Dressed as a sick beauty

Wen Qiushi? He slept all day during the day, and after lying down at night, he fell into a drowsy sleep, unconscious.

Waking up in a daze, he heard the word "Wen Yu" coming from his ear, wondering who had made a mistake again, and when he opened his eyes, he accidentally discovered that it was Gu Moze.

When Gu Moze saw him wake up, he didn't blushed and his heart didn't hurt, he called him again with a happy face.

"Wen Yu."

Call Wen Yu to him?

Ah, it turned out that he was regarded as Wen Yu.

When I heard Qiu, I suddenly realized, thought, and the reflection of Gu Moze in front of the water mirror, and a picture appeared in my mind-the dead of night, Gu Xiaoshi stared at the sleeping face of the master's substitute, and couldn't help it for a while, secretly Call the real master's name to the substitute to express the pain of lovesickness.

Wen Qiushi? Heart said: Tears!Tears!

This? The emotions are earth-shattering.

Perhaps because of the similar talisman skills, there are quite a few people around who think of him as Wen Yu, Wen Qiushi? It's no surprise, but Gu Moze is like this? He never expected it, it's really hidden? It's too deep.

If it wasn't for grabbing Gu Moze's braid tonight, I don't know how long he would be deceived.

It seemed that it was going to rain outside the window, the strong wind was blowing loudly, the lamp was shaking, and was blown out suddenly.

boom!

The windows were closed to block out the sound of wind and rain from outside.

The room was silent, Wen Qiushi was still lying on the bed, with his head close to the edge of the bed, Gu Moze was standing by the bed, leaning over to look at him, his face was in his line of sight.

Wen Qiushi? The corners of his eyes are slightly closed.

As soon as his stand-in words fell, Gu Moze hadn't reacted yet. His dark and deep eyes were dazed. The surrounding light was dim, and the long eyelashes were clearly visible. The mouth pressed by his fingers was very sharp. Good looking, thin and cool.

Wen Qiushi's hand, which blocked his words, ran down his slender neck, grabbed Gu Moze's collar with his fingers, and pulled him down.

"You also think I'm Wen Yu?"

If so? It makes sense.

Gu Moze hated the original owner, and would only clap his hands when he guessed that someone would take over the house. As for who the soul of the replacement is, it doesn't matter to Gu Moze. Obviously? Unusual.

Stare at him closely, almost inseparable.

Surround him anytime, anywhere, as if he is the center of the world.

Wen Qiushi? Didn't come across this kind of situation? Maybe it was influenced by the original novel, or something else. He subconsciously treated the protagonist who revolved around him carefully, worried that he would accidentally destroy the other's world and cause a catastrophe.

Now, I am enlightened once in a while.

Gu Moze was not that fragile, he was very sober, and he was used as Wen Yu's substitute.

When Wen Qiu was angry, he also had doubts in his heart.

When Wen Yu passed away ten years ago, Gu Moze was only seven or eight years old, what kind of earth-shattering feelings could make his heart miss him for so many years, and even found him.

Grabbing Gu Moze's collar and pulling it down, Wen Qiu glared at him and couldn't help but say vulgar words.

"go to hell!"

Gu Moze: "..."

The hand pulling the collar didn't have much strength, so Gu Moze bent over and lowered himself a bit, his blank eyes turned into deep shock, and his expression froze.

"Uncle, you misunderstood, I never regarded you as Wen Yu!"

He is different from Wen Qiushi's old friends. He has never even seen Wen Yu's face, and he is the least likely to look for the shadow of the past in Wen Qiushi's body.

Wen Qiushi? How could he believe it? He showed ironclad evidence: "You secretly called me Wen Yu while I was sleeping."

"not me......"

Gu Moze hurriedly explained, but he swallowed the words helplessly. If he wanted to explain, he had to make his uncle realize that he was Wen Yu. If he didn't explain, his uncle would definitely misunderstand him.

Gu Moze frowned, racking his brains to think of a way to break the situation.

The collar was loosened, and Wen Qiu turned over under the skin under his eyes, hooked his hand over the quilt, and completely covered his thin figure, and his head also got into the quilt, leaving only one hand for him to see. The slender, white fingers flicked outward.

"Sleep, go out."

Gu Moze didn't move, and held the swinging jade hand, "Uncle, didn't you ask me for the soul-hunting pearl? When we return to Tianzong, I will put the soul-hunting pearl back to its original place."

"Oh, up to you."

Wen Qiushi's muffled voice came from under the bed, and with all his strength, he withdrew his held hand back.

Gu Moze's expression changed.

"Uncle Master..."

"go out!"

The corners of Gu Moze's mouth were pursed into a line, his hands in a half-clasped posture were empty, his eyes fell on the protruding figure between the quilts, his eyes were gloomy.

After a long while, he curled up his long fingers and lowered his hand, "Master, rest first, I'm outside,"

Wen Qiushi? Hearing this, the other party seemed to be speaking to his ear through the quilt. His breath was almost soaking in. There was some movement from the side of his head. When he hurriedly pressed the corner of the quilt, he left. Footsteps sounded.

With a "squeak", the room fell into silence.

For a moment, Wen Qiu poked his head out, looked to the left with his messy black hair, and saw the book that had fallen on the ground before.

hateful.

Everyone? Treat him as smelly.

"When I get the Tianzhuan pen, I will go alone and enjoy myself, and I will find whomever I want to be Wen Yu!"

There was the patter of rain outside, and the study room was brightly lit.

Yu Chenyan sat in front of the nanmu desk, with his hair tied up in a beautiful crown. He picked up the note he had just read with his slender hands and threw it aside. Zhang Zou Tie.

In the middle of the night, all the memorials and posts were read seven or eighty-eight.

The chief manager of Anfu estimated the time, tiptoed into the room, changed to hot tea, glanced at the figure with his forehead closed in front of the desk, and went out carefully on tiptoe.

At this time of the night, the domain master would sleep lightly for a while, just like a custom.

Yu Chenyan didn't fall asleep.

In the past, light sleep was easy and easy at this time, and it was the most relaxing moment for him, but tonight, near this time, his mind was in a mess, what was piled up in a mess, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

He was left in the Holy Palace during the battle against demons in the Meteor Valley, and could only hear bad news one after another, until finally the sky in the Northern Territory collapsed, and then all of them fell on him, crushing him. He couldn't breathe.

His mother suffered a great blow, and she often accompanied the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp ever since.

As for Wen Yu, he came back covered in blood. Since then, the little crow standing on his shoulders has disappeared, and the smile on his face has also disappeared.

What happened in the Meteor Valley and how his father died, Yu Chenyan could only hear about it from other people, but at that time, the few mothers and Wen Yu who were present at the scene, Yu Chenyan didn't want to make them sad, so he kept his mouth shut. language.

Until yesterday, he learned the truth about his father's death from A Niang.

Throughout the day, my heart felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on me.

Yu Chenyan tilted his head, his eyes fell on the empty desk.

Many years ago, when the Northern Territory was the most turbulent, there was a night lamp in the study, which shone from dark to dawn, and the memorial notes sent from all over the world during the day were piled up like a mountain, and the large desk could not fit. It's full.

Every night, Wen Yu would sit by the writing table, first teaching him how to deal with the affairs of the Northern Territory, and then watching him by the side, occasionally talking about something.

At that time? As soon as he tilted his head, he could see the man immersed in the lamplight, with long black eyelashes raised, and a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes underneath, which was really beautiful.

But Wen Yu's gaze was cold.

Sharp and sharp, like a sharp blade that cannot be warmed.

Even though he was extremely restrained when facing him, he couldn't hide the coldness in his bones.

Yu Chenyan could only ignore it as best he could.In fact, he could only ignore it. At that time, he was surrounded by countless memorials every night, and he felt dizzy when he saw the door. vomit.

After a long time, I feel extremely bad.

When he was about to erupt, he saw Wen Yu falling asleep with his pillow on the desk.

The light fell on the young man's fair cheeks, and a few strands of blue hair hung messily from his shoulders. He seemed to have not rested for a long time, or was subconsciously nervous. Even in his sleep, his brows were furrowed, and his slender and beautiful fingers were tightly curled up.

Yu Chenyan hadn't looked at him so carefully for a long time, and after a moment of silence, he lightly took out a fox fur and covered the boy quietly.

His strength was extremely light, but he still woke up the opponent.

At that time, Yu Chenyan realized how uneasy the young man beside him was, and even the slightest disturbance could make him tense up as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Yu Chenyan suddenly remembered.

Ah Wen is only two or three years older than him.

He could stay in the safe place of the Holy Palace every day, read the memorials at night, and still be able to rest during the day.Wen Yu couldn't, he had to teach him how to deal with affairs at night, and he had to deal with all those with evil intentions inside and outside the Northern Territory during the day.

There can be no moment of rest, no slack.

From then on, Yu Chenyan was more active than anyone else in reading the notes. He took advantage of hearing that Yu Bai was out of the palace, and did not listen to his words to rest. Instead, he began to learn to start other things, only in the middle of the night, hard pulling Wen Yu slept luxuriously for half an hour.

He wants to grow up as soon as possible, and together with Wen Yu, he will support the Northern Territory that is about to collapse.

But in the end, Beiyu got better, but he and Wen Yu were different from what they had imagined? They went further and further apart.

Yu Chenyan raised his hand, staring at a certain direction, and stretched out his palm uncontrollably until his fingertips were empty. He couldn't touch anything, and when he was empty, he suddenly retracted like a fire.

"Anfu!" Yu Chenyan got up and shouted out with a sullen face.

"Slaves are here!" The chief executive who was waiting outside immediately pushed open the door, and rushed into the study like burning his buttocks.

He looked up at the man with the crown standing behind his hands, and was about to speak when he heard the domain master say in a deep voice, "Take a bath."

"Has the domain master gone to bed, slave? Let's get ready," An Fu was puzzled. Normally, the domain master would not rest at this time, and there was no need for him to speak up about such things as taking a bath.

Doubts are doubts, the chief executive was about to take the order to retreat, but the next moment, he was stopped.

"Don't sleep, just take a shower and change clothes,"

Yu Chenyan raised his sleeves, looked left and right, then lowered his head to look at his robe, "Go and prepare some clothes that match me, I want to dress."

An Fu was stunned for a moment, confused: "Master, what kind of pretense are you wearing in the middle of the night?"

When the words fell, he was stared at.

"Noisy."

Yu Chenyan turned the life of Elder Tianzong Wen upside down, and found that the turning point of Guikuya, Wen Qiushi? He knew all the movements after he came to Lanyue City, and he vaguely understood why Chu Baiyue stopped him not long ago. His.

If the guess is correct, Wen Yu doesn't remember the past, like a blank sheet of paper, he can't rashly add the past to him.

Yu Chenyan figured everything out, thinking about the night before, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

At that time, he was still in shock, and he only wanted to hold him firmly to his side. His expression was gloomy, and he must have left a very bad first impression on Ah Wen.

Think again about Chu Baiyue's caring and considerate appearance at that time.

boom!

Yu Chenyan's palm landed on the writing desk, his face turned blue and red.

The chief steward trembled in fright, and almost knelt down, and then he heard the domain master muttering in a low voice: "He has never seen me growing up, so I need to dress up a bit better."

An Fu: "?"

Who is he?

The night rain was getting heavier and heavier. Wen Qiushi yawned. Hearing the sound of rain outside, he tilted his head and looked at the figure in the corridor.

He pursed his lips.

Humph.

Wen Qiushi lit a candle, went back to the bed, and picked up the book before he fell asleep within two pages.

"A Grain of Acacia in the Red Dust? Beans"

He didn't buy the storybook, but Jia Tang found out that he was reading the scriptures of the master of the talisman. He regarded him as a kindred spirit and strongly recommended it to him, "Master, this book made me cry! It's so tragic, can you?" have a look."

Wen Qiushi glanced at it, it was a purely fabricated fan art.

In fact, he doesn't really like to read story books. He reads Wen Yu's stories to learn more about them, and what he reads are half biographies, with both true and false story books, such as the famous "Seven Others", Wen Qiushi? I've read it over and over again, it's so true.

But Jia Tang couldn't help saying and stuffed it to him: "Master, prepare the silk handkerchief, and find a place where no one is watching quietly, so as not to be seen and cry."

Wen Qiushi? Suddenly? He snorted: "A majestic seven-foot man, can he cry at the sight of something? Stupid apprentice, don't judge others by yourself. Master, I am not someone who will cry easily."

The candlelight fell on the cover, and I imagined how Jia Tang looked crying under the quilt after reading it.

Wen Qiushi shook his head in disgust, and flipped through the script.

Is there such a thing? Apprentice, he feels sorry and ashamed, even reading a fabricated and false script? Can...

"Wow-"

At night, the wind and rain drifted into the corridor, Gu Moze leaned against the pillar, his body was wet by the rain.

His eyes fell obliquely on the "closed door", and the dark eyes reflected the warm light. After a long while, the eyelids drooped, and his expression showed a look of loneliness.

The uncle ignored him...

Gu Moze struggled in his heart. He didn't want Wen Qiu to think that he was a substitute for Wen Yu, but if he told the truth, it would be Wen Yu's heartbroken lost things in the past and the battle against demons. It may not be a good thing to remember.

Since the uncle intends to forget, why bother to pick everything apart.

What's more, let Wen Qiushi? Recalling the past, Gu Moze refused ten thousand times out of ten.

Gu Moze thought stubbornly.

A person's heart is only so big. Now when it is empty, he can occupy a large position, but when other things come in, his position will continue to shrink. In the end, people who are more important than him Or something, too many.

Gu Moze's eyes were cold, and he was determined to keep his mouth shut, but the next moment, he heard faint sobs coming from the room.

Gu Moze's mind was shocked, and his cold and ruthless expression changed instantly.

Master is there? Are you crying?

"Wow,"

There was another muffled whine. Fortunately, the people inside? tried their best to suppress their crying, but because they were too sad, the effect was minimal.

Gu Moze's mind boomed, and he pushed the door regardless? He entered the room.

Because he misunderstood that he was Wen Yu's stand-in, and his uncle was wronged and sad to such an extent, he still wanted to continue to hide the truth from his uncle, even if he misunderstood him, he would not tell the truth.

Gu Moze blamed himself, seeing the thin figure curled up in the blanket shrugging behind the screen, his heart was pierced even more.

"Uncle Master," Gu Moze approached softly, stretching out his hand to his trembling thin shoulders.

At this moment, Wen Qiu raised his head.

He had a pair of red eyes, long eyelashes with drops of water, his fair cheeks were wet with tears, and a few strands of black hair stuck to his neck disorderly.

Gu Moze froze in place, a surge of regret rushing straight into his heart.

...He actually made Master Uncle so sad?

"Uncle, don't cry, it's my fault," Gu Moze's voice was a bit difficult, and he raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops in his eyes, but Wen Qiushi suddenly moved, held his hand, and buried his face in his loose sleeve.

I cried so much that I even hiccupped.

"Sad, sad."

Gu Moze couldn't stand this scene, if it wasn't for him who caused Qiu Shi to be so sad? He would have left no bones left. Now even if it was him, he still had the idea of ​​self-destruction.

He pulled up Wen Qiu who was lying on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, half-embraced her in his arms, inserted his slender fingers into the soft black hair, and rubbed the back of his head.

"It's my fault, Uncle Master,"

Gu Moze paused, and said frankly: "Actually, Uncle Master is Wen Yu, but I don't remember it."

After his words fell, the young man in his arms choked up, crying until he was dazed, Gu Moze repeated it in a soft voice.

Wen Qiu was completely immersed in his own world, as if he couldn't listen, and buried his cheek in the crook of his neck.

"It's so tragic."

Gu Moze subconsciously said: "There is no sadness."

He shook his head and sighed, "Sad, really sad."

Gu Moze frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong, "Master, why are you so sad?"

After the words fell, the person in his arms moved, and he found out from the bed that Gu Moze had just seen the script "A Grain of Love in the World of Love? Bean".

"The misfortune and the moon on the tree are sad!"

The young man's voice was filled with infinite sorrow.

Gu Moze was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, remembering who "Woe" and "Moon on the Tree" were, his expression instantly collapsed.

And Wen Qiushi? Pointing at the ending, as if wanting him to feel great sadness too, Gu Moze looked gloomy and coldly swept away, seeing the last line of words.

——You and I have no debts, and the rest of our lives will be safe for each other.

Wen Qiushi's teary eyes: "Look, I'm so sad."

Gu Moze who answered him raised the corners of his lips, unexpectedly? It was rare to laugh out loud, "Good ending."

Wen Qiushi hiccupped and looked at him in disbelief.

"?"

Gu Moze, do you have no heart?