"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

The fingers on his face trembled slightly. Yun Chu looked at the man's handsome face. The man's eyes were too deep, and there were emotions in his eyes that he couldn't see clearly. He raised his hand to grab the hand on his forehead and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Mochi, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Chi looked at him, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Yunchu, at that time, did it hurt?"

"What?" Yun Chu looked at him.

"Being turned into a poisonous person, doesn't it hurt?"

After listening to his words, Yun Chu fell silent.

It’s a lie to say that it doesn’t hurt. More than 700 days and nights, the poison I can’t drink, the poison I can eat, and the poisonous blood that soaks me all the time, I feel like I’m dying thousands of times every day Same.

Every time he opened his eyes, Yunchu would ask himself why he was still alive.

Before meeting Mo Chi, he wished every day that he could die and not suffer from this inhuman torture, but after meeting Mo Chi, he was glad that he could still live in this world with his eyes open.

He longed to see him again, to see the faint light in that life, for this reason, even if he had to fall into the endless hell forever.

Fortunately, he saw it.

"It's all over." Yun Chu lowered his head and said in a low voice.

When Mo Chi saw him like this, he didn't need to think about it, he could know what kind of life the other party lived in those years. If he hadn't escaped from the dungeon later, if he hadn't met the old leader later, he couldn't imagine that his Yunchu would end up what kind of ending...

His Yunchu became what it is now, all because of his leader's father, Mo Yanlan!

"Yunchu, do you hate me?" Mo Chi looked at the person in front of him, trying to raise the corners of his lips, but failed.

"hatred?"

"If it wasn't for my father, you would have become what you are now. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have suffered from all kinds of poison, and you wouldn't have become... a poisonous person."

"But if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have met you either." Yun Chu held Mo Chi's hand, looked at the pain in the man's eyes, slightly bent his eyes, and pulled the mark on his forehead between movements, appearing a little awkward A bit hideous and terrifying.

He said: "You also said that it was your father who caused me to become like this, and it has nothing to do with you. Not to mention that you were young at that time and didn't understand many things. What can you do?"

"I hate your father, but when I think that I can meet you because of him, I can bear it. At least if he didn't take the initiative to appear in front of me, I wouldn't kill him." Yun Chu said in a serious tone Come down, and said: "But, Mo Chi, I will always confront him in the future. The grievance between the two of us will always have a result. I didn't expect you to help me, but I just hope that when that time comes, you can help me." Don't meddle in the affairs of the two of us, I don't want... I don't want one day, the person standing in front of my sword is you."

"I won't..." Mo Chi looked at him and shook his head, the smile on his lips became bitter, "As early as when he stabbed me cruelly, the father-son relationship between us was over. , he is no longer my father, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side."

Reaching out to hug him into his arms, Mo Chi said, "Do whatever you want, after all, I will always be with you."

Listening to his words, Yun Chu suddenly felt the depression in his heart dissipate. He smiled with the corners of his lips raised, and said, "You said that."

Mo Chi nodded: "Yes, I said so."

"Then you remember it. If you forget one day, I will kill you." Yun Chu's tone was half-true and half-fake, and Mo Chi laughed.

"There will never be that day."

After talking about everything, the two quietly embraced each other. Mo Chi held Yun Chu in his arms, smelling the clear fragrance of medicine on the other person, and the depths of his eyes were as gentle as water. Occasionally, he would whisper to the other party After a few words, the atmosphere in the room was quiet and beautiful, until there was a regular knock on the door.

"Who?" Yun Chu came out of Mo Chi's arms, quickly took the mask aside and put it on, his voice also cooled down, and he returned to his previous cold and alienated look.

"Master." Lu Ziyan's voice sounded softly from outside the door, "Elder Yang's disciple is here, and he said he wanted Mr. Mo to help him with something."

Listening to her words, Yun Chu looked at Mo Chi who was also looking at him in front of him, his brows frowned behind the mask: "What did you say?"

"Not yet."

Yun Chu frowned, looking at the man in front of him, he didn't want to let him go, but Mo Chi really wanted to know what he was thinking, so he raised his hand and held his hand in his palm: "It should be about the blood on my body, I'll go and have a look."

Seeing that he didn't speak at the beginning of Yun, Mo Chi smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'll be back in a while, it's still early, take a rest, and I'll come back to accompany you for lunch."

Listening to his words, Yun Chu pursed his lips and called out, seemingly hesitating for a moment before saying: "Then go and come back quickly."

"Understood." Mo Chi looked at him and smiled, stood up and helped him to lie down, covered him with a quilt carefully, then went behind the screen to change his clothes, and then called Lu Ziyan in.

"Young master." Lu Ziyan opened the door and came in, and walked quickly to Mo Chi's side. Mo Chi turned his head and glanced at the person on the bed who was breathing calmly with his eyes closed, and took the little girl aside and whispered, "Yun Chu fell asleep." , you are here to help me take care of him, I will be back in a while."

Lu Ziyan nodded: "My lord, don't worry."

Hearing what she said, Mo Chi turned around and went out the door. Alpaca's disciple stood outside the door respectfully with his head slightly lowered. When he came out, he bent down and bowed to Mo Chi: "Mr. Mo, my family Master please."

"Please, little brother, lead the way." Mo Chi looked at him and bowed back.

The two of them left the courtyard before and after, passed through the winding corridors and circular arches, and finally stopped outside a far gate planted with flowers from the other side. Mo Chi looked up at the gate post that had been corroded by the years Fuzzy words, frowning.

"Mr. Mo?" The little apprentice who went forward to open the door turned around and saw that he was standing under the steps and didn't keep up, so he turned around and called him suspiciously.

Mo Chi came back to his senses, smiled apologetically at the person in front of him, and raised his heels.

"Master, I invited Mr. Mo here." The little apprentice stood in the square courtyard and said to the closed door not far in front of him.

"Understood, you go down first, stay outside the courtyard, and don't let anyone in without my order."

"Yes, apprentice." The little apprentice saluted respectfully, then turned and left, leaving Mo Chi alone in the courtyard.Mo Chi glanced at the medicinal herbs drying in the bamboo baskets on the wooden racks around him, and looked away at the closed door in front of him.

"Mr. Mo, come in." The alpaca's slightly old voice came through the crack of the door, a little dull, Mo Chi stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door in front of him.