This righteous way always wants to die

"No, Brother Xiaoji!" Shu Tu made a terrified voice.

"Stay in the mortal world!!"

Why is it?

It was supposed to be a night of candles in the bridal chamber.

In the Qianji Pavilion, whoever shook the lottery in his hand slightly, but refused to draw it out for a long time.

"Why don't you smoke?"

"Life is over, and death remains, how can I smoke?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

The man seemed to let out a chuckle, and changed the sign drawn from 'dead' to live.

Bu Ji closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

But soon, he opened his eyes again.

"Brother Xiaoji?!" Shu Tu choked with sobs and hugged him tightly.

Bu Ji hugged him back in the same way, but in his eyes, all the light of so-called 'life' had disappeared.

Shu Tu hurriedly checked.

Three souls and only one soul left...

Why?Why? !Why did you leave Shu Tu alone...

"I'm here." Bu Ji spoke.

But what he said was so awkward.

People are like machines, and they no longer know the so-called flexibility.

"Are you... not dead?" Duan Fanchen's expressionless face was just a normal question.

But Bu Ji didn't look at him from the beginning to the end.

This is the divination machine left by Bu Ji to Shu Tu alone, only Shu Tu's divination machine.

The contract is tolerant, but also so cruel.

The couple's fight broke off all ties between Duan Fanchen and Bu Ji.

"Duan Fanchen! Brother Xiaoji chose to forgive you! But Shu will never forgive you!" Shu Tu took Bu Ji's hand.

Even if you become such a walking dead, as long as you are still by my side, Shu will definitely protect you, just like you protected me back then.

As if in response to him, Bu Ji, who was already one step away from the vegetative state, hugged him.

As if she didn't like his cruel words, she kissed his lips like this.

From then on, Bu Ji and Duan Fanchen had no connection at all.

Mo Lian in Duan Fanchen's hand became bigger and flew up, but he couldn't attack the two of them.

Thunderstorms rose from the ground, protecting the two of them.

Like an electric flower bud, it is beautiful and extremely dangerous.

"Brother Xiaoji, let's go." Shu Tu gently squeezed Bu Ji's hand, even though he couldn't feel the other party's feelings, even if the actions just now seemed to be just a set feeling.

He doesn't care anymore.

As long as you are with me.

"Divination!!!" Duan Fanchen let out a hopeless roar.

Duan Fanchen, who woke up from the silence of the demons, once again found himself powerless.

Even if I wanted to say sorry, I couldn't.

"...Alas... why bother." Ling Che, who was watching from a distance, let out a sigh.

Bu Ji has been looking forward to his own death since he was born.

Because everyone is looking forward to it.

His father.

his mother.

his master.

as well as……

His companion.

Only Shu Tu has always been looking forward to his smile, looking forward to his being alive and walking side by side with him.

Such a beautiful world is an extravagant hope that Bu Ji can't even dream of.

He fulfilled Duan Fanchen's 'wish'.

Because Duan Fanchen 'loves' him, just like his father 'loves' him.

So he will fulfill their 'wish'.

The ink-colored lotus made a creaking sound, as if it could not be struck by lightning.

Shu Tu gradually went away like this, leaving Duan Fanchen helpless.

It's not that you can't fight, but you can't.

He regretted it.

Duan Fanchen regretted it for the first time.

Compared to giving up your ideals, compared to giving up resisting your parents.

He had never regretted it so much.

The regretful heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all in pain, but it is irreparable.

Tears can not fall a drop.

"Ah!" Duan Fanchen crushed his left hand.

Ling Che was slightly startled: "Why bother!"

"...No, I can't calm down." Duan Fanchen, who was sweating coldly, showed a smile.

A gentle smile that was enough to make Ling Che shudder.

"You already knew that he wanted to die, didn't you?" Duan Fanchen watched as Ling Che bandaged his hands.

"...How many people can't notice such an obvious thing." Ling Che said with a poisonous tongue.

Duan Fanchen didn't answer.

The author has something to say:

==emmm I really want to be named, I choose to die!But let’s forget about such a serious moment~~ Well, I am good at BE but not good at HE, and I am not good at delivering sugar, just like the divination machine I described, but I am good at being cold-hearted and indifferent.

Bu Ji is almost dead, and now he is the same as the walking dead, just like a moving vegetable.Although Duan Fanchen likes divination, it is just a kind of admiration. It is better to say that fans like idols, that kind of perspective wrapped in brilliance, I think it is wrong.So you can't stand without breaking!By the way, Bu Ji's father was brought out. Bu Ji's father is an important but anonymous figure throughout the story.