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Fushuang carried the two of them up the mountain.

On the way, Ying Zhou was drowsy, and when he arrived at the bamboo house on the top of the mountain, the stars were already turning. A hundred years later, the bamboo house was damaged several times, and it was repaired and repaired. On the couch, when she got up, Ying Zhou kissed him on the side of the cheek, "I want to eat supper."

When they went out, Yun Xi packed a basket of snacks for them. Ao Yuan took them and opened them. Some of them were damaged. He picked out the ones that were in good shape and fed them to Ying Zhou. kitchen."

Ao Yuan paused, and the crumbs of the dessert accidentally fell on Ying Zhou's lapel.

In the silence that could not last for a while, Ao Yuan calmly brushed off the crumbs on his clothes, "It's too late today, I'll make it for you when I get back, okay?"

Ying Zhou smiled and said, "Okay."

Did Xu Boyuan cook for him?

Yunxi never mentioned it.

He has been bigu for nearly ten thousand years, so he can't do it if he is unprepared to do it, but if Zhou wants, he can learn it after returning.

After Ying Zhou fell asleep, Ao Yuan walked out of the bamboo hut, outside Frost turned into a human figure and stood in the night, Ao Yuan asked: "Can he... know how to cook?"

Fu Shuang was a little surprised, but still quickly replied: "There was one time, right here. The prince is usually busy, and he only did that one time."

Only once.

If they still have enough time, he will give Ying Zhou a lot, enough to wash away all of Xu Boyuan's existence, and Ying Zhou will never remember what Xu Boyuan did that time. In future memories, there will only be he.

But they have no time, Ying Zhou will remember everything about Xu Boyuan after he dies, and there will be nothing about Ao Yuan.

At sunrise, Ying Zhou was half asleep and half awake. Ao Yuan carried him up the mountain and put him in his arms until the golden light split the night and spread to the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. Full of stars.

Ying Zhou leaned against his chest, slowly opened his eyes in the glaring light, his whole face was illuminated, even his eyelashes were coated with bright light, which made Ao Yuan feel in a trance, and he was in a trance. It is gradually melting in this light.

"Will you bring others here in the future?" Ying Zhou asked suddenly.

Ao Yuan was startled, and immediately replied: "No."

How could he have someone else?

I love it very much, I have to respond to Zhou.It's just that he fell in love too late. If he chose to hold Ying Zhou's hand directly when he was in Jiuchongtian, what would happen after that?Ying Zhou will not sink into the lake and sleep for 130 years, he does not need to exhaust his efforts to raise Xu Nian, and Sitong will not take advantage of the opportunity...

So is it true that Ying Zhou will not die?

But at that time, how could he have imagined that in the future, everything that seems to have choices is actually predestined. What choice will you make at that moment, is the so-called destiny?

"Why do you ask that?" Ao Yuan turned him around, held his hand and pressed it on his chest, separated from the skin and bones, the heart inside was vigorous and powerful, every jump overflowed with uncontrollable emotions, He wished he could cut it out and show Ying Zhou, "I will never have anyone else in my life, only you."

He thought that Ying Zhou would laugh and kiss him, but at this moment Ying Zhou's eyes were too calm, and the sadness that could not be hidden in the calm made Ao Yuan's heart stagnate, "Ying Zhou?"

"Well," Ying Zhou smiled and repeated softly, "Only me."

He was smiling, but Ao Yuan couldn't feel the warmth in that smile.

He could only bow his head and kiss him, trying to warm him up with his own temperature, the tip of his tongue intertwined, like an ordinary mortal, expressing his love in the intimacy of the body, and convinced himself that the other party did not go far, still before his eyes.

After a long kiss, Ao Yuan let go of him, gently wiped off the silver liquid on the corner of Ying Zhou's mouth with his fingertips, touched his slightly red lips again, and asked, "Go back?"

Ying Zhou cast his eyes down, "Well, let's go."

Ao Yuan helped him up, "I hug you?"

Ying Zhou said: "If you want to go by yourself, you can lead me."

Ao Yuan nodded, took his hand, and interlocked his fingers, "If you can't walk anymore, tell me."

"Well," Ying Zhou lowered his head, looked at the hands tightly held by the two, and said softly, "It's such a short distance, why can't you walk?"

However, before taking a few steps, Ying Zhou stopped suddenly.

"Ao Yuan."

Ao Yuan's pupils shrank violently, and he froze in place, not daring to turn his head.

At that moment, he wished that he had heard it wrong, but Ying Zhou's voice was extremely clear, the two words pierced into his chest, shock and panic, even fear, overwhelmed his internal organs in an instant.

He tried his best to turn his stiff neck, and behind him was Zhou Shuguang standing under the rising sun, his white clothes were covered with golden light, and his expression was as gentle and shallow as Ao Yuan had been obsessed with in less than a month. Smile, eyes soft.

They were still holding hands, and he couldn't tell whether the warmth in his hands came from Ying Zhou or the damn, dazzling, desperate sunrise.

"you know?"

Know that he is not Xu Boyuan, know that he is a liar.

"Yeah," Ying Zhou smiled, "I know."

Ao Yuan subconsciously tightened his hand and held Ying Zhou even tighter.

She really wanted to hug him, but she didn't dare. Without Xu Boyuan's identity, why should he hug him?

"When did you find out?" Ao Yuan asked hoarsely.

Was it at the beginning?Or after he pretended to be Xu Boyuan and made out with him?

If it was at the beginning, then what is the tenderness of these days?Use him as Xu Boyuan's substitute?Or... Even if it's just a little bit, Ying Zhou still has him in his heart?

"I knew it when I saw you," Ying Zhou said softly, "I didn't want you to know, but when you are in front of me, I can't help but want to get close to you."

What do you not want him to know?Who do you want to be close to?

Is it Xu Boyuan?

... or him?

Wanting to hear Ying Zhou's answer, but Ying Zhou looked down at their hands, Ao Yuan followed his gaze, and Ying Zhou's fingertips were gradually becoming transparent.

"Ying Zhou?!"

Ao Yuan immediately held both of his hands in his hands, but the transparency did not stop. It spread rapidly from the fingers to the palm, wrist, and extended to under the sleeves. Ao Yuan pulled his sleeves, and the skin inside It was already as thin as a cicada's wing, leaving only a shimmering phantom.

Ying Zhou smiled, "Well, the time has come."

Ao Yuan froze in place, the time has come?

How is it possible, he just said to him a few days ago, they still have a lot of time.

"In the past, you were always worried about what I would do if you were gone." Ying Zhou lowered his eyes, and his smile was full of helplessness, "Now it's time for me to worry about you."

before.

So Ying Zhou still thinks that he is Xu Boyuan?

Is it because he forgot, didn't remember everything in Nine Heavens, that he regarded them as the same person?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Ying Zhou looked at him so coldly when he signed the life-and-death contract on Mount Buzhou.

But he is not.

At this last moment, all unwilling possessive desires erupted at the same time, even if it was only for a moment, I wanted Ying Zhou to know that Xu Boyuan is not the only one who loves him deeply in this world, there is also him.

Ao Yuan hugged him tightly, and said in a hoarse voice with a venting force: "I am not him, you forgot, I said...he is me, but I am not him."

He is so selfish, if he wants Ying Zhou to remember him, even if he hates him, it is better than loving him because he loves Xu Boyuan.

It is unacceptable for him to die like this with the memories of Xu Boyuan, and it is unacceptable for him to have no place for himself in his heart.He regretted it, regretted that he only went to the mortal world with that soul, and also regretted his indifference to Zhou in Jiuchongtian, and what he regretted the most was pretending to be Xu Boyuan by his side.

So much so that in the end, Ying Zhou didn't see him in his eyes.

The body in his arms was about to dissipate, penetrated by sunlight, leaving only a transparent shell, which could no longer be retained.

It is like a dream, like electricity, and like a bubble phantom.

Ao Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was stiff. His paranoia made him bow his head and want to kiss Ying Zhou, but Ying Zhou smiled softly in his ear and said, "Well, no, just take it as my mistake."

Ao Yuan was stunned.

——When I admit my mistake?

Ying Zhou loves Xu Boyuan so much, how could he admit his mistake?

Is he Xu Boyuan?

Was it Xu Boyuan who he was jealous to the point of madness, but kept refusing to admit it?

He hadn't thought about it.

From the very beginning, he drew a line between himself and Xu Boyuan, telling himself repeatedly that they are different existences, one is a human, the other is a demon, one has only been in the human world for more than twenty years, and the other has already been in the cold sea Too long too long.Xu Boyuan would love Ying Zhou fervently, but he...

No, he also loves, he can love more fervently than Xu Boyuan.

So maybe he can also be Xu Boyuan?

If Ying Zhou thinks so, if Ying Zhou thinks they are the same person.

He no longer needs to be jealous, he will be Xu Boyuan, he can have a complete Ying Zhou, all Ying Zhou, and love him with all of himself.

But there are too many things in this world that he can’t help, and the problems he can’t let go of until now are meaningless, the color of Ying Zhou’s body is getting lighter and lighter, Ao Yuan’s eyes are blood red, and he buried his head on Ying Zhou’s shoulder, calling his name constantly, "Ying Zhou, Ying Zhou...don't go."

Ying Zhou turned his head and rubbed his face against his side, "I don't want to leave either, there are still many things I haven't told you."

"Speak slowly," Ao Yuan kissed his forehead, nose tip, and lips like crazy, but didn't dare to use too much force, "We still have time...you can speak slowly."

Ying Zhou smiled and said nothing.

Ao Yuan had a sharp pain in his chest, "Don't go..." His throat was so dry that he could hardly make a sound, just these two words, he was about to use up all his strength, but besides these two words, he didn't know what else to say , "Ying Zhou, don't go..."

Ying Zhouhui hugged him, and said softly: "Nan Ling used to say that the name I gave myself is not good, it is not good, it is not auspicious, I still don't believe it, if there is a chance to see you..."

His voice became softer and softer, and he didn't even have time to finish this sentence.

In Ao Yuan's ever-tightening embrace, he suddenly turned into a floating silver skylight, like groups of fireflies in the forest in summer night, and like a river of stars shining in the night sky in winter, drifting with the wind towards the vast world beyond the cliff, Ao Yuan dazedly stretched out his hand to hold it, but he didn't grab anything.

The rising sun was no longer hindered, and it shone coldly on his face.

He suddenly remembered the glance Ying Zhou looked back at when he left in Jiuchongtian.

The look in his eyes that he couldn't understand at that time, when he recalled it now, it was as if his chest had been sliced ​​open by a sharp knife, and the flesh and blood were smashed into mud, everything was presented extremely clearly.

Ying Zhou was looking at him with determined eyes, sad, helpless, but tolerant.

Resolutely bear all these pains, grieve and leave, but the destiny is ridiculous and unfair, but only tolerates his indifference.

He is Xu Boyuan——

Ying Zhou recognized him at that time, but what did he say to Ying Zhou?

I am not him.

Too ridiculous and too ironic.

Suffering such a serious injury, and still harboring Xu Nian, what kind of mood should Ying Zhou walk down the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Miles High Step? Just imagining it makes his heart feel like a knife and he can't breathe.

He thinks that others don't understand, but he doesn't know that the authorities are confused and the bystanders are clear. Everyone says he is unworthy, and he is indeed unworthy.

How can he be worthy of his injury.

Ao Yuan knelt on the top of the cliff, the vast light illuminated the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, dragging a slender and empty black shadow behind him.

Ying Zhou died.

What does it matter who he is.

Whether it be Xu Boyuan or Ao Yuan, there is nowhere to make up for even compensation.

This despair cannot be added, even if you die together, you will owe you a lot.

—— "Bao Zhou" Volume II Mountains and Seas——

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The author has something to say: Chapter 111, the number of lonely students, the second volume is really short, the main text is over here, but this is he, so Sha Zhou will definitely come back alive, so there is a third volume .

The third volume is mostly in the form of self-narration, some flashbacks, and some past events will be interspersed, the princess and Ji Shilang who have been killed, the princess who has not been abused, Yunxi, Fushuang, Nine Tails, Little Nine Tails, Fan Ye, Nian Nian, Tianchen, including from Ying Zhou's perspective, his mentality has changed during the last period, everyone has a story, change a perspective to explain many things that have not yet been explained, let me write slowly.

The last few chapters are mainly about Long Jun’s mentality. At first, he felt that he and Yuan Yuan were not alone; later, he fell in love with Sha Zhou, thinking that if he was Yuan Yuan, there wouldn’t be so many troubles; and then he loved Sha Zhou again. Zhou is very possessive, envious and jealous of Yuan Yuan, thinking that it would be good if Ying Zhou forgot that Yuan Yuan likes him.He vacillated for a long time on the question of whether he was right or not, and hoped that he was, but refused to admit that he was, but Sha Zhou couldn't forget Yuan Yuan, so in the end he was finally persuaded, made a concession, and admitted that he was Yuan Yuan. But Sha Zhou is dead.

I accidentally made a narration, mainly because I was afraid that I could not write clearly, and I was also afraid that you would give me a razor blade, but anyway, the biggest golden finger in this article, Comrade Destiny, has already been opened. He is destined, so don’t stab me with a knife .To be honest, I wrote so sensational and pessimistic recently, all because the bgm recommended to you is too sad, and the research room is too busy recently, I feel bitter (really