I am green tea in the master-disciple abuse essay

As soon as these words came out, Ruoqing seemed to be scalded by her, and quickly pulled out the arm that was held by her.

He panicked, and while pressing his feverish arm, his heart was in a mess, but even so, he still refuted Shan Ling after Shan Ling said: "He won't lie to me."

Shan Ling now sees him as different from before.Because Ruoqing saved her relatives in a disguised form, she has changed her opinion of Ruoqing, and they are now facing a common secret, and they are counted as a camp, which makes them closer, so she persists in holding on to Ruoqing. hand, and said: "It's not impossible for you to believe him. I may be wrong about this matter. If he really made Lin's house, there is no need for him to tell me that he is Ye Jiao."

Ruoqing, who was in a mess because of that sentence of being cheated, felt relieved just now when he heard this.

Shan Ling saw that he was relaxed, and continued: "Maybe he did it himself but forgot. There are such things. I remember my brother said that after the reincarnation of the venerable, some will retain the power and memory of the previous life, just reincarnated. The reincarnated body is no better than the body of the previous life, so the physical body cannot support the spiritual body, thus being split into two different selves. The brother said that some people will remember this after the split, and some people will not, so Chanrong may not be trying to lie to you, maybe he really forgot."

"No!" Ruoqing remembered something at this moment, and he said with a blank face, "No! Young Master Uncle might not be Ye Jiao."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and looked at the red line, and some past events were spliced ​​together in his mind.

He said: "Ji Tingsheng was killed by me! Ji Tingsheng died on the way to deliver gold to Yejiao, and Ji Tingsheng's gold was finally delivered to me! I still remember that I often called someone eleven in my dream..." He When he said this, he suddenly froze.

Shan Ling didn't mention it before, and he didn't think about it himself, as if he felt annoyed, even if he realized that he had a problem, he didn't go up and sort it out, but when Shan Ling said that Chanrong had ulterior motives to deceive him, he didn't think about it. Respond to one thing.

He did often call someone Eleven in his dreams, but these dreams were very strange. When he woke up, he always felt that he saw Eleven's face, but thinking about it afterwards, the other person's face seemed to be covered with a veil. Things about the eleventh in the head will soon be drawn out.

He couldn't remember Eleven's face, nor could he remember his own face in the dream.

And who is Eleven?

Eleven is Suzhi.

In the past when Ji Tingsheng donated gold, there were two people who could be counted as killing Ji Tingsheng, one was Yejiao and the other was Shishi.

In Are's story, there are two people who can be considered to have killed Are Yiling, one is Nie Long and the other is Su Zhi.

After all, Nie Ting said when he was holding Ah Jie, if it wasn't for Su Zhi, Ah Jie would not have fallen into Nie Ting's hands... From this point of view, it is Su Zhi who is carrying the debt, but why is he in the dream? Li is looking at Suzhi from another person's perspective?Who is that person who has been talking about keeping the [-]th?

Why did these disturbing dreams become blurred after waking up, and why did he suddenly recall dreams he hadn't wanted to recall?

it's wired……

Who was his previous life?

If he is Su Zhi, what is his relationship with Ye Jiao?

If he is Yejiao, why doesn't Yiling call him Uncle, but Uncle Chanrong?

Also, he has no cultivation base at all, so it is impossible for the matter of the Lin residence to be related to him.He was stolen by Suyin when he was born, and he never left Qingyuan at all, so it is more likely that the matter of the Lin house came from Chanrong than from him...

If you think about it this way, it seems that Chanrong is really Yejiao.

He swallowed the words he wanted to defend Chanrong earlier.

Also, what is he afraid of? Why does he seem to be suppressing himself deliberately for such a simple matter, and dare not think about it?

And he was stimulated, so he closed his eyes and shook his head.

Shan Ling knew what Ruoqing was struggling with, but Shan Ling didn't think that Ruoqing was Yejiao, but instead thought that Ruoqing was Eleven. After all, the little lady from Changliu called Uncle Chanrong, and Ruoqing was in the dream. The angle of view is not necessarily correct.

She told Ruoqing that maybe Ruoqing cared too much about her past life, so she looked at herself from a different perspective, which is also possible.

She said: "Don't think about it, if you trust me, I can enter your divine sea to see if you have manipulated Lin Zhai's memory, if you have, you are Yejiao, not Chanrong, if not... …you can’t keep lying to yourself either.”

Ruoqing knew that this matter could not be sloppy, so she nodded.

But because of his poor health and Shenhai's fragility, Shan Ling didn't dare to act rashly, so he asked him to go to see Chanrong first, to determine whether it was Chanrong or not.

Shan Ling asked here again: "I always hear you say eleven eleven, who is that eleven?"

Ruoqing said out of his mind, "The one from the Fanhe branch is called Suzhi, and he is the son of Princess Chen."

But after finishing these words, Shan Ling's expression suddenly changed.

She stared blankly at Ruoqing, and after a moment of silence, she asked, "Do you know why I made a mistake and was locked up underground?"

Ruoqing shook her head.

Shan Ling said: "The reason why you and Chanrong are holding on to me must be because my master is Gangmu, and I also know that through the eyes left behind by my master, I can see the catastrophes that may happen in the future. To be honest, Master gave us the eyes to wake up the world before the catastrophic chaos appeared, and in our generation, only me and senior brother Jiuzhi are still alive."

"I live in Qinan on weekdays, and my senior brother is always involved in major and minor matters. It's just that my senior brother was getting old when I made a mistake, and my physical body couldn't catch Master's eyes. I saw that his body was very weak, so I asked him to hide from the world. Nian began to pretend to be a senior brother, bringing words of avoidance to the world."

"About the ninth year of Tianhe, I had a dream before the deposed emperor Chen Ji'an ascended the throne. I dreamed that a branch of Fanhe would dye the world red, and a man named Suzhi released the dream. I saw here , I was very flustered, so I wrote this dream on the jade slip and sent it to my senior brother. The senior brother looked at the jade slip and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he just told me to keep the matter quiet, and then he went to I met Yuehe Zun. At the beginning, Qingtan and I were good friends. When Qingtan came to see me and saw that I was frowning, he took me out for a drink. I got along well with him. He didn't guard against him. After a few glasses of strong wine, he asked me what was wrong. I was drunk and confused and shook my head, but the jade slip fell out afterwards. He knew about it. Early the next morning , I dreamed of my dead master, he shook his head at me and said something about you... Then it got dark and I was locked up underground."

"Do you hear this and can't figure out why I made a mistake? After all, our words of warning are meant for the world, so what's wrong with the world knowing?" Shan Ling said, "At that time, I didn't know what I made. Wrong, at first I thought someone was harming me, then I tried to climb up, but found that I couldn’t get out, and finally I was sure it was God’s punishment.”

"Curse?"

"Yes, just like everything in the world is run by the way of heaven, there is a rule for everything. The eyes of Gangmu are born by relying on the Tianhe River. They are closely related to the way of heaven. The direct interference is the strongest. And I inherited the eyes of Gangmu. , it can also correspond to the way of heaven, if the way of heaven intends to punish me, I will obey the punishment of the way of heaven, so the soil that buried me is actually just some ordinary soil, but I can't go against the wishes of the way of heaven, so I can't break through those things. Earth, I can only be trapped there. And Tiandao said that I did something wrong, and none of the brothers and sisters who predicted many times with the eyes of the master did not make mistakes, but I made mistakes, and I was thinking about me. Where is the mistake, is the prophecy about Fanhe and Suzhi wrong, or should this matter not be said? Finally, I thought about it. I was not punished when I told my brother about this dream. Qingtan knew about it I was fined in the end, which means that I should do what my brother said about this matter, let this matter stop with my brother, and not let others know."

"It didn't take long for me to find out one thing, that is, I can't tell Qingtan about this matter, or about the Fanhe clan, the dream I had, the best result is to stop with my senior brother, and I But told this dream to other people, which led to other consequences."

"What consequences?"

"...For the next few years, I have been thinking that if I only told my senior brother about this matter, and my senior brother went to find Yuehe Zun, the two of them might have changed Fanhe's misfortune because of this incident. A dead end. But now that I have spoken about this dream, maybe Qingtan will tell this dream. At that time, the status of Fanhe branch will be shaken by me. If the branches were released to feed the dream, then my dream was promoted by my own hands. This can also be regarded as a prophecy, but there is a huge difference between the former and the latter, so I was wrong about this matter."

She said with great regret: "It may be that I imperceptibly promoted the chaos at the beginning."

When she said this, Ruoqing's heart was suddenly grasped, and it hurt very much.

Something got out of his head, and a voice was telling Ruoqing that it was just that.

It seems that the source of all disasters is here.

All the misfortunes started from Shan Ling's words in front of him.

For some reason, Ruoqing had a feeling that the reason why Nie Long had the opportunity to intervene in the affairs of the Fanhe Imperial Palace, was able to enter and leave the imperial city at will, and the reason why Su Zhi was taken away by Yuehe Zun was all because of Shan Ling's prophecy .

Because of Shan Ling's prophecy, Nie Long frequently appeared in the imperial city, and gradually infiltrated Fanhe and Changliu.

Because of Shan Ling's prophecy, Yue Hezun really accepted Su Zhi.

Maybe at the beginning Yuehe Zun wanted Fanhe to be closely related to Kaimeng. He couldn't move Fanhe, and he couldn't let Suzhi release Kaimeng, so he took Suzhi away to take care of him, and also let Nie Long frequently go in and out of the imperial city to monitor Fanhe. The movement of a branch of the river.Unexpectedly, Nie Long had bad intentions and pushed everything to the scene that Shan Ling had foreseen.

Because of this incident, Ah Jie and Yi Ling were killed, Changliu's mermen were killed, the Fanhe clan all died, and even Su Zhi... I'm afraid it was the same.

And he dreamed of Su Zhi several times, Su Zhi was sitting in the corner so miserably, always with injuries on his body, always being chased by people... And when he thought of this, his heart ached like a knife, and he turned red Eyes, looking at Shan Ling with a pair of eyes full of hatred.

Blame her?

Resentful.

But who is he resenting Shan Ling?

Shan Ling is responsible for avoiding disasters and prophesying to people. She prophesied and said that what she predicted was not wrong, but she was wrong because she did not defend herself. Qingtan found out about this.

And did she pay for her mistakes?

All her relatives are dead, is it a blood debt to Changliu and Fanhe in the dark?

Ruoqing couldn't figure it out, he closed his eyes, recalling the scenes he saw in the past, thinking about Su Zhi, thinking about Ji Tingsheng, thinking about Yi Ling and A Jie, and Chang Liu who died at the bottom of the sea and no one knew about it, suddenly A wave of hatred welled up in my heart.

Propelled by unknown emotions, he shouted: "You!"

His voice was loud, as if he was venting something.

Shan Ling was taken aback by him, and thinking about what he said, she thought he was that Su Zhi. At that time, guilt welled up in her eyes, and she said in frustration and sadness: "I was wrong about this matter. It’s not that I was thinking that Senior Brother said before he left that Mengmeng would come back again, I would definitely not continue to live with the cheek, and you are right to scold me and punish me now.”

Then what she said Ruoqing couldn't hear clearly, he was busy calming down the hatred that suddenly surged in his heart, wondering why he hated so much?

Could it be that even if you are reincarnated, as long as the memory of the previous life leaves too much shadow in your heart, you will have some messy reactions?

It turned out that he would still be angry about the past.

And thinking about Qingtan harming her that Shan Ling said before, he continued to ask with a cold face: "What do you mean Qingtan harmed you?"

Shan Lingdao: "Qingtan came to see me in the sixth year when I was imprisoned, and said that there is chaos outside, Ye Jiao is moving, and no one can cure him. If this continues, I don't know how many people will die. He wants me to see it." Can the world avoid this catastrophe, can it suppress Yejiao, but I made a mistake at that time, even if I had Master's eyes on my body, I couldn't see clearly in the ground. At this time, he asked me to lend my eyes to He, let him see. He said that he would come back to pick me up after he finished dealing with Yejiao. In order to make me believe him, he put his heart in my hands and changed my eyes with his heart. At that time I haven't figured out why I made a mistake. I believed him, but he took my eyes and left. When my relatives died, I had no choice but to listen to what they did today and what they would do tomorrow. What... Later, I heard that he saw Ye Jiao's weakness through my eyes. I heard that he killed Ye Jiao, chopped off Ye Jiao's head and buried it in a mountain. The incident was successful, and Kaimeng was not released. I thought, what he did was good, so I would feel at ease. I didn’t expect him to come back to save me. I just wanted to know what’s going on outside now. , What happened to Xiangmeng, but I didn't wait for him, I only heard the news that he established a sect in the place where Yejiao was killed, and he became the patriarch of Qingyuan, and he didn't return the eyes to me until he died. "

"He took advantage of me, cheated my eyes and achieved fame by himself. I came out 100 years later. I wanted to go to Qingyuan, but things changed. I lost my eyes and all my divine power. What can I do, is it possible to spit on his coffin? ——I think it is meaningless, and I don’t want to live anymore, so I want to go to the place where my brother died before I die, but I want to pick up the one left by my brother Letter, the letter said that Kaimeng would be released, and asked me to find someone who could stop Mengkai. I tried my best to calculate, and calculated many times before I figured out where the person who could stop Mengkai was. Finally, I followed the guidance of heaven. , and found Ji Huansheng who was stuck in the crevice of the stone."

"Ji Huansheng is very strange. His body changes from big to small, upside down, and reversed. I don't know what's going on with his strange body. I saw him stupid, so I raised him. Listen to you like this now. As soon as I said it, I figured out what was going on with him."

"If you really changed the past, if Ji Huansheng was born because you meddled in the past 1000 years later, then he would have the power left by the chaotic time and space in his body, as if he was born in two generations He is a different kind in the gap, so he does not conform to the birth rules of Tiandao, so it is possible to stop the dream feeding who took advantage of the loopholes of Tiandao. His body may have been affected by this incident, but this is not the most important thing. "

"Ruoqing." She walked towards Ruoqing guiltily, stretched out one hand to Ruoqing, and said cautiously, "Whether you hate me or loathe me, I will bear it, but the most important thing now is not this, but Even if Chanrong is the reincarnation of Yejiao, it is impossible for him to have the power to modify the past. This is very strange, do you understand? You must find out his situation, whether it is for the world or for Chanrong, you cannot Let him ignore him, if you really ignore him, if he makes some mistakes and is surrounded by the world, he may not win, just like he didn't win a thousand years ago, do you understand?"

She said sincerely: "Before there is any chaos, you must find out about this matter. Only you can save you now. No matter who you are or who Chanrong is, you can't be vague now." Unclearly brought."

Ruoqing naturally knew that what she said was reasonable, so he didn't refute Shan Ling.

After a while, Ruoqing opened her calm eyes and said to Shan Ling neither sad nor happy: "What do you want me to do?"

"Enter his divine sea! Only when you enter his divine sea can you see the secrets he hides." Shan Ling bent down and took out a white stone from his belly and handed it to Ruoqing.

"It's dangerous for low-level monks to enter the sea of ​​gods for high-level monks. This stone was left to me by my master. You can take it in with you. It can keep you free to come and go in the dangerous sea of ​​gods without being corrupted." Conscious attack."

If Ruoqing heard what she said before, she would definitely accept it, but now he is not the past him. People who have experienced too much have begun to find it difficult to trust others. In addition, he is worried that Shan Ling will die because Chanrong might be Ye Jiao. Counting on Chanrong, he would never use single spirit things.

And he didn't need it, he said it bluntly: "I don't want it, I don't believe you, how do I know if you will use my hand to harm Chanrong just because he might be Yejiao, how can I be sure about your position?" Stones will do him no harm."

Shan Ling became anxious: "I can walk upright and sit upright. I'm really not the kind of villain who plays tricks! Also, if Chanrong's Shenhai..."

"Then let him swallow, then let him kill!" Ruoqing stood up directly, interrupted Shan Ling, and said through gritted teeth, "I would rather die in his divine sea than allow anyone My hands are going to harm my little uncle! No one will do!"

When the voice fell, Shan Ling knew that it would be useless to talk too much, and was so worried that he didn't know what to do better.

It seems that all that can be said has been said.

Ruoqing didn't want to continue to face her, turned around and left the room that was almost driving her crazy, came to the door and sat on the threshold.

He sat here honestly waiting for Chanrong to come back, his head was so full of messy things that he almost fell down.

He sat like this for a long time, and finally waited for Chanrong to come back.

Chanrong is very interested in the Golden Dragon Gate.

Ruoqing cheered up, raised his head and looked at the Golden Dragon Gate above his head, "Why do you want to see this Golden Dragon Gate?"

"There is a feeling."

"what?"

Chanrong said: "This thing is very important. Although I don't know where it is, I just think it is very important."

What he said was very nonsensical.

Ruoqing didn't want to study carefully, he exhaustedly took Chanrong's hand, and pressed his face to the slightly cold back of Chanrong's hand.

"Master Uncle." Ruoqing said in a hoarse and tired voice, "I want to visit your Shenhai, will you let me see?"

Chanrong paused and asked, "What do you want to see?"

"Shan Ling said that he wanted to know if you were Ye Jiao, and he needed to go into your divine sea to see. I want to make sure." Ruoqing raised his head at this point, observing every expression of Chanrong.

Chanrong is also looking at Ruoqing.

He was more serious than Ruoqing.

Just when Ruoqing thought that Chanrong would reject him, Chanrong finally withdrew her gaze from staring at him and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Seeing that Chanrong agreed, Ruoqing's mood got worse and worse.

Chanrong's obedient and obedient attitude made him feel that every decision he made was a cruel thing...

But in order to find out the truth, he had no choice.

He suppressed his heavy heart, pulled Chanrong, and the two of them lay on the same bed together.

Chanrong followed him obediently, never saying what she was thinking.Waiting for Ruoqing to lie down, Chanrong looked at the curtain beside the bed, and suddenly called him: "Ruoqing."

"Ok?"

"This thing is for you." He said while digging out his sleeve, but took out a cloud pattern jade.

He solemnly handed the jade pendant into Ruoqing's hands, and said to Ruoqing, "Take it away, and don't let anyone see that this thing is in your hands."

Holding the piece of jade, Ruoqing felt as if someone had punched her head.

If he remembers correctly, Qingyuan's jade has been stolen by Suyin.

Why is there a cloud pattern jade in Chanrong's hand?

Ruoqing opened his mouth to ask for clarification, but Chanrong didn't want to say more, so he said: "Look for yourself, I woke up early today and I'm a little tired, so I'll sleep for a while."

Ruoqing nodded.

The two men who were preoccupied closed their eyes together.

……

A warm current stuck to the soles of the feet, dragging Ruoqing all the way to the very barren land.

Ruoqing knows that everyone's spiritual world is different, and everyone's spiritual world will change into different scenes according to each person's heart, but Ruoqing never knew that Chanrong's heart would be a wasteland...

The sky here is dull blue, there is no grass, no cloud, only dry riverbed and land.

If everyone's divine sea is shaped according to their own heart, then why is Chanrong's heart so barren and desolate, and why is he so unhappy?

Ruoqing was in a complicated mood, staring at the dry ground under her feet that seemed to turn into fine powder with a slight twist, and walked slowly forward.

Ruoqing searched for the secrets hidden by Chanrong in this sea of ​​gods, as well as the things he could see from Chanrong's perspective, but he didn't see anything.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ruoqing finally saw a different picture.He came to a deep pit, which was like a dry sea, endless and full of desolation where the sea water receded.

And he stood here facing the huge deep pit in front of him, and found helplessly that he had no way to continue going down.

There is no road ahead.

He had no choice, so he called out uneasily: "Little Martial Uncle?"

He intended to try to see if it was feasible, but he didn't expect that when he called out Chanrong's name, there would be many more steps in front of him.

These steps emerged from the deep pit in front of him, quickly stacked up and intertwined, forming a maze.

Some steps in the maze are floating upwards, some steps connect different places, and some steps are dead ends.

And Shenhai is the inner world of a monk, and no one can say for sure what will appear in it.

Ruoqing saw that there was a way in front of him, so he raised his feet and stepped up the nearby steps.And at the moment when the soles of his feet lightly touched the earth steps, he heard a sentence in his ears——

"He only calls me Little Martial Uncle when he is in a good mood and needs me."

"If he's in a bad mood, he'll call me uncle."

"He looks me in the eye when he's in a good mood."

"When he talks in a bad mood, he doesn't even want to look at my face."

"But he is not like this with Fu Yanchen. No matter how he is in a good mood, he will not drive Fu Yanchen away."

"He is always watching what Fu Yanchen is doing."

"What Fu Yanchen does is right."

"Not like me."

These are a few plainly plaintive words.

Ruoqing's footsteps temporarily stopped because of these words.

There was clearly no wind at the moment, but the hem of his clothes that fell on the dirt steps moved a few times.

Forget about this episode, Ruoqing bit the bullet and continued to walk up. He came to a corner, and not long after, he saw a door that suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he opened the door, he saw himself.

Behind the door, he was sitting in front of the window, holding a pen in a daze. The ink on the nib of the pen was dry, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't move for a long time.

Ruoqing looked at it for a while, but didn't see any problem, so he continued to walk up this road, and then saw Chanrong coming to his bedside after he fell asleep, and carefully touched him on the quilt The finger on the finger, then retracted his hand like a thief, and pursed his lips.

And things in the sea of ​​gods are easy to distinguish.

If the figures appearing in Shenhai are of normal color, it means that this memory was actually experienced by the master of Shenhai.If the figure in Shenhai is translucent, it means that this memory is the fantasy of the master of Shenhai himself.

And this memory is not translucent.

This shows that Chanrong once secretly came to his room to see him when he was asleep...

Feeling a little weird, Ruoqing opened her eyes and continued to walk up.

Behind the next door is the scene of him and Fu Yanchen sitting by the stream and eating watermelon.

In the picture, he and Fu Yanchen were leaning together, and Chanrong was watching them from behind. He took the watermelon that Fu Yanchen handed over, and said, "It's delicious." Then he said, "Ni Senior Sister Hang looks good in green."

Fu Yanchen asked him, "What about me?"

"You look good in black, Master looks good in gray, and I look good in anything."

Fu Yan sneered, stretched out her hand and pulled his left cheek, saying, "You are shameless enough."

After that, Chanrong didn't listen to what they said. He returned to his residence, sat on a chair and thought for a long time, then turned around and brought some clothes, which were green, black and gray.

Facing these clothes that didn't match his temperament, Chanrong seemed a little nervous, put his hand to his mouth and thought for a moment, as if thinking about what he should wear if Qing would like it, but finally his movements stopped .

Suddenly he remembered something.

"Ruoqing didn't mention him. Although these clothes are good, they don't suit him."

"Ruoqing never cared about what he wore or used, and this is normal, because Ruoqing doesn't like him, so there is no need for Ruoqing to look at him. Don't be depressed, just approach slowly."

"Don't be depressed, take your time."

"Don't be upset."

"Frustrated."

"Why don't you always look at me?"

"Why do you always avoid me?"

"Why can anyone stand by your side but not me?"

"If Fu Yanchen and Suyin are gone, will I be different in your eyes?"

In the sea of ​​gods, Chanrong's voice changed from being depressed to paranoid and gloomy.

Seeing this, Ruoqing didn't feel that Chanrong's thoughts were gloomy, on the contrary, he could understand the depression in Chanrong's words.

To be honest, Ruoqing really didn't think it was wrong for her past self not to like Chanrong.

As Chanrong said, he has no obligation to like Chanrong when Chanrong likes him, but he also understands Chanrong's depression.

If Ruoqing didn't like Chanrong, at this moment he would think that Chanrong's distress had nothing to do with him, this could only be considered wishful thinking of Chanrong at best.

But if Qing likes Chanrong now, he doesn't think that Chanrong's depression is just about Chanrong, and he will feel regret and heartache for his decision to alienate Chanrong in the past.

At this time, the screen changed, and Qingyuan Xia Ri was hidden behind the new door.

That summer was sweltering and hot, Ruoqing couldn't sleep at night, wandering around with paper lanterns in his hand, he couldn't believe that this sloppy look would fall into Chanrong's eyes.

He is looking at himself from Chanrong's perspective, which can be regarded as a novel experience.

The man in the picture is wearing a slightly loose white robe, with curly hair hanging loose, which always gives people a lazy and soft taste. His white and slender fingers are holding a light pole made of thin bamboo. When a gust of wind blows, the grass yellow The paper lantern gently pushed itself onto the white plain yarn along the wind, looking hazy and beautiful.

Ruoqing still remembered that the plain gauze he wore on his outer robe was given to him by Ni Heng.

Ni Heng liked to choose clothes for him since he was a child, insisting that such clothes would look elegant and fit the demeanor of a monk.If you can't beat her, just wear it for a day...

Ruoqing in the picture didn't know what Ruoqing was thinking outside the picture, he continued to walk, and came to the lake, because of his poor night vision, he decided not to go any further, but at this moment he turned his head and saw The figure that appeared behind was startled, slipped and almost fell.

At this moment, the person opposite stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

The hand clasping his arm was very hot.

Ruoqing smelled the other person's body and knew that this person was Chanrong, but he rarely got along with Chanrong alone on weekdays, and was afraid of the cold face of this uncle, so he couldn't reply immediately.

At this time, Chanrong's hand moved up a little.

Ruoqing didn't know what he was thinking at that time, so he called out: "Little uncle?"

The other party let go of his hand when he heard his voice, and told him: "It's too late, the wind is a bit cold, go back early."

Hearing Chanrong's voice, he thought that Chanrong was not very happy, so he hurriedly responded, missed Chanrong's body, and left without looking back.

Those above are indeed his past experiences.But in this dream, the past did not end here.

The hand is still moving up.

The face surrounded by curly hair looked extraordinarily fair and well-behaved.

The two overlapping figures became translucent at this moment.

From Chanrong's perspective, Ruoqing's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, like a jade bowl soaked in water, filled with a touch of water color, rippling with clear and lustrous light.The lips are not very red, but the light flesh color matches the fair face, there is no need for red to decorate it, and the skin is so white that it can drip water.

The flesh-colored lips also made him very gentle.

Ruoqing has delicate skin, a light touch with a finger can leave a faint mark, Chanrong knows this, and Ruoqing himself knows it.

Then something happened that Ruoqing didn't know about.

The person in the dark didn't let him go back like in the past, but when he was calling out to his junior uncle in a daze, he grabbed his arm and pulled him to his side without allowing him to refuse, pressing him down. go up.

In the picture, he was frightened, and reflexively took the paper lantern in his hand and hit Chanrong on the head.At this time, moonlight appeared above the head, and the moonlight pulled Chanrong's figure out of the darkness, revealing Chanrong's wolf-like eyes.

Chanrong is no longer the cold, arrogant and alienated person in his memory, he has written greed and evil on his face, his red eyes are raised, his handsome appearance is like a ghost that absorbs souls, his facial features are so exquisite that it is almost unreal.

He is taller than Ruoqing, and it doesn't take much effort to restrain Ruoqing with both hands.

When Ruoqing was caught by him, his shoulders on both sides shrank slightly, he bowed the black hair on both sides of his cheeks, and widened his beautiful eyes helplessly. The frightened cat looks pitifully beautiful, well-behaved and helpless.

"Little uncle."

Ruoqing yelled again.

But at this moment, Chanrong tore off the plain yarn from his body, and pushed him to the river.

The wet ground instantly stained Ruoqing's robe, and there were traces of mildew on the white clothes.

The tall man stopped in the middle, with the black hair on both sides pouring down like a waterfall. His slender and powerful fingers clasped Ruoqing's slender legs, and the fingers holding his legs were very hard, leaving a few tight spots. The traces of peeled flesh are like sweet and greasy creases.And his waist lying on Ruoqing's legs is full of powerful explosive power, and his broad shoulders even block Ruoqing's upper body, leaving only a pitiful little head, which is weak and weak.

This is Chanrong's fantasy.

Ruoqing, who was suppressed in fantasy, had a pitiful feeling of being unable to control herself.

Seeing this scene, Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

He stared at himself who tilted his head and squinted at Chanrong in the opposite picture, the temperature on his face became hot.

In fantasy, Chanrong moved her fingers.

Ruoqing looked at Chanrong's repressive actions, and at the helpless figure that Chanrong made up of herself, and vaguely understood the meaning of Chanrong's silence that day.

It turned out that when he was looking at Chanrong fearfully, his little uncle had some unrealistic fantasies in his mind.

And Chanrong in Shenhai is like a wolf who doesn't know what to be satisfied with. He is very vicious, forcing Ruoqing to cry and make his eyes red, while showing an almost sick expression, and Ruoqing can't refuse to reject himself.

Chanrong controls Ruoqing in this way, sometimes she closes her eyes and raises her head to let her sweat drop, sometimes she sticks her ears to Ruoqing's mouth viciously to listen to the other party's cries.

Ruoqing watched it like this for a long time, it didn't take long from the shyness and anxiety at the beginning to the numbness at the end, but this kind of calmness was stunned when Phantom Chanrong was controlling him in the fantasy, while raising his head to look at the real him Living.

Chanrong's dangerous eyes locked on Ruoqing's body, the strength in her hands became heavier and stronger, and her aggressiveness became stronger and stronger.

At the moment when the four eyes met, a suppressed sense of fear forced Ruoqing to swallow her saliva, and her instinct was screaming for danger.And the figure that had been close to him for a long time suppressed the other self enough, and came to him in a soothing rhythm, stretched out his hand to lift the long hair on the side of his face.

Ruoqing and Chanrong looked at each other, and looked past him at the inhuman phantom Ruoqing behind him.And Ruoqing in Chanrong Shenhai stopped crying at this time, and just looked at Ruoqing with a miserable look, just like Ruoqing did just now, as if waiting for the real self to be as miserable as the false self .

And Ruoqing couldn't stand the picture of him falling messily on the white clothes in his fantasy, so he kicked the steps under his feet with a dark face, and then the picture disappeared, and he walked up again with an emotion that he didn't know whether it was shame or anger Go, not long after, he saw another picture.

Chanrong went to a place where there was no sunlight, and he took a piece of purple crystal.