Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Jiang Yi pursed her lips and looked at him, not wanting to answer his question.

Pei Xiangyun sighed softly.

When he was dying for the first time, he regretted not being brave enough to do what he had wanted for many years.And when he was dying for the second time, he regretted not telling that person what was in his heart.

He originally thought that he was content, but later found that he was always greedy when facing the person he liked, and was never satisfied.

Perhaps it was Jiang Yi's seldom shown soft heart and Ye Yu's gentleness that made his thoughts resurface again.

He looked at the teacher intently, and bravely asked, "Master...has he never been tempted by me?"

In fact, it was moved.

In his previous life, when Pei Xiangyun knew nothing about love, he did love his only student for a long time and silently.

But that's just the "past".

Later, too many things happened between the two of them, and the devastation of hatred lay all over the place, and that little unknown and insignificant love was forgotten by him along with the hatred, until Pei Xiangyun died in Yuzhou a few days ago. Was found by him a few minutes back.

But now I know that I may have been poisoned with no antidote, and was sentenced to death by Guan Yangui. I don't know how much time is left, maybe it's only enough to finish the last thing, but it seems that I can't give Pei Xiangyun what he wants thing.

With the responsibility on his shoulders, he can only put his own desires in the second place.

It's better to completely cut off the few remaining threads of love.

Pei Xiangyun was still quietly waiting for his answer.

Jiang Yi sighed again, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and pronounced his verdict: "Sorry, never."

He noticed that Pei Xiangyun's eyelashes brushed against his palm, and then a drop of warmth slowly slid down his palm lines onto his wrist.

"It's okay, Master doesn't need to say sorry."

He was obviously very sad, but Pei Xiangyun still just sniffed, and pretended to speak lightly in a low voice: "I'm the one who troubled you, so I should say I'm sorry."

Jiang Yi was a little strange: "Actually, I have never understood why you are so attached to me?"

"If it's because I treated you well in the previous life, that's not necessary. I didn't treat you very well in this life. It's not that you can't find someone else. Why waste it on me?"

"Different."

As if to let Jiang Yi hear clearly, Pei Xiangyun slightly raised his voice: "Master is different from others, Master is the best person in the world."

Perhaps he has always believed that something is difficult to change. From the moment Jiang Yi reached out to him in the wind and snow in the previous life, the fate of the two of them will be entangled.

At the beginning, I may only be greedy for that mouthful of hot soup, but later I want more and more.

I want that person's gentle eyes to fall on me all the time, I want that person's side to be side by side with me all the time, I want to accompany that person until his old age and gray hair.

More and more greedy, less and less easily satisfied, until that rebellious idea took root in my heart.

Pei Xiangyun looked at Jiang Yi stubbornly, and said after a while, "It doesn't matter if Master doesn't accept me, I know I'm poor. As long as I can always stand behind you, it doesn't matter."

The wolf cub seemed to be promising him something, and even raised his right hand to make a strange gesture: "If the master doesn't believe me, the students can swear. I'm not Han, and I don't know if the gods and Buddhas of the Han will recognize me, but I I can swear to you the Ursian way, can I?"

Jiang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Get up first."

He keenly noticed that Pei Xiangyun's waist was a little stiff, as if he didn't want him to notice anything, he lifted his waist up like a dangling one, barely hanging in the air and unwilling to fall down.

This movement is all supported by one arm supporting the bed.

Pei Xiangyun let out an "ah", as if realizing that the teacher already knew his bad intentions, his face flushed suddenly, he hesitated and said, "Okay, okay."

As he spoke, the arm that had been holding on for a long time suddenly became sore, and the whole person rolled over to the side, whimpering like a wounded beast.

it hurts...

Jiang Yi sneered: "It's what I deserve..."

Pei Xiangyun was lying on the bed, his back hurt like a tear.

"Swear not to me."

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes and glanced at him: "Now that you have no Gu on your body, you can still have your own life. There is no need to spend all your time on me. I won't give you a chance."

Pei Xiangyun lowered his eyes and said docilely: "Understood, Master."

Jiang Yi was angry and funny: "That sounds nice."

Pei Xiangyun looked up, only to see that the man took a paper umbrella from a shelf on one side and opened the curtain and left.

He buried his head in the quilt on the man's bed, and took a deep breath greedily.

Jiang Yi didn't wrong him a few days ago, he really didn't do good things in other people's tents.

At that time, he heard Guan Yangui's nonsense, and he couldn't sleep at night with something in his heart. Somehow, he remembered to clean up the teacher's tent, and somehow fell on the man's bed after cleaning up. slept through the night.

The teacher has always had a faint fragrance of brush and ink, but it is not exactly like the fragrance of ink, but more like ink mixed with some unknown flower fragrance, which is clear and reassuring.

Afraid of soiling the man's mattress, he took off his outer robe and lay on the teacher's bed with only his single clothes and shorts.

From being unable to fall asleep to sleeping until dawn, Pei Xiangyun attributed his peace of mind to sleeping on the teacher's bed.

So he tasted the sweetness, and touched it quietly the next night, trying to fall asleep as peacefully as the night before.

As a result, this night he fell asleep with the lingering fragrance of pen and ink, and dreamed of some indistinct things, with red candles warming the tent, and the teacher's reddened eyes and shortness of breath from between his lips and teeth.

He tightly clasped the teacher's white and thin wrist, sweat or something else wet the originally flat red cloth, wasted like a piece of rouge soaked in water.

It was something from the previous life again, but in this life, he found it out of his memory time and time again, as the only evidence that he had been close to that person for a short time.

On the second day, Pei Xiangyun went to change his pants in a desperate manner, and everyone felt guilty, but at night, he couldn't help touching it again, as if he couldn't sleep if he changed the place.

If the teacher finds out, if...

He buried his head in the quilt, and let out a long, somewhat desperate sigh, with a bit of heart-piercing meaning, which was heard clearly by Jiang Yi who came back.

Jiang Yi's sleeves were a little wet, and he raised his eyebrows after hearing his wailing: "Does it hurt that much?"

Pei Xiangyun shut his mouth abruptly: "No, it's just..."

It's just that I thought of something I shouldn't think about, and now it's even more uncomfortable.

Now he suffers from the same pain as his back, but he just doesn't want Jiang Yi to know, so he doesn't want to say it even if he is beaten to death.

Jiang Yi saw that he was unwilling to tell the truth, so he let him compete with himself, and turned up the bedside lamp a little bit. Only then did Pei Xiangyun see that Jiang Yi seemed to be carrying a bag in his hand, which was very similar to what he saw at the military doctor's office. .

Pei Xiangyun moved his lips, and was about to ask, but the teacher took off his rain-soaked robe without hesitation, revealing the thin shirt underneath.

Almost immediately, his face became hot again, and he wanted to turn his head away, but saw Jiang Yi looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then turned behind the screen with his clothes.

But the screen was able to see through light, and a shadowy figure was vaguely reflected on it. The tent was very quiet, and even the rustling of the teacher's movements could be heard.

Pei Xiangyun's mind had long been burned to the brim, and he forced himself not to look at the hazy figure, but he uncontrollably remembered the dream of frequent visits.

The figure in the messy red cloth behind the screen slowly overlapped, allowing him to describe the appearance of the person under the clothes with his eyes closed, and an evil fire that could not be extinguished was ignited in his lower abdomen.

Fortunately, Jiang Yi didn't make it hard for him for a long time, so he changed his clothes and came out from behind the screen, and untied the tie that tied his hair. The black hair was scattered and drooping like a waterfall, clearly distinguishing it from the white clothes on his body.

Pei Xiangyun's eyes only dared to stay on him for a moment with guilt, and then turned to the quilt as if nothing had happened, as if he was a little more interested in the ordinary embroidery.

The teacher's complexion didn't look good, it seemed a little paler than before.

He moved his lips, looking for something to say: "Master, is your injury okay?"

Jiang Yi paused when he lifted the brocade quilt: "Who told you?"

"Military doctor."

Pei Xiangyun coughed lightly: "The student is ignorant, didn't know that Master was injured, and complained that Master didn't accompany me."

Jiang Yi gave a "tsk" sound, didn't say anything more, and just lifted up the hem of his clothes by the way.

Pei Xiangyun's upper body froze suddenly, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Master, you..."

"Did it rain when you came here?" Jiang Yi said lightly, "Don't move around, I'll change your medicine."

As he spoke, he moved his fingertips down the soft cloth until it stopped at Pei Xiangyun's waist, found the knot tied by the military doctor, and slowly untied the damp cloth.

When the muslin was untied, it was removed from the wound with the ointment. Pei Xiangyun grunted in pain, and his fingers suddenly curled up.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Yi's voice was very soft, but merciless: "It's okay if it hurts. I'll give you a long memory. When it rains, you run around with your injuries. This medicine is soaked to the point of falling."

Pei Xiangyun licked his lips, and said in a strange way: "Actually, it doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt?"

Jiang Yi frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

He concentrated on talking to Pei Xiangyun, and then he rested his fingertips on the other's waist, and unconsciously rubbed them lightly. The thin calluses on it were so close to each other that they made Pei Xiangyun dizzy, his lips and teeth were numb, and his breathing was a little urgent.

"Yes……"

He swallowed, but his voice was still a little hoarse: "It's uncomfortable elsewhere."

He regretted this sentence almost as soon as he uttered it, and waited anxiously and expectantly for the man's answer.

Jiang Yi seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then slowly removed the hand that was on him.

Pei Xiangyun wanted to raise his head to see the teacher's expression with some trepidation, but the man seemed to chuckle.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Jiang Yi said with a teasing smile in his voice, "Do you want to tell Master?"

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