Blossoms

6.

"Then I..."

Chu Rui looked at his hesitant expression and said, "The room has been cleaned up for you."

Mo Zixi looked up at Chu Rui's expressionless face, and subconsciously thought of her own thoughts just now. It turned out that Chu Rui really didn't clean up and let him spend the night in his room.

"No." He heard himself say: "How about... I'll go back to Junshan first, you are busy."

Turning around after finishing speaking, Chu Rui's voice came coldly: "You like sleeping on the street so much? Wouldn't I let you stay here for one night?"

My heart suddenly felt sour. Mo Zixi stopped there after taking two steps. Perhaps Chu Rui spoke subconsciously. After speaking, he realized that his words were a little fierce, and he was anxious: "I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean?" Mo Zixi didn't turn to look at him, but just said to himself: "You are the one who rejected me, and you said that nothing happened! Why are you still being so nice to me?" ? What is not mercy?"

I knew it would not come.

If you escape to any place in the rivers and lakes, you should never come back.

Mo Zixi clenched her fists and said, "I have told myself countless times not to see you again... because you are always like this, I will never let you go..."

When he made up his mind to let go, he grasped his heart accurately again.

He wanted to ask him, can he just let me go, if he doesn't like me, don't let me like you.

"Mo Zixi." Chu Rui took a breath, and called him calmly as if he had made some important decision.

Mo Zixi didn't answer, he took a few steps forward, not intending to bother him anymore, and walked forward on his own, when Chu Rui's voice came from behind him, shouting: "Mo, Zi, Xi! "

With a pause in his footsteps, Mo Zixi was filled with anger. Just as he was about to yell back, Chu Rui's voice came over faintly: "Let me think about it... okay?"

The person in front of him froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.

think about itWhat means?

The breeze gently brushed against Chu Rui's pretty face, he squinted at the blooming mountain flowers beside him, he didn't dare to raise his head to look at Mo Zixi, his face was quietly stained with red.

Mo Zixi, who was in shock, was shocked by Chu Rui's appearance and couldn't move at the moment. He was dazed for a while, and finally recovered, only to realize that his original anger had long been covered by his words. The words fell apart.

I don't know if it was because seeing Chu Rui's awkward expression, Mo Zixi felt a little embarrassed, and covered his heart to suppress his beating heart: "Then you..."

He paused: "Then... then you... think about it... I'll come back to see you in a few days." After speaking, he almost escaped and ran down the floating life, and kicked out with his lightness kung fu.

Mo Zixi ran for a certain distance, until he could not see the shadow of Fu Sheng, he patted his beating heart, hugged his head, squatted on the ground and let out a cry.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

So cowardly!

Why is he running away?

On Ronghua Street, the people coming and going in Shengduli glanced at him one after another, some of them clicked their tongues at him, and the rest looked at his series of movements as if they were watching a psychopath, then turned and left.

Mo Zixi quickly collected himself and stood up, walking towards Wangjun Mountain as if nothing had happened.

The white satin has been unloaded, and Wangjun Mountain has almost regained its previous tranquil and solemn atmosphere. Mo Zixi quietly walked into the ancestral hall, where Liu Changle's ranking has been prepared, and Qin Zihuan is next to each other. There is a tripod incense burner in front of him The fragrance on the altar has been lit, and the whole ancestral hall is filled with the elegant fragrance of sandalwood, with green smoke curling up.

Mo Zixi felt that he had finally calmed down a bit.

"Master..."

In Nuo Da's ancestral hall, the only answer to him was silence.

Mo Zixi sighed, stepped forward and knelt down, carefully burned a stick of incense for him, kowtowed three times in front of his eyes, muttered something in his heart, got up and wanted to leave.

The two figures at the door were all taken aback when they saw him.

"Uncle." Mo Zixi bowed first, and bowed to another person: "...Senior."

The old man looked him up and down, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

"Martial nephew, you go down first, we are here to see your master." Xu Changan's expression was not very good either, he had a relatively good relationship with Liu Changle among all the disciples of their generation, Liu Changle's The death was a big blow to him. He could hardly believe that he just fell down like this. He didn't even see his last side. The superiors wanted them to be buried early, saying that they were afraid that the disease would infect the rest of the disciples.

Mo Zixi responded, walked out of the ancestral hall, and closed the door.

Even seeing the sad faces on their faces, Mo Zixi thought, which one is real.

Among the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, is there anyone who truly feels sad for the passing of the master?

Shaking his head, Mo Zixi didn't want to think about it any more, because if he thought about it again, he would only fall into depression again and couldn't extricate himself. Now he plans to temporarily move to Fusheng after Chu Rui accepts him, even if Chu Rui He didn't accept himself, and he didn't plan to stay in Wangjun Mountain any longer.

Now that the master is gone, those uncles will only let him kill them if they have nothing to do.

He was tired and didn't want to touch these for now.

Thinking of this, Mo Zixi was a little scared. After all, he didn't know when these so-called 'forbidden techniques' would occur. This thing would make him lose himself, and he was terrified.

Mo Zixi carefully tidied up the master's bedroom, and when he exited the master's room, he happened to see the old man basking in the sun in the master's yard.

The old man turned around when he heard the sound, his expression indifferent.

"Senior." Mo Zixi stepped forward and bowed to him.

The old man nodded, choked up some words, and finally went straight to the point: "How are you?"

Mo Zixi was a little surprised, he kept asking questions like this as soon as they met, and he didn't understand what his words were pointing at, so he raised his head in doubt.

Seeing that he didn't understand, the old man hurriedly said: "How is your body? Last time you couldn't suppress the forbidden technique, your master asked me to show you."

Unexpectedly, after this farewell, the goodbye has become the last time.

"Thank you for your concern, senior. It's not happening again." Mo Zixi lowered his head again. After waking up last time, his master mentioned that he invited the former Master Qingfeng to visit him. When he thought that this person was actually Chu Rui's master, Mo Zixi Zixi couldn't help but start to panic.

The old man may have seen his appearance, and sighed: "I won't beat around the bush, I've always known...the relationship between you and Chu Rui."

This sentence was like an explosive speech, Mo Zixi thumped in his heart, raised his head to look at him in shock, his eyes were full of horror.

"Nie Yuan." The old man said, "It's better to cut it off as soon as possible."

What does that mean?

When Chu Rui went down the mountain with a group of children more than ten years ago, he knew that he would meet the indispensable person in his life today, and that person was on the edge of his marriage line.

Since it is a marriage, why is it on the edge?He was puzzled at first, but he understood when Chu Rui hurriedly ran back to Qingfengtang with a child covered in injuries on his back.

Being on the edge, seemingly precarious, but unable to fall, that is evil fate.

"I just like him...I can't stop myself." Mo Zixi replied after hearing this, looking extremely embarrassed, as if he wanted to hide himself.

The old man's heart burst into an unknown fire: "The successor of Piao Miao sword... there is a shameless person like you."

He loved Chu Rui since childhood...

Unexpectedly, this... Mo Zixi, who is still a man with a forbidden spell on his body!

The hateful thing is that Chu Rui has only this one marriage in his life.

Only once.

The old man didn't dare to think about what would happen to Mo Zixi next, he just vaguely felt that it was not a good thing, and hoped that Chu Rui would not be involved, and hoped that Mo Zixi could cut off this relationship directly.

But why does he know from the bottom of his heart... that he keeps cutting!

Mo Zixi's expression was very bad.

"Yes, I'm so shameless..." He smiled: "It's not unreasonable to stain the eyes of the seniors, so the juniors will leave first."

For some reason, after listening to the old man's words, Mo Zixi turned around and went back to the house to pack her bags, walking all the way down Wangjun Mountain, Mo Zixi looked back at the building hidden in the green hill, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

He finally abandoned Wangjun Mountain and returned to floating life, but he knew that he was so tortured in his heart.

The master died, and so did Zihuan.

Leave him alone.

Even the softest part of his heart, Chu Rui, whom he puts on the tip of his heart, knows that there are countless barriers between them, and how tough and courageous it is to overcome the past.

"What happened... In the end, I was left with only you." Mo Zixi laughed.

If you also abandon me, then what awaits me may be a bleak life.

Since this is the case, it doesn't matter if you have pity on me.

However, what Mo Zixi didn't know was that during the few days he left, Fu Shengsheng was busy with Nie Hongling's affairs, and he didn't know until he returned that Nie Hongling had a lunatic who adored her.

That lunatic is the current suzerain of Wan Poison Sect. Since he couldn't get Nie Hongling's love, he gave her a drug that could take her life while she was not paying attention, trying to make her succumb.

He knew it wasn't love, that grabbing... always disappoints.

Mo Zixi stood in Nie Hongling's bedroom in a daze, and heard her weakly say, "Mo Zixi, can I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"You go to Wan Poison Sect and help me get the antidote back." Nie Hongling sneered, "If you can get it back, I will let you stay in Qingfengtang...forever..."

Mo Zixi was startled, but instead heard something in her words, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands towards Nie Hongling: "Thank you...Teacher Nie."

Nie Hongling snorted, but her pale face could not conceal her pride at all: "Call me senior sister..."

Exited the dormitory and closed the door. Chu Rui, who had been waiting outside, saw Mo Zixi coming out, and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask about Nie Hongling's situation. Mo Zixi summed it up in one sentence: "She asked me to help her get the antidote."

Chu Rui nodded knowingly.

There was a sudden silence between the two, embarrassment spread.

In the end, it was Mo Zixi who took the initiative to pick up the topic: "What happened last time..."

"I haven't figured it out yet." Chu Rui interrupted his words with dodge eyes, but when he looked up, he saw the smile on his face, and he couldn't help but speak in a reproachful tone: "Not sure yet, don't make me proud."

Mo Zixi smiled knowingly.

Finally seeing him laughing from the bottom of his heart, Chu Rui couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, but didn't notice how pampering his words were: "Go here, you have to be careful."

"Then... will you give me the answer when you come back?" Mo Zixi asked.

"Maybe." Chu Rui squeezed his cheeks with two fingers, and frowned: "I told you not to be complacent with me."

Mo Zixi smiled, pushed away the hand he was pinching her cheek, turned around and was about to go down the mountain, when she suddenly turned around: "Then think about it slowly, I won't bother you."

Leaving with brisk steps, Mo Zixi looked down at the small white flowers that were slowly withering all over the mountain, and the sense of happiness in his heart was self-evident.

No one knows... This trip will be beyond redemption.

small theater:

[Onlooker 1: (holds forehead) Two idiots. 】

[Onlooker 2: Whoever beats up the old man with me, come and raise your hand. 】

[Old man: Hey!Can I properly assist in the later stage?By the way, the author, why don't you give me my name! ! 】

[Author: ... I think that Chu Rui at the end of the last two chapters is full of aggressiveness. 】

[Old man: Don't change the subject for me! 】