I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Back then, Mo Wuya was still the Young Palace Master of the Demon Realm, about the same age as him, in his teens.

After Mo Zhao brought him from Qingguhe to the Demon Palace, he began to live under the fence.

It may be because Mo Zhao was so kind to him, Mo Wuya didn't like him since he was a child, and he didn't talk to him very much. As Mo Wuya's companion, he was often left out in the cold.Seeing that the Young Palace Master was dissatisfied with him, the people in the Demon Palace often made all kinds of troubles for him in private, some put needles on the bed, some poured water on the couch, and even put all kinds of things in his food box. There are also poisonous ones.At that time, he had not yet been able to fast, and all kinds of sores would suddenly appear on his face, which were extremely painful and itchy, and would fester when touched.

During that time, he was very lonely and very scared.

But occasionally a person would stop in front of his stone window, smelling heavily of alcohol, but with extremely clear eyes, wearing a sky blue robe that was incompatible with the magic palace, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, and black hair hanging all over his head.

"You are so talented, why are you willing to stay here and suffer?"

He probably spoke a dialect of a certain place, but Gu Jianhan didn't quite understand him, so he ignored him and continued to polish his sword meticulously.

"Are you afraid that if you can't get away, they will trouble you?"

"Why are you ignoring people?"

Gu Jianhan put down his sword with a bang, although he was young, his brows and eyes were full of coldness: "Where did the drunkard come from?"

"Hey." Jiekong hiccupped, "I came from the corner of the Southwest Antarctic, just to find someone who is destined."

Gu Jianhan only thought he was talking nonsense.

But from then on, he was no longer surprised to see Jie Kong outside the window.He has no friends in the Demon Palace, and even if he had, he still wouldn't tell others about Jie Kong's existence.

That was the unspoken understanding between them.

Jiekong didn't have the consciousness and ability to coax children, every time he came, he just chattered outside the stone window, and never brought him any food or toys.But even if it's just chatting outside the window for a while, Gu Jianhan is already very content.

Mo Zhao treated him well, but he was just one of the many children she rescued, and she didn't have much time for him, let alone spare energy to accompany him.

During the long period of lonely years, Jie Kong made up for the bottomless loneliness and huge incompleteness in his life.He would tell him the news from far away, tell him the favorite Mingjian stories in the small restaurant, even including the secret love history of a certain master, and he is not afraid of teaching bad children.

It was very lucky to meet him.

Although Gu Jianhan didn't say anything, he always regarded him as his elder brother, respected him very much in his heart, and was willing to stay with him.But then somehow, Mo Wuya's attitude towards him gradually improved. Almost within a few days, the two became inseparable. Mo Wuya often came to his room. After dinner, Gu Jianhan's private time gradually became less and less.

There is less time for everything to come.

Finally one day, Gu Jianhan revealed the news of Jie Kong to Mo Wuya.

Almost unconsciously, he said it out of his mind.

Looking back on those days now, he can't understand why he did such a thing at that time.

Of course, things like that happened all the time in the long years that followed.

Whenever he wants to trace all the stupid and wrong motives, and when he wants to save himself from the mud with sadness, five big characters will appear in his mind——

His love is boundless.

That one sentence alone burned his whole life into a sea of ​​suffering.

"Then...he never appeared again."

After Gu Jianhan finished speaking, Wen Yan also dressed him.

Gu Jianhan didn't have many winter clothes, because every winter he hibernates in the ice coffin, doesn't go out very much, and doesn't need so many clothes to keep out the cold.Wen Yan knew that after sleeping in the ice coffin, he felt very distressed. He used to sleep in his arms, but now he wished he could let go of him and sleep in his arms.

Later, he used Gu Jianhan's spirit stone to order a lot of winter clothes in Siyifang, and he made too many because of a moment of anger. In order to avoid waste, Wen Yan coaxed him to wear them every day. Wear them all.

Today's inner shirt is snow silk with narrow sleeves and cross-neck collar, and a close-fitting cashmere short jacket, and a sky-blue embroidered bamboo wide-sleeved winter robe with a circle of snow on the cuffs and corners. Her narrow waist is tied with a fringed hibiscus jade pendant.

"it's not your fault."

Wen Yan took his hand and put it in his palm for a while, exhaling warm air for a while, and then led him to the mirror stage when his palm gradually warmed up, and picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus corner comb placed on the stage to tie his hair.

"It's my fault." Gu Jianhan's voice was a little hoarse, "Obviously what I hate the most in my life is being deceived and betrayed, but I am such a person myself, no matter what it is..."

It's still Dong Zhixue.

It was the first time Wen Yan heard that Gu Jianhan and Master Jiekong had such a past. Before Master Jiekong mentioned Gu Jianhan, he always looked impatient. He thought they were enemies and worried about it for a long time. It's also a year-end friendship.

If he is the real person Jian Kong, he will definitely be heartbroken.He is obviously a kid who likes to stay with him, and when others give him a little favor, he slaps his tail on others and sells himself. It's fine if he doesn't explain at all, not even an apology.

"...Master, didn't you want to go and find him?"

Wen Yan rolled up the blue silk from behind his ears, and the long crow-colored hair flowed through the horn comb teeth, cool and soft, very comfortable to the touch.

"I'm in the magic palace... I can't get out."

"Why can't you go out?"

"Mo Wuya will know. If he gets angry, he will punish me by beating me with a thick and barbed whip, and he will not stop until there is no trace of intact flesh in his body."

"..."

"Ayan?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus horn comb turned into a pile of powder without warning in Wen Yan's hands. It was Gu Jianhan's favorite comb, but he had no time to care about it at the moment.

He held the pile of powder in his palm for a long time, until the joints creaked and the veins on his forehead and arms popped, then he moved his hand with a sullen face, and scattered it on the open space on the right.Flying dust scattered in mid-air, his eyes were no longer filled with amber warmth, his fingertips were still pale, but his pupils were blood-colored.

"Sooner or later, I'll crush that beast to ashes."

Gu Jianhan was silent for a moment, grabbed his hand to the right, grabbed it back, put it in his heart to comfort him, and slightly tilted his body, using his cheek to touch Wen Yan's stiff arm. He rubbed it lazily like a cat on his right arm.

"My Ayan has grown up."

Wen Yan only felt that he was still a waste.

No matter how hard he tried, it was still so difficult to protect Gu Jianhan.Gu Jianhan seldom mentioned his life in the Demon Palace to him before. He thought that as the child Mo Zhao rescued, he was very talented and good-looking. He should be liked by many people and he would not live too hard. He liked Mo Wuya so much, presumably because Mo Wuya treated him very well.

He didn't even know...he had such a miserable life over there.

If he had known this kind of thing earlier, those thoughts of wanting to give Gu Jianhan to Mo Wuya, those thoughts of letting him go to let him live a better life, those cowardly and evasive thoughts would never have appeared.He even tried to help Gu Jianhan attack Mo Wuya's sincerity, and thought that as long as Mo Wuya was good to Gu Jianhan, it didn't matter even if he was a big devil who did all kinds of evil. Now it seems that he is so stupid.

It's pure hell there.

He even thought about pushing Gu Jianhan over there.

He really is a complete idiot.

"After arriving at Lengyue Peak, all kinds of rumors about me and Mo Wuya spread among the Three Realms. He likes to gossip around the world, and he must have heard a lot of those stories. He knows me. Here, if you don't come, you don't want to come, if you don't want to come, you don't want to forgive, if you don't want to forgive—"

"It seems that there is no need to say goodbye."

"We never said goodbye, and I don't want to make each other ugly when we meet again."

There was a light and slow heartbeat in Wen Yan's hand. Gu Jianhan grabbed his hand and leaned on his arm meekly, but the words he said were very sad.He leaned over slightly, and raised his face with the other hand, and sure enough—the sockets of his eyes were already red.

"Master, do you want to see Senior Jiekong?"

Gu Jianhan frowned and looked at him, with a rare hint of confusion in his dark cat eyes.He opened his lips, wanting to say that he didn't want to see him, but his throat seemed to have lost his voice, and he couldn't speak no matter what.

But if he wants to see, those things have been in the past for too long, and the dusty memory is too far away, and he doesn't want to reveal it, maybe it's just out of hedgehog-like evasion, he doesn't want to see anyone except Wen Yan now.

He was silent, Wen Yan didn't urge him, and after an unknown amount of time, he shook his head lightly, grabbed Wen Yan's skirt and pulled him down, and placed a cool kiss on the corner of his lips.

"When you go next time, give him a message for me."

Wen Yan heard his tactful refusal, although he didn't understand why he didn't want to meet, but still chose to respect his idea.After all, the future is long, and the lifespan of a cultivator is very long, so there is no need to worry so much.

"Master, tell me."

"What happened back then was not my intention."

Wen Yan hummed, waiting for him to continue.

Gu Jianhan didn't speak again.

"Is it gone?"

Wen Yan was a little surprised, but it didn't show on his face.

He hugged him, leaned his head lightly on his shoulder, and rubbed his ear affectionately.

"Master, what should I do if I apologize? Ah Yan will teach you, Ah Yan will apologize."

He was not afraid of embarrassment when he said this kind of thing in front of Gu Jianhan, because he knew that only Gu Jianhan would not make fun of him for it.

"Master, isn't he good at writing letters? You write a letter, write a little more words, and then I will bring it to senior Jie Kong, and I will be very sincere!"