I cross the cold pond

The second half of Xu Ziru's unfinished sentence was choked back into his mouth: "What?" He was a little stunned, and asked back as if he didn't understand.

Yan Qinghe sat on the ground with his head down, the moonlight illuminated him like an eternal jade.

He didn't speak for a while, and the expression on Xu Ziru's face softened.He used to have a very lively face, but when the expression on his face calmed down, there was a gentle and compassionate feeling that didn't quite match his temperament. Some of the untied hair on his forehead naturally had some curly hair. According to him, he almost has Buddha nature.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed softly.

"Yan Qinghe, I don't quite understand what you mean." He said slowly.

Under the bright moonlight, he couldn't even hear Yan Qinghe's breathing.

"Did the devilish energy in your dream affect your xinxing, making you mistakenly think that you love me." He paused, then smiled shortly, "But I dare not. We ordinary people take it out I can't take back my love."

Everything was very quiet under the moonlight, and even the fish in the pond, wagging their tails and playing in the water, did not hit the water anymore.

Xu Ziru continued slowly and slowly: "You said you have demons, so you can break it." Putting his hands on his knees, he tilted his head slightly after thinking about it, and said with a smile, "I don't know when you I will find that I have a demon in my heart, and if I want to separate, I will separate."

After Xu Ziru finished speaking, he said "Hi", and he became relaxed again. He bent his eyes, stared at Yan Qinghe's slightly drooping head and whispered to himself: "I'm a coward."

Yan Qinghe didn't speak, and Xu Ziru also fell silent.

At night, the breeze blew gently around the two of them, and thin clouds passed by in front of the moon. This night was no different from many previous nights.

Xu Ziru raised his hands and stretched slightly. Seeing that Yan Qinghe was still sitting there, he was a little helpless, and explained to Yan Qinghe: "I didn't want to make you sad, but I wanted to make you happy."

He said: "In the Three Treasures dream, the words I scolded you at the end were all lies to you. You don't need to blame yourself, just keep doing what you want to do."

Yan Qinghe still sat cross-legged not understanding, Xu Ziru became a little distressed, thinking that the fact that he committed suicide in front of Yan Qinghe in his dream must have frightened Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe has acted very upright all his life, and if he blamed him for killing himself, he might wake up with lingering fears.He had also questioned himself, and he had also put himself in the shoes of himself and thought that if the person who was blamed for his life was replaced by himself, he might find it difficult to accept it when he woke up.

He said "Oops" again, and his tone became more brisk: "It's all a helpless act to save lives, so you should bear it a little longer."

Xu Ziru persuaded him very carefully, and his tone was extremely gentle.Thinking that with his senior brother Yan Qinghe's free and easy mind, it won't take long for him to figure this out on his own.He then changed the subject and began to chat about serious matters: "I don't know what's going on in the Exorcism Abyss now. I entered a place 'after death' in my dream and was trapped there for a long time. Those messy things, maybe The monsters have been cursing at me for a long time.” He scratched his hair and laughed, “I rolled up my sleeves and scolded them for a long time, and then I opened my eyes. "

Xu Ziru said: "When I woke up, I found this Nuwa stone in my hand. I don't quite understand how this thing appeared on my body. I will give you this thing, and you will take it to the abyss of exorcism tomorrow." .” He paused, and then said, “Should it be all right?”

He talked dryly for a long time by himself, Yan Qinghe sat there without much reaction, Xu Ziru frowned, thinking that Yan Qinghe really had a big problem, and he asked himself a question that was not a problem. After telling him so much with such sincerity, he didn't even bother to say "um".

What a waste of expression.He clicked his tongue twice, thinking that it's over, he went back to rest, Yan Qinghe didn't want to tell him about the exorcism of the devil, he gave this Nuwa stone to Uncle Liu or Liuli tomorrow and forget it.

Xu Ziru lazily stood up from the ground, and said: "Brother, don't sit here. Go back and rest." He paused and said, "You seem to be injured and need treatment. I'll call for you. Is someone coming?" He muttered after finishing speaking, "What happened, you..."

He got up and walked to Yan Qinghe's side, only to see the blood on Yan Qinghe's back, even a layer of blood had accumulated on the ground where he sat quietly, he didn't expect Yan Qinghe's injury was so serious, the expression on his face changed, Immediately bent down to look at Yan Qinghe: "Yan Qinghe, what are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, seeing Yan Qinghe frowning, a thin layer of sweat accumulated on his face due to the pain, his whole face was pale, and his eyelashes were wet with sweat or tears, so he stretched out his hand freely and kept Yan Qinghe, who was sitting firmly, fell forward and fell directly on his arm, his breathing was so weak that it was hard to hear.

Only then did Xu Ziru realize that he had sat there quietly and fainted for an indeterminately long time.

Xu Ziru gritted his teeth, bent down and picked up Yan Qinghe from the ground, he quickly walked into the house, with a sullen face, he couldn't help but reprimanded in a low voice: "Crazy!"

What kind of idiot would suffer such a serious injury and still sit there like a normal person.

Xu Ziru carried Yan Qinghe back to the bedroom, and carefully put the seriously injured Yan Qinghe on the bed.Immediately turned around and wanted to find someone to help, but when he walked to the door of the bedroom, he thought that he didn't know what was going on at Tianji Gate, so it would definitely not work to rush out to find someone.

He paced the bedroom with a stern face, untangling balls of thread in his head.Because he was in a bad mood, he walked with heavy steps, and each step echoed in the room.

After a long time, according to his own memory, he rummaged through Yanqinghe's room for a long time, and found a wooden box filled with various plasters in the drawer. He carried the wooden box and walked to Yanqinghe's bedside.

Because Yan Qinghe's back was injured, he carefully let Yan Qinghe lie on the bed.The candlelight in Yanqinghe's house was very bright, and Xu Zizi could only clearly see the blood soaked in this man's clothes when he was lying on the bed.When Xu Ziru walked over with the wooden box in his arms, he couldn't hold back his breath when he saw it. His face was extremely stern, and his expressionless expression seemed a bit scary.

He sat on the edge of Yan Qinghe's bed and stretched out his hands to take off Yan Qinghe's clothes. He didn't know where to start for a while, and he had nowhere to start for a while. He got up suddenly and wanted to go to Yan Qinghe's house to search for tools such as daggers and scissors. .

He remembered that there was a dagger given to him by someone else in Yanqinghe's room, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time according to his memory. Holding back from cursing Yan Qinghe's behavior is really the only stupidity in the world.

Finally, he found a blunt-looking pair of scissors in the side room. He took the scissors and walked back to Yan Qinghe's bedside.

Yan Qinghe lay face sideways on the pillow, the sweat from his sweat even wet the pillow.Xu Ziru raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat off Yan Qinghe's face, then sat on the edge of the bed and picked up Yan Qinghe's clothes, lowered his head and carefully cut Yan Qinghe's blood-stained robe.

Xu Ziru moved very lightly, and it took a long time to cut a piece of clothing.When he tore off the cut clothes from Yan Qinghe's back, he even felt that the clothes had already been stained with Yan Qinghe's flesh, and he might be able to tear off a whole piece of skin on Yan Qinghe's back with a little more force.

Xu Ziru tightened his cheeks, and his movements became lighter.

After tearing off Yan Qinghe's clothes completely, Yan Qinghe's blood-drenched back was completely exposed, Xu Ziru paused for breath, and barely discerned whip wounds on the man's back from the skin on the back with almost no good flesh.

Xu Ziru couldn't think of any other possibility for such a large-scale and exaggerated whipping, except that Yan Qinghe received the punishment on his own knees.

Xu Ziru heaved a sigh of relief and went out to fetch water.After returning with a bucket of water, he sat on the edge of Yan Qinghe's bed and wiped the blood on Yan Qinghe's back with a silk cloth wrung out of water expressionlessly.

The water was dirty bucket after bucket, and the blood couldn't be wiped clean.After going back and forth dozens of times, Xu Ziru put down the bucket, threw away the silk, and picked out some wound medicines he knew from the wooden box.

He lowered his eyes and lowered his head to apply medicine to Yan Qinghe's messy back.

When the cold ointment touched Yan Qinghe's back, Xu Ziru could clearly feel Yan Qinghe's body trembling, Xu Ziru raised his eyes to glance at him, Yan Qinghe still closed his eyes and frowned.

Xu Ziru's movements paused, and the action of applying the medicine became a little gentler.

Then he heard Yan Qinghe muttering softly: "It hurts..."

Xu Ziru was a little surprised, Yan Qinghe never said that he was uncomfortable, and he never said that he was in pain. It seemed that these words did not exist in his dictionary.He has always given people the feeling that he has a diamond heart that is invulnerable to swords and guns, and he will never know what pain is.

Xu Ziru paused his hands, he was a little angry, so the expression on his face became more dull, and he asked expressionlessly: "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qinghe clearly seemed to be in a coma, but he still murmured hoarsely: "It hurts."

Xu Ziru withdrew his hands and sat on the edge of the bed. After a long time, he turned around and took the ointment and continued to apply medicine to Yan Qinghe.

He was expressionless and silent.

When his fingers touched Yan Qinghe's messy wound, Yan Qinghe's body trembled.Until he put plaster on Yan Qinghe's entire back with a blank face, he stopped his hands and glanced in silence, Yan Qinghe had already woken up.

A few drops of sweat from his forehead were still stained on his eyelashes, his eyes were as clear as the night sky at Tianji Gate, he stared at Xu Ziru for an unknown amount of time.

Xu Ziru forced a laughing syllable out of his nasal cavity, and looked at him sideways: "Did Master beat this?"

Yan Qinghe propped himself up and tried to sit up, but Xu Ziru raised his hand to stop him: "Don't move."

Yan Qinghe paused, then continued to lie on the bed obediently.He has always been neatly dressed, sitting and lying dignified, and it is rare for him to be so messed up like this moment.Ben habitually sat up politely, was stopped by Xu Ziru for a moment of thought, and then lay down again.

He replied hoarsely, "No."

Xu Ziru watched him silently.

Yan Qinghe lowered his eyes, slightly at a loss.After a long while, he raised his eyes to stare at Xu Ziroom, and he spoke very slowly, as if he only said a word when he thought of it.

"You're right, if you don't wake up, I'm the one who killed you."

Xu Ziru paused, and said: "You didn't hear what I was talking to you before." He paused, and then said, "I did it to save myself, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to blame yourself like this."

Yan Qinghe seemed a little dazed when he heard the words: "You..." He spit out a word but didn't know how to continue.

Xu Ziru said: "If I do all kinds of things in my dream because of you being enchanted, you kill yourself to save my life and your own life, and I will feel very guilty for it." He paused, reluctantly He made a teasing tone and said, "You can't expect me to kneel on the ground and apologize to you after I came out because of the mistake I made when I was possessed in a dream, right?"

Because he was out of mood, his obviously teasing tone seemed a little funny and weird.

The expression on Yan Qinghe's face froze for a long time, and he stared at Xu Ziru for a long time.

Xu Ziru looked at Yan Qinghe, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tried to persuade him: "It's not your fault, Yan Qinghe."

Yan Qinghe pursed his lips, blinked his eyes slowly, sweat dripped down his eyelashes, and said slowly, "You didn't understand what I said."

Xu Ziru is extremely angry, and his suppressed anger is erupting like a volcano at this moment.Xu Ziru has always been able to suppress emotions, and things that I can't be angry with anymore, I don't think so after turning around in my mind, and I can even tease myself after half a cup of tea with my eyes narrowed and my mouth raised.

At this moment, a tense string is being pulled repeatedly by someone, and that person can still say "you don't understand" shamelessly. Who is the one who really doesn't understand between the two of them?

He sneered: "I don't understand, what do I understand?"

Yan Qinghe opened his mouth.

"It was you who was possessed by a monster in Yan Qinghe's dream, was bewitched by the monster and mistakenly thought that you loved me to death, and in the end almost killed both of us. Now after I, the lifesaver, finally woke up, another heart demon was born. Or is it that the relationship between you and me is your demon in the next second when we were in love with each other many years ago?" Xu Ziru was in a bad mood, and when he spoke, he sprayed poisonous juice like a poisonous snake.

"You are a majestic senior brother of Tianjimen, shouldn't the main thing you have to do every day be to support justice and save the common people? Every day because of a trivial matter, you become a demon and almost become a demon, do you think you are fair?" He sneered again and again, at this moment Not very happy, I feel that everyone in the world thinks highly of Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe said that he didn't wake up, so he went to punish himself and beat himself bloody.What an absurd thing, as if he was sorry for himself, and he didn't do anything wrong, everything was done voluntarily, whether he likes it or not, he needs to make things difficult for himself every day, because of this Have you become obsessed with the bullshit and lost your mind again?It's really outrageous.

Xu Ziru was so angry that he threw up his sleeves and wanted to get up and leave, and he muttered annoyedly: "I'm so annoying. I don't like you anymore, please let yourself go. It's really boring." He said this rascally, like It's a kid who's been robbed of a toy, throwing a fit of incompetence.

—Very immature.He judges himself.

- Maturity counts as fart.He kicked away the conclusion he made for himself last time.Yan Qinghe is quite mature, punishing himself every day with bitterness and hatred, and rushing to go to the ancestral hall of the sect to meditate and reflect on the demons that were born because of his temptation.

Xu Ziru waved his sleeves and got up, ready to go to the next room to be alone quietly, but Yan Qinghe who was lying on the bed suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"Xiao Xu." He called out to Xu Ziru.

Knowing that he was injured, Xu Ziru didn't make a big move to get rid of him. He paused and looked down at him.

Yan Qinghe's expression was a little dazed, he blinked, and slowly supported his body while holding Xu Ziru's hand.

Xu Ziru frowned: "Didn't I tell you not to move?"

Yan Qinghe sat on the bed and looked up at him, and even asked back: "Then why don't you just run away?"

Xu Ziru was helpless: "What do you want from me?"

Yan Qinghe said while thinking, with a slow tone: "You don't believe that I like you."

Xu Ziru calmed down for a while, and wanted to act like he was able to talk about everything like before: "I quite believe it. I think there should be no one who has met me in this world who doesn't like me." . " He meant to be teasing, but his tone was not well controlled, and what he said sounded a little weird.

Yan Qinghe pursed his lips, and said slowly and cautiously: "Six years ago, Master felt that I should not like others. In order to stop my thoughts, he lied to me that that thing was my demon. Believing it to be true, I wrote a letter to you, telling you not to wait for me."

Xu Ziru paused, thinking that this master must have a serious illness, and he cares about the world and other people's love affairs.He doesn't speak.

Yan Qinghe said: "I saw you again when I was in He's mansion. I don't remember many things in the past. I just feel kind, but I don't know why." He paused, and slowly added, "At that time you were hiding that so-called monster... "

It was only after Xu Ziru realized that he stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and the "briquette" that had been sticking to him was gone.

Yan Qinghe said, "It's mine."

"What?" Xu Ziru was surprised.

Yan Qinghe tightened Xu Ziru's wrist with his fingers: "It was supposed to be trapped by Master, but I don't know why it followed you down the mountain." Yan Qinghe paused, looking at Xu Ziru with a gentle expression, "It likes you , I want to follow you away."

This matter was completely beyond Xu Zirou's comprehension, and he couldn't even understand what it was.He left from Tianji Gate six years ago, and along the way he had resented Yan Qinghe a lot, and he even shamelessly rehearsed in his mind the scene of meeting him again in the future.

He thought about the scene where Yan Qinghe had figured it out and had to go down the mountain to find him, and he also thought about the scene where Yan Qinghe had figured it out and felt that the trivial things in the world were all for nothing, and he would never see him again.But he never thought that such a thing would exist.

What kind of Romeo and Juliet story is this?

Are you bored?

Yan Qinghe raised his hand and hugged Xu Zizi lightly, his face was calm, but after a while, he had a look of embarrassment on his face.

He pondered for a long time, and seemed to decide to say these almost embarrassing words for him.

Yan Qinghe said——

"I was punished. It was because I had killed innocent people in my dream, and I was a childless person."

"Because I was bewitched by a monster and told that you had been killed by me. Trying to stay with you in the dream almost caused a catastrophe."

"Because of……"

Yan Qinghe paused for a moment before continuing——

"Because I, too, have some very shameful hopes."

"I hope that the injuries I have suffered can alleviate the grievances you had when I abandoned you."

"I also hope that when you open your eyes and see me."

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes, and said word by word: "You are still willing to love me."

Xu Ziru squatted down beside Yan Qinghe's bed, looked at Yan Qinghe for a long time, then raised his hand to wipe the sweat off Yan Qinghe's face.

"Stupid," he said softly.

Yan Qinghe laughed when he heard the words, and agreed: "There are indeed some."