Master, save me! [Transmigration Book]

Xuanyuan Kun is not like paper or ink.

He should be a puddle of water, a bright mirror.

Reflecting white is white, reflecting night is black.There can be stars twinkling, and it can cover the sky like dark clouds.

"When did it start?" Lin Yi asked in a daze.

"Ok?"

Xuanyuan Kun's voice was muffled, with a thick nasal sound, perhaps because it was infected with emotion, it seemed a bit circuitous.Not like him anymore.

"Master, do you still remember what you asked for?"

what?

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't speak.Xuanyuan Kun went on to say, "On the day when the water is long and the boat is cold and the moon is on the boat, it is the master who said, please be kind."

Linxi...Jinxi City?

Lin Yi didn't remember how long ago it was. He only remembered that when Xuanyuan Kun came to him that day when he was disheartened, he even gave him a paper lantern.

As for the others, I didn't take it to heart.

Looking into those eyes, Lin Yi felt as if he was being swallowed by the deep sea, unable to retreat completely.Forgot to think briefly, Xuanyuan Kun was obviously dissatisfied with Lin Yi's reaction, his eyes darkened slightly, as if he was punished, and his body was lowered even lower.

"Master, I will fulfill your wish, isn't it good?"

Feeling oppressed so close at hand, Lin Yi held his breath and replied

"not good!"

Lin Yi panicked as the bones behind him pressed against the hard case. Perhaps it was because of this that he was able to find some sense of reason in the chaos.

It's not like 'Xuan Yuan Kun'.

The youth like water he once described.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright and gentle.

But the person in front of him is unpredictable when he is deep, like a deep valley that can't be seen at a glance. Without talking, it can make people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression. Even if the distance is so close, Lin Yi still can't feel it on Xuanyuan Kun. bright.

There is only chaos and the unknown.

It's been different since the day they met.

The lingering scent from the pavement fills the room with the fragrance of ink.Every breath became unstable, as disordered as a heartbeat.

The coolness of Xuanyuan Kun's kiss was as cool as water and jade, one light and one light, passing between Lin Yi's eyebrows and his warm lips.

Maybe... All stories don't necessarily have to follow the previous trajectory?

Lin Yi couldn't break free, let alone ignore his own mood, he simply closed his eyes tightly, fearing that just looking at the man's eyebrows for a moment, he would really sink into it and ignore everything else.

Behind the corners of the stacks of bookshelves in the treasure house of thousands of volumes, not much light shines in.

How much tenderness and lingering, but fleeting, vanished.

Not all stories have happy endings.

Lin Yi's heartstrings were twitched fiercely, but the deeper he felt, the more frightened he became.

This world has never belonged to him, this is Xuanyuan Kun's world.

When the time comes, he will die and go back, so what will happen then?

Lin Yi did not forget.

The breath was warm and entangled, which made people intoxicated. Xuanyuan Kun's eyes were full of lust. He felt Lin Yi, and he knew that this person didn't hate him like this.

Because Lin Yi neither frowned nor spoke ill of each other.

Just let him do it quietly.

Even Lin Yi's heart seemed to be beating violently for his touch, and his snow muscles were dyed red.

The bad thoughts in Lin Yi's heart became more and more profound.Before the upsurge had had time to hold on, it gradually faded and was replaced by coldness and hopelessness, and the whole person seemed to be drained of strength.

Sensing the strangeness, Xuanyuan Kun tasted it lightly, and the warmth fell on Lin Yi's tightly closed eyes.

"Why don't you want to look at me?"

Lin Yi moved his wrist a few times, but Xuanyuan Kun didn't let him go, leaving a long sigh, but Lin Yi remained silent.After a while, what Xuanyuan Kun heard was the other party's tone.

"You go."

The sound was originally very light, it may be that the suddenly cooled air was a little too quiet, but it became louder.Xuanyuan Kun was slightly taken aback, as if he had misheard, and murmured:

"Master."

Master

Calling Lin Yi like this now, can't help but make him feel a little ironic.

Lin Yi's heart was icy cold, a ball of flames, mixed with hot and cold.For some reason, it suddenly occurred to Xuanyuan Kun that he hadn't treated him with the 'respect' that an elder should have.

If there was, it wouldn't be like this now.

He hoped that the other party would grow up as he expected, but who should be blamed for the current situation?

"As a teacher, I want to be alone."

Just be quiet.

Xuanyuan Kun felt a strange greed surging in his heart. The other party didn't hate him, which was already very good, but he actually felt that it was not enough!

Fanxin is so greedy, he is really not suitable for cultivating the way of heaven.

The light coming in from outside the hall gradually faded, reflected on Xuanyuan Kun's silver crown, his clothes were like snow, and the people were like a dark sea.He didn't move his eyes, but he didn't do anything to Lin Yi. Even after Lin Yi said this, Lin Yi felt unexpectedly calm.

On the eve of all storms, there is calm.

They are not like ordinary people, even in the dark, they can still clearly see each other's facial features.But Lin Yi closed his eyes, but Xuanyuan Kun took Lin Yi's emotions into his eyes.

"If I've been like this all along, Master plans to never see me again?"

The answer was noncommittal, of course it was not, but Lin Yi also asked him, "Xuanyuan Kun, did you really consider me your master?"

Xuanyuan Kun chuckled lightly.

Naturally, never.

This topic is not suitable for further discussion, Xuanyuan Kun did not answer Lin Yi's question, and let go of Lin Yi's hand.When he got up, he glanced at the mess of Mohe River on the ground, and then looked down to see that even the hem of his clothes woven by Bai Ling was stained with dark flowers.

False really didn't suit him.

Gently twisting the fingertips, the aura moved slightly, and everything returned to its original state.Only the ink-stained white clothes on the caster's body did not disappear.

Sensing the loss of that oppressive feeling, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes.

"Master's move, hurting others and yourself, is not the best policy."

Lin Yi guessed what Xuanyuan Kun was talking about, so he sat upright.Turning around in the darkness, I saw Xuanyuan Kun who was not far away, holding the bulletin he wrote and was about to post to watch.

The ink poured out before and the pens scattered all over the place have been put away.The light was not clear, Lin Yi thought he had misread, but the ink dots on Xuanyuan Kun's body were still there.

Lin Yi frowned, not understanding what Xuanyuan Kun meant.

"You don't need to worry about it."

Xuanyuan Kun just smiled and shook his head.

Lin Yi is even more annoyed by such indifference, he is already enough to give the other party a step down.Why does the other party have to break the jar.

"..."

Lin Yi pursed his lips tightly, endured the unknown anger in his heart, and said calmly as much as possible, "If you really regard the real deity as your master, then go back to Chang'an Hall to reflect on yourself, and don't come out without the deity's permission."

This is obviously useless.Because as soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, he saw Xuanyuan Kun walking forward.

Xuanyuan Kun, who was dressed in white and dyed ink, lightly placed the piece of paper on the table in front of Lin Yi, raised his head, and met Lin Yi's eyes that wanted to hide his emotions.

"What if I can't?"

Lin Yi: "If you can't, then go down the mountain!"

Xuanyuan Kun's smile was kind of weird, very shallow.Hidden in the darkness, it was not without violation. Lin Yi regretted the words, and immediately heard the other party's answer without hesitation.

"……it is good."

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Xuanyuan Kun: ...Okay.

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Xuanyuan Kun: Go as soon as you say, don't stop, chic!

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Xuanyuan Kun: Alright, calm down and watch me go fishing.

Don't be rough.

Not too long.

The author's day is more important.