Nine Nights Frost

The young man's tone was very calm, "He is not the person I should love, and he shouldn't have started in the first place. He loves the supreme God, and I can't compare with him at all. I hesitated and struggled, but I couldn't help but move He looks fierce and domineering, which scares many people, but I know he is very fragile, because the old things from many years ago have been living in torment. He does not need my protection at all, but I I can't help but think that if I really leave one day, there will probably be no one who can hold him tightly on those snowy nights, and no one who can listen to him when he is heartbroken."

"People's minds are so strange. They know that that person is a hundred times stronger than themselves, but once they fall in love, they always feel that they need to be taken care of, especially their own protection."

"It's because I was too overestimated. The relationship that started with an improper purpose, the relationship that started for deception, made me sink deeper and deeper, and I was willing to sacrifice my life for him, wanting to confess everything about myself, Hope to get his forgiveness."

"I gave my heart like this, so... I was punished again."

"This time it's not that the one I love dies, but that the one I love is just playing with me, just like the experience of others I have seen thousands of times in Eternal Night City. After abandoning the only self-esteem, all I get is Trample without mercy."

"That's when I realized that there are high and low in feelings."

"Having such weak feelings turned out to be really a mistake."

"I shouldn't have love. Pursue something that doesn't belong to me, and I'm destined to get hurt." The young man smiled with comprehension, "Later, my love was taken away by him. It was originally the feeling that should belong to him. I am willing to leave it to him, and I even thank him, because the timing does not allow me to continue to be weak."

"This feeling is very strange. You remember every word he said and every expression he made, but you no longer have vivid and vivid impressions. It's like the original colorful memories are all painted into black and white, and your chest suddenly looks like a broken chest. There was a big hole, and there was nothing left."

"So those memories from a long time ago came back vividly. Why do we have to survive, why do we have to fight? If there is no one in my heart, it is not necessary to live, as long as it is not dead."

"It's just that I can't help but think about what it feels like to die, is it also feeling so empty?"

He whispered shocking words, but his expression was nonchalant, his brows were gentle and relaxed.

"The person you love... is..." After a long time, I finally found my voice, but I couldn't say a word.

On such a clear and moonlit night, I saw clearly the sincerity of the youth for the first time, and finally understood what I had missed.

Heartache, remorse... the turbulent emotions cannot be described.

In fact, I should be happier, because I can finally confirm that we loved each other.

But I can't be happy no matter what.

As if aware of it, the pink bird came out of my sleeve, fluttered its wings a few times, habitually squatted on my shoulder, and circled happily without knowing sorrow.

"You still have it? The color of this little thing is strange, and it's still so fat." The young man touched the bird's down feathers, and pinched its feet. "Actually, I don't like to see it. I don't know why. As long as I see it It will feel sad."

The little bird jumped into his palm, and the young man scratched its chin amusedly.

In fact, nothing has changed much.

The person I love is still there, and so is his love for me.

But until now, I dare not return this love to him, because I already know how hurt he has been, and it is so heavy that he feels that losing love is redemption.

***

A few days after that night, my mood is still restless. The clues that I had doubted and pondered before have now been reconnected, and many details can also be reinterpreted.The more I look back and consider the various manifestations of the youth, the more I understand the hurt that person has suffered.

After being in a trance like this for a few days, I began to feel that something was wrong.

When I was "Xiao Rong", I expressed Shun Hua's feelings for the other party from the very beginning, so he has been expressing his rejection of "Xiao Rong" intentionally or unintentionally, but he is obviously familiar with this kind of thing, It clearly draws a clear line without making people feel too embarrassed, and knows how to leave the necessary affection.

But now, this situation has been significantly changed after the previous night.

That night, he took me back to camp on a lovebird.Today, he made an exception and called me up during sword practice in the early morning, and in normal times, he often told me that children need to sleep more.

Because I lived with him all these days, I finally knew how hard-working and hard-working he was on weekdays, and how he could achieve amazing achievements at such an age.He got up at the fourth watch every day, and practiced swordsmanship and spells for more than an hour. Often, other people were still asleep, but he was already sweating profusely.

I think of that time, when I met Yu Chengxia for the first time, he once said that Fang Shunhua "was up in the middle of the night to practice sword again", and it turned out that this statement was true.

The place for Fang Shunhua's morning practice was in a small forest not far from the camp. I was invited to come here, and I only felt that the morning air here is so fresh, and the dewdrops on the leaves are so moving, it seems that even the plants are smiling leisurely.

But I know that all this is just because of my own mood, as long as I can stay by his side, everything seems to be so beautiful.

Fang Shunhua turned his head to me after going through the sword moves completely: "Xiao Rong, the sword intent in your original sword technique is not very good. From today on, I will teach you the sword technique I just demonstrated. Set it up."

I stared at his pale red lips and the line of his chest exposed by his slightly open neckline, and suddenly my mouth became dry, and I couldn't hear what he said to me clearly for a while.

"Xiao Rong?" Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, the young man came over and touched my forehead worriedly, "Aren't you awake yet? I really shouldn't have woken you up so early."

I don't know why, but I just feel that he is exceptionally beautiful and flawless today, and it seems that even his clothes have been slimmed down, so that people can easily see his thin waist.

"No, no," but after all, I am not a young man who is new to human affairs, so I only took a moment to stabilize my mind and said, "It's just that you practiced so well just now, so people were dazzled for a while..."

Probably because my words were too direct, Fang Shunhua raised one eyebrow, looked at me for a while and said: "Then you must have read it carefully just now, then let me have a look at this set of sword skills."

"I can't remember the whole set."

"As much as you can remember."

It looked like there was no escape.

I sighed in my heart, feeling a little funny about my current situation. I am afraid that there is no student who is older than me in this world.

but……

Ever since I knew the young man's original intentions, I have loved him even more day after day. Now, I just look back and see his posture leaning on the sword, and I feel that there is no other person in the world who can treat such an ordinary person like this. The action is so beautifully expressed.

It is hopeless.

I resigned myself to the evolution of the sword move I just remembered, regardless of the sword intent, let's focus on similar postures first.

After reluctantly taking more than a dozen moves, I was a little powerless.

Just now I was intoxicated by the charming figure of that person, who cares about the sword moves.

I was about to write it down with random gestures when I heard the young man say, "You..."

There was a trace of pampering helplessness hidden in his words, and the voice was already close at hand. I took a step back and leaned against his chest.He reached out and grabbed my sword-holding hand, straightened my posture for me, and began to teach me hand in hand.

His expression was serious and serious, but I couldn't hit my spirits at first, because this kind of action was like he was holding me in his arms.

Smelling the familiar breath and feeling the familiar body temperature, I don't even have the desire to practice swordsmanship, I just hope that the slower the better, so the sword style I just practiced becomes impossible.

But the young man didn't show the slightest impatience, he still taught him over and over again tirelessly, until the time for sword practice was completely over, I reluctantly returned to the camp with him.

On the way back, I was still in a daze. I couldn't believe that the young man was so close to me suddenly.Thinking about other things in my heart, I could almost trip over myself several times when walking on flat ground.

After supporting me for the fifth time, Fang Shunhua stopped suddenly, causing me to almost bump into his back.

He turned around abruptly, and I was caught off guard and almost ran into his arms. I was regaining my footing, but suddenly I was really hugged gently by the young man.

"Little thing," Fang Shunhua rubbed the top of my head, but I didn't resist for a while under the extreme shock, "Why, I scared you?"

His voice was so gentle that water dripped out, "Didn't you come here for me? Why are you so unprepared now?"

I stood still in a daze, but he suddenly lowered his head and kissed my lips lightly.

It was just a simple touch of lips, and there was no further contact, but I felt thunder ringing in my ears.

"you……"

I covered my lips and couldn't move at all for a moment, but the young man smiled and rubbed my hair, and walked into the camp first by himself, leaving me alone, still completely unable to believe what happened just now.

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In the next few days, things developed even more than I expected.

Fang Shunhua never said anything to confess his love, but his attitude towards me changed so fast that I almost didn't know what to do.

Once, when we were having dinner with Yu Chengxia, he watched Fang Shunhua keep handing me water for the dishes, and asked if the food was good, and if he was used to eating. Shouted: "Xiao Huahua, what the hell are you doing? It's so disgusting that my goosebumps are about to fall off. Also, when did you two get together? Why didn't I see it before?"

Fang Shunhua was very calm, smiled a few times and said to Yu Chengxia: "Then don't you know now?"

"Uh... I didn't mean to say that," Yu Chengxia frowned, "Didn't you like Shen... um, another person before? How soon..."

"Actually, I don't know." Fang Shunhua also frowned, "Even I don't understand the relationship."

Yu Chengxia listened to his troubled words, looked at him for a while, and suddenly slapped his chopsticks, "Don't think about it if you don't understand, Xiao Rong is good, better than that person. A few days ago, I thought you were going to die, how about now?" It’s easy to survive, and don’t think about those unlucky things.”

"Come on, come on, eat more dishes, I finally got some meat today." Yu Chengxia grabbed a few slices of meat from Fang Shunhua's bowl, and quickly served me some meat dishes, "Xiao Rong, you can eat too. I also want to thank you for rescuing our little Huahua, you should eat more, it is best to love each other every day."

While Yu Chengxia bowed his head and scrambled to eat the rice, Fang Shunhua picked out all the sliced ​​meat in his bowl for me, and said, "Eat it quickly, or it will be cold." Seeing the way he looked at me, I naturally knew, What he said just now, although Yu Chengxia started asking, more than half of it was actually for me.

I looked at the food piled high in my bowl, and almost involuntarily indulged in the sweetness. In fact, whether he loves "Chen Yin" or "Xiao Rong", I don't mind.Even though my looks and identity were fake, I didn't pretend to be my real personality, I didn't hide my true self.

I don't know if he who pretended to be "Lu Mingchen" felt the same way back then.

Although deep down in my heart, there is clearly another voice telling me that, based on my understanding of Fang Shunhua's personality, he will not fall in love with others so rashly, and his attitude is almost reckless.

But at the moment, I don't want to screen it out.

The problem between us is not only the determination of mutual feelings, but also the alliance between the Demon Race, the Immortal Race, and the Dragon Race. Although I did not let the Demon Race directly participate in the confrontation with humans, in fact, I and Fang Shunhua is still on both sides of the hostility.

It is impossible for me to hide my identity and stay by his side forever, and it is impossible for him to leave everything here and follow me back to Mount Weiyu.

Since the time together is so limited, why not seize the opportunity to enjoy more of his tenderness and love.

Thinking this way, it seems that no matter what happens in the future, I can face it calmly, so my life is much more enjoyable.

When I left Mount Weiyu, although I kept it from everyone, I left my shikigami to pay attention to all movements.The news I have received so far is that everything is still the same. Candlelight, who has been persuading me to join the war, has not moved these days, but Yiqing often cries and wants to see me, but is stopped by my cronies at my retreat place peripheral.

Fang Shunhua has been teaching me that set of sword skills these days, and his hands-on teaching often rubs against the shoulder blades, which makes me a little distressed.That's where Yuan Yu is. She's very sensitive. In addition, I haven't had any intimate behaviors with anyone for a long time, and my beloved is within reach. I just feel that sometimes I can't hide my desires, so I have to be with him often. Dodge without any trace when approaching.

He seemed to have noticed it, but he didn't seem to, but during the whole process of getting along with "Little Banyan", the young man behaved very politely, except for the kiss that expressed his heart that day, there was no further contact.

The author has something to say: It seems that Xiao Fang still loves to cultivate ==. . .