Once upon a time there was a little beauty who became ugly

This year's winter seems to be particularly cold. Three days before the beginning of spring, Jianqiu is already on his deathbed.

His parents came early to accompany him.Although he knew that his son might not last long, it was a pity that he didn't know how cruel the truth was until the last moment.

Knowing that he is going to pass away soon, Jianqiu hopes to be alone for a while at the last moment of his life.Master Li and Mrs. Li supported each other to the outside, looking at the bleak fallen leaves all over the ground, they couldn't help crying.

"Husband, the Taoist priest once said that the person who untied the bell had to tie it. Although my son is doomed not to live a weaker life, as long as he meets a noble person, there is still a chance of life. But..." The old woman choked up.

"But why hasn't this nobleman come here for so long!" Master Li said in a heartbroken voice.

The two clasped their hands, knowing that the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man was about to befall them, and they couldn't help feeling sad from their hearts.

in the room.

Jian Qiu stared straight at the painting on the wall of the study through the heavy carvings.In the painting, there are many bamboos, and under the cover of clumps of blue poles, a cute fox with jade snow is hugging its big fluffy tail, burying its head in it, squinting its eyes and sleeping soundly.

Jianqiu looked at it, and suddenly showed a tranced smile.

He got up out of breath, and struggled to find a strand of red fox fur tied together with a string from under the pillow.

"It is often said that the Monkey King can transform into many little monkeys just like himself by blowing out his own hair," Jian Qiu murmured, trying to suppress his cough, "If I blow out your hair Go out, will you also come to see me?"

He untied the string and blew the soft hair into the air.The hair fell down like snow, and in the dancing light and shadow, the light slowly condensed into the appearance of a boy.

A young man with black hair and red clothes, with a peach blossom face and a peerless appearance, just standing quietly in the same place already makes people feel dazzled and radiant.

At this moment, he was standing where he was, looking at the sick young man on the bed with clear eyes without blinking.

Jian Qiu didn't seem to be able to react in time, and stayed where he was, his eyes quietly following the boy's figure.

After a while, he murmured, "Tao Yun, I miss you."

He also depicted Tao Yun's appearance many times in his fantasies, but the vision has never been as clear as today.

Is it really a flashback?Tao Yun laughed at himself, his eyes still greedily fixed on the young man.To be able to see Tao Yun again before death, although this life has been a bit hard, it is already worth it.

Tao Yun could see through what he was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help frowning.Under Jian Qiu's slightly surprised eyes, he leaned forward, held his thin and haggard face, and kissed him.

Jian Qiu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Vitality seemed to be transmitted to him continuously through the young man's sweet lips, and Jian Qiu's complexion quickly moistened.

The young man licked his mouth delicately and lingeringly, and Jian Qiu accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl on the bedside cabinet in a panic. Soon, Taoist priest Jian Qiu, who had never experienced such a thing, could no longer tell the difference. Think about other things, close your eyes, and let yourself sink into it.

Mrs. Li and Mrs. Li rushed in when they heard the movement, but unexpectedly saw their son being kissed by a young man in red, their eyes turned red anxiously, and they wanted to step forward and scold them.

Tao Yan flicked his sleeves in his busy schedule, and the two were sent outside the door by a gust of breeze, and the wooden door closed automatically with a "touch".

The two elders looked at each other, and finally Mrs. Li said tremblingly, "This, is this nobleman here?"

Master Li heaved a long sigh with hatred for iron and steel: "My son has been bullied too much by nobles!"

"As long as we are together safely in the future, even if we are bullied again, we can only admit it." Mrs. Li comforted, "Who told me that my son has a good temper since he was a child?"

Inside the door, Tao Yun bit Jianqiu's lips, and Jianqiu couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Master Li and Mrs. Li looked at each other again.

"It's too much!" Master Li said bitterly.

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