Dressed as a cannon fodder

The surface of the lake is rippling with fine lines, and the light spots jumping under the sun are like the scales of the lake fish, which are a bit eye-catching.

A man sat with his head bowed by the lake. He stretched out his slender fingers to touch the surface of the lake, and saw a small fish hiding in the water plants, swinging from side to side.

It's really cold in the demon world, so Meng Yunchi brought people to this secret place. It's like spring in March, warm and pleasant, and the most comfortable.

The movement of stirring the water surface stopped, he bent his palm to scoop a handful of clear lake water, then loosened his five fingers, the water slipped from the gap between the fingertips, he kept repeating the action of scooping water and letting go, The full head of gorgeous hair seems to exude a faint light in the sun.

Min Hangyuan opened his eyes and found that the quilt beside him was already cold. He stretched out his hand to explore, guessing that Meng Yunchi must have left for a long time.

In the bedroom next door, Min Yun was still sleeping soundly, with his small body huddled on the bed, holding Dong Fei firmly with all four limbs together, with a slightly protruding baby fat side face, round and cute.

Min Hangyuan's heart twitched slightly, and he walked over lightly, stretching out his fingers to touch his side face.

Yuemo is? With strong perception ability in nature, Min Yun faintly sensed a strange, approaching breath, and hid in some discomfort, frowning the two little ones, and hugging Dongfei in his arms more and more tightly.

Dong Fei sticks out his tongue: the internal organs are about to be squeezed out...

My little master? People? What is your strength? So? Big woo woo woo...

Min Hangyuan pinched his steamed bun face.

The age is only six or seven years old.

Master alone? He hatched him for nearly a hundred years.

The scars on his abdomen and chest have faded to the point where they are almost invisible, maybe? I don't know what method Master used.

Min Hangyuan patted Dong Fei's head and went out to find his master.

The person by the lake sat alone for a long time, with his arms folded on his knees, not moving.

"Master." A pair of hands came up behind him, and his body was surrounded by a familiar aura.

Meng Yunchi's eyes half opened a crack: "Why are you here?"

"Master got up early." Min Hangyuan buried his head in his hair, took a deep breath, "I'll come out to look for you."

Meng Yunchi's half-opened eyes closed again: "You just woke up not long ago, you should rest more."

"Okay, then Master come to rest with me." He pronounced the last two words slightly sticky, as if it contained other meanings.

After a moment of silence, Meng Yunchi stood up, "Okay, let's go back?"

Only then did Min Hangyuan realize that he was not wearing shoes, the backs of his feet were undulating and skinny, and the slightly protruding veins could be seen faintly, set off by the dark green grass, it was as beautiful as a sculptural handicraft.

"Master, why doesn't he wear shoes, he was cut by the gravel and sand in the grass." Min Hangyuan squatted down halfway, using his spiritual power to create a pair of shoes, and wanted to put them on for him.

Meng Yunchi shrank back when his hands touched his feet, "No need," he said, "Nothing? It's necessary."

"What's wrong?" Min Hangyuan looked up at him.

Meng Yunchi's fingers hidden in his sleeves twitched nervously, slowly bent down, opened his mouth to enclose an inch of skin on his neck, and bit it bit by bit with his teeth.

The pulse under the lips is very slow, and has not yet returned to the normal pulse rate. Min Hangyuan's body was hidden in the ice coffin and sealed for a long time. Can't get warm.

Min Hangyuan felt itchy, but he didn't hide, his eyes were full of the white hair that Meng Yunchi let loose.

"Let's go," Meng Yunchi straightened up and left, "Min Yun should wake up."

Min Hangyuan followed his pace.

As he approached the wooden house, he heard Min Yun's shocking cry, hiccupping while crying, mixed with one or two indistinct "baba" sounds, called people? He couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Meng Yunchi pushed the door open and walked in, picked him up skillfully and slowly patted his back, making a low and sweet humming sound from his throat.Min Yun balds off a piece of hair on Dong Fei's tail, holds it in his hand and burps, crying, so? So light? So soft? It's so heartbreaking, I can't wait to hold everything he wants in front of him .

Min Hangyuan's incompetent father couldn't get a foot in the side, touched his nose, and didn't know what to do?

After a long time, Minyun stopped crying, and stretched out his hand to Dongfei twitching.

Dong Fei has already shrunk in a corner to minimize his presence.

Meng Yunchi wanted to put him down, but Min Yun cried again.

"How old are you?" Meng Yunchi wiped his face as usual, "Don't always act like you're not big, so you love to cry."

"Woo..." Min Yun rubbed his eyes with his small hands, "Ba... Baba... I'm going to leave with Uncle Wei... Uncle Wei, don't want me anymore..."

Strange Uncle Min Hangyuan: "..."

"..." Meng Yunchi weighed him and put him in front of Min Hangyuan, "Look carefully, this is? Your father."

"Wow..." Min Yun cried even louder: "Papa find me a stepfather..."

Feeling the atmosphere around him, Dong Fei trembled, wishing he could disappear in place.

"No? Stepfather, yes? Father."

The little cub is not forgiving: "Stepfather, stepfather..."

Meng Yunchi took a long breath, only to feel that when he cried, he would have a severe headache and his eardrums would pop, so he simply put Min Yun into Min Hangyuan's arms: "You are born? You can coax yourself."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went out, with an inconspicuous exhaustion on his face.

Min Hangyuan lowered his head and stared at the bun in his arms. Only then did he realize that Min Yun's eyes were so red that he didn't even have a single tear after howling at the top of his voice for so long.

good boy.

"Are you pretending to cry?"

Min Yun stared at him for a long while, his mouth shrunk, and he really burst out two tears, "Then I'll give you Kangkangzheng."

Min Hangyuan: "..."

"Don't cry," Min Hangyuan wiped away the two tears on his face: "Look, Master cried away, what if? Every day? Crying? How annoying? Ah."

Min Yun bulged with baby fat: "Father won't come to see me if you don't cry." He raised his head and said, "Are you really? My daddy?"

Min Hangyuan's expression remained unchanged: "The scar on my stomach that cut you out is still there, do you want to take off your clothes to show you?"

"No more," Min Yun turned his head: "I'm afraid I'll be ugly."

Min Hangyuan: "..." Little bastard.

"Since you are? Daddy, then you should make up for your father," Min Yun wiped his face, his expression became mature: "I know you had no choice but to make father wait for so long."

"But father can't wait for anything anymore. And you have made father wait for a long time, and at the same time, you have made him very sad." Min turned around, grabbed Dong Fei in the corner, hugged its furry body, and took a pair of Clear eyes? Look at Min Hang Yuan.

this kid...

Min Hangyuan's expression moved slightly.

Half of the blood in this child almost belongs to the heavenly way, and since the day the shell was broken, it has stood at a height that ordinary people cannot reach.

"Hopeless waiting can make a person's heart feel ashamed. You don't know how my father got through all these years by himself. I have never seen my father shed tears since I have divine consciousness. That time you woke up."

Min used his hands to scratch Dong Fei's chin, and kept his immature voice, but the words that came out of his mouth were not at all? Also? It was not like what a seven-year-old child could say: "Father hatched me and took good care of me," He paused: "But he never cared about me."

"Daddy, your body was sealed in an ice coffin by him, but he? Never went? To see you."

"I never guessed what was going on in my father's mind, but I knew it must be a barren place, with no color at all."

"Father is crying, you can't hear it."

"He still hasn't? Stop crying, and neither? You can't see."

"I hope you did this secretly, Daddy, didn't you? Use too much force, and let father's heart die from now on?"

Minhang stood far away for a long time, thinking of Meng Yunchi's shrunken feet by the lake: "Yes? I will definitely... think about it..."

"Really??" Min Yun pinched Dong Fei's chubby face, "After all, I have never seen my father smile. Daddy, can you do it?"

The room is quiet, the green radishes on the window sill are swaying gently in the breeze, the person on the bed is curled up with his knees bent sideways, half of his face is sunk in the soft brocade quilt, and the soles of his feet are stained with fine blood from cuts. Red and white quilt.Min Hangyuan squeezed the medicine bottle and walked over, squatting down halfway, holding his feet to look at the wounds, then dipped his fingers in the plaster, and gave him a little bit of it.

The room is bright, and the fluff flying in the sun can be seen clearly.

After Min Hangyuan applied the plaster, he casually put the medicine bottle on the table next to him, rolled up his sleeves, climbed out, and lay down next to Meng Yunchi.

"Why doesn't Master speak?"

When he saw the man, he didn't respond. He simply grabbed one of his hands, bent his knuckles to play with it for a while, and put his five fingers into his, interlocking his fingers.

Meng Yunchi's fingertips were pale and colorless, and Min Hangyuan had already sensed the decadent aura emanating from his bones, and he was lifeless, as if this person was about to come to the end of his life.

People who are reborn because of the breath door do not live forever, this is true for Huo Song, and it is also true for Meng Yunchi.But is it? Forcibly pulling their souls back, prolonging their lifespan to the limit, ranging from several years to hundreds of years, when the number of days is up, those who have to go have to go.

After a long time, Meng Yunchi turned around and faced him, his eyes were? He clasped his fingers, and said lightly: "Just? Yes? Now that I think about it, if I calculate it carefully, my lifespan should be coming soon."

"No." Min Hangyuan hugged him tightly: "I said that as long as the master can live, the master can live as long."

What he said was tantamount to self-destruction, but Meng Yunchi smiled lightly: "A Yuan, have you ever lied to me?"

"No? I have never lied to Master."

Meng Yunchi patted his head and looked out the window in a daze.

The sky outside is blue, the white clouds roll with the wind, the sun is warm, and the seasons are like spring.

Who is he? How long did it take to realize that the sunshine here, the flowers, the plants and the trees here are all? Real, not at all? What? An illusion created by using formations and spiritual power.

This is a small world that Tiandao opened up for him alone in Dasanqianli. He picked the sun to take the scene, filled in all the details, arranged everything bit by bit, and created a small warm world.Instead of? What is he for? Legacy of mystery.

The private pet who has been favored by heaven so far is like a beautifully crafted cage, in which there is tenderness hidden, and he is trapped in it unknowingly, unable to break free.

Meng Yunchi pinched Min Hangyuan's earlobe and smiled.

Really? Cunning and hateful.

Seeing him smiling, Min Hangyuan moved his eyes slightly, and brought his lips together to ask for a kiss.

Meng Yunchi turned his face to the side and made a slight mistake. Min Hangyuan didn't get what he wanted, so he simply moved his fingers slightly, loosened his belt, turned over and pressed on Meng Yunchi, and bowed his head again.

Meng Yunchi didn't back down, turned around and turned his position upside down, pressed Min Hangyuan, put his knee against his leg, and made a mouth shape.

Min Hangyuan didn't hear the voice, but he understood his lip shape, panicked a little, and wanted to reach out to him, but Meng Yunchi grabbed his wrist and pressed it to the top of his head, so he couldn't move.

"Hush~" Meng Yunchi touched his lips slightly with his finger, and said in a low voice: "Min Yun is beside me, A Yuan can bear it a little and don't make a sound."

Min Yun heard the creaking sound coming from the next door, and patted Dong Fei's head: "Do you think I am? Stay away wisely? Or? Stay here and pretend not to hear it?"

Dong Fei: "Oh..."

"Then I'd better go far away," Min Yun climbed off the not-so-high bed with hands and feet together: "stay away from the filthy world of adult dragons, and don't tarnish the pure and innocent immaturity of me, a simple young dragon." soul."

Dong Fei: Huh?

As the sun was setting and the sun was setting, when Min Hangyuan opened his eyes and saw the sunset glow outside the window, he stretched out his hand to touch his side, only to feel his hand was cold.

Min Hangyuan sat up in shock, but turned back with a distorted expression on the way? He hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out, and saw Min Yun and Dong Fei sitting together on the stone table outside, with deep expressions.

"Where's your father?"

Min Yun took a sip of water from the cup and said slowly, "I don't know, I didn't see it, did father quarrel with you?"

He looked Min Hangyuan over and touched his chin: "It seems that there is not only a quarrel, but also a hand movement."

Dong Fei: ...My lord? You...you don't have to.

Min Hangyuan took two steps back, remembering what Meng Yunchi said in his ear before he fell asleep.

"You have plotted against me for so long, so you should allow me to be free for the last moment, right?" His voice was so soft that Min Hangyuan thought it was his own illusion, "If I were... before my lifespan runs out I came back to look for you, that is? I figured it out, and I have no grievances with you from now on, and I am on par with each other. But if? Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, there will never be any relationship.”

"Ayuan," Meng Yunchi tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, "Don't try to find me, you just want to give me back my last little choice in the life of a person controlled by you freedom of……"

Min Hangyuan's legs went limp and he fell to the ground, his expression stunned. Min Yun's complexion changed, and he realized that something was wrong, so he climbed off the stool and grabbed his clothes, "Father really disappeared?"

Minhangyuan didn't respond.

Min Yun cried suddenly, this time it was not? "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Meng Yunchi has only a few years left in his lifespan, and every day that passes Min Hangyuan is frightened. He can obviously find the other person at any time, hold him in his arms, and give him an endless lifespan to spend the rest of his life with him? Years, but? He dare not.

He thought about him like crazy, couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and was worried and afraid every day, afraid that he would not come back, afraid that he would encounter an accident when he was out, and afraid that he would still hate him and go further and further away.Thus making the two of them move toward the ending that scares him the most.

How much did he want that person? But even if he wanted it again, he still didn't dare.

Until the day after day of abdominal distension and familiar discomfort surged through his body, Min Xingyuan was startled to realize that he seemed, as if, had another child.

He was even crazier.

Every day, the pain of scratching his heart and lungs as if being eaten by thousands of ants intensified the pain. He returned to the Demon Realm during the day and kept hunting monsters to relieve the longing and madness that were increasingly piled up in his brain. After falling asleep, he scratched himself unconsciously until his whole body bleeds.

Meng Yunchi had only been away for half a year, and he never felt that the black dragon's pregnancy was so difficult that he lost control several times.

After being frozen for a hundred years, his body suddenly experienced intense sexual intercourse, and a child was conceived because of it. After tossing himself for half a year, Min Hangyuan's body finally collapsed.

He cut out the inner alchemy of the monster and swallowed it alive. He only felt that the blood on his body seemed to be warm all the time, and there was no tendency to cool down. He lowered his head and realized that it was his own blood.

flowed...a lot...

The feeling of dizziness slowly came up, he looked at the dark purple sky in the ice and snow, a wry smile came from the corner of his mouth, and then he fell headlong into the snow without looking up again.

His limbs were warm, as if they were bathed in the sun, and all the fatigue and pain on his body disappeared. He felt that his body was like a light and fluttering feather, and he had never been so relaxed.

Min Hangyuan moved, curled up sideways, and fell into someone's arms.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and realized that it wasn't a dream? A strand of white hair quietly hung on the brocade quilt, forming a circle, with a graceful and slender arc.

Min Hangyuan's lips trembled: "Master...Master..."

There is a person on the top of the head? He responded lightly: "Well."

"Master...Master..." Tears welled up in Min Xingyuan's eyes, and he hugged his waist tightly with both hands, repeating as if in a daze: "Master, Master..."

"I'm here," Meng Yunchi patted him on the back: "I'm here..."

"Don't leave, okay? Master, don't leave again..."

"Does it hurt?"

Min Hangyuan choked with sobs: "I'm in so much pain, it hurts so much that I'm about to die."

"It's good to know," Meng Yunchi's voice was calm: "Me too? It hurts."

Min Hangyuan was terrified by his return and departure for half a year, but he had waited hopelessly for a full hundred years when Min Hangyuan was dead.

The pain was so painful that he was almost numb, so that after Min Hangyuan came back, the bone-deep pain still accompanied him for a long time.

Meng Yunchi got up, and Min Hangyuan stretched out his hand in panic? He tugged at his sleeve: "Master, Master, don't go, where are you going?!"

"Don't panic," Meng Yunchi untied his hands that were so hard that the knuckles turned white, "I'm not leaving, I'll go? Get you medicine."

Min Hangyuan was stubbornly unwilling to let go, and looked up at him, with the still pale expression on his face that hadn't recovered yet.

Meng Yunchi sighed, leaned over and kissed the corner of his eyes, "Hey, let go, the medicine will be cold if you don't bring it, I've been up for three hours."

Ai Ai let go of his hand and watched him go out? He came back again and took a bowl of medicine: "Drink it, I let it cool and it's warming."

Min Hangyuan drank it all in one gulp, and stretched out his hand to Meng Yunchi, "Master, come quickly."

Meng Yunchi looked at him and didn't move.

Min Hangyuan's complexion has changed? A bit of begging: "Master, come here, okay?"

After a while he looked at the man? He walked over step by step, stretched out his hand, and Meng Yunchi fell into his arms, "You can't go anymore," he clamped him tightly, with terrifying strength: "You said, just? If you're willing to come back, that's it? I figured it out, and from now on, I'll give you a..." He suddenly froze, and his eyes were so anxious that there was a layer of water.

"Bring your eyebrows together." Meng Yunchi added.

"Yes?" Min Hangyuan said viciously: "You can't... just keep your word, you said it, don't even think about leaving in the future!"

Meng Yunchi touched his swollen belly, and said softly, "Yes? I'm not leaving."

Outside the window? Min Yun, who was peeping, whispered to Dong Fei: "Dong Fei, you said I go in now? When I meet my father and son, will they be moved to tears?"

Dong Fei: ...Farewell, my lord, you will be torn to pieces by your wife.

The kind that crumbles to pieces.

After Meng Yunchi came back, Min Hangyuan didn't go out any more, and stayed guarded in the cabin every day, afraid that the man would leave while he was unconscious and asleep.

Everything in the world operates in an orderly manner in the laws derived from the Dao of Heaven. He can't bear anything that is out of control, but for Meng Yunchi, he suppresses and endures the desire to control in his nature all the time.

Meng Yunchi, on the other hand, didn't care much about these things anymore. He got a rocking chair next to the cabin when he had nothing to do, and occasionally took a nap wrapped in a blanket in the sun after drinking tea.

"Master," Meng Yunchi opened his eyes and saw a shadow in front of him, "The sun is setting and the sky is getting colder. Take care to catch a cold."

He took off the blanket and stood up, hugging the person next to him: "Where's Min Yun?"

"He and Dongfei went wild by the lake? They said they wanted to catch two fish."

"Oh," Meng Yunchi thought for a while, "I'll make fish soup for you tonight."

"Okay," Min Hangyuan smiled, "I'm waiting for Master's fish soup."

In the evening, when Min Yun came back from the lake with his head full of water and Dong Fei's drenched body, he really picked up two big fish.Meng Yunchi rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and made fish soup for the father and son.

When the night moon and stars were thin, Min Hangyuan sat on the rocking chair and closed his eyes, Meng Yunchi slowly walked to his side.

Min Hangyuan stepped aside: "Master, come and accompany me."

"If you can't sit down, it will squeeze you."

Min Hangyuan opened his eyes to look at him.

"Have you? Have you ever thought about the child's birth? What will it be called later?"

"what is it call??"

Min Hangyuan pondered for a moment, playing tricks? Think carefully: "How about calling Siyuan following the surname of Master?"

Meng Siyuan.

Meng Yunchi put his palm on his forehead and rubbed his hair for a moment, "Well, it's up to you." Min Hangyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly he raised his head and asked an incoherent question: "Master, do you still love me? ?”

Meng Yunchi didn't speak, but saw him squatting down, grabbed a tree in the grass, and stroked it with his fingertips for a moment, and said to him: "Stretch out your hand."

Min Hangyuan didn't know why, so he stretched out his hand in front of him.Meng Yunchi slowly put the grass ring in his hand on his ring finger.

Has this question been exposed? Min Hangyuan has not received his answer.

He was worried about it afterwards, if it was in his sleep or in his sleep, Meng Yunchi was awakened by his sleep talk, propped up his upper body and sat quietly for a while, tucked him in the quilt and got out of bed?

The moonlight outside the window is cold and bright.

Meng Yunchi turned over the wide window sill.

He sat alone on the window frame, surrounded by the breeze and moonlight, looked back at Min Hangyuan's sleeping face, and sighed softly in the years.

Of course I love you.

No matter? Once, or in the future, no matter? What have you done? What have you regretted?

I love you, so I can tolerate your step-by-step, all kinds of calculations and watching with cold eyes. I love you, so I can accept your inconsistencies, and your insatiable desire to possess and control.I have also been sad, hopeless, and even resentful, but I still can't change the fact that I still love you.

This is because you are the only one who loves me from beginning to end, from beginning to end, even if you are? For ants.

But? It doesn't matter, I will slowly, step by step, teach you how to truly love.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-2323:39:23~2020-11-2714:51:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Chuanlin Daye; 3 bottles of Lanci; 1 empty bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!