After the rebirth, the scumbag went crazy for me

Those Desperate Two Years ([-])

In the past two years, he has hardly had a good night's sleep. Every time he fell asleep, he would dream of the scene of Yuhuai star falling into a pool of blood in front of his eyes.

Thick blood spread under Yuhuai Xing's body, the pure white thin shirt was soaked with blood, and the snow fell on his white jade-like skin.

In the dream, no matter how hard he tried to stop the scene in front of him, he was powerless and could only let history repeat itself again and again.

Despair hit again and again, and the collapse spread in the bottom of my heart. I don't know how many times I have experienced that bone-wrenching pain.

The cold wind whistling, carrying bone-piercing cold, Gu Cinian suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

Looking down at the person in his arms, his body without the slightest warmth leaned against his arms, and his hands holding Yuhuai Xing trembled slightly.

At that time, his heart was throbbing and hurting. Looking at the slightly shaking candlelight, he slowly put the person in his arms down the ice coffin, took the knife and slashed fiercely on the arm of his left hand.

Hot blood oozed out and slowly flowed into the soul-returning lamp.

The pain in his arm hit him, but his heaving chest slowed down a little. Looking at the blood oozing out, the scene of Yuhuai star falling into a pool of blood in his dream flashed again in a daze.

His body also trembled.

Every time he thinks about it, the despair and pain of the past still flashed vividly in his mind, tightening his heart tightly.

"Gu Cinian." Yu Huaixing's voice pulled Gu Cinian back from his memories, and looked at the person in front of him and held him tightly.

"Stars... stars!"

Yu Huaixing let him hug him, slowly reached out to hug him back, and patted him on the back lightly.

In Gu Cinian's eyes just now, he saw the panic flashing in the man's eyes, being held tightly by him, but he could still feel his uneasiness.

Resting her head on Gu Cinian's shoulder, Yu Huaixing gently rubbed against her.

The words Gu Cinian just said were still lingering in his ears, he bit his lip, his heart tightened uncontrollably, after a while he asked softly: "What do you mean by one more year?"

"There's still one year left, it's..." Gu Cinian tightened his grip on Yuhuai Xing.

That soul-returning lamp needs to be soaked in blood, and the candle cannot be extinguished, and it has to be soaked for two years.

In those two years, his hands were covered with scars, and he was in a trance. He only felt better when he held the Yuhuai star.

Two years, whether it is long or short, is as long as a century to Gu Cinian.

During those two years, he didn't dare to sleep soundly. The despair in his dreams caused him to collapse in pain. He could barely sleep enough to maintain his body's functions.

In order to maintain enough blood to nourish the soul-returning lamp.

At night, he woke up from his dream, holding Yuhuai Xing's body that had lost its temperature for a long time.

Looking at the mandosahua all over the mountain swaying in the wind with the sound of the bell at midnight, and staring at the snowflakes, he would always say to Yuhuai Star: "Stars, it's snowing again."

Yuhuaixing likes to watch the snow. When he was in the third year of high school, he saw Yuhuaixing several times go to the back garden to watch the snow alone when no one was home after school.

At that time, his tense body would relax, and his hidden face would be filled with a happy smile.

Obviously he likes watching snow so much, but Jincheng has snowed so many times, but he refuses to open his eyes once to see it.

The candlelight that had just been soaked in blood in the ice city turned redder and redder. Gu Cinian glanced at the soul-returning lamp, and his eyes slowly fell on Yuhuai Xing.

Holding Yuhuaixing's hand, he twirled Yuhuaixing's slender and white fingertips, smiled and said: "Still angry? I will watch with you every time it snows in the future. If you find it cold in the future, we will Just go to another city."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and the wound on his hand felt bursts of pain. The casually bandaged wound was torn apart at some point, and the blood seeped out and stained the white bandage red.

The remaining year seems to be longer than ever, every minute and every second seems to be infinitely stretched, only the pain is spreading rapidly.

The cold winter in Jincheng lasted for a whole year, snowflakes seemed to be mourning for Yuhuai Star, covering the world with a layer of pure white.

In that patch of white snow, Gu Cinian finally no longer dreamed of the bloody Yuhuai star lying in a pool of blood.

In the dream... transformed into a sheet of white snow.

Looking at the white snow falling on the blood-colored flowers, he would often be in a trance, and the memories of the past kept flashing before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Just like this, wandering through despair and pain over and over again, the soul-returning lamp stayed on for two full years.

On the last day of two years, Gu Cinian looked at Yuhuai Xing who was quietly lying in the ice coffin for a long time, he kissed Yuhuai Xing's lips with trembling hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are finally coming back."

Blood flowed from the scarred hands, the wick was soaked, and the fire became redder and more dazzling.

The scars on his hands were old and new, and the scars on his skin were criss-crossed, and the original skin could no longer be seen.

In the past two years of immersing the soul-returning lamp, he has been in a trance of despair and pain, and he was only slightly awake on the last day.

Hearing the bell ringing at midnight, watching the blood-colored mandosahua swaying in the wind, he hugged the Yuhuai star and watched the falling white snow all the time.

"When you come back, we'll go on a trip, where you want to go." He stroked Yuhuai Xing's face with no warmth and blood, and said with a smile, "You have slept for two years, you should wake up coming."

The candlelight in the house was red and blinding, and the cold wind outside the house was wailing.

In the house, he hugged the Yuhuai star and looked at the snow for a long time. This night, the moonlight was covered by clouds, and there were only sparse stars.

The bone-penetrating cold wind passed by, even though Yuhuai Xing's icy skin could not feel the cold, Gu Cinian still wrapped him in a warm blanket.

In the ice city, there are Yuhuai star's things everywhere, as well as things that the two of them have in common.

After Yuhuai star left, he kept all of Yuhuai star's things and put them away, and the things Yuhuai star gave him were even more well preserved.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, he looked at the painting Yuhuai Xing gave him in the room, slowly lost in thought.

At that time, Yu Huaixing accidentally rolled down the stairs when he ran over to give him the painting, which caused amnesia. Although Yu Huaixing never remembered this incident, he still kept the painting.

Looking at himself in the painting, he smiled and slowly lowered his eyes.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the bell wailed amidst the howling wind, and the snowflakes fell on the bloody mandosa, making the bloody flower waves even more coquettish and charming.

The slightly swaying crimson candlelight in front of the ice coffin reflected the shadows of the two people in front of them, and the candlelight slowly became more blood-red.

"Star, it's time to come back."

He turned his head and kissed Yu Huaixing's hair, waved his scarred hand, and the crimson candle light fell down, and a blood-red flame gradually spread.

That night, Jincheng's blood-stained half of the sky was set on fire, flying snowflakes scattered in the air, and sparks lingered.

"Hmm..." Yu Huaixing suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart, and unconsciously tightened his grip on Gu Cinian's clothes.

"Xing Xing, what's wrong with you?!" Gu Ci Nian anxiously held Yu Huai Xing's arm, his eyes full of tension and panic.

"Is your heart hurting again?"

Long eyelashes fluttered slightly, Yu Huaixing stared at Gu Cinian's flustered eyes, grabbed his collar and pulled it hard when he called the doctor, and kissed his thin lips.

Just now, in a trance with a slight pain in his heart, he seemed to have seen the scenes that flashed before his eyes.

I saw how crazy Gu Cinian was after he fell in a pool of blood, I saw how desperate he was to the point of collapse, I saw how miserable he was tormented during the two years when he used blood to feed the lamp, and I saw him being tortured together with him. The fire of the soul-returning lamp devoured it.

The fire burned for three days and three nights, and then it was covered by a heavy snow, and the blood-colored mandosahua bloomed even more gorgeous and coquettish.

"Gu Cinian, Gu Cinian..." Yu Huaixing's eyes were slightly red, and the images he had just seen in a trance hit his heart little by little.

He never thought that Gu Cinian would die in love with him. In the ice city, the moment Gu Cinian waved the soul lamp was more sober than all the time in those two years, but there was no fear of death in his eyes.

Opening his lips slightly, he bit Gu Cinian's lips forcefully, the sudden pain made the man gasp.

But he didn't push Yuhuai Xing away, instead he hugged the person in his arms even tighter - pampering him with everything.

Blood oozed from the wound and melted in the mouth, and the smell of blood lingered in their kiss.

"Xing Xing, baby..." Gu Cinian put one arm around Yuhuai Xing's waist, and gently stroked the back of his neck with the other.

"Why did you do that?" Yuhuai Xing's voice was slightly hoarse, and the corners of his eyes were reddened.

The question was endless, but Gu Cinian understood what he meant.

Kissing Yu Huai Xing's eyes with distress, Gu Cinian caressed Yu Huai Xing's face and said softly: "Because without you, my life is meaningless."

In his previous life, Yuhuai Xing's body gradually lost its temperature in his arms. Although no one had tried the method he tried to find after he went mad, he seemed to be holding on to the glimmer of hope as if he had seen the dawn.

The reason why no one has tried the method recorded in the ancient book is because after two years of feeding the lamp with blood, they have to use their own soul to bring back the dead soul of that person.

That is... to be reborn from the ashes.

People cherish their lives, it would be fine if they could recall the dead souls of their loved ones like this, but if they fail, they will take their own lives for nothing.

So no one has ever tried it.

Gu Cinian kissed the tip of Yuhuai Xing's nose, smiled lightly and said, "At that time, I thought, even if I failed, at least I would die with you."

If he hadn't found this method at the beginning, he would have left with Yuhuai Star, so after getting the method recorded in ancient books, he never thought of giving up even though he endured thousands of pains.

Without Yuhuai star, he seemed to have lost the desire to live long ago.

Enthusiasm welled up from the bottom of his heart, filling Yu Huaixing's eyes, and in the next second, crystal tears rolled down from his eyes, slid across his cheeks and dripped onto the back of Gu Cinian's hand.

The moment the teardrops touched the skin on the back of his hand, Gu Cinian's body trembled slightly, as if he had been severely scalded by a hot iron.

"Baby, don't cry!" Gu Cinian panicked and distressed Yu Huaixing to wipe off the tears on his face, kissed the end of his eyes and coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

Yuhuai Xing shook his head, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling down, as if hot drops of fire were branded on the bottom of Gu Cinian's heart.

At this moment, Gu Cinian was in a panic, anxious and distressed, coaxing and worrying: "Baby don't cry, or your eyes will hurt. Did I do something wrong? Tell me, I will change it, baby tell me, okay?" good?"

"No, it's not..." Yu Huai Xing shook his head, he didn't want to cry but couldn't stop his tears, he choked up and said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't, you didn't do anything wrong."

Gu Cinian was heartbroken seeing Yu Huaixing like this, so he kissed the corners of Yu Huaixing's eyes, and wiped his tears while running along his back.

"Baby doesn't cry, don't cry, just bite me if you want to cry, it will make you feel better, otherwise your eyes will be red and hurt from crying."

Pursing his lips, Yu Huaixing just wanted to shake his head when Gu Cinian crossed his index finger and gently touched his lips with the back of his finger, coaxing: "Baby, open your mouth and be obedient."

Opening his lips slightly, Gu Cinian's fingers were between his teeth, and his canine teeth pierced into the flesh, but the man smiled at him, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Being embraced by the man, he wrapped his arms around Gu Cinian's neck, biting his shoulder, and the teardrops stuck to his long eyelashes dripped like a butterfly with wet wings.

The pain came in bursts, but Gu Cinian's hand stroking Yu Huaixing's back didn't stop, and kept stroking gently.

After a long time, Yu Huai Xing gradually calmed down, Gu Cinian looked at his reddened eyes and felt distressed, so he quickly brought a hot towel to apply to Yu Huai Xing.

Yu Huaixing was lying on Gu Cinian's lap, holding the corner of the man's clothes with his hand, and the next second the man's hand took his hand, wrapping his hand in his wide palm.

The warm body temperature came, but inexplicably made Yuhuai Xing feel at ease.

"The road was too congested just now, Mr. Gu, I—" Not long after, Doctor Han's voice came to an abrupt end from the door.

He was still panting, and it looked like he must have rushed over in a hurry.

When he entered the door, he met Gu Cinian's cold gaze, and he fell silent for a moment, covering his mouth and not even daring to breathe.

On his lap, Yu Huai Xing had already fallen asleep.

Just now Yuhuai Xing's mood fluctuated too much, he lay on his lap with a hot towel on his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

Gu Cinian gently picked up Yu Huaixing, and slowly put him down on the bed.

The doctor walked in like walking on eggshells, only daring to use his mouth to speak.

Looking at Yuhuai Xing's sleeping face, Gu Cinian lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth before taking a pen and writing a line on the paper.

Taking the paper and looking at the strong handwriting on it, the doctor was speechless for a while, but felt that it was nothing more than normal.

Gu Cinian only wrote one sentence: Xing Xing is asleep, check again tomorrow.

He has long been used to matters related to Yuhuai Star, Gu Cinian is completely like a wife and slave, afraid that his heart will be wronged a little.

Helpless, he had no choice but to go to the guest room to sleep for one night, and wait until Yuhuai Xing wakes up tomorrow, and then conscientiously help Gu Cinian's sweetheart to check up.

The breeze is blowing, slowly blowing the light tulle, the air is filled with the aroma of peach blossom and champagne rose, lingering on the tip of the nose.

After leaving Fang Zihuai's company, they returned to their home in City B. The peach blossoms in the yard were blown by the evening wind, and the peach-pink petals floated in the air. One piece floated into the room with the wind and fell under the silver moonlight. .

Gu Cinian hugged the baby in his arms, wrapped Yuhuaixing's hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, and slowly lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

Feeling the warmth of the person in his arms, he kissed Yuhuai Xing's hair, and the tip of his nose was lingered by the faint fragrance that belonged to Yuhuai Xing—his heart that had been hanging all this time seemed to be soothed.

The person lying in his arms now has warmth, not the cold body that can't breathe in the previous life!

The man's fingertips lightly touched Yu Huaixing's lips. Although the soft lips were light in color, they were blood-colored.

The hand that touched Yuhuai star trembled slightly, and he was always unbelievably worrying about gains and losses.

This life was bought by him with his life, and he was bought by countless tortures and pains during the two years of madness. He must not let Yuhuai star suffer any more grievances.

Every time he thinks back to those two years, the despair and collapse in the past are still vivid, like bursts of sharp and slender needles piercing his heart, just like Ling Chi.

But now, seeing his baby lying in his arms and feeling his warmth, he felt a lot more at ease.

"Baby..." He hugged Yuhuai Xing tightly, the endless love wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, and finally turned into gentle whispers.

The next day, the weak sunlight shone through the cracks in the window, and Yu Huai Xing unconsciously rubbed against the man's arms.

Looking at the lazy and delicate sleeping face of the person in his arms, Gu Cinian's heart softened.

His dark as ink pupils reflected the figure of Yuhuai Star, just like the spring water of the West Lake, containing endless tenderness.

The peach blossoms are fragrant, the breeze whispers, everything is so beautiful and happy.

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