Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

"I can't do it," Xu Muyan shook his head, and said seriously, "I can't make fun of innocent lives, really can't. I'm a human being, a real human being."

"So what? Your life and death are in the master's hands. If the master doesn't allow you to die, you just can't die!"

Yu Lisheng suddenly turned his face, pushed him down on the bed, stared at Xu Muyan coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Your fate has long been tied up with the fate of the teacher. In this life, in this life, and in eternity, you have to The same teacher is entangled endlessly!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Lisheng gnawed on Xu Muyan's neck wantonly.

The sharp pain didn't make Xu Muyan dodge, he was like a log, he didn't dodge, he let Yulisheng do whatever he wanted on him.

But soon, Yulisheng stopped again.

After a long silence, Yu Lisheng silently gathered up Xu Muyan's clothes again.

Did not move him.

Xu Muyan sneered and said, "You hate me for being dirty, don't you? Just because I'm a little succubus now?"

"Words..."

"Don't call me Yanyan, you are not worthy."

After Xu Muyan said this, he was ready to be strangled by Yulisheng.

But no, Yu Lisheng looked very disappointed, raising his hand to pinch his brow.

After a long while, Yulisheng said in a low voice: "Take good care of your body, and when the recovery is complete, Master will help you change back to your original body."

"If... there is really no way to completely restore your previous body and appearance, Master will accompany you to disfigure your face."

"Here..." Yu Lisheng pointed at her still flushed cheeks, and said in a low voice, "A few slashes, like this, Master will be hurt and ugly together with you."

Xu Muyan couldn't describe his feelings at this moment.

He didn't think that this could soothe his wounded heart, but it made him more frightened.

I just feel as if I have been licking blood on the tip of a knife, struggling hard in the sea of ​​blood.

But now, Xu Muyan suddenly felt very tired, and he didn't want to be so entangled anymore.

In order to seek death, Xu Muyan started all kinds of acts of death.

He was beginning to be as moody as the little widow.

Obviously at the last moment, the little widow still held him in her arms and kissed his forehead tenderly.

The next moment, Xu Muyan slapped him.

Across half of the fair and handsome cheeks of the little widow.

But the little widow was unusually not angry, and even grabbed Xu Muyan's palm and kissed it, asking him if his hand still hurts.

For another example, the little widow cooks for him, and it is said that it is very hard work-the little widow's sword moves are really extravagant and gaudy.

But his ability to cut vegetables with a kitchen knife is not satisfactory, and it is hard to describe.

He even cut off half of his fingernail just to slice a potato.

The bright red flesh is exposed.Ten fingers connected to the heart, the little widow didn't feel any pain.

Wrap it in gauze casually, and start kneading the dough again.

The little widow said that she wanted to make dumplings for Xu Muyan herself.

Knowing that Xu Muyan likes to eat meat very much, he directly made dumplings stuffed with pork and green onions.

In addition to mincing the meat and stuffing, making dumplings also involves rolling out the dough and kneading beautiful lace on each dumpling.

But the little widow with a broken nail obviously didn't expect that it would be so difficult to meet up.

Take a good pot of noodles and make it bloody, which makes people very unappetizing at first glance.

Not only that, but the little widow also didn't allow Mu Yan to stay too far away from her. No matter where she went, she would tie him aside with iron chains.

Even when making dumplings, Xu Muyan had to be tied in the kitchen to watch.

As if afraid that Xu Muyan would be bored, the little widow would even pick out a few books about mountains and rivers and exotic places for him to read.

Bring him another chair, put a soft pillow on it, and let Xu Muyan sit comfortably.

As long as he stretched out his hand, Xu Muyan could touch the pastry.

Yulisheng forbade him to eat more, because he had to eat dumplings later.

He was also not allowed not to eat, because he was afraid that Xu Muyan would have a stomachache from hunger.

Xu Muyan was on the road to death, never to return, and when the little widow met, he slammed and smashed beside him.

Either the book fell on the little widow, or it fell into the dumpling stuffing.

Even throwing pastries all over the place.

Yulisheng was silent at the beginning, bowed his head and continued to meet, in order not to stain his sleeves, he stroked his elbow directly.

Two lean, white arms were exposed.

It can be clearly seen that the veins on the arm are bulging, indicating that the owner of the arm has been holding back his anger.

It wasn't until Yu Lisheng couldn't bear it anymore that he half-coaxed and half-persuaded him, "Yanyan, you should be quiet, you always do this, Master can't make dumplings for you."

"What's wrong with me?" Xu Muyan took off his boots, threw Yu Lisheng on him, and said provocatively, "You don't like me? Then kill me."

"Yanyan, Master won't kill you, Master wants to take good care of you."

Yulisheng was not angry either, it was winter now, and there was a heavy snowfall last night.

Although the kitchen was warm, it was still cold with bare feet.

Yu Lisheng took his hands out of the basin, ready to wash his hands first, and help Xu Muyan put on his boots.

The washbasin was beside Xu Muyan.

Yulisheng approached slowly, but Xu Muyan suddenly took the salt next to him, and sprinkled it into the basin in front of him.

After sprinkled, Xu Muyan said with a smile: "Wash, wash it clean, if you don't wash it clean, how can you put on my shoes? My hands are so dirty."

"Okay, Master will wash it for you."

Yulisheng seemed to be not afraid of pain by nature, so he really put both hands in the basin.

Blood oozes from half of the broken nail, and soon the water is stained red.

Yulisheng didn't know it hurt, and kept washing the pimples between her fingers completely.

Then he took back the boots that Xu Muyan had thrown away, squatted down, and put them on for him.

"Yanyan, you can torture Master as much as you want, but don't torture yourself."

Yu Lisheng raised her red eyes, and said softly: "The world... is about to celebrate the New Year. This is our first year together, Yan Yan, it's almost the New Year, so why don't you treat Master better?"

"I can't." Xu Muyan shook his head, and said word by word, "You've hurt me so far, I can't forgive you anymore."

"It's up to you. You can hate it if you want. It's up to you. Anyway, you are the teacher now. You can do whatever you want as a teacher."

Yu Lisheng's tone sounded a little hoarse. After putting Xu Muyan's boots on, he filled a basin of water again and washed his hands clean.

Silently, he took out the reconciled noodles, pulled them into pieces, and carefully rolled the dumpling skins with a rolling pin.

But Yulisheng really doesn't know how to cook, let alone make dumplings.

Who knows who he learned from, and he didn't learn very well.

The rolled dumpling wrappers are oddly shaped, not to mention ugly, thin and thick, and ugly as hell.

After making more than a dozen dumplings in a row, Yulisheng slowly grasped a little bit of the essence.

But the package is so ugly that it can be said that it is hard to describe.

Xu Muyan realized later that today should be the winter solstice, so the little widow took pains to make dumplings for him.

It is a custom left by our ancestors to eat dumplings during the winter solstice.

When Xu Muyan was alive, he would either spend the winter solstice alone, or live under the fence, watching other people's faces in various ways.

Never had a decent winter solstice.

But now, Yulisheng wants to spend the winter solstice with him in such a big way.

He also kept saying that this was the first year they fell in love.

It was also Xu Muyan's first winter, the first winter solstice, after wearing the book.

While making dumplings, Yulisheng said in a low voice: "Originally, I didn't really like this kind of festival as a teacher, but I thought you might like it. This is the first time my teacher has fallen in love with you. It’s the winter solstice, no matter what, Master wants to personally make dumplings for you.”

"Yanyan, don't always be angry with the master. What if the master has no heart? Isn't he also in love with you?"

"When spring begins next year, Master will take you to see the peach blossoms together."

"Looking at peach blossoms in spring, red lotuses in summer, maple leaves in autumn, and sitting around a small red clay stove in winter, Master and you sit on the porch and watch the snow. Tell me, okay?"

But I can't wait for spring.

Xu Muyan thought to himself that he could not wait for spring.

He can't wait until next spring to watch peach blossoms with Master.

Can't wait anymore.

But Xu Muyan didn't say anything, just sneered coldly, and after a long time, he said again: "Master, you are right, as long as you become as cold-hearted as Master, you won't feel anything. Painful. The disciple is happy now."

"Seeing the suffering of the master, the disciples really feel very happy."

After hearing this, Yu Lisheng laughed softly: "Just be happy."

After that, he stopped talking and made dumplings in silence.

After making ugly dumplings one after another, they went to light a fire to boil water.

After the water boils, put the dumplings into the pot one by one.

When the dumplings were almost cooked, Yulisheng carefully fished out all the uncooked dumplings, and served them to Xu Muyan.

Yulisheng said with joy and anticipation on his face: "This is the first time Master has made dumplings. Although it doesn't look very pretty, you can taste it to see if it suits your taste."

Xu Muyan closed his eyes, staring at the small bowl of dumplings handed in front of him.

If, at any time before Yulisheng forcibly poured him cold medicine.

Yulisheng could make a dumpling for him, hand it to him, and say sorry.

Maybe, Xu Muyan wouldn't be so sad now, and the two of them wouldn't be where they are now.

Xu Muyan didn't answer, but just pushed Yu Lisheng's hand away.

Rolling|The hot dumpling was overturned, and the back of Yu Lisheng's hand was soaked, so hot that the flesh was red.

Yu Lisheng didn't say anything, just silently looked at the few dumplings left in the bowl, passed it over again, and said softly, "Try it, even just one."

But Xu Muyan pushed over again.

This time, even the dumplings and the bowl were pushed to the ground and fell to pieces.

Just like their current relationship, they are torn apart, and there is no way to go back to the past.

It's as if it never really started and ended so badly.

Every time Xu Muyan was first moved by his master, he would soon be tortured and humiliated again.

Humiliation after humiliation.

This is not the first time.

Yulisheng especially likes to control other people's life and death, and play with other people's sincerity.

He gave Xu Muyan hope time and time again, but made him feel desperate again and again.

"Yanyan, is Master not doing well enough? What else do you want?"

Yu Lisheng stepped forward suddenly, making a gesture to grab Xu Muyan's neck, but she stopped after all.

He just looked down at the young man in front of him, and murmured in pain and loss, "Yanyan, do you really... really want Master to die?"

"Yes, I just hate you, I especially hate you, I hate you to death!"

Xu Muyan suddenly stood up, and the chains rattled, and said sharply: "If you imprison me like a dog, then I won't make it easier for you!"

"Torturing each other?"

"Yes, it is to torture each other!"

Yu Lisheng shook his head, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he bent down.

Pick up the dumplings that fell on the ground one by one.

It must not be eaten.It was covered with dust.

"People in the world say that dumplings are eaten during the winter solstice, so as not to freeze their ears off. It turns out...it's all a lie."

Yu Lisheng stood up, sighed long and said: "Liars, they are all liars."

The two quarreled again and broke up.

It snowed heavily outside for a whole day and night.

Xu Muyan was imprisoned in the palace all day, extremely bored.

He also had to face the coffin, a dead body, and a little widow.

The little widow is very perverted. Every day, she takes out the corpse to wipe it clean, washes her face and binds her hair.

They also change clothes for the corpse every now and then.

He even rubbed hands with the corpse intimately.

The cold lips were stuck to the same cold corpse.

Xu Muyan felt disgusted, unspeakably disgusted.

But no matter how hysterical he was, Yu Lisheng still couldn't forget the corpse.

Even at night, Xu Muyan slept in bed.

Yu Lisheng was lying in the coffin with the corpse in his arms, and shouted every word.

Xu Muyan didn't know whether Yulisheng liked his soul or his body.

It seems that I like both his skin and his body.

I like both and want to have both.

But how can fish and bear's paw have both?

In any case, there is no going back to the past, and there will never be a return to the past.

Xu Muyan faced the wall, buried his head and face in the quilt and cried secretly.

Master has never cherished him, not even once.

After Yulisheng heard the movement, she turned over and got up from the coffin, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and looked at the trembling figure in the bed.

In the dark night, boiled red eyes.

He wanted to reach out to hold him in his arms, but was afraid that Xu Muyan would get angry again.

After a long time, Yu Lisheng carefully laid down beside Xu Muyan.

The two are obviously lying on the same bed, but they are clearly separated, and they don't touch each other.

Sleepless all night until dawn.

Xu Muyan didn't fall into a deep sleep until dawn.

In his sleep, his shoulders were still twitching, and he was muttering something.

Yulisheng couldn't help but leaned closer to listen, but heard Xu Muyan say: "I want to go home... let me go home."