Jiang Chao Ge and the Spirit Weapon

Yinchuan supported his left hand with his left hand and his right hand at his desk. He was resting with his eyes closed. His slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids. The window edge was blown by the evening wind and the paper rustled. A layer of orange shadow, he is like a perfect statue, even the surrounding air is frozen for him.

The door was gently pushed open, and Yin Chuan opened his eyes with the small friction sound of the hinges. He looked at the door, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his voice was soft, with a hint of reproach: "Why are you here again? ?”

The person at the door came out from the shadows. He had Yunxi's face, but from the expression on his brows to the emotion in his eyes, it was not Yunxi at all, but Di Jiang, the ancient great witch who lived in Yunxi's body.He walked to the front of the piano case and looked directly at Yinchuan: "Why can't I come."

Yinchuan lowered his head, there was a dull pain in his eyes, but he didn't want to share it with others: "Dijiang, I said, don't look at me like a cloud again."

"You said, I want to listen to you?" Di Jiang's voice has obvious ups and downs, "It's always like this between you and me, I take a step forward, you take a step back, so I have to keep going forward for many steps , to walk with you reluctantly. Now that I don’t even have my own body, you don’t want me to meet you in the form of a cloud, what do you want me to show you?”

Yinchuan clenched his fists under his sleeves: "Dijiang, you are not Yunxi, and Yunxi is not you, how do you want me to face you?"

Di Jiang squatted in front of Yinchuan, staring quietly into his eyes: "Don't we look exactly the same? He is asleep now, so I came out to see you, and I can promise you that I will not take his body. When he is awake, he is himself, so why can't I even come out when he is asleep?"

Yin Chuan looked up at him: "You use his body to see me at night, what do you want from me? Even if you look exactly the same, after all he is him and you are you, you can't use his body to meet me..."

Di Jiang approached him, his eyes were burning like a torch: "How about you? Do you dare to say that you never want to? Yinchuan, we also had a very long good time. Although you are weak by nature and don't know how to taste, you always want me to come in again and again." Jin, the value is that you are devoted to me. I thought that even if you don't know human love, I have been with you for thousands of years, and it is always special to you. I didn't expect that you can be lenient to everyone, but to me. , extremely cruel!"

Yin Chuan grabbed Di Jiang's wrist and growled, "What do you know!"

Di Jiang threw him to the ground with all his strength: "I don't know anything! In your eyes, I'm just a presumptuous and unethical beast, but I like you. Since the first time I heard your piano, From the moment I saw you, I liked you!" He possessed himself and blocked Yinchuan's lips forcefully, maybe it shouldn't be called a kiss, but a kind of biting to vent his anger.

Yin Chuan wanted to push him away, but when he grabbed the slightly thin shoulder, he fastened it like a demon. He turned over and pressed Di Jiang under him, turned against the guest, and used a brutality that did not match his appearance. Kissing and biting the soft lips, even Di Jiang's eyes flashed with surprise.

This kiss contained a kind of suffocating despair, as if it could swallow a person's flesh and blood into the boundless darkness. , the more painful it is.

Di Jiang suddenly and violently pushed Yinchuan away.

Yin Chuan gasped and looked at him, his ice-blue eyes that were always as calm as mountains and lakes were completely confused at this moment, with a circle of red around them, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Di Jiang, for thousands of years, I have never stopped thinking about you, but this is Yun Xi's body, I can't... ".

Di Jiang tremblingly said: "But I don't care."

"I care." Yin Chuan closed his eyes, and slowly straightened up, "I can't treat Yun Xi like that, and I can't... I can't treat you like that."

"What on earth do you mean?"

"You are my female beast, forever, the only female beast." Yin Chuan stretched out his hand, gently stroking Di Jiang's face, his eyes were gentle and sad, "Even if you only have a lonely soul left, I will not betray you."

Dijiang's eye circles became hot, and tears immediately slid down. He threw himself into Yinchuan's arms, choked up and said, "You prudish bastard, why haven't you changed for so many years?"

Yin Chuan caressed his back, sighed lowly, tightened his arms, and hugged Di Jiang more forcefully. This warm body made him feel like he had returned to ten thousand years ago, when he and Di Jiang were both in Fenghua Zhengmao, looking down on the world, they all think that life is like a long river, and life is endless. A piece of music has been played for hundreds of years, and time slips quietly through the fingertips. It is not a pity at all.Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, their faces would change beyond recognition, and now they hug each other again, one is a beast soul, the other is a lonely soul, how cruel.

Di Jiang buried his face in Yinchuan's soft white hair, and rubbed gently: "Then how about I accompany you like this, I come to accompany you every night, we play the piano, talk music, read books and compose poems, just like before , even if I don’t have my own body, as long as I can see you again, I will be content.”

Yin Chuan sighed, "Are you going to accompany me for a thousand years like this?"

"Yes, I am willing to stay like this until the end of the world."

There was heartbreaking sadness in Yinchuan's eyes. He hugged Dijiang, but he didn't have any real sense of ownership. He felt guilty for Yunxi, but his thoughts about Dijiang were already a vast ocean, which might break through his reason at any time On the embankment, morality and friendship have been tormenting Emperor Jiangsu non-stop since the day he woke up.He desperately wanted to hug him tighter, but he felt powerless.

Di Jiang closed his eyes, and suddenly hummed a familiar tune. Yinchuan's heart trembled slightly. It was a song he and Di Jiang composed together. There will be no day when we will see the light of day again.

Di Jiang was humming, wrapping his fingers around Yin Chuan's white hair, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yinchuan listened intently, his heart gradually calmed down, all the struggles and conflicts became continuous thoughts, kneaded into the tune, and gradually assimilated.

Yin Chuan couldn't help stretching out his hand, lightly brushing the strings with his fingertips, a string of clear rhythms leaked out, filling the room with vibrancy.

Di Jiang opened his eyes and smiled at him: "You still remember."

"How could I forget?"

Di Jiang sat upright, and carefully placed his hands on the qin: "This is the best qin I have ever made in my life, because it uses your horns."

Yin Chuan wrapped his long arms around his back, and his left hand landed on Di Jiang's hand. His slender fingers penetrated between Di Jiang's fingers, and lightly squeezed the strings: "It's a peerless piano." The voice was soft It is extremely magnetic, and it is the sound of nature that even the best musical instruments in the world cannot play.

Di Jiang twisted his fingers, and his fingertips slid across the strings like clouds and flowing water. The snow-white guqin with ice-blue patterns exuded a graceful and melodious rhythm. Maybe it was too long since he touched the piano. Jiang Jian frowned slightly, quite dissatisfied.

Yin Chuan smiled and said: "Come on, let's get acquainted together." He also put his right hand on Di Jiang's hand, and the two of them lightly intertwined their fingers and danced on the strings. A person's hand.

Di Jiang leaned against Yin Chuan's arms, with a smile in his eyes and a flushed face.

The wonderful sound of the zither seemed to bring Zhilan into a room, and the dim light was also full of a different style. In the eyes of the two of them, the picture of them enjoying the zither, tasting tea, talking and laughing at the top of Kunlun thousands of years ago appeared in the eyes of the two.

Yinchuan felt a slight soreness in his chest, whether it was sweet or painful, he put his lips against Dijiang's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "I never thought I would see you again."

The melody of the piano changed from high to low in an instant, the first second was full of moonlight and wind, the next second it was sad and tactful, and after a long time, Di Jiang said: "Me too."

Yin Chuan carefully kissed his hair with trembling lips: "This time, I think we can really die together."

Di Jiang choked up and said, "Yes, don't let me bury you again, this time we will sleep forever together."

Yinchuan smiled faintly: "This is enough for me."

Di Jiang didn't speak, but the soft sound of the piano also implied determination.

Things in the world cannot always be as expected. After the collapse of the distance, they can occasionally meet and accompany each other at night, play the piano, and chat a few words, which is enough for them...