Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

He didn't ask anything, and the fat man's face showed obvious disappointment.He was a little unwilling, so he said without fear of death: "How did the marks under the neckline come from? It's really not the boss who bullied Fellow Daoist Jun, and then Fellow Daoist Jun counterattacked..."

"I didn't do anything at all!" Zhong Ying said firmly.

He was overwhelmed by Jun Buyi from the very beginning, okay?

"Oh." The fat man obviously didn't believe it, he sneaked a look at Zhong Ying's neck, and almost took it off to see clearly.

Zhong Ying twitched the corners of his mouth uncomfortably, and after glancing at Fatty, he pulled up the neckline to completely cover up the red marks.

"Thank you for today's work. If you all want to complete the task and get [-] merit points, I will definitely help you if I can." Zhong Ying waved his hand at Fatty, "It's getting late, so let's go. "

After saying that, Zhong Ying left without hesitation, and his figure disappeared into the cold wind at the end of the path, leaving the two fat people looking at each other in dismay.

"Great, this matter is finally resolved." Qiu Shiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, his nose was red from cold, rubbed his hands, blew warm air into his palms, and suggested weakly, "Let's go back too, it's so cold ah."

"...I think it's even worse." Fatty rubbed his chin with a pensive look on his face, "Boss' behavior just now was too abnormal."

Although Pangdun is also a young chicken, he knows more than Qiu Shiyuan after all, and his thinking is easy to be crooked, and he is not as serious as his companions.

At first when he saw the red mark on Zhong Ying's neck, he thought it was scratched by accident when the two had a quarrel.But Zhong Ying's reaction made Fat Dun think of the erotic pictures he had seen...

While fantasizing, Qiu Shiyuan's nervous voice came from the side: "Senior brother Jun."

Fat Dun followed Qiu Shiyuan's gaze.

Candlelight shimmered through the window lattice, and Jun Buyi stood in the cold light, like a smear of cold moonlight, I don't know how long I stood and listened.

Facing Jun Buyi, who had dim eyes and a calm expression, Fat Dun froze and stammered, "Jun, fellow Taoist, didn't you go back?"

"I didn't go back." Jun Buyi shook his head slightly, and walked towards the fat pier, his long hair and clothes were blown by the wind, and he folded the clouds lightly, "I want to know what the hell you are doing."

"This……"

When he got close, Jun Buyi stopped and asked, "Should you explain it to me?"

Fat Dun looked at the sky and the earth, but he didn't dare to face Jun's surprise, so he was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Did the boss tell you?"

You don't want to wait for the next article.

"Actually, we didn't follow you on purpose. Neither of us went in, so we just let it out. Only the boss went in. Of course, the boss didn't mean anything." Fatty turned his head and explained in a messy manner, "I think the boss treats you It's kind of special, yes, very special."

In the last four words, Fatty finally spoke with some confidence.

"Special?" Jun Buyi repeated in a low voice.

"Yes, the boss actually..." Fat Dun hesitated for a moment, and then said forcefully, "The boss actually likes you! That's why I always want to get your attention."

Unexpectedly: "..."

Qiu Shiyuan looked at Fatty in disbelief, and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Fat Dun comforted himself in his heart, anyway, the boss likes Jun Buyi, and he is helping the boss, so he has no scruples at all when speaking: "The boss has only mentioned you in front of the two of us, and there is a sentence that follows I repeated it many times, and he said: You are different from everyone..."

He talked a lot, and the more Fatty talked, the more he felt that he was doing the right thing, Zhong Ying just had a deep love for Jun Buyi.

Unexpectedly, Jun Buyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips, as if he was a little embarrassed, and some didn't know how to deal with this situation: "But... I'm a man..."

"Boss thought you were a woman before." Fat Dun answered the words very smoothly, "Besides, maybe boss likes men."

"..."

After Jun Buyi left, Fat Dun raised his hand and touched his forehead, lowered his voice: "Fortunately, I didn't settle the score with me."

"I don't think Senior Brother Zhong has that kind of meaning towards Senior Brother Jun." Qiu Shiyuan was timid and sensitive, and wrinkled a small piece of Chubby's sleeve, "You just said that..."

Fat Dun was full of confidence: "Little Shizi, you are still young, if you don't understand these things, I won't be wrong."

Qiu Shiyuan looked at his old friend with a headache.

After Zhong Ying returned to the No. [-] Courtyard, he found that the king was not there, so he went to his bedroom that was leaking from the wind and snow.

Neither Zhong Ying nor Jun Buyi knew how to repair the roof, so this room can only be used to dry clothes temporarily because it cannot be lived in.The clothes hanging in the front have been put away, and today's change of clothes has not been hung up yet, Zhong Ying finally affirmed that "Jun Buyi didn't go back to the yard".

What a coward, Zhong Ying thought, he didn't dare to come back after only looking at him twice.It was obvious that he was the one who got hurt.

After rolling around on the bed for a few times, Zhong Ying got up reluctantly, touched the desk, and continued to copy the Taixuan Sutra by candlelight.

The pen on paper is like a dragon and a snake, and every word is majestic.

After devoting himself to copying, Zhong Ying's ups and downs tonight gradually calmed down.After copying seven or eight pages in a row, Zhong Ying lowered his head lower and lower, and finally fell to the table and fell into a deep sleep.

The word "Tao" was stretched extremely long, and the ink on the paper was still wet, and a few lines of ink were directly printed on Zhong Ying's side face.

Sleeping on the stomach was not comfortable, Zhong Ying's legs were cold and numb, and woke up again from the cold.

Opening his eyes, Zhong Ying saw ink characters smeared on the white paper, and while yawning, crumpled up the discarded paper and threw it into the bamboo basket.

At this time, Zhong Ying thought of Jun's surprise.

Among other things, if you have to choose someone to live in the same yard, Jun Buyi is indeed the best choice, living with him is absolutely comfortable.

Jun Buyi is used to superficiality, he is quiet and quiet on weekdays, he is not noisy, he likes to be clean, and he is generous, so he doesn't need to ask Zhong Ying at all, and he will give Zhong Ying everything he has.He doesn't snore, doesn't grind his teeth, and doesn't have nocturnal excursions... Except for the waste of life, Zhong Ying can't find a single fault with him for the time being.

Of course, the point is that after Zhong Ying falls asleep on the table, he will cover Zhong Ying with a soft and warm cloak, and then help Zhong Ying to copy, until the oil lamp is dimmed, and then wake up Zhong Ying and go to sleep on the bed...

He couldn't fall asleep anyway, so Zhong Ying got up and went to close the pear wood window lattice.

I do not know when it started to snow at night. In the thin light, the velvet-like snowflakes swayed with the wind, and the whole world was so quiet that only the long wind whimpered.

When Zhong Ying stood in front of the window lattice, the cold wind filled his sleeves.After thinking about it, he took the Mohe bamboo umbrella hanging on the wall and went out.

Outside the courtyard were two spiritual fields overgrown with weeds. Zhong Ying was holding a paper umbrella, and when he stepped on the ridge aimlessly, he suddenly froze and looked in the direction of the lake.

A layer of cold mist formed on the surface of the lake, and when the snowflakes fell into the water, there was not even the slightest ripple.In the waterside pavilion by the lake, there sat a clear and elegant figure.

The bamboo curtains of the water pavilion undulated, and the boy's figure was also a little blurred.

It's so late, don't you want to go back to the yard, what are you doing sitting in the waterside pavilion?When Zhong Ying thought this way, he walked towards the lake in a few steps.

As they got closer, Zhong Ying could see the whole picture of the water pavilion clearly.

The stone tables and benches in the waterside pavilion are a bit old, and there is a qin box with scarlet and gold patterns placed on the railing. The guqin in the qin box was taken out and placed on the table, the silver strings glowing with a bit of coldness.

Jun Buyi was wearing the loose white clothes of the Academy, and his black hair was untied, draped over his back with a little dampness.He lowered his eyes, covering the expression in his eyes, his fingers like jade slowly plucked the strings, like a pleasing picture of a fairy exiled on a snowy night.

Probably because he was afraid that the sound of the qin would disturb others at night, Jun Buyi installed a soundproof array in the water pavilion, so that the sound of the qin did not come out at all, and could only echo leisurely around the young man.

How long has he played the guqin here?

Zhong Ying stared at the frost on Jun Buyi's wet hair, and estimated in his heart: It has been at least one or two hours.

For some reason, Zhong Ying suddenly remembered what Daddy Cheap said to him a long time ago.Unlike Zhong Ying who was tired of Jun's surprise, Zhong Yue admired Lianzhong Jun who had been in Yaoguang Academy for more than ten years.

Once, Zhong Yue was gnawing on a spiritual fruit, and while gossiping with Zhong Ying about Lord Lianzhong, he said with a smile, "I almost thought that Prince Chidan had cultivated into a saint who was neither happy nor angry at such a young age, so that The kid just lives well, and won't easily get angry at others."

"He." Zhong Yue raised an eyebrow at Zhong Ying, "When he's in a bad mood, he likes to sit alone and play the guqin all night."

"How do you know?" Zhong Ying asked casually.

"I saw it. Within the range of Yuxin Academy, I, the master of Jiandao, can see everything I want to see." Zhong Yue waved his sleeves majestically, "Son, do you want to see it?"

Later, Zhong Ying did discover that Jun Buyi had this habit.

Until Lord Lianzhong joined the Tao, no one in this world could touch his heartstrings.

"So I'm really annoyed." Zhong Ying muttered softly, rubbing the tip of his nose, and walked towards the water pavilion.

Stepping through the sound insulation array, the low and slow sound of the piano is endless. Tonight is calm, cold and snowy, but the sound of the piano is quieter than the night, colder than the wind and snow.

Zhong Ying stood outside the bamboo curtain holding the ink lotus umbrella, opened a corner of his white fingers, and the young man playing casually became clearer and more real.

In his youth, Jun Buyi had a beautiful and thin appearance. He looked harmless to humans and animals, and was a bit fragile. Of course, this frailty was not the kind of frailty that "cannot lift shoulders or lift hands" of ordinary people, but rather "not good at killing". "The delicate.

But how can the prince that Chongming put all his efforts to cultivate be a real vase?

At least, when Jun Buyi grabbed Zhong Ying's neck in the bathroom, Zhong Ying could be sure of one thing, that Jun Buyi had blood and life on his hands.

If he hadn't really killed someone, it would be impossible to have the kind of murderous aura that made Zhong Ying's blood boil.

When the curtain came to an end, the sound of the piano gradually slowed down.

Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows: "When do you want to play?"

Jun Buyi never raised his eyes, his lips turned pale, "I don't want to play anymore, I will go back naturally."

"Why are you so narrow-minded?" Zhong Ying curled his lips, unable to understand, "Is it necessary to lose your temper by yourself? What can't be solved by fighting?"

"..."

Just when Zhong Ying felt that Jun Buyi would not pay attention to him, Jun Buyi casually plucked the strings with his fingertips: "I don't want to bathe with others, not because I am a woman, but because..."

"Because of what?"

"Cover your ugliness."

"Ah?" Zhong Ying suspected that he had heard wrong.

Jun Buyi's voice was flat: "Unyielding has been ugly since childhood, so he can only cover up his true appearance with a mask."

Zhong Ying: "...are you kidding me?"