The King's Altar

Leaving West Point, Feng Qu walked around in a daze, and Yuan Mingqing followed him every step of the way, pulling his arm from time to time, lest he would not look at the road and be hit by a car.

After going around a few alleys, he seemed to wake up suddenly, looked back at Yuan Mingqing in a daze, and finally spoke: "Why are you following me?"

Yuan Mingqing teased him jokingly: "Honey, I'm afraid you won't be able to think about it."

I don't want to, Feng Qu neither refuted nor complained, and said "um" for no reason, as if in a state of sleepwalking, he didn't know what he said, or didn't hear what the other party said, he stopped in place Dazed, expression dull, eyes lax.

Yuan Mingqing clenched his wrist and pulled towards him, "Where are you going?"

Feng Qu took a deep breath, let it out slowly, covered his heart and squatted down like a kid, his brows were deeply blended into a Sichuan character, and his voice trembled slightly: "I'm not leaving, I feel bad."

Suffering is inevitable, Yuan, Ming and Qing felt uncomfortable for him, let alone himself? "Let's find a place to sit?" Yuan Mingqing bent down and coaxed: "Or walk on the small road? Don't run around on the main road, there are too many cars, it's not safe."

Feng Qu didn't respond, he hugged his knees and buried his head on the main road, motionless.

"Feng Qu?"

"..."

Yuan Mingqing stretched out his hand to touch his face, but felt a hand full of tears, so he was a little flustered: "Feng Qu?"

People were coming and going on the road, busy and noisy, and he was in the middle of it, performing a pantomime that no one could understand, biting his lips so hard that he couldn't make a sound, but the tears seemed to break the embankment.That year he hated his second uncle so much, he lost everything he could give to him for his best feelings and the sustenance of his life, but his loyal, lovely, principled and virtuous lover was an outsider. Different liar, a scum who abandoned his wife and son!How can you not hate?

However, the truth is not like that.Now he has no face to express his grievances, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to cry, but he can't hold back his tears no matter what.

It's too unsightly for a big man who looks like a man to squat on the road and cry. Yuan Mingqing La Fengqi got up with his back on his back, walked to a place where there were few people, and laughed heartlessly.Emperor Dan Ding admits that he is really bad and pus, and even hopes that Feng Qu will cry longer. The cold-faced little white cat is usually so cool that it is so fragile that it is rare in a century, like a little boy who hasn't grown up. Childish, obedient, needing to rely on, so painful, how wasteful it is to hand it back to Chen Yuejin early, and I have to go a long way to enjoy it more.

"Feng Qu, do you love Chen Yuejin?"

"I love him."

"Then do you still love your second uncle?"

"I can't love anymore. You don't understand," Feng Qu choked up, blaming himself upside down: "I owe him, I'm sorry for him, what should I do..."

Yuan Mingqing cut off his words, "Go and say I'm sorry, let's pull down the rest, it's out of your control."

"You do not understand."

"I know."

Feng Qu repeated: "You don't understand, I never believed that you understand love. If you really understand, you won't break up with Bei Le."

Yuan Mingqing turned his head and smiled at him when he heard the words: "Come on, let me tell you something unpleasant to make you happy."

"what?"

"One year, Bei Le and I went hiking in the suburbs. We got lost for some reason. It rained heavily in the evening, and the mountain road was washed away by water. We couldn't find it. We fell into a long-abandoned mine and almost died. "

Feng Qu wiped his snot by his collar, and said listlessly, "Oh? I haven't heard you say that."

"That memory is too painful. We were trapped in it for ten days before we were rescued. We all chose to forget it." Yuan Mingqing stopped and turned him, and narrated slowly: "At first we ate the leftover snacks, and then we dug trees. Soon the roots and weeds in the mine were all eaten up. After two days of starvation, I started digging the soil to find some insects that I could dig up to eat..."

Feng Qu was stunned for a long while, then poked his head forward to look into his eyes, "I can't imagine that Bei Le can eat bugs?"

"He doesn't eat," Yuan Mingqing shook his head with a smile: "He was so hungry that he would rather die than eat, so I had to hold back the nausea and chew the worms carefully and feed him. I told him it was a tree root. Willing to swallow."

"Then what?" Feng Qu commented disdainfully: "Bei Le is good at everything, but she is coquettish and pretentious."

"Then, ten of my fingers were scraped and I couldn't get any more bugs, and I was hungry for many days. I thought we were going to die, so I had to bite my wrist and feed the blood to him." When Yuan Mingqing said these words , flat and flat, as if just giving up a candy, "He is unconscious, but he knows."

Feng Qu asked in a low voice: "And then?"

"I thought this love was tacit, but half a year later, he and Luo Mosheng got back together." Yuan Mingqing shrugged irrelevantly, how unwilling and distorted his love and hatred were at that time, now he is completely relieved , How calm and peaceful it is to say it, even I sigh.

"You still love him."

"I've always been in love, but it's definitely not love anymore, and he must be the same." No matter how strong the love is, it will be difficult to continue after it is broken. People have changed, and the relationship will never be the same. Don't force a broken mirror to reunite, only a fool will fall Break the beautiful mirror in your hand, and go round the old broken mirror. "Feng Qu, you are a smart person, think clearly about what to catch and what to let go."

"Ah!" Bei Le sneezed heavily, wiped his nose with a tissue for no apparent reason, and glared at Jiang Zhaowei: "You must have brought back cat fur!"

"Where is it? I've already taken a shower!" Jiang Zhaowei subconsciously patted the big T-shirt on his body.

"Hey, what did I want to say just now?" Bei Le tilted his head and thought seriously, and got into Jiang Zhaowei's T-shirt with one hand and fumbled, "I forgot when I sneezed."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Jiang Zhaowei's two cheap paws harassed Bei Le's nipples endlessly, poking left and right, humming to himself with the tune of "Two Tigers" : "Two Mimis, two Mimis~pink drops~pink drops..."

Bai Le was annoyed, and strangled his wrist to threaten him, "Tsk, what are you so obscene about? Take care of your two cheap claws, or I will make you cry later!"

Jiang Zhaowei quickly put his hands to his ears as a gesture of surrender, "Lord Baylor, please spare me!"

Belle ordered, "Wrap your legs up!"

Jiang Zhaowei immediately wrapped himself around Bei Le's waist, and rubbed the other's butt with the back of his feet, with a look of intoxication: "Master Bei Le's PP is so round~ It's even more upturned than mine~"

"Be honest!" Belle laughed dumbly, leaning over to hold his face, "I remember, I just wanted to ask you, how about going back to school to study?"

"Ah?" Jiang Zhaowei was dumbfounded for half a second, and plunged his head under Bei Le's body: "Handsome elephant! How are you? I'm Xiaowei~~"

"Be serious!" Belle pushed him back and looked at him condescendingly: "You're just taking a break from school, and you can go back to school after going through some formalities. It's not difficult."

Jiang Zhaowei slowly raised his hand to cover his face, and choked out a sentence: "I don't like studying."

Belle stroked his hair with a soft voice: "Aren't you excellent in character and learning? As long as you miss it, I can provide it for you."

"I, I..." Jiang Zhaowei rolled his eyes under the palm of his hand, "I still want to make money for my brother to study abroad!"

"Alas... my poor little one." Bei Le sighed resentfully and tactfully: "I will count the days according to what you said. He will graduate and return to China this year."

Jiang Zhaowei spoke without confidence: "Uh? Isn't it next year?"

Belle laughed loudly, pushed his hand away, and lowered his head to kiss him on the bridge of the nose: "Silly boy, look at how confused you are! It's this year! I won't remember it wrong."

"Yes, hehe, hehe..." A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Zhaowei's forehead.

Suddenly, a series of phone rings came from downstairs. Belle raised his half body and raised his eyebrows impatiently, "It's so late, whose call is it?"

"I'll go pick me up!" Jiang Zhaowei was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to shirk, when he heard the bell, he was really grabbing a life-saving straw, jumped up, and fled through the door.

Jiang Zhaowei does have an older brother who studied abroad, but he returned to China to work 800 years ago. Ten sentences and nine sentences said by the little liar were false, and Bei Le took it so seriously. I am really worried about him!Without turning on the lights all the way, he groped his way downstairs and answered the phone with a sad face: "Hello, who is it?"

On the other end of the phone, a thin male voice whispered like a mosquito: "Is Ming and Qing here?"

"He's off work." Jiang Zhaowei said angrily, "Who are you?"

"Excuse me...how can I contact him?" The voice was obviously crying.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Zhaowei said casually, "Call his cell phone, his number is..."

With a "click", the phone was disconnected.

"Huh?" Jiang Zhaowei was puzzled: "Hello? Hello?"

Chen Yuejin poked his head out in the dark corridor, "Whose phone is it?"

"I don't know." Jiang Zhaowei shrugged.

Chen Yuejin was worried: "Feng Qu hasn't come back yet... The phone is also turned off."

"Maybe the phone is out of battery, he is a living person, don't worry."

"It's not that I'm worried, I just miss him." Chen Yuejin burst into tears.

Jiang Zhaowei despised him: "No prospect!"

Chen Yuejin bit the small handkerchief tangled: "I haven't seen him for six hours, I miss him so much, my heart is full of him!"

Jiang Zhaowei rolled his eyes: "It's more disgusting than me."

In Li's house in Yuse Mountain, Yi Shuxue threw Li Tanghuang's cell phone out of the window on the second floor, her face was as cold as frost, "Danghuang, you are so daring! From now on, you are not allowed to touch your brother."

"Fuck!" Li Tanghuang struggled frantically under the control of the two bodyguards: "Fucking crazy, what are you! Why do you want to be a tyrant in my house?"

Yi Shuxue took off her gloves, and raised her chin arrogantly: "The guardian of the Li family authorizes me to control your brother."

"I'm an adult, I don't need a guardian." Li Wudi sat on the floor on the bed, if he didn't support his upper body by the edge of the bed, he would collapse into a puddle of mud.

Yi Shuxue said coldly, "Tell this honest sentence to your sister."

Luo Mosheng interrupted: "Okay, Tanghuang, we are doing it for your brother's benefit, so don't meddle in it."

"Good sister!" Li Tanghuang roared: "Brother Mo Sheng, I am completely desperate for you! Are you going to starve my brother to death?"

"No one is hungry for him, he won't eat." Luo Mo smiled apologetically, and put a plate of cooked red wine beef in front of Li Wudi himself, "You guys, let the second young master go!"

Li Tanghuang broke free, moved to his brother's side in grief and grievance, and advised him while cutting the beef: "Brother, look, what you like to eat is all meat."

"Don't eat." Li Wudi turned his head angrily, "I want to go out, you have no right to lock me up."

Yi Shuxue retorted: "Your sister will be home tomorrow, save these words and tell her."

"I know, I won't be free when she comes back..." Li Wudi had big tears in his eyes, holding back his tears, and said firmly, "I want to go out now!"

"No." Yi Shuxue had no room for negotiation.

Li Wudi lifted the beef: "I want to go out!"

Yi Shuxue slapped the table arrogantly: "Silly boy! Do you want to have an affair with a man?"

"Mo Sheng didn't die even though he was scandalized!" Li Wudi yelled back with all his strength: "So what if I just caused a scandal? I want to go out!"

Yi Shuxue pointed at Luo Mosheng, and said without hesitation: "Are you the same as Mo Sheng? He is an idol! What is an idol? They make their fortunes by relying on their appearance and gossip! Compare with you?"

The corner of Luo Mosheng's mouth twitched: "Hey, hey... Yi Shuxue, are you impatient?"

Yi Shuxue turned a blind eye, pointed at the tip of Li Wudi's nose, and yelled like a cannonball: "What about you? Your fans range from a 90-year-old man to a three-year-old kid who just practiced piano. Can they accept these scandals? Do you understand how important a clean private life is to you? You have to be more careful when dealing with women, let alone men? If this scandal gets out, you will be ruined!"

Li Wudi said hoarsely: "I don't care! I want to go out!"

Yi Shuxue went crazy, and almost went mad with anger: "Do you still want to play the piano?"

Li Wudi angrily grabbed a spoon and threw it at him: "Threatened me with playing the piano since I was a child! Can't I stop playing? Let me out!"

Yi Shuxue easily blocked it, and laughed angrily: "You really can't stop playing!"

Li Wudi was so angry that he trembled all over, grabbed the plate and threw it over: "The finger is mine, what can you do if I don't play it?" One thing can suppress him, and he has been suppressed for more than [-] years. At this moment, he is suppressed to the limit, and he is about to explode!

"If you don't play, you have to play." Yi Shuxue wanted to compete with him, insisting on making him accept his fate, "Your life is really up to you!"

Li Wudi was irrefutable, irresistible, and the overwhelming despair almost suffocated him!He hadn't eaten for a long time and his brain lacked oxygen. He took a deep breath, his eyes blurred, and he wanted to grab something to hit the opponent, but he grabbed a steak knife. For some reason, his blood suddenly surged. , picked up the knife and cut off his own finger: "I'll let you see if you can't help me!"

Li Tanghuang screamed: "Ah-brother, what are you doing--"