Mozun always loves duplicity

The morning light penetrated through the window, Yunze opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed, without moving for a long time.

The day before his bicentennial birthday, he became limping.He lay down for a while, making sure that he could no longer feel the existence of his legs, he pursed his lips and sat up on the bed.

"Yunze, Yunze!" The door was pushed open suddenly, and Feng Qi came up to him with a bouquet of flowers, "Look, this is the chasing grass of the Daoist sect."

"Chasing the wind?" Yunze was stunned for a moment, reached out to take it, and asked with a smile, "This is obviously a flower, why is it called a grass?"

Feng Qi scratched his face, rolled his eyes, and clapped his hands to tell him a story.

Yunze leaned on the bed and listened to his nonsense, not in a hurry, with a smile on his face, gentle and gentle.

After Feng Qi finished telling the story, he looked down and saw that he was still sitting on the bed, so he couldn't help standing up, "Why don't you pay it back? Want to be lazy? You agreed to go around the city with me today."

Yunze's face froze for a moment, he heard his own heartbeat in his ears, and a wave of unwillingness surged up, but in the end he just smiled and said: "Master, I seem to be unable to stand up."

He watched Feng Qi's eyes gradually widen, filled with shock.After a long while, he opened his mouth slowly, and patted him on the back as if he didn't mind, "It's okay, it's okay, your master can make a wheelchair, isn't it great?"

"Great." He said, bowing his head and coughing.

Feng Qi hurried to the table to pour water for him.When he turned around, Yunze's smile disappeared.

He was leaving, and that was his only thought.Even if he doesn't want to leave again, there is no way.

The loss of feeling in both legs was like a signal that Yunze's body was rapidly deteriorating.Although it was useless for Feng Qi to search for herbs, he couldn't even delay for a little time.

Yunze felt that he was getting more and more lethargic, and maybe one day he would not be able to wake up.

One night, he woke up with a rare start.A soft cry came from outside the house—it was Feng Qi.

He clenched his fists tightly. The most satisfying thing for him in the past was when Feng Qi cast all his eyes on him. That focused and unique eyes satisfied him.

But now he regrets it, because he is going to die, and he will leave this pain to him forever and ever.

He opened his eyes until dawn, when Feng Qi came to his bedside, his first words were, "Master, go make some friends."

Feng Qi looked down at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Maybe this is fate, Feng Qi met Lin Zhiyun not long after, and then brought Ji Fu along.

Yun Ze tried his best to smile at them, but when he saw Master talking to them with a smile, he became jealous.But it was useless to be jealous, he could no longer drive people away.Instead, he pushed Feng Qi outward all day long.

Feng Qi also understood what he was thinking, but every time he pretended that he was just going out with his friends to have fun.Every time, he would tell Yunze to keep the door open for him.

During the golden autumn, many leaves of the trees in the Holy Demon Palace turned yellow.Yunze sat under the tree in the courtyard, his breathing gradually became short of breath.

He coughed violently a few times, his heart and lungs were burning with pain.

The deadline is approaching.

Holding the wheelchair, he arrived at the stone table, took out the pen and paper he had prepared, and left the last letter with the pen.He hoped that Feng Qi would destroy everything he kept and treat him as someone who never existed.He resented himself, resented his powerlessness, so he could only do this.

"This is the best ending, I wish you all the best."

He folded the letter and held it in his hand. He didn't have the strength to move it anymore. He saw the chasing grass on the window sill, and a few petals fell in the autumn wind.

withered.

Feng Qi stepped back to the Holy Demon Palace by stepping on the last twilight of the setting sun.He pushed open the courtyard door, and in his hand was a new bunch of chasing grass.

"Yunze, this grass is amazing, it opened again at the Taoist gate..."

He walked in with a smile, and when he saw the silent people in the courtyard, he pursed his lips, walked to his side, and put the flowers into his arms.

"See you in the next life."

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