If you don't count, you will die
Chapter 73 Qing Yi x Su Yuan Huan Extra Story
Su's family is a well-known merchant in Linshan City. Master Su started his business from scratch and was lucky in middle age. He has many wives and concubines, and even more children in his family. But Master Su has a problem, that is, he hates scholars.
Master Su himself was born in poverty, and he was looked down upon by scholars who were not good enough since he was a child. In addition, the baby mother who was supposed to be for him was also snatched away by a scholar who was a scholar. To overwhelm those scholars with high self-esteem, he did not forget this oath when he suddenly became prosperous in middle age. There are many children in the family, most of them walk among merchants, and they can read big characters, but they are only at a normal communication level. If you want to say that there are no sons and heirs who are rushing to study for exams.
After all, Mr. Su has a big family and a big business now, and every child wants to get a piece of the pie. Why would he want to exploit some other disciples when he can get something for free, which will only increase Mr. Su's dislike.
But when Mr. Su was 50 years old, his old concubine gave birth to a boy named Su Yuanhuan.
It was supposed to be a great happy event, but I didn't want this boy to be born with heart disease, and he has been sick since he was a child, that's all. Mr. Su's family has many heirs, so he doesn't expect this child to do great things, just live and pamper him. But I didn't want this child to hold on to the torn book that was thrown up by a bold colleague when he was drawing lots at the age of one, which changed the flavor of the good New Year feast.
Not to mention Mr. Su, these famous merchants, except for those who had scholars in their families, those middle-aged self-made, who really likes scholars?
They just look down on and despise scholars. After studying for ten, twenty, thirty years, or even until they are old, they may not be able to read a name. Make Master Su unable to laugh.
But after all, Mr. Su is old and easy-going, and several businessmen and colleagues are also good people. If everyone makes a haha, this matter will pass.
But I don't think that this child named Su Yuanhuan is a hard-fated child. When he was three years old, his mother actually stole someone behind Master Su's back, and was bumped into by Master Su on the spot. Master Su is over 50 years old. The sensuality came here, and that aspect has long since failed, and Su Yuanhuan's mother is not yet 30 years old, she is at the age of a wolf and a tiger, but she can't help stealing people from time to time.
People walking by the river, there is no one who doesn't get wet shoes, so he was bumped into by Mr. Su, and Mr. Su almost passed away angrily on the spot.
Su Yuanhuan's mother was soaked in a pig cage the next day, but she was only a woman under 30 years old, and she lost her life early.
And what about Su Yuanhuan?
Because his mother steals people, he loves to read, and his body is weak, he is not as lively as other children, with a small face, the longer he grows, the more he looks like his mother, the appearance of a man should not be so handsome, Mr. Su can't see it In the past, he found a remote courtyard early, sent two women to follow him, and sent him out.
Those two women are both snobbish. Seeing that Su Yuanhuanhuai was young, and Master Su only gave monthly money and didn't care about it. After a long time, he became more courageous. In the end, all the monthly money given by Master Su was gone. Into the pockets of two women.
The little Su Yuanhuan has been drinking medicine all year round because of heart disease. The two wives dare not stop eating and wearing the medicine, which saves time and money. The smell of meat is not seen for many years, and the clothes are mended and mended again and again. It was Su Yuanhuan who made it up by himself. The two wives seemed to be the masters. They had three meals a day, and they were messed with.
Su Yuanhuan is not in good health and doesn't talk much, but he is very smart. After his mother died, he immediately dug out his mother's money and hid it in himself. He would sneak out from time to time to buy a few books to relieve boredom. Well, the women basically don't care about him, so they don't know what he is doing on weekdays. They are probably waiting for him to die of illness. After all, his illness has been talked about since he was a child, and he will not live long.
There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown when the cold is gone.
Everyone thought that Su Yuanhuan, who didn't live long, ended up like this.
One of the two wives died of illness, and the remaining one didn't know whether it was because of his conscience or something, and he no longer withheld Su Yuanhuan's monthly payment, but acted a scene of affection between grandparents and grandchildren with him, and began to take care of him. Fine up.
At this time, Su Yuanhuan's brilliance and brilliance have just appeared, with such a face, he is afraid that if he goes out, he will get into many affairs.
When he went out to buy books, he also suffered a bit. Since then, he has gone out less often, and occasionally went out to buy something, but he wrapped himself tightly with a bamboo hat.
Unexpectedly, in his year, the 68-year-old Mr. Su died of illness. He was ill in such a hurry that he didn't have time to explain his funeral and will. Killed.
But this seems to have nothing to do with Su Yuanhuan. Mr. Su sent Su Yuanhuan out back then, and this dilapidated little house has long since belonged to his name. I think for many years, the group of people in Su's family have long forgotten him. The existence of the moon is the end of the monthly rule that the moon does not fall.
And these days, the old woman who suddenly got close to Su Yuanhuan, seeing that the monthly records were gone, immediately ignored any hypocrisy, packed up her things and left.
So far, Su Yuanhuan has been living alone in this dilapidated house in the remote mountain.
But fortunately, he is frivolous. Because of his childhood illness and his childhood experience, he is frivolous in everything. When he has no money, he wears a bamboo hat and goes down the mountain to help people write letters to earn some change. When he has no medicine, he goes to the mountains to collect herbs.
In this way, another two years passed until Su Yuanhuan was 20 years old.
One day, he was wearing a plain white robe with patches on the hem, and he carried a bamboo basket to the mountain to collect medicine as usual, but he didn't want the weather in the mountain to be unpredictable, but it rained heavily in a short while.
Su Yuanhuan raised his head to block the rain in front of him, then turned around and walked towards a cave. He almost grew up near this place, and he knows very well what is there in this mountain.
But I didn't want to, when I entered the cave, I found that there was already a person inside.
Su Yuanhuan rarely interacts with people. In the past 20 years of his life, the two powerful and selfish wives he has been in contact with for the longest time are those two wives. Now one of the two wives is dead and the other is gone. people live.
Now it is strange to see a person lying in the cave.
He put down the bamboo basket behind his back, squatted beside the man, and observed carefully.
I saw this man lying on his back on a piece of dry grass, which was still spread by Su Yuanhuan before.
This person's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were thick, his facial features were well-rounded and handsome, and his appearance was upright. His lips were thin at the top and thick at the bottom, not the feminine lip shape like Su Yuanhuan's, but rather handsome.
He has also heard other people's descriptions of his appearance, but at this moment Su Yuanhuan thinks that he actually likes the appearance of the man in front of him more than his own appearance.
Su Yuanhuan stretched out his hand to touch the man's forehead, it was hot at first, and then touched the man's hands and feet, it was cold, and there were many small wounds, it turned out to be a fever.
Looking at the sky, the sudden heavy rain might not stop for a while, so Su Yuanhuan dug out flint from the bamboo basket, raised the fire skillfully, fiddled with it to make the flame bigger, and as the fire rose, The temperature in the cave also slowly warmed up.
Then he began to rummage through the herbs he had just picked, and every time he took out one, he sighed. He was a sick person, and he couldn't stop the medicine all the time. Because of her shyness, when giving medicine to a stranger, she felt a little distressed.
But... after all, it's a human life, if you just ignore him, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive today, and even if he survives, he will be burned into a fool, and he will be offended.
Now outside, Su Yuanhuan had no choice but to wash the medicinal herbs in the rain, and then chewed the medicinal herbs in his mouth, frowning while chewing, but fortunately, he drank medicine all the year round, so he could bear the pain. Chewed medicinal herbs were applied to the man's wound, and a piece of the man's robe was torn off with a sickle, soaked in rainwater, and applied to the man's forehead, which was considered to have done everything he could do.
As for why he didn't tear off his robe?
He is poor and reluctant.
Unexpectedly, the rain would last forever. At night, Su Yuanhuan hugged his knees and leaned against the wet and cold cave wall. When he fell asleep, he felt a chill on his neck.
Probably because of the survival instinct of human beings, Su Yuanhuan immediately woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man very close to him and the crimson dagger stuck to his neck.
This man woke up so quickly, his vitality is really amazing, but now that this man is holding a dagger on his neck, Su Yuanhuan starts to regret it, he should have known better not to meddle in other people's business.
This man's eyes are very bright, and when he looks at Su Yuanhuan, it makes people feel that he is staring at him. He just lowered his voice and said, "Who are you?"
The man's voice was deep and sweet, but Su Yuanhuan couldn't appreciate it at the moment.
Su Yuanhuan's back was tightly pressed against the cave wall, his face gradually turned pale because of the violent heartbeat caused by nervousness, and he said, "I saved you."
The man squinted his eyes and stared at him for a long time before taking back the crimson dagger and sitting far away on the other side of the cave.
Su Yuanhuan reached out and touched his neck. Although he had a heart disease since he was a child, he knew that he would not live long, but he didn't want to die so unclearly.
The man leaned against the wall and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Su Yuanhuan moved, and added some hay to the fire. The man immediately opened his eyes and stared at him. Su Yuanhuan was still a little cautious, but at this moment, a burst of anger and resentment suddenly surged in the heart of the stared person, and he pushed harder. Throwing the dry grass into the fire, this is a good thing, the already weak fire was suppressed like this.
There was only silence between the two of them for a while, and Su Yuanhuan also got more energetic, simply sat back, hugged his arms tightly, and endured the gradually dropping temperature in the cave, but stopped raising the fire.
The man didn't react when he saw this, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.
Without the light of the fire, the cave was pitch black.
In the middle of the night, when it was almost early morning, Su Yuanhuan was so cold that his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't help sneezing one after another, thinking vaguely in his mind that he might freeze to death in this cave in the mountain.
Well, anyway... no one cares whether he is alive or not.
But he didn't want to, suddenly his whole body was embraced into a warm embrace, Su Yuanhuan wondered in a daze, did he also have a fever, that's why he had the illusion of warmth.
It wasn't until dawn that Su Yuanhuan opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a resolute, sharp-edged chin.
He blinked his eyes and slowly raised his head. The man who was holding him also opened his eyes and looked down at him.
Su Yuanhuan was stunned, he didn't expect this person to hug him and sleep in a bowl.
But fortunately, Su Yuanhuan has always been a calm person, even at this moment, he just slowly lowered his head and got up slowly, seeing that the rain outside had stopped at some point, and now the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature had risen He turned around and carried his bamboo basket on his back. When he bent down, his heart throbbed, and it took him a long time to stand up slowly and walk out.
It's time for him to go back.
He walked slowly, and the sound of grass blades being stepped on followed behind him.
After walking for a while, Su Yuanhuan finally couldn't help turning around, looking at the man behind him who had been following him at a distance, with a cold face: "What are you following me for?"
After he stopped, the man stopped immediately, "I have nowhere to go."
Su Yuan thought to himself, there is nowhere to follow him.
So she ignored him and rushed all the way to her broken yard until she reached the gate of the yard. When she turned her head, the man was still following behind.
Su Yuan was full of joy, quickly entered the door, turned around and locked the courtyard door, but when he turned his head, the man had already flown in with light work.
It was the first time that Su Yuanhuan saw others using lightness kung fu, and while he was surprised, his face was still tense, flat, as if it was nothing unusual.
After staying in the mountains for one night, he just felt uncomfortable all over. He just wanted to boil water for a good soak, and then drink medicine to sleep.
The man went into the yard, and went there without knowing what to do, and Su Yuanhuan didn't have the energy to think about it.
He worked hard to boil water, dragged his stiff and tired body to fill a bucket of hot water, took off his clothes and sat in, closed his eyes, and breathed slowly.
This accident made his heart overwhelmed. Soaking in hot water at this moment, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he could only inhale slowly.
After a while, he finally felt better, and when he opened his eyes, he was startled by the man who was so close in front of him.
The man was climbing on the edge of the bathtub and staring at his chest. Seeing him open his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, but boldly stretched out his hand to cover his chest.
As soon as the cold hand touched the skin, Su Yuanhuan couldn't help shivering.
I just heard the man say in a very calm voice: "You won't live long."
Su Yuanhuan's expression remained unchanged. He had heard this sentence since he was a child, but he still lived to be 20 years old. It can be said that for him, there is no difference between life and death for him alone.
The man raised his head and met Su Yuanhuan's indifferent eyes, as if he didn't care about his own life or death. He was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand, stood aside and looked down at Su Yuanhuan.
For a man, he has seen the eyes of many people before they die, including anger, resentment, and unwillingness, but they have never seen such calm.
After a while, Su Yuanhuan finally spoke, his voice was as clear as a sword hitting ice, "So, can you go out? I don't have a habit of taking a bath in front of others."
The man paused and walked out.
When Su Yuanhuan took a shower and went out with her wet long hair, she saw the man standing by the door.
He stopped, turned his head slightly, wet black hair stuck to his beautiful face, the hot water did not make his face rosy, but his lips were so red that they were about to bleed, like a seductress from hell ghost.
He said: "There is no reason why no one insists on living in other people's homes without reporting their names."
The man leaning against the door fixed his eyes on Su Yuanhuan's face, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Qingyi."
Su Yuanhuan slightly hooked his lips, and smiled faintly at Qingyi, "Qingyi, I'm Su Yuanhuan."
This smile determines the future of the two people who will be entangled, entangled and tortured for the next ten years.
From then on, Qingyi lived in Su Yuanhuan's dilapidated courtyard. After a long time, Su Yuanhuan discovered that this man was actually very childish, not as indifferent as he pretended on the surface.
For example, he would secretly frown when he and Su Yuanhuan ate some clear soup with little water, and then forced himself to eat it with a bitter face.
The next day I brought back a pheasant, but I couldn’t handle it. I plucked the pheasant while it was still alive. In the end, one person and one chicken ran around in the small yard, and Su Yuanhuan, who had been watching coldly, couldn’t help but laugh. up.
Qingyi heard the laughter, stopped, looked at Su Yuanhuan, and smiled. His smile was beautiful, as if the sun was not as dazzling and warm as his.
Su Yuanhuan was taken aback, and said, "You should smile more, you look beautiful when you smile."
Qingyi reached out her hand and touched the corner of her lips that hadn't retracted, "Really."
But I thought in my heart, obviously you look better when you smile.
Su Yuanhuan never asked Qingyi why she had nowhere to go, and Qingyi didn't say anything, the two of them just lived together inexplicably, until the Chinese New Year, the 29th of the new year, Su Yuanhuan fell asleep that night, and the next day I didn't get up in the morning.
It was almost noon without seeing Su Yuanhuan, so Qingyi went to Su Yuanhuan's bedroom, and saw Su Yuanhuan frowning tightly, the blood on his face disappeared, his whole face was ashen as a dead man.
When Su Yuanhuan heard the movement, he opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were a little out of focus, and it took a long time before they fell on Qingyi in front of him.
Qingyi was frowning tightly, her eyes were fixed on him.
Su Yuanhuan pursed the corners of his lips, and curved a faint smile, "I wanted to cook you a New Year's Eve dinner...but...may not be possible."
Saying that, Su Yuanhuan poked out a hand from under the quilt, and softly pointed to the display rack by the wall, "There is some money in the box, you can take it to the restaurant to buy some food."
Unmoved, he still looked closely at Su Yuanhuan. After a while, he walked to the side of the bed, bent down, and stretched out his hand to slowly caress Su Yuanhuan's pale and cold cheek.
He said: "I know clearly, I only know how to kill and torture people, but never save people."
Su Yuanhuan's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't speak, but a smile still hung on his face. The two of them had been together for a long time. Could he not know whether Qingyi would harm him or not?
Qingyi bent down and lowered her head, leaning closer to Su Yuanhuan, the distance between the two of them drew closer, Su Yuanhuan's breathing was light, but Qingyi's was hot and powerful.
The two looked at each other, with complicated emotions in Qingyi's eyes, then he slowly opened his lips and pressed them against Su Yuanhuan's.
Su Yuanhuan only felt the heat on his lips, and a tingling sensation penetrated from his lips all the way into his mouth, and finally entered his body along his throat.
After a while, Qingyi didn't get up, but Su Yuanhuan gradually felt dizzy and fell asleep.
"You...don't die."
Su Yuanhuan didn't hear this prayer-like words.
When Su Yuanhuan woke up again, there was a charcoal basin burning in the house, which was warm and pleasant. Qingyi was leaning against the bedside reading a book. Seeing him waking up, she immediately put down the book, reached out to hold his hand and asked, "How do you feel?" ?”
how do you feel?
Su Yuanhuan only felt comfortable and relaxed. He had never felt so comfortable in his body, as if he had left behind the body that had dragged him down for more than twenty years.
He stretched out his hand and squeezed Qingyi back even harder, his face became rosy, his lips became bright again, he smiled and said, "Am I... well? You cured me?"
Qingyi looked down at him with a delicate expression, and nodded after a long time, "En."
Such an expression could not be regarded as happy, but at that time, Su Yuanhuan had been blinded by the huge surprise brought by his recovery, and couldn't care about other things at all.
This day is the first day of the first month.
Su Yuanhuan's health recovered, and he got up easily, and cooked a large table of dishes for Qingyi. At the dinner table, infected by Su Yuanhuan's joy, Qingyi finally laughed again.
From then on, Su Yuanhuan felt that his health was getting better day by day, and later he stopped making medicine for himself, he just felt that it was a gift from God, God...finally took pity on him.
In the past, he could not see other people's pity, but now, Su Yuanhuan only hopes to get more pity from God.
And he and Qingyi are getting closer and closer, Qingyi will occasionally tell him some family affairs, but most of them are ambiguous, but Su Yuanhuan understands that Qingyi is probably in a similar situation to him, so he doesn't Ask more, in a word, it is God's will for two people to be together now.
As Su Yuanhuan is happy day by day, Qingyi is always in a daze, but also avoids Su Yuanhuan.
Since the first time they met in the cave, he thought that this person was weak, would not resist, and could be controlled easily, so he wanted to follow this person and use his residence to hide for a while to recuperate, but he didn't want to, because this small plan was thrown away. a heart.
As Su Yuanhuan's health improved, he began to try things that he dared not do before. He even asked Qingyi to teach him martial arts, but Qingyi did not refuse. Although Su Yuanhuan was older than the best martial arts practitioner At that time, but he was smart and understanding, and he could often draw inferences from one instance, and he soon learned some punching skills, which was enough to deal with ordinary people.
Happy time always flies by quickly, half a year passed in the blink of an eye, in midsummer, Su Yuanhuan set up a grape trellis in the small courtyard, at this time, Shishi and Qingyi played chess on the grape trellis.
One day, just as he was excited about winning Qingyi again, he felt a violent tremor in his heart that hadn't been seen for a long time, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Su Yuanhuan looked at the blood-stained chessboard with a panicked expression, "How could it be..." Isn't he already...healed?
Qingyi put down the chess pieces in her hands, and looked at Su Yuanhuan silently, not distinguishing between sorrow and joy.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Su Yuanhuan quickly passed out.
Qingyi looked at Su Yuanhuan lying on the side of the chessboard, sighed for a while, as if she had made some decision, got up and hugged Su Yuanhuan back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, and carefully covered him with a towel Wiping off the blood on Su Yuanhuan's face, he finally bent down again, and put his lips on Su Yuanhuan's.
After a while, Qingyi straightened up and watched Su Yuanhuan's face turn from pale to bloody gradually, and finally breathe steadily, as if it was another person who just vomited blood and was critically ill.
This time, when Su Yuanhuan woke up, it was already three days later.
As soon as he woke up, he felt hungry in his abdomen, but fortunately, Qingyi seemed to have already calculated his waking time, and had already prepared food, and fed it to Su Yuanhuan.
Su Yuanhuan was still a little dazed, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Qingyi stopped for a while, then stuffed a mouthful of green vegetables into Su Yuanhuan's mouth, showing a usual smile of Su Yuanhuan, "It's nothing, it's just a bruise coming out of your mouth. When I was treating you before , so I squeezed the blood in my mouth, and now I spit it out, and it’s fine.”
Su Yuanhuan was a little skeptical, but Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, so he believed it.
Su Yuanhuan's health recovered again, and since he recovered this time, Qingyi often smiled at him, and Su Yuanhuan couldn't help frowning and asked him, "Why are you always laughing?"
Qingyi walked up to him, lowered her head and leaned into his ear and said, "Don't you like to see me smile?"
Su Yuanhuan's ears turned red, and his usually cold expression couldn't hold back any longer. He stretched out his hand and pushed Qingyi's chest, "What are you doing so close?"
But Qingyi took a step closer, reaching out to press Su Yuanhuan's shoulder, and for the first time when he was awake, he slightly lowered his head and kissed Su Yuanhuan's warm lips, "Su Yuanhuan, you will never leave me."
Su Yuanhuan was taken aback for a moment, then immersed himself in this affectionate kiss.
The relationship between the two people suddenly changed, and it seemed that they should have this kind of relationship. Su Yuanhuan only felt that the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds, and lived happily and happily every day.
When we first met, the indifferent Qingyi seemed to have dissipated in the clouds and smoke.
Until three months later, Su Yuanhuan passed out under Qingyi's body, the blood overflowing from his lips kept flowing, and in a short while, the quiet bed beneath him was stained red.
Qingyi's eyes were heavy, and she slowly lowered her head and pressed it against Su Yuanhuan's lips again.
When Su Yuanhuan woke up, it was already five days later.
For the past five days, Qingyi has been helping him eat some liquid food to survive.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt the sun was dazzling, Qingyi put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of his quilt.
Su Yuanhuan was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Qingyi lowered her eyes and said, "Last night...you passed out on my bed, didn't you know?"
Su Yuanhuan's face turned red, she couldn't think of anything else, she got up neatly, and was about to beat Qingyi with her hand.
Qingyi smiled and received his punch that was neither light nor heavy.
After Su Yuanhuan woke up this time, Qingyi went out frequently, for many reasons, and the time she left was getting longer and longer.
From leaving for one day and then coming back, to two days, or even seven days.
Su Yuanhuan, who had long been used to living with the two of them, began to worry more and more. Although he lived in a broken courtyard in the mountains, he occasionally went out to sell calligraphy and paintings to earn some change.
Then I heard some rumors from the people, and the rumors were terrible, gradually becoming more and more alarmist.
"Everyone in Jixiang Village is dead!"
"That's right! Hundreds of people!"
"Do you know! I heard that Liuzhou Town was also destroyed overnight! They all died! The death is terrible! Tens of thousands of people!"
In the end, not just villages or towns, but entire cities, adding up to 10 people died, but the strange thing is that the places where the accidents happened all surrounded the villages where they lived, and even the village next door to them was difficult to live. Get away with it.
There was panic for a while, but they were all right here.
One day, when Su Yuanhuan was writing a letter for someone, a child with a broken arm crawled up beside him, grabbed the hem of his robe, and cried, "My lord! My lord! Give me some money! I'm going to die! dying!"
Su Yuanhuan couldn't bear it, so he stuffed the few copper coins he earned today to the child, but when the child touched his hand, he immediately trembled violently, and then he bled from all seven orifices, and died in front of him. In front of him, behind his death, a pitch-black worm crawled out of the child's mouth, and quickly crawled away.
This scene was too horrifying, and the surrounding people panicked instantly. One person said: "This child! I'm afraid he escaped from a nearby town that was destroyed! I heard that the places where the dead were killed were all killed by insects!"
"What kind of insect can be so powerful!"
"Hey, you don't know, I heard people say, it's Gu worms! Yao clan! Does the Yao clan know? Heinous! They kill people without blinking an eye!"
Su Yuanhuan walked back to his broken yard in silence, the corner of his robe was still stained with the child's blood.
When he went back, Qingyi who had been away for a few days had already returned. Seeing him, she immediately put away the things in her hand, looked at him and smiled, "Where have you been? I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Su Yuanhuan lowered his eyelashes. If he read correctly, he saw that what Qingyi put away were some disgusting and pitch-black bugs.
He walked over, held Qingyi's hand, Qingyi's smile paused, then recovered, and he lowered his head and kissed him softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Yuanhuan held his hand vigorously and asked, "Qingyi, do you have something to hide from me?"
Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, and she stretched out her hand to hold him in her arms, "Why would I hide something from you? Is it because I always go out these days, do you think too much? Well, I won't go out during this time, so I will accompany you With you, always with you."
Su Yuanhuan closed his eyes and did not speak, forcing himself to suppress the suspicion in his heart.
no... no...
How could Qingyi do such a thing...
How could Qingyi be related to those 10 lives?
This time, within two months, Su Yuanhuan's body had problems again.
At this moment, he was cooking a pot of old soup. Qingyi really didn't go out these days. He also went to the town to inquire. The rumors of those dead people didn't stop. Su Yuanhuan hadn't left his side recently, and Su Yuanhuan finally put away his worry and disturbed heart, and felt guilty. He should never have doubted Qingyi.
So he stayed up all night trying to cook a pot of his favorite old duck soup for Qingyi.
Seeing that the night passed and noon was approaching, the pot of old duck soup was almost ready. Su Yuanhuan took a spoonful and was about to taste the taste when he felt his throat was astringent and itchy, and then his chest throbbed violently. He also trembled, the white spoon fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, and Su Yuanhuan also fell to the ground.
He endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then another mouthful, he kept vomiting blood, only felt that not only the heart, but also the internal organs were in severe pain, when the last mouthful of blood was spit out , He stared at the ground in front of him, not moving for a long time.
In that pool of blood, a small pitch-black bug was mixed in the blood, after struggling twice, it stopped moving.
Hearing the movement, Qingyi quickly rushed over, seeing Su Yuanhuan fell to the ground, with blood all over his face, he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing, even though it was not the first time he saw such a scene, he still felt Heartbroken to suffocate.
This is his Su Yuanhuan... his Su Yuanhuan...
He was on the verge of death again and again.
Qingyi bends down and hugs Su Yuanhuan by the waist.
Su Yuanhuan was weak all over, with his head resting on Qingyi's chest, his eyes were dull, and he asked weakly, "Qingyi, let me ask you, did you kill those people?"
Qingyi hugged Su Yuanhuan tightly, and replied softly: "You think too much, how could I kill so many people? I have always been by your side, don't you understand me?"
Su Yuanhuan's eyes darkened again, and he continued to ask: "Am I dying soon? No... Am I... I should have died a long time ago?"
Qingyi was silent, put Su Yuanhuan on the bed, and looked at him quietly.
Su Yuanhuan blinked, and a line of tears flowed down.
His heart was beating more and more slowly, he looked at Qingyi, stared at him firmly, and said, "I'm asking you...you must tell me the truth, you are not allowed to lie! Did you hear me! You are not allowed to lie!"
After a long time, Qingyi nodded.
Seeing this, Su Yuanhuan opened and closed his lips, and the feeling of suffocation gradually became stronger. He said in a hoarse voice, "Are you...are you from the Yao clan?"
Qingyi closed her eyes, then nodded.
Su Yuanhuan gulped out a mouthful of blood and started coughing, but this time Qingyi ignored him, just quietly watching him with blood clogging his throat, his life gradually weakening.
Su Yuanhuan knew that he was going to die, and with the last of his strength, he stretched out his hand to hold the corner of Qingyi's sleeve robe, and said vaguely: "If... if it is to save me... so many people will die... I would rather die ...would rather die!"
Qingyi watched Su Yuanhuan pinch his pale fingertips at the corner of his robe, and Su Yuanhuan's usual smile slowly appeared on his face, as if there was something else added to that smile.
He just smiled like this, watching Su Yuanhuan slowly stop breathing, watching his hands slowly slipping from the corner of his robe.
In the end, there was only one person's breath left in the room.
Su Yuanhuan died, after Qingyi barely hanged his life with Gu worms for nearly a year, he still died.
but……
Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, and even her eyes gradually became crazy.
But, it doesn't matter, he will be resurrected in no time.
I saw Qingyi reaching out her hand, and the skin on her wrist began to twitch, as if something was running away under the skin and was about to burst out.
Qingyi swiped her wrist vigorously with her fingertips, and a blood hole appeared on the wrist artery, and the blood immediately gushed out gracefully.
Then Qingyi skillfully unfastened Su Yuanhuan's belt, and the outer robe spread out, revealing his porcelain-white chest, which didn't heave at all.
Qingyi raised her hand, and her wrist rested on Su Yuanhuan's chest. Juanjuan's blood flowed down his wrist and sprinkled all of it on Su Yuanhuan's white chest. With the continuous loss of blood, Qingyi's face became paler and paler. , but his smile remained the same, and his eyes gradually became excited as he looked at the wrist with a big gap.
In the end, the wound gradually solidified, and a crimson almost transparent bug came out of Qingyi's wound and landed on Su Yuanhuan's chest.
After the bug fell down, the blood from Su Yuanhuan's chest rushed towards the bug in an instant. The bug was not as disgusting and ugly as other Gu bugs. There was no trace of Su Yuanhuan's skin in an instant.
And the unabsorbed blood also penetrated into the skin of Su Yuanhuan's chest visible to the naked eye. In a moment, except for the wound on Qingyi's wrist, it showed that everything just now was not an illusion, and Su Yuanhuan's chest had recovered. Clean and white.
Half an hour later, Su Yuanhuan's body stood up violently, and then fell back on the bed. The next moment, his chest that had not moved was gradually agitated. Su Yuanhuan resumed breathing, and his pale face gradually turned red. The pale lips also returned to Qingyi's favorite redness.
Su Yuanhuan came back from the dead.
As long as he lives, that's enough for Qing Yi, so what if he bears a lifetime of infamy?Even if his hands were stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people... so what?
As long as Su Yuanhuan is alive, he is willing to go through fire and water even if he is clear.
Su Yuanhuan didn't wake up after recovering her breathing, but lay down for another month.
One month later, Su Yuanhuan slowly opened his eyes, as if in a lifetime.
What catches the eye is not his dilapidated hut, but an underground palace full of candles.
When he just woke up, his brain was not smooth. Su Yuanhuan slowly got up from the bed, only to feel that the bed under his body seemed to be covered with high-quality silk and satin, which was very comfortable. He was only wearing plain white pajamas. no one else.
He slowly turned his brain, and finally remembered the scene before his death.
Did he really come back to life?What about Qingyi?
As soon as he moved, there was a crisp sound of clattering from his ankles. Su Yuanhuan immediately looked down, only to see that both feet were bound by slender iron chains.
Su Yuanhuan stretched out his hand and tugged. The iron chain was extremely long, enough for him to move a long distance around the bed, but... he couldn't get out.
After sleeping for a long time, he felt dryness in his throat, and wanted to pour a cup of tea to drink, but the teacup shattered in his hand. Su Yuanhuan stared blankly at the fragments in his hand, and then tried to slap a palm from the air. With the blasting sound of Qi Jin, he actually produced infinite internal force out of thin air.
He knew that he was in good health, not tight because of his physical health, and he even knew martial arts inexplicably...
To achieve such an effect, how could it have nothing to do with the lives of those 10 people?
At this time, there was a noise outside, and it was Qingyi who came in.
He was not surprised to see Su Yuanhuan sober, with the smile that Su Yuanhuan used to praise frequently on his lips, he walked over and wanted to reach out to touch Su Yuanhuan's face, but Su Yuanhuan backed away, Qingyi was taken aback, With a ferocious smile, he stretched out his hand and pulled Su Yuanhuan into his arms, "What are you hiding from?"
The two struggled, and the iron chain under Su Yuanhuan's feet rattled.
Su Yuanhuan frowned and said, "Qingyi, let me out."
Qingyi looked down at the iron chain tied to Su Yuanhuan's feet, and hugged Su Yuanhuan tightly.
Su Yuanhuan who can move and talk is really nice.
"impossible."
Su Yuanhuan pressed his forehead against Qingyi's chest, "Is it worth sacrificing 10 people for me alone?"
Qingyi bowed her head and kissed him, "It's you, it's worth it."
Su Yuanhuan's throat rolled, Qingyi immediately noticed it, and reached out to grab his chin: "Want to die?"
Su Yuanhuan squinted his eyes because of his pinch, and didn't speak, with a cold expression, as if he had returned to the appearance when the two met for the first time.
Qingyi smiled, "The Gu in your body has some side effects, I won't let you go."
A tear fell from the corner of Su Yuanhuan's eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly, "You still want to kill someone?"
Qingyi bit Su Yuanhuan's lips, "Remember, if you seek death, I will kill the whole world, you know, I can do it."
Su Yuanhuan closed his eyes and finally said nothing.
After that, Su Yuanhuan seemed to have forgotten the tension between Qingyi and Qingyi when he just woke up, and also forgot the hundreds of thousands of lives. The relationship between the two seemed to return to the time when they were in the dilapidated mountain courtyard , except for the change of location, except for the iron chain on Su Yuanhuan's ankle, nothing seemed to have changed.
The key to the iron chain was on Qingyi's body, Su Yuanhuan knew it, so he stayed put.
He stole a medicine from Qingyi, he tasted it himself, but fell into a coma for several hours, he thought it was just a drug with strong medicinal effect, so he kept it secretly by his side all the time.
Until one day, Su Yuanhuan, who had been docile for a long time, suddenly wanted to drink. Although Qingyi had doubts in his heart, the relationship with him over the past month made him feel softer. His Su Yuanhuan shouldn't have stayed in this dark underground palace in the first place. inside……
Since he wants to drink, it's just such a small wish, it doesn't matter if you satisfy him...
Unexpectedly, this time, Su Yuanhuan secretly poured medicine into the wine, handed it to Qingyi with his own hands, Qingyi drank it, and then fell to the ground unable to get up.
Qingyi's eyes were red, her fingers dug into the soil firmly, staring at Su Yuanhuan tightly like a ghost.
Seeing that Qingyi was in such a mess, Su Yuanhuan's heart softened, and in the end she still gritted her teeth and went to look through Qingyi's lapel. The moment she took out the key, Qingyi stretched out her hand and firmly held Su Yuanhuan's hand.
Su Yuanhuan didn't expect that Qingyi could still stay awake after being drugged, but his strength was gradually losing. He lowered his head and looked into Qingyi's red eyes.
Qingyi firmly held his hand, pleading in her eyes, "Don't leave! Su Yuanhuan...please...I beg you...don't go..."
Su Yuanhuan looked at him, and finally made up his mind, broke Qingyi's fingers one by one, untied the iron chain with a key, and left the underground palace quickly.
The moment Su Yuanhuan left, Qingyi spat out mouthfuls of blood.
Su Yuanhuan didn't know that the drug he thought was actually highly poisonous. He had Gu King Life and Death Gu on his body, which was invulnerable to all poisons and could make him unconscious for several hours. What a terrible poison it must be.
Fortunately, there are many Gu in Qingyi's body, after trying to kill the Gu worms that have been reared for many years, Qingyi is not dead after all, but the deep and clear voice is ruined after all.
Qingyi thought that Su Yuanhuan wanted him to die.
Su Yuanhuan thought that Qingyi would only be in a coma.
This misunderstanding was not solved until the death of the two people.
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After the two of them were pierced through the heart by an arrow, Su Yuanhuan didn't expect that he would wake up again. He thought that this time, he would definitely die.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the pale and unconscious Qingyi in front of him.
Su Yuanhuan was stunned for a long time, looking around the familiar cave, listening to the pattering rain outside, then his eyes blurred.
He actually came back, back to the first meeting with Qingyi.
He raised his hand, and he felt a sense of weakness in his body that he hadn't felt for a long time.
Afterwards, Su Yuan laughed heartily. He stood up, applied herbal medicine on Qing Yi as usual, tore off the corner of his robe and wet it to cover his forehead, watched his high fever gradually drop, then got up, carried the bamboo basket on his back, and slowly Slowly lowered her head, kissed Qingyi's lips lightly, then got up and walked into the heavy rain.
In the rain, a shabby white robe gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.
Qingyi, I hope you will never have me again in this life.
Waking up in the middle of the night, she stretched out her hand to take off the already warm robe corner on her forehead, looked at the herbs on her body, and frowned slightly.
At dawn the next day, when the rain stopped, he got up and left immediately.
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Tomorrow is Nian An's episode!
Master Su himself was born in poverty, and he was looked down upon by scholars who were not good enough since he was a child. In addition, the baby mother who was supposed to be for him was also snatched away by a scholar who was a scholar. To overwhelm those scholars with high self-esteem, he did not forget this oath when he suddenly became prosperous in middle age. There are many children in the family, most of them walk among merchants, and they can read big characters, but they are only at a normal communication level. If you want to say that there are no sons and heirs who are rushing to study for exams.
After all, Mr. Su has a big family and a big business now, and every child wants to get a piece of the pie. Why would he want to exploit some other disciples when he can get something for free, which will only increase Mr. Su's dislike.
But when Mr. Su was 50 years old, his old concubine gave birth to a boy named Su Yuanhuan.
It was supposed to be a great happy event, but I didn't want this boy to be born with heart disease, and he has been sick since he was a child, that's all. Mr. Su's family has many heirs, so he doesn't expect this child to do great things, just live and pamper him. But I didn't want this child to hold on to the torn book that was thrown up by a bold colleague when he was drawing lots at the age of one, which changed the flavor of the good New Year feast.
Not to mention Mr. Su, these famous merchants, except for those who had scholars in their families, those middle-aged self-made, who really likes scholars?
They just look down on and despise scholars. After studying for ten, twenty, thirty years, or even until they are old, they may not be able to read a name. Make Master Su unable to laugh.
But after all, Mr. Su is old and easy-going, and several businessmen and colleagues are also good people. If everyone makes a haha, this matter will pass.
But I don't think that this child named Su Yuanhuan is a hard-fated child. When he was three years old, his mother actually stole someone behind Master Su's back, and was bumped into by Master Su on the spot. Master Su is over 50 years old. The sensuality came here, and that aspect has long since failed, and Su Yuanhuan's mother is not yet 30 years old, she is at the age of a wolf and a tiger, but she can't help stealing people from time to time.
People walking by the river, there is no one who doesn't get wet shoes, so he was bumped into by Mr. Su, and Mr. Su almost passed away angrily on the spot.
Su Yuanhuan's mother was soaked in a pig cage the next day, but she was only a woman under 30 years old, and she lost her life early.
And what about Su Yuanhuan?
Because his mother steals people, he loves to read, and his body is weak, he is not as lively as other children, with a small face, the longer he grows, the more he looks like his mother, the appearance of a man should not be so handsome, Mr. Su can't see it In the past, he found a remote courtyard early, sent two women to follow him, and sent him out.
Those two women are both snobbish. Seeing that Su Yuanhuanhuai was young, and Master Su only gave monthly money and didn't care about it. After a long time, he became more courageous. In the end, all the monthly money given by Master Su was gone. Into the pockets of two women.
The little Su Yuanhuan has been drinking medicine all year round because of heart disease. The two wives dare not stop eating and wearing the medicine, which saves time and money. The smell of meat is not seen for many years, and the clothes are mended and mended again and again. It was Su Yuanhuan who made it up by himself. The two wives seemed to be the masters. They had three meals a day, and they were messed with.
Su Yuanhuan is not in good health and doesn't talk much, but he is very smart. After his mother died, he immediately dug out his mother's money and hid it in himself. He would sneak out from time to time to buy a few books to relieve boredom. Well, the women basically don't care about him, so they don't know what he is doing on weekdays. They are probably waiting for him to die of illness. After all, his illness has been talked about since he was a child, and he will not live long.
There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown when the cold is gone.
Everyone thought that Su Yuanhuan, who didn't live long, ended up like this.
One of the two wives died of illness, and the remaining one didn't know whether it was because of his conscience or something, and he no longer withheld Su Yuanhuan's monthly payment, but acted a scene of affection between grandparents and grandchildren with him, and began to take care of him. Fine up.
At this time, Su Yuanhuan's brilliance and brilliance have just appeared, with such a face, he is afraid that if he goes out, he will get into many affairs.
When he went out to buy books, he also suffered a bit. Since then, he has gone out less often, and occasionally went out to buy something, but he wrapped himself tightly with a bamboo hat.
Unexpectedly, in his year, the 68-year-old Mr. Su died of illness. He was ill in such a hurry that he didn't have time to explain his funeral and will. Killed.
But this seems to have nothing to do with Su Yuanhuan. Mr. Su sent Su Yuanhuan out back then, and this dilapidated little house has long since belonged to his name. I think for many years, the group of people in Su's family have long forgotten him. The existence of the moon is the end of the monthly rule that the moon does not fall.
And these days, the old woman who suddenly got close to Su Yuanhuan, seeing that the monthly records were gone, immediately ignored any hypocrisy, packed up her things and left.
So far, Su Yuanhuan has been living alone in this dilapidated house in the remote mountain.
But fortunately, he is frivolous. Because of his childhood illness and his childhood experience, he is frivolous in everything. When he has no money, he wears a bamboo hat and goes down the mountain to help people write letters to earn some change. When he has no medicine, he goes to the mountains to collect herbs.
In this way, another two years passed until Su Yuanhuan was 20 years old.
One day, he was wearing a plain white robe with patches on the hem, and he carried a bamboo basket to the mountain to collect medicine as usual, but he didn't want the weather in the mountain to be unpredictable, but it rained heavily in a short while.
Su Yuanhuan raised his head to block the rain in front of him, then turned around and walked towards a cave. He almost grew up near this place, and he knows very well what is there in this mountain.
But I didn't want to, when I entered the cave, I found that there was already a person inside.
Su Yuanhuan rarely interacts with people. In the past 20 years of his life, the two powerful and selfish wives he has been in contact with for the longest time are those two wives. Now one of the two wives is dead and the other is gone. people live.
Now it is strange to see a person lying in the cave.
He put down the bamboo basket behind his back, squatted beside the man, and observed carefully.
I saw this man lying on his back on a piece of dry grass, which was still spread by Su Yuanhuan before.
This person's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were thick, his facial features were well-rounded and handsome, and his appearance was upright. His lips were thin at the top and thick at the bottom, not the feminine lip shape like Su Yuanhuan's, but rather handsome.
He has also heard other people's descriptions of his appearance, but at this moment Su Yuanhuan thinks that he actually likes the appearance of the man in front of him more than his own appearance.
Su Yuanhuan stretched out his hand to touch the man's forehead, it was hot at first, and then touched the man's hands and feet, it was cold, and there were many small wounds, it turned out to be a fever.
Looking at the sky, the sudden heavy rain might not stop for a while, so Su Yuanhuan dug out flint from the bamboo basket, raised the fire skillfully, fiddled with it to make the flame bigger, and as the fire rose, The temperature in the cave also slowly warmed up.
Then he began to rummage through the herbs he had just picked, and every time he took out one, he sighed. He was a sick person, and he couldn't stop the medicine all the time. Because of her shyness, when giving medicine to a stranger, she felt a little distressed.
But... after all, it's a human life, if you just ignore him, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive today, and even if he survives, he will be burned into a fool, and he will be offended.
Now outside, Su Yuanhuan had no choice but to wash the medicinal herbs in the rain, and then chewed the medicinal herbs in his mouth, frowning while chewing, but fortunately, he drank medicine all the year round, so he could bear the pain. Chewed medicinal herbs were applied to the man's wound, and a piece of the man's robe was torn off with a sickle, soaked in rainwater, and applied to the man's forehead, which was considered to have done everything he could do.
As for why he didn't tear off his robe?
He is poor and reluctant.
Unexpectedly, the rain would last forever. At night, Su Yuanhuan hugged his knees and leaned against the wet and cold cave wall. When he fell asleep, he felt a chill on his neck.
Probably because of the survival instinct of human beings, Su Yuanhuan immediately woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man very close to him and the crimson dagger stuck to his neck.
This man woke up so quickly, his vitality is really amazing, but now that this man is holding a dagger on his neck, Su Yuanhuan starts to regret it, he should have known better not to meddle in other people's business.
This man's eyes are very bright, and when he looks at Su Yuanhuan, it makes people feel that he is staring at him. He just lowered his voice and said, "Who are you?"
The man's voice was deep and sweet, but Su Yuanhuan couldn't appreciate it at the moment.
Su Yuanhuan's back was tightly pressed against the cave wall, his face gradually turned pale because of the violent heartbeat caused by nervousness, and he said, "I saved you."
The man squinted his eyes and stared at him for a long time before taking back the crimson dagger and sitting far away on the other side of the cave.
Su Yuanhuan reached out and touched his neck. Although he had a heart disease since he was a child, he knew that he would not live long, but he didn't want to die so unclearly.
The man leaned against the wall and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Su Yuanhuan moved, and added some hay to the fire. The man immediately opened his eyes and stared at him. Su Yuanhuan was still a little cautious, but at this moment, a burst of anger and resentment suddenly surged in the heart of the stared person, and he pushed harder. Throwing the dry grass into the fire, this is a good thing, the already weak fire was suppressed like this.
There was only silence between the two of them for a while, and Su Yuanhuan also got more energetic, simply sat back, hugged his arms tightly, and endured the gradually dropping temperature in the cave, but stopped raising the fire.
The man didn't react when he saw this, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.
Without the light of the fire, the cave was pitch black.
In the middle of the night, when it was almost early morning, Su Yuanhuan was so cold that his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't help sneezing one after another, thinking vaguely in his mind that he might freeze to death in this cave in the mountain.
Well, anyway... no one cares whether he is alive or not.
But he didn't want to, suddenly his whole body was embraced into a warm embrace, Su Yuanhuan wondered in a daze, did he also have a fever, that's why he had the illusion of warmth.
It wasn't until dawn that Su Yuanhuan opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a resolute, sharp-edged chin.
He blinked his eyes and slowly raised his head. The man who was holding him also opened his eyes and looked down at him.
Su Yuanhuan was stunned, he didn't expect this person to hug him and sleep in a bowl.
But fortunately, Su Yuanhuan has always been a calm person, even at this moment, he just slowly lowered his head and got up slowly, seeing that the rain outside had stopped at some point, and now the sun was shining brightly, and the temperature had risen He turned around and carried his bamboo basket on his back. When he bent down, his heart throbbed, and it took him a long time to stand up slowly and walk out.
It's time for him to go back.
He walked slowly, and the sound of grass blades being stepped on followed behind him.
After walking for a while, Su Yuanhuan finally couldn't help turning around, looking at the man behind him who had been following him at a distance, with a cold face: "What are you following me for?"
After he stopped, the man stopped immediately, "I have nowhere to go."
Su Yuan thought to himself, there is nowhere to follow him.
So she ignored him and rushed all the way to her broken yard until she reached the gate of the yard. When she turned her head, the man was still following behind.
Su Yuan was full of joy, quickly entered the door, turned around and locked the courtyard door, but when he turned his head, the man had already flown in with light work.
It was the first time that Su Yuanhuan saw others using lightness kung fu, and while he was surprised, his face was still tense, flat, as if it was nothing unusual.
After staying in the mountains for one night, he just felt uncomfortable all over. He just wanted to boil water for a good soak, and then drink medicine to sleep.
The man went into the yard, and went there without knowing what to do, and Su Yuanhuan didn't have the energy to think about it.
He worked hard to boil water, dragged his stiff and tired body to fill a bucket of hot water, took off his clothes and sat in, closed his eyes, and breathed slowly.
This accident made his heart overwhelmed. Soaking in hot water at this moment, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he could only inhale slowly.
After a while, he finally felt better, and when he opened his eyes, he was startled by the man who was so close in front of him.
The man was climbing on the edge of the bathtub and staring at his chest. Seeing him open his eyes, he raised his eyebrows, but boldly stretched out his hand to cover his chest.
As soon as the cold hand touched the skin, Su Yuanhuan couldn't help shivering.
I just heard the man say in a very calm voice: "You won't live long."
Su Yuanhuan's expression remained unchanged. He had heard this sentence since he was a child, but he still lived to be 20 years old. It can be said that for him, there is no difference between life and death for him alone.
The man raised his head and met Su Yuanhuan's indifferent eyes, as if he didn't care about his own life or death. He was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand, stood aside and looked down at Su Yuanhuan.
For a man, he has seen the eyes of many people before they die, including anger, resentment, and unwillingness, but they have never seen such calm.
After a while, Su Yuanhuan finally spoke, his voice was as clear as a sword hitting ice, "So, can you go out? I don't have a habit of taking a bath in front of others."
The man paused and walked out.
When Su Yuanhuan took a shower and went out with her wet long hair, she saw the man standing by the door.
He stopped, turned his head slightly, wet black hair stuck to his beautiful face, the hot water did not make his face rosy, but his lips were so red that they were about to bleed, like a seductress from hell ghost.
He said: "There is no reason why no one insists on living in other people's homes without reporting their names."
The man leaning against the door fixed his eyes on Su Yuanhuan's face, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Qingyi."
Su Yuanhuan slightly hooked his lips, and smiled faintly at Qingyi, "Qingyi, I'm Su Yuanhuan."
This smile determines the future of the two people who will be entangled, entangled and tortured for the next ten years.
From then on, Qingyi lived in Su Yuanhuan's dilapidated courtyard. After a long time, Su Yuanhuan discovered that this man was actually very childish, not as indifferent as he pretended on the surface.
For example, he would secretly frown when he and Su Yuanhuan ate some clear soup with little water, and then forced himself to eat it with a bitter face.
The next day I brought back a pheasant, but I couldn’t handle it. I plucked the pheasant while it was still alive. In the end, one person and one chicken ran around in the small yard, and Su Yuanhuan, who had been watching coldly, couldn’t help but laugh. up.
Qingyi heard the laughter, stopped, looked at Su Yuanhuan, and smiled. His smile was beautiful, as if the sun was not as dazzling and warm as his.
Su Yuanhuan was taken aback, and said, "You should smile more, you look beautiful when you smile."
Qingyi reached out her hand and touched the corner of her lips that hadn't retracted, "Really."
But I thought in my heart, obviously you look better when you smile.
Su Yuanhuan never asked Qingyi why she had nowhere to go, and Qingyi didn't say anything, the two of them just lived together inexplicably, until the Chinese New Year, the 29th of the new year, Su Yuanhuan fell asleep that night, and the next day I didn't get up in the morning.
It was almost noon without seeing Su Yuanhuan, so Qingyi went to Su Yuanhuan's bedroom, and saw Su Yuanhuan frowning tightly, the blood on his face disappeared, his whole face was ashen as a dead man.
When Su Yuanhuan heard the movement, he opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were a little out of focus, and it took a long time before they fell on Qingyi in front of him.
Qingyi was frowning tightly, her eyes were fixed on him.
Su Yuanhuan pursed the corners of his lips, and curved a faint smile, "I wanted to cook you a New Year's Eve dinner...but...may not be possible."
Saying that, Su Yuanhuan poked out a hand from under the quilt, and softly pointed to the display rack by the wall, "There is some money in the box, you can take it to the restaurant to buy some food."
Unmoved, he still looked closely at Su Yuanhuan. After a while, he walked to the side of the bed, bent down, and stretched out his hand to slowly caress Su Yuanhuan's pale and cold cheek.
He said: "I know clearly, I only know how to kill and torture people, but never save people."
Su Yuanhuan's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't speak, but a smile still hung on his face. The two of them had been together for a long time. Could he not know whether Qingyi would harm him or not?
Qingyi bent down and lowered her head, leaning closer to Su Yuanhuan, the distance between the two of them drew closer, Su Yuanhuan's breathing was light, but Qingyi's was hot and powerful.
The two looked at each other, with complicated emotions in Qingyi's eyes, then he slowly opened his lips and pressed them against Su Yuanhuan's.
Su Yuanhuan only felt the heat on his lips, and a tingling sensation penetrated from his lips all the way into his mouth, and finally entered his body along his throat.
After a while, Qingyi didn't get up, but Su Yuanhuan gradually felt dizzy and fell asleep.
"You...don't die."
Su Yuanhuan didn't hear this prayer-like words.
When Su Yuanhuan woke up again, there was a charcoal basin burning in the house, which was warm and pleasant. Qingyi was leaning against the bedside reading a book. Seeing him waking up, she immediately put down the book, reached out to hold his hand and asked, "How do you feel?" ?”
how do you feel?
Su Yuanhuan only felt comfortable and relaxed. He had never felt so comfortable in his body, as if he had left behind the body that had dragged him down for more than twenty years.
He stretched out his hand and squeezed Qingyi back even harder, his face became rosy, his lips became bright again, he smiled and said, "Am I... well? You cured me?"
Qingyi looked down at him with a delicate expression, and nodded after a long time, "En."
Such an expression could not be regarded as happy, but at that time, Su Yuanhuan had been blinded by the huge surprise brought by his recovery, and couldn't care about other things at all.
This day is the first day of the first month.
Su Yuanhuan's health recovered, and he got up easily, and cooked a large table of dishes for Qingyi. At the dinner table, infected by Su Yuanhuan's joy, Qingyi finally laughed again.
From then on, Su Yuanhuan felt that his health was getting better day by day, and later he stopped making medicine for himself, he just felt that it was a gift from God, God...finally took pity on him.
In the past, he could not see other people's pity, but now, Su Yuanhuan only hopes to get more pity from God.
And he and Qingyi are getting closer and closer, Qingyi will occasionally tell him some family affairs, but most of them are ambiguous, but Su Yuanhuan understands that Qingyi is probably in a similar situation to him, so he doesn't Ask more, in a word, it is God's will for two people to be together now.
As Su Yuanhuan is happy day by day, Qingyi is always in a daze, but also avoids Su Yuanhuan.
Since the first time they met in the cave, he thought that this person was weak, would not resist, and could be controlled easily, so he wanted to follow this person and use his residence to hide for a while to recuperate, but he didn't want to, because this small plan was thrown away. a heart.
As Su Yuanhuan's health improved, he began to try things that he dared not do before. He even asked Qingyi to teach him martial arts, but Qingyi did not refuse. Although Su Yuanhuan was older than the best martial arts practitioner At that time, but he was smart and understanding, and he could often draw inferences from one instance, and he soon learned some punching skills, which was enough to deal with ordinary people.
Happy time always flies by quickly, half a year passed in the blink of an eye, in midsummer, Su Yuanhuan set up a grape trellis in the small courtyard, at this time, Shishi and Qingyi played chess on the grape trellis.
One day, just as he was excited about winning Qingyi again, he felt a violent tremor in his heart that hadn't been seen for a long time, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Su Yuanhuan looked at the blood-stained chessboard with a panicked expression, "How could it be..." Isn't he already...healed?
Qingyi put down the chess pieces in her hands, and looked at Su Yuanhuan silently, not distinguishing between sorrow and joy.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Su Yuanhuan quickly passed out.
Qingyi looked at Su Yuanhuan lying on the side of the chessboard, sighed for a while, as if she had made some decision, got up and hugged Su Yuanhuan back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, and carefully covered him with a towel Wiping off the blood on Su Yuanhuan's face, he finally bent down again, and put his lips on Su Yuanhuan's.
After a while, Qingyi straightened up and watched Su Yuanhuan's face turn from pale to bloody gradually, and finally breathe steadily, as if it was another person who just vomited blood and was critically ill.
This time, when Su Yuanhuan woke up, it was already three days later.
As soon as he woke up, he felt hungry in his abdomen, but fortunately, Qingyi seemed to have already calculated his waking time, and had already prepared food, and fed it to Su Yuanhuan.
Su Yuanhuan was still a little dazed, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Qingyi stopped for a while, then stuffed a mouthful of green vegetables into Su Yuanhuan's mouth, showing a usual smile of Su Yuanhuan, "It's nothing, it's just a bruise coming out of your mouth. When I was treating you before , so I squeezed the blood in my mouth, and now I spit it out, and it’s fine.”
Su Yuanhuan was a little skeptical, but Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, so he believed it.
Su Yuanhuan's health recovered again, and since he recovered this time, Qingyi often smiled at him, and Su Yuanhuan couldn't help frowning and asked him, "Why are you always laughing?"
Qingyi walked up to him, lowered her head and leaned into his ear and said, "Don't you like to see me smile?"
Su Yuanhuan's ears turned red, and his usually cold expression couldn't hold back any longer. He stretched out his hand and pushed Qingyi's chest, "What are you doing so close?"
But Qingyi took a step closer, reaching out to press Su Yuanhuan's shoulder, and for the first time when he was awake, he slightly lowered his head and kissed Su Yuanhuan's warm lips, "Su Yuanhuan, you will never leave me."
Su Yuanhuan was taken aback for a moment, then immersed himself in this affectionate kiss.
The relationship between the two people suddenly changed, and it seemed that they should have this kind of relationship. Su Yuanhuan only felt that the whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds, and lived happily and happily every day.
When we first met, the indifferent Qingyi seemed to have dissipated in the clouds and smoke.
Until three months later, Su Yuanhuan passed out under Qingyi's body, the blood overflowing from his lips kept flowing, and in a short while, the quiet bed beneath him was stained red.
Qingyi's eyes were heavy, and she slowly lowered her head and pressed it against Su Yuanhuan's lips again.
When Su Yuanhuan woke up, it was already five days later.
For the past five days, Qingyi has been helping him eat some liquid food to survive.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt the sun was dazzling, Qingyi put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of his quilt.
Su Yuanhuan was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Qingyi lowered her eyes and said, "Last night...you passed out on my bed, didn't you know?"
Su Yuanhuan's face turned red, she couldn't think of anything else, she got up neatly, and was about to beat Qingyi with her hand.
Qingyi smiled and received his punch that was neither light nor heavy.
After Su Yuanhuan woke up this time, Qingyi went out frequently, for many reasons, and the time she left was getting longer and longer.
From leaving for one day and then coming back, to two days, or even seven days.
Su Yuanhuan, who had long been used to living with the two of them, began to worry more and more. Although he lived in a broken courtyard in the mountains, he occasionally went out to sell calligraphy and paintings to earn some change.
Then I heard some rumors from the people, and the rumors were terrible, gradually becoming more and more alarmist.
"Everyone in Jixiang Village is dead!"
"That's right! Hundreds of people!"
"Do you know! I heard that Liuzhou Town was also destroyed overnight! They all died! The death is terrible! Tens of thousands of people!"
In the end, not just villages or towns, but entire cities, adding up to 10 people died, but the strange thing is that the places where the accidents happened all surrounded the villages where they lived, and even the village next door to them was difficult to live. Get away with it.
There was panic for a while, but they were all right here.
One day, when Su Yuanhuan was writing a letter for someone, a child with a broken arm crawled up beside him, grabbed the hem of his robe, and cried, "My lord! My lord! Give me some money! I'm going to die! dying!"
Su Yuanhuan couldn't bear it, so he stuffed the few copper coins he earned today to the child, but when the child touched his hand, he immediately trembled violently, and then he bled from all seven orifices, and died in front of him. In front of him, behind his death, a pitch-black worm crawled out of the child's mouth, and quickly crawled away.
This scene was too horrifying, and the surrounding people panicked instantly. One person said: "This child! I'm afraid he escaped from a nearby town that was destroyed! I heard that the places where the dead were killed were all killed by insects!"
"What kind of insect can be so powerful!"
"Hey, you don't know, I heard people say, it's Gu worms! Yao clan! Does the Yao clan know? Heinous! They kill people without blinking an eye!"
Su Yuanhuan walked back to his broken yard in silence, the corner of his robe was still stained with the child's blood.
When he went back, Qingyi who had been away for a few days had already returned. Seeing him, she immediately put away the things in her hand, looked at him and smiled, "Where have you been? I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Su Yuanhuan lowered his eyelashes. If he read correctly, he saw that what Qingyi put away were some disgusting and pitch-black bugs.
He walked over, held Qingyi's hand, Qingyi's smile paused, then recovered, and he lowered his head and kissed him softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Yuanhuan held his hand vigorously and asked, "Qingyi, do you have something to hide from me?"
Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, and she stretched out her hand to hold him in her arms, "Why would I hide something from you? Is it because I always go out these days, do you think too much? Well, I won't go out during this time, so I will accompany you With you, always with you."
Su Yuanhuan closed his eyes and did not speak, forcing himself to suppress the suspicion in his heart.
no... no...
How could Qingyi do such a thing...
How could Qingyi be related to those 10 lives?
This time, within two months, Su Yuanhuan's body had problems again.
At this moment, he was cooking a pot of old soup. Qingyi really didn't go out these days. He also went to the town to inquire. The rumors of those dead people didn't stop. Su Yuanhuan hadn't left his side recently, and Su Yuanhuan finally put away his worry and disturbed heart, and felt guilty. He should never have doubted Qingyi.
So he stayed up all night trying to cook a pot of his favorite old duck soup for Qingyi.
Seeing that the night passed and noon was approaching, the pot of old duck soup was almost ready. Su Yuanhuan took a spoonful and was about to taste the taste when he felt his throat was astringent and itchy, and then his chest throbbed violently. He also trembled, the white spoon fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, and Su Yuanhuan also fell to the ground.
He endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then another mouthful, he kept vomiting blood, only felt that not only the heart, but also the internal organs were in severe pain, when the last mouthful of blood was spit out , He stared at the ground in front of him, not moving for a long time.
In that pool of blood, a small pitch-black bug was mixed in the blood, after struggling twice, it stopped moving.
Hearing the movement, Qingyi quickly rushed over, seeing Su Yuanhuan fell to the ground, with blood all over his face, he was so frightened that he almost stopped breathing, even though it was not the first time he saw such a scene, he still felt Heartbroken to suffocate.
This is his Su Yuanhuan... his Su Yuanhuan...
He was on the verge of death again and again.
Qingyi bends down and hugs Su Yuanhuan by the waist.
Su Yuanhuan was weak all over, with his head resting on Qingyi's chest, his eyes were dull, and he asked weakly, "Qingyi, let me ask you, did you kill those people?"
Qingyi hugged Su Yuanhuan tightly, and replied softly: "You think too much, how could I kill so many people? I have always been by your side, don't you understand me?"
Su Yuanhuan's eyes darkened again, and he continued to ask: "Am I dying soon? No... Am I... I should have died a long time ago?"
Qingyi was silent, put Su Yuanhuan on the bed, and looked at him quietly.
Su Yuanhuan blinked, and a line of tears flowed down.
His heart was beating more and more slowly, he looked at Qingyi, stared at him firmly, and said, "I'm asking you...you must tell me the truth, you are not allowed to lie! Did you hear me! You are not allowed to lie!"
After a long time, Qingyi nodded.
Seeing this, Su Yuanhuan opened and closed his lips, and the feeling of suffocation gradually became stronger. He said in a hoarse voice, "Are you...are you from the Yao clan?"
Qingyi closed her eyes, then nodded.
Su Yuanhuan gulped out a mouthful of blood and started coughing, but this time Qingyi ignored him, just quietly watching him with blood clogging his throat, his life gradually weakening.
Su Yuanhuan knew that he was going to die, and with the last of his strength, he stretched out his hand to hold the corner of Qingyi's sleeve robe, and said vaguely: "If... if it is to save me... so many people will die... I would rather die ...would rather die!"
Qingyi watched Su Yuanhuan pinch his pale fingertips at the corner of his robe, and Su Yuanhuan's usual smile slowly appeared on his face, as if there was something else added to that smile.
He just smiled like this, watching Su Yuanhuan slowly stop breathing, watching his hands slowly slipping from the corner of his robe.
In the end, there was only one person's breath left in the room.
Su Yuanhuan died, after Qingyi barely hanged his life with Gu worms for nearly a year, he still died.
but……
Qingyi's smile remained unchanged, and even her eyes gradually became crazy.
But, it doesn't matter, he will be resurrected in no time.
I saw Qingyi reaching out her hand, and the skin on her wrist began to twitch, as if something was running away under the skin and was about to burst out.
Qingyi swiped her wrist vigorously with her fingertips, and a blood hole appeared on the wrist artery, and the blood immediately gushed out gracefully.
Then Qingyi skillfully unfastened Su Yuanhuan's belt, and the outer robe spread out, revealing his porcelain-white chest, which didn't heave at all.
Qingyi raised her hand, and her wrist rested on Su Yuanhuan's chest. Juanjuan's blood flowed down his wrist and sprinkled all of it on Su Yuanhuan's white chest. With the continuous loss of blood, Qingyi's face became paler and paler. , but his smile remained the same, and his eyes gradually became excited as he looked at the wrist with a big gap.
In the end, the wound gradually solidified, and a crimson almost transparent bug came out of Qingyi's wound and landed on Su Yuanhuan's chest.
After the bug fell down, the blood from Su Yuanhuan's chest rushed towards the bug in an instant. The bug was not as disgusting and ugly as other Gu bugs. There was no trace of Su Yuanhuan's skin in an instant.
And the unabsorbed blood also penetrated into the skin of Su Yuanhuan's chest visible to the naked eye. In a moment, except for the wound on Qingyi's wrist, it showed that everything just now was not an illusion, and Su Yuanhuan's chest had recovered. Clean and white.
Half an hour later, Su Yuanhuan's body stood up violently, and then fell back on the bed. The next moment, his chest that had not moved was gradually agitated. Su Yuanhuan resumed breathing, and his pale face gradually turned red. The pale lips also returned to Qingyi's favorite redness.
Su Yuanhuan came back from the dead.
As long as he lives, that's enough for Qing Yi, so what if he bears a lifetime of infamy?Even if his hands were stained with the blood of tens of thousands of people... so what?
As long as Su Yuanhuan is alive, he is willing to go through fire and water even if he is clear.
Su Yuanhuan didn't wake up after recovering her breathing, but lay down for another month.
One month later, Su Yuanhuan slowly opened his eyes, as if in a lifetime.
What catches the eye is not his dilapidated hut, but an underground palace full of candles.
When he just woke up, his brain was not smooth. Su Yuanhuan slowly got up from the bed, only to feel that the bed under his body seemed to be covered with high-quality silk and satin, which was very comfortable. He was only wearing plain white pajamas. no one else.
He slowly turned his brain, and finally remembered the scene before his death.
Did he really come back to life?What about Qingyi?
As soon as he moved, there was a crisp sound of clattering from his ankles. Su Yuanhuan immediately looked down, only to see that both feet were bound by slender iron chains.
Su Yuanhuan stretched out his hand and tugged. The iron chain was extremely long, enough for him to move a long distance around the bed, but... he couldn't get out.
After sleeping for a long time, he felt dryness in his throat, and wanted to pour a cup of tea to drink, but the teacup shattered in his hand. Su Yuanhuan stared blankly at the fragments in his hand, and then tried to slap a palm from the air. With the blasting sound of Qi Jin, he actually produced infinite internal force out of thin air.
He knew that he was in good health, not tight because of his physical health, and he even knew martial arts inexplicably...
To achieve such an effect, how could it have nothing to do with the lives of those 10 people?
At this time, there was a noise outside, and it was Qingyi who came in.
He was not surprised to see Su Yuanhuan sober, with the smile that Su Yuanhuan used to praise frequently on his lips, he walked over and wanted to reach out to touch Su Yuanhuan's face, but Su Yuanhuan backed away, Qingyi was taken aback, With a ferocious smile, he stretched out his hand and pulled Su Yuanhuan into his arms, "What are you hiding from?"
The two struggled, and the iron chain under Su Yuanhuan's feet rattled.
Su Yuanhuan frowned and said, "Qingyi, let me out."
Qingyi looked down at the iron chain tied to Su Yuanhuan's feet, and hugged Su Yuanhuan tightly.
Su Yuanhuan who can move and talk is really nice.
"impossible."
Su Yuanhuan pressed his forehead against Qingyi's chest, "Is it worth sacrificing 10 people for me alone?"
Qingyi bowed her head and kissed him, "It's you, it's worth it."
Su Yuanhuan's throat rolled, Qingyi immediately noticed it, and reached out to grab his chin: "Want to die?"
Su Yuanhuan squinted his eyes because of his pinch, and didn't speak, with a cold expression, as if he had returned to the appearance when the two met for the first time.
Qingyi smiled, "The Gu in your body has some side effects, I won't let you go."
A tear fell from the corner of Su Yuanhuan's eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly, "You still want to kill someone?"
Qingyi bit Su Yuanhuan's lips, "Remember, if you seek death, I will kill the whole world, you know, I can do it."
Su Yuanhuan closed his eyes and finally said nothing.
After that, Su Yuanhuan seemed to have forgotten the tension between Qingyi and Qingyi when he just woke up, and also forgot the hundreds of thousands of lives. The relationship between the two seemed to return to the time when they were in the dilapidated mountain courtyard , except for the change of location, except for the iron chain on Su Yuanhuan's ankle, nothing seemed to have changed.
The key to the iron chain was on Qingyi's body, Su Yuanhuan knew it, so he stayed put.
He stole a medicine from Qingyi, he tasted it himself, but fell into a coma for several hours, he thought it was just a drug with strong medicinal effect, so he kept it secretly by his side all the time.
Until one day, Su Yuanhuan, who had been docile for a long time, suddenly wanted to drink. Although Qingyi had doubts in his heart, the relationship with him over the past month made him feel softer. His Su Yuanhuan shouldn't have stayed in this dark underground palace in the first place. inside……
Since he wants to drink, it's just such a small wish, it doesn't matter if you satisfy him...
Unexpectedly, this time, Su Yuanhuan secretly poured medicine into the wine, handed it to Qingyi with his own hands, Qingyi drank it, and then fell to the ground unable to get up.
Qingyi's eyes were red, her fingers dug into the soil firmly, staring at Su Yuanhuan tightly like a ghost.
Seeing that Qingyi was in such a mess, Su Yuanhuan's heart softened, and in the end she still gritted her teeth and went to look through Qingyi's lapel. The moment she took out the key, Qingyi stretched out her hand and firmly held Su Yuanhuan's hand.
Su Yuanhuan didn't expect that Qingyi could still stay awake after being drugged, but his strength was gradually losing. He lowered his head and looked into Qingyi's red eyes.
Qingyi firmly held his hand, pleading in her eyes, "Don't leave! Su Yuanhuan...please...I beg you...don't go..."
Su Yuanhuan looked at him, and finally made up his mind, broke Qingyi's fingers one by one, untied the iron chain with a key, and left the underground palace quickly.
The moment Su Yuanhuan left, Qingyi spat out mouthfuls of blood.
Su Yuanhuan didn't know that the drug he thought was actually highly poisonous. He had Gu King Life and Death Gu on his body, which was invulnerable to all poisons and could make him unconscious for several hours. What a terrible poison it must be.
Fortunately, there are many Gu in Qingyi's body, after trying to kill the Gu worms that have been reared for many years, Qingyi is not dead after all, but the deep and clear voice is ruined after all.
Qingyi thought that Su Yuanhuan wanted him to die.
Su Yuanhuan thought that Qingyi would only be in a coma.
This misunderstanding was not solved until the death of the two people.
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After the two of them were pierced through the heart by an arrow, Su Yuanhuan didn't expect that he would wake up again. He thought that this time, he would definitely die.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the pale and unconscious Qingyi in front of him.
Su Yuanhuan was stunned for a long time, looking around the familiar cave, listening to the pattering rain outside, then his eyes blurred.
He actually came back, back to the first meeting with Qingyi.
He raised his hand, and he felt a sense of weakness in his body that he hadn't felt for a long time.
Afterwards, Su Yuan laughed heartily. He stood up, applied herbal medicine on Qing Yi as usual, tore off the corner of his robe and wet it to cover his forehead, watched his high fever gradually drop, then got up, carried the bamboo basket on his back, and slowly Slowly lowered her head, kissed Qingyi's lips lightly, then got up and walked into the heavy rain.
In the rain, a shabby white robe gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.
Qingyi, I hope you will never have me again in this life.
Waking up in the middle of the night, she stretched out her hand to take off the already warm robe corner on her forehead, looked at the herbs on her body, and frowned slightly.
At dawn the next day, when the rain stopped, he got up and left immediately.
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