It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

"How?" The young man walked up to Chu Lianyu, looked up at him condescendingly.

"No way." Chu Lianyu snorted, hugged the biscuits in her arms, turned her head and left.

"Stop." The man grabbed his collar, glanced at the biscuits, and said coldly, "Let me lead the way."

"No please." Chu Lianyu was caught off guard and couldn't move. The anger in his heart rushed upwards, and he said angrily, "Let go."

"You invite me." The boy repeated stubbornly, ignoring what he said.

Chu Lianyu got angry, without saying a word, bowed her head, bent over, turned around, broke free from the boy's hand, aimed at the man's nose again, and beat him hard.

"Hey, why are you being unreasonable?" the boy yelled while dodging Chu Lianyu's fist.

"Who is unreasonable?"

Chu Lianyu stopped, and stared at the young man vigorously, the more she looked, the more angry she became.

"Are you stupid?" He shouted at the arrogant boy.

"Are you swearing?" The boy's face turned cold, and he reached out to touch the sword behind him.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." Chu Lianyu patted the ashes on the hem of his clothes, feeling even hungrier in his stomach, he squeezed a sesame seed cake and took a bite, and said vaguely, "I still need to find someone, don't block me."

The young man's hand was still on the hilt of the sword, but his eyes were fixed on Chu Lianyu's mouth, looking like a wolf that had been hungry for three days.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Lianyu quickly swallowed the pancakes in her mouth, kept the few pancakes left in her arms, and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

The boy swallowed, hugged his chest and said, "Please ask me to lead the way."

"Then I'll give you a cake, right?" Chu Lianyu looked this man up and down, "You don't look like you have no money."

"You don't care about me." The young man interrupted him and said proudly, "Just say please or not."

"No." Chu Lianyu turned around gracefully, leaving the young man behind.

"..." The young man jumped up to Chu Lianyu, "Stop for me."

Chu Lianyu looked at him with a headache, "What's wrong with you? I really want to find someone, so don't stop me."

"You ask me, I'll take you." The young man dropped a sentence forcefully and looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

The two confronted each other for a while, Chu Lianyu looked at the sky, and stretched out his hand in frustration.

Biscuits.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he swallowed very obviously.

"Here, here you are." Chu Lianyu said weakly.

"Deal." The young man looked happy, snatched the biscuits, swallowed them three times, and then looked at Chu Lianyu's arms with some unsatisfactory intentions.

"You are enough." Chu Lianyu hid and said dissatisfiedly, "You must leave one for me, right?"

"Hmm." The boy turned his gaze abruptly and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Mu Mansion." Chu Lianyu replied while biting a sesame seed cake, and stood there waiting for him to lead the way, "Let's go."

"En." The boy agreed straightforwardly, and turned around neatly.

Chu Lianyu followed behind him, eating and eating the last sesame seed cake, looking curiously at the straight back of the young man, at his braids that swayed as he walked.

"Hi, what's your name?" he asked.

The boy looked back at him, raised his head and said, "Ah Jiu."

Does the name make him proud?

Chu Lianyu secretly spurned, and called his name from behind, "Xiao Jiu."

"It's Ah Jiu." The boy stopped and corrected him solemnly.

"It's all the same." Chu Lianyu waved her hand indifferently, and pointed to the front, "Go ahead and lead the way."

Ah Jiu pursed her lips, touched the sword behind her, looked at Chu Lianyu's eating, turned around and continued walking.

"What's your name?" He asked suddenly.

Chu Lianyu walked while eating, heard the sound, and replied obediently, "Chu Lianyu."

Ah Jiu paused, shook quickly, then stood up straight again, and said calmly, "Xiaoyu."

"It's Chu Lianyu!" Chu Lianyu frowned instantly, and shouted at the young man's back, and the slag of sesame cakes sprayed straight to the young man's back along his breath.

"It's all the same." Ah Jiu imitated Chu Lianyu's previous appearance, and waved her hands behind her, her tone light and airy.

"Are you going to fight?" Chu Lianyu stopped and entered a fighting state.

"No." Ah Jiu replied lightly.

There is a feeling of being aggrieved by punching cotton.

"No one dares to take on a challenge." Chu Lianyu said angrily, "Cowards. Cowards."

Ah Jiu pinched the scabbard, took a breath, and said very principledly, "The business just now hasn't been completed yet. Don't fight."

"Then you lead the way!" Chu Lianyu stroked his sleeves and hummed, "After leading the fight."

"En." Ah Jiu responded, grabbed a passing girl casually, and asked coldly, "How do I get to Mufu?"

"..." Chu Lianyu had black lines all over her face, and she admired Ah Jiu extremely, "You don't know the way and still grab business?" He looked at Ah Jiu with contempt.

"You don't care about me." Ah Jiu replied, grabbed the frightened girl who wanted to slip away, and repeated, "How do I get to Mufu?"

The girl was pulled fiercely on the street to ask for directions. She had suppressed tears for a long time, and when Ah Jiu questioned her, the tears immediately fell down.

"Did you hear clearly?" Ah Jiu turned around and asked Chu Lianyu sincerely.

"Ask me?" Chu Lianyu looked at him incredulously, "Who is going to lead the way?"

"Me." Ah Jiu pointed at herself honestly, exhaled, turned her head and said viciously to the girl, "Say it again."

"..."

asshole.

Chu Lianyu looked at the sky, and cursed in her heart.

It's coming, it's coming.

He came after him.

Already heard the voice.

Mu Qinghe opened his mouth excitedly, running forward happily like a child being chased.

The sound is getting closer.

right in the ear.

He says--

Mu Qinghe froze suddenly, the corners of his raised mouth were pursed in pain, and his whole body trembled violently.

After standing for a while, he started to move and walked forward again.

Even though it was flat ground, he walked crookedly, and walked into a secret room in a trance. Mu Qinghe sat on the couch, covering his face, not moving for a long time.

"Mother, don't go..." There seemed to be someone calling desperately in my ear.

There was someone under him, and the corners of that person's eyes were slowly shedding tears, like the morning dew, glistening, sliding into the temples, and disappearing.

In a trance, he saw a person exactly like himself lowering his head greedily, anxiously licking the teardrops from the corners of that person's eyes, over and over again, like a thirsty person in the desert, finally seeing the long-awaited water.

The face stained with tears is also so smooth and tender, the elegant face is like a flower bone drenched by dew, so dazzling, arousing pity, making people want to stop.The skin on his body is so soft, every inch of it makes him linger, his hands seem to be stuck to his body, he is reluctant to leave, and he doesn't want to leave, just rubbing and playing with it, wishing that his whole body is his own .

"Stop shouting, they can't see." He heard his voice whispering in the man's ear, and then looked at his continuous tears, and his whole body became excited.

"Don't try to run away anymore." He saw his hand on that person, pinched it vigorously, saw that a layer of bruises appeared on the tender skin instantly, excitement and longing rose from the bottom of his heart, he held back Unable to hold back the longing in his heart, he pinched vigorously on the tender flesh of his inner thigh. Seeing the man shrinking his leg in pain, he smiled, "I will be angry if you leave me."

"Don't... don't treat me like this." The man shook his head and begged, his always gentle face was wet with tears, and covered with a layer of grief, "Let me go," he said with a red nose With a strong nasal voice, "I am your brother."

"No." He heard himself refuse, and then, uncontrollably, he slapped down hard.

The screams sounded right next to his ears, Mu Qinghe shook violently, and rolled down from the couch.

"No, don't..." He shrank his body and rolled in the secret room. "I was wrong." He kept crying, "I was wrong, bro."

The hallucination came as usual, Mu Qinghe rolled on the ground in pain, his face was covered with tears, he saw himself holding various tools and beating that person, he saw his flawless body gradually covered by scars, old and new ,complex.He heard the man crying in pain and pleading deeply, he heard himself enjoying himself like a ghost, laughing happily, time was painted bright red by blood, he was immersed in perverted happiness, unable to extricate himself.

"Why, why are you doing this to me?"

He heard that the man no longer struggled, no longer ran, just repeated it over and over again, looking at the sky with gloomy eyes, he didn't know who he was asking questions.

No gentle laughter, no soft words, no crying even.

He felt like he was going to collapse.

To continue to fight.

Keep hitting him.

make him bleed.

make him cry.

Everything about him, his joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, should all be caused by himself.

Mother seems to be here again.

But so what?

He saw the man's empty eyes, saw him smile numbly at the door, and heard his sobbing whisper, "Mother, you never see how much pain I have."

That was the last time the man cried.

"what--"

The skin-cutting pain struck again, losing his feeling was like being cut out of the heart.

Mu Qinghe firmly grasped his chest and covered his heart, there was such pain there, blood was dripping from his grasp, and his fingertips were covered with flesh.

In the secret room, someone pushed the door and came in, dragging the long whip on the ground, drawing meandering marks on the thick dust.

Mu Qing and the whole person huddled together, drenched in sweat, rolling on the ground.

The person who came was handsome, watched him struggling in pain, heard him apologize over and over again, and slowly gathered the long whip in his hand, wrapping it round and round in his hand.

Hearing the movement, Mu Qinghe slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person coming. It took him a long time to focus his eyes. The corners of his mouth were bleeding and there were tooth marks on his lips. However, with a happy smile on his face, he said with difficulty, " Brother, you are here."

The man nodded silently, raised his long whip, aimed it at Mu Qinghe, and whipped it down with all his strength.

"what!"

Mu Qinghe screamed, his clothes were torn apart by the whip, and bloody traces appeared on his body with intertwined scars.

The man stopped.

"Don't stop." Mu Qinghe gritted his teeth, wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands, and smiled at the man, "I want to experience it, brother."

The man cleaned up the long whip again, the thin clothes couldn't cover the bulging muscles, the slender whip, with the barbs, swung it out again, sticking to the skin, the tiny blood splashed densely immediately, Like fine petals in late autumn, shaking off the ground.