At that moment, the time was stretched for a long time.

When the knife was only 1 centimeter away from his chest, Yunxi thought, at this moment, it would be very suitable to throw a dart or something from the hand of some hidden guard, save his life, and get promoted by the way help.

When the knife was only 0.1 centimeter away from his chest, Yunxi thought again, at this time, he might be able to turn sideways chicly, brush shoulders with death, and leave a wonderful legend in the world of assassination.

When the knife was only 0.01 centimeters away from his chest, Yunxi thought again, at this time, the assassin can still repent and turn around. As the victim of the knife, he is willing to forgive his sins, believing that everything is the knife's fault .

In that knife... well, the knife has been pierced into his chest, and it is continuing to advance, Yunxi looked at the knife, still trying to stop it with his sight.

The knife, however, ignored his attempts to stop him, saying that it existed to poke a big hole in his chest.

Well, if you look at it again, there is only a handle left.

...It's time to eat.

Thinking of this, Yunxi lay back limply, and fell into the arms of a person exuding a light fragrance.

It's Qing Hengzhi.

This is the second time he has protected Qing Hengzhi.

Although it was an accident last time, this time I really want to protect it.

As a man, he should protect the people he should protect. Yunxi is still very proud, and he should look handsome as a hero saving the beauty.

But Qing Hengzhi's crying appearance should not be very handsome.

Yun Xi was hugged tightly, and only saw how the long sword in Qing Heng's sleeve was unsheathed, how it pierced deeply into the assassin's heart, and how the blood splattered.

He couldn't see Qing Hengzhi's expression at all, but there were hot and humid water drops falling on his face continuously, one drop, two drops, three drops... countless drops.

There was a sudden thunder outside the window, heavy rain poured down, and another summer rain came, and it was almost autumn.

Yun Xi vaguely listened to the sound of the rain, and many memories of the past flashed before his eyes.

As a newcomer, Qing Hengzhi was frightened by him who flew out and pretended to be calm.

Qing Hengzhi was wearing a wedding gown, and he carried him step by step out of Qing's house and into Yun's house.

After getting married, Qing Hengzhi closed his eyes unwillingly and was forced to warm his bed.

More and more, it was Qing Heng's smiling, loving, pampering, and pampering him, and finally, his gaze focused on Qing Heng's dazed, dark and empty eyes.

His Qing Hengzhi is so pretty, even at this moment, he looks like a delicate puppet that has lost its soul.

Maybe never again.

Yunxi knew that everything was coming to an end.

Didn't cheat Dijun, liked Qing Hengzhi, he didn't regret it, they all said that he was crazy about love, crazy about love, hit a big wall because of love duangduang, then he died because of love, maybe even worse.

It's a better ending than dying while doing what you love.

In the end, Yunxi looked at Qing Hengzhi with nostalgia, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Xi lay peacefully in Qing Heng's arms, ready to face the eternal darkness.

He smiled slowly, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

Close your eyes, then open them again.

Close your eyes, then open them again.

...

Yunxi reached out and pulled Qing Hengzhi's sleeve, "Qing Lang."

Qing Hengzhi trembled all over, and tears fell one after another.

Yun Xi was almost washed face by Qing Hengzhi's tears, he choked out a mouthful of blood, a little timid: "Then what, actually you still have time to call a doctor, I think I can still save it."

Qing Hengzhi: "..."

So the rescue came back, but not all of them were rescued.

At night, Yunxi lay half dead on the couch, with a pale face and closed eyes, feeling like a cracked hot water jug, hot water was pouring out all the time.

Qing Hengzhi lay on the side, covering Yun Xi's cold hands in his arms.

The doctor said that if Yun Xi hadn't been determined and strong in his desire to survive, he would not have been able to support him.

But how can someone hurt their heart and lungs and still be fine?

Qing Hengzhi stared at Yun Xi's face for a long time, catching his weak and difficult breathing, and suddenly, Yun Xi opened his eyes with a "swish".

He smiled wickedly, "I caught you peeking at me."

Qing Hengzhi: "...um."

Qing Hengzhi's wet eyelashes trembled slightly, he didn't know what attitude he should use to face Yunxi.

He should have pretended that nothing happened, so as not to let Yunxi notice anything and feel bad because of it.

But he couldn't do it. Qing Hengzhi has experienced the departure of many people, but no matter how much he has experienced, it is by no means something that he can get used to.

What's more, no matter what it is, Yunxi has already noticed it, and Qing Hengzhi clearly realized that Yunxi knew it much earlier than him.

After a rustling sound, Yunxi slowly stuffed herself into his arms.

Qing Hengzhi avoided the wound, and took Yun Xi's cold hand into his palm.

Yun Xi didn't look like a dying person at all, he whispered in his ear energetically: "Qing Lang, Qing Lang, are you asleep? Come chat."

Qing Hengzhi remained silent.

Yunxi: "I know you're not asleep."

After a pause, he deliberately touched Qing Hengzhi's chest like a hooligan, "Then...do you want to start a night of passion with me?"

Qing Hengzhi: "...What do you want to talk about?"

Yun Xi actually didn't know what he wanted to talk about, he just couldn't sleep because of the pain, and wanted to quarrel with Qing Heng.

Thinking about it randomly, I thought of Grandma Qing who came to see him today.

The old man didn't know that Yunxi had been stabbed, he just came to visit the door as usual, and bought bags of candy like a child.

Smelling the blood in the room, he really thought that Yun Xi had a nosebleed from a fall.

The old lady was even older, with wrinkled face, as if she was born an old man.

But people are born babies.

Yun Xi glanced at Qing Heng in the dark, the moonlight was like water, leaking from the window, reflecting his wife's beauty distortedly.

Emperor Qinghua has been a young emperor for tens of thousands of years, and Qing Hengzhi has only changed from a teenager to a young man, so that he can't even imagine what he will look like when he grows old.

Yunxi smashed his mouth, asked Qing Hengzhi to feed him a candy, and then asked: "Qing Lang, will you grow old in the future?"

Qing Hengzhi also had candy in his mouth, but he couldn't taste the sweetness, "Maybe."

Yun Xi thought, if he could survive, then Qing Heng would grow old as well.In this regard, he, the beautiful little stone in the invincible whirlwind of the universe, refused.

He imagined, "When you get old, your face will be full of wrinkles, you will not be able to straighten your waist, maybe you will be older than grandma, and you will not be able to walk well."

Qing Hengzhi responded.

He thought, Yunxi would definitely say next, then he would push himself, stop wherever he went, and bask in the sun together.

As a result, Yunxi said: "If you become ugly, I will definitely not like you anymore."

Qing Hengzhi: "..."

Qing Hengzhi smiled, "Are you sure?"

Yunxi nodded, then shook his head again, "But I still like you very much now, otherwise let me see you when you grow old."

Qing Hengzhi laughed again, "Okay."

The person who was supposed to be comforted was seriously comforting him.

He suddenly thought back to himself many years ago.

That was when it was not as high as grandma's crutches.

Qing Hengzhi's father was ill, and the doctor said the same thing, saying that he was dying, and that his family should spend his last days with him.

Qing Hengzhi was smarter than others when he was young, he didn't believe those words about going to the sky to be a star, which were specially compiled to coax children.

He just sat in front of his father's bed and watched. When his father woke up, Qing Hengzhi went to ask, "Dad, can you not die?"

Dad, can you not die?

Can you not die?

...

Asking each sentence, it seems that if his father agrees, he can really live.

But his father didn't agree, he was very similar to him, his father is a serious scholar who seeks truth from facts and doesn't lie to others.

Yun Xi was not.

He said nonsense, "Actually, I have the body of an immortal king, what can a mere knife do to me? Even if I die here, I will come back alive elsewhere. I am a god."

Qing Heng's letter.

He kissed Yun Xi's forehead almost reverently, "That little god, please stay with me more."

Yun Xi touched the painful wound on his chest, and reluctantly agreed, and really stayed with him for an extra month amidst the amazement of the doctors.

A month later, it was the Beginning of Autumn.

On that day three years ago, Yunxi stepped on the withered and fallen leaves all over the yard, and snatched away the first kiss of the new champion in public.

On this day three years later, Yunxi was hungry in the middle of the night, and kicked the new Jin Wencheng to wake him up, asking him to bake sweet potatoes for himself.

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Add more (ahem, although there are few, but there are 6k today

Wangcai said it wanted to lick the nutrient solution (hehehe blinked shyly

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When the knife was only 0.1 centimeter away from his chest, Huazi said "the knife was only 0.01 centimeter away from my throat at that time"

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Oh, who made me put down Wangcai and pick up the keyboard?

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