Shark Breeding Manual

Yun Gui looked at the endless sea and sighed silently, he was going to die!

It's just that he didn't expect to meet Qingyan again at the beach. The coldness on Qingyan's face had dissipated, and he just looked at the ocean sadly.

Yun Gui couldn't understand what it was like for a person whose hometown is seawater, but can no longer touch the ocean. He looked at Qingyan, not knowing whether it was hatred or resentment. If it wasn't for him, he would never have come to this point, but now There is no point in being persistent, and he finally just asked:

"If you had known today, would you have betrayed your people?"

Seeing that he was full of demonic energy, Qing Yan laughed at himself and did not answer.

Yungui asked again:

"Qingyan, you said that you ate human hearts to escape the wheel of death, but why do I still die after eating so many human hearts?"

After hearing this, Qing Yan looked at him with an inexplicable expression, both sad and mocking, and finally couldn't help crying.

Qingyan left in a daze after crying, Yungui stood by the sea, he knew that Luo Jin would know everything after returning, this was the last thing he wanted, but he still wanted to see him again.

I don't know how long it took, he felt that his blood was about to coagulate, and he finally saw Luo Jin and Lu Butou and his party behind him.

Yun Gui's footsteps were even floating a little, for fear that he would be swept away by the tide if he was not careful, his thin clothes rattled in the wind, he looked over from a distance and saw Luo Jin in the crowd at a glance.

The distance was too far, Yungui couldn't see that person's expression clearly, he was afraid that there would be hatred and disgust in those warm eyes.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest. He raised his hand and looked at his trembling fingertips. The pain was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he almost vomited blood.

But I still want to take a look, just take a look!

Anyway, he was going to die, and after a long distance in the mountains and rivers, for thousands of years, he would never see him again.

But when he raised his head, Luo Jin came in with only endless sadness and tenderness in his eyes. His face was haggard and tired, and his brows were frowning like he couldn't show his face in this life, but he looked at himself, still gentle and soft:

"Yungui."

Yun Gui tilted his head slightly, and said hoarsely:

"Luo Jin, I'm sorry."

The background was the sky as red as tea. Luo Jin heard that his eyes became hot, and the pain in his eyes became more entangled. The white lotus in the corner of his clothes was flying in the wind. He was still a little confused after Fu Yushu's death. Yun Gui was not a person who could hide. Those lies were actually pretty badass.

But he couldn't bear to expose it, he deliberately made himself not think about it, he deliberately made himself stupid and clumsy, he didn't know, if the truth was like this, how should he deal with himself?

But when this day really came, Luo Jin watched the blade return towards Yun, but Luo Jin subconsciously held Yun Gui in his arms as he did thousands of times in the past. His chest was pierced by the sharp blade. Pain, more of it turned out to be relief.

Yun Gui was almost swallowed by the huge fear, like a beast biting his head. He watched Luo Jin fall on his body, and warm blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth:

"Luo Jin, no... Luo Jin!"

With difficulty, Luo Jin raised his hand to wipe away the tears that Yun Gui had already shed, and said softly:

"Yun Gui, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

His tears seemed unstoppable, and his suppressed whimper was like the cry of a little beast before it died. Luo Jin raised his hand and held him in his arms. He suddenly remembered that year in Penglian Street. Standing there watching, his eyes filled with sadness, let him just take a look

This fall, determined to make his brows not stained with sadness.

That's because he didn't know that one day he would love this person so much, and even discarded his conscience for him, but if he did it all over again, he would still take this person home and take good care of him, but Luo Jin thought, at that time Maybe he can do a better job and not let him cry as much as he is now.

His reassurance seemed to have worked, and after a long time Yun Gui said:

"Luo Jin, don't die, don't die!."

Hearing that Luo Jin's voice was sweet, he swallowed the mouthful of blood, pitifully caressed the scar on Yun Gui's face, lowered his head and kissed softly, his voice was brisk with a smile, his eyes were gentle and heavy, dark The ups and downs of despair and grief.

Luo Jin comforted him: "It doesn't matter, there is still the next life, I will definitely go to you, this time I will definitely be faster than you, and I won't make you wait again."

Yun Gui wept unceasingly, he wanted to say that he had no next life, his empty heart was now filled with regret and despair, as if his body was swept by a wave and fell into an endless abyss.

But he looked at Luo Jin, finally cried and nodded:

"Okay, next life, next life...I'll wait for you."

"Okay, wait for me."

Luo Jin smiled and closed his eyes, his hand suddenly fell from Yungui's shoulder, accompanied by a slight convulsive tremor, then he slowly took a breath, his body pressed down heavily, Yungui went crazy same cry:

"Luo Jin!! Luo Jin, don't die, look at me!! Luo Jin! There is no next life, look at me, don't die, there is no next life!!"

But no matter how much he cried and shouted, there was only the sound of the surging tide.

The incomparable sea water was calling for his return, Yun Gui's desperate call, but his voice slowly turned into sea water and dissolved in the boundless ocean with another wave of waves, and there was no sound anymore.

Spoiler: Luo Jin

Modern daily episodes:

When Luo Jin woke up in the morning, he realized that the weather was extremely cold today. He half-closed his eyes and opened the curtains.

Seeing that it snowed heavily outside at some point, the whole world turned white overnight, and his fingers were almost numb from the cold. He pulled his hair and wanted to just fall asleep like this.

Just thinking about today's agreement to go to the hometown with my parents to visit relatives, I still reluctantly dug myself out of the bed. His mother had already called his phone several times. While brushing his teeth, he said vaguely The meeting will be here, let them wait for him at home.

After washing in a hurry, he took a gray-blue knitted sweater from the closet, a stylish black overcoat, wrapped it in a blue and white scarf that didn't suit his style, and hurried out the door.

The towel was very long, he wrapped it twice randomly and hung it over his knees. For some reason, he always prefers blue, dark blue, pink blue, like the sky or the sea.

When I was almost downstairs, I called his mother, and after a while, I saw his parents coming down, and asked him if he had eaten?

After being denied, he nagged a few words strangely, and handed him the steamed stuffed bun in the bag, Luo Jin said:

"You are really good at it. You still have time to make buns early in the morning. How convenient it is to buy them at the door."

His mother said: "The outside is not clean, you eat takeaway every day, and it will damage your body sooner or later."

Luo Jin dealt with breakfast three times and then drove on the road. He didn't forget to reply:

"You can't expect me to order."

His mother scolded with a smile, and began to talk about Li's family, Luo Jin pretended not to hear it, anyway, the topic would always turn to him soon.

Sure enough, after a while, Mother Luo came up to inquire:

"You have a new job now, how do you feel?"

Luo Jin summed up all the following problems in one sentence: "The job is very good, and there are no girls."

Mother Luo was choked speechless, and muttered for a while:

"There are no lesbians, aren't there gay men?"

Luo Jin groaned, glanced at his father in the rearview mirror and said:

"Our mother's thinking is really avant-garde."

His father smiled and said nothing, Luo's mother snorted angrily but changed the subject, Luo Jin was glad that he escaped.

He is almost [-] now, and everyone says that he stands at [-]. When he was young, his parents were worried about his puppy love. After all, the young man is really energetic.

Who would have known not to fall in love early, it's time to fall in love at dusk, and my son still hasn't moved, and since he was a child, there has been no one who has been tempted.

Luo's mother was wondering if her son was the one, but she was embarrassed to say that after a year of self-education, she finally accepted that it was okay to be a man, but Luo Jin couldn't laugh or cry when she heard the news.

Just tell her not to worry about it.

Speaking of which, Luo Jin didn't know what was going on. He had never met anyone who was attracted to him since he was a child. Seeing other people holding hands and stepping into the marriage hall one by one sweetly, he always felt that it was meaningless.

Somewhat unexplainable is that he occasionally dreams, in which there is a vast and boundless sea, the sea water is constantly churning up and down, and his heart goes up and down accordingly, and when he wakes up, he touches his face, which is full of tears.

He himself couldn't figure out what was going on. He asked a psychiatrist, but he didn't know why.

Only occasionally, he would have some very strong and profound emotions, which were inexplicable, and they always disappeared suddenly before he could react.

Then he will feel empty.

My heart seems to be missing a piece, and I always feel empty, unable to go up or down, hanging in mid-air, dangling, with no landing point.

All the way to the small town safely and smoothly, Luo's father and Luo's mother took Luo Jin to meet someone, Luo Jin saw that he had nothing to do, so he took the opportunity to leave.

His family lived here before, but because Luo Jin developed outside and bought a house, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth, he took the old couple there and went back at the end of the year after the New Year.

He bought a bag of pistachios from the small shop at the door, greeted those he knew and didn't know, and walked around the path.

He didn’t stop until he passed by the place he loved most when he was a child. It was the tomb of his great-great-grandfather. Layers of soil steps were piled up very high. Next to it was a huge tree with an exceptionally dense crown. When he was a child, he Often climb up to play.

He thought for a while and saluted his ancestors, took a pistachio in his mouth, breathed into his palm, and then climbed up.

He didn't know if he could hug the huge sycamore tree. The outstretched branches were like intricate umbrella ribs, and the dense green leaves were its umbrella cover, like a pool of green water splashed with ink covering the sky above his head. Canopy.

He squinted his eyes to look at the tree, but he saw a touch of bright red softly blooming in the ultimate green, like a beautiful crabapple on the branch. The boy in red.

The young man's clothes were different from his usual clothes, his long black hair was tied high behind his head, dancing wantonly with the rustling leaves fluttering behind him.

Standing on a branch, he tilted his head and looked at the pistachio in Luo Jin's hand. In the sparse shadow of the tree, he saw that face was extremely fair, with a kind of innocence and dullness that did not know the world.

"what is this?"

Luo Jin suddenly lost weight, and he seemed to see countless waves of sea water churning, black and whimpering with the frenzied wind, and he seemed to suddenly understand what he was doing.

He is looking for someone.

He stood there, as if thousands of years had passed, his body temperature gradually cooled, his skin was gradually honed by Feng Shui and the sun to form a hard outline, his body was stiff, his blood was coagulated, he was like a stone, silent .

However, there was only one person who could bring him back to life. He heard the sound of his body rusting after a long time, his body temperature warmed up, and his blood flowed like a stream.

He opened his mouth and sent out a decadent greeting for thousands of years:

"Yungui."