Dressed as a cannon fodder

That child was born really? Cute, is it? He has a strange and silent temper, and it makes people feel distressed to look at it.

Thinking like this, Min Hangyuan drifted over faintly, bent down beside him to see what book he was reading.

While other peers of the same age listened to nursery rhymes and read words with colorful picture books, this child took a boring literature book and carefully read it word by word.

The setting sun in the afternoon was projected on the table through the shadows of the mottled trees, and there were rows of square characters neatly printed in the book, which Min Hangyuan couldn't understand, so they circled around him.

No matter how you look at it, you think it is cute, Min Hangyuan wants to reach out and pinch his face.

"Cloud Pond."

Min Hangyuan's heart trembled, he just saw a strange woman standing in the distance, beckoning to the child on the table: "Come here?"

The child responded, climbed off the chair with both hands and feet, walked towards the woman with short legs, and stood still: "Mother."

The woman patted his head: "I'm going on a business trip with your father tomorrow, and I'll be back in about five days? You have to take care of yourself and tell Aunt Su if you need anything."

"Well, I will."

The look in the woman's eyes moved slightly, and she sighed: "Call Mom if you are unhappy."

The child's expression remained unchanged: "Yes."

Min Hangyuan looked at the mother and son in the distance, and pressed his heart in a strange way.

Who is Yunchi?

Why? When he heard this name, he always felt his heart throbbing, and the ups and downs made him feel like a disembodied soul.

The child standing by the garden watched the woman go away without any expression of reluctance on his face.

Many people say that this child is cold-hearted and cold-hearted. It is a breathing sculpture. It looks gentle and polite on the surface, but it is actually blank inside, and no one can live in it.

This sentence was vividly reflected in the funeral of Meng's father and mother after the car accident.

All the relatives and friends were wearing black clothes and wearing white flowers. They supported each other and lost their voice at the funeral. Crying bitterly, he was the only child standing in the crowd with no expression on his face. But also cold.

But Min Hangyuan knew that every night after six o'clock, he would sit on the sofa at the very entrance of the house, waiting for the woman with a soft voice to put down her shoulder bag every time she came home, and she would reach out and stroke his head, saying: A sentence "Mom is back?"

This habit has been preserved by him for ten years.

He's not cold-hearted, he just never expresses his emotions.

Whenever he was sitting alone in the living room and silent, Min Hangyuan would circle around him, wanting to reach out and hug him.However, when his soul body passed through his body again and again, he finally dispelled this idea.

Then? He grew up a bit and had to go to school.

Most of the children in elementary school are lively and active, and they don't like to play with some quiet people. Among the peers in the class group, Meng Yunchi was singled out without any surprise.

He didn't seem to care about it, and his life didn't have any ups and downs because of it, and he was still alone and alone as always.However, whenever the other party couldn't fall asleep and get up to read a book late at night, Min Hangyuan squatted on the side of the chair and looked at his serious profile, always feeling that he seemed too lonely.

He used his fingers to paint from a distance to describe his still immature facial features, his brows and eyes were full of gentleness that he didn't even notice.

You shouldn't be so lonely, I will always be by your side.

Meng Yunchi seemed to have a sense of it, and unconsciously raised his head to look around, and saw that a corner of the curtain was lifted by the breeze, layers of gauze were stacked together and slightly swayed, and the weather outside was already a little bit cold.

He propped up his upper body to close the window, but found nothing. He only knew that he was prone to hallucinations after staying up too late.

Later? Meng Yunchi gradually grew up a bit, and the people around him gradually increased?

Floating in the aisle where people come and go, Min Hangyuan saw a few extra white rabbit toffees in the drawer of his desk. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to carefully look at the expression on the face of the boy who had just put down his schoolbag.The young man who has gradually grown up has become more and more handsome, always attracting some half-hearted eyes from time to time.

His expression was normal, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Those big white rabbits have been kept in the drawer and haven't been touched? He hasn't touched them.

Min Hangyuan's heart slightly relaxed.

Teenagers and girls who have just entered puberty have a restless heart, always have countless suspicious thoughts and inappropriate sensitive thoughts, interpreting what is publicity and throbbing in this young and frivolous age.

The frivolous whistles that sounded when off-campus bicycles stepped on the spot and rushed through the gate, the loud noises of twos and threes gathering in the corridor and the building opposite the building between classes?

Meng Yunchi still lived his own life in a nonchalant way, Xu Shi? When he passed by the messy girl, he picked up the books on the ground for her, Xu Shi? Feeling that there is such a number one person in the class, I can't help but start to pay attention secretly.

When an independent and dissociated small world begins to be paid attention to by the larger environment, there will be some intersections to some extent.

Probably? Meng Yunchi's first 16 years were too peaceful and smooth, so life began to try to add obstacles to him.

Sometimes there would be one or two unsigned letter papers with floral scent lying in the desk cabinet, and occasionally there would be a packed breakfast on the countertop, as if someone put it here casually, and Meng Yunchi had all of it. Not moved.

Later? Someone confessed to him.

Meng Yunchi did not accept, and declined all of them.

And then? After that, the school began to flow about his gossip.

Min Hangyuan looked at the quiet young man on the seat, and then looked at the strange gazes and whispers from time to time, occasionally mixed with "car accident", "parents", "coldness", "loneled" "Wait for the words to come over? With a blatant sharpness, without knowing what your own behavior is? It will hurt people's hearts.

How much does he want to become a reality? Drive away those ignorant children, protect his youth in his arms from the influence of these rumors, and let his daily life return to the calmness of the past, instead of going everywhere It is necessary to endure such unscrupulous cold violence.

Even so, there are still a steady stream of people flocking to him, Xu Shi? He thought he could be the only one in this isolated environment, but after being alienated by his indifferent attitude, he turned around and joined those Gossipers, pointing fingers to cover up their embarrassment and anger after being rejected.

The enthusiasm and publicity of the young people are undisguised, and the malice and targeting of the young people are even more straightforward and unavoidable.

Meng Yunchi spent his junior high school in this way, until he entered high school, the people around him changed a lot.

Min Hangyuan heaved a sigh of relief. Under the cold violence that lasted for three years, Meng Yunchi remained silent. If it were an ordinary person, he would have already been depressed. I circled around him in vain, unable to do anything.

The high school was far away from home, and Aunt Su couldn't help but drive him to and from school every day, so Meng Yunchi went to live in school.

There are eight people in the high school dormitory, two snoring and one grinding their teeth, and some hide in the blankets and play games until dawn. Meng Yunchi stares at the upper bunk in the dark, suffering from insomnia all night long. Climb up on the small plank bed to sleep beside him, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I'm here."

Not long after, Meng Yunchi gradually became sleepy. He who usually sleeps facing the inside turned to face the outside for the first time. One person and one soul seemed to embrace each other, and fell asleep until dawn.

The next day, when he woke up in the morning, Min Hangyuan sat on the edge of the bed and watched Meng Yunchi get up and fold the quilt. The family affairs had always been taken care of by Aunt Su, and he seldom did it. ? The stacks are messy, no matter how they are stacked, they are not right.

Min Hangyuan smiled, seeing Meng Yunchi's slightly troubled look, he found it funny and cute.

"It's not like this," a voice came from beside, "You first spread out the quilt."

Meng Yunchi turned his head sideways and saw the person next to him who was half a head taller than him.

Their high school class monitor was also his junior high school class monitor. Among the few people who were promoted together, they were the only two who were assigned to the same class.

"What about after it's unrolled?" Meng·Life Idiot·Yunchi asked without changing his expression.

The squad leader seemed to sigh, and came over: "I'll show you the fold."

He took the two sides of Meng Yunchi's quilt, shook his hands, and then waved his arms, folded the two ends of the three-layered quilt, pressed them to the middle, and then folded them in half to make them square.

"Will it be?"

Meng Yunchi rubbed his chin, "Yes," he half-raised his head and said, "Thank you."

The squad leader had a smile on his face: "No need? Thanks."

Up to this point, the two people who had nothing to do with each other in junior high school gradually got to know each other. Although Min Hangyuan felt uncomfortable, he was finally glad that he was no longer alone, at least he had a friend by his side.

The squad leader is tall, handsome and has good grades. He has a grass-level face and treats people very well. He helps Meng Yunchi line up for lunch, takes up a seat in the cafeteria for him, and occasionally writes homework for him. Be lazy for a while.

Over time, the squad leader's kindness to Meng Yunchi gradually became comprehensive, as if he wanted to intervene in his life, and Min Hangyuan also noticed something was wrong.

The reason was simply that the squad leader picked up the mineral water on the table after playing basketball in physical education class and unscrewed the bottle cap to fill it up. The mineral water belonged to Meng Yunchi, and he had already drank half of it.

He was shocked when he realized something after he finished drinking, and immediately said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I took it wrong, I thought it was mine."

Meng Yunchi kept his eyes on the book, and casually pointed to the unopened water bottle next to him: "That one is? Yours."

He didn't seem to care much, so the monitor smiled and picked up another bottle: "Okay."

But Min Hangyuan clearly saw him on the way to drink water, he stuck out his tongue and licked the mouth of the bottle almost imperceptibly, and kept his eyes on Meng Yunchi for any special reaction.

He is testing.

However, the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, which gave him an opportunity.

Minhangyuan was so angry that his brain hurt.

Friends who go to step on a bitch day, this stepping horse is simply a scheming green tea man who is careful at every step.

However, Meng Yunchi himself didn't feel anything.

Min Hangyuan watched helplessly as the next squad leader tried to test Meng Yunchi more and more. He patted his back and touched his shoulders. He used the normal physical contact between many male friends to touch Meng Yunchi without a trace. The more, the more? The more frequent, the more wandering the location.

As soon as Min Hangyuan saw him, his aura would become gloomy and terrifying. If he hadn't been incorporeal, I'm afraid this person would not be able to sit beside Meng Yunchi and smile brightly.

"Is it getting cold recently?" Meng Yunchi raised his head and looked out the window: "Why is it so cold in this classroom?"

The squad leader stared at him for a while and turned to look at his beautifully undulating porcelain-white neck, and said, "Maybe autumn is coming soon?"

If Meng Yunchi is there or not? After looking at it for a long time, he turned his gaze back to look at the back of the head lying on his lunch break in front of him, and closed the exercise book: "Stop reading, it's time to rest for a while."

The squad leader looked normal: "Okay."

Twenty minutes later, the people around him were already asleep on the table. The squad leader lowered his upper body to peek at his eyebrows and eyes.

The squad leader's throat moved, and he slowly leaned forward, staring at his light-colored thin lips.

His five fingers were pinched together, his breathing was rapid, and he was obviously extremely nervous.

However, just when he was about to pluck up the courage to print his lips on it, Meng Yunchi suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you going to do?"

The squad leader's expression froze, his eyes wandered for a moment, and suddenly his heart became cruel, and he pinched Meng Yunchi's chin to force a kiss.

"boom!"

With a punch on his face, he was beaten so that half of his body was tilted. The people in front of him who were awakened by the sound turned around with dazed eyes, only to see their squad leader with his hands Touching one side of his face to pick up the book that fell on the floor, his face was calm.

"What's wrong? Monitor?" Someone rubbed his eyes.

"It's okay," the squad leader touched his face, "I fell down and accidentally bumped into it."

"Ah, is that so?" He turned his head and continued to lie down: "Then you have to be careful, monitor, if you fall on this face, I don't know how many little girls will feel distressed..."

Meng Yunchi: "..."

The squad leader put the books back on the table and stacked them neatly. He touched his face and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are usually weak in writing, it hurts to hit someone."

Meng Yunchi narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Then do you want to try again?"

"Sorry, I might have scared you," the monitor said, "I'll give you an explanation of what happened just now after school, and now I may need to wait for you to calm down and wait for me after school."

Meng Yunchi watched him pick up the exercises and desk pens and leave, returned to his seat, looked down at the light red marks on the back of his hands, and frowned slightly.

After school, he didn't wait for the class monitor, and left alone. Immediately after the evening self-study, he was dragged into the woods beside the school road by a man. The man's breathing was hot, and he pressed him against the tree trunk, and his breath was threatening: " Why didn't you wait for me? Huh?"

"Avoid me on purpose?"

Meng Yunchi pushed his arm that restrained him, but he didn't push it, and his voice was a little lower: "What are you doing these days?"

"What do I want to do?" The squad leader looked at him seriously, "There are so many things I want to do, how about I tell you now?" After he finished speaking, he wanted to lower his head, and his hand had already reached in from the hem of Meng Yunchi's clothes .

Meng Yunchi clasped his hand that was about to go up, "You're crazy."

"I'm not crazy," the squad leader gasped, "Of course I'm not crazy, you have no idea how much I've done for today..."

A junior high school freshman reported that he was left by his teacher to sort out the materials, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the boy walking with an old woman under an umbrella under the shadow of mottled trees on the school road.

The young man was not tall, and looked a little frail. He was tilting his head slightly to listen to the old woman next to him. He seemed to be aware of it, and glanced at him casually.

He looked back at the past, his heart beating violently.

At the beginning, he didn't understand what this feeling meant. He just felt that the young man was calm and indifferent, with an innate sense of distance in his body, but it made people unconsciously cast their eyes and took away all their minds.

He had fallen in love with him at first sight a long time ago.

But his inside is just like his appearance, cold as if covered with a thick layer of ice, so that people can't find a crack to get in.

He had to find a way to break? Break his defenses, no matter? In what way.

Afterwards, gossip about Meng Yunchi began to circulate in the school.

It lasted for three years, covering all his junior high school years.

However, this still failed to pry open any part of Meng Yunchi's armor. He is cold-hearted, like a breathing statue, but he will continue to refuse, ignore all the rumors flying in the sky, and still go his own way.

"You know, they're all talking about you," the squad leader leaned closer to Meng Yunchi's ear, lowering his voice: "They're all talking about you, talking about you, but in a boys' dormitory with only eight people, plus I have four people wanting to fall in love with you."

The class monitor kneaded his earlobe with his fingers, "Adolescence is a comprehensive period of contradictions and inconsistencies, but at the same time teenagers are also the age most likely to be impulsive and reckless. You should be glad that you were in junior high school? of."

Meng Yunchi frowned: "I'm a man."

"Do you feel disgusted?" The squad leader smiled, "Of course, I also feel a little disgusted, but if that person is? I don't know, maybe it's strange for me to say this, but at first glance, you look like an unattainable fairy on the altar, but after a long time, it makes people feel itchy and wants to pull you down," he bit Touching Meng Yunchi's earlobe, he said word by word: "Dirty, ravage, make? You are mine."

The squad leader suddenly tilted his head to avoid a punch, and at the same time grabbed his wrist: "I won't hit the same move twice." He was tall and tall, and he loved basketball and sports. Meng Yunchi is still strong? There is some difference with him.

"Let go," Meng Yunchi looked straight at him, "This is? School."

"It's okay," the squad leader bit his ear: "I can be lighter."

Min Hangyuan's eyes were red, and he could only use it like a trapped animal. His transparent hands passed through the bodies of the two of them again and again, and he let out an indistinct hoarse roar, almost wanting to tear the man in place. broken.

At some point, Meng Yunchi's mouth was covered with his hand, and the hem of the wide school uniform was pulled up, revealing a section of white and thin waist. Unscrupulous, the skin in the palm almost made him addicted, Meng Yunchi's hand was pinched in one place and raised above his head, unable to move. After a while, he gradually stopped moving, and he whispered with some exhaustion? Panting, throat Some grunting noises?

The squad leader's fingers covering his mouth loosened slightly, only to feel something warm slipping down from between his fingers.

He thought he was crying, and felt pity for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Meng Yunchi couldn't breathe smoothly for a long time, coughing in a muffled voice.

After a while, the squad leader's face was slightly condensed, and he took his hand away. Meng Yunchi's cough became a little louder, and the sound was like? Something was coughing out of his throat?The squad leader took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight, only to see that the hand that he had just covered Meng Yunchi's mouth was covered in blood.

It almost soaked his entire hand, and it was still flowing down the forearm to the elbow.

He opened his mouth, his mind went blank, subconsciously turned the flashlight backhand, and saw that there was a lot of blood on Meng Yunchi's chest, and blood overflowed from his nose and mouth.

The squad leader let out a short "ah?", and stretched out his hand to pull the person on the ground. Meng Yunchi waved his hand away and coughed until he was dizzy. The blood in his throat made him unable to breathe, and his chest was aching.

Later, the squad leader who came to his senses ran to the school doctor's office with Meng Yunchi in his arms on the school road. It was dark and there was no one around. The school doctor's office should have been off work long ago, and there was still a small light on, and someone was about to come out of it. Lock the door, the squad leader knocked the door open, the voice almost trembled: "Save...save him..."

Seeing that the two of them were in a mess, the school doctor was frightened almost instantly.However, after a simple inspection, it was found that the person just had a nosebleed due to the dry weather, and then the nosebleed flowed back into the throat and choked the airway, causing a cough.

No big deal.

Although I don't know what this person's nosebleed is? How did it flow back into his throat.

The school doctor asked Meng Yunchi how he felt after a brief treatment, and suggested that he go to the hospital to have a look the next day.The squad leader thanked the school doctor for letting them go home after work. When he came out of the infirmary, he was still a little sluggish, and hadn't reacted yet? Average.

He was blown by the oncoming cold wind, sobered up, and suddenly he was a little afraid to face the other party, "Let me take you back to the dormitory first, and ask the class teacher for leave tomorrow, and then go to the hospital Check it out, check it out."

"No need?" Meng Yunchi threw away the blood-stained tissue, and didn't want to look at him any more: "I'll do it myself."

The squad leader looked at the back of him who was the first to leave, and closed his eyes with his hands on his forehead, deeply annoyed and remorseful for his impulsiveness tonight.

Meng Yunchi did go to the hospital for a check-up the next day, but he didn't take it to heart because he was weak and had nosebleeds caused by the dry weather.

However, Min Hangyuan frowned fiercely when he saw a ray of black air that no one could see coming out of Meng Yunchi's body.

Since then, the relationship between Meng Yunchi and the squad leader has become estranged, and the relationship between the two has faded out of the scope of friends, even though the other party is still looking for him as if nothing happened.

If he ignores him, he can talk to himself beside him. If he doesn’t talk to him, he will still follow him every time after class, ask him what he wants to eat at noon, and go to the cafeteria to buy it for him.

The squad leader would always follow him alone, and he still smiled brightly in front of him, what's more, when he passed by the flower shop at the crossroads, he looked in one more of those blooming lilies, and then moved closer to him. Come? Ask him if he is? No? He likes lilies.

Lily, Meng Yunchi was in a daze for a moment and didn't answer.

The squad leader saw it? His expression quickly said: "How about I give you a bunch of lilies, the flowers in it bloom very beautifully."

"No need?" Meng Yunchi put on his headphones and passed him.

This person's face is thick enough, after showing such a face, he will still smile like this without a haze and keep swaying back and forth in front of him.

Meng Yunchi was so annoyed that he couldn't guard against it.

The squad leader even knew where his home was and would send him some inexplicable text messages in the middle of the night.

He was gradually intervening in his life, albeit in this way.

Later? After this situation lasted for two months, Meng Yunchi called the police, in the name of harassment, plus the evidence he had provided over the past two months.

However, the circumstances were not serious enough to file a case. The squad leader was given a warning and wrote a letter of apology and compensation for mental damage. His parents found out about this, and they were surprised that their son was not normal. In order to prevent him from letting go The same mistake, so? Take people out of the country?

Meng Yunchi's ears were finally quiet.

In fact, he knew long ago that he would not dare to make any substantive actions like the squad leader. What was the detour in the woods? If he didn't resist, he wouldn't do it again? Continue to do it.

After all, it's just a teenager.

How could he accomplish a sinister thing in the world by himself.

However, as soon as the squad leader left, behind him, people around Meng Yunchi faintly showed this tendency.

Only? With Min Hangyuan around him, he was almost mad with jealousy.

How much he wanted to have a physical body, and then have this boy whom he had grown up with since he was a child.

Until high school, no one could have him, and no one could break any tip of the iceberg in his heart.

After that, after graduating from university, Meng Yunchi finally came out to work. After a few years, his health began to deteriorate, and he began to get sick intermittently.

However, only Min Hangyuan can see that the black energy gathered on Meng Yunchi's body is getting more and more heavy.

In the end, Meng Yunchi became seriously ill and quit his job. He stayed in the hospital. His illness was strange and the cause could not be found out. Only the increasing fatigue and emaciation showed what he was suffering. Kind of sickness.

Min Hangyuan always felt sorry for him, but also hated his own helplessness.

How much he wanted to hold the thin and pale young man on the hospital bed into his arms, and let himself bear all the pain and hardships for the other party. He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know the meaning of his existence here. ? Know that he wants to really touch him, touch him, own him.

It's almost insane to think about it.

As Meng Yunchi's condition worsened day by day, modern medical facilities could no longer retain his hourglass-like vitality, so Meng Yunchi gave up treatment, and simply returned home to live in peace, without any further troubles. worry.

Aunt Su, who had gray hair back then, can no longer walk, and the family has changed to a nanny.

Meng Yunchi sat on the sofa at the entrance of the gate as he was when he was a child, holding a book and reading slowly? The afternoon sun shone obliquely on the red wooden furniture at home through the floor-to-ceiling glass door, and the transparent glass water cup reflected a streak of colorful The rainbow light, the fine fluff in the air floats slightly under the light beam, and the steady rattling sound of the wooden clock echoes in the living room.

Meng Yunchi turned a page of the book, the profile of his face seemed to reflect a circle of thin fluff in the dim light, and he took a sip of water amidst the sudden headache.

When he put down the water glass, there was a circle of blood on the edge of the transparent glass that just touched his lips, and it flowed into the water along the wall of the glass, melting slowly.

Min Hangyuan squatted beside him and Zhi Yi looked at him, using his ? hand to paint the face of the other party who was too pale.

It must be hard.

He also felt so uncomfortable that his heart was so stuffy that he was about to suffocate.

Even though he doesn't have to? Breathe.

That night, Meng Yunchi just went upstairs and returned to the room, leaving a small lamp by the bed.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep, and there was endless whiteness in his sleep.

Min Hangyuan closed and opened the corners of his eyes, but found that he seemed to be in nothingness, and everything he saw was blindingly white. He stepped forward and walked, no matter what, he could only see a patch of white.

What about Yunchi?

Min Hangyuan's footsteps quickened, and he kept stepping out, step by step, as if he had walked for a long time, so long that he felt that there was no trace of time here, and there was nothing but him and this boundless scene. white.

However, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Min Hangyuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he ran forward, and the small figure from his back gradually enlarged in his line of sight, almost approaching.

That was Meng Yunchi, just like him, standing alone in this white world, at a loss?

Seeing that it was getting closer, he stretched out his hand, and was about to touch the back of the man. Min Hangyuan opened his mouth slightly, as if the cry that had been buried in his chest for a long time was about to be awakened. Something that had been suppressed for a long time was finally about to return to its cage. , Tears overflowed from his eyes unconsciously? He opened his mouth, saw? The other party seemed to turn around slowly? Look at him: "Master——"

Is it too late to say another word? Min Hangyuan's eyes are blank, Meng Yunchi is gone, he opens his eyes again, and he has returned to reality. For some reason, Meng Yunchi on the bed suddenly wakes up and looks around. He seemed to be looking for something, but after seeing the emptiness and coldness, he returned to silence, coughed, and got out of bed with bare feet? Looking for water to drink.

The bedside lamp had been turned off silently at some point, Meng Yunchi turned it on again, stepped on the soft carpet and went out of the room, looking for some cold water on the closet in the corridor to drink.

Min Hangyuan panicked and hurriedly followed him.But he didn't go back after drinking the water, his feet were already blue from the cold, instead he turned and walked to the other side of the stairs.

"Don't go..." Min Hangyuan grabbed his hand in vain, but naturally he couldn't grab anything.

Don't go there.

Master.

He watched Meng Yunchi walk slowly past with his own eyes, watched him being pushed down the stairs by a hand protruding from the darkness, watched his blood splattered on the stairs, and then died in the ambulance's high-pitched and long Amidst the noise, the police carried the corpse away.

Min Hangyuan's brain exploded in pain, causing him to fall to the ground and roll covered in dust.

Yes.

He remembered?

Meng Yunchi is the most perfect and flawless product born under his hands, his favorite work, and also his favorite.

He favored him, cared for him, and the luck instilled in him was far beyond that of ordinary monks.

What he wants, he will give.

Unable to get a magic weapon, God-given opportunity, Meng Yunchi's cultivation has been smooth and smooth, and he is invincible in the world with his hands. Even when he completed his tribulation, he did not send down a thunderbolt.

He was reluctant to use the thunder to strike his beloved.

Isn't he? Minhangyuan.

He is? God.

The incarnation of the law of the Great Three Thousand.

Meng Yunchi completed his tribulation, and what followed immediately was his ascension.

He didn't want his beloved to leave his control, so he pushed the gate of breath, which was most likely to get out of control and cause chaos, in front of him.

He understood Meng Yunchi's temperament.

And Meng Yunchi really lived up to his expectations.

If he seals the breath door in his body, he will be imprisoned by this breath door forever, unable to fly up, and will never be able to escape from his grasp.

So? He was satisfied.

But? He imprisoned Meng Yunchi's body, but couldn't trap his heart.

There is nothing in this world that can make him really willing to stay in this big three thousand miles.

so what should I do now?

Want to use? Lover? Will he stay?

No, he will never allow it.

So? Later? Langyue, and then? Later? Fengxi, the world is unpredictable, but every step is in his expectation, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, watching The human world was in chaos, the cultivation world was seriously injured, and the demon world withered.The black dragon exterminated the clan, Meng Yunchi fell, and after a hundred years of chaos, he blessed Fengxi with luck, helped him become a fairy, and practiced the soul-calling formation to bring back that person's soul?

Afterwards, how many of them did he catch? The three little things that wandered outside the Tianyu and called themselves systems, and made a small deal with them, then turned into Minhangyuan, and brought back Meng Yunchi's soul in Fengxi? Finally, he directed and acted out an assist scene, and let himself stand next to that person slowly without any trace, and walked into his heart.

Then he dragged his heart, his love, and his entire vision into her hands, and she would not let go even if she died.

He finally left his true love behind?

Min Hangyuan suddenly came to his senses. He raised his head, tore open the crack on the top of his head, and followed Meng Yunchi's soul that was dragged away by the soul-calling array, only to see his master being returned to its place by the soul-calling array through the breathing gate. , falling with loose hair in the depths of Chenghuazong's Forbidden Valley, and at the same time falling down on its side? A thin little black snake lying on the grass with its belly up, and its personnel are unknown.

That is? The identity he pinched for himself.

Again? Meng Yunchi is about to wake up within the time of a stick of incense. Min Hangyuan looked down at him for a long time, then pressed a kiss on the man's face, and then picked up the little black snake on the ground. and put it into his sleeve.

His love affair with Meng Yunchi began from then on.

Min Hangyuan turned and left without hesitation, entered the Ximen to have a look, and then walked in a certain direction.

Master, I'm back?

There was a slight sound of shoveling soil in the peach blossom forest. A few petals blown down by the wind fell into the small mud pit. The voice said: "Father, is it? Is this so?"

"Too shallow, dig deeper."

"Oh, okay."

There was another sound of shoveling soil.

"And now, father?"

"Okay."

There was a sweet smile on Min Yun's face, and there was a small dimple on his cheek, "Then I will plant it."

"Ah."

Min Yun buried the peach saplings and made the soil firm. He turned his head to ask his father for credit, but suddenly saw a strange man standing behind his father, who seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

With a look of fear on his face, he said, "Father."

Meng Yunchi turned his face slightly: "What's wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head away bit by bit very stiffly. This process seemed painful and long, as if after a century, after he turned all his eyes away, he finally saw ? The man standing under the peach tree with a smile on his face.

With a smile on his face, he said softly: "Master, I'm back."

A thousand years at a glance.

Meng Yunchi stared at him, almost staggeringly walked over, tripped himself into the arms of the man, and fell backwards with the two of them.Min Hangyuan's body temperature has not yet broken from the cold, "Master, don't cry," he raised his hand to wipe away the blood and tears on his face, softly with his fingertips: "Look, I'm back?"

After going around for a while, I finally found out that I have done so many things just to completely imprison your body and mind in my world.

My beloved caged sparrow.

My master.

——(End of this article)

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