chance world

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The night before the agreed departure date, Ding Qiyu helped Master Huai pack up all the things related to Jiqiao. When he returned to the room, it was already dark, but there was no one in the room. Could it be that Zhuyi went to the waterfall pool again tonight?Ding Qiyu and Le Zhuyi didn't go to the night party by the waterfall pool because they were busy going out of the valley in the past few days.

Ding Qiyu thought so, his legs reacted faster than his brain, and he walked directly to the waterfall pool. When he arrived, he found that Zhuyi was not sitting on the boulder, but was practicing Qianling Lihuo in the open space beside the pool.Zhu Yi was wearing the only crimson dress that Aunt Yu gave her, which was dyed with the stamens of Dan Ming in the Wuming Valley, and it was the color that matched Zhu Yi the most.

Ding Qiyu looked at the man dancing the long whip alone under the waning moon, and remembered the startling glance at Chi Ni when he first saw him, the graceful Aya Dance on New Year's Eve, the dim warm light in the hot spring pool, and the thought of shielding himself from arrows. The beautiful shadow of the rain reminds me of the deep affection of Guli's sword and whip.

Dazed in a daze, something was thrown towards him, and Ding Qiyu subconsciously caught it. It was his own Wuchang sword.The man under the moon raised his long whip, smiled sweetly at himself, and said domineeringly: "Little carpenter, let's go together!" It was a true brightness that I hadn't seen for many days...

Ding Qiyu's heart trembled, without any hesitation, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and threw away the scabbard casually. The impermanent sword stretched out in the form of a long sword, and raised the corners of his mouth, and replied heartily: "Here we come!" Joining Zhuyi made this solo dance a fusion of hearts between the two without any words.

The rhythm of the long whip is relaxed, and the long sword is unpredictable. One controls a large-scale battle situation, and the other takes into account both offense and defense. While protecting the people around him, it also gives the opponent unexpected counterattacks.The figures of the two are inseparable. When Qianling Lihuo slashed out, it was a flesh-eating weapon, but when it was retracted and intertwined with the Wuchang sword, it completely restrained the softness of its teeth and claws; Wuchang When the sword attacks the enemy's weakness, it is a nightmare that kills and locks the soul, but when guarding the offensive with the long whip, it becomes an insurmountable frontier.Every move is smooth and smooth, without any flaws. The two people who already have the same heart have brought its power to the extreme. Under the majestic momentum, there is a lingering tenderness.

After practicing a set of hearty exercises, the two of them once again forgot the shackles of reason and reality at the same time. This time, Ding Qiyu directly threw away the impermanence sword in his hand. With a free and easy smile, he raised his head and shouted at the night sky: "Cool! Haha!"

The smile on Le Zhuyi's lips deepened, and she casually dropped the Qianling Lihuo in her hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Well, it's really enjoyable." After speaking, she turned and stood in front of Ding Qiyu, and said like a joke, "It's the last practice. It might be useful tomorrow. Then, little carpenter, don't hold me back."

It's the last night... Ding Qiyu lowered his head and silently looked at Zhu Yi in front of him, there was no hidden emotion in his eyes, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

Le Zhuyi didn't evade, didn't dodge, and there was no smile on her lips either. She met Ding Qiyu's gaze with her beautiful eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, and she unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes .

Ding Qiyu felt a pain in his heart, and the impulsiveness finally devoured the reason she had been struggling to maintain. He reached out and hugged Zhu Yi, bent down and hugged her horizontally, and said, holding back his sobs: "Tonight, let me hug you again. Come back." After saying that, he stepped up and walked back.

Le Zhuyi didn't speak or struggle, she fell into Ding Qiyu's warm embrace, tears flowed down her eyes in an instant, a soft whimper almost escaped from her throat, her hands unconsciously clutched Ding Qiyu's skirt , closed her eyes and leaned into this hug she was greedy for.

Ding Qiyu hugged Zhuyi all the way back to the house, carefully placed Zhuyi on the bed, and was about to get up, but Zhuyi put his arms around his neck. Ding Qiyu didn't expect Zhuyi to hug him, and was dragged by her strength for a while. Pounced on her, threw her on the bed, Zhuyi raised her head, her pink lips were printed on her, before Ding Qiyu could react, Zhuyi's fragrant tongue had already stumbled into her mouth, With timidity, with unfamiliarity, and without hesitation, he touched his own tongue.

Ding Qiyu's breathing was stagnant, the person in front of him closed his eyes, and there were still light tears on his face, just like that night, he waited hard and clumsily for his response... Ding Qiyu looked at the trembling eyelashes, feeling distressed and impulsive. The reluctance drove her body to react faster than her thoughts, and hugged Zhuyi tightly, as if she wanted to melt the love and grief that had been accumulated for several days in this warmth.

At this moment, the breathing and heartbeat of the two finally merged together, the crystal eyes of Le Zhuyi slipped into her long hair, and a drop of tear dripped from Ding Qiyu's eyelashes, which just happened to fall on Le Zhuyi's side face At the tear stain, it slid down along that tear stain, merged with Zhuyi's tears, and also disappeared on her temples.

During the extreme lingering, Ding Qiyu only felt a pain in the tip of his tongue, and the smell of blood immediately diffused in their mouths.Le Zhuyi opened his eyes, gently pushed Ding Qiyu's chest, separated from Ding Qiyu a little, with Ding Qiyu's blood on his lips, stretched out his fingers to Ding Qiyu's shoulder, looked at the eyes that were close at hand with tearful eyes, and said softly He said: "Here, the scars on your arms, tongue, and even your forehead. Every wound on the little carpenter's body is caused by me, Le Zhuyi, and it's all traces of Le Zhuyi!" His voice was already trembling, Putting his hands around Ding Qiyu's neck again, he continued to tremble stubbornly, "In this way, you will never forget me..."

In fact, Le Zhuyi can feel that the little carpenter also has her in his heart, but the little carpenter chose Miss Fu between her and Miss Fu. Le Zhuyi can't restrain Ding Qiyu from pursuing the person he likes. But she really couldn't resist the deep affection, and she kept a little possessive selfishness. She only hoped that after many years, Ding Qiyu would be able to see through the scars left by these accidents, and remember that she was once a "little carpenter". Le Zhuyi's little carpenter.

Ding Qiyu, who was bleeding at the corner of his mouth, heard what she said, the pain nowhere was as painful as the pain in his heart. He had already burst into tears, and the hands hugging Zhuyi's back were so hard that his knuckles turned white. He whispered in his ear: "No... the little carpenter will never forget Zhuyi... I won't forget you..."

Although it was just a verbal promise or two, it could somewhat comfort Le Zhuyi's heart of having nowhere to rely on.The tear-stained face was completely buried in the side of Ding Qiyu's neck, weeping quietly on the side of Ding Qiyu's neck, and Ding Qiyu also accompanied her in silent sentiment.It's a pity, no matter how uncomfortable and sad the two are, there is nothing they can do, they can only let the little time left in their embrace slip away bit by bit.

After an unknown amount of time, Le Zhuyi's sobs gradually subsided, she raised her head and looked at the person in front of her and asked, "Tonight, can you hug me and rest again?"

With a tone of grievance in anticipation, every word fell on Ding Qiyu's heart, how could Ding Qiyu have the heart to refuse?She stood up with Zhu Yi in her arms, wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly to the person in her arms, "Okay. I'll fetch water."

Le Zhuyi pursed her lips, nodded slightly, and then let go of Ding Qiyu's arms and came out of her arms.

Just like when Le Zhuyi just woke up, Ding Qiyu took over all the work of taking care of her, and Le Zhuyi obediently enjoyed Ding Qiyu's loving care.

Ding Qiyu carefully wiped the tears on Zhuyi's face with a warm facecloth. Zhuyi stared at her intently with her red eyes open. In addition to the radiant autumn water in her eyes, there was more thick When it came to the unresolved reluctance, the reluctance in Ding Qiyu's heart became stronger and stronger.

They all knew how sweet and warm it was tonight, and how heartbroken parting was, but both of them chose to drink poison to quench their thirst, and fly moths to the flame.Ding Qiyu held Zhuyi completely at the tip of his heart to take care of him. After tidying up everything, Ding Qiyu blew on the lamp on the table and carried Zhuyi to his usual resting place. He also took off his shoes and went to bed, hugging Zhuyi sideways , leaning against her forehead and said softly: "I'm holding you." Ding Qiyu gently pressed Zhuyi into his arms, with a slight smile on his lips, looking at the window where the moonlight was shining, he held it tight. With a brisk tone, he began to tell a bedtime story, "Tonight's story did not take place in the turbulent rivers and lakes, but in a paradise, um... the paradise refers to the hidden world like Wuminggu. The place……"

Ding Qiyu told Zhuyi one story after another at a volume that only the person in his arms could hear clearly, interspersed with beautiful little tunes, as if he had committed a stubborn problem, wishing to tell all the stories he knew It's okay for Zhuyi to listen to.Zhuyi listened quietly, not intending to stop her, and occasionally asked a small question or two.

The two cuddled each other like this, talking in whispers between Liren, until dawn, when Ding Qiyu finished telling a poignant love story of a hero in the rivers and lakes, his voice gradually died down, and stopped.

Le Zhuyi realized something, trembled, turned her head slightly, and felt the twilight of the dawn, closed her eyes and imprinted this warmth and the breath of this person in her heart, pushed Ding Qiyu, and took the initiative to take the initiative from her arms He came out, sat up, lowered his head and said to Ding Qiyu who was still with his eyes open, "Little carpenter, it's time to go."

Ding Qiyu's dull eyes focused on Zhuyi. Due to the backlight, the expression on Zhuyi's face was not very clear, but from the short six-character tone, Ding Qiyu knew that Zhuyi had changed back to I missed Zhu Yi who was in the daytime yesterday, that Zhu Yi who was just a close friend of mine.Ding Qiyu restrained the reluctance and discomfort that violently hit his heart, nodded, and completely restrained his emotions and attitudes that he shouldn't have...