After Be, I became the black moonlight of the paper man

Chapter 82 The person who can't keep

She held her breath and declined with a half-smile expression: "Thank you, Your Majesty. It's a pity that I have just practiced, and now I'm covered in sweat. It's rude. Please allow me to take a bath and change clothes first."

So it’s time for you to go!

Jun Zeci had no intention of being angry at all, stood up, kind of letting her go, and then said: "Then I will wait for you here, and have dinner with you."

Wei Huai'an, who had just walked a few steps, paused, and then seemed to be getting angry and walked faster and faster to take a bath in the side hall.

The meaning of this is clearly the same as in the past, to stay and stay overnight!

Wei Huai'an dined with Jun Zeci timidly, fearing that he would find something difficult to explain to him.Fortunately, Jun Zeci seemed very tired afterwards and took her to bed early.

However, what she didn't know was that after she fell asleep completely, Jun Zeci, who was lying next to her and seemed to have fallen asleep a long time ago, opened his eyes, looked deeply at the person beside him, hugged him into his arms, Then he fell asleep with satisfaction.

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At dusk, the night and the setting sun form an ambiguous dividing line, and the colorful clouds like flames burn in the sky.

Not far away in front of him seemed to be standing a beautiful young girl, wearing a plain long dress, showing the unsullied and romantic appearance of a young man.

As if realizing that someone was looking at her from afar behind her, the girl turned half sideways, revealing her impeccable jawline and high nose bridge.

The moment he saw the familiar face, Jun Zeci was taken aback - this person was Wei Huai'an whom he had been thinking about for a long time.Wei Huaian smiled slightly at him, moved his lips up and down, as if he had said something to him, but he still didn't hear anything.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness and panic came to my heart, and Jun Zeci subconsciously wanted to go over and hug her.But he fell into that feeling of being controlled again.

Reappearances of past experiences.

Jun Zeci almost subconsciously ran over to grab her hand.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to do this." Wei Huai'an looked at him and grabbed her hand, shook his head helplessly and smiled, "I know what you mean. It's just that I'm so tired of being disappointed again and again."

He saw her hand slipping from his fingertips. Wei Huaian once again lowered his head in extreme disappointment and said to him, "No need to come to me."

The cup of Hedinghong she drank seemed to slip down from his throat. Jun Zexi felt that his throat was tight and painful, and his internal organs began to twist and twist with the death of Wei Huai'an. He always felt that There was a fire that consumed him in his shell as well.

Even though the scarlet blood that was so frighteningly red splashed into the air again, he couldn't even keep a single body of her.

He watched Wei Huai'an's body gradually disappear into the air, leaving no bones or dust behind.

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In the middle of the night, Jun Zeci who was lying down suddenly opened his eyes, his hair was covered with sweat at some point, and his back was drenched with cold sweat.He stared at the void with his eyes open, feeling the tears blurring his eyes, watching all the scenery in front of him being wiped with a layer of mist, he didn't react for a long time.

The cold moonlight fell through the window with grilles, slightly illuminating the room where one could barely see anything.

However, as far as Yu Junzeci was concerned, the scene of Wei Huai'an's death in the dream just now has not disappeared for a long time.

Ever since the day Wei Huaian drank the fatal cup of Hedinghong in front of him, he would dream about Wei Huaian's death every night.

Sometimes, just like in the dream, she would smile at him one second and then die the next; sometimes her eyes would turn red and she would question him coldly, and then jump off a tall building; sometimes she would just suddenly lose her footing on the stairs. Fallen to death...

But no matter which dream it is, one thing remains the same—Jun Zeci cannot control his actions.

Just like that day when he knew that Wei Huai'an was innocent, but he seemed to be controlled by a pair of hands, unable to say what he wanted to say at all; he could neither speak the truth nor stop Wei Huai'an, and then he talked to the wooden man The same, watching his lover die, indifferent.

Jun Zeci has long known that the world he lives in is not normal.

He is always controlled by a pair of invisible hands, and he often forgets everything he did when he was with other concubines, but he remembers every little thing he did with Wei Huai'an.

After realizing this, Jun Zeci understood that Wei Huai'an's existence was different from any of them.

Wei Huaian and those beings who can control his actions are in the same world.And he was just a dispensable plaything in her hands.

Wei Huai'an came whenever he wanted, and left whenever he wanted.

He was regarded as the emperor by other people in this world, but what did he use to keep her?

With the crown on his head, the palace he lives in or the power in his hands?Or was it the silent cry when he woke up in panic every night? 【1】

But these were all given to him by outsiders like them.

He knew that he could never keep her.

Jun Zeci sat up, looking at the beautiful profile of Wei Huai'an who was sleeping next to him, a little lost in thought.

He took advantage of the disguise of night and took advantage of the fact that he would not be manipulated at this time to tear off the disguise that others had put on him, and cautiously approached Wei Huai'an's face, like a child sneaking into an adult's room, only daring to expose himself for a moment. the goal of.

When Jun Zeci saw Wei Huai'an in the afternoon, after confirming that it was her, his first reaction was to hide her, so that others could never see her again, so that she could never leave him again.

But no.

Jun Zeci closed his eyes, forcing himself to suppress those dark and unspeakable thoughts.He stared at the face that would appear in his dreams every night with almost greedy eyes, and quietly reached out and stroked her face.

"Just now, okay?" he asked in a low voice, his eyes humble.

After a while, seeing that Wei Huai'an didn't respond, he slowly pulled her into his arms, and kissed her gently between the eyebrows.

A despicable thief is not like a humble son, he only tried to defile the treasure in his hands with his dirty hands at night; he knew that it was impossible, but he just wanted to force it.

The person in his arms tossed and turned, and said something vaguely, as if he was very dissatisfied with him tossing around here in the middle of the night.

Jun Zexi smiled silently, patted her back gently, and coaxed her in a low voice to make her sleep more comfortably.

... At least at this moment, the treasure is in his arms.

He can pretend to be a paper man who doesn't know anything. He can do what she wants him to look like.In this way, she will stay longer, right?

"Xiaoman, my Xiaoman..."

He called her nickname word by word like a toddler.

"mine."

　【1】Adapted from Borges' "What Can I Keep You"
　　"What can I do to keep you?

　　I give you thin streets,

　　desperate sunset,

　　The moon in the wilderness.

　　I offer you the sorrow of a man who looks long and long at the lonely moon. "

　　That's what it says on the opening page, "What can I do to keep you?"

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　　The humbleness of the male protagonist at this stage stems from the disillusionment of the world view, that is, he finds that everything about himself is set by others.

　　I don't know if I have written this feeling?

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