God, he quietly likes this seat

A gentleman is like jade.

The bright moon is like a bow.

Under the scorching red clothes, there is a pride that should never be bent.

As if a shower was coming, the sky suddenly darkened.The water droplets that were scattered at the beginning gradually became finer and denser, and connected into lines and nets, splicing the heaven and the earth into one.

There is a clear stream rippling and flowing by the side, with swaying light waves.The raindrops fell there, at first they were light and restrained ripples, and later, they were waves declaring sovereignty.

The fish in the spring also panicked and hid, flicking their tails and sinking to the bottom of the water.

The overwhelming gust of wind between the vines vowed to destroy everything, and the surrounding petals also fell all over the field, rolling miserably into the mud, branding the earth with a three-point spring for no reason.

A crabapple in a vine swayed and trembled in the violent storm, as if it wanted to show weakness or surrender, but no matter what, it couldn't escape the impact of the wind and rain. Every time it avoided it, it shrank back quickly Falling back down hard.

Those affections that have been properly preserved and deeply buried for many years, those fragility and heart that have never seen the light of day, are now washed out by the heavy rain to reveal a clear outline. Looking carefully, each vein has already been traced. follow.

The cold sandalwood breath was mixed with a special affection, Chaoyan Huaizhou rushed towards him, the only thing he could respond to was to tightly lock the clear and moist jade in his hands.

Whether it is bestowing or repaying, it seems to have come too late, and it seems to be just right.

For this moment, he has probably been waiting his whole life...for so long.

The black clouds rolled in the sky, ravaged and wrapped several muffled thunders that could barely make a sound. It sounded like a suppressed whimper, which kept ringing in the ears, and then slowly and silently disappeared.

The most beautiful scenery in the world is this.Overturn the world and embrace the sun and the moon.

The heavy rain became more and more torrential, hitting the originally cold and hard rocks, finally sparking a thunder and lightning like an earth cracking and landslide.All debts and unwillingness, right and wrong, right and wrong, all turned into a phantom in the fierce passing wind.

The begonia is just blooming, and the fragrance is undercurrent.

Ting Lan sips in a low voice, free and easy.

——Thousands of turns, lingering and full of trees and fallen flowers.

……

In the end, I don't know whether he fell asleep or passed out. When Zhong Ling woke up from the daze, his whole body was exhausted, and he felt a sharp pain like every inch of bone and every meridian was falling apart.

He was already used to the pain.He has practiced for several years, went up to the sea of ​​fire and down to the mountain of swords, how much suffering he has suffered, how much blood he has shed, and how many injuries he has suffered, even he himself can't count.

Even if the sharp edge of a sword pierced through him, or the sharp frost and snow pierced his heart, he would not even move his brows, and no one had ever heard him cry out that it hurts.

He has always been silent.

But this time is different.

When the scorching fire burned out his reason and returned to his position, the whistling wind in his ears quietly dissipated, and the silence returned to his side.But the absurd mess and the miserable falling flowers everywhere in front of his eyes reminded him of the unspeakable boundary he had crossed.

Although his consciousness was not very clear not long ago, his memory was not missing at all.Zhong Ling clearly remembered what he had done.

He asked himself to be cautious and self-restraining, calm and self-restraining, whether it was indifference or forbearance, he had never let himself fall into such a situation where he was caught off guard and had nowhere to hide.

Those blushing memories made him feel ashamed and ashamed.

He was really ashamed to face Yan Huaizhou again, but he didn't know what to do to make it up, he just hurriedly picked up the scattered clothes and wanted to put them on while he fell asleep.

"Where?"

Yan Huaizhou's lazy voice sounded from behind.He didn't sleep deeply, and when Zhong Ling moved, he woke up. At this time, he stretched out his arms slightly, and wrapped Zhong Ling's whole body back into his arms again.

Zhong Ling only had time to wrap a coat indiscriminately, and shook his head in his arms. The loose black hair covered half of his slightly pale side face, and Yan Huaizhou couldn't see his expression clearly.

After a while, he whispered, "Let go."

Yan Huaizhou didn't take it seriously, but tightened his arms even tighter.

"It's not what a gentleman does. A Ling, you need to be responsible to me."

Zhong Ling could not wait to find a crack in the ground and forget it, so he said vaguely, "Who will be responsible for you."

Yan Huaizhou said boldly: "The one who kept hugging me, crying and begging, and told me 'brother, take it easy', will be responsible for me."

He...he dared to tell him these nonsense words!

Zhong Ling's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, his head was dazed, and he said stiffly: "I didn't say anything."

Yan Huaizhou fondled his neck like a punishment: "Why, you forgot so soon?"

Zhong Ling was shivered by his touch, and tried to keep a straight face and said, "Don't touch me."

It's just that the command lacked energy, and the momentum was too weak, as if it was about to refuse but still welcome.

"I want to touch."

Yan Huaizhou turned over, touched Zhong Ling's forehead, and looked at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"A Ling, don't you think it's too late to talk about this now?"

"With this skill, why don't you think about it carefully, should you kill me now, or just let me go?"

Seeing Zhong Ling bit his lip and refused to answer, he suppressed a smile and tried his best to sell himself to him: "I will be a good Taoist companion."

"I don't need to talk about the appearance, and the cultivation base is also good, and it will never hold you back. Physical strength - you have tried it just now."

"A Ling, to be honest, we are really a match made in heaven, we couldn't be more suitable. Are you tempted?"

Zhong Ling didn't talk to him, nor did he answer his questions. He just slightly turned his eyes to avoid his gaze, and said in a muffled voice, "Since you've already left, why are you coming back?"

Yan Huaizhou smiled all over his face: "Of course I'm coming back. Without you, I have nowhere to go."

Zhong Ling snorted coldly: "Why, come back and wait for me to plot against you?"

Yan Huaizhou choked, and rubbed his cheek flatteringly: "The life was yours before, but now the person is yours too. You can do whatever you want, I am willing."

Zhong Ling remained silent, so he stopped joking, held Zhong Ling's face to make him turn his head to look at him, and said seriously: "A Ling, I shouldn't have left, it was my mistake."

"I shouldn't be so angry that I can't hold back and make you sad. I assure you, there will be no next time. Whether you want to beat or punish, I have no complaints."

Zhong Ling refused to look at him, but only stared at the tip of his nose: "I dare not punish you. If you say turn your back on it, turn it on, I can't even stop it."

Yan Huaizhou persuaded: "Why can't I stop it. That's all my bragging, your cloud-covering hand is the best."

He leaned over and pried open Zhong Ling's lips with ease, and blocked all his remaining words.

After a long time, he raised his head, looked into Zhong Ling's eyes, and said childishly, "A Ling, this is our first time, don't quarrel, it's unlucky."

Then he said, "A Ling, I'm so happy."

Zhong Ling was so dazed by his unreasonable kiss that he really wanted to kick him hard and kick him off his body.

I want to kick, but I can't.low back pain.

Forget it.

It's just that he wanted to forget it, but Yan Huaizhou refused to let him go, relentlessly pestered him and asked: "You really don't remember what happened just now, what you said?"

Zhong Ling rolled his eyes angrily: "Forgot."

Yan Huaizhou was aggressive: "If you forget it, I don't mind reviewing it for you again."

He rested his fingertips on the hem of Zhong Ling's clothes that had been wrapped up indiscriminately, and smiled wryly.

"You answer me after you think about it, really forgot?"

Zhong Ling waved his hand away with a palm, only to feel that all the face in this life was lost today.He didn't want to admit it, but he was afraid that Yan Huaizhou would come and tear his clothes again, after a long time, he whispered like a mosquito: "I haven't forgotten. It's alright."

All these changes happened so fast that he was caught off guard, but he had to admit what he had done, and he couldn't solve the problem by avoiding it.

Now there is only one last road left, it depends on whether Yan Huaizhou is willing to leave.

There are some things that I don’t say today, I’m afraid there will be no chance in the future, no matter what the result is, he will admit it.

Zhong Ling adjusted his mentality, clenched his hands into full fists, and took the initiative to speak to Yan Huaizhou: "I have something to tell you."

Yan Huaizhou immediately asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Do you remember, you once asked me. Ask me why I practice so hard and refuse to waste a single minute, what is the reason for it?"

Yan Huaizhou didn't know why he suddenly brought up this irrelevant topic, but Zhong Ling always had his intentions.

He nodded: "I remember."

"I told you then that this is my secret. Today, I plan to tell you this secret."

Zhong Ling's voice was slow and deep: "I am for the sake of the common people, and I also want to stick to the righteous way. But the most important thing is that I want to be able...to control you."

He fixedly looked at Yan Huaizhou's stunned face, and finished what he wanted to say in one breath: "Since the first time we met as a teacher, I knew that I am not as good as you. I am not as talented as you, and my understanding is not as good as you. You learn everything faster than me, and your luck is much better than mine every time. I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with you, but I am not smart enough, so I can only think of such a way that hard work can make up for one's weakness."

"You don't stick to the worldly principles, you don't know the difference between good and evil, and you just want to follow your own temper in everything. I thought that as long as I worked hard enough, I could keep you firmly and stay by my side. Don't go the wrong way. Don't do something we all regret. But what happened afterwards, I can't do anything about it."

Maybe it was because of all his life's courage, he held his breath and asked word by word: "I never want to force you. But today, can you tell me, can you still give to yourself and us? A room to turn back?"

Eyes met, Yan Huaizhou was defeated by his gaze.

"The blood feud has been avenged, and the grievances and grievances are gone. The past is in the past."

He sighed lowly, and put his hands on Zhong Ling's shoulders: "But I am determined to get the Yaotai mirror. I can wait, but I can't wait too long."

"You promised that if you have a chance to make amends, you will do your best with me. Does it still count?"

Zhong Ling didn't even think about it: "Of course it counts."

The person hugging him rested his chin on top of his head, with a completely docile attitude between his brows and eyes.

"I will listen to whatever you say in the future. Ah Ling, you believe in me, I will treat you well."

Zhong Ling seemed to have considered it seriously for a long time before he lowered his head and said quickly, "Okay."

Yan Huaizhou didn't notice the tears welling up in his eyes.

Because Zhong Ling had already closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and threw himself on his arms.

Destined to be his.It should be his.

Maybe in one life he owed him so that he couldn't escape like this.

admit it.