After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

what to try

Chun Jun doesn't understand, even though he has lived for thousands of years, it is his first time to be a human being, and no one can teach him such things as love between men and women.

Ji Xuan was the first one.

So he simply thought that men and men were nothing more than touching each other with their hands. Now, Ji Xuan opened a new door for him, and taught him how to do this kind of thing.

"Easy." Ji Xuan's voice was a bit depressed.

The kiss became hotter and hotter, from the lips to the body was completely ignited, awakening the original impulse.

Some things are instinctive, only need a guide, it will be a matter of course, Chunjun is like a drowning person, wrapped tightly, lost in the warmth...

Ji Xuan felt a little uncomfortable, tightly clutching the quilt under his hands, resisting the urge to overturn him.

Until the pain gradually dissipated and was completely replaced by other feelings, the voice suppressed in the throat could no longer be unbearable...

The bright moon in the sky hung from high to west, and the movement finally stopped completely.

Chun Jun was lying on the bed, wanting to lean over to kiss him, but Ji Xuan subconsciously turned his head to hide, looking at him coldly and calmly.

The heat in Chun Jun's heart gradually cooled down, and the phrase "Do you like me?" in his heart flinched into a sentence:

"You kiss me."

His eyelashes were wet with wet tears, as if covered with a layer of mist.

Ji Xuan said unhappily: "Don't be wronged like you are the one who suffers, don't kiss!"

Chunjun closed his eyes, hiding all the sadness in his eyes, unwilling to reveal a single bit.

What can he do?

This person said that it's okay to have a good night, but he won't give anything else.

But Ji Xuan asked him suddenly: "Can you monsters judge people's fate?"

Chunjun thought angrily: You are the monster.

Angrily said: "I am a sword spirit, not a monster."

Ji Xuan smiled and said, "Almost, so how is my fate?"

Chun Jun sighed and said, "Aren't you counting the number of murders?"

"It's clear, it's clear, I won't live long if there is no accident, if you didn't appear that time, I would be a dead person now, right?"

Chun Jun was noncommittal.

If it wasn't for his variable, Ji Xuan wouldn't be alive today.

Ji Xuan continued: "Actually, how long I live doesn't make much difference to you, 60 years, 20 years, or even a year, in your long years, but with the flick of a finger, even the slightest wave will not matter. Can't lift it up."

Chun Jun didn't make a sound, but said in his heart:

Yes, because you are all going to die after all.

Ordinary people can only live a hundred years at most.

In the quiet night, as silent as water, the original heat finally dissipated little by little, leaving nothing behind.

Ji Xuan's voice came again: "Don't come to save me next time, I'm going to die after all."

Chunjun's fingers moved.

"In the current situation, none of the three parties could do anything to anyone, but the crown prince insisted on getting involved, and he was so stupid. His Majesty dared not move Xie Jincheng, but he did. No matter how afraid he won't touch his son, I have to give him a wake-up call."

Chunjun already knew what he wanted to say, but looked at him and said: "I thought you had no heart, but you still have."

Just not on me.

Ji Xuan just laughed, and then asked:

"How is Xie Jincheng's life?"

Chun Jun looked at him and didn't speak, Ji Xuan just looked at him like that, waited for him to speak, and was silent for a while before saying: "Very good."

Yunrong is sick all over, can it be alright?

"So you see, isn't it very cost-effective to use my short life to give him the honor for the rest of his life?"

Ji Xuan squinted his eyes, with a calm demeanor, without the slightest bit of fear in the face of death.

This person has always been very arrogant, like a lone wolf that no one can tame.

Chun Jun frowned, thinking silently in his heart: Then I really shouldn't have saved you back then.

When Ji Xuan died at that time, under the connivance of His Majesty, the alarm bell would ring in the old prince's heart. If he wanted a son or faith, he would definitely want the former.

Under Xie Jincheng's grief and indignation, a palace change will start smoothly and end with a change of dynasty.

This is the original trajectory of fate, which has been changed by Chunjun's mistake and greed.

He wanted Ji Xuan, he gave up Yunrong to grow up, and bet that he would like him, but now that person said, don't save him.

Use your own life to fulfill another person.

Chun Jun lost, and lost in a mess.

He got out of bed, put on his clothes, and turned his back to the man. The boy's voice could not hear any emotion:

"when are we leaving?"

Ji Xuan replied: "After half a month."

If he committed another crime outside the customs, and today he threatened the prince, the prince will recommend him tomorrow, and use the same method as last time to let him die there.

"You won't use it when I die." Ji Xuan wrapped the quilt, and it seemed more comfortable to sleep alone.

With Chun Jun's ability, it is no problem to travel thousands of miles a day, and even save him, so that the name Ji Xuan will disappear from this world forever.

But he didn't want to.

He said, don't save me.

"Okay, I'm not coming."

After saying this sentence, there seems to be nothing to say between the two of them. What can a dying person say to him?

Ji Xuan suddenly opened his eyes slightly, looked at his back standing there and said, "How old are you?"

Chun Jun thought about it, whether it was born with wisdom or was cast by others, it has been a long time.

"Forget, it's older than you anyway."

Ji Xuan raised his eyebrows: "When you smashed into my arms, you were obviously a milk dumpling, even if you look at it now, you are still a boy."

"What do you want?"

Ji Xuan propped himself up, leaned against the head of the bed, looked at him lazily and said: "Men in all worlds have to get their names from their elders when they reach their weak crown years, I can't wait for that day anyway, how about getting one for you in advance? "

Chun Jun turned around, looked at him and asked, "What's your watch?"

Ji Xuan stared at him: "I am your elder, and I call my elders directly, but I am treasonous."

Chun Jun raised his eyebrows, glanced at the mess on the bed: "Yes, the senior who got out of bed."

As soon as Ji Xuan squinted, he obediently shut up.

"If you don't want to go, I'm sleepy and I'm going to sleep."

Turning over, Ji Xuan's face was facing inward, and his breathing began to be slow and steady.

In fact, Chun Jun didn't want him to take it, why did he have to be his elder, reminding him of all the relationships between the two of them time and time again, but it was not what he wanted.

When he walked to the door and opened it, he didn't know if the man was asleep, so he asked softly:

"what name?"

Ji Xuan's voice came clearly in the silent night:

"Ruochen."

After closing the door, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away until finally completely disappeared.

In the past few years, as the prince began to gradually control the court, the suppression of Xie Jincheng became more serious every time, but the old prince always said: "If he wants it, give it to him, anyway, it is their family's country."

Xie Jincheng was not unwilling to give it. He was afraid that the prince wanted more than that. Even if all the rights were returned, the prestige of those years had become a thorn in the prince's heart. How could he not pull it out?

Since ancient times, which one of the good generals of all dynasties retired after success?

But they are all cunning rabbits to die, and lackeys to cook.

But if he really wanted to rebel, his father would just break his legs.

On the day Ji Xuan led the decree to go to the border, he went to find him specially, and said to him: "Be careful this time, last time you almost died at the border, I suspect that someone in the court has tampered with it."

Ji Xuan just patted him on the shoulder, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I know it well."

Then, a few days before the expedition, I went to drink with his father every day, and called it, to contact and connect with each other.

The two had known each other for more than ten years, and the old prince also raised him as his son.

Soon it was time for the expedition, Xie Jincheng stood on the city wall to see him off, while Chun Jun was sitting in the mansion, holding the Chun Jun sword in his hand, and slammed down Mosuo.

Yun Rong asked him: "Aren't you going with him?"

Chun Jun froze for a moment, stopped the movement of his hands, and then said:

"He said, don't want me to go."

Yun Rong frowned, looked at him with shallow eyes, as if looking at her former self, lowered her eyes and said:

"If you don't go, you may regret it in the future."

Chunjun stubbornly said: "If I don't go, I won't regret it either."

After a while, he frowned sadly and said, "He doesn't like me."

So, why should he care about the life and death of a person who doesn't like him?

What else is there to see?

Just a dewy marriage.

Yun Rong looked at him and didn't make a sound.

Chun Jun is different from him, he was very timid when he was intelligent, coquettish and not fond of hardship, he never responded after chasing after Ji Xuan, giving up seems inevitable.

He did fulfill this promise, until Ji Xuan died, he did not look for him.

Outside the pass, the sky is filled with yellow sand, eyes are dry, and there is a desperate life everywhere.

Ji Xuan's heart was pierced by a spear, and he was numb from the pain. He gritted his teeth and moved his body, looking at the direction where he came with his gradually loose eyesight, struggling and refusing to close it.

Just staring at that direction, that empty direction.

Nobody came.

He did what he said.

More obedient than ever before.

The wet and soft lips that Chunjun kissed before are now dry and cracked, bluish white, slowly and bluntly opened, calling out in a voice that no one can hear:

"Ruochen..."

Dust means tiny, and tiny things are always pitiful, pity means love.

If you like someone, you will pity him.

And a man is willing to lie under another man's body, do I need to say more about the reason?

While Ji Xuan resented him for not being enlightened, he was also thinking:

If you really like it tightly, why bother to let it go so freely?

But once you try it, you really won't come.

He didn't even look at him for the last time before he died.

If you pester me any more, I will soften my heart if you pester me any more. If someone gives you, I will give you my heart.

But after all, you don't like her deeply enough. How could I win if I bet ten years on you for thousands of years?

Among us, who is cooler than whom?

Ji Xuan's eyes were not closed, but his breathing had stopped slowly, and his heart had completely stopped beating. From now on, there will be no such person as Ji Xuan in this world.

Even if reincarnated, it will no longer be him after all.

Chunjun really didn't even look at him, not knowing that he would not rest in peace because he couldn't wait for him to die, and not knowing his unspoken love.