The boss always wants to kill me

"What did Mr. Lu look like before?" Cang Bi asked.

"Young Master's eyes were dark brown before, but since I met you that day, they have become as black as ink. If you don't look carefully at the light, it is indeed not obvious, but it has indeed changed. Did you apply something? witchcraft."

The color of the eyes, recalling the scene when they first met, Lu Jueping's eyes were not the same as Lian Yun's, but later changed. Jin An also said this, but after all, it was too unimaginable, and Cangbi didn't have time to pursue it at the time , Lu Jueping casually perfunctory, and it just passed by, and now after Sanqi's rhetoric, the more he thought about it, the more strange he became: "I didn't do anything, and I also want to know why he had such eyes."

Unfortunately, no one answered back and forth.

Lu Jueping got married, and Mrs. Lu thought that the original house was not suitable for newlyweds, so she forced him to move to a house far away from her original residence.During the day, he was locked in the study by Mr. Lu to learn how to do business. At night, he was framed by the eyes of Mrs. Lu and the young mistress, locked in an invisible cage, unable to go anywhere, and passed by Cangbi Courtyard several times. , all of them were stopped by servants, saying that he stepped into the house and asked his uncle to stop Cangbi's medicine.

There was a wall, but he couldn't get over it. Lu Jueping's heart became more and more depressed. He racked his brains against the account books every day, and finally at midnight, he couldn't hold back anymore. He couldn't sleep, so he went to the study to reconcile the accounts. Because of this, she didn't even cover her outer shirt, and stumbled out of the room. Most of the servant girls fell asleep, and the new lady was half asleep and half awake, and didn't take it to heart. She broke into the Cangbi room without hindrance.

"Like a cloud, like a cloud." Lu Jueping called out, waking up Sanqi.

"Master, why are you here?" The candles in the room were still on, and Sanqi didn't sleep in the cubicle, lying on the edge of Cangbi's bed, raised his head, and there was darkness around his eyes, obviously he hadn't had a good rest for several days. There was still a handkerchief in his hand, and the part between his fingers was dark red.

Lu Jueping approached step by step, and on the light-colored quilt, shocking spots of blood came into view—this was the blood that was coughed up by Cangbi during the day, and Sanqi had no time to clean it up.

"Ruyun... Are you still in good health?" Lu Jue asked in a trembling voice.

On the bedside cabinet, there were a few crumpled empty medicine packets, with some powder left in them. Sanqi held an unopened packet in his other hand. He kept the medicine in his hand for the past few days, and dared not tell the young master the truth: "Okay... better Oh, look how soundly Mr. Ruyun sleeps, these... I'll clean them up right away!"

"Don't move around, don't make noise like clouds." Lu Jue looked at Cangbi without squinting, the thick quilt covered up the faint rise and fall of his chest, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, change after he wakes up."

It's fine if you don't see it, but after seeing it, you can't stop it. From that night on, Lu Jue would sneak a look at Ruyun every day, but every time he didn't see Ruyun woke up, just stood there like this. Beside Sanqi, staring in rapt attention, stood there for more than two hours, and left in a hurry when the sky was slightly bright.

The twelfth lunar month is coming to an end, the auspicious snow is flying, and the Lu family has just completed the next happy event, and the new year will be ushered in, and the whole month is immersed in joy.

On New Year's Eve, several tables of banquets were set up at home, cups were exchanged, it was very lively, but Lu Jueping didn't want to drink, Qi Yingxin whispered something in his ear, and the two walked to the entrance of the hall.The snow was falling heavily outside, drifting down from the dark night sky. Two teenagers in the yard, defying the severe cold, lit small firecrackers, and the sparks were ringing. The teenagers ran aside under the urging of their mother under the eaves.

"Your mother is right, Ruyun and you are not a good match, but I don't agree with her approach." Qi Yingxin said, "Sorry, I lied to you, I can't cure Ruyun's illness."

Lu Jueping seemed to know the result already, and laughed sadly.

With a bang, the firecrackers shattered into several pieces in the air, and light ash flew down. Lu Jueping looked up, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and there was a sad arc on the corner of his mouth: "How long can we last?"

"Just in these two days."

Mother Lu's call came from the banquet hall, urging her son to return to the table. The young mistress was dressed in a rose red dress, smiling sweetly, her petaled skirt fluttered with her footsteps, walked around the round table, came to the hall door, and held out her hand , was lost——Lu Jue didn't even know how to flatten his head, and rushed out, his figure gradually disappearing at the end of the corridor with the white roof and red pillars.

"Sanqi, I want to go outside for a walk." Cangbi took the medicine, with rock sugar in his mouth, and for some reason, his spirit was abnormally good today, and he sat up by himself.

Sanqi didn't say a word, didn't persuade or stop, let Cangbi open the door, Qi Yingxin told him that his days are numbered, if there is anything he wants to do, as long as it doesn't hinder the Lu family, let him go up.

The biting cold wind poured into the room, Cangbi was only wearing a plain white jacket, but she didn't feel cold at all, she stretched out her hand to grab the snow on the vine leaves, and the sound of firecrackers came from a distance, he woke up like a dream Ban asked, "What was that noise?"

"It's Chinese New Year, and firecrackers are being set off outside." Sanqi said, taking out a thick cloak and putting it on Cangbi, "Young Master Ruyun, it's cold outside."

"It's not cold." Cangbi smiled slightly, still pressing the fur collar on her shoulders, not in vain of Sanqi's kindness, walked to the veranda step by step, sat down, "It's been so long, it's only been a year." A hundred years is like an instant.

Sanqi didn't follow, saw a figure running not far away, retreated into the room wisely, and closed the door behind him.

"I've been in the world for so long, how many years?" Cang Bi didn't know who she was asking, she closed her eyes and couldn't figure it out, "It seems like tens of thousands of years..."

Suddenly there was a strong chest on the back, a slight warmth came through the thick cloak, Cang Bi didn't turn her head, and said: "Mr. Lu, if you weren't Mr. Lu, it would be great."

Lu Jueping buried his head in Cangbi's neck: "Then you just think I'm not Lu Jueping."

"Okay." Cangbi leaned back slightly, resting on Lu Jueping's shoulder, "It turns out that the death of a mortal is so painful..."

"Death is painful, whether it's the person involved or someone else." Lu Jueping hugged him from behind and tightly held the cloak to prevent the wind from blowing in, but he couldn't cover the body temperature in his arms.

"Why do other people feel pain?" Cang Bi squinted and asked, a cluster of snow fell from the scattered pergola, hitting his footprints just now.

"If the heart is empty, how can it not hurt, or it won't hurt, just because the five senses are lost, and the walking dead is no different from death."

Cangbi looked back and pressed Lu Jueping's mouth, the cuffs fell down, revealing the bracelet made of acacia, which became a dazzling warm color: "Don't talk nonsense, you have a wife, and you will have children in the future. The family is happy. I don't like You don't want to worry about your heartache."

"Then you can live well." Lu Jueping's voice was full of tears.

"I'm afraid I can't." Cang Bi wiped his tears for him, her tone became weaker and weaker, "Can you kiss me?"

The heavy snow stopped, and the dark clouds cleared away, revealing the cold Xuanyue, hanging high in the sky, overlooking the world indifferently.

"No." Lu Jueping reached into the skirt of his clothes with one hand, and took out a snow-white dagger.

Cangbi exhausted her last strength, turned her head, wanted to realize her wish, but what she could see was the moonlight reflected by the smooth white jade, her dark green pupils dilated inconceivably: "You, you lied to me."

The compass on the handle of Minyu's dagger walked silently, pointing to the north, Lu Jueping turned his wrist, the dagger was pressed against his bloodless neck, and Cangbi swallowed his breath.

Lian Yun's soul turned into black smoke, rising from the center of Lu Jueping's eyebrows into the dagger, the dagger dissipated out of thin air, and everything returned to tranquility.

Lu Jueping opened his eyes, his dark brown pupils were full of mourning, he clasped the cold Ruyun tightly into his arms, Ruyun's arm slid down, the black bracelet disappeared, and the red beaded bracelet tether broke, Acacia was scattered all over the ground like blood and tears.

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