[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

Finally stopped in the porcelain cup.

The crisp sound of porcelain shattering struck Liuli Ji's heart.She didn't care about the sharpness of the porcelain, so she reached out and picked it up indiscriminately. The bright red blood fell on the white porcelain, which was particularly glaring.

This is something grown-ups have touched!With a confused face, she brought the fragments to the tip of her nose and sniffed greedily.The vague fragrance does exist, but it is not real.

"I'm tired." The young man returned to indifference, his anger had been deeply buried, leaving nothing but calm.He finally looked at Liuli Ji, but his eyes were full of contempt and annoyance, "Back off."

This sentence seemed to wake up Liuli Ji who was immersed in the fragrance: "Yes, I'm sorry, my lord, I will step down now."

"I hate the smell of blood." She frowned troubledly, with a soft, worried tone, which made Liuli Ji feel that she was a heinous sinner.How can such a person suffer a little bit of grievance?She apologized repeatedly, but she was afraid of disturbing the man's rest, so she had to give up.

Wiping the blood on the ground with the long sleeves embroidered with gold thread, Liuli Ji didn't realize how complicated the things she was doing, peeking at the people on the couch, even if the boy closed his eyes and fell asleep, he couldn't hide the charm .

So, whatever it is, she will do it.Walking out of the room and throwing the dirty robe into the maid's arms, Liu Liji's brows were filled with impatience and arrogance again: "Those four idiots, let them come here immediately!"

The next day, in the outer hall, Dixiaoluliu and Liuli Ji received guests.

Yours respectfully, the public Daze Lufang.

Yours sincerely, the samurai Muromachi Yukei.

Haishang Banjing Dancheng, Yours sincerely.

Xiangdao Shizun Temple Weishi, Yours respectfully.

Nue appeared in the inner room, staring at the sleeping boy on the couch.He felt as if something was out of control, Lan Nai shouldn't be like this, the boy who was as pure as water seemed to have been gradually tainted by the fragrance beyond recognition.

"Brother?" The young man slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the tall man's figure, his brows were immediately stained with joy, "Has Xiu Yi done well?" All the cruelty seems to be the moon in the mirror, the flower in the water.When the fog cleared, the young man was still the child who didn't understand or care about anything except his elder brother.

Nue just walked over silently, grabbed the boy's shoulders, and covered him with a thin quilt.The face without facial features is soft and not scary.

But the word "very good" cannot be said no matter what.The young man became stronger day by day, as if something was not as good as before.

*【Note: Taken from Li Qingzhao's "Huanxi Sands"】

heart and charm

Nue thought again of that night, the night when he made a decision he regretted.

Yes, Okai Nue, there will be a day of regret.

Or, it should be said that the monsters who always weave illusions for people are trapped in more mysterious dreams and cannot extricate themselves.

There is always that kind of contradictory temperament in the young man, pale and black, pure and deep, clear and charming.Whatever words of praise you pick up, they are always perfect for him.

Perhaps, when I first created the rumors, I was too careful.But Nue didn't regret as expected.

Kill the monsters that gave birth to spiritual wisdom and even took away their own strength.Nue has always done this, that's why there is the samurai who cut Lan Nai in half.The end of the legend should have ended here.

but none.Lan Naidai was still alive, dragging his broken and sick body, lingering on his last breath.Without even a trace of resentment, when facing Nue again, the boy stood in the cold night wind, knocked on the door, and called out to his brother with a smile on his face.

Gradually, the young man who claimed to be Xiu Yi took a place in his heart where he should have died.Nue has a heart, how appalling is it?

Then, one day, the increasingly weak boy asked such a question, suppressing a piercing cough.

"Will Xiu die in a while?" The black eyes looked at him ignorantly, full of water-colored fear.For disappearance, monsters always have a kind of instinctive panic, supporting their shape, truth or reason, if any one is destroyed, the monster will dissipate.

"No, no." Nue hugged him tightly, promising in a soft voice.Repeating it over and over again, I don't know who I am talking to.

No one can hurt you, I did, but I regret it.So from now on, no one can hurt you again.

"Kill them, and you will live." The two maids who were unconscious were brought before the young man.Nue stood beside the young man's sickbed, bent down and whispered in his ear: "If you can do it, kill them."

The young man clenched Nue's sleeves unconsciously, and Yubai's fingers rested on the black fabric, making him look even more slender.He bit his lower lip, almost whispering: "Yes, kill someone?"

Monsters shouldn't have an emotion called "pity", just like Nue should never be soft-hearted towards teenagers.But for teenagers, everything is taken for granted.

In the scent of Lan Naidi, there should be no smell of blood, this would be Chen Xiang's biggest flaw.Nue couldn't imagine how those hands were stained with blood, and he didn't want to see it, but he had to.

This is the only chance and the last chance.If you kill, you will live; if you abandon it, you will die.

I want to be happy forever with the young man who can be with me, but if I can only watch him weaken like this, why not——Ne's hands tucked into his sleeves, holding the fire pocket tightly.

It's better to just burn it out like this, let him remember this wisp of fragrance forever.

"Brother, I can't do it." The boy looked at him with pleading eyes, but all he got was silence.He was trembling all over, his eyes were red, but there were no tears for him to squander.

The young man said to Nue in a young voice: "Wake them up, okay?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a gentle cry, almost piercing into Nue's unreasonable heart.He couldn't refuse at all, so he could only wave his hands coldly to wake them up.To let them go, right?

Is that all?The kindness and simplicity that Nue loves most will be the culprit who killed the boy.If he could choose, Nue thought, he would not allow the boy to be polluted by the slightest bit of darkness, and he would not let him face such a cruel choice.

"I'm sorry." The young man let go of Nue's sleeves, as if he had made some important decision. With his expression of despair, the fragrance in the room became more intense.

Nue's hand holding Huozhezi began to tremble, must he go this far?

The maid who woke up met the boy's eyes.As if he lost his soul, there was only that thin figure in his eyes, staggering, he walked towards him: "My lord, how are you doing?"

Something in the air is weird.

"I'm in pain," the young man said slowly, word by word, accompanied by a slight cough, his eyes were full of despair, and the heart was broken upon seeing it.The scent of Lan Naidai became lingering and thin.

The maid's expression became erratic, and large tears fell down her cheeks to the ground.Who made him so sad?My heart hurts so much, I almost suffocate, who hurt such a beautiful adult?

"So, please go to die, die for me, okay?" Nue's eyes widened suddenly, and the smell of agarwood was slowly drawn away, and the emptiness of losing something made him lose his mind for a moment. The young man continued, his vibrato gradually weakened, but his influence did not weaken at all: "I need you all so much, so please die for me, okay?"

They answered in unison, the maids were completely unaware of how shocking their lord's request was.They walked to the table, smiled psychedelicly, and slammed their foreheads on the table. Even though the blood color outlined a large pattern on the ground, the pain was already unbearable, and they continued.

Empty eyes, until the lifeless body of the maid landed heavily, still locked at a certain point in the void.The young man seemed to be quite frightened by the situation in front of him, Nue frowned, and pulled him into his arms, wrapping his stiff arms around his back, injecting the vitality of the two people just now into the young man's body.

Flipping your fingers imperceptibly, Huozhezi has disappeared without a trace.

The boy was still trembling, the smell of agarwood was lighter than ever, but it was mournful, as if he was mourning for something that passed away.

Nue didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

"Hehehe..." Unexpectedly, the young man laughed briskly, leaning on Nue's arms, turning his head, his black eyes as deep as cold pools quietly looked at the two corpses on the ground, and there was no unbearable expression in his eyes. , no sadness, not even feigned mourning.

What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart. For some unwarranted wishes, ugly creatures like humans can really sacrifice everything.For a phantom like a flower in a mirror and a moon in the water, you can even give up your own life.

What Lan Nai Dai Xiang contains is such a deadly magic power.What everyone sees on him is just a shadow, like a moth in a flame, so it is not incomprehensible to die like this.

"Brother, am I doing well?" Smiling innocently and cruelly, the young man wrapped his arms around Nue's neck, slowly straightened up, forcing Nue to bend down until he pressed his soft lips on Nue's cheek superior.

Gently exhaling, the hot and humid breath caused Nue's face to blush -- at this moment, he was extremely grateful that under the cover of the fog, the young man could not see his shame.

The agarwood fragrance becomes rich and gradually intensifies, sweet and smooth.

Nue violently pushed the young man away, uncertain.Just now, he almost failed to maintain such a trace of clarity.Moist black eyes met Nue's inquisitive gaze, and then the boy slightly bent his eyes: "I'm sorry, brother, the fragrance was not restrained just now."

The sweet and seductive scent gradually dissipated, and the young man smiled again, the dimples on his cheeks were shallow, but they were a little coquettish.It's like a poppy, once you get close, you can't quit.It's not brotherly affection, it's just a false habit