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Except that Ying Zhou was getting weaker and weaker, the days were peaceful and peaceful, and Lou Liuyi and Fan Ye were leading the monsters in the mountains, but no one made trouble.The news that Ao Yuan was forced to sign a life-and-death contract by Ying Zhou spread to the Immortal Realm. The Emperor of Heaven weighed it again and again, but he didn't dare to move again. The balance between the two sides was maintained very delicately.

Ao Yuan thought that he and Ying Zhou would never have the chance to see each other again, but he didn't expect Lou Liuyi to appear in Dragon Palace just a few days later, facing Ao Yuan, and knelt straight down.

"I know it's hard for me to force others," she said with tears on her face, "but please, Dragon Lord, go and see Tiger..."

Ao Yuan didn't understand at first, but after taking a look at how Ying Zhou was trying to force him, he followed Lou Liuyi to the mortal world, only then did he understand what she meant.

No wonder Lou Liuyi is so proud to kneel in front of him willingly.

Ying Zhou forgot many things.

Yunxi was the first to discover.A few mornings ago, when Ying Zhou woke up, Yun Xi was by his side, and he heard him ask, "Yun Xi, what time is it?"

Yun Xi paused, and when they returned to the mountain, they stopped counting the time, but they didn't think much about it, glanced at the sky outside, and replied, "It's almost time."

Ying Zhou rolled his eyes, got down from the bed, and said, "Xu Boyuan is about to go down, I'll go and wait for him."

Yunxi froze in place, "Shan...Tiger?"

"Huh?" Ying Zhou smiled at her, just like in the past 2000 years, "A Luan should have woken up too, I don't know what will be for breakfast today."

His mind and soul were shattered, not only was his magic power almost gone, but his memory Ye regressed back to before the battle with Sitong, only staying in a good time, forgetting all the bitterness and hatred of parting later, and turning back to the former smiling and gentle should week.

Everyone tacitly didn't tell him that Xu Boyuan was dead, how could he have the heart to let him go through the same pain again.

Forget it, at least for the last time, I hope he can spend it happily.

Ao Yuan said: "So you want me to pretend to be Xu Boyuan and stay by his side?"

"Yes. Immortal Lord Nanling said that he... is less than a month at most," Lou Liuyi choked up several times, "I hope Lord Long will help you."

There is no way to refuse.

Since he couldn't refuse Lou Liuyi's long kneeling, he couldn't refuse the subtle desire in his heart.

I want to know what it was like between them, I want to know what Ying Zhou was like in the past, I want to know what the other self who is loved by Ying Zhou looks like.

Yun Xi brought Ying Zhou back to the world.

The former Prince Yu's Mansion is still there, it has long since lost its owner, and the servants have changed wave after wave, and the pavilions, terraces, and waterside pavilions have been repaired countless times, everything is the same, but things are different.

The emperor generously agreed to lend the palace, and when Ao Yuan changed into the court official uniform and walked into the bedroom, Ying Zhou was still awake, his thin body could be seen under the quilt, and he was even thinner than the last time he saw him.

The curled up white cat raised its head from beside him, glanced at Ao Yuan with its golden eyes, then jumped off the bed, and turned into a white-haired boy, pursing its lips as if it wanted to say something, but in the end it still gritted its teeth Swallowing back, he looked away and said softly: "Just fell asleep, don't call him, he probably won't wake up at night."

Ao Yuan nodded, and the young man opened the door and left.

If it was Xu Boyuan, what would he do.

He couldn't think of it because he was not Xu Boyuan.

The warm light from outside penetrated into the Ruyi-shaped window coffin, and shone on the ground, projecting square shapes, illuminating the floating dust in the air. The palace was silent, and the only thing that caught my ear was Ying Zhou's almost non-existent breathing. Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the half face exposed under the quilt, couldn't help but reached out and touched it lightly.

He withdrew his hand in just a moment, Ying Zhou's skin was so cold that his fingertips were numb.

Why is it so cold?

Does he feel cold?

If it was Xu Boyuan, he would probably want to make him warmer.

Ao Yuan frowned, and put his palm on Ying Zhou's face again, he didn't let go until he warmed up that inch of skin, and pulled the quilt up for Ying Zhou.

He planned to get up and wait outside, but before he could retract his hand, Ying Zhou's eyelashes flicked and he opened his eyes.

He saw the person sitting by the bed clearly, his eyes were bright and clear, he grabbed Ao Yuandun's hand that was lying on the quilt, and smiled, "You're back."

Hands are also cold.

"Well, I'm back." Ao Yuan held him back and clasped it in his palm, "Sleep for a while?"

Ying Zhou is weak now, sleeping in bed for most of the day, only in this way can he barely prolong the time, Lou Liuyi told him to let Ying Zhou sleep more.

"I'm still a little sleepy," Ying Zhou closed his eyes, "Do you have anything else to do today?"

Ao Yuan rubbed his thumb over the thin knuckles on his finger, "It's all right, it's here."

Ying Zhou smiled and said, "Then sleep with me for a while."

"...Okay." Ao Yuan took off his shoes and socks and went to bed, and lay down beside him with his clothes, "Go to sleep."

Ying Zhou leaned against him, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Ao Yuan didn't dare to move, Ying Zhou's side face was on his shoulder, he kept this position for a long time, until he thought that Ying Zhou should have fallen asleep, then he dared to turn sideways and meet Ying Zhou face to face.

Ying Zhou's legs were curled up, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes cast a silhouette on the white jade-like skin. He looked better, his face was no longer as pale as when we parted last time, and there was some blood on his lips, because his mood changed. Ok?

It turned out that he used to be so good-looking when he smiled. I saw him from a distance thousands of years ago, but now he is even more intuitive when he looks up close. He is so good-looking that no one can resist.What does Xu Boyuan love about him?Do you love this smile?If he loves this smile, he seems to be able to do it too.

Ao Yuan looked from top to bottom, and suddenly had an absurd impulse——

His body lost control at this moment, he lowered his head, and kissed Ying Zhou's eyelids.

Before he had time to be surprised by his behavior, Ying Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head with a smile, and naturally touched his lips, his eyes were as bright as falling stars.

"I want drunk shrimp for dinner."

"……it is good."

Ying Zhou closed her eyes again, moved closer to him, and rested her forehead on his shoulder.

Ao Yuan's whole body was stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands. The turmoil in his heart was more because of the two kisses just now, and there was a slight one, which he didn't want to admit but had to admit...satisfaction.

Why would you be satisfied?

He is obviously not Xu Boyuan.

He just...

Why isn't he Xu Boyuan?

When she woke up in the evening, Lou Liuyi turned into Xu Jingluan's appearance, three of them shared a table and had dinner.

The cook is the imperial cook from the palace. Ao Yuan has been bigu for many years, and he doesn't know the taste of the world. He only saw that Ying Zhou hadn't eaten a few bites, so he exchanged a glance with Lou Liuyi. Lou Liuyi peeled a shrimp for Ying Zhou and put it in a bowl. : "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

"Well," Ying Zhou put down his chopsticks, "Did you change the cook? It seems different from before."

Lou Liuyi was taken aback, and immediately looked at Yunxi who was behind Ying Zhou, and Yunxi answered, "It's a new one. During the time when the tiger went back to the mountain to recuperate, the cook got old and went home."

Ying Zhou nodded without saying anything, and ate the shrimp from Lou Liu's clothespin.

Many things will not change if you don't think about them, but once you have a little sign in your heart, it will grow bigger and bigger like a snowball, and it will become impossible to ignore in a very short period of time.

For example, at this time, sitting under the dim light and playing chess with Ying Zhou, the opponent's smile when he took away his chess pieces was immersed in the warm color of the candlelight, making him look happy and comfortable, and Ao Yuan unconsciously I wonder if Xu Boyuan had the same mood as him in the countless moments before, wanting to let him win, to win some more, to let this kind of warmth stay on him forever, to make him laugh at himself forever, as long as Ying Zhou can keep doing this , he can even be Xu Boyuan in front of him forever.

But there is no forever in the world.

The one-month period given by Nan Ling is getting closer and closer, and the time for Ying Zhou to wake up is getting shorter and shorter.

Ao Yuan also gradually got used to making his arms a pillow for him, getting used to falling asleep with Ying Zhou in his arms, waking up in his arms, getting used to occasional hugs and kisses, getting used to having meals with him every day, and playing chess with him. , when he was in good health, he would ride Fushuang and accompany him for a walk.

When they went to the suburbs, the weasel couple had already moved away, and the snail spirit and silver carp demon in the water palace at the bottom of the river already had groups of young fish, and they couldn't transform themselves, so they circled around Ying Zhou and touched his crotch with their fish mouths. The hand, the bolder one, was still lightly touching Ying Zhou's face.

Ying Zhou should like it, he doesn't remember Xu Nian anymore, Xu Nian can't appear in front of him, he can only hide in a corner and watch from a distance every day, Ao Yuan thought, if Xu Boyuan didn't die, the three of them should also die. will be very happy.

Yunxi had already talked about Ying Zhou's situation with Luosijing and his wife. Alian was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he didn't dare to speak during the whole process. Only Luoluo chatted with Ying Zhou. From noon to night, he became popular before he left. Eye sockets, took out a set of clothes from the sealed box.

"Mr. Dragon..." Ying Zhou was surrounded by little fishes and walked in front. The snail spirit said in a low voice, "This is what was left when the prince and the tiger came. Take it away, Mr. Long. I will wash it and put it on the table." It has been here for more than 100 years, just waiting for the tiger to come back to see us..."

"Okay." Ao Yuan took it.

It was Xu Boyuan's clothes, like an official uniform, the snail spirit was well protected, the damaged parts were mended stitch by stitch, and no traces could be seen.

It has been too long for everyone, but for Ying Zhou, the memory is as fresh as yesterday.

"I don't know what happened to the child's soul. I will ask Dongnan another day."

"……Um."

There is no southeast anymore, and there will be no one to fill the soul of the half-demon son.

On the way back, the two rode Fushuang, with Ying Zhou sitting in front, leaning against Ao Yuan, drowsy.

"Tired?" Ao Yuan put on the clothes he got from the snail spirit for him, and Fushuang ran a little slower under his body.

"It's a little bit," Ying Zhou turned to him, "Time flies so fast."

Ao Yuan was keenly aware of the sentimentality in his tone, and lowered his head to press a kiss on his lips, "But we still have a lot of time."

Ying Zhou raised the corners of his lips and lowered his eyelids halfway, "Well, there is still a lot of time."

He didn't feel anything when he said it, but hearing Ying Zhou say it made his heart sore.

The time belonging to Ying Zhou and Xu Boyuan has already stopped, and the time belonging to him and Ying Zhou is also approaching the end at an unstoppable speed.

"Sleep for a while," Ao Yuan hugged him with one arm, whispered, "I'll be home when I wake up."

The author has something to say: yesterday's pot lid was smashed into scrap iron, and today I decided to walk around wearing Yuanyuan's dragon scales

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