hidden deep in the story.

"Zi'an, Ziyu, one is the shore, the other is the fish, far away from the mountains and seas, looking at each other from a distance. Zi'an, Ziyou, a modest gentleman, one is safe in the world, and the other is traveling around. The high hopes he gave have now been obtained. Fulfill your wish, from now on your life should be controlled by yourself."

Jun Zian wiped away his tears, looked at the person in his arms, and felt endless emotion in his heart.

He suddenly felt his fingertips tighten, and was a little surprised. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that the person holding him was...

He suddenly burst into tears, "What are you doing? It's all over the place. Are you still stopping me? Open your eyes and see what I did right for you! I took advantage of people's danger and tried to Take away your lover and your love when you are most vulnerable, why don't you hate me, you open your eyes! Tell me!!"

Maybe Junziyou could hear his hoarse cry, but he was unable to respond, only the silent tears fell, silently pouring out his long-lost brotherhood.

"Ziyou, I don't allow it...I don't allow you to die, you persuade me to miss the world, but you want to end it all? I don't allow it...I don't allow it!!"

Instead, he held Jun Ziyou's hand holding his index finger, bit his lip to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and slashed the man's wrist with the thin blade hidden in the armor, immediately bleeding profusely.

Just when he was about to scratch his own neck, he suddenly felt his wrist and arm being grabbed, and he tried to struggle but to no avail.

"Xiao Qingjue! If you regret it, I will look down on you!"

"Have you made up your mind?"

Jun Zi'an never imagined that at the critical moment, the person who stopped him would be the person who wanted Jun Ziyou to live the most. Could it be that this man who still kneels in front of him in a humble posture has regretted it?

"Gentlemen, calm down and listen to me. In the past 20 years, although Ziyou was tortured by Gu poison and was seriously ill, he was never in danger of life. The real aggravation of his illness and endangering his life was due to falling in love with Gu poison after meeting me. Attack, the two Gus in his body restrain each other, approaching the heart and brain will undoubtedly kill him, if you want to save him, you can only draw one of them to yourself..."

"Do you even need to think about it? Of course it's 'Bone Burning'! The poison tortured him so badly that he was the chief culprit who brought him to this point. I want to save him..."

"Impossible, the 'Pinning Bone' in the body of the two of you is mutually restraining, once they fuse together, the host will definitely die!"

Following his words, he suddenly fell into dead silence.

I see……

Jun Zian knew that he was very wrong. He thought that he didn't know the pain, and he just touched his lips to ask for help. King Jin was just gambling on people's hearts and enjoying the rewards, but he never thought that he would have to endure this pain. heart-wrenching pain...

How many feelings in the world can stand such a test?

Before that, Xiao Beicheng must have been hesitating too... If the gentleman treated him coldly after the love gu was removed, it meant that their seven-year love was just a vicious and sweet deception. After waking up from the dream, everything is beautiful It's all empty talk, and he will be left alone guarding the fragmented fragments of the mirror, the water, and the moon, exhausted in suffocating memories.

It's human nature for him not to gamble...

However, his love finally defeated his cowardice. It is better to get together and get together better than parting. He can let him go back to freedom, but he doesn't want to be separated from him forever.

There is no true love in the world better than this.

Jun Zi'an raised his eyes, summoned up his courage to meet Xiao Beicheng's gaze, held Xiao Beicheng's back with a hand that was so cold that there was almost no warmth, and tried his best to suppress the urge to intertwine his fingers, covering the man's warm palm on his own cheek.

He still kept his bowed kneeling posture, looking very humble, as if begging for mercy... In fact, he was indeed begging.

"I feel ashamed, because I cry so badly... I hope you don't let him be as miserable as I am in the future, protect him well, and never let him shed a single tear for this rotten world... …Don’t be like me, lose all the people you really care about, and wander alone for the rest of your life. It took 30 years for our brother to go from holy baby to abandoned child. I don’t want you to regret it, and I believe you won’t regret it.”

Jun Zi'an gritted his teeth and severed his blood, and exchanged unswerving emotions with the person who had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

From then on, you will live forever, and I will be lonely forever.

The author has something to say: My sword is back again! !There will be thousands of changes today and tomorrow!I love you guys~ Thanks to Princess Jin’s cute fan for donating a hand grenade to brother 1, thank you for feeding! !

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

感谢在2021-01-1819:26:05~2021-01-2301:33:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Princess Jin's fan; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!