It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Liyang woke up from the nightmare again, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, all the dead souls in the dream seemed to be tearing at his soul, he couldn't escape, and he had no reason to escape.

Chu Ci sat by the bed, holding his hand subconsciously, his shadow was reflected in his dark eyes, and he looked at him worriedly, "Liyang..."

Liyang's pupils were slack, and his eyes were red and he looked forward, and tears fell when he watched...

"Liyang, I'm here!"

Liyang suddenly laughed, and shed tears while laughing, and the tears could not be stopped no matter what.

Seeing his grief-stricken appearance, Chu Ci clutched his whole heart together. He stretched out his arms to hug this fragile and broken person full of scars, "I'll be with you."

Liyang was held in his arms, subconsciously clutching his skirt tightly, his throat choked up, unable to say a word, his eyes were full of bitter tears, the pain in his heart made him almost suffocate, and his whole body was choking. Trembling uncontrollably...

Chu Ci hugged this person tightly, trying his best to give him the greatest sense of security, "I will always be with you, don't be afraid."

Liyang cried until his headache was splitting, and he fell asleep in his arms until he was exhausted from crying.

Chu Ci looked at him distressedly, and raised his hand to gently wipe away his tears. He has always known the hurt in his heart, and he even knew that he dared not face Liqing because he hadn't recovered from that painful time. Stepping out, that bloody period of history became a knife piercing his heart, piercing his heart...

A tear fell on Liyang's hand...

History will pass, and I will accompany you through it.

This sleep felt like he had slept for a long time, and it didn't seem long. Liyang only knew that when he woke up, it was dark, and everything around him was also dark. He was trapped in the darkness, like an animal on the verge of drowning, Lonely and hopeless.

This feeling is the same as the days when he was Shen Junchao in the mortal world. At that time, he was blind, not only blind, but also weak and sick. Everyone thought that he would not live long. No one really liked him, and they all regarded him as a burden...

Suddenly a light came on in the dark room, the sudden light would be very dazzling, but he still subconsciously searched for the place where the light was shining——

Chu Ci lit the candles in the room one by one, and then walked towards him slowly among the thousands of lights.

Liyang watched him walking towards him with a full body of brilliance, his pupils constricted slightly, at that moment he seemed to have found the light that could support him, and under the light of this light, his broken heart was repairing itself bit by bit.

Chu Ci sat down beside him, reached out to touch his forehead naturally, and said softly: "You have a high fever and have been in a coma for several days. Let me see if the fever has subsided."

Li Yang turned her head to avoid his hand, subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly, and lowered her head, not daring to look at the person beside her.

He has already pretended to be someone in his heart, how can he fall in love with him again...

On his wrist was the red string tied by Si Nan himself, it was their agreement, he shouldn't have other thoughts about Chu Ci!

Chu Ci watched him dodge, his hands were frozen in the air, and the sadness in his eyes was gradually filling.He lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes, and retracted his hands as if nothing had happened, moved his lips, and finally remained silent.

The air in the room was so dull that it was very uncomfortable. After a long time, Liyang said hoarsely, "Where's Liqing?"

Chu Ci whispered: "He has returned to the Qilin Temple, he is fine...you don't have to worry."

Liyang took a deep breath and suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart. Now is not the time to deal with personal feelings. The former spy, he must find him out!

With firm eyes, he rolled over and got out of bed, "Didn't you say you want to investigate Chen Cheng and Chen Cheng? Hurry up."

Chu Ci grabbed his arm, "Your body is not fully recovered yet..."

Liyang stubbornly refused to look at the person behind him, "I'm fine."

Chu Ci looked at his back, his eyes were slightly red, "Liyang..."

Liyang said: "You should understand me, I'm not in the mood to talk about anything else except this matter, so don't try to persuade me."

Chu Ci's eyes dimmed when he heard the words, and the hand that pulled him slipped off his arm little by little, and finally his eyes froze, and he took his hand instead, with a firm determination in his deep voice, " This time I caught up... I can help you."

Li Yang turned sideways to look at the clasped hands, and pulled out his hands as if avoiding suspicion, with a hint of nervousness in his voice, he replied softly, "...um."

Chu Ci stared blankly at the empty hand, just lowered his head and said in a low mood, "You have a good rest", and hurriedly fled this place.

Liyang was the only person left in the empty room. He sat down at the table wearily, poured several glasses of water one after another, and then shook off Chu Ci's lost look just now from his mind.

From estrus to courtesy, this is their way of getting along, and he shouldn't think about anything else.He lightly stroked the bright red rope on his wrist, Sinan...

If I find you, I will beat you up!

Li Yang sat at the table until the sky was bright, then got up and changed clothes, just stepped out of the door and subconsciously glanced at the opposite door.

The door of Chu Ci's room was closed, and he didn't know if he had woken up... But, this was obviously not something he should care about.

He was about to step out of the courtyard, but saw Bailu push the door out of Chuci's room, holding a stack of heavy books in his hands.

Seeing that someone who had been terminally ill was alive and kicking again today, Bailu raised his voice and shouted, "Hello."

Liyang said: "Why are you here?"

Bailu walked up to him holding the booklet, "Are you cured? It's a good thing you didn't burn your brain out."

Liyang couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Are you unhappy when I recover?"

Bailu walked out of the courtyard with the book in his arms, "How can it be, it's better if you recover from your illness, or Xingjun will have to take care of you."

Liyang paused when he heard the footsteps, and coughed uncomfortably.Bailu looked back at him dissatisfied and said: "Your boy specified that you burned high incense in your previous life, or else there was green smoke rising from the ancestral grave, which made Xingjun treat you so well."

Liyang's eyes were a little dodged, not wanting him to continue to be entangled in this matter, so he quickly changed the subject, "Why did you come out of Chu... Xingjun's room?"

Bai Lu raised his footsteps and continued to walk forward, "Why else, I have to organize the books in Xingjun's room for him every month, or his bedroom would have been full of books."

Liyang asked curiously, "Where did he get so many books?"

Bailu said: "Some of them were collected by himself, and some were taken from several study rooms in the Tiangong. Anyway, I see that they are basically records of history or the origin and development of such-and-such things. I don’t know how Xingjun can see it.”