Bingyan Men's Drink

The wind quietly caressed the sparse leaves, and spring came.

The boy sat by the window, looking at the dense bamboo forest in the courtyard.His soul is like a bird that arrives late without a nest, wandering outside, while his body sits alone in a corner of the hut, and the darkness pervades his dreams.

The bright red rushed out from the wrist, flowed over the fair skin, and flowed into the lacquered wood floor under the body, a small stream spread silently...

In a trance, suddenly, the silent darkness shattered into circles of ripples.The sound of the piano slipped into his eardrums and soaked into his heart.

Sometimes it is tender like water, sometimes it is sonorous and vigorous, sometimes it is rolling, and sometimes it makes people think.

This person is full of ambitions, but seems to be missing someone, pinning his feelings on him, which makes Jianba's sharp piano sound highlight a layer of lingering nostalgia.

The miserable young man got some comfort from the sound of the piano.But he knew that the sound of the piano was too far away from him, so he didn't understand why he could hear it?

Qing Wan was suddenly curious, what would this piano player look like?It's a pity that his life is passing away, and even if he continues to live, he has no chance to find it.

Let him stay a little longer, stay a little longer to listen to this beautiful melody, let him stay a little longer...

The darkness covered up again, no matter how he moved his arms, he couldn't escape the lonely waters.

The sound of the piano became misty and ethereal, and gradually faded away, leaving nothing to be heard...

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"...Wan...Qing Wan...Qing Wan!" The young man slowly opened his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy and he was struggling.

As soon as Mo Ran entered the room, she saw Qing Wan lying in a pool of blood.My heart, "Hey!" suddenly emptied.Why did he do this?Does he hate him that much?Actually want to use suicide to escape from himself?

Looking at the painful and sullen face in front of him, the young man couldn't help but be disappointed.He didn't die, why didn't he even choose to die?

"Qing Wan..." Mo Ran caressed his soft blue hair, the warmth in his eyes suddenly disappeared, "Why did you treat me like this? You want to leave me so much? You want to give up your life!"

The young man flinched and turned his head away from looking at Mo Lan, as if this would ease his fear.

"Qin Qingwan, listen! Your person, your heart, and your soul belong to me only! I don't allow you to kill yourself!" Just now, for a moment, he really thought he would lose him, and the heart-pounding pain let him go He's crazy, he can't let this happen again!

Tearing off the collar, he put his big hand on the young man's chest, burning with anger: "No matter in this life, the next life, or forever, you can only belong to me. If someone has an intimate relationship with you, or loves you, or even If you want to touch it with your fingers, you will die without a whole body, and you will be dead on the street!"

"No...you can't cast such a poisonous curse on me..." Qing Wan was crying, her body was weak, and it was difficult for her to speak.Anxious in my heart, but powerless to stop.

This is a curse engraved in the soul, a curse that cannot be unraveled, unless his soul is gone, he will always be a bird in his cage.

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What did he do wrong?Why did fate treat him like this?If his existence was a mistake, let him disappear!together with the soul...

Chasing souls, can't you decide the fate of a soul's next life?Why not let me choose my own destiny?I don't ask for an afterlife, I just ask for an annihilated death, so that this world will no longer have my shadow...

The boy curled up in the corner of the bed, buried his head in his knees, and let the darkness swallow him.

He was so tired, his indifference towards him almost suffocated him, but he kept a little breath so that he would not die.As if walking on the edge of the cliff between life and death, neither place is his way...

"If you've made up your mind, I can help you."

A condescending, seemingly superior male voice came to Qing Wan's ears.

Raising his head abruptly, a tall and strong man wrapped in a black cloak stood at the end of the bed.He has long black curly hair, emerald green eyes, and a three-dimensional face.The boy had never seen anyone with such a face, and it seemed that he was not in the same world as him.

"You are……"

"Ghost king, king of the ghost world. Gu is very interested in your soul, but..." the man frowned, seemingly troubled, "Your soul is too pure, Gu can't take it away now."

Qingwan didn't expect that the ghost king would find him, but seeing that her wish had a chance of survival, she became energetic: "Then how can you take it away?"

The ghost king was slightly taken aback, only people have ever begged him to let him go, how could anyone seek their own death and beg him to take away the seven souls and six souls?

"You need five lifetimes to obliterate a powerful soul, just use soul chasing and find a short-lived body to reincarnate."

"Fifth life... no, many people will die in this way." After reincarnation, the memory of the previous life will disappear.Then the parents, relatives, friends, and lovers who gave birth to him will all be cursed and die miserably.

"Don't worry about this, Gu guarantees that you can live an ordinary life before the age of 17, without wind and waves, and Qin Moran can't find you. However, once you reach the age of 17, your memories of the previous life will recover. India will also play a role at the same time."

In other words, once he reaches the age of 17, he must immediately leave the side of his relatives and wait for death alone...

"Then I just need to choose the shorter-lived one, without such trouble."

"No, it can't be too short, otherwise it won't achieve the effect of obliteration. You can live a lifetime shorter than a lifetime, but a lifetime can't be less than 17 years."

"...I understand, I promise you." Qing Wan didn't think too much about it, he only hoped that he could escape from this evil relationship, let Mo Ran be free, and stop being led astray because of him.

The long sword pierced through the young man's heart, and radiance rose from his whole body, turning into dandelions and blowing away with the wind.

The sound of the piano echoed in the ears again, long and long...

who are you?

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"Qing Wan──!" Mo Ran rushed into the house in a hurry, but what she saw were dots of light that had disappeared, "What did you do to Qing Wan?!"

The roar shook the sky, but the ghost king was unmoved. He looked at him with regret in his eyes: "Why are you doing this? You are brothers in this life. If you don't obey, he doesn't want to. If you insist, you will only lose. continue?"

"Hehe! Afterlife?" Laughing indifferently, he taunted the king of the ghost world in front of him, "Joke! Can you guarantee that I will meet him again in the next life? You can use this to deceive other people! We, the descendants of the Qin family, all know that very!"

The ghost king shook his head and sighed, his figure gradually disappeared: "You are like me in the past, firmly grasping what does not belong to you... One day you will understand... When you regret it..."

regret?He will not regret it!If he wanted to give up Qingwan, it would be beyond regret...

Qingwan, you can't escape.Life after life...forever...

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