Sir, do you have a survival guide?

"better than nothing."

Xia Yunyi stood in the shadow, staring at Shen Wuya with a half-smile, and then his eyes fell on Guozi lying on the ground.

The pen he threw was deeply inserted into the back of Guo Guo's head, and the green liquid flowed all over the place.

However, not long after the fruit lay on the ground, it twitched a few times under everyone's gaze, slowly raised its head, moved its lips firmly and stubbornly at Shen Wuya:

"host--"

Xia Yunyi's face turned black.

The students who had been watching from the sidelines were also extremely surprised, and their eyes kept cycling back and forth between Xia Yunyi, Shen Wuya and the fruits on the ground.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Shen Wuya, who was in the center of his line of sight, sighed, and took out a pill from his arms.

The pill was black. After taking it out, Shen Wuya turned around and pulled out a red flower from a flowerpot beside him, and stuffed the pill into the flower.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one knew why Shen Wuya would do this. The red flowers quickly turned purple after the pill was stuffed in, and they bloomed more and more gorgeously.

Seeing that the color of the flowers had changed, Shen Wuya immediately let go of his hand, and walked a few steps away from the nearby flower pots.

Xia Yunyi who was standing in the distance froze for a moment when he saw the flower, then sneered and covered his mouth and nose.

classmate:?

Not long after the purple flowers bloomed, the grass in the flower pots densely covered here suddenly trembled at the same moment, and then quickly sprouted flower buds at the top.

The students who noticed it were astonished, and couldn't help but move a little closer, wanting to see what it was.

"call--"

Amidst the discussions among the students, the flower buds of the grass suddenly opened, spraying out a stream of white pollen, and soon a faint fragrance wafted around the whole place.

"Why do I feel a little dizzy?"

After a while, after the pollen spread, several students asked stupidly.

Not to mention it’s okay, but when I said that some students around me took a deep breath in order to verify the conjecture, the result is naturally needless to think——

Ten seconds later, all the students fell down in the medicine garden, and the only ones standing were Xia Yunyi, who was covering his mouth and nose, and Shen Wuya, who was expressionless.

There is also the fruit that is struggling to climb on the ground.

So, there is no harm in reading more books.

After all the pollen had dissipated, Xia Yunyi put down his hands, put his hands on his hips, watched the fruit relentlessly crawl towards Shen Wuya's direction, and said softly:

"I think you can choose to save him, he should be more like Yun Yi than me."

Xia Yunyi paused, and said in an unclear tone:

"Tsk tsk, it really looks like a dog."

That fruit has been trying to get in touch with Shen Wuya, but Shen Wuya has not moved.He even watched Guozi crawl towards him with cold eyes, even though he had the same face as Xia Yunyi, he still didn't move.

Xia Yunyi originally wanted to provoke Shen Wuya, but seeing Shen Wuya's reaction, he couldn't help being stunned.

Didn't Shen Wuya always want Yun Yi?Why is he not moving again?

After all, Xia Yunyi's "heart" for Guozi was very small, and when he was still a little away from Shen Wuya's feet, the energy was not enough, and it dissipated in a while.

After the energy dissipated, Guo Guo naturally lost his mind and became a dead thing again.

Even if the fruit tried to reach out its hand, in the end, its hand could only hang down powerlessly and fell to the ground.

At that time, its fingertips were only an inch away from Shen Wuya's shoes.

I used to have such a...

Xia Yunyi frowned watching Guozi's last struggle, not knowing what adjective to choose.

Should it be "humble"?

It seems that it is not.

"Is it enough?"

Shen Wuya asked coldly.

"what?"

When Xia Yunyi came back to his senses, he found that Shen Wuya had come to him at some point.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and Xia Yunyi could even feel the temperature coming from Shen Wuya's body.

"Do you think I came to you because of 'Yun Yi'?"

Before Xia Yunyi could say anything, Shen Wuya reached out and touched Xia Yunyi's forehead.

"Is not it?"

Xia Yunyi didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at Shen Wuya coldly.

Shen Wuya showed a malicious smile, his fingers slowly slid down the bridge of Xia Yunyi's nose, and finally touched the corners of Xia Yunyi's lips, outlining the upward trajectory of the corners of his lips, saying:

"Indulging in memory will drown people. I never thought of turning you into Yun Yi."

Shen Wuya gave a low laugh, poked the dimple at the corner of Xia Yunyi's mouth, and said:

"What's more, Yun Yi is not what you imagined."

"Oh?"

Xia Yunyi narrowed his eyes and asked,

"You know him well?"

"Actually, it should be. He is the most perfect puppet I have carved."

Shen Wuya rubbed Xia Yunyi's lips again, and said in a low voice,

"It was the first word I taught him to say."

Shen Wuya slipped his hand across Xia Yunyi's vocal cords, and continued:

"I picked the voice for him."

Xia Yunyi: "..."

For some reason, he felt his throat tighten, as if Shen Wuya's fingers were pressing there.

"I gave him the heart."

Shen Wuya didn't seem to see Xia Yunyi's embarrassment, his hand continued to slide down, along Xia Yunyi's collarbone, making a circle vaguely, and finally landed on the left chest.

He didn't feel the heartbeat that should have been there, and Shen Wuya's eyes darkened a lot. Then he pressed his entire palm on Xia Yunyi's left chest and said,

"Then, he had his own soul."

It was the first time that he was so close to Shen Wuya, or to some extent, Xia Yunyi didn't know how to react. He even forgot his determination to stab Shen Wuya, and stood there, so stiff. Like a piece of wood.

Shen Wuya felt the muscles under his palms tense, and tilted his head.

As if he had discovered something interesting, he narrowed his eyes and approached slowly like a white snake. Finally, he wrapped his prey in his arms and whispered in Xia Yunyi's ear:

"Do you know what it means to have your own soul?"

"what?"

Xia Yunyi and Shen Wuya were neck-to-neck, and under Shen Wuya's breath, he asked in a daze.

"After reincarnation, everyone is a blank sheet of paper. Only memory and experience can dye the blank sheet of paper. Only when the blank sheet of paper has content can a person have his own soul."

"..."

"Fool."

Shen Wuya patted Xia Yunyi's head and said, "The color on the white paper cannot be erased, it can only be increased. I never regarded you as the original Yunyi."

Never did.

"But the original Yun Yi is not good?"

"Okay, but everyone is not the same. I can't control this. Even Yun Yi, who hasn't seen him for a thousand years, won't be like that."

"Then you treat me..."

Xia Yunyi suddenly said in confusion.

"I just wanted to see you and protect you. If you choose another life, I won't say anything."

Shen Wuya hugged the person in his arms tightly and said,

"Later, I became a little greedy. I wanted to see if you would choose me without the original memory."

Xia Yunyi: "..."

Shen Wuya's voice suddenly became gloomy here:

"I didn't expect that even after going through reincarnation once, that stinky Taoist priest still lingers. Didn't he say anything to you?"

Xia Yunyi who was just confessed:

"..."

Shen Wuya rubbed the person in his arms, and said:

"I might have to thank him, though, because I want to understand one thing."

"what?"

"My previous idea was pretty stupid."

Shen Wuya sneered, but did not finish.

Anything that goes with the flow, anything that is laissez-faire is farting, and it is better to act first.

Xia Yunyi, who was hugged in his arms, suddenly felt cold all over. He turned his head with difficulty, glanced at Shen Wuya with complicated eyes, and then touched Shen Wuya's waist for unknown meaning:

"Sir, are the rest of you dizzy?"

Shen Wuya:

"I'm sure. The pollen is strong, and they won't remember what just happened."

Xia Yunyi continued to touch Shen Wuya's waist, and then gradually shifted his hand:

"Does that sir have abs?"

Shen Wuya: "..."

Xia Yunyi continued to caress. After feeling the muscles under his palm, Xia Yunyi was quite relieved:

"That's good."

As soon as Xia Yunyi finished speaking, Shen Wuya suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

The pain forced Shen Wuya to let go of Xia Yunyi. After Shen Wuya looked down at his pain, he was speechless...

A pen was being inserted into his stomach.

Red blood slowly soaked from the pen.

"One knife."

Xia Yunyi said coldly.

Covering his wound, Shen Wuya looked at the position of the pen for a long time, dumbfounding:

"Thank you."

Thank you for not switching directly to the knife.

Also, how many knives are left?

However, judging from the position of the pen, the wound did not hurt the vitals this time, but it seemed that the amount of bleeding was a little bit severe.

Although he is old, Shen Wuya still can't help comparing himself with Feng Shuang——

Well, compared with the hospital last time, Xia Yunyi still gave him a lot of water.

Thinking of this, Shen Wuya couldn't help lamenting that one day he would compare such a boring thing like a furry child, on the one hand he couldn't help feeling a little nervous:

In this case, according to Xia Yunyi's current temperament, he should continue to stab the knife, right?

Seeing that there seemed to be some pain on Shen Wuya's face, Xia Yunyi was silent for a while, feeling a little awkward.

If he uses a pen...is it a bit disrespectful to Shen Wuya, so next time he will use a knife.

Shen Wuya waited here for a while, seeing that Xia Yunyi hadn't left yet, he couldn't help being a little happy, although he himself felt that the happiness was inexplicable:

"Are you worried about me? Don't worry, it's a minor injury."

Small injury?

Xia Yunyi's face became numb.

If I knew it, I would stab it with a knife.

Shen Wuya began to treat his wound, and said at the same time:

"Your heart can't go back, I want to make another one."

Suddenly being diverted from the topic, Xia Yunyi didn't think too much about it, and was surprised:

"Can the heart still do it?"

"it should be OK."

Shen Wuya said,

"I found that old friend, he wrote back to me, and the materials should be available."

After treating the wound, Shen Wuya took the pen, walked to Xia Yunyi's side, handed the pen to Xia Yunyi's hand, and said helplessly:

"I wanted to tell you later. But I'm afraid I'll be stabbed to death by you, so it's better to tell you now."

His tone seemed to be lying to a child:

"Will you stab me again after this thing is over?"

Xia Yunyi took the pen expressionlessly.