Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

Hearing the middle-aged man describe the past, Gu Xizhou's expression froze on his face. He had heard this story from the deceased's mother once before...but the two told them completely different versions.Gu Xizhou frowned and looked at the back of the stooped middle-aged man who left, and couldn't say anything more.

Gu Xizhou got off work early and returned home exhausted. For some reason, Si Yu, who was always at home, was not there at this time. He fell asleep on the sofa with his eyes closed.

blood.

a lot of blood.

Tick, tick, blood dripped down the stairs, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Are you going to die?

It was as if the body had been crushed at last, the blood flowed out along the body, dripped down the stairs, strength was lost little by little, despair climbed into his heart, and Gu Xizhou suddenly felt his heart ache.

Ningqing's summer was rainy, and a Maybach drove slowly from the parking lot.

Inside the car, the driver was a 27-year-old young man with good features. While driving, he carefully peeked at the big boss sitting in the back seat with the rearview mirror.

The big boss lowered his eyelids, as if he was in a trance, thinking about something, the driver took a sneak peek, and just about to find out, the big boss sitting behind suddenly raised his head and met his gaze.

The big boss was really holding a note in his hand at this time, the boss looked extremely gloomy when he saw the note, his whole person seemed like a statue carved out of ice, just being in the same space made people feel unbelievably cold.

Si Yu looked down at the note in his hand, then crumpled the note into a ball, making a creaking sound with his fingers, and then threw the note into the trash box on the car.

"Boss, are you... are you okay?" the young driver asked cautiously.

Si Yu's thin lips were pursed into a line, and the expression on his face looked a little cold. Hearing the young driver's concern, he just hummed lightly.

fate?

But he is the person who does not believe in fate the least, but also the person who believes in fate the most.

"Do you believe in fate?" Si Yu suddenly said in a soft voice, watching the scenery outside the car window as he kept stepping backwards.

There seemed to be no one else in the car.

"Ah?" The young man who was driving was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to realize that it was Si Yu who was asking him: "Fate?! Believe...but I don't believe it either."

"Huh?" Si Yu, who was sitting in the back row, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me."

The man said softly: "I can't choose my birth, but I can choose where to work, where to live, and what kind of person to be. These all come from my heart..."

……

"Before I was born, I couldn't change it, but after I was born, all the choices I made were my own choices, so I don't think fate controls me, but I control fate."

"... Big boss, did I talk too much?" The talkative young man realized that the big boss didn't pay attention to him, and he said awkwardly: "Sorry, I..."

Si Yu glanced at him and said softly, "You don't need to apologize, you helped me figure out one thing."

After driving for another ten minutes, the car finally arrived in front of a two-story villa.

Seeing that the big boss didn't seem to be angry because of his talking too much, the man took a deep breath. He was about to drive away when he suddenly saw the big boss waving at him, so he immediately rolled down the car window, "Boss, something fell Are you in the car?"

Si Yu shook his head. He stared at the driver and said, "Don't take the Lotus Road when you go back."

"Okay..." Although he didn't know why, the driver still agreed to Si Yu's request.

The young driver drove away, accidentally opened the cigarette case, took out the note and spread it out.

Content on the note: Do you think he really likes you, or is he just accepting the fate you arranged for him?

The words on the note were crooked, as if a child was just learning to write, it was ugly.

Gu Xizhou, who was sleeping at home, felt a pair of hands placed between his brows, helping him to push away the frowning brows, and the next moment, he patted him lightly on the shoulder, pulling him out of the nightmare.

Gu Xizhou woke up with a start, and found that the hands holding him were Si Yu's hands. He rubbed his forehead covered in cold sweat, panting heavily.

Since his resurrection, he has dreamed of this dream several times. It is something hidden in the deepest part of his memory. Why do he always dream about what happened when he died recently?

The spiritual world is the redemption for ghosts, so why didn't he become a ghost? If that's the case... Could it be that all the people who died at that time can come back?

Gu Xizhou was thinking in his mind, and suddenly his nose felt sore, it's impossible... Everyone died that day, including him.

There is no possibility of a repeat.

No.

Gu Xizhou couldn't figure it out when he was so old dreaming about the past, and he didn't think about the past recently. After his resurrection, he didn't even have any contact with the past, and he rarely took the initiative to think about those things.

Those memories of his were not good ones, and Gu Xizhou was not a masochist, he never recalled them.

But recently, he kept dreaming about those things inexplicably. In the dream, he seemed to return to the day when he died. The feeling of powerlessness was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe at all.

Gu Xizhou suppressed the discomfort in his heart, breathed heavily, and looked up to see Si Yu half-sitting on the edge of the sofa looking at him with a pair of deep eyes.

"Have a nightmare?"

Gu Xizhou nodded.

"Can you talk to me?" Si Yu asked in a deep voice with his dark eyes just staring at Gu Xizhou.

Gu Xizhou: "There's nothing to say."

Si Yu: "I want to know."

Gu Xizhou changed the subject, he didn't want to talk about the past, it was a nightmare for him, Gu Xizhou asked: "Did you go out?"

"Heh," Si Yu saw that Gu Xizhou didn't want to say anything, and he didn't force Gu Xizhou forcefully. He laughed lowly. From his deep voice, the slightly magnetic voice was like a pair of hands gently kneading Gu Xizhou's eardrums. , "The company has something to do, so I went there."

"Oh..." Gu Xizhou sat up from the sofa and stared at Si Yu for a while.

Si Yu's face was indeed very handsome, Gu Xizhou habitually took a second look.

"Are you peeking at me?" Si Yu asked softly, grabbing Gu Xizhou's hand with one hand, his eyes were bent, and Gu Xizhou's face was reflected in his eyes.

Gu Xizhou nodded, "Yes."

Hearing Gu Xizhou's answer, Si Yu froze for a moment, staring at Gu Xizhou with a slight glow.

……

"Come here, eat." Si Yu said in a warm voice.

Gu Xizhou glanced at him, got off the sofa, his feet were numb, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Si Yu caught him quickly, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His lips just brushed against Gu Xizhou. The Adam's apple, while the breath sweeps over, is a little itchy.

Gu Xizhou glanced at him, looked outside, and said casually, "Thank you, let's eat."

After Gu Xizhou broke free from Si Yu's hand, he took two steps forward. At the same time, Si Yu stepped forward and hugged Gu Xizhou directly from behind, with quite strong arms.

Being hugged like this, Gu Xizhou could only feel the smell of Si Yu's body in his mouth and nose, Si Yu put his chin on his shoulder, his hands gently passed through Gu Xizhou's black hair, and then he slid his hands from his waist Just put it on it, wrapping the back of his hands around Gu Xizhou's neck.

"You like me, don't you?" Si Yu's low voice rang in his ears.

Gu Xizhou felt that Si Yu was a little strange. Recently, he would suddenly ask him this question, asking him over and over again. He had already answered it, why did he come again?

"Why don't you talk?" Si Yu asked with downcast eyes and a pitiful voice.

Gu Xizhou's clothes were disheveled by Si Yu, he turned his head slightly to Si Yu and said, "I like you, I like you."

Si Yu looked down at him, he was wearing a white shirt today, the cuffs were rolled up to reveal his strong forearm muscles, his hair had unknowingly become messy from the previous rubbings, which made him stern There is a little more abstinence in the temperament.

Hearing Gu Xizhou's answer, Si Yu dragged his chin and turned his head to look at Gu Xizhou carefully. Gu Xizhou was a little embarrassed by his look, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said softly, "Why are you staring at me? You always ask me something lately. Weird question."

Si Yu said: "I am very happy."

"Happy?" Gu Xizhou moved his eyelids, paused on Si Yu's cheek, and asked, "You really like me that much?"

Si Yu nodded and said: "Well. I like you more than you think, no... To be precise, I love you.

"Gu Xizhou, I love you."

Gu Xizhou heard Si Yu's sudden confession. Although Gu Xizhou was happy, he didn't know what to say. He tentatively asked, "Is something wrong? You've been a little strange recently."

"No." Si Yu stroked Gu Xizhou's hair, and then said nothing.

Fu Yiran has sent him notes many times, each time the same sentence was written on the note——

Do you think he really likes you, or is he just accepting the fate you arranged for him?

Fu Yiran is just meddling in his own business.

After eating his rice bowl, Gu Xizhou took a shower and sat aside. For some reason, he fell asleep even though he was leaning against the sofa.

Tick.

Tick.

There was a lot of blood, the man subconsciously covered his waist with his hands, the blood dripped down the stairs, and there were noisy voices in his ears.

"This policeman is finally dead." It seemed that someone whispered such an unreal word in his ear, but Gu Xizhou could clearly hear the disdain and contempt in the man's tone.

And around the man, there were many spectators around, and the appearance of these people gradually changed from clear to blurred.

Gu Xizhou felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe——

"Xizhou, wake up." Si Yu came out of the bathroom, saw Gu Xizhou frowning, his head covered in cold sweat, and woke Gu Xizhou up.

Gu Xizhou opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed them with the back of his hand.

"Nightmare again?" Si Yu asked in a deep voice.

Gu Xizhou hummed, his face turned pale, recently... It's strange, he always dreams about things from the past, dreaming about those scenes when he died, why is it like this.