The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

Qi Chensheng was still calling out heart-piercingly, but Wang Luan felt that his voice was getting farther and farther away.

Hugging him almost begged, it was obviously so hot, but he couldn't stop the remaining blood from spreading out of his body, and Wang Luan felt that he was gradually becoming colder.

He wanted to look at Qi Chensheng again, or say something to him, but unfortunately he couldn't.

Suddenly, as if at a moment that did not need to be said, Wang Luan suddenly felt that his body became as light as a leaf in the wind.

He slowly, as if being pulled by something, went to an unknown place.

Wang Luan didn't want to just obey, even though he already knew about the doomed death, Qi Chensheng was still here, how could he be willing to leave.

But he was helpless, he was so light, so light that he floated up, out of Qi Chensheng's arms, away from the dark basement, and into the starry night sky.

At a certain moment, Wang Luan felt that he was so close to those stars.They seemed to surround him completely, and as long as Wang Luan stretched out his hand, he could touch the light emitted by each one.

But he didn't stop there, but was pulled, and continued to walk forward, towards the depths of the starry sky, as if he had transformed into the tiniest speck of dust in the vast sky.

During this endless journey, Wang Luan gradually became confused. He couldn't remember where he came from, let alone where he was going, and even forgot what had happened.

At this time, a ray of light lit up far away, different from the scattered dots of the stars, it was very soft and vast, as if in this dark night sky, there was the only home.

Wang Luan followed the lead, had already thrown away everything, let himself drift towards that light, and merged into it.

It wasn't until this time that Wang Luan was able to see clearly that this giant tree grew at the bright light source.

It was a silver laurel tree that never existed in the mortal world, with silver as its branches, and thousands of jade leaves filled with brilliance.

Unknowingly, Wang Luan came under the tree in a short time. He raised his head as if feeling something, and looked at the intertwined and winding branches, but he couldn't see the end of the treetop at all.

And the light from the giant tree made him bathe in it, and his confused and erratic mind suddenly found his belonging, as if reminding him in the dark that he should belong here.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the depths of the tree crown, as if it was an order from a god.

"You came--"

Wang Luan was not surprised by this. At this moment, under the brilliance of the giant tree, his heart was already full of peace.So he just asked lightly: "Who are you?"

The deserted voice sounded again, still as holy as the white light of the silver tree:

"I am the one who came to pick you up into Moon City."

Yuecheng...Wang Luan murmured and repeated these two words. He felt as if he had heard it before, but he couldn't remember it: "What is that place?"

"That is the true blissful place in this world," the voice laughed, and then said slowly and deeply: "It is also the place you will eventually go to."

"Where I will eventually go..." Wang Luan's thoughts were also light at the moment, it seemed that it was difficult to think about anything, so he could only repeat it over and over again.

This sounded so attractive, as if it had thrown him the most desired destination for this lonely traveler who had wandered among the night and stars for too long.

Unexpectedly, Wang Luan shook his head: "But I don't seem to want to go there."

"Don't want to go?" The cold voice seemed to have heard a joke, and the thousands of jade leaves among the branches were also whirling, "Why don't you want to?"

"You have nowhere to go, you can only go there, and you only belong there."

Wang Luan hesitated, subconsciously agreeing with what the voice said, he really has nowhere to go, if he leaves here, he can only continue to wander in the empty starry sky, wandering forever.

But there were other voices in his heart.

"Ninth Brother—"

Who is that calling him?

Looking at the light of the silver laurel tree, Wang Luan suddenly burst into tears in his empty eyes.

He turned around and looked around, the voice seemed to be echoing somewhere, among the stars in the night sky.

"Come on." At this time, the light of the silver laurel tree suddenly became brighter, covering the starlight, and the cold voice urged: "The time is up, you should go with me."

But Wang Luan didn't move, just for a short moment, he became firm in his thoughts.

He can't go...he has to wait for someone.

Even if he wanders in endless darkness, forgets everything, and even gives up his final destination, he still has to wait.

"Are you really not leaving?" At this moment, the voice hidden in the canopy also noticed Wang Luan's choice and asked dissatisfied.

Wang Luan opened his mouth, and the word "don't go" had already reached his lips, but was interrupted by a sudden violent shock.

In addition to the light of the silver laurel tree, the stars scattered in the sky in the night are extremely bright, one by one seems to be burning, trembling in the vibration, there are even three or two in the distance, crumbling and falling, leaving only the stars that seem to be scratched. A long stump that pierces the darkness.

Wang Luan could hardly stand up, he floated lightly with the tremors, trying to cling to the silver osmanthus tree, but he was afraid that he would be sent to Moon City, so he tried his best to avoid it.

But the vibration became more and more intense, as if some evil was about to disturb this world.Even the majestic giant tree was hard to resist, pieces of crystal clear jade leaves, with fine silver branches, fell messily.With a crisp sound, it shattered into a transparent ground, and quickly dissipated.

"Presumptuous!" The voice in the canopy was no longer as cold as it was before, and horrific anger erupted, but as soon as the words fell, the rioters, as if on purpose, only heard a loud "click", and the slender staff touched After brushing against the brilliance, he was so ruthless and decisive that he chopped off a bunch of branches of the giant tree.

The silver branch, which lost its connection, suddenly fell down, and it was about to hit Wang Luan.

Wang Luan felt his body tense up, and in an instant, only the rapidly changing starlight was left in front of his eyes. The silver branches fell behind him, but he had already fallen into an almost imprisoned embrace.

"Ninth brother, I finally caught you."

Such familiar words bloomed like fireworks in Wang Luan's mind.

Qin Cheng's youth buried deep under the leaves of the sycamore tree｜hot passion and betrayal, a prisoner of love named punishment in a small foreign building, the sound of piano in Skoll Church accompanied by the deadly smell of wine...

Everything, the memory erased by the long night, was finally reawakened at that moment. Wang Luan raised his eyes to look at the person who was holding him, at the deep scar on his face, and at the scarlet face that had turned red. With disabled eyes, he called out in a low voice: "Shen Sheng—"

"You came."

Such a delicate voice that was almost blown away drew Qi Chensheng's crazy response.

He didn't care about the starry sky that was still shaking violently and the falling branches and leaves beside them, he clasped Wang Luan's body tightly with his arms, and then kissed Wang Luan's lips violently.

It was the possession after experiencing the loss, with the joy of regaining the loss and the despair and panic that could not be ignored, he frantically plundered every trace of Wang Luan's breath, and his lips and tongue invaded all the softness that could be reached.

Not enough... still not enough...!

Qi Chensheng's remnant eyes became more and more scarlet, and he almost didn't want to leave room for breathing. He kept asking Wang Luan for more, and rubbed him into his arms thoroughly.

Wang Luan didn't resist at all, he couldn't even imagine how Qi Chensheng would feel when he hugged his broken body after the illusion of the canary dissipated with his death.

The guilt in his heart and the reluctance to part with each other made him wish he could do everything he could to cater to Qi Chensheng's lingering kisses, even if he could give him the slightest comfort.

Wang Luan's cooperation did calm down the fear in Qi Chensheng's heart a little bit, until the violent shock around him finally stopped, the two could barely stop, but they still hugged each other tightly.

At this time, a suppressed and angry sneer came from the depths of the canopy: "The evil son of the Qi family, no one has dared to do this in a hundred years!"

Qi Chensheng was not afraid at all, he held Wang Luan's waist tightly, looked up at the giant tree contemptuously: "I have never heard that there are soul-stealers and cheaters in the moon city."

"Shut up!" The voice seemed to be irritated to the extreme by Qi Chensheng, and it seemed to be poked into a guilty conscience, and the anger covered it: "I only think that this soul has a good chance, but it's for the sake of your Qi family." , and then personally took the extradition."

"Oh, is that so?" The corners of Qi Chensheng's mouth also rose, and there was an unconcealable hostility in his remnant eyes.

The voice continued to bewitchingly said: "If he goes here, he will be able to take the position of the moon envoy in the city, not inferior to the star supervisor in the world."

"Why do you bother to bind him with that human love?"

After Qi Chensheng heard this, the scarlet that was about to fade in his remnant eyes suddenly became a little heavier, and he said between clenched teeth: "I just want to be like this."

Wang Luan was in Qi Chensheng's arms, so he could naturally sense his emotional fluctuations, so he immediately felt bad, stretched out his arms, climbed onto Qi Chensheng's shoulders, leaned obediently on his body, and coaxed softly "Don't worry, Shen Sheng... I don't want to be a monthly envoy, I just want to go back with you soon."

His sparrow-like eyes drooped slightly, as if thinking of something again, he leaned into Qi Chensheng's ear and whispered: "Really make me a golden cage, okay? Lock me in, only you can get in... "

Qi Chensheng's breath was suffocated, and the hand holding Wang Luan was tightened again, but his eyes gradually settled down.

But the voice hidden in the canopy sneered again, and said sarcastically, "It's really short-sighted to humiliate yourself like this."

"You want to go back with him? Just go back like this?"

After finishing speaking, another ray of light fell from among the trees, during which Wang Luan's appearance before his death suddenly appeared.

"The face is ruined, the body is paralyzed, so what can I do when I go back? It's just a waste of suffering for decades."

"That crazy woman is right. There is no filial son before the long-term bed, not to mention that you are only his lover. The color will fade away in a blink of an eye. At that time, I will not give you a second chance."