For the rest of my life, I am lucky to know my old friend

Outside Ziweiguan on the outskirts of Luoyang, another carriage drove up.Ziweiguan is just a small Taoist temple, which accommodates some offenders from wealthy families. There are a lot of horse-drawn carriages on weekdays, and they give a lot of sesame oil money for various reasons.

Therefore, the gatekeeper watched the carriage go in calmly, but looked at the sky strangely. It was a little strange to come here at night.

Lu Ying sat in her mother's bedroom, looked up at the furnishings here, it was just a small Taoist temple, the furnishings were naturally extremely simple in the eyes of Lu Ying who had seen the world, did her mother live here?She couldn't help but hesitate a bit, she hasn't enjoyed my day's blessing yet.

At this time, the door opened, and a Taoist nun came in from the door. Although she had coarse hemp shoes, she could easily see from her graceful and beautiful brows that she was beautiful when she was young, and she looked very similar to Lu Ying.

When Lu Ying heard the noise, she turned around nervously and saw her mother, as if seeing herself decades later, also dressed in sackcloth.Her eyes widened all of a sudden, then closed again, and when they opened again, there were no waves. She absolutely didn't want to live like this!

What she thought was that when she was old, she would have seven sons and eight sons-in-law, good fortune and good luck, and it would definitely not be such a miserable old age!Thinking of this, my heart that had been hesitant all of a sudden fell down from the sky like a weight.

She looked at her mother as if she was looking at the enemy blocking her access to Qingyun Road, she naturally showed a deep smile, said the sweetest words in her mouth, and said: "I miss my mother."

The Taoist nun heard this, stepped forward and hugged her, felt her body trembling uncontrollably, patted her on the back distressedly, and said, "Are you wronged?"

"I'm not wronged." Lu Ying said, "I'm learning how to cook today, and I learned how to make pasta. Mom, do you want to try it?"

"Okay." Taoist nun nodded with a smile. She felt that her own daughter's emotions were wrong, but she never thought that her daughter was thinking of killing herself.

Lu Ying took out two plates of exquisitely decorated and brightly colored noodles from the food box, and the Taoist nun shook her head when she saw this, and said, "Ah Ying, you are still young, the more colors you have, the better the noodles are." , even if you make clothes, you need to match colors..."

Lu Ying's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Seeing that her mother was still talking to herself slowly, she couldn't help but wonder if her mother knew what she wanted to do. She was scared and nervous, and immediately interrupted her words roughly. , Said: "Understood, mother, you can eat quickly, you have a taste, I made it specially for you."

"Hey." The nun shook her head and said, "You, this temper is too irritable, how about getting married in the future?!"

"Eat it quickly." Lu Ying squeezed out this sentence from her throat, almost wanting to stuff all these highly poisonous noodles into the Taoist nun's throat, as if only in this way could she be a little more stable.

Seeing Lu Ying with red eyes, the nun put down the noodle fruit she was holding in her hand, and said suspiciously: "What's wrong with Ah Ying? Why does she seem to be sick?!"

"I'm not sick!" Lu Ying retorted immediately, "I made all these noodles with my own hands. If you don't eat them, don't you eat them. Are you doing me any favors?!"

The Taoist nun shook her head and sighed, "You child, why are you getting more and more tempered?"

Lu Ying subconsciously wanted to refute, saying that she is not your child, I am the daughter of the Lu family, and my aunt is my mother, but she thought of the plan in front of her, and endured it angrily, and just turned around sullenly. Go too far.

"Oh, that's all, I'll eat now." Taoist nun looked at her daughter, as if she saw herself when she was young. will be better than me.Thinking of this, she showed a comforting and kind smile, and picked up the noodles on the plate with one hand.

Lu Ying turned her head and saw her mother's actions. She wanted to open her mouth, but she just let out a silent cry, and her heart became more and more excited, "Hurry up, hurry up!"It seemed that the next moment, she would be able to completely get rid of her origin. She was a little happy, but also a little confused. She knew that she should step forward to stop it, but she seemed to be tied by someone, unable to move, just Watching helplessly.

But just when the noodle was about to be put into the mouth, a small stone came from nowhere and hit the Taoist nun's hand, making her hand turn red, and the noodle naturally fell to the ground .

Lu Ying jumped up in fright, picked up the noodle fruit on the plate and was about to stuff it into her mother's mouth.At this time, the Taoist nun also understood a little, first she had to struggle, and then she opened her eyes wide in sorrow, looked at the hideous daughter, and stopped struggling.

But at this moment, the entire window was actually removed, and a big man with a shield and a knife rammed in directly, knocking the two of them to the ground with the shield.

Lu Ying looked at the big man in extreme horror, saw him lift the mask on his face, and said: "Someone is from the Duke of Yan's family, who came here on the order of Mrs. Du, just to prevent Mrs. Lu's mistake."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Ying collapsed to the ground, just shouted "Du Zhongping! You cruel person" in despair, and then cried uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the Taoist nun originally wanted to secretly pick up the rolled noodles on the ground to eat, but was stopped by the big man's words, "You can think clearly, murder and attempted murder are two different things."

The nun stopped her movements dejectedly, looked at the big man and lifted Lu Ying up.Lu Ying came to her senses, struggled and cursed: "Let go of your dirty hands! I am Fan Yang Lu's daughter."

The big man spat at her, and said: "Come on, you can go to the hall and tell the official about this. I have been squatting outside for more than a day, but I am suffocated to death."

How much is a day?When Lu Ying heard this, her eyes widened immediately. It took her a day to drive from Chang'an to Luoyang by herself, and then arrived overnight.And this person was already waiting, so to speak, so to speak, after Du Heng talked to himself, he ordered people to come quickly.

Did he expect to kill his mother a long time ago? !Lu Ying's body softened all of a sudden, and she didn't know how to struggle, but occasionally let out a mournful sound, regretting what she had done for the first time, what did I do to let this evil spirit out? !

After sleeping for almost two days, Du Heng was still asleep. Xue Chengye was so anxious that he could only get him up and feed him a few mouthfuls of porridge.Every time he looked at Du Heng who was asleep, his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, his black hair was loose and obedient, and there was always a kind of fragile and thrilling beauty, Xue Chengye could only endure it, comforting himself, it would be good to sleep more.

But Xue Chengye himself was hungry. Just as he got up and wanted to eat a pancake outside, he found that his sleeves were being pulled again. When he turned his head, he saw Du Heng woke up, propping his head on one hand, looking at himself, his eyes were black and shiny , like black crystal lined with white mercury, it is so beautiful, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Wake up, let's go have a meal."

Du Heng was sleeping vaguely. Seeing Xue Chengye in front of him, he still felt like the old days. He only felt that he was dreaming. Since it was a dream, then he was not afraid. He also smiled and said: "I was dreaming, and unexpectedly I can still see you."

Hearing this, Xue Chengye stretched out his hand to caress his cheek with some doubts, and said, "My hands are hot, I am a real person."

Du Heng felt that his body was covered with ice, so how could he have other senses? It was just that he had the urge to pour out the most absurd and crazy words that were squeezed in his heart. He just looked at Xue Chengye stupidly and said, "Hongzu, if you It's true, just kill me."

Hearing this, Xue Chengye was so angry that his body was trembling, his eyes were red as if he was about to see blood, he could hardly suppress the hostility in his heart, he really wanted to grab Du Heng's shoulder and shake him a few times, so as to wake him up, But Xue Chengye still took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Do you really want to die that much?"

"No." Du Heng licked his lips and said, "I just want to die by your hands."

"Why?" Xue Chengye's anger could hardly be suppressed, and he really wanted to question him directly, do you know how cruel this is to me? !

"Because I die at your hands, I will be yours forever." Du Heng said with a sincere longing on his face, "There will be no betrayal, and there will be no abandonment."

Hearing this, Xue Chengye couldn't help but feel pain in his heart when he thought of all the things he had found out before. He bent down and fixed Du Heng's chin with his hand, looked into his eyes firmly, and said, "Look at me, I don't know I will betray you, and I will not abandon you, there is no need to do this."

Du Heng wanted to struggle uncomfortably, but he couldn't, so he could only blink his eyes and said, "There is no such person."

"Yes. That's me." Du Heng's words almost brought Xue Chengye's tears down. In a trance, he seemed to see Du Heng crawling in the vast wilderness, covered in bruises, and still walking alone.He really wanted to hug him tightly and tell him that there are really people in this world who cherish and love him.

Du Heng stared at him firmly, as if confirming the truth of this sentence, then reached out and grabbed his shoulder, squeezed out a word from between his teeth, and said fiercely and darkly: "Then don't betray me , or you will die too." After finishing speaking, he immediately put down his hands as if he was frightened, and fell on the bed with half-closed eyes, his body twisted and curled up deep in the quilt, and soon fell asleep again past.

Xue Chengye reached out and touched the big bulge on the bed, thinking that every time Du Heng fell asleep, he would curl up in his arms as if he was afraid of the cold. Under the covers, fear of the outside world.How much despair is there to engrave fear into the bottom of his heart, making him afraid even when he falls asleep.

He dug the man out of the bed, kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to have a meal, and I'll be back in a while."

In the outside room, after eating two mustaches stuffed with mutton and drinking two bowls of soup, after cleansing his face and changing his clothes, Xue Chengye resigned himself to his fate and went back to continue to use Du Heng as a pillow.Extremely bored, he had no choice but to ask the maid to bring the only Hanshu he was familiar with, and started to read it, but found that he couldn't read it. It was better than when Du Heng read it to himself.

He glanced at it twice, stared at the curtain again and stared blankly, looked down at Du Heng who seemed to be asleep and still frowning, and simply started to read, stuttering and intermittently.

But he still read volume after volume, and when he read "Today's Zi is more than ten, he is an official, and Lianshi does not need to be many", he pronounced "Zi" as "this", and then he heard a "squeak" ".He originally thought that a mouse had entered the room, but when he felt a movement on his knee, he found that Du Heng raised his head and let out a serious "squeak" to himself.

"What?" Xue Chengye repeated with a strange expression. He really didn't understand why Du Heng suddenly sounded like a mouse.

"That word is zhi, not this." Du Heng said seriously, "You mispronounced it."

Seeing this, Xue Chengye couldn't help laughing, hugged Du Heng and said, "I thought it was a mouse, but it turned out to be you, a little mouse."

Du Heng stared at him blankly, turned his head, and said, "I'm hungry."

"You should eat more." Xue Chengye touched his thin waist and said, "You're back." Having said that, he let out a sigh of relief.

"I've been here all the time." Du Heng was also in a trance, and said, "I just feel so sorry for you." Now that he has truly come to his senses, he feels guilty when he thinks about what he has done, and his crazy words will probably scare the hell out of him. There are many people.

Xue Chengye was too kind to me, and I hurt him before I could reciprocate. I am so sorry.What is the difference between his actions and those of Lu Ao and Lu Ying back then? Thinking of this, Du Heng couldn't help feeling disgusted with himself, buried his head in Xue Chengye's arms, and suppressed the urge to retch.

Hearing this, Xue Chengye felt Du Heng trembling in his arms. He felt that this person had finally come back to life. He just felt thankful. He couldn't blame him, so he just sighed and said, "I'm very tired."

"sorry."

"Don't talk about this, what I want is the future." Xue Chengye grabbed his arm forcefully, and said firmly, without any rebuttal, "I can't do this in the future." It was as if he was commanding thousands of troops on the battlefield Horses, military orders are like mountains, you must respect them.

Du Heng shuddered under Xue Chengye's almost commanding words. He felt his waist go limp. He really wanted to be so soft that he could be in Xue Chengye's arms. He did the same, subconsciously answered "Yes!" and then He just pulled out his arm from Xue Chengye's hand, and fell into it limply as if he had pulled out all the bones in his body, and was just caught by the warm embrace.Du Heng suddenly felt satisfied.

Xue Chengye hugged him, feeling like he was dreaming, and couldn't help but said: "I really can't do anything with you, you are born to deal with me, right?"

Du Heng wanted to laugh when he heard this, his body trembled with laughter, and he rubbed against Xue Chengye's arms. Because he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it, he really wanted to hold him like this until he couldn't even cry out, but now he managed to hold back and threatened: "Get up and get dressed, go eat."

Du Heng raised his eyes, smiled at him, and said, "Eat me."

Xue Chengye turned over and pressed him underneath, directly lifted the thin quilt covering his body, and gently slid his big hands over his smooth skin, and then he couldn't help rubbing vigorously, from the bright red milk beads to the flat ones. Every part of the lower abdomen is irresistible, bruises, imprints or a little bit of bleeding; the breathing is getting heavier, the eyes are staring at his round shoulders, and he bites down with one bite. Du Heng's flesh seems to have unspeakable magic power , attracting his bloodthirsty desire, really wanting him to bleed, really wanting him to cry...

He seemed to be crying, and his soft groans and groans sounded in his ears, like drums beating on the battlefield, encouraging him to charge forward, conquer, and trample...

Du Heng felt that he was being brutally bitten, and the ubiquitous pain made him feel that he was alive and alive like never before, so he hugged Xue Chengye even tighter, yelled intentionally against his ear, and encouraged him He wants to occupy himself with something extremely thick and fiery, so that he can forget the existence of the past and the future.

Xue Chengye raised his head, looked carefully at Du Heng's face, saw the unnatural blush on his cheeks, pressed his shoulders, gasped heavily, and said, "No, you haven't eaten anything for almost two days."

Impatiently, Du Heng bent up and rubbed Xue Chengye's hair, and poked him somewhere on his body, saying: "You just bear it?"

Xue Chengye rubbed on him, and whispered in his ear: "I can't help it anymore, I can't do this."

Hearing this, Du Heng was shocked, and said sadly, "What you said is very true, I was wrong." He wanted to make amends, but Xue Chengye taught him a lesson, and he felt even more guilty. I found that I was really hungry, because my stomach groaned.

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emmmmm, the pre-sale on Weibo will end in ten days, should I just release it all at once?