"Why?" Jiang Sesur found it funny, "Just because I'm a demon, don't I even have the right to live?"

Chong Yunju also ridiculed: "Perhaps in their eyes, humans and gods are noble, and demons are all despicable."

But the duty of a noble god is to maintain the rule of the empire and protect the selfish emperors from generation to generation. How can such people and gods be more noble than demons?

At that time, Chong Yunju hadn't figured it out yet, but now he has thought it through——

The reason why we want to create prejudice and discrimination is just to set off our nobility and nobility.

"What happened later?" Jiang Sesu asked.

"Later?" Chong Yunju lowered his eyelashes, "I know that there is a way to keep a person's soul—I think, rather than letting you be killed by my father and your soul fly away, it's better for me to kill you. Your soul, after the matter is over and I find a suitable body, I will find a way to regenerate you."

"...It's just that I don't know, this class is a thousand years."

So is Chong Yunju's suicide just a part of his plan?

Until now, he was reborn on Chongyan first, and then put his soul in Jiang Sesu's body?

"Where have you been in these 1000 years?" he asked.

Chong Yunju raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were bleak, with a sad smile on his lips:

"I'm in the back mountain of the National Teacher's Mansion - the god who committed suicide is not eligible to enter the cemetery of the god, so he can only be buried in the back mountain. I'm there, and occasionally go out to wander."

"what about me?"

"You live in the soul-destroying bead, and I hid it under Kunlun Mountain. After I was reborn, I went to get it from the foot of Kunlun Mountain... I'm afraid you resist me too much, and your soul just entered Jiang Sesur's body, and you still have your soul Unstable, so I sealed your memory."

It turned out to be the case.

Only then did Jiang Sesur understand why Chongyan gave him a so-called "heart-protecting jade", which turned out to be a soul-fixing jade to help him stabilize his soul.

"But I don't understand." He looked at Chong Yunju, "Why didn't you discuss it with me? Do you know how sad and desperate I was at that time?"

"I also want to tell you..." Chong Yunzhu smiled sadly, "But my father sent people to follow me, and wanted to see me kill you with his own eyes. I have no chance to tell you."

"I think so much, I want you to recover your memory, I want you to continue to like me like before, and rely on me wholeheartedly; but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if you recover your memory, you will hate me, hate me for deceiving you, betraying you, and finally I failed you..."

Chong Yunju looked at him, his black eyes were like the deep night sky, where he had experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes, love and hatred, as if it contained all the sorrows, joys and fears in the world.

Jiang Sesu didn't dare to think about how he had spent these thousand years, how a person's heart had dried up little by little over a long period of time, and how he had survived alone. Crazy loneliness and boredom, waiting for the hope that I don't know when it will come.

Just by imagining, there will be subtle pain and boundless suffocation, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, or submerging in a deep lake of fearful water.

But Chongyun detained him, and that's how he survived.

Is it because of obsession?Or is it because of his deep affection for himself?

But even if it's me, just relying on my love for Chong Yunju, can I wait for a thousand years?He can't promise.

Maybe within a few hundred years, he went crazy or lost his soul in the day-to-day loneliness and the hope that he could never see?

He no longer remembers how he met and fell in love with Chong Yunju thousands of years ago, and how he liked him and relied on him, but after hearing what Chong Yunju said, imagining his persistence and affection, he was still touched and full of heart. Joy-, heartbroken and heartbroken.

He said, "Yunju, can I give you a hug?"

Chong Yun hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand towards him.

Jiang Seso hugged him gently.

It's just very light and careful, as if the person in front of him is full of injuries, riddled with holes, if he is too strong, he will be hurt.

In close contact, he smelled the unique smell of Chong Yunju.

That is what he has not changed for thousands of years.

His eyes were moist at this moment, and his throat was choked, as if something was stuffed:

"I'm sorry...Your Highness..."

Now that I think about it, it’s clear that Chongyunju is more miserable than him—death is the easiest thing, after dying, I don’t know anything, but it’s harder than dying to stay in this world, bearing blood and deep vengeance, and carrying the burden of death. The hatred of the lover and the hope of rebirth, waiting for the opportunity day after day, until the millennium passed.

A hand gently pressed on his back:

"It's okay, Lingxi, it's really okay."

Chong Yunju comforted him in turn:

"After waiting for thousands of years, I think it's worth it to have such a moment of tenderness with you."

"In this world, it will be clear what is right and what is wrong, and one day, it will be clear."

But after hearing this, Jiang Sesur cried even harder.

Obviously the injured person should be Chong Yunju, but he felt more uncomfortable than being injured himself.

He thought, his Yunju is so good, he obviously deserves to live better, deserves to be famous forever, and be admired by all ages, but for himself, at the age of 20, he betrayed the National Teacher's Office, severed the love of his parents, and destroyed himself. In the future, in the end, he committed suicide and died, and he still has to wait for thousands of years in solitude and loneliness.

Why did fate treat him so unfairly?Which is right and which is wrong, will it really be clear?

Thinking of this, he hugged the person in front of him tighter:

"Your Highness... don't leave me in the future, okay? Even if there is no justice in the world, even if the world doesn't tolerate mere you and me, don't bear everything alone, okay? Even if we die together..."

Chong Yunju listened, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice:

"I'm afraid, Lingxi, I'm afraid that you and I will die in love, but in the next life, I can only be a stranger passing by. I want to hold my destiny in my own hands, so I dare not really die..."

After hearing this, Jiang Sesur felt sore in his chest, hugged the person in front of him, buried his face in his arms, and began to cry.

After crying for a while, he stopped in the comfort of Chong Yunju:

"Stop crying, Lingxi, it's over, isn't it?"

"You are my best and most obedient little fox, you can't keep crying, okay?"

Jiang Sesu sobbed, wiped away tears with his hands, tears hung on his long eyelashes, and looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes:

"Then you kiss me, okay?"

Chong Yunju's eyes lingered on his face for a few seconds, and said:

"it is good."

Jiang Sesu closed her eyes.

Soon, he felt soft lips on his lips.

His tears fell again, wet the corners of their lips.

This kiss is so sad and bitter.

He stretched out his hand, took the initiative to hook Chong Yunzhu's neck, and pressed him very close, so that the kiss seemed to gradually become sweeter.

Will it be sweet?

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