Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

Yao Bozhou was like a ray of light, illuminating the originally dark and narrow street. His body was translucent, as if it would fall apart when blown by the wind. Huo Zhimian stared at him closely, as if the other party would disappear in the blink of an eye. generally.

But he just stared at the front quietly, facing the face that was exactly the same as him but completely different, Yao Peizhou exhausted his whole life of cultivation and experience to manage to stabilize his emotions and not let himself look like a panicked child.

"Brother..." Yao Peizhou kept muttering to himself, really unwilling to believe that what he saw was real.

Huo Zhimian sat paralyzed on the ground, her eyes seemed to reflect a bright moonlight, and tears kept rolling in her eyes. She tried her best to restrain her emotions, clenched her clothes desperately, and asked tremblingly, "Bo boat... Is that you? Mooring the boat."

Yao Bozhou looked back at her, slowly bent down and squatted down, staring quietly at Huo Zhimian, with gentle brows and eyes full of smiles, he said, "It's me, it's me."

"You..." Huo Zhimian stared at him blankly, tears rolled down the moment his eyes met, mixed with blood and dripped on her skirt.She never imagined that one day she would meet this man again, and therefore she never imagined how she would react until that day came.

She stretched out her hand trying to touch him, but when her fingertips touched his cheek, she found that it was just a phantom, and her hand passed through Yao Bozhou's face.

"No...no..." Huo Zhimian tried several times, but the result was still the same.She raised her head to look at Yao Bozhou, opened her mouth but didn't say a word.

"Don't waste your energy in vain." Yao Bozhou looked at her with a smile, his lips were pale, he coughed forcefully as soon as he said this, and within a moment he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on his plain white clothes .

"Moor the boat—!"

"Brother--!"

"Go away!" Huo Zhimian stood up vigorously, exhausting all his energy to fend off Yao Peizhou who wanted to go forward, and then turned into a black fox and grinned at Yao Peizhou.The hairs all over her body stood on end, and she looked at Yao Peizhou as if facing an enemy, completely unwilling to let him get close.

Yao Bozhou wiped off the blood stains from the corner of his lips, and called out faintly: "Zhimian..."

Then he got up slowly, walked in front of Yao Peizhou with great difficulty, and looked at him with a smile. Yao Peizhou's face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on Yao Bozhou. He was sure that the other party must be his brother, but this was obviously impossible.

"Brother, how could you..." Yao Peizhou murmured.

"I've saved my soul." Yao Bozhou said, while talking, he turned his head to look at Huo Zhimian, his eyes were full of love, and he said, "I've already felt ashamed of her, and I want to leave something for her anyway."

"I...I hurt you?" Yao Peizhou looked down at the spear in his hand, his eyes were full of guilt, he didn't know what else he could do to remedy it, if he could do it all over again, he would definitely not take this The gun stabbed at Huo Zhimian.

"It's not your fault, this is what you should do." Yao Bozhou shook his head lightly. He covered his lower abdomen with one hand and put the other hand on the ground to try to keep himself from falling down completely. He raised his head and looked at Yao Peizhou with a frown. With a gentle smile, he said: "This matter is her fault, and I am ashamed of her, so...so..."

puff--

Blood splattered everywhere, completely staining Yao Bozhou's plain clothes red, before he even finished speaking, his figure became more and more transparent and colder as the blood drained away.

"Don't say it, don't say it!!!" Huo Zhimian rushed over like crazy, trying to hug each other, but in the end, she just missed, she closed her eyes in pain, and whispered repeatedly: "Stop talking, I don't need it, Yao Bozhou, I don't need your pity on me!"

Thousands of years ago, when they had never met, she, Huo Zhimian, didn't need anyone's pity and help at all. She walked alone, indifferent and arrogant. Everything in this world was just a cloud to her, and the decision to kill was only in his mind. between.

Until they meet——

The appearance of Yao Bozhou changed her. For the first time, she knew that the eyes she looked at people were not only cold and ruthless, but could turn back and forth, and she would be treated with gentle eyes, not fear and alienation. .

"Zhimian, you have the most gentle name in the world, you shouldn't be like this now." Yao Bozhou whispered softly in her ear, when he embraced her, the temperature from his firm chest was wide and warm , The cold ice that had condensed in her heart melted little by little, and finally turned into a clear spring in the mountain stream, irrigating all living beings, and watering the budding flowers by the stream.

No one has ever praised her like this, and no one has ever told her what the world should be like.

"I'm not pitying you, never." Yao Bozhou's tone was the same as before, gentle and firm, giving people enough strength even without too loud a voice, he said: "You don't have to do everything possible to find me anywhere, I've always been by your side."

"By my side?" Huo Zhimian looked at him in disbelief. The tears were frozen in her eyes, neither falling nor moving. She quietly looked at Yao Bozhou, that long-lost, deeply loved After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Always by my side?"

Yao Bozhou stopped talking, just nodded slightly, his body became more and more transparent to the point where he could hardly see the color, he quietly watched Huo Zhimian trying to restrain his emotions not to touch him, but there was something in his eyes. full of love.

"Yes, it's always been there." Yao Bozhou's voice was gentle and calm, his lower body was already showing signs of being blown away in the wind, but he didn't care at all, just quietly watching Huo Zhimian, wanting to give to him some consolation.

"I won't let you go! Absolutely not!" But Huo Zhimian had already sensed that he was about to leave, struggling desperately, using his spiritual power to forcibly lock Yao Bozhou's soul, breaking through Yao Peizhou The enchantment set up disappeared under the night sky.

It was not until long after she left that Yao Peizhou came back to his senses. He seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength, and he fell straight from above the street lamp, fell heavily to the ground, and completely lost consciousness.

"Well......"

Xu Lanqing, who was lying on the bed, wrinkled his face and slowly opened his eyes. He felt a pain in the back of his neck. This feeling made him unable to sit upright completely. He could only lie flat and look up at the ceiling, making sure it wasn't him. The monthly rent was less than [-] yuan.

The decoration here is quite chic and elegant, and there is a faint fragrance in the air, like some kind of unknown spice, but it is expensive.

"Are you awake?" The man's overly cold voice came from the door, Xu Lanqing looked back subconsciously, and it was Xue Guangping's young and handsome face that caught his eyes.

The man was wearing casual and loose clothes, and the whole color system exuded a taste of sexual indifference, which made Xu Lanqing subconsciously take a step back.Xue Guangping didn't take it seriously, instead he sat next to him and watched him quietly: "How do you feel?"

"It's...it's okay." Xu Lanqing shook his head, looked at him warily, and subconsciously swallowed.

"Take the medicine." Xue Guangping reached out to hold the water glass and handed it to Xu Lanqing. His fingers were slender and white with well-defined joints, and his well-trimmed nails were full of light under the light.

"What...what medicine?" Xu Lanqing asked dryly.

"Cold medicine." Xue Guangping said coldly.

"Ah? Cold medicine?" Xu Lanqing was even more puzzled, but he couldn't remember what happened to him anyway. If I remember correctly, he should have worked overtime at the unit last night, so why did he suddenly appear here? .

"Well, cold medicine." Xue Guangping said.

"Ah? Then, this, how could it be??" Xu Lanqing stammered, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

He wanted to ask why this happened, they didn't know each other well.

"Cold medicine, take it quickly, your headache won't hurt after taking it." Xue Guangping completely ignored his words, his tone was firm and calm, with an unquestionable taste.

Xu Lanqing originally wanted to say something, but under the cold gaze of the other party, he took the medicine obediently, and took it with warm water. Until the medicine was swallowed, he was still thinking about why he listened to the other party.

The moment the medicine was drunk, the pain in the back of the neck disappeared without a trace. Xu Lanqing sat up from the bed and twisted her neck. The sleepiness and fatigue disappeared immediately, and the whole person became extremely awake.

"This is..." Xu Lanqing looked at Xue Guangping, and suddenly felt that the other party didn't seem so unkind, weird and terrifying, and he didn't seem like a cold-blooded and ruthless vampire. He asked, "What is this? This The medicine is too..."

"Okay, go to sleep." Xue Guangping didn't intend to answer his doubts at all, stood up and was about to leave.

"No, wait!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Xu Lanqing turned over immediately to get out of bed.

Xue Guangping was stopped by him, and he didn't look back at him until he stood still: "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask you," Xu Lanqing grabbed his sleeve with one hand, raised his head to look at the other party, his eyes were piercing, like stars twinkling in the night sky, and he said, "Who are you? Why don't you grow old?" Immortal? And me...and why...why do you feel so familiar?"

Xue Guangping's face was still as expressionless as before, but there was an uproar in his heart. He looked at Xu Lanqing quietly, and exhausted all his strength to force himself not to tell him everything.

"You remember wrongly. You have a cold and a fever." Xue Guangping said coldly. He pulled Xu Lanqing's hand from his sleeve, and then left the room without looking back.

Xu Lanqing stood there blankly, watching him leave the room, and there was no end to silence. He slowly sat back on the bed, and said as if muttering to himself: "But I have a good memory, and it has always been good."