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Life in Lijia Village was lacklustre, Ye Ye's movements were hindered, the farthest place he could go every day was the door of the house, and the only people he could see were Zhou Zhouyi and the few villagers who delivered meals.

Everyone in the village seemed to know Zhou Zhouyi, and the people who came to deliver the food were different every day. Except for the woman who locked herself, there were many strange faces.Today is the sister-in-law of the Dong family and tomorrow is the mother-in-law of the Xi family, and there is a little girl about ten years old who blushes every time she delivers meals and calls her brother Zhou Zhouyixian.

Ye Ye once stood at the door of the room and took a look. The little girl hadn't grown up yet, but she was already young. Although she was a little dusty because of the living environment, she could see that she had carefully tidied up every time she met. Still hanging on the water.

Presumably, it was because Zhou Zhouyi's harmless and beautiful appearance was too deceptive, which attracted the heart of the little girl who knew nothing about the world.

The little girl also saw Ye Ye, and Ye Ye even deliberately exposed the chains on her ankles to try to gain sympathy, but the other party frowned as soon as she saw him, as if he was some kind of big monster.

It was only later that I found out that the reason why he was so openly tied up in the room and left alone was because he was really a monster in Zhou Zhouyi's mouth.

But Ye Ye didn't know it at that time.

He was bored, the wounds on his body began to scab again, and the pain was itchy, so he began to think about finding something to divert his attention, and by the way, he officially put Paozi on the agenda.

Lijia Village can be regarded as a paradise, self-sufficient and isolated from the outside world. The things that are common in ordinary villages and towns are either not available, or Ye Ye can't see them. After two rounds of thinking, they can only choose the simple version of backgammon.

There was no chess board, so Ye Ye sat on the threshold with a sharp stone to draw a nine-square grid, and then forced Zhou Zhouyi to play together.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Zhouyi had never heard of backgammon since he was sent to the mountain gate to learn spells when he was still young. When he was called here for the first time to look at the crooked nine-square grid on the pitted stone floor, he laughed.

Ye Ye briefly explained the rules, and gave Zhou Zhouyi another sharp stone.

There was nothing left and right, so Zhou Zhouyi took it, sat on the threshold like him, lowered his head to touch the corner of the stone that was obviously sharpened, turned his head and smiled, "How did you grind it?"

Ye Ye took the stone and drew a circle on the grid in the middle. Hearing this, he just kicked the chain at his feet: "Use this."

The chain was made of black iron, and it couldn't be cut with a knife or an axe, not to mention just grinding it with stones. Zhou Zhouyi glanced at it and looked back at the nine grids on the ground, thinking about what Ye Ye said earlier. He asked, "Will I go next?"

"Yes, you can draw a pattern different from mine." Ye Ye nodded.

Zhou Zhouyi thought for a while, and drew a simple flower on the round edge in the middle. The flower heart is small and the petals are bulging. It looks cute.

Ye Ye was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, and resolutely added two strokes to his circle, changing it into a big-faced cat before taking the next step.

The two just spent a lot of time drawing the images of the chess pieces while playing chess. The chessboard got bigger and bigger. Except that Zhou Zhouyi didn't fully understand the rules and lost two games at the beginning, it was you and me who won each other. After all the calculations, it was almost a tie, and the stone field at the door had been painted beyond recognition.

Zhou Zhouyi found the fun in it. In the following days, besides boiling medicine and eating, he would play chess together every now and then, but because Ye Ye's range of action was limited, the place to draw the chessboard could only be moved from the door to the room. Ye Ye Every night before going to bed, I would see a small white grid on the ground under the moonlight.

Sometimes, if the people who came to deliver the meals entered the courtyard ahead of time, they would be able to see their Master Zhou and the big monster of unknown origin squatting on the ground with stones and ruining the floor, with white crumbs everywhere.

The villagers didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't dare to ask.

A few more days passed like this, and the relationship between the two seemed to be getting better, but nothing changed. Ye Ye was still dragging a big chain, and he still had a bowl of unpalatable traditional Chinese medicine of unknown origin every day, and there was still no candied haws. Zhou Yi still had nothing to do with stabbing Cheng Shuo at Ye Ye.

He had seen the passionate admiration in the eyes of the young man under the bright lights, and he had seen the senior brother sitting withered all night after returning to the sky gate. The tragic ending.

He often wraps his malice in greasy honey and hides it behind a sweet smile. Even though his malice is clearly revealed, every time he mentions Cheng Shuo to Ye Ye on the surface, he always pretends to be unintentional. Innocent look.

But once the two of them sat facing each other after a game of chess, Zhou Zhouyi seemed to inadvertently mention Cheng Shuo again, the young man held a stone and looked sideways at him, and instead of avoiding his gaze, he looked at him seriously for a while. Fan, came to a conclusion: "You really don't like him."

Zhou Zhouyi paused, still with a bit of a smile on his face, and said: "Young Master Ye is joking, senior brother has a celestial appearance, who wouldn't like him?"

Ye Ye replied: "You."

His tone was slightly elongated, with a strange smile on his face, as if he had discovered some secret.

Zhou Zhouyi never concealed his distaste in front of Ye Ye, but he also disliked being teased so bluntly in front of Ye Ye, and he didn't like Ye Ye's tone. The easy-to-sharpen stones shot out.

Ye Ye could see clearly, but his body was too slow to dodge, the side of his face was hot, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, only to find that the skin was cut and seeped blood.

Alas, a child of this age is still a pervert, and his mood is like fog, wind, and rain.

It was also from that time on, Ye Ye never avoided looking away when he heard Cheng Shuo's topic, Zhou Zhouyi lost some fun and was somewhat unhappy, and he didn't bother to play backgammon, only a bowl of soup every day, rain or shine.

Ye Ye never refused anyone who came, and he never asked what the decoction was for. He pinched his nose and dried it, and then wrinkled his face in pain.

Zhou Zhouyi was happy to see his uncomfortable expression, and often sat in front of the stool with a smile on his face. Ye Yehui could smile at him with malicious intentions as soon as he finished drinking, and the medicine became worse every time.

Ye Ye suspected that he was deliberately retaliating.

Zhou Zhouyi took the bowl and was not in a hurry to leave. Ye Ye managed to swallow some bitterness in his mouth. Seeing that he was still sitting there, he asked, "How about a chat?"

Zhou Zhouyi tilted his head and smiled, "What does Mr. Ye want to talk about?"

Ye Ye seemed to really think about it seriously: "Speaking of which, I actually don't know you yet."

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows.

"You always talk about Cheng Shuo's past." Ye Ye laughed, "Why don't you talk about yourself?"

Zhou Zhouyi didn't expect the other party to ask this question, paused for a while, then continued with a smile: "In terms of knowledge and cultivation, I am not as good as my senior brother, and I have never made any achievements. There’s really nothing to say, and it’s meaningless to say it.”

When he said this, he raised his eyes, and said slowly: "Besides, Mr. Ye should be the one who knows how pleasing Senior Brother Cheng is?"

He was used to stabbing the other person in the heart, but he didn't expect the other party to reply with a smile after listening: "Actually, I don't remember clearly."

Zhou Zhouyi was taken aback.

In the first moment, without hesitation, Zhou Zhouyi thought it was a lie. He had clearly seen the young man under the moon without hesitation blocking the sword for his senior brother that day, and he had also seen the thick love that was full of love, almost from The boy's eyes welled up.

He has always been keen and has a delicate perception, so he can see where his brother's heart is when he doesn't know it, and then let him smash this love with his own hands.

It is also possible to realize so clearly that the other party really "doesn't remember clearly" at the second moment when the boy said that sentence.

Zhou Zhouyi looked at him, both surprised and absurd.

He has never experienced similar emotions, but he has also heard and watched other people's stories.At that time, they were thirteen or fourteen years old, and their love had just begun. The junior brother of the same sect fell in love with a girl from another immortal sect. He tried his best to be good-looking, and finally got the beauty to please him. After two months of rejoicing, the two fell in love with each other for various reasons. broke up.

He watched the whole process from the sidelines, seeing him tossing and turning, seeing him ecstatic, seeing his face full of peach blossoms, and seeing him depressed.

It was just a gloomy light and shadow in his youth, but his junior had been sad for a whole year, he would always be confused when he saw everyone, and occasionally when he woke up in the middle of the night, he could still see him crying on the bed.

It's not that he never thought that the former young master of the Demon Cult would let Cheng Shuo go, but he thought that the process would be a bloody cut of a piece of flesh, but he didn't expect that in the end, it was as if a piece of dust was lightly brushed off.

Zhou Zhouyi couldn't help feeling suspicious of himself, he glanced at Ye Ye again, and asked bluntly, "Does Mr. Ye like my senior brother?"

Ye Ye didn't shy away from it, and answered every question: "I really liked it."

Unexpectedly, the host suddenly confessed to the system: [? 】

Zhou Zhouyi looked at him strangely for a while as if he had discovered something novel, then slowly smiled and said: "I thought my senior brother was cruel, Mr. Ye is pitiful...but now I find that pitiful It seems to be him."

Ye Ye smiled, noncommittal.

Before he died, Ye Ye never denied that he was a scumbag.

It is easy for him to get into a relationship, wrapping his sweetheart with abundant and passionate love. When the boys look at him, you can only see the wholehearted sincerity in those ostentatious, bright eyes.

But equally, he is also prone to falling out of a relationship, and when he confesses to the boys in the first place that he likes someone else and seeks advice—most of which is a breakup—he will also quickly leave their lives and become a A qualified, dead ex.

After traveling through so many worlds, it was the first time for Ye Ye to let go of the illusion of single-mindedness in front of the target.

Ye Ye didn't really care about exposing his old background, not to mention, he didn't tell the truth.

Ye Ye didn't "remember too much", he remembered everything about Cheng Shuo.

His memory is surprisingly good at this kind of memory of his ex-boyfriend.

Zhou Zhouyi came back to his senses completely, looked at Ye Ye with regret and excitement at the same time, looked him up and down before saying: "Young master Ye is really much more interesting than I thought—it really makes people curious. , What was it like when I faced my senior brother?"

It was a midsummer night at this time, the door was wide open, and the candlesticks on the round table were shining with light. The two of them were sitting opposite each other. The sparkling eyes seem to contain spring water, which can drown people.

The boy said, "Do you want to try?"

His voice suddenly became very soft, mixed with the evening wind, fluttering and falling to the ground, Zhou Zhouyi heard it in his ears, and felt as if cotton wool had been gently scratched.

The author has something to say: Zhou Zhouyi: Just try it.

Cheng Shuo: It's your turn to finish the ball (applause

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