The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

41.

Fu Ziqiu pushed open the door with a dark face, and Jiu Ge's voice that hadn't drifted away came into the room without any hindrance.

"You..." Fu Ziqiu caught sight of Gu Zhizhou, with a pale face, struggling to hold up his upper body, his overwhelmed arms were trembling in the loose cuffs.He closed the door numbly: "Woke you up?"

Gu Zhizhou's eyes were red with high fever, and his eyes felt astringent even when he blinked.He reluctantly sat up, with a look of unwillingness to show weakness, and said, "I've caused you trouble, what's going on now?"

Jiuge probably listened to seven or eighty eight words.

"It's fine outside, and there's nothing wrong with it." Fu Ziqiu came over and poured a glass of water: "Drink some water, and you can recover from your illness at ease. Everything depends on me."

Gu Zhizhou took the water, but didn't drink it: "You and Chu Cheng got into a fight? Why did you go to heaven? What did you bring me here for..."

Fu Ziqiu ignored him: "Drink your saliva, you don't have a dry throat, there are so many problems."

Gu Zhizhou paused, lowered his head and took a sip of water, looked at the swaying liquid, then looked at Fu Ziqiu: "Are your eyes okay?"

"En." Fu Ziqiu nodded, and took out two cushions from the cabinet: "You have an injury on your back, lean on this."

He put the cushion behind Gu Zhizhou's back, supported his shoulders and pushed him down.

Gu Zhizhou was a little uncomfortable. It was too embarrassing when we separated last time, and just now I heard Fu Ziqiu's sweetheart sternly complained about him, and felt that the cushion behind him seemed to have barbs, and it was uncomfortable no matter how he leaned on it.

"Take it away, I'm not used to relying on this."

Fu Ziqiu was also very talkative: "Then you lie back."

"I..." Gu Zhizhou suddenly lost his voice.

Fu Ziqiu put his cold hand on his forehead: "Huh? What are you?"

Gu Zhizhou backed away: "It's nothing, I'll lean on it."

"It's still a little hot." Fu Ziqiu withdrew his hand: "I fell asleep after drinking half of the medicine yesterday, otherwise it should be better by now."

Gu Zhizhou's eyes flickered, he didn't know where to look, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Fu Ziqiu lifted the quilt up and turned to light the stove: "Don't take Jiu Ge's words to heart."

Fires were lit from the fireplace, which gilded the delicate copper walls.

The candle was about to burn to the end, Fu Ziqiu fiddled with the candlestick again: "You are not my trouble, and no one will drive you away."

Gu Zhizhou grabbed the quilt tightly, so hard that his back was numb with pain.He turned his face to the bed, and said bluntly: "I can go by myself, and it's not anyone's turn to chase me away."

Fu Ziqiu could hear the stubbornness in his voice, he was afraid of being underestimated by others, but he was sad and sad.

He lit a candle, returned to the bed and sat down, and asked softly, "It's dark and cold here, are you not used to it?"

Gu Zhizhou didn't keep up with Fu Ziqiu's thinking, and said, "Let's work together."

Fu Ziqiu understood him a lot, so it was okay or good to make a living.

"Are you hungry? I've slept all day. I'll get you some medicine and something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Gu Zhizhou didn't have the heart to wait and wait, he only thought about what would happen after he fainted, and how the two sides would fight.

But Fu Ziqiu seemed to be determined: "Eat first, let's talk about irrelevant things later."

How did this become irrelevant?

It's a mess everywhere now, not to mention the endless frame-ups on him, the bone of the emperor, the tears of the crouching dragon, which one doesn't matter?

Gu Zhizhou didn't ask, just sat and waited for someone to come back, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were fixed on the door, like a watchdog.

After a while, Fu Ziqiu came back with a tray.

"I asked the ghost doctor, it's better to eat something light these days." Fu Ziqiu brought the porridge first: "Drink the porridge first, it's not good to take medicine on an empty stomach."

The porridge just served was steaming, Fu Ziqiu took a spoonful and handed it to Gu Zhizhou's mouth.

Gu Zhizhou's scalp was numb, and he reached out to take the bowl: "I'll drink it myself."

Fu Ziqiu avoided him: "I'll feed you."

"You don't need to feed me, my hand is not broken."

"I want to take care of you." Fu Ziqiu said, looking at the hazy person on the opposite side through the steaming heat: "Zhizhou, let me take care of you."

"you……"

Gu Zhizhou was completely speechless, and was taken advantage of in a daze.Fu Ziqiu stuffed a spoonful of porridge in. It was hot and warm, flowing down the bitter mouth, flowing through the dry throat, and simmering the entire chest cavity in all directions.

The hot air surged upwards, making Xun's eyes moist.

There was no sign at all, when the tears hit the back of his hand, Gu Zhizhou was still in a daze, it just flowed down so naturally, like desert grass growing, so strange.

This was the first time Fu Ziqiu saw Gu Zhizhou cry with his own eyes. He didn't choke up, didn't tremble, and the tears fell so peacefully.

He put down the bowl and touched the remaining tears on the man's face: "Why are you crying?" He stroked his cheek lightly, twirling the fine drops of water with his fingertips: "I've never seen you cry before."

Gu Zhizhou finally came back to his senses, shrank back and rubbed his face.

Damn, why are you crying?How to explain this time!

Fu Ziqiu leaned forward and hugged him gently.

Gu Zhizhou left the cushion, and immediately fell into a cool embrace.

"I'm sorry." Fu Ziqiu pinched the back of his neck and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry I couldn't be by your side."

It's over, there's no way to explain it.

Gu Zhizhou's eyes became hot, and another stream of tears fell down his chin, wet Fu Ziqiu's shoulders.

He quickly lowered his head and pressed his eyes hard.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Gu Zhizhou randomly grabbed a piece of cloth in his palm.

"I'm sorry, Zhizhou." Fu Ziqiu kissed the side of Gu Zhizhou's neck: "You have suffered."

He pushed away Gu Zhizhou's hand holding the quilt, and pressed it hard on his heart.

"Bang bang", the rhythm that makes the soul vibrate.

"Zhizhou, I feel so bad."

In fact, when no one cares, a person is used to being rough and rough. After a long time, his skin and flesh are hardened, as if he is invulnerable.But suddenly for a moment, someone tells you earnestly in your ear, "Let me take care of you", "I love you so much".It seemed that the so-called sadness that could be ignored instantly hit my heart.

It wasn't until then that I realized that even the toughest people would occasionally feel wronged. I was not as strong as I imagined, and crying was not so difficult.

Suddenly, a broken sob rushed out of his throat, and then it was out of control.Gu Zhizhou had never shed a few tears in his life, as if he was planning to cry all at once.

He clenched the thin layer of cloth in his palm, trembling all over.The heaviness that had weighed on his heart for 100 years floated out of his body little by little, and as he gradually magnified his crying, it finally turned into a feather.

Fu Ziqiu held Gu Zhizhou in his arms, not daring to touch his back or use force.He kept saying "I'm sorry" and shouted "Zhizhou".The weeping needles in his ear were like needles, which made him uncomfortable, but he was very grateful, implying a bit of secret joy.

Gu Zhizhou has been suppressed for too long, and himself is the only object he can vent.

Those who are embarrassed, unbearable, weak, cowardly, known or unknown, all Gu Zhizhou belongs to him.

Gu Zhizhou cried until he collapsed, sweating all over his body.Leaning on Fu Ziqiu's shoulder, trembling from time to time, looking so pitiful.

Fu Ziqiu took pity on him, brushed away the hair sticking to his face, wiped away the tears, and coaxed: "Stop crying, your clothes are all wet."

Gu Zhizhou calmed down quite a bit, his shame returned, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Fortunately, Fu Ziqiu didn't hold on to it, and just held the porridge bowl in this posture, holding the spoon to his lips: "Eat something, don't you have the strength?"

Gu Zhizhou didn't refuse any more, and accepted it obediently.

Fu Ziqiu fed most of the bowl, and the rare and honest person finally started to make a fuss. Gu Zhizhou frowned and hid between his neck: "There is no taste at all, how can you eat..."

"Take another bite." Fu Ziqiu said, "One last bite, and I'll get you some snacks after eating."

It's not a three-year-old child, what kind of snacks do you eat.Gu Zhizhou complained in his heart, but still opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Fu Ziqiu smiled: "The taste is still so strong, you know, many people say that you eat too much chili, that's why you have such a bad temper."

"Tch." Gu Zhizhou walked away from Fu Ziqiu's shoulder, and sat up straight with difficulty.He kept a posture for too long, and even a little movement would hurt his bones. His face darkened, and he couldn't help cursing: "Chu Cheng, this reckless man, is simply taking this opportunity to take revenge on me."

Fu Ziqiu comforted: "Fortunately, no bone was hurt." He brought another bowl of medicine: "Drink it in one go."

Taking medicine is easier than eating, Gu Zhizhou held the bowl and drank cleanly.Fu Ziqiu threw a clean shirt at the right time: "Change your clothes and take a bath after you get better, lest you catch a cold."

Now that he knew it, Gu Zhizhou didn't hide it anymore, he took off his sweaty clothes, exposing the tragic scars, and put on clean ones with difficulty, his arms trembling when he buttoned them.

Fu Ziqiu found a piece of sugar cake from nowhere, and stuffed it into Gu Zhizhou's mouth, it was sweet and greasy.

Gu Zhizhou didn't like sweets very much, his left cheek was propped up, and he frowned: "It's too sweet."

Fu Ziqiu smiled and screwed on the jade buckles one by one for him: "You know, eating more sweets will improve your luck."

The two people are similar in stature, and they have worn each other's clothes in the past.Sometimes they sleep together, take off their clothes and throw them around, and next time they wash and grab one and wear it, and I don't think it's a big deal.

But when Fu Ziqiu approached, Gu Zhizhou felt uncomfortable again, he completely forgot who he was in his arms just now and cried until he collapsed.He lowered his eyes stiffly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red after crying. People who seldom cry can't help such tossing, and their eyelids are slightly swollen.

"Unreasonable." Gu Zhizhou whispered.

"Believe it or not, the personal test is effective."

Fu Ziqiu turned down the collar that was turned up, smoothed it out, and rubbed the back of his hand against the skin on the side of Gu Zhizhou's neck, causing tremors there.Like thunder, he suddenly retracted his hand.

"Sorry, my hands are cold. Is it cold?"

"Fortunately, it's quite warm in the room." Having said that, his body trembled uncooperatively, and he coughed right after.

Gu Zhizhou covered his mouth, his face turned slightly pale, his shoulders shrugged, and his brows furrowed tightly from the wound on his back.

Fu Ziqiu was frightened, and pulled off the cushion behind him to help Gu Zhizhou lie down, a spiritual flow circulated in his body, forcing out the ghostly gauze from his body.

Gu Zhizhou was already sluggish, but now he was even more powerless, lying on the bed lazily, as if he was so weak when he was young.

Fu Ziqiu touched his face, and said distressedly: "Sleep again, and it won't be uncomfortable when you wake up."

Gu Zhizhou turned his body half sideways, raised his eyes to look at Fu Ziqiu, but his eyes were loose, lingering on the bright red marks on his neck, that was the only heat on Fu Ziqiu's body, the source of his life.

"Fu Ziqiu." Gu Zhizhou called softly.

"Ok?"

"I'm here, it's hard for you."

Fu Ziqiu curled up his fingers quickly, then let go quickly, touched Gu Zhizhou's small earlobe, and twisted it: "How could it be?" He reassured Gu Zhizhou: "I forgot to tell you, the Emperor of Heaven has ordered me to take good care of you. You are staying here right now, and no one will say anything."

Gu Zhizhou smiled shallowly: "Chu Cheng believes that I let Lian Sheng go, and he will not let it go. There are too many people in the heavens who dislike me. They don't want the truth, as long as they can punish me. What do you think, How long will the Heavenly Emperor protect me?"

"The Emperor of Heaven can't protect you, and me."

"What are you going to protect me with?" Gu Zhizhou asked, "Asura Dao's one hundred thousand ghost soldiers, those 24 Shangya generals, or yourself?"

Fu Ziqiu inserted his fingers into his hair along the pinna, and looked seriously into Gu Zhizhou's eyes: "I, my general, my soldier, what is mine is yours."

What's mine is yours.

Once upon a time, Lang Lang teenagers stood shoulder to shoulder on the top of mountains and rivers, overlooking all living beings, laughing about their ideals and ambitions.

"Aqiu." At that time, Gu Zhizhou said: "The world is vast, and all things are but a drop in the ocean. Fortunately, in this life, you share the difficulties, advance and retreat together, and share the ups and downs. You are one of them. .For the rest of my life, what is mine is yours. We will be brothers for life regardless of each other."

Gu Zhizhou was shocked by the unabashed affection, and was moved by this sincere and heartfelt words, but after a thousand sails have passed, can they go back to the past?

Fu Ziqiu leaned down slowly, with his forehead against his forehead and the tip of his nose rubbing against his nose.The light and cold fragrance wrapped Gu Zhizhou, pulling him into an intoxicating dream.

"Zhizhou, did you hear that?" Fu Ziqiu said, "What's mine is yours."

"No matter how hard the future is, don't be afraid, look back at me, I will always be here waiting for you."

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Fu Ziqiu tucked up the quilt for Gu Zhizhou, and kissed him on the forehead when he got up.

Looking at the sleeping person, the heart that had been silent for a hundred years warmed up.He has never been so close to a heart, fresh and powerful, as if every beat is for himself.

Fu Ziqiu knew that he was dazed again, but he couldn't help it. He had liked Gu Zhizhou for more than 100 years. If he had a demon, then his demon probably looked like Gu Zhizhou.In the past, she didn't dare to hope that Gu Zhizhou would like him and respond to him, she just asked Gu Zhizhou not to avoid him, but failed.

The tit-for-tat confrontation at the beginning of the reunion was just to make himself look like he didn't care that much, but he also failed later. Regarding Gu Zhizhou, he has never been able to remain indifferent.

Fu Ziqiu smiled helplessly.

The first thing to do now is to clean up the mess, so that he can have a lot of time to cure Gu Zhizhou's stubbornness.

People who have died once see it very openly. In the past, they lived day by day and lived like years.But now, Fu Ziqiu has something to ask for, something to wish for, and he cherishes his life very much.

Fu Ziqiu put the bowl away, put it on the tray and was about to take it out. Just as he stood up, a faint golden light suddenly appeared in his sight.Looking in the direction, he was shocked to find that the glowing place was under Gu Zhizhou's neck.

His eyes froze, he put down the things in his hands, and untied Gu Zhizhou's neckline without thinking.

Two white jade-like buttons were undone, and a soft light was shining between the well-defined collarbones.It looks like gold through the clothes, and the color is warmer after taking off the clothes. The crescent shape is also a bit like a small fan, and there are even fine sequins on the surface.

Fu Ziqiu couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch the flesh, his fingertips were filled with warm light, neither hot nor cold, it was Gu Zhizhou's original body temperature.

This is……

The pupils suddenly contracted violently, Fu Ziqiu withdrew his hand as if being stabbed, he stood up abruptly, the ghost swelled uncontrollably, spread to both sides of the cheeks in an instant, bloody acacia appeared on the forehead without any sign.Fu Ziqiu was so hot that he couldn't bear it.

He walked to the outside room, covered his forehead with one hand, and supported the table with the other, panting for breath.

Closing his eyes, he could clearly see the surging lake of fire in the dark, the magma that imprisoned the evil spirits was churning crazily, and the waves were thrown high, hitting the opposite stone wall, making a "hissing" sound.

In a trance, he saw a blue bird spread its wings, swoop down from a high place, and submerge directly into the hot magma.The fire consumed its feathers and scorched its flesh, but it did not die.

Beautiful feathers grew new, and charred flesh returned to normal.

It rose and fell in the tumbling waves, its body was burned countless times, and finally it took out a golden scale from the flames.

"Well……"

Painful groans overflowed from the seam of his lips, and Fu Ziqiu felt that the fire seemed to hit him, and he could hardly bear the heat, and it took him a long time to realize that it was his ghostly gauze that was heating up.

Fu Ziqiu had to use his whole body's spiritual power to suppress the sudden restlessness, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered that it was not the first time he had seen the crescent-shaped thing on Gu Zhizhou's body.

Not long ago, he also saw a crescent-shaped golden light in the Demon Realm's Rebirth Terrace.

At that time, Fu Ziqiu still felt that the thing looked like fish scales, but before he could see clearly, he was interrupted by Yan Niang.

What is... what?

Suddenly, the magma in sight surged faster and faster, forming a huge vortex in the water, and boundless black air floated out from it, rising layer by layer like a brick wall.

Fu Ziqiu was shocked and disappeared in place.