The Secret of the Reborn Shadowguard

The chirping of cicadas in summer slowly revived in the morning light, and the chaotic greenness covered a mound outside the house.

A man was carefully clearing the weeds on the mound, took out the dagger at his waist, gathered his inner strength in his palm, and re-drawn the stone tablet according to the previous mark on the stone tablet in front of the mound. again.

It was a tomb, and only one person was buried in it 19 years ago, and Wang Lao was also buried in it on this day 19 years ago.

It wasn't until the tomb was tidied up like a new one by himself that the man put away the dagger, turned around and was about to go back to the house.

The man's footsteps were very light, and he was about to push the door to enter, but suddenly stopped in front of the door.

Through the tiny crack in the door, he saw Gu Yan was leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, his body was trembling, one hand was hanging weakly and the other was tightly clutching the bedding.

The man was not in a hurry to enter the door. He clenched his fists and stood quietly in front of the door for a while, then stepped back a few steps and walked towards the door again.

It's just that the footsteps this time were much clearer than last time, enough to be heard by Gu Yan on the bed.

Gu Yan on the bed did hear the sound, his body froze first, he let go of the hand that was holding the quilt tightly, and then straightened the messy quilt.

Gu Yan took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and quietly watched Chu Ying walk into the door.

"My lord." Chu Ying walked to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, straightened the quilt for Gu Yan with a normal expression, but his fingers stayed for a while on the place on the quilt that was warmer than other places .

"A Ying, have you cleaned it up?" Gu Yan leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Chu Ying softly, and asked.

Seeing him nodding, Gu Yan stretched out his hand to hold Chu Ying's hands, took a cloth towel not far from him and wiped Chu Ying carefully, and said: "The weeds in summer will always grow crazily, Ah Ying has worked hard."

Seeing Gu Yan's bloodless face, Chu Ying pursed her lips, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Chewing Ying is not bitter."

Enduring the severe pain, Gu Yan moved his back away from the head of the bed, and leaned his whole body against Bi Ying's chest. The warm body of the person behind him made his heart gradually settle down, and even his aching legs completely recovered in an instant.

"It's been 19 years since Mr. Wang left." Gu Yan sighed softly, as if asking, but he obviously already had the answer in his heart.

Wang Lao died suddenly in the seventh year after their marriage.That day, Chu Ying called Mr. Wang for dinner, but saw him lying quietly on the bed, wearing a blue shirt that had already turned white, which was what he was wearing when he escaped marriage.

Mr. Wang walked away very calmly, with a serene face, even a smile on the corner of his mouth, I'm afraid that person should come to pick him up when he left.

Chu Ying and Gu Yan buried him and the people in the green tomb together, and would clean up the barren weeds on the grave from time to time.

"Yes." Chu Ying was about to raise his hand to hold Gu Yan's long white hair, when he heard his question, he responded, but also retracted his hand, just quietly looking at the person in his arms The tips of his hair covered his field of vision like snow.

Listening to Chu Ying's answer, Gu Yan silently closed his eyes in his arms and concentrated for a moment.

For 19 years, not too much, not too little.It turns out that so many years have passed.

Gu Yan suddenly felt tightness in his chest, coughed heavily, got up from Bi Ying's arms, looked at him and said, "A Ying, I want to go for a walk."

Biting Ying's eyebrows twitched when he heard Gu Yan's words, and he was thinking about how to persuade him to give up this idea, but he continued to say: "I can't stay in this bed all day, otherwise I will be the president Come out full of mushrooms."

Gu Yan's seemingly joking words made Chu Ying's heart ache, seeing the fine wrinkles on his forehead, Chu Ying finally nodded, "My lord, wait a moment."

After speaking, he carefully let Gu Yan lean on the head of the bed, then got up and moved an armchair outside the door.

Gu Yan was trying to sit up from the bed, when he saw Bi Ying walking towards him, he stretched out his left hand and said to him: "A Ying, help me."

The palms were wrapped by a pair of warm hands, Gu Yan was about to stand up with Chu Ying's hands, but felt that his feet were empty, and was hugged by Chu Ying in his arms.

Looking at his current posture, Gu Yan blushed rarely, and said rather dumbfounded: "A Ying, like you, I really don't get a speck of dust under my feet."

As he spoke, he patted Chu Ying on the shoulder, and said: "I'm not so precious, let me down, I'll go by myself."

As if he didn't hear Gu Yan's words, Chu Xiang walked out of the door with Gu Yan in his arms, put him on the armchair, and took the tiger skin blanket that had been prepared earlier and covered Gu Yan's knees. superior.

Gu Yan didn't wear boots, even though it was summer, but after all the morning mist had just cleared, bare feet still felt the slightest bit of chill.

But because there was a blanket covering his body, and the sun was shining warmly around him, the chill was so slight that it could almost be ignored.

Gu Yan squinted his eyes halfway, enjoying the rare warmth of early summer, when he suddenly felt his feet being lifted up, and a warm current flowed along the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet to the bottom of his heart. melted away.

Gu Yan lowered his head to look, but saw Chu Ying knelt on one knee beside his feet, put his feet on his knees, and began to massage the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet with internal force.

"A Ying, the ground is cold, don't kneel like this." Seeing Bi Ying's appearance, Gu Yan couldn't help but say something.

Chu Ying lowered his head and didn't get up, he just pressed Gu Yan's acupuncture point wholeheartedly, and he heard him say after a while: "My lord, if your legs hurt in the future, just tell Chu Ying."

Gu Yan was startled when he heard the words, and then gave a wry smile.The pain in this pair of legs just happened in the past few days, he was afraid that Chu Ying would be worried, so he didn't tell him, he didn't think that what he had tried so hard to hide was discovered by Chu Ying in this way.

"Okay." Gu Yan answered in his mouth, closed his eyes and leaned on the armchair, raised his head to suppress the moisture in his eyes.

He never dared to tell Chu Ying that his body was already on the verge of collapse, and at this moment he was only supported by perseverance.

Today's Gu Yan is close to Ershun's age, with his body, living to such an age can be regarded as God's favor.

Mottled white hair has also grown on Chu Ying's head. Although he has grown Gu Yan for two years, but after all, he has internal strength. If he takes good care of it, it will not be difficult for him to live for another ten or twenty years.

More than twenty years, Gu Yan sighed in his heart, but he himself has not been so lucky to stay in this world for so many years.

He still remembers the golden phoenix wedding dress illuminated by the red candles when he got married with Chu Ying, he still remembers the cup of marriage wine that he put into Chu Ying's mouth, he still remembers that night in the red tent, Chu Ying went with him together *.

He thought it was still a long time, but in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed since the day when he married Shadow Eater.

Now, it is really time to have to leave.

"A Ying, I feel that my body is getting worse every day." Gu Yan suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

Sensing that the hands that were massaging the soles of his feet suddenly became stiff, Gu Yan lowered his head to look at the top of Chu Ying's hair, but he still didn't stop talking, and continued: "I once told you that even if one day I You're gone, and you have to live well."

"My lord." Chu Ying suddenly said, and looked up at Gu Yan, his eyes were hollow and terrifying, as if he would become a walking dead in the next moment.

Gu Yan endured the pain in his heart, and turned his head away, "I used to think that the future would be long, and I could find a good way to make you dispel the idea of ​​following me, but more than twenty years have passed by, and your idea has not been ignored by time. When it wears down, it becomes more and more prosperous.”

Having said that, Gu Yan gave a wry smile, and then looked at Chu Ying again, but he didn't meet the pair of eyes just now.

Bi Ying remained silent, the eyes looking at Gu Yan had already moved away, and looked straight at a place not far away.

Following Chu Ying's gaze, Gu Yan saw the tombs that had been tidied up by Chu Ying, and for some reason thought of what Elder Wang said.

"I don't want to build a new grave next to my wife. If one day I go, you can bury me in his grave."

Live in the same quilt, die in the same coffin.Even if the tomb is on the side, it can't compare to living and dying together, embracing mountains and rivers.

Gu Yan's eyes flickered, and then he said like a candle, "I know you don't want to wait for three years or 30 years, but I don't want to wait, Ah Ying."

As soon as Gu Yan's voice came out, Chu Ying withdrew his gaze, turned his head, stared at Gu Yan's lips closely, and waited for every word that came out of Gu Yan's mouth.

Gu Yan also looked at Chu Ying, stared into his eyes to the bottom of his heart, and suddenly said: "If one day you see me, you will be as awake as Wang Lao that day..."

Speaking of this, Gu Yan suddenly paused for a moment, seeing Chu Ying closely looking at his silent and terrifying eyes that seemed to have a huge wave gushing out in an instant, he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Withdrawing his feet from Bi Ying's hand, and holding his hand tightly in his own palm, Gu Yan said word by word: "If it really comes to that time, A Ying, you will die for the Lord."

Gu Yan saw that the pair of pupils in front of him, the one and only pair that Chewing Shadow had, suddenly overflowed with vitality.

Those eyes made him suddenly feel that the so-called life does not necessarily mean perfect luck, and the so-called death does not necessarily mean hell.

"A Ying, since Mr. Wang left, you have never called me by any other name."

"Aying, I don't want to just be your master."

"A Ying, I have let go now, why can't you still?"

Gu Yan no longer knew what he said after that, but felt that his eyelids were drooping heavily, and he didn't want to open them any more.

A huge force seemed to want to take him away, and he struggled violently, like a drowning beast.

Darkness, suffocation, depression, and he could no longer find words to describe his feelings at this moment, until he heard a voice from the side of his ear, lightly brushing past his heart, "Inflammation."

At this moment, it seemed that all the pain subsided in an instant, and the corner of Gu Yan's mouth curled up, before exhaling his last breath in this world.