Burning fire

This dream was painful and painful in the past, tormenting Zhang Jueming.

He slept badly, breaking out in cold sweats.Zhou Qizun dipped his finger in warm water and tapped Zhang Jueming's dry lips twice, and called him several times, but he couldn't wake him up no matter what.

After eating and taking medicine, Zhou Qizun's fever subsided when it was dark.Although his injuries were still painful and his limbs were sore and weak, he still couldn't fall asleep.

If Zhang Jueming didn't wake up, he wouldn't be able to close his eyes even if he died.

After all, there was very little he could do for Zhang Jueming.A mortal is too weak, he is useless, he has no ability.At the very least, let him stay by Zhang Jueming's side.

The sky was getting darker and darker, Zhou Qizun closed the curtains, went back to Zhang Jueming's bed and sat down.

He took Zhang Jueming's cold hand and rubbed it slowly.

After rubbing for a long time, there was no heat. Zhou Qizun felt uncomfortable, so he put Zhang Jueming's hand on his cheek and rubbed it.

Rubbing and rubbing, Zhang Jueming's hand suddenly convulsed.

The wound on Zhang Jueming's chest had completely healed, and it could no longer be seen from the flesh. Presumably, Zhang Jueming was about to wake up.

Zhou Qizun hastily and eagerly called out: "Jade? Jue Ming, I'm Zhou Qizun, can you hear me calling you?"

Zhang Jueming turned his head slightly, he must have heard Zhou Qizun's voice.He was muttering something in a low voice, Zhou Qizun listened closely, only then could he hear that he was apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhou Qizun didn't like to hear Zhang Jueming's words.

He had to gag Zhang Jueming.

So Zhou Qizun leaned down, gagged the man's mouth and kissed him.After he kissed, Zhang Jueming was still restless, he was still moaning/groaning, Zhou Qizun couldn't stand the weak and painful movement.

Zhou Qizun brushed Zhang Jueming's hair with his hand, and lightly bit Zhang Jueming's lower lip with his teeth.

Zhang Jueming opened his eyes suddenly, and clamped Zhou Qizun's shoulders with both hands.

Zhou Qizun heard his bones being pinched, but he didn't have time to care about the pain, so he only looked up at Zhang Jueming.

Although Zhang Jueming opened his eyes, his eyes were still loose, and he was not yet fully awake.Seeing his vacant gaze, Zhou Qizun held his breath, and buried his head in Zhang Jueming's neck.

After a while, Zhang Jueming gradually regained consciousness.

"...Zhou Qizun?" he called out hoarsely.

"It's me." Zhou Qizun spoke while lying on Zhang Jueming's neck, spraying his warm breath onto Zhang Jueming's skin.

"......you......"

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." Zhou Qizun grinned and said, "Jiaming, let go of your hands, my shoulders are about to be crushed by you."

Zhang Jueming was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he was being arrested to death.He quickly let go, and took a look at Zhou Qizun's collar, and saw that Zhou Qizun's shoulders were very red, and according to the marks, they would definitely turn blue and purple soon.

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Jueming met Zhou Qizun's eyes.

Zhou Qizun supported the bed with both hands, and held Zhang Jueming between his arms.There seemed to be something intriguing in his gaze, which made Zhang Jueming terrified, and Zhang Jueming had to turn around and bury his head on the pillow.

Seeing his timid reaction, Zhou Qizun got up from the bed.

God knows how much he wants to hold Zhang Jueming in his arms now - he can't lose anymore.Can't live or die.The young man with a sick face in front of him became his life.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Qizun poured Zhang Jueming a glass of water.

He handed the water glass to Zhang Jueming, but Zhang Jueming shook his head and didn't take it to drink.He sat up slowly, still not daring to look at Zhou Qizun: "I'm fine. I will fully recover soon."

"That's good." Zhou Qizun held his water glass, still looking at people.He put the cup aside and sat down beside Zhang Jueming's bed again, "You scared me to death once, you know?"

Zhang Jueming didn't say anything, but Zhou Qizun noticed carefully that his eyes moved and his Adam's apple trembled once.

Zhang Jueming was naturally afraid.YouQi was recalled by Liang Xuan, and the dream when he was in a coma is still in his mind.

Moreover, Zhou Qizun already knew that Zhou Yi's soul was in the Longevity Bell, and knew that he had something to do with the tragedy of the Zhou family.

Zhou Qizun was crazy back then, and he was still able to fight Bai Yuxing.What about him?Is Zhou Qizun willing to beat him?If you will.He must let Zhou Qizun fight and let him vent his anger, even if Zhou Qizun is all to blame on him, as long as Zhou Qizun feels less uncomfortable...

No, is he so noble?If so, why would he stand in front of Zhou Qizun with a pitiful face, he would have had a chance to break the slender thread between them, just a light twist.He just couldn't bear it... After all, he relied on this delicate thing to live.

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Qizun asked suddenly.

Zhang Jueming was frightened by Zhou Qizun's outrageous remark, his internal organs suddenly froze.

"As far as I know about you, you must be thinking about something in your mind right now." Zhou Qizun was silent, and continued, "Thinking about something stupid that will make me angry."

"..." Zhang Jueming turned his head with difficulty, his eyes only dared to see the tip of Zhou Qizun's nose, and he couldn't go any further.

"You're hurt like this, just woke up, I feel sorry for you, and I'm not willing to embarrass you." Zhou Qizun frowned, "Why don't you cry anymore? You can act like a baby. You know I'm going to do this."

Zhou Qizun said softly: "You only dare to call out to me in a daze when you are covered in blood and are about to die or pass out?"

He stretched out a hand and brushed Zhang Jueming's face: "Don't dare to look at me again."

"You're so scared." Zhou Qizun carefully looked at Zhang Jueming's slightly red eyes.It was a kind of sickly pale residual red, weak and beautiful.

"You know I like you very much, but you are still so afraid." Zhou Qizun put down his hands.

He sighed, and took out Zhang Jueming's cherry pendant from his pocket: "I probably made this. I don't even remember when you ordered it."

"That's right, I'm just a fool. I don't know anything, and I don't remember anything." Zhou Qizun slowly rubbed the plastic ball with his hands, and the two bright red cherries inside made Zhang Jueming's eyes hurt.

He didn't expect Zhou Qizun to find this thing!

"You...this is me...I..." Zhang Jueming stammered.

It stands to reason that the blood of the mountain ghost is noble, even if he was dumb when he was young, if he is willing to open his mouth, he will recover quickly and will not suffer from stuttering.

But now he stammered: "I... this... you..."

"Growing up, promising, the dumb has become stuttering." Zhou Qizun said unforgivingly, even though his tone was so soft and loving.

"You were in a coma for a day and a night, and I watched you for a day and a night, looking at this thing." Zhou Qizun praised the cherry pendant in Yang's hand, "Finally remembered something."

"My memory is mediocre. Fortunately, that was my last action before retiring. I almost lost my eyesight. And then, the little mute I saved at my risk was suddenly lost, and I couldn't find it anywhere."

"I've been brooding on it all the time, so I've been deeply impressed, otherwise... maybe I wouldn't have thought of it." Zhou Qizun smiled lightly, "Everyone says you are a weird kid, why did you stay silent from the station? It was lost without a sound. Our whole team was severely punished for this..."

"No wonder... no wonder..."

Zhou Qizun put the cherry pendant on the corner of the table, paused to grab Zhang Jueming's hand, the cold hand was motionless, and went numb: "You are a mountain ghost, not to mention Yunnan, even if you turn the whole world upside down, you will find it Not to you."

Zhang Jueming's ears hurt from hearing this.He felt that the heart was oversupplied with blood, and the heart muscle contracted violently, and it seemed that all the blood in his body was spurted out with that jump.

"Zhou Qizun..." Zhang Jueming was dumbfounded, and after a long silence, he carefully said nonsense, "You know everything? You...recognize me?"

"Zhang. Two glasses of water." Zhou Qizun let go of Zhang Jueming's hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit it in his mouth, and did not light it.

"Do you have anything else you want to tell me?" Zhou Qizun asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

Zhang Jueming's eyes trembled, he pursed his light lips, and unconsciously grabbed the quilt with both hands.

silence.Again there was silence.Zhou Qizun bit his cigarette butt and waited.

The quilt was scratched, and Zhang Jueming finally said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"I've been keeping Zhou Yi's affairs from you. Back then, Liangxuan killed your father and hurt your mother. I had a chance to save Zhou Yi, but I didn't."

Zhang Jueming lowered his head, revealing a section of his pale neck: "Your home... is my punishment, and it was burned by punishment."

His voice is getting smaller and smaller: "I didn't mean to hide it from you...no..."

Zhang Jueming shook his head: "I did it on purpose. At first I wanted to protect you, and I didn't want you to get involved, but I didn't protect you. You got involved, and you got ghost eyes for no reason. I should tell you, but I... I dare not say. I'm sorry."

Zhou Qizun still didn't make a sound, the cigarette was bitten to pieces by him, he continued to wait, and when he couldn't wait for Zhang Jueming's words, he turned his head and threw the cigarette into the trash can.

"That's all?" Zhou Qizun had no expression on his face, and his voice did not fluctuate, "Zhang Jueming, do you believe that I will turn against you?"

Zhang Jueming shook his spirits, and bowed his back slightly.His chest was empty, and he was so panicked that he couldn't help but press it with his hands, as if he could keep a beating heart and a real life by pressing it.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Jueming said again, "I know you're angry, you can do whatever you want, I really..."

"Angry? Why am I angry?" Zhou Qizun swallowed fire with spittle, "I'm angry at you, a 14-year-old child, for not saving my sister? Do you owe me?"

"Special forces go on missions, sometimes they fail, and sometimes they can't save people. We suffer and blame ourselves, but is this a crime?" Zhou Qizun closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions desperately, "You look at it this way I?"

"I didn't mean that, I was..." Zhang Jueming's blood started to run cold.

"And then? I'm mad at you for hiding it from me, for raising the longevity bell with your own blood for eight years, for protecting me, for saving my life time and time again, for my safety, for my... ..." Zhou Qizun couldn't continue.

He took a deep breath, and laughed shortly: "Okay, Zhang Jueming, I thought you were a big marshmallow, but after a long time of trouble, you are a dynamite bag."

"What do you want to blow me up to be satisfied?"

Zhang Jueming didn't dare to react.Seeing him like that, Zhou Qizun almost tensed up.

The liver and intestines were sore and rotten, Zhou Qizun turned his eyes away, turned his mind, and pressed him with every sentence: "If it wasn't for being tricked by Liang Xuan, with your stupid guts, would you never appear in front of me? Even until I die, you will never appear in front of me." You won't know who you are, you won't know that you are there. You will secretly avenge me, die when you die, and hide in a corner while alive and peep at me for the rest of your life, right?"

"Now, I like you, and I told you from the bottom of my heart, and you... After you kissed me, you went to seek death without saying a word."

Zhou Qizun moved closer, his eyes fell on Zhang Jueming's chest - thinking of this chest being pierced through, he was so afraid that he wanted to overturn hell.

"If Liang Xuan doesn't use Ma Boyuan to force me over, will I never see you again?" Zhou Qizun bent down slowly, and put his head into Zhang Jueming's heart.

"I'm not capable, I'm not capable, I'm sorry I can't afford those things. But you can't do this, you...you make me feel worse than a thousand knives." Zhou Qizun has much arrogance, how much he is holding back Qu, all in front of Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming couldn't deny that he really had a farewell heart.He has a farewell heart, a half-hearted heart, he dare not take it on the left side, and can't put it on the right side, timid and cowardly, he has been despicably fooling Zhou Qizun.

Therefore, Zhou Qizun became ruthless, and even if he was forced to die, he had to ask him for an explanation: "Jade, the truth is revealed, I know everything, you have no secrets anymore."

"Don't you dare say what I want to hear?" Zhou Qizun said in a sour voice, almost crying, "Zhang Jueming, before you say those words, can you first admit to me that you like me?"