On the Correct Way of Cleaning up the Villains

It only takes a moment for the fireworks to dissipate, and when all the firelight disappears, only the eye-catching white remains in the atrium.

Xiao Yu tightened the cloak around her body, turned around and bid farewell to Taoist Liaoran.

In the past, they all had the habit of keeping the old age. According to Taoist Lian Ran, they also have to keep it today.

But this fireworks messed up Xiao Yu's calm heart, he didn't want to stay here anymore, he didn't want to stay with this imposter who thought he knew him well.

At this moment, Xiao Yu is very thankful that he is sick and weak, otherwise he really has no reason to leave here.

Knowing that the Taoist had drunk too much, he lay down on the table, already unconscious.

Seeing that the other party refused to agree, Xiao Yu assumed that the other party was acquiescing, and simply leaned on crutches and walked out.

Seeing this, Zuo Yi took a few steps and said, "Senior brother, I'll take you back."

Xiao Yu paused, turned back to look at his junior brother, his eyes were still as cold as ever, Zuo Yi probably had no expression, it was like this when he was a child, but if he had no expression, the child's eyes were so rich before.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew out the burning candles on Taoist's table. At this moment, only white snow remained around.

"Master's lamp is off. Go and help Master light it." After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left. He didn't know what to say to Zuo Yi, and he didn't know when he faced Zuo Yi. , I couldn't say a word.

The stove in the room was already off when he left, and Xiao Yu didn't close the window before he left, so the moment he walked into the room, Xiao Yu didn't feel warm, but he didn't care, just let it be cold, Being cold at least clears up the brain a bit.

Xiao Yu slowly moved to the side of the bed, took off his cloak, and got on the bed.

It was very cold in the quilt, and Xiao Yu even shivered when he just put it on.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, and he noticed that the window had been left closed.

Xiao Yu thought about it, but he still didn't get up after all, he curled up under the quilt, his eyes were slightly sore.

On New Year's Eve, it is easiest to evoke the warmest memories in people's hearts. The warmer the memories, the more they will be compared with the cruel reality of the present.

At this moment, Xiao Yu's eye sockets were wet, uncontrollably wet, he didn't know why he was like this, he wanted to stop, but the tears were not very obedient.

At this moment, Zuo Yi's voice came from outside, "Brother, are you asleep?"

Xiao Yu huddled under the quilt, didn't speak, just pretended to be asleep, when the new year starts, everything will restart.

"Senior brother?" Zuo Yi stood at the door, his hands were a little stiff from the cold wind, but he didn't want to mobilize the spiritual power in his body to keep out the cold. At this time, he was just an ordinary person, and he felt the temperature that his senior brother felt.

As Zuo Yi thought, his senior brother didn't open the door for him.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, opened the door and walked in.

The moment the door was pushed open, Zuo Yi felt a chill hit his face.

At this moment, Zuo Yi frowned. He stepped forward quickly, cast a spell to ignite the charcoal fire in the brazier, then walked to the window and closed it.

After finishing all this, Zuo Yi walked to the bed, looked at the senior brother who was curled up on the bed, and said, "Senior brother, I know you are not asleep, I want to talk to you, is that okay?"

As Zuo Yi's voice fell, there was a long silence between them. Just when Zuo Yi thought that his senior brother would not answer him, he saw the person wearing the clothes turn over and then opened his eyes.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zuo Yi felt that his brother's eyes were so bright, like obsidian.

"What do you want to talk about?" Xiao Yu said, sitting up, as an ordinary person, at the moment when he got up, Xiao Yu felt a chill wrapping him up.

Zuo Yi quickly realized that the senior brother was cold, so he hurriedly took the cloak hanging there and tied it on for Xiao Yu.

When he let go, Zuo Yi touched his senior brother's hand, which was very cold.

Zuo Yi frowned, ignored Xiao Yu's refusal, and took Xiao Yu's hand, "Brother, why are your hands so cold?"

"It's cold, ice should be normal." Xiao Yu's tone was flat, no sorrow or joy could be heard.

"Then I'll help senior brother cover it." Zuo Yi lowered his head, and quietly covered Xiao Yu's hands.

"Did you come here to help me cover my hands?" Xiao Yu asked.

"I..." Zuo Yi lowered his head, "I want to talk to senior brother."

"But you didn't seem to want to talk to me just now." Xiao Yu thought of Zuo Yi's appearance when he was talking to Zuo Yi before. With that appearance, it was obvious that he didn't want to talk to him.

"No, it's just that the time was too short at that time, and I had a lot to say." Zuo Yi explained.

"Okay, then what do you want to say?" Xiao Yu had nothing to ask Zuo Yi, so all he could do was listen quietly.

"Brother said he liked me last time, but why didn't he want to leave with me after that?"

Zuo Yi asked seriously, he would not have thought that it was his good master who did it, because he never doubted Taoist Guoran.

"Because I hate you." Xiao Yu looked at Zuo Yi's face and said calmly.

When Xiao Yu liked his junior brother, he wished he could give his junior brother all his heart. When he thought his junior brother changed his attitude towards him, God slapped him, followed by a series of shocks.

It's not that Xiao Yu never thought of making Zuo Yi pay the price. His initial plan was to make Zuo Yi like him, and then he left in an extremely cruel way.

However, he still couldn't do it after all.

Before his junior fell into it, let him let go, let go of Zuo Yi, and let go of himself, after all, he still has to bear huge psychological pressure to attack someone he loves.

"You... what did you say?" Zuo Yi wondered if he heard it wrong, why did the senior brother suddenly say such a thing.

"I said I hate you." While Zuo Yi was in a daze, Xiao Yu withdrew his hand.

Zuo Yi looked at Xiao Yu in a daze, "But you liked me before!"

"You also said it was before." Xiao Yu looked at Zuo Yi and said seriously, "Xiao Yiyi, have you forgotten how you treated me before? Why do you think I will still be like you?" Like you like before?"

Hearing this, Zuo Yi couldn't help but suffocate his breath. Why didn't he know what his brother said was right, but there was always that unrealistic expectation in his heart.

"Brother, I regret it, can you give me a chance?"

"Give you a chance?" Xiao Yu leaned in front of Zuo Yi, he was very close, at this distance, he could even feel Zuo Yi's breath, after seeing the panic flashing in Zuo Yi's eyes, Xiao Yu smiled, "What chance for you? Give you a chance to take advantage of me?"

Zuo Yi panicked and shook his head hastily, "No, I haven't."

"Is it clear in your heart?" Xiao Yu sat up straight, took a deep breath, and continued: "Xiao Yiyi, I don't want to hate you, so shall we go back to the past?"

"Before..." Zuo Yi gritted his teeth, "Brother, do you think we can go back to the past after doing that kind of thing?"

"If you don't want to go back to the past, then we will be strangers from now on." Xiao Yu moved his gaze away, he didn't dare to look at Zuo Yi's face, he was afraid that he would be unable to hold back.

The moonlight hit Xiao Yu's face through the window. At this moment, he was as fragile as a porcelain vase placed on the window sill. Any gust of wind could blow it off and shatter it.

Zuo Yi just looked at Xiao Yu quietly. After a long time, he stood up and said, "Senior brother, we can't go back to the past, but you don't want to be strangers, you provoked me first, don't blame me .”

After saying these words, Zuo Yi walked away without any remembrance.

A few days later, Xiao Muchen came over to see him for blood as usual, before leaving, he asked casually: "Brother, did you have a good chat with the landlord last New Year's Eve?"

Xiao Yu remembered what happened last night, and nodded thoughtfully, "Well, it should be considered."

"What should be considered? Is there any?" Xiao Muchen put down the medicine box and asked with great interest.

"Well, we chatted, but it doesn't seem to be pleasant, Doctor Xiao, I seem to have pissed off Zuo Yi." Xiao Yu smiled wryly.

When Xiao Muchen heard this, he waved his hands indifferently, "So what, it's not the first time that Left and Right are angry, so it's okay."

"But this time, he was really angry."

Seeing Xiao Yu's seriousness, Xiao Muchen pondered for a long time, "It's as if he has never been really angry before."

Since New Year's Eve, Xiao Yu has never seen Zuo Yi again, and this state has lasted for nearly two years. In the past two years, Xiao Yu only dealt with the fake master every day, and pretended to be sick.

In the past, he wanted to get well soon, but when he found himself trapped in the mansion of Taoist Ming Ran, he began to not wish for his recovery so soon, because only in this way, Taoist Ming Ran would continue to ask Xiao Muchen to show him Only then can he continue to donate blood to Master.

On this day, Xiao Muchen came as usual, but this time, his face was covered with joy.

Seeing Xiao Muchen like this, Xiao Yu asked curiously, "Why are you so happy? Is there anything good going on recently?"

"Of course, I have two great events to tell you." Xiao Muchen paused, "First, I want to tell you that your master has recovered his pulse, and he will wake up in three months at the latest. Everything will end."

"Really?" Xiao Yu's eyes burst into light, it's great, everything is over soon.

"Well, there is another great thing to tell you, it's about you."

"About me? What?" Xiao Yu asked.

"I found a way to keep you alive." Xiao Muchen heaved a sigh of relief, "I have studied for a long time, and finally found a way to get the best of both worlds."

After Xiao Muchen finished speaking, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, "On the last day, if you eat this, you won't die."

"Is this for my life?" Xiao Yu didn't answer.

"The life extension, you can live for at least three years if you eat him." Xiao Muchen said.

"Oh, you should keep such a precious medicine."

Three years, whether it is long or short, Xiao Yu doesn't want it, because he is too tired...