[Comprehensive] White Moonlight's Fancy Whitewashing History

The night is thin and cool, and the clear light of moonlight penetrates into the room inside from the window sill.The room was very dark, and Jun Yumo walked in exhaustedly and lit the candles on the table. In order to prevent the candles from shaking due to the cold wind, he put a lampshade on the outside.

The warmth in the room made him feel as if he had passed away.

Obviously not long ago, he was still in the water prison.

There were too many things a while ago, the system thought about the function of the blackening value, but never had time to tell Jun Yumo.

Now that it is idle, it finds a chance: [Blackening value function... You have to be mentally prepared. ]

Jun Yumo was stunned: "The function that was newly opened last time?"

The system is sad: [You won't forget about this, will you? ]

At this moment, Jun Yumo is not in the mood to argue with it, but rather sullen: "I always feel... Dongfang..."

[Think what? ]

Jun Yumo came back to his senses, then covered his eyes, and laughed at his suspicion: "It's okay, it's probably my illusion."

What Jun Yumo actually wanted to say was that compared with the previous two Zhoumu, Dongfang felt a little bit wrong.

Jun Yumo sighed, but after so many days in the water prison, he never took a bath.He hurriedly asked the handyman to bring water, took a bath, and put on a blue coat with him.

Jun Yumo sat near the window, drinking tea with a heavy heart.The soft moonlight shines on his face. Although his appearance has not changed, the doubled charm makes his every move look extremely beautiful!

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a maid's voice gradually sounded: "Mr. Guanshi, are you asleep?"

It was so late, why did the maid come to him suddenly?

Jun Yumo replied: "No, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Liu Xuan lowered her head: "The leader is furious, and we dare not approach the embroidery room at this time. We are afraid that the leader will hurt himself, so please come with us."

Jun Yumo frowned, probably guessing that the day's affairs had come to an end, so he quickly got dressed and opened the door: "Let's go."

Liu Xuan looked up at Jun Yumo, and saw that his hair was still wet and his clothes were thin.After taking a bath, the dirt was washed away, but it seemed to look even better.A gentleman is like jade, although this piece of jade is not considered gentle, and when you look at it, it is faint, but the temperament is really unique.Especially in a place like the Sun Moon God Sect, it is very rare, and Liu Xuan couldn't help but think of a sentence - out of the mud but not stained.

She quickly lowered her head, frowned and thought, it's not that she hasn't looked at Jun Guanshi carefully a few days ago, but why did she feel that Jun Guanshi looks much better after only a few days in the water prison?

The two of them walked quickly in the dark night, Liu Xuan held the lamp in her hand, emitting a dim light in the darkness.

Soon, the two came to the embroidery room.

The embroidered room is next to Dongfang's room, which was decorated by Dongfang himself. Different from the surrounding darkness, the place is brightly lit and looks shining.

"Master, please see Jun Yumo."

Dongfang Bubai heard familiar footsteps when he approached, turned his head and said to the shadow guard: "You guys go down first, but this matter must be carefully watched."

"Yes!"

Dongfang Bubai opened the door after the shadow guard disappeared completely. He didn't intend to disturb Jun Yumo with these things, but the servant girl below took the initiative to call Jun Yumo here.

Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but take a few more glances at Jun Yumo by the light from the room.

No wonder the hall masters of the Chengde Hall looked a lot more today, Yu Mo... seemed to look a lot better again.

The facial features are very handsome, the body is like a jade tree, and the green clothes are a bit handsome.

Dongfang Bubai withdrew his mind, only to find that Jun Yumo's hair was still dripping, so he dragged him into the embroidery room: "...It's such a cold day, and I don't know how to cherish my body."

"With Dongfang here, why would you let me freeze?" Jun Yumo walked into the embroidery room with a smile. There was a charcoal fire inside, so it wasn't very cold, but Dongfang found an embroidery handkerchief and wiped it carefully with his hands. his hair.

Dongfang's fingers are extremely beautiful, slender and slender, with well-defined joints, and under the bright lights, they look like a beautiful work of art.He wiped his hair very carefully, for fear of hurting Jun Yumo, Jun Yumo couldn't help but chuckled.

His current line of sight, at most, could see the hem of Dongfang Bubai's clothes.He was still dressed in red, but it was exquisitely embroidered with a lotus pattern, which was exactly the same as the lotus he picked a few days ago.

"Have you thought of anything good?"

Jun Yumo hastily withdrew the corners of his lips that were raised quietly, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Before, the subordinates always wiped the hair of the leader."

Dongfeng Bubai didn't answer, and he didn't stop wiping his hair with his hands.

However, the coldness in his heart was like a maggot attached to the bone, which could never be dispelled.

The closer you get, the more you want to get his full attention.

This kind of feeling... He has never experienced it before, and he has never hugged Brother Lian before, but when facing Jun Yumo, this kind of feeling will be infinitely magnified.

— is possessive.

Dongfang Bubai's finger was very light, rubbing it, but Jun Yumo leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Dongfang Bubai withdrew his hand and looked at Jun Yumo's sleeping face.

He has listened more than once to his middle brother to praise Jun Yumo for his outstanding appearance.

This person is indeed good-looking, and he has also seen Jun Yumo's appearance in front of outsiders: polite, neither too close nor too distant.People who practice martial arts are more or less neglectful of scholars, but this is not the case when facing Jun Yumo.

It is cold but not icy, and has an excellent temperament.

Those people always praised him as pure as a jade pot, independent from the world.

Now it seems that this kind of praise is indeed worthy of Jun Yumo.

If the system knew Dongfang Bubai's thoughts, it would definitely tell him a more advanced word: This group of people are all fucking fans of Jun Yumo!

The charcoal fire in the embroidery room is prepared all year round, and it is also very warm here. Seeing him sleeping soundly, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but evoked a smile.

When you love him, everything about him becomes beautiful, everything he does becomes beautiful.

Dongfang Bubai's irritated mood suddenly dissipated without a trace. He saw the smile on the corner of Jun Yumo's mouth, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is there me in your dream at this moment?"

This time Jun Yumo slept until dusk the next day. The temperature in the embroidery room was just right, and he didn't sleep well in the water prison for several days. This place was like a place of peace of mind, allowing him to fall asleep quickly.

Only then did Jun Yumo remember that he had fallen asleep in front of Dongfang Bubai, and couldn't help but sit up straight.

And Dongfang Bubai beside him propped his hands on the table, and he hasn't woken up yet.This is the embroidery room, and there is only one small couch for resting, which was actually occupied by him.He had a sweet dream all night, but it seemed that Dongfang Bubai was not.

He also frowned tightly in his sleep, and suddenly woke up from the dream with a pale face.

"But it's stuck?"

Dongfang Bubai looked at him, a little helpless in his eyes, his rare fragility made Jun Yumo feel even more distressed.Until Jun Yumo put his hand on his shoulder, Dongfang Bubai's eyes were still blank.

"East?"

Dongfang Bubai slowly came back to his senses, with a bit of pain hidden in his eyes: "This seat has lost its composure."

His appearance made Jun Yumo even more worried.The Dongfang Bubai he knew would never become like this because of a small dream. Jun Yumo thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "What dream did Dongfang have? Can you tell me about it?"

Dongfang Bubai's voice was neither high nor low, with the hoarseness of just getting up, as beautiful as the echo of a cello: "It's just a dream."

Jun Yumo looked at him quietly, with gentle and doting eyes: "In exchange, I will also tell you about my dream yesterday."

Dongfang Bubai was rather interested, and looked at him lazily: "Oh?"

Jun Yumo said: "I dreamed about a person, and he relived his life three times for another person, and in these three lives, he will meet him."

Dongfang Bubai's eyes flickered: "Isn't this a nightmare? Why did you smile so sweetly yesterday?"

But Jun Yumo shook his head: "On the other hand, this might be a good thing."

There was a bit of bitterness in Dongfang Bubai's smile: "How can it be considered a good thing? Being trapped by one person for three lifetimes."

Jun Yumo said with a smile: "If you really like him, you won't get tired of him for many lifetimes."

I don't know why, it's just a simple discussion of a dream.Jun Yumo's words touched him fiercely, Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes, and finally said: "Okay, I will also tell you about yesterday's dream."

Jun Yumo nodded.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes gradually turned cold: "I also dreamed about a person who couldn't love him, and the dark emotions in his heart took the upper hand, and then severely hurt the person he loved."

Jun Yumo was slightly taken aback: "I can't ask for it?"

Dongfang Bubai's tone was somewhat desolate: "Then he was punished, and no matter whether he lived or died, he would never see that person again. For the two of them, is this a fate... or a catastrophe?"

Suddenly it began to rain outside, with a patter, and then a chill gradually rose.

Jun Yumo suddenly heard about this dream, and recalled the blackening value that the system had told him yesterday to draw his attention to.

Jun Yumo still doesn't understand anything about love and love, so she passed three weeks in a daze.He closed his eyes, maybe what the East said, this is one of their endings.

Jun Yumo said slowly: "It's a catastrophe, but he... is willing!"

The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask, not being able to let go [Note 1].

He had probably tasted one of them.

——I can't let go.

The author has something to say: Note 1, from "Poetry Collection of Cangyang Gyatso"

Although the process is a bit twists and turns, it's really not cruel, don't be afraid.Keep your eyes open~~ The tone of this article is not abusive.

After all, I have rehabilitated myself, and I will work hard to be a sweet writer.