Jade bone ice muscle

The familiar eyebrows and hugs, in front of his eyes, between skin touches, had nothing to do with Yuan Bugui, He Bugui slightly tightened his arms, and looked down at him for a long time.

"You died once." He Bugui's almond eyes were filled with affection, both angry and happy, the more he looked at the person in front of him, the more he missed him.

Yu Wuque shrugged: "Have you ever dreamed about me?"

"No." He Bugui raised his hand to trace the other person's outline, "I didn't come back to see my soul after that, I only taught you how to read and write, and taught you how to make swords. It's all about you in the past."

Arrive early in the confinement of Xia Yuyuan and sit in a wheelchair, then the days and nights of the happy fasting, and then in the chaotic world of mortals, the gorgeous carriage rolling forward, woke up several times in the carriage, and the crane hurriedly called his name Name, the person behind the car curtain will respond to himself, but once he lifts the curtain, the dream will wake up.

"Until just now, I was not completely sure that you are still there." Like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, a crane is still forced to move forward by a certain belief, he said, "When you dream back at midnight, you will not be alive for a day." Come and see me, I still have a little hope." I would rather believe that this person is trapped somewhere and cannot get out, not that he is reluctant to come back to see his sweetheart even after death.

"I want to see you, I really want to, but I can't get out no matter what." Yu Wuque pressed his forehead to him, "This time and space is built with a chaotic timeline, and you have to pick it up every now and then. Some falling "threads" keep the space stable, and occasionally you can get a glimpse of what happened in other time and space. I saw you... a red dress dragging a jade coffin into the city. "

The wind and snow couldn't cover up the newlywed Yanhong, but it's a pity that the back of that person alone is my biggest regret.

It is not even possible to tell whether Crane Bugui is holding a funeral for someone alone in the grand carnival that is empty of thousands of people.

He Bugui did not deny it, and said straightforwardly: "When a person dies, there are still bones. You broke your promise and became fat, but I want to keep my word. Why? Can't I pay homage to the corpse alone?"

Just listen to whether it's scary or not, Yu Wuque choked.

He used to hear folk anecdotes about some people getting married in the shade, some marrying chickens, and even marrying portraits or pearl hairpins. Yu Wuque thought these folk stories were exaggerated and exaggerated.

Waiting for someone to really see someone doing such a thing for him through the yin and yang, and now he admits it with confidence, which is more funny than heartache, Yu Wuque raised his head and pressed over, promising: "Everything owed will be made up one by one. Come back, Hexi, I won't break my promise again."

"Speak less if you open your mouth." He Bugui said, not only to say what you want to say, but also to do what you want to do as soon as possible. He hooked his head, and the other party came up to meet him, biting two pieces of tenderness.

The intimacy between lips and teeth is actually not long since the last time I did such a thing. A year or a few months, in a dream or outside of a dream, it is just any secret or small feeling in the world of mortals. It will be sublimated even more deeply.

Therefore, the intimacy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe will make a pair of lovers understand why it is not easy to come by. They just want to taste each other's breath and residual warmth a little bit, and the touch records it into an indelible memory.

The slight panting was caught and swallowed, Yu Wuque took over the other party's grievance and sadness, and doubled up in this sticky and distracted way to retaliate, as if rubbing the person in his arms was not enough, he Too thin, so thin that every rib is distinct, so thin that it is only a little provocative, the skin of the whole body is burning hot, and it is only transmitted to Yu Wuque's heart by the palm of his hand.

Yu Wuque's eyebrows twitched. At this moment, the donated golden core really started to work in He Bugui's body. There is a difference between wanting to live and being able to live. He Bugui is not used to speaking love words, and he can't hear too many sweet words.

But now that he knew that he wanted this person, he no longer cared about others. He pinched Yu Wuque's tight shoulders and almost sank into his flesh.

The main hall of the Qiangu City was as cold as an ice cellar, and the lonely wind and moon in the Floating Palace began to torture every inch of He Bugui's nerves. He didn't feel that his blood was hot until he was hugged tightly by Yu Wuque. Yes, the heart will beat.

……

After hiding for about half an hour, Elder Xuanji and Xia Zhitao really couldn't find any place worth cleaning in the kitchen, so they had to move a small stool and sit facing each other, staring at each other.

After staring for a while, the naive Xia Zhitao took the initiative to invite Ying, intending to use the excuse that lunch was ready to see if the reunited lover was satisfied.

But he ran back and forth, sat down with a blushing face, Elder Xuanji laughed at him: "Have you bumped into something you shouldn't have seen?"

"Hey." Xia Zhitao had never experienced this before, and felt shy on behalf of others, "Bi, after all, he is my teacher, teacher, master..." A master is an elder. Apart from respect and admiration, I never thought that he would It has something to do with erotic love/things.

Elder Xuanji gossiped: "What did you see? Tell me about it."

Xia Zhitaoxin said that Master's Master is so old and unscrupulous, he recalled the scene for a while, his face became more and more red, and he didn't dare to describe it, so he pointed at the two little fat birds chirping outside the window, huddled on the branch You peck at me one bite at a time, the milk and water are inseparable, inseparable.

Xia Zhitao was embarrassed: "That's it."

Elder Xuanji looked at him: "Seeing you hesitate to speak, are you envious?"

"It's a little strange." Xia Zhitao couldn't say anything, "Seeing that Master has a sweetheart now, I'm naturally happy for him, but I just feel...Master is different from before."

Elder Xuanji smiled and said, "You mean Ji Xuan?"

Xia Zhitao nodded.

Elder Xuanji became curious instead: "Is the relationship between Ji Xuan and Yu also so close?"

Xia Zhitao fell into memory, and slowly said: "Jade is the most proud work of Master, and it is also the most perfect puppet in the world. Master is very happy to be able to make it by himself, and treats it differently because the puppet has a soul. , but when it comes to intimacy, I think Master's liking for jade is more about fetishism than affection or love."

Elder Xuanji nodded while listening: "The ultimate fetish will confuse people's emotions, you continue to talk."

"Although jade has a soul, after all, there is a natural master-slave relationship between the puppet and Yanshi. I don't have much contact with it, but watching from the sidelines, jade is more about loyalty and worship." Xia Zhitao recalled With every move of the jade puppet, he wished to cling to Ji Xuan at any time, and couldn't leave his eyes for half an inch.

But whatever Ji Xuan says, he will obey. He treats him as a puppet with a soul and is the most heartfelt "tool" created by his master. It's just that these weird behaviors are attributed to Yanshi's occupational diseases that are different from others.

I never thought that a living person of flesh and blood would have a different emotion from a jade creation.

Elder Xuanji said: "The extreme fetish makes people think it is a love emotion, and it is understandable."

"But it's not as strong as Mr. Yu and Master..." He Xianchang." Xia Zhitao deliberately changed her title, with some envy in her words, "It's obvious that they are the same person, but now they have changed. I don't know why."

Elder Xuanji saw that he seemed a little disappointed, so she asked, "What kind of person is Ji Xuan?"

"Master?" Xia Zhitao put his arms on his knees and cupped his chin and said, "Master, he loves everything in the world. He has a cheerful and affectionate temperament. He treats every flower and grass equally, and he will do his best to protect it. Everything in his eyes.

So after the barbarians invaded and caused chaos, he had to save all the innocent souls when he was alone in danger, but... Master has great love, but he has never loved a specific person so intensely. He probably dedicated his feelings to all things. Well, insisting on saying that he treated someone special, just once—on the day the city was broken, he was moved with compassion, and passed the golden elixir as the key to Yu, in fact forcing him to live a good life. "

Xia Zhitao asked cautiously again: "Isn't Immortal Crane such a temperament?"

"On the contrary." Elder Xuanji had the most say in this matter. He told Xia Zhitao about He Bugui's life, and then said, "He was very withdrawn since he was a child, and he didn't express his emotions easily, and he didn't get close to others. This is his way of protecting himself from harm, until it gets worse when he grows up, making people think he is withdrawn and arrogant. You say that Ji Xuan loves everything, is sentimental and cheerful, but Xiao Xi treats everything coldly. He has seen it a lot. Just close yourself up, but not indifferent. If he really cares about someone, the other party will definitely feel his serious friendship from the details."

The love between father and son, master and apprentice, brotherhood or admiration, he has all the seven emotions and six desires that should be there, but only for very few people can he see the sincerity.

Elder Xuanji said: "It's probably what you said, strong."

Xia Zhitao is trying to get out of her cognition of Ji Xuan, and get to know her current master again. Although she is a bit unfamiliar, she sounds like a very cute person.

"A person's growth experience has created their temperament in this life. Although Ji Xuan and Xiao Xi are the soul of one person, as time goes by, their personalities will change, and their perspectives on things and decisions they will make will also change.

Otherwise, the way of heaven is in the dark, why bother to let him go back to the realm to experience pain again, it is nothing more than 1000 years later, so that today's Ji Xuanwu can understand some truths. "Elder Xuanji said, "The same is true for Yuhe Wuque. From a puppet to a human being, a soul emerges from nothing, and then enters the reincarnation. The Yu Wuque you see today is a real person in the true sense. From infancy to growing up, Wu Que has experienced all kinds of friendship and changes in the world, no matter how small things have meaning in life for him, from this point of view, Ji Xuan and Yu are long gone, Xiao Xi and Wu Que's life is just a matter of life. It has something to do with themselves, not with past lives. "

Xia Zhitao sighed melancholy.

Elder Xuanji immediately understood his thoughts, and said with relief: "You didn't wait in vain. In the end, the punishment from the heavens can be dispelled, and Ji Xuan's release is mostly due to your credit."

"I understand." Xia Zhitao smiled, "There is no need to dwell on the past, the present and the future itself are a continuation of life, and the master is still my master."

Elder Xuanji rubbed the other person's head: "Let's go, it's time to eat, today is a reunion dinner."

……

Figures in the corner hurriedly came and went, Yu Wuque slightly opened his eyes and bent the corners of his lips, and bit the slightly red and swollen lips of the other party: "Where is the master, are you not afraid of being embarrassed?"

He Bugui shook his head, his cheeks and eyes were blushing, and he pretended to be calm and said: "He knows."

"A lot of things have happened during this period, and I have to tell you everything." Yu Wuque put him down gently, and said with his arms around his waist, "But don't rush this moment, eat first, and let's take care of things later." Just leave it to me."

He Bugui tugged at his hair: "I still have important things to say."

"No matter how big it is, we can talk about it after dinner." Yu Wuque pinched his mouth, and the housekeeper's temperament was revealed again, "It happens that important people are present, so let's make up the wine and kowtow to the ancestor."

He Bugui kicked him: "Are you really not going to worry?"

"What could be more important than marrying a wife?" Yu Wuque said carelessly, leading the others to the kitchen, "I've already died once, Master, please don't say a few words, let me be happy for a day, I Now I feel that holding your hand is like holding the whole world, I have everything I want, so why should I worry about it?"

He Bugui gave him a helpless look: "It's getting greasy."

"Dislike is also true." Yu Wuque smiled hippie, with two rows of big white teeth, "Don't say you don't like to hear it."

Crane Bugui hummed, and said inappropriately, "I don't like to hear it!"

I don't like to hear you holding back your laughter.

Yu Wuque was sure of his temper, recited sour poems shamelessly, and dragged him trot all the way to the kitchen.

An ordinary home-cooked meal, so simple that you can't even see the meat, but Crane Bugui ate it with joy from body to heart, and his joy could not be expressed in words and expressions.

However, Elder Xuanji and Yu Wuque could tell from the speed at which he was eating that he hadn't felt so relaxed and happy for a long, long time.

While secretly observing, Elder Xuanji discovered that the boy raised since childhood had changed a lot. In the past, it was impossible for him to eat at a table with strangers.

Now Xia Zhitao is sitting quietly on the side, He Bugui thinks about him calling himself "Master", wanting to take care of him a little more, he clumsily and dullly picks up food for others, the food is piled up into small hills, and the place where chopsticks are placed is all No.

Xia Zhitao was so flattered that she kept thanking her all the time, but she couldn't take a bite.

It is not good to feed pigs like this.

He Bugui put his chopsticks aside and looked at him coldly: "Did Ji Xuan not allow you to eat before?"

"No, no." Xia Zhitao tremblingly said, "Master treats me very well, and you, you treat me very well."

"Then why don't you eat it?" Crane Bugui was puzzled.

Xia Zhitao crazily grilled rice: "I'll eat it now, I'll eat it right now."

Yu Wuque whispered to him helplessly: "Master, I don't want to be so pressured, I know you want to take care of him, take your time, I will teach you."

"I don't want you to teach me." He Bugui refused to admit that he was ignorant of the world, and threw the blame away, "You used to oppress me like this, so it was not because you cared, but because you were perfunctory?"

Yu Wuque reacted very quickly: "Of course I care about you."

"Oh." He Bugui pointed to the leftovers on the table, "Then you eat them all."

Elder Xuanji covered her mouth and smiled.

Xia Zhitao cast a sympathetic look.

Yu Wuque said in a low voice: "Too much, I can't eat any more. Give me some face."

Crane Bugui gave him a sharp and affectionate look.

Lost face, the food will be wiped out.

The euphemistic name is caring.

Yu Wuque had no choice but to transfer the conflict to Xia Zhitao, one of them was half, and he had to eat clean even if he died. He Bugui's "concern" and Elder Xuanji's cooking skills could not be wasted.

Elder Xuanji laughed loudly at the side: "What's this called?"

Xia Zhitao raised her hand, spraying rice grains and rushing to answer: "I know that, my wife is strict!"

"You're the one who talks too much!" Yu Wuque also slapped him with disgust, "Master's wife is punished, and you can't even run away as an apprentice! Eat you!"

The whole small courtyard was filled with the voice of Elder Xuanji laughing wantonly. He Bugui supported his head and twirled his chopsticks. Whoever eats slowly would be knocked on the back of his hand by him. He thought with a smile, if the time really freezes at this moment, how much would it be? good.

The family sits around, the lights are friendly, and the most proud thing in life is nothing more than that.