Substitute thought

Huaiyu passed away, and the queen mother passed away.

Shortly after the Queen Mother passed away, General Liu also passed away due to excessive grief.

It's almost the same as the time in the previous life.

Doing it all over again, Fuyou seems to have changed nothing.

The operation process of this small world was arranged early in the morning. The fate of everyone in it, when they will live and when they will die, are all arranged.

When Fuyou seriously proposed this conjecture to Qin Gou again, they were still in front of Huaiyu's mourning hall.

Fuyou was dressed in coarse sackcloth and a white cloth, knelt on a soft cushion, and kowtowed to those who came to express their condolences.

He really became Huaiyu's widow.

Qin Gou only thought that he was overly sad and thinking wildly.

"Fuyou, I am sure that I have severed all connections between this world and the control center last time. It is impossible for the control center to supervise this place. The time of their death is exactly the same as in the previous life. I am afraid it is doomed."

Fuyou asked him back: "Who predestined? Who can predetermine the fate of a living person?"

"It was destined." In fact, Qin Gou couldn't answer, "If the influence of the control center has not been broken, how can you say these words? You will be suppressed."

Fuyou Dingding said: "Because the control of words is only the control on the surface, and there are deeper influences."

Qin Gou asked him again: "What about General Liu? General Liu should have died seven years ago, but he has lived until now."

"Because he, like me, committed suicide in his previous life." Fuyou said, "This is the only freedom for people here. They can't choose when to be born, but they can choose when to commit suicide. If they don't commit suicide, then You have to obediently wait for the set death date to arrive.”

Qin Gou looked at him: "Fuyou, you're crazy."

Fuyou didn't speak, turned around and continued to kowtow to the visitors.

He rang the chime and recited the evocative poems.

Qin Gou hugged him, held his hand, and tried to take the small wooden hammer that struck the bell from his hand.

He hugged Fuyou and pressed against his cheek: "Fuyou, don't do this, you are too tired, you should rest for a while."

Huaiyu was wearing the wedding dress when he was married when Huaiyu was about to leave, and Fuyou buried the hairpin skirt she wore with him, leaving only the gold hairpin that fell on the ground.

Fuyou sold the small house, put the bookcase on his back again, shook the wooden duo, and wanted to go north to collect poems.

Qin Gou knew what he wanted to do. He wasn't going to collect poems. He was going to find the wall of the control center, the place Qin Gou took him to last time, and then follow the wall to find more things. .

He has always loved freedom the most.

But Qin Gou still didn't believe his deduction and wanted to keep him.

He held Fuyou in his arms, coaxing him in a soft voice: "You are so energetic now, don't go out for a while, what you want to do, I will let others do it, okay?"

Fuyou shook his head, and said lightly: "I must go there by myself."

"Fuyou, don't be self-willed, be obedient..."

As soon as he said this, Fuyou raised his head to look at him: "Qin Gou, are you looking after me? Who do you think you are?"

Qin Gou paused, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Fuyou has been crying for the past few days, and his eyes are red.

He looked at Qin Gou aggressively: "We haven't reconciled yet, as I said, after 80 years, if I calm down, we will reconcile again. What are you doing now?"

Qin Gou hugged him: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, I said something wrong, I shouldn't have ordered you, I'm sorry."

Fuyou struggled hard, trying to push him away: "Qin Gou, let go..." He couldn't pull away, and was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Let go, let me go..."

Qin Gou hugged him tightly: "I know, you're going to the northwest to find that wall, I'll accompany you, don't cry."

"You don't need to accompany me." Fuyou gritted his teeth and looked at him ferociously, "You are the one recorded in the control center, they will supervise you, and they will definitely supervise you. If you really help me, stop pestering me I, be your emperor well, and stabilize their side first."

Qin Gou hugged him and didn't let go for a moment. Fuyou kicked and hit him in his arms, and even opened his mouth to bite his shoulder.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault..." Fuyou cried out of breath, tears streamed all over his face, and his words were almost howled by a little beast, "If you didn't come, there wouldn't be so many things , They did so many things just to kill you, it's all your fault, it's all you..."

He cried and bit Qin Gou's shoulder until it was dripping with blood.

"Stop pestering me, I hate you to death, because of you, everyone here will pave the way for you, and everyone will die twice. I can't do anything, it's useless, I hate you to death, I hate myself..."

While Fuyou was talking, he also felt that he was making trouble for no reason.

Actually, what happened to Guan Qingou?Qin Gou was also thrown over to die.

After all, this small world is a small world doomed to death.

Fuyou's voice dropped, his head was buried in Qin Gou's arms, and his two hands were tightly grabbing Qin Gou's skirt, almost tearing it apart.

"Qin Gou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too uncomfortable...I...I shouldn't have said that..."

Fuyou spoke incoherently, sobbing all over.

Qin Gou hugged him and patted him on the back tenderly: "I know, you are too sad, it's not your fault. I hope you hate me instead of yourself."

Fuyou just lowered his head, didn't speak, hugged him with both hands, and wailed loudly.

It was not until night that Fuyou calmed down. He brought the medicine box over and bandaged Qin Gou's wound.

He sat in front of Qin Gou and wiped the blood on Qin Gou's shoulder with a handkerchief, which he had bitten out.

Fuyou's eyes were swollen from crying, they were still red, but the expression in his eyes was peaceful.

His tone also calmed down: "Our business has to be put aside for now. I'm not in the mood to talk about reconciliation with you now. I'm going to the northwest. It doesn't matter if I look for it forever. I just want freedom."

He has made up his mind, and no one can persuade him to come back.

Qin Gou opened his mouth, and finally said only one sentence: "I will always be last."

Fuyou nodded, with a candid expression: "Yes, on my side, you will always be at the end. After I have dealt with everything, I will start thinking about your affairs. Freedom is far more important than you."

Qin Gou was so aggrieved, Fuyou felt a little distressed when he saw it, smiled, and stroked his hair: "So you are number one with me."

Qin Gou choked for a moment, after all, it was still his own fault.

Fuyou plucked his ear: "I didn't force you, it depends on your own wishes, you can regret it anytime."

Qin Gou's upper body was bare, and the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, so he hugged him like this.

"I don't regret it. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will obey your orders."

"Then leave me alone, go back to the Imperial City, be your emperor well, and stabilize the situation."

"Okay, okay." Qin Gou responded repeatedly, "Listen to you, I'll go back."

Fu You hugged him back, lowered his head, kissed the wound on his shoulder, and wiped away the overflowing blood.

If even life and death are in the hands of others, Fu You doesn't know the meaning of such freedom.

All over again, they're just repeating the same mistakes.

Fuyou never accepts that he has put in so much effort, but this is what he got in return.

He carried the bookcase on his back, shook the wooden duo, and walked in the desert facing the wind and sand in the northwest, trying to find the wall that Qin Gou took him to see last time, and break through that wall.

Qin Gou, who tore apart the prison with his own hands, didn't believe what he said at first, but Fuyou was determined, so he reluctantly believed it.

Until the eighth year, when he committed suicide in his previous life.

Fuyou once said that in the year when he was supposed to commit suicide, there was always a voice in his ear, telling him to commit suicide.

He thus suspects that the world is still under the supervision of the control center.

The eighth year of Fuyou's death in the previous life should be the year Qin Gou committed suicide, and Qin Gou also heard this voice.

On New Year's Eve of this year, the palace guards outside the wall knocked and bang, as if it exploded in Qin Gou's ears.

He opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up, and walked out of the palace barefoot.

"Where is Fuyou? Fuyou?"

A voice whispered in his ear: "Fuyou is dead, Fuyou doesn't want you anymore, you should go to him, go to him, and beg him to forgive."

Cui Zhi, who was guarding the door outside, heard the movement, and quickly opened the door to enter.

As soon as he opened the door and came in, he saw Qin Gou holding a long knife and gesturing at his neck.

Cui Zhi was startled, and hurried forward, trying to grab the knife.

Qin Gou took a step back and asked sharply, "Where's Fuyou? Where did Fuyou go?"

Cui Zhi was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, help the young master to go to the northwest to collect poems..."

Qin Gou's eyes turned red immediately, and he choked up and said, "You are talking nonsense, Fuyou is dead, Fuyou was forced to death by me, Fuyou doesn't want me anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Cui Zhi turned his head and winked, and the guards rushed up, held down the madman's Qin hook, and snatched the knife from his hand.

No one knew what happened, Qin Gou suddenly went crazy, but he was so strong that several guards couldn't hold him down, so he just wanted to find Fuyou.

Without looking at it for a while, he picked up the knife.

The emperor made it like this, the queen mother was dead, and there was no one in the court to take charge of the overall situation, so Cui Zhi could only invite the princes and families to come first.

However, the princes did not help to deal with the government affairs in vain. It didn't take long for the court situation to be unstable.

Cui Zhi really had no choice, so he quickly sent someone to the northwest to look for Fuyou, and asked him to come back and take a look.

At that time, Fuyou was still running around in the desert with a bamboo stick. When he received the news, it was already several months later.

He rushed back to the imperial capital with his attendants, and as soon as he opened the door of the Yangju Hall, he saw Qin Gou sitting on the main seat reviewing the memorial.

It looks like nothing is different.

Fuyou almost thought that he had been deceived, but the next moment, Qin Gou raised his head and saw him, his fierce eyes lit up instantly.

He stood up abruptly and rushed towards Fuyou, but only heard a "crash", he turned over the memorial on the table, and a few iron chains behind him restrained his actions.

Fu You looked at Cui Zhi in surprise, and Cui Zhi hurriedly said: "Young Master Fu, Your Majesty is really crazy, we have nothing to do, if not, Your Majesty will definitely commit suicide."

Qin Gou wants to commit suicide?

Fuyou turned back, looked at Qin Gou, and said softly, "This is the eighth year."

It turned out that Qin Gou died this year.

Like him, he committed suicide.

Fuyou took a step forward, Qin Gou's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and let out a beast-like cry: "Fuyou..."

Fuyou waved to Cui Zhi, telling them to go down first, and then walk towards Qin Gou.

The palace door behind him was gently closed, and Fuyou strode towards Qin Gou: "Qin Gou, what year is it now?"

"The eighth year, the eighth year." Qin Gou whimpered, "The eighth year after you left, Fuyou, I know I was wrong, I miss you very much, I miss you every day..."

It seems that his memory has returned to his previous life.

Fu You said lightly: "You miss me very much? But I don't miss you either."

"I know, I have corrected it, I have corrected it all, you forgive me, forgive me..."

Fuyou stepped forward and hugged him with open arms: "Qin Gou, this is not the eighth year, it has started again."

Qin Gou was tall and wept in his arms, "I didn't start again, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I want to find you... I know, they all want me to die, but I really want to die, I want to see you, I love you, I love you..."

He cried and knelt down on the ground, at Fuyou's feet, holding the hem of his clothes with both hands.

It turned out that Qin Gou spent the eighth year in his previous life with such a mood.

Fuyou stretched out his hand and patted his head: "Good boy."

Fuyou took over the government.

In Qin Gou's current situation, it was really difficult to deal with the government.

He wants to be with Fuyou all the time, asking Fuyou if he has forgiven himself.

Fuyou doesn't answer each time, but just strokes his hair to make him behave better.

He didn't know when he would be able to recover, and Fuyou didn't want to stay in the imperial capital for a long time. After deliberating for a long time, he finally decided to leave the throne to Yan Zhi, and took Qin Gou to the northwest by himself.

Yan Zhi is his elder brother who knows the basics and has a gentle temper, so he should be a wise king.

Of course, the throne belongs to Qin Gou, and he also asked Qin Gou what he meant.

Unexpectedly, Qin Gou said, "He was originally meant to be the emperor."

Fu You frowned: "What did you say? You passed the throne to him in your previous life?"

Qin Gou nodded: "Well, that's my plan."

"why?"

"Because you will like it." Qin Gou said seriously, "You like a benevolent emperor. I will make him a prince first, and then make him rebel. I can give him the throne with my own hands."

This was all that happened after Fuyou's death in his previous life.

Doing it all over again is also correct, all restarts are reincarnation.

Fuyou didn't know, Qin Gou never told him.

Qin Gou hugged him: "Fuyou, I love you, I can do anything for you, don't want me, don't want me, forgive me..."

Fuyou still just stroked his hair: "Good boy."

In the winter of the eighth year, the exact same scene as in the previous life is reappearing.

Yan Zhi ascended the throne.In the heavy snow, Cui Zhi drove the carriage and left the imperial capital, just like taking Qin Gou's body to be buried with Fuyou in his previous life.

Qin Gou hugged Fuyou: "Fuyou, did you forgive me?"

Fuyou stroked his hair and said softly: "Not yet."

A few months later, the carriage arrived in the northwest.

Fuyou took Qin Gou out of the carriage, and said to Cui Zhi, "Just rest here for a while, I'll take him to do some things."

Cui Zhi nodded: "Yes."

The carriage stopped by a dead tree, Cui Zhi fastened the reins of the horses, then climbed into the carriage, lay down on his back, ready to rest for a while.

Fuyou took Qin Gou's hand and led him up the sand dunes.

Fuyou was wearing Qin Gou's cloak, and the cloak mopped the ground, kicking up sand and dust.

The cold wind blew, almost blowing his hood off, Fuyou stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and looked back at Qin Gou.

"The original wall is here, and everyone here is trapped here, just to accompany you and let you die, repeating back and forth, going round and round."

Qin Gou looked at him, only thought he was good-looking, but didn't know what he meant: "Fuyou, did you forgive me today?"

"Not yet." Fuyou blinked, "Qin Gou, do you want to try?"

Although he didn't understand what Fuyou was saying, Qin Gou must have nodded at what Fuyou said, "Yeah."

"If everyone here is created by the control center to make you die, have you ever thought about what would happen if you really died?"

Fuyou took out a dagger from his sleeve, and said the most ridiculous words in a serious tone: "Qin Gou, if you asked me to kill you, I will forgive you, okay?"

Qin Gou nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

Fuyou smiled, and gently covered his eyes: "Qin Gou, then I forgive you."

The wind kept moving, and in the carriage under the withered tree, Cui Zhi followed the setting, clutching his heart, and walked towards the predetermined death.

This is Fuyou's final deduction. Since the control center created this world to kill Qin Gou, and since the control center arranged for him to kill Qin Gou, then if he really kills Qin Gou, they can get a glimpse of the world beyond this world. the truth.

In the ark, the administrators in the supervision room laughed out loud again and celebrated happily.

"Okay, okay, this time it can be regarded as dead, and it's really good to plan."

"So it's finally..."

"No!" An administrator rushed to the control panel, "That Fuyou is back!"

"It's okay, it's okay, he's a scholar, he's easier to deal with than Qin Gou, he turns on advanced protection, turns on..."

The next moment, a lingering figure appeared on the surveillance screen again.

"What did Hades eat to grow up? Why can't he die? How many times has this happened?"

"It's okay, this time it wasn't us who did it, this time it was Fuyou who did it himself, he should have come to seek revenge from Fuyou."

The administrator speculated that they all gathered around the control panel and stared closely.

"Look, look, he went to get a weapon. He really came to find Fuyou to seek revenge. It would be best for these two people to fight and lose both, and then we go out..."

On the screen, Qin Gou tugged Fuyou's sleeve, led him to pry open the warehouse, and picked out a weapon that was in his hand.

Then, put it in Fuyou's hand.

He spent about ten minutes teaching Fuyou how to fire a gun.

He didn't come to seek revenge, he came to protect Fuyou.

He is the most loyal puppy in the world, no matter what Fuyou does to him, he can pick himself up and follow him wagging his tail.

Besides, before killing him, Fuyou actually said that he forgave him, which is a great joy.

Qin Gou lived in this world only for one thing - to please Fuyou.

And Fuyou, who looked like an exiled immortal in a cloak and tied up his hair, raised his heavy gun and pointed it at the administrators.

The wind came from nowhere, and the hair scattered on his forehead was blown, and he raised his eyes with astonishment.

Across the screen, an unprecedented oppression came.

With a bang, the screen cracked, and the administrators were so frightened that they fell to the ground, still in shock.

"It's over, we seem to have provoked someone who is even better than the king of Hades, Fuyou..."

Qin Gou told Fuyou before that the control center is actually a big ship, traveling in time and space.

In the dark and deep bottom cabin, there are countless small compartments. Inside the compartments are rows of iron shelves. Many glass jars are neatly placed on the shelves. Inside the jars, things like fireflies flicker. , flickering.

Fuyou first found the compartment of the small world he was in, went in, and found Huaiyu's, Empress Dowager Liu's, and others' jars.

It turned out that their whole life was locked in the jar like this.

He raised the heavy gun, smashed the window, then hugged the jar to the window, opened the lid, and let out the firefly in the jar.

Qin Gou helped him carry the jar and put everything out.

It was also pitch black outside the window. After the fireflies flew out, they were clearly extinguished, and soon disappeared into the night sky.

Fuyou opened two or three jars, but there was no time, and the sound of footsteps and machines running could already be heard outside the door.

Fuyou simply picked up the heavy gun again, recalled how Qin Gou taught him just now, and then pulled the trigger.

With a bang, an iron shelf fell down, and all the glass jars on the shelf shattered.

A gust of wind came, and countless fireflies swam towards the dark night sky.

People in the small world, in the eyes of people here, are like a speck of dust.

But now the dust, like a storm, whizzed and circled in front of them.

Fuyou turned around and aimed at the shelf on the other side.

There was another crash.

After finishing this task, the machine in the control center was still hovering outside the door.

Fuyou put down the heavy gun, propped himself up, and turned to look at Qin Gou.

Both of them were in a panic, one had his hair disheveled by the wind, and the other had a dagger stuck in his heart.

Fuyou stretched out his hand and touched Qin Gou's blood that hadn't dried up: "Why can't you die? How many times is this the first time?"

But Qin Gou said: "Fuyou, you agreed to forgive me."

"Yeah." Fu Youdou shot and grabbed his neck with both hands, "I forgive you, forgive you for being stupid before, forgive you for bullying me before."

Qin Gou was finally happy and hugged him too.

He took out two bright red fruits from his sleeve: "Tomato, I just got it from the warehouse. You said you like it before, so I'll give it to you."

When the white searchlight from the control center came in, Fuyou and Qin Gou were eating tomatoes by the window, watching the bright light and shadow outside the window.

From this moment on, all souls yearning for freedom will break free and flow towards freedom without any scruples.

Fuyou and Qin Gou, who were wreaking havoc in the control center, were caught.

The flashing light in the control center was too flashing, Fuyou was not used to it.

Fuyou stood in front of the height ruler, holding a board—his code name and name were written on the board. The light flickered, and Fuyou couldn't help but raise his hand to block it.

The machine is also very helpless: "Please don't cover your eyes."

Fuyou cut his hair, raised his head, tried to open his eyes wide, and left his first photo in the control center—the photo of being in prison.

His jade crown was broken, and in order to prevent him from carrying weapons, his outer clothes were also untied, and he was wearing a snow-white middle coat with bare feet.His hair hangs down and hangs on his shoulders, which makes his face whiter and red, as warm as jade.

In the photo, Fuyou frowned slightly, but with a slight smile on his lips, he looked like a weak scholar.

But only the administrators know that this is a literati who is more "insane" than Hades.

His "criminal tool" was still put aside for evidence, a heavy gun.

He used this thing to liberate all the people who controlled the small world where the center had been operating for many years.

The biggest thing Qin Gou, the King of Hades, committed was smashing the control panel and cutting off the connection of a small world.

Fortunately for Fuyou, he just came and let everyone go.

"Turn around, please."

Fuyou turned around, took pictures from the right and left.

Then Qin Gou came over to shoot, the same process.

When the control center came to arrest people, Qin Gou desperately protected Fuyou. He was even more embarrassed than Fuyou. His coat was stained with blood and his hair was loose, but his hair was not as soft as Fuyou's. He looked like a lion with fried fur.

In the end, the two of them shot together.

The two stood side by side, both holding boards and raising their heads slightly, their eyes and demeanor were exactly the same arrogance and dominance, incomparable.

Qin Gou said, "Fuyou, we're taking wedding photos."

Fuyou frowned: "What is this?"

"That's why we got married."

"Qin Gou, don't push yourself too hard. I just said I forgive you. I haven't said I want to marry you yet."

When Fuyou said this, he turned his head to look at him, Qin Gou held his side face, touched Fuyou's thorn on his heart with his thumb, and pressed the blood from the thorn on Fuyou's forehead.

Then Qin Gou kissed him as if no one was around, and Fuyou raised his head slightly, accommodating to his movements.

"I love you forever."

Fuyou and Qin Gou are a match made in heaven.