Yunmeng Shuangjie

"You can take this life if you want."

Meng Yao hit the horse: "What do I want your life for? It's worth it for you. There are too many people who are willing to protect you with your life. Go find them! Don't follow me."

Jiang Cheng gradually drifted away and was left behind by him. When Meng Yao woke up, Jiang Cheng kissed him with calm and gentle eyes: "What do you want to eat?"

Only then did Meng Yao realize that he had a dream, an extremely real dream.

"Anything is fine." Meng Yao took a slow beat, moved, and her face was a little ugly.

pain.

He used to think it was bearable, but now he only feels irritated when he looks at the person in front of him. Jiang Cheng should also sense that his mood is not right, so he didn't say anything, just looked at him with a little worry.

Meng Yao avoided his gaze, her eyes were a little empty, and her thoughts went to nowhere.

It was still the ivy courtyard, that period of days when he thought of it later, although it was a bit absurd, it was rare and plain.

He...had a dream?

Feeling so painful in my heart, it turned out to be just a dream?

... At night, Jiang Cheng took Meng Yao, who had been dying all day, out for a walk. There were many people on the street, and there were occasional yo-ho sounds, the wind was cool and soft, and the sky was bright and clear.

Jiang Cheng insisted on holding his hand.

Meng Yao froze for a moment, but did not refuse.

It hadn't been a long time, in his memory, he got along with Jiang Cheng like this.

Walking in front of them was a pair of old grandpa and old grandma, hunched over, walking slowly, leaning on crutches, looking extremely leisurely, the old grandpa's beard and hair were all white, and he seemed to be past the age of heaven and earth.The old grandma also has white hair and a wrinkled face, but she looks very kind.

The years are quiet and good, and nothing is safe.

It was okay to eat outside at night, when the two went for a walk and returned to the small courtyard, they sat on a stone bench under a tree in the courtyard to enjoy the cool breeze, Jiang Cheng held his hand, na na, talking, it was very Trivial, boring words, at the end, stretched out his hand to pinch Meng Yao's face, and sighed helplessly.

"What are you dazed about?"

"Ah." Meng Yao regained consciousness: "No."

"Did you hear what I just said?" Jiang Cheng asked him again slowly.

Um?Meng Yao looked at him, obviously not listening. Meng Yao was thinking just now, but he forgot, so...he and Jiang Cheng used to have such idle days.

"I said... I met you today, that pair of grandpa and grandma." Jiang Cheng repeated, even a little hesitant, before answering: "Very happy."

"Ah."

So?

Meng Yao waited for his words.

"I want to be with you too, growing old like that."

Jiang Cheng actually... blushed, his expression was very gentle, he was embarrassed to look at him, but wanted to look at him again, but in the end the latter defeated the former, and turned back to stare at Meng Yao awkwardly, waiting for an answer.

Anticipated and nervous.

It turns out...it turns out that Jiang Cheng really loves him.But he is a hero, and he has too many people to protect. It turned out that Jiang Cheng really wanted to grow old with him, but there were too many accidents, and Jiang Cheng had too many burdens, so he had to let him go.

"Sect Master Jiang."

Meng Yao was stunned when she said this, he was used to...this kind of polite and alienated way of speaking with Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng's breath changed suddenly, and when Meng Yao realized it, the saber that Jiang Cheng used to decorate was already on his neck.

A line of blood dripped.

Meng Yao's heart was completely dead.

He wondered if Jiang Cheng knew something a long time ago, otherwise why would he have such a big reaction.On the one hand, he rationally analyzed and denied it.

He wasn't worried about Jiang Cheng hurting him.

Meng Yao sent herself to the opponent's sword, "Jiang Wanyin, if you want to kill, come here."