I have a deep love for Zhenjun

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I didn't want to disturb Fu Qing's rest, so I tried my best to maintain a still position.As time passed, sleepiness also welled up, and she tilted her head to lean against his chest, wanting to close her eyes and take a nap for a while.

In the mist, there seemed to be whispers in my ears that were always entangled, never resting for a moment.

I endured and endured, and finally opened my eyes unbearably disturbed, wanting to see who is disturbing my purity.

Never thought that the voice came from Fu Qing.

He slept extremely restlessly, his brows that had been smoothed just now were furrowed again at some point, and he was speaking indistinctly.I listened closely for a long time before I could barely make out two words: Don't go.

don't go?

Is this a nightmare?

Looking at Fu Qing's expression again, it is almost the same as when he was in the nightmare at Fuyu Mountain back then.

Although I don't want to pry into other people's privacy, but Nian Qi Fuqing always keeps everything in his heart and doesn't talk about it. This problem is really a headache.After a moment of hesitation, I still stretched out my fingertips and touched the center of his brow.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and it became a dark and cramped long corridor. Bright candles were lit along the way. Looking up, it seemed that there would never be an end in sight.

There was a tall and straight figure in front of me, and without even thinking about it, I raised my feet and chased after him.He walked very slowly, and I caught up with him without much effort, shouting incessantly: "Zhenjun!"

No matter how I dangled in front of my eyes, Fu Qing didn't respond, and walked forward silently without squinting.

After walking like this for a long time, I saw him stop, his eyes fell on a certain place, and his expression seemed obscure.

Confused, I followed his gaze.

I don't know when there were three gray phantoms in front of me. Looking intently, these phantoms were clearly visible except for their somewhat transparent figures.

The man is tall and serious, while the woman is gentle and beautiful. Although the young man's face is immature, it can be seen that he is a jade figure carved from ice and snow. His appearance is not much different from Fu Qing's, and he is extremely beautiful.

I found it novel, so I leaned forward to take a closer look.

Before I could take a few steps, there was thunder in my ears, which made me tremble twice.

"You don't stop for a moment. It's only been a few days, and you've made such a big mess for me again!" The man paced back and forth with an angry expression on his face, "Do you think I'll change my mind if I break a few more prohibitions? I tell you You, the seat of the East Pole, you have to accept it for me if you don’t accept it!"

"I will not take over Dongji."

The man stopped, his eyes were cold and terrifying: "Do you dare to say it again?"

The boy raised his face, his eyes did not waver at all: "Father, I really—"

"Qing'er!"

The woman stopped him, pulled the boy behind her, and shook her head at the man: "You go first."

The man raised his slap upwards, but he was still reluctant to drop it, and finally slammed the door away.

The woman bent down slightly, took the boy's hand, and asked softly: "Tell the queen, why did you fight with Xisong's eldest son on the side of the street today? You beat him like that. When Xisong learned about this, tell you The father broke up again because of the quarrel."

"Mother!" The boy said angrily, "He and his gang of followers were yelling in the street, saying that I just gave birth to a good baby, and I have nothing else. I also gave birth to a woman's face, not half a man. His spirit. He insulted me like this, I can't let him go easily!"

The woman sighed: "Didn't the mother always teach you that as the next Dongji master, you should restrain yourself and follow the rules in everything, and you shouldn't be so willful. Who is Xi Chan? You need to learn about things related to him." endure."

"Just because I am the next master of Dongji, so he slapped my right cheek, should I hand him the left cheek as well? How can there be such a stupid person in this world?"

The young man paused, and then continued: "Mother, patience will only fuel other people's flames."

Hearing this, the woman's voice was low, and she couldn't help scolding: "Qing'er! How could you have such an idea? Is using violence to control violence a long-term strategy?"

The young man asked softly, "If I were the one who was beaten today, would you say the same?"

The woman was startled, speechless for a while.

"I always make you and father angry. But my nature is like this, I can't learn that set of etiquette rules, and I don't intend to take over Dongji, I just want to—"

The woman interrupted him, her eyebrows frowned: "Your father and I have only two children, you and Huai'er. Huai'er is innocent by nature, and his ambition is not here. Dongji's heavy responsibility can only fall on you, and you can't shirk it."

The young man was silent for a long time, and asked: "Is it necessary?"

"Qing'er, your perfect immortality is a result of destiny. With the title of master of Dongji, you will be even more powerful. This is an opportunity that no one else can ask for. After Dongji has you, it will be able to stay in its peak forever. And we, the people of Xianyin, will be proud of you."

"If I say..."

Xu Shi's eyes were too wild, so he stopped talking suddenly, leaving only a suffocating silence.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened up: "Your father has always been irritable, so don't take his words to heart. Qing'er, let's rest early today."

As soon as the words fell, the two phantoms immediately shattered into countless light spots and disappeared in the dark corridor.I was startled, and finally realized that these afterimages should be the reappearance of Fu Qing's past.

If it was Fu Qing back then, his unfinished sentence must have been: What if I said, I don't care about this shabby fate?

And now Fu Qing...

I can't be sure because he has changed so much.

Suddenly, sparks of light rose up, devouring every inch of black that covered the surroundings along the road, and then slowly spread to the surroundings, turning into a purgatory fire environment.

The phantom seemed to be in extreme pain, its face twisted, and it desperately stretched its hands forward, as if it was chasing the light of hope.However, starting from his fingertips, they were quickly swallowed up by the raging fire, turning every inch into ashes.

The phantom disappeared without a trace, leaving only a scream like a ghost: "Brother! I fell to this point because of you... Why didn't you save me? Why didn't you save me!"

"I trust you so much...I obviously trust you so much!"

I remembered the story that Xi Xin told me, and I sprang out the wind blade from my fingertips, trying to destroy the aftermath of this scene.It's a pity that this is in a dream, and there is nothing I can do about it.

The afterimage follows like a shadow, and the sound is even more pervasive.

Even when I heard it, I felt uneasy.

It has been thousands of years since Fu Huai died.Did Fuqing have the same dream for thousands of years?If he tortured himself like this, wouldn't he feel... Painful?

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Before I could figure out why, the light of the fire had gradually faded away, revealing a lush world, which is exactly the scenery of the Crown Protoss Clan.

Surrounded by people.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man did not soften his heart this time, he slapped the young man heavily on the left side of the face, his expression was terrifying and cruel.

"If it wasn't forced by the situation, do you think I don't want to save Huai'er? If I were as impulsive as you are, Dongji would have been wiped out long ago!"

"Do you know what's rumored outside now? It's said that I, Fu Yi, gave birth to a waste who can only make troubles around all day long, greedy for life and afraid of death. Fu Qing, you are already... the biggest laughing stock in the Nine Borders and Six Realms!"

The man was furious and left in a huff, followed by the woman.

Seeing that the two were about to pass each other, the young man covered his face and said softly: "Mother..."

The woman stopped in her tracks, her eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Before Shouqiu died, he entrusted me to take good care of Xin'er. Now that I have failed her, tell me, what face should I have to explain to her under the nine springs?"

"This time, the queen mother is also very disappointed in you."

The surrounding figures dispersed, leaving only the young man standing alone, not moving for a long time.At this moment, a voice came from the side, like a spring breeze blowing willows, with a slight smile, it sounded very familiar.

"I heard that Fu Qing from Dongji has the most unruly temperament, never bowing his head to others?" I followed the sound, and the owner of the voice had a good-looking face with an affectionate smile, and blue-green phoenix eyes—— It's the end of the cloud.

"Today, I want you to kneel down and beg me."

I have been with him for many years, but I have never seen him look like this, it seems to be both hatred and pleasure.

"If I kneel down, will you help me?"

"Don't negotiate terms with me." Yun Man's smile became colder, "If you ask for help, you have to act as if you are asking for help."

The boy stood silently.After a while, he bent his knees and knelt down resolutely.

Countless suns and moons alternate, and time is fleeting.

On the fifth day, it rained heavily.

The raindrops were dense and rapid, and in the blink of an eye, the boy's clothes and long hair were already wet.But he didn't realize it, and he didn't even move, enduring the endless punishment from heaven.

At this moment, someone came with an umbrella in the distance and stopped in front of him.The umbrella surface separated the rain and fog, creating a peaceful world for him.

With the bright light of the thunder, I saw clearly the person holding the umbrella—the appearance was exactly the same as mine.

it's me?

How could it be me?

Could it be that the rainy night of the Crown God Clan that Fu Qing said was...

I froze on the spot, a coolness flooded my whole body, like a slippery poisonous snake spitting and slithering slowly across my back, even trembling showed uneasiness.

There seems to be only the sound of torrential rain remaining in the world.I had a splitting headache, and there seemed to be something in my mind that was about to break out of the shackles, and when I searched carefully, there was no trace.

At this time, there seemed to be several voices passing through the overwhelming rain curtain and reaching my ears.

— don't go.

——Are you going to give up on me?

This is... Fu Qing's voice?He is begging me.How do I respond to him?

——From the first time I saw you, I felt that you are reckless and self-righteous, and troubles will arise sooner or later.Now it seems that it is so.What's the use of not knowing how to do things according to one's ability, only to realize regret in the end?

——You want me not to give up on you?You... are worthy?

——Why wasn’t you the one who died in Lihuo that day?

I tried desperately to block my ears to keep these voices out, but it was in vain.

——Thinking of it, you were considered a proud son of heaven in the past, but now kneeling in the rain, it seems that you are just a poor dog in the water.

——It’s raining so hard, so I’ll give you this umbrella.I do not want it.

The umbrella fell to the ground, splashing countless water splashes high.

"I" turned around and walked forward step by step, without actually looking back, while the kneeling person kept his hand thrown away and stopped in mid-air, as if he hadn't completely given up.

Is he waiting for me to turn around, hold up the umbrella for him again, and hold his hand again?

For thousands of years, for countless nights, he kept reminiscing about that rainy night in the Crown God Clan.Knowing that that person will not look back, knowing that the past cannot be changed, are you still willing to wait?

Why can't I remember anything?

Why am I talking to him like this?

Fu Qing was in a difficult situation. He was already standing on the edge of a cliff, and his whole body was already crumbling, but I became the last straw that overwhelmed him.No wonder he hates me so much, he hates me so much that he doesn't want to believe me anymore.

Not knowing what kind of mood I was in, I walked up to him and stopped.

"You said, you had dreams many times, and you wanted to wait for me to turn around, but I never looked back?"

"Zhenjun, I turned my head this time, do you think it's too late?"

I reached out to take his hand.

A phantom is a phantom after all, it cannot be touched or touched.But even so, in order to get rid of the obsession in his heart, I insisted on holding hands with him through the void.

"I'm sorry, my memory is really bad. I really can't remember the past."

"But hurting you... probably wasn't what I wanted. Believe it or not, since I first saw you, I have told myself that I am not willing to make you sad."

"So, the next rainy night, I won't leave you alone."

This is in Fu Qing's dream, he should not be able to see me, nor hear me.

However, the continuous rain stopped at this moment.