I have a deep love for Zhenjun

2.

Jing Shu thought to herself, this person in front of her is really boring.

Since becoming the master of Linlang Tianque, this person no longer wants to bother to put on a show, and simply puts on a mask. He rarely even smiles perfunctorily, and in the past ten years, it has been even worse.

Although she can't understand Mr. Cui Wei, every time she sees him, she always mocks him as a hypocrite who is duplicity.She pretends to be very affectionate, but hidden under the surface are countless twists and turns of treacherous thoughts.

It is not enough to calculate others, but also to calculate yourself.Be ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to yourself.

...It's just that even so, at least at that time, he still seemed to exist alive.

Jing Shu frowned, flicked her sleeves and turned into thousands of fireflies and left.

Linggui has always been a little afraid of this moody, flip-flopping Qiansang Diji.Now that Jingshu left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head that had been lowered all the time, tugged Cui Weijun's sleeve, and whispered: "Master, are you okay?"

Since the previous attendant Zhu Luo defected to Linlang Tianque, he took over the new post of attendant.Even today, counting with fingers, it has been thousands of years.

Although he didn't know much about the origin of this dried green bead, he generally understood that this was a past event that the master didn't want to mention.

Under the light of the candlelight, the sapphire mask glowed with a cold light, just like those gloomy phoenix eyes.

Linggui looked terrified, quickly let go of Yueju's hand, lowered her head again, thinking to herself, the master has really become more and more majestic in the past ten years, and just one look has already made him feel reassured. Cowardly, the two are at war.

The air seemed to freeze, Linggui held her breath, blinked and blinked uneasily, and finally heard a voice from above: "It's all right. Go back to your room."

3.

The sea of ​​dried mulberry flowers is very beautiful. Compared with the sea of ​​clouds on Linlang Tianque, which remains unchanged all year round, it is a bit more vivid and vivid.

Among them, there are often flowing fireflies, and the moving phosphorescence of the stars and stars, against the bright moonlight, has become the image often mentioned by the world's population, "the luxuriant tree gives birth to light, and the moon shines on the flower forest".

Linggui sat with her knees bent, her eyes followed the blue Liuying, sometimes up and sometimes down.

As a servant, you always have to take care of every aspect of your master's life.Therefore, he was not in a hurry to leave tonight, but stayed outside the door.In case the master has any orders at night, he can know them immediately.

After a long time, there was still no movement in the house.

He was getting more and more sleepy, his head couldn't help tilting down, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift it up.When I was about to fall asleep, I heard a soft creak, like the sound of a door being opened.

He shivered, and immediately woke up, rubbing his eyes, and said vaguely: "Master?"

Cui Weijun's hand that pushed the door stopped in mid-air.For a moment, he looked at the figure huddled under his feet, as if he suddenly returned to that cold and rainy night many years ago.

The man on the boulder was completely drenched by the rain, and his long hair was sticking wet to his face. He was embarrassed and pitiful, but he insisted on raising his head, looking at him with red eyes.

"Master, I have already found the jade soul you want, so you also promise me not to marry Di Ji, okay?"

He knew clearly that there was an illusion in front of him, and he couldn't let himself indulge in it, but he was still willing to be seduced by that face.

As if to make up for the regret at that time, without even thinking about it, he blurted out the word "good" unconsciously.

Linggui raised her eyes in confusion and asked, "Master?"

As soon as these two words came out, that lovely and pitiful phantom disappeared completely, and the face he was facing at this time did not have any resemblance to that person.

Cui Wei-jun turned his eyes away, and said calmly: "It's windy at night, go back early to rest."

After finishing speaking, bypass him and walk forward.

Linggui got up abruptly, followed Cui Weijun, and asked after him, "Where is the master going?"

"walk."

"Then I follow the master?"

"No need."

Linggui thoughtfully stopped talking, but seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly ran into the house, took out a cloak and put it on him: "Master, since the night is windy, you should not wear such thin clothes."

Cui Weijun raised his hand, his fingertips sank into the snow-white fur, and slowly let go.When he spoke again, his tone was rare and gentle: "Thank you."

4.

I said it was a walk, but in the end, I just wanted to meet that person.

Just like in the past ten years, no matter how he restrained himself, he still couldn't resist the instinct carved into his flesh and blood.When tossing and turning, he would always lose control of his footsteps and appear in front of that person's bed in a strange way.

Even if you don't say anything or do anything, as long as you can stay by that person's side, you won't feel restless anymore.

It is the same today.

The man leaned against the stone tablet, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with his arms folded, with a few clusters of open flames on his side.With the dancing firelight, he clearly saw a dark red mole at the end of the man's eye, which flickered on and off, very annoying.

Cui Weijun moved his fingertips expressionlessly, and extinguished those clusters of flames.In this way, the mole can no longer be seen, and there is no need to look at the person's face.

As long as he couldn't see that face, he wouldn't lose his composure.

The queen mother is right, love is the most useless thing in this world, it is as short as morning dew, it cannot be grasped or kept, and it will add many worries.

There will be no eternal love in this world, no matter how warm and deep it is, there will be a day when it will be exhausted.

Just like this person in front of me, who said he would love him forever, but changed his mind so quickly, and formed an eternal bond with others in a blink of an eye, leaving him trapped in the millennium after another, suffering day by day. The sea of ​​bitterness can never be freed.

He still remembers that when the man gave him dried green beads, his face turned red, he looked embarrassed, and he stumbled a few words.

"I... don't have any precious things. Except for this heart, this bead is the only thing I can give you. This is the last thing my mother left me. I wear it for a long time, and I only think in my heart that one day, I will I want to give it to the person I care about the most."

How tender the man's tone was at the time, how heartless he was when he smashed the dried green pearl.

What a cruel little liar.

Since you provoked him first, why bother with other people?Oh, because there is cinnabar as the system, so no third person is allowed to intervene.

In the end, he was left in the same place, and no matter how he chased him, he would only push that person further and further away.

That's right, that person doesn't love him anymore, and he doesn't even bother to give alms to him if he hates him.

His eyes were slightly cold, and he had murderous intent. His hands under the long sleeves were slightly bent, and he stretched forward, but stopped when he was about to touch the person.

The cold wind passed by, and the man was shivering slightly in his thin coat.

It was a windy night and he seemed cold.Mr. Cui Wei thought.

Closing his eyes, he once again compromised with his instinct.He withdrew his hand, took off the cloak he was wearing, and covered the man, and then hurriedly walked to and fro, as if he was running away.

Just a few steps forward, the hem of his clothes was grabbed by someone.

He froze, and heard a soft question from behind: "Are you..."

Just hearing this voice, he already felt that the inexplicable depression in his chest had eased a little, and he even faintly hoped that the man could continue to ask and talk to him a few more words.

ask.Cui Weijun closed his eyes, as long as that person is willing to ask, he...

No, what was he thinking?

Cui Weijun frowned deeply, pulled back the hem of his clothes with all his strength, and left without hesitation.

On Zhuchun Cliff, since he was willing to gouge out his heart, he was determined not to be shackled by these so-called feelings of sorrow.But the chest is so empty that I can't hear any sound, why can't I get rid of those hallucinations that follow me everywhere?

If this continues, he will become a hysterical lunatic just like his queen.

mother...

Is this your punishment for me?