Evil Love: Clouds Overwhelm the World

Like withered peach blossoms, the black hair turned white in an instant, like white snow falling in the cold wind, which shocked both Qi Yun and Shen Yan, and the two of them looked at everything before them in disbelief.

"Why is this...why is this..." Shen Yan tremblingly got up from the ground, grabbed Qi Yun's collar, and roared uncontrollably, "Why...you just take care of Yun Shen like this? What were you doing to him just now... What did you say you were doing... If you can't take care of him, give him back to me, give him back to me!"

With his arms rounded, he punched Qi Yun's cheek mercilessly. The weight of that punch exhausted all the strength in Shen Yan's body, and Qi Yun fell down on the spot without any precautions. He didn't leave Yun Shen who was lying on the bed like a cold corpse. At this moment, he was really scared. He had never been scared before. He killed countless people with one sound, and the lives of others were as worthless as ants in his eyes. Looking at the lifeless Yun Shen recently, he was really scared...

There was already chaos outside the door. Hearing the noise of fighting in the room, everyone just watched anxiously. No one dared to open the door to stop the two people who were almost crazy inside.

"What are you all doing here?" When Ergou came out of the kitchen, he found a large number of people gathered in front of Shen Yan's room on the second floor, so he came over curiously to have a look.

Suddenly Qi Yun exclaimed from inside, "Yun Shen?" The sound was like a crack in the ground, and Er Gou was startled into a cold sweat. Then he pushed away the crowd and rushed in. The bloody flesh on Yun Shen's face shocked everyone present. everyone.

"Yun Shen?" The tray in his hand fell to the ground in a daze and the teacup shattered to the ground. Qi Yun picked up the bloody Yun Shen and ran to his room, "Senior brother, what's going on? Master...Senior brother." No one has ever seen Shen Yan's lost soul like this, the scattered buns are like falling peach blossoms, as if lost, and he still holds the blood-stained hairpin in his hand.

"Yun... Yun Shen..." Shen Yan was stunned all over, dropped the hairpin in his hand and pushed away the crowd, and ran to Qi Yun's room in a stumble, when he opened the door, Qi Yun had already bound Yun Shen Well, the white cloth covered the injured right eye. Although the long scar on the face had stopped the bleeding, it left a sudden and terrifying scar.

"Get out..." Before even raising his head to look at him, his whole body was already trembling with anger.

"I... I just want to see Yunshen..." His upper eyelid trembled slightly like a butterfly's wings, and his tall body stood cautiously on the spot. At this time, Qi Yun's defense and indifference towards him made him unable to ignore him, and he looked at him with guilt. Lying on the bed, Yun Shen stared at the ceiling with his left eye open so abruptly, silent for a long time.

Qi Yun's tightly clenched hands with oozing bones were trembling, and there was such strong hatred in his eyes, those bottomless eyes were once again covered by a layer of red light, and suddenly his clenched right hand was grabbed, With the gentle temperature of the master.

"Brother Qiyun...bring you the mirror..."

"Yun Shen..." He loosened his palms, turned around gently, and held his bony hand in his palm. Yun Shen looked at Qi Yun with his ethereal left eye, his lips trembling, and finally said nothing.

Qi Yun sighed, his indifferent eyes flashed across Shen Yan, he got up and went to the table and took the bronze mirror in his hands, and saw Yun Shen stretch out his hand tremblingly, he hesitated for a moment and then put the bronze mirror into his pocket hands.

"Hehe..." I touched lightly along the wound, and the burning and stinging feeling came to my heart, and I murmured to myself, "This harmful face... is finally gone. It's..."

He slammed the bronze mirror in his hand at Shen Yan, Yun Shen's cry echoed in the empty room, and he thought about it carefully. At this moment, the days, months and years passed by, bone erosion has worn away the child's innocence. With the abrupt edges and corners, he smiled so painfully, facing the ups and downs in front of him with a smile, facing life and death one after another, at this moment he finally cried like a child.

"Yun Shen..." Shen Yan wanted to step forward to envelop Yun Shen, but was beaten back a few steps by him like a madman.

"Get out...get out..." Shen Yan stood there looking at Yun Shen who was struggling and crying, stood there in a daze for a long time, and finally left lonely.

Knowing that the moon is like a hook in this farce, Han Yeqiqi finally calmed down. It has been more than an hour, no matter what Qi Yun did or said, Yun Shen didn't say a word, just quietly staring at the deserted area outside the window. In the night sky full of stars, he tightly held the broken jade on his chest.

"Yun Shen, let me take you somewhere." Qi Yun suddenly stood up from the table, took a cloak from the closet, wrapped Yun Shen on the bed tightly, looked over his shoulder, and looked out the window. Jumping out, for the first time, Yun Shen was still sluggishly hugging his neck, buried his head deeply in his arms, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, soaking the clothes on Qi Yun's shoulders.

When he came to the mountain top that was as beautiful as a fairyland where he had brought Yun Shen, he carefully put down Yun Shen in his arms, Yun Shen looked around blankly, tears burst into tears, and a short grave came into view in front of him. He fell down on the tombstone as if exhausted, and touched the word 'Kun Mu' engraved on it over and over again with tears in his eyes.

The prosperous dream of wind, flowers, snow and moon wakes up drunk overnight.

Yun Shen has never been crying so heartbreakingly. At this moment, he seems to have returned to the original point, the only cold snowy night in Jiangzhou, in Kun Mu's arms, his temperature is so warm, so warm. Good smell, sweet like pear blossom.Thinking of the corners of his wicked mouth, and the unrestrained expression of a prodigal son when he teased him.

Thinking of him tattooing him was such a burning pain.

Thinking of how hurt he was, he told himself, 'I want you to remember for the rest of your life, you are my Kunmu's people. '

That also cried until dawn.The stick of incense in front of the grave burned endlessly as if greedy for the world, emitting a wisp of green smoke, surrounding the crying child in front of the grave, just like Kunmu once, dressed in a long gown, holding a scroll in his hand, lazily Leaning lazily on the soft couch, with a smile in his eyes, he said to him, "It's cloudy and rainy in the evening, and it's not dry when you love leisure and have guests. In the future, this will be your home.

In the spring of the fourth year of Zhongxing, Yun Shen left Jiangzhou.

"Yun Shen...do you still hate Shen Yan?"

"Hate? Never hated, but... can't forgive." Stubbornly opened the curtain and looked at the traces of the carriage, lowered his head, not knowing whether he was sad or crying, and turned around to hug Qi Yun after a while, "Brother Qi Yun... Thank you You repaired the grave for the master, but... I'm afraid... you won't come back after this trip."

Looking back at this piece of land that belonged to childhood, biting his lower lip, he turned around and stopped looking, and put down the curtain in his hand.He never wants to come back.