I'm devastated by the glamour halo

The footsteps were heavy and procrastinated, full of thoughts.He Liangshui has never heard of Chu Guyi walking with such messy steps, Chu Guyi has always walked with aloofness and elegance, and cultivators pay attention to lightness and dexterity.

He Liangshui opened his mouth to make a sound, but it was as if his throat was stuck in cotton wool, and he couldn't utter a word.

The figure approached, but he didn't find another person in the bedroom for the first time. Chu Guyi wandered into the sky, and used the clear water in the copper basin to clean his face. The water surface reflected his face, his eyes were gloomy, and his expression was as dead.

...Will Mr. He really come back?Are they lying to him?

Indistinctly, Chu Guyi realized that maybe, his Mr. He would never come back again.Otherwise, after half a month, why would his Mr. He have no temperature at all and no vitality at all?

Chu Guyi stood there dumbfounded, violent, guilty, and remorseful, instantly ignited his eyes, forcing a trace of blood red, so that his spiritual power lost control, and the water in a basin froze, making a cracking sound.

He Liangshui traced Chu Guyi's figure from the corner of his eye, and called out in his heart, brother, Chu Guyi, I'm here quickly!

With a different body, a different heart, so the heart's sympathy failed, Chu Guyi was still stuck in place, and after a while, he slowly moved towards the bed.

He Liangshui's heart was beating wildly, and he was ready to be killed by Chu Guyi tonight.

If you think about it carefully, it's wrong, what if Chu Guyi really regards him as a substitute?

Will not.He Liangshui quickly vetoed this guess, Chu Guyi is not that kind of person.

The bed curtain was lifted by a big hand with slender bones, He Liangshui closed and opened his eyes, and he had not seen Chu Guyi for "half a month", facing Chu Guyi's face directly.

Thin, decadent, gloomy, with black eyes, the whole image of a widower whose wife just died.

Of course, he is still handsome.

He Liangshui stared straight at him.

When Chu Guyi found someone on the bed, he was stunned for a moment at first, but after seeing He Liangshui's appearance, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his lifeless pupils were lit by candlelight.

"... Mr. He?"

He Liangshui, who couldn't move or speak, expressed his joy by blinking.

"Mr. He!" The bed was low, Chu Guyi half knelt down, stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, "Is it really you?"

He Liangshui blinked, it was me.

When the fingertips touched the real delicate skin that belonged to a living person, Chu Guyi's eyes became hot, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "It's really you? Mr. He..."

He Liangshui continued to blink, and relieved me quickly.

"Why do not you speak?"

"..."

"What's the matter with you?" Chu Guyi lifted the quilt, saw He Liangshui's hospital gown, touched the clothes in doubt, touched He Liangshui's short hair, quickly withdrew his hand, and looked coldly.

He Liangshui: "?"

Chu Guyi stood up, turned around and left, the pace was almost urgent.

He Liangshui: Come back!why are you going ?

Chu Guyi rushed back to the Qifeng Palace where He Liangshui was treated, while Mr. Qi and Bai Linger, master and apprentice, were watching the night with sad faces, talking.

"I really can't cure it." Mr. Qi is a little old man, with a sparse bun on his head, tied into a gourd shape, and the bottom beard is also like a gourd.

Split a gourd and it becomes a ladle, so it will be a matter of time.

After hearing this, Bai Linger saw Chu Guyi, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly stood up, "Chu, Chu Guyi, I didn't tell you to rest, why did you come back? It's fine if Master and I stay here .”

Old Qi was sitting on the threshold, holding a wine jug in his hand, he swung his head up and took a big gulp of wine like a dead pig, not responsible for what he just said.

Bai Ling'er explained dryly: "Master, he was joking, don't take it seriously. Don't worry, Mr. He will definitely be rescued."

Chu Guyi asked: "Where is Mr. He?"

"It's inside." Bai Ling'er didn't know why, "I'll guard it with Master, don't worry."

What's more, there is an enchantment around the Phoenix Hall, not to mention people, even a fly can't get close easily.

"Inside?" Chu Guyi confirmed.

"Of course." Bai Linger said.

For the past half month, Chu Guyi has never been away from He Liangshui's "corpse" for a moment, but at this moment, he actually shrinks back. If He Liangshui is still here, then what did he see in the bedroom?

Chu Guyi walked into the hall with difficulty.

Old Qi murmured: "This kid is a demon."

Bai Linger frowned, and asked Chu Guyi softly, "Did something happen?"

Originally, Elder Zhu came over and begged in every possible way to persuade Chu Guyi to go to the bedroom to rest tonight. Bai Linger spent a lot of effort to persuade Chu Guyi to rest for a night. She didn't know about the "substitute" .

Chu Guyi made a solemn face and didn't answer. He walked to the bed and saw the bloody man with black hair and lifeless man on the bed. His back stiffened as if he had been struck by lightning, and he remained motionless. "Mr. He...is really here."

"Young Master He has been here all along." Bai Linger said.

Chu Guyi touched the corpse's cheek, it was cold, his lips turned blue, "How could this be?"

These days, after all the comforting words have been said, Bai Linger racked his brains and couldn't come up with any new tricks, so he could only comfort him in the same way: "Mr. Come here, this time it will definitely work.”

"Really?"

"...Of course." Bai Ling'er couldn't even convince herself that there were so many possibilities and miracles in the world.

Chu Guyi believed it, he had to believe it, otherwise the only thought in his heart would be broken.He stared out in a daze and went back to the bedroom.

The bedroom is just behind Qifeng Hall, and it's only a few steps away. He Liangshui didn't wait long, when he heard footsteps, he lifted his spirits up again.

Chu Guyi lifted the gauze curtain, looked down at the person on the bed, "Mr. He, are you playing hide-and-seek with me?"

He Liangshui could only blink.

Chu Guyi didn't touch He Liangshui, but instead looked more and more sober, more and more weird, his expression gradually became crazy, "Why are you pretending to be my Mr. He? Who are you? Who are you?!"

He Liangshui stared, silly brother, I am your Mr. He!

Chu Guyi thought of "He Liangshui" who was still lying in Qifeng Hall, sour and wet eyes appeared in his eyes, "Mr. He will never come back, he will never come back..."

He Liangshui hated Chu Guyi's aggrieved appearance the most, his heart softened, and he wanted to shed tears.But at this moment, Chu Guyi went crazy, and threw He Liangshui and the quilt off the bed.

He Liangshui: "?!!"

He Liangshui couldn't move, couldn't scream, and almost fell on his face.This account must be settled on Elder Zhu.

The misery, depression, and shattered hopes of the past few days formed an unprecedented heartbreak, which attacked Chu Guyi's heart. He hissed: "You are not my Mr. He! My Mr. He is dead! Why do you think that? Can you replace him?"

He Liangshui: "..."

Chu Guyi walked to the other side of the bed, grabbed He Liangshui that was rolled up under the quilt and bed tent, his eyes were bloodshot, and every word he said seemed to have been soaked in bitter water: "Give me back my Mr. I."

He Liangshui's nose was sore, and when he blinked, tears fell—you fool, I'm right in front of your eyes.

Chu Guyi froze, raised his hand in disbelief, and lightly brushed He Liangshui's tearful left eye with his fingertips.A faint mole is dotted at the end of the eyes, adding poetic tenderness to the peach blossom eyes.

Is there really such a person in the world?Even the tear mole looks exactly the same?

Chu Guyi suddenly became unsure, unable to tell what is reality and what is dreaming, "Mr. He?"

He Liangshui pursed his lips, pressed his lips, showing an aggrieved arc: "Quickly relieve my acupuncture point!"

"Are you really Mr. He?"

"..."

Fei Jiu, who was watching the play on the beam, finally couldn't stand it any longer, and roared, "Chu Guyi! Are you blind?"

Chu Guyi looked up, "Fat...bird?"

In Luoxia Town, Fei Jiu suddenly disappeared, Chu Guyi kept forgetting to ask, and hadn't seen him for a while, "Why are you here? Are you here to be buried for Mr. He?"

Fei Jiu was so angry that he was half dead, and at the same time he was a little bit embarrassed, "I don't want to be buried, and He Liangshui is not dead."

"not dead?"

"To be precise, it's death and life, life and death, death and life. There is no one in the world who can toss more than him." Fat Jiu annoyed, "But at least the task has been completed."

Chu Guyi only listened to He Liangshui's "dead and alive", he looked at the person close at hand, "Is it really Mr. He?"

"Who else is there besides him?" Fat Jiu flapped his wings and flew away, "I won't disturb your good business."

The bedroom became quiet, Chu Guyi pinched He Liangshui's face, "Mr. He, does it hurt?"

He Liangshui burst into tears in pain, you son of a bitch, you should pinch yourself!

"Why doesn't Mr. He speak?"

"..."

"Why don't you move?"

"..."

Chu Guyi carefully carried He Liangshui back to the bed, flustered and helpless to check what was wrong with him, and then he realized that this was the simplest way of acupressure, and he did not even need spiritual power, he just gave He Liangshui hydrolysis hole.

He Liangshui pressed his throat in one breath, jumped up like a rabbit, and slapped Chu Guyi with both hands, "You idiot! Stupid brother! Even I can't recognize him!"

As soon as the word "brother" came out, Chu Guyi felt as if he had been immobilized, he was beaten by He Liangshui, his heart surged, and came out of his eyes, "Mr. He...is it really you?"

It is not enough to confirm this sentence even a thousand times, ten thousand times.

He had lost He Liangshui too many times, and he could no longer bear even a little lie.

He Liangshui was angry and distressed, held Chu Guyi's handsome face, kissed away the tears on his face, "I'm back."

Chu Guyi asked again: "Am I dreaming?"

He Liangshui poked loudly on his cheeks, nose tip, and forehead, and said with a smile, "Do you believe it now?"

This is a secret code that belongs exclusively to them and has not been told to others.Chu Guyi embraced He Liangshui, as if he was embedding him into his own flesh and blood, and yelled hoarsely over and over again: "Mr. He... Mr. He... I thought you wouldn't come back."

He Liangshui whispered in his ear: "Chu Guyi, I came back for you."

Chu Guyi trembled, "Mr. He, I'm so scared."

He Liangshui suddenly asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Chu Guyi bit his lips tightly, a fishy sweetness spread from his throat that hadn't drank water for half a month: "I'm afraid this is another dream of mine."

He Liangshui looked into his eyes, uneasiness, fear, and pain still tormented Chu Guyi.He Liangshui's heart ached, he used his own lips to moisten Chu Guyi's lips, and said softly: "I will never leave again, I won't go anywhere, I will always be with you. Chu Guyi, I love you."

Love can eliminate all worries and worries, Chu Guyi seemed to have found a warm home, deepened the kiss, untie the buttons of He Liangshui's sick clothes without a teacher, and pecked at the little cherry.

"It's Mr. He's little cherry." Chu Guyi confirmed with burning eyes.

He Liangshui: "..."

The author has something to say:

Chu Guyi: Eat cherries.

He Liangshui: Hey cub.