The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

Mu Qiu seemed to be sleeping much more peacefully than before, his brows were slightly relaxed, and his expression became more peaceful.Song Zichen's heart became more and more uneasy. He didn't dare to wake up the person who had finally slept peacefully, but he couldn't let go of the deep fear in his heart no matter what.

He is naturally not afraid to tell Mu Qiu all this - but he has to be afraid that Mu Qiu will remember everything that happened.After all, a person who has heard a story should be completely different from his own experience. Even if the story he heard happened to him, he would not have too deep feelings.But just now when Mu Qiu talked about the experience of his previous life, it was so normal that it seemed that he was just mentioning the most ordinary past event, and he couldn't even react for a while.

But - after going through those things, how could that person not blame him at all?

Song Zichen bit his lower lip tightly, and punched the wall hard.The pain from his hand could not offset the panic and regret in his heart. He used to not understand what emotion is, and he never felt pity for that person, but he would not know those things until he really understood. How deep scars will it leave on people, how many times will it make people dream back at midnight and find it difficult to fall asleep.

But why is Mu Qiu still able to laugh?

These three days were probably Song Zichen's most difficult three days. Mu Qiu didn't always sleep soundly and peacefully, and occasionally he would murmur in his sleep, and his voice would carry the uneasiness and uneasiness that made his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.In his heart, that person is always strong, even though he has a gentle temperament, even if he always seems to have a gentle smile, he is still more tenacious and indifferent than anyone else, able to withstand no matter how much oppression and injury .

He still remembered that when Mu Qiu had a high fever, he seemed to have dreamed about their previous life experiences.At that time, Mu Qiu still smiled calmly, and he was still able to face each other calmly when talking about it, but this time the nightmare seemed to undoubtedly make him very painful, and he even couldn't help spit out intermittent broken murmurs.Song Zichen didn't dare to listen, but couldn't help listening. He was really afraid that he would hear something that would break his heart, but he was also afraid that if he missed it, he would never have the chance to know what that person dreamed about.

After all—that person was originally the one who was the best at criticizing himself.

Hearing Mu Qiu's vague murmur again, Song Zichen couldn't help but move closer to the man's lips, even though he struggled in his heart, holding his breath and waiting for the final verdict.But this time Mu Qiu seemed to be dreaming of something extremely painful, but couldn't stop panting quickly, curled up as hard as he could, trembling all over, but couldn't make a sound no matter what.

"Mu Qiu—it's okay, it's okay, I'm here, relax, don't be nervous..."

Song Zichen's heart tightened, but he didn't care much, he quickly hugged the trembling body tightly in his arms, and ran down his back comfortingly: "It's me, I'm always here, Mu Qiu—don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"Your Highness..."

As if feeling the familiar breath and temperature, Mu Qiu's trembling finally calmed down a little bit, but suddenly he hugged that person as if he was extremely helpless, took two quick breaths, and finally called out very softly. .

"It's me, Mu Qiu—what's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

He yelled so clearly that Song Zichen almost thought that he had woken up from his sleep again, so he quickly hugged him and answered.But that person's eyes were still closed, and his slender crow's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if finally unable to bear the weight of tears, he clutched his sleeves tightly and shed tears without saying a word.

Song Zichen had seen that person cry before—in that hot spring, when they had a frank exchange, those eyes were once filled with water, which made him feel very sorry and sad, but more It is full of tenderness.But this time the tears made him feel as if a dagger had been stabbed in his chest fiercely, rolling and stirring involuntarily, causing the pain to spread through every corner of his body along the blood vessels.

Mu Qiu was afraid.

After he came back from rebirth, he has always asked that person to believe in himself, and has been working hard to make himself a trustworthy person.Mu Qiu always just smiled and agreed to his request, no matter what he said, he just smiled and agreed to go along with it, but he never took the initiative to say even once, what he really thought in his heart.

Song Zichen suddenly felt a little tormented in his heart, but he was unwilling to let go no matter what. He just hugged that person's body more forcefully, choked up and said in a low voice, "Mu Qiu, I'm sorry..."

It would be great if all of this had never started, if they were just ignorant children, and they were still simply accompanying each other, if they could walk hand in hand all the way, instead of thinking of useless compensation after the bone hurt struggle……

The thought in his heart seemed to be suddenly magnified infinitely, Song Zichen panted rapidly as if possessed by a demon, instinctively touched the dagger at his waist, and slowly slid away the silvery cold blade.He suddenly had the urge to end all of this. From the beginning, everything was wrong. Even if he did it all over again, there was no way to make up for the regrets that had been planted from the beginning.

The dagger was almost on his chest, but his wrist was suddenly firmly grasped by the other hand.

"Your Highness—"

Mu Qiu was panting quickly, and at some point he had woken up, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and he looked at him with a bit of a trance of shock.Song Zichen seemed to wake up from the demons in his mind suddenly, and shivered suddenly, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a ding, and shook his head in disbelief: "What the hell was I doing just now..."

"I should be asking that question..."

Mu Qiu smiled wryly and shook his head, sat up with difficulty, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that His Highness didn't listen to a single word I said before going to bed——If I had known, I wouldn't have given sugar." have eaten……"

"Mu Qiu—what did you say earlier?"

Song Zichen still couldn't recover from the state just now, and replied in a low voice in a trance.Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head helplessly and sighed softly: "I told His Highness to drink more tea, His Highness has been poisoned, you have to expel it..."

He has slept enough for three days. Although the dream may not be peaceful, his body has gotten enough rest, and his complexion seems to be a little rosy.Song Zichen couldn't help being dazed by the smile in his eyes, he suddenly came to his senses after a while, nodded quickly and said, "By the way, I was poisoned—you said that Guan Tiantai's brother was also poisoned..."

"This poison will magnify the negative emotions in people's hearts infinitely. Fear, hatred, anger, regret - no matter what it is, as long as it generates an indelible inner demon, it will make people unable to escape..."

Mu Qiu spoke slowly, looked at Song Yuchen's dagger that fell on the ground, and shook his head solemnly again: "However——I really didn't expect that His Highness is such a person. If you disagree, you will commit suicide. Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise I might have to accompany His Highness to be reborn again..."

"Mu Qiu—you actually remember it all, don't you?"

Song Zichen suddenly grabbed his arm, couldn't help breathing a little, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Actually, you have already remembered what I did to you back then, and how I hurt you ..."

"Your Highness said this, as if I am a weak woman who can't live without being attached to Your Highness."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, lowered his head in silence for a moment, then raised his head to meet Song Zichen's gaze without avoiding it, nodded slightly, and said in a slow voice, "Yes, I did remember Some things happened——but is this really a bad thing? Wouldn’t it be too unfair if His Highness was the only one to bear those memories..."

"But—I'd rather be the only one who remembers."

Song Zichen shook his head with a wry smile, sighed heavily, and closed his eyes tiredly, leaning against the side of the couch: "I've always regretted it, and I've always been afraid—Mu Qiu, you may not understand my feelings. I dare to tell you what happened back then, but I am more afraid than anyone else, that one day you will think of those past..."

"What are you afraid of, Your Highness? Are you afraid that I will have a grudge with His Highness when I think of those things in the past?"

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, and suddenly moved to the couch, tugged his sleeves again, and motioned him to lie down on the bed together: "Your Highness is a bit biased, in fact, I don't care about those things at all—even if it's true Thinking about it, those things are still just a nightmare to me. Who would ruin their real life because of a nightmare? "

"But those are not nightmares, those things have existed before..."

Song Zichen was dragged onto the couch by him, and finally realized how tired he was.His heart was still in a mess, he frowned and shook his head lightly, and there was a hint of the struggle of a trapped animal in his eyes.

Mu Qiu looked at him for a while, then finally shook his head with a helpless smile, rested his forehead and sighed lightly: "Your Highness, let's go to sleep first, I think some people are so sleepy now that they start talking nonsense ——I just want to ask Your Highness, if I really feel resentful towards His Highness because of those misunderstandings in my previous life, why did I run back when I knew there was no hope at last, and be locked up with His Highness, and make a mess like that? Live and die together like a butterfly?"

"because--"

Song Zichen couldn't help being speechless, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.Mu Qiu couldn't help chuckling, pressed him on the couch involuntarily, and sighed very lightly: "Because I like Your Highness——Does Your Highness have to listen to me say these words in order to be reconciled?" ?”