Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

You know what I've been through for hundreds of days and nights?

Do you know the pain of my tossing and turning, sleepless day and night?

You don't know anything.

As soon as Gu Qingkuang raised his eyes, he tingbai's white face could be seen, just like the peach blossom blooming in the mountains in April.

He tingbai was standing on the pure land, where he could only see light.

And he was in the dark, and all he could see was dirt.

Gu Qing lowered his head, his voice also lowered, but still full of anger: "you don't understand me."

He tingbai also wanted to understand him, but he didn't say it himself. How could he know.

What he wants to do is to force Gu Qingkuang to reveal his past and force him to come out of the shadow.

He tingbai knew it was cruel.

But it always hurts to sprinkle powder on the wound. If you don't care, the result will only rot, not better.

He listens to white slow voice way: "you are my elder brother, if I don't understand you, in this world, who can understand you?"

Gu Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at him. He leaned over and looked at he tingbai and asked, "do you think I Is it clean? "

He tingbai did not answer the rhetorical question: "what do you think of my brother?"

He chuckled, "I think I'm dirty."

At that moment, Gu Qingkuang seemed to lose his mind and murmured in a low voice: "it's really dirty. The gods don't want to cross me, and the river can't be washed."

The corner of his mouth is clearly upward, but he tingbai feels very sad in his heart, and seems to be able to hear the soul sobbing.

"It can be washed clean." He tingbai took his hand and went to the window.

He side head to Gu Qing crazy smile, full of the sun, shining, "brother, believe me."

Gu Qing crazy Leng God, let him lead.

Until he tingbai opens the window and the sunlight pours down, Gu Qingkuang squints uncomfortably.

He suddenly regained his mind.

What is he doing? Why should he listen to Bai? Thinking of what he had just done, he could not help but spit on his vulnerability.

Gu Qing wildly wants to shake off he tingbai's hand and leave in a mess.

But he tingbai stretched out his hands out of the window. He said in a warm voice, "borrow a ray of sunlight from heaven and earth, and wash away the dirt for one person."

His hands closed, as if there were really stars in his hands.

He tingbai turns around and stands on tiptoe, gathering his palms on Gu Qingkuang's head and gently releasing them.

As if, the light really fell on Gu Qingkuang.

It's in his heart.

Gu Qingkuang lost his mind in his eyes, and the warmth came from his fingertips.

He raised his eyes and looked at he tingbai's serious and awe inspiring look. The end of his eyes suddenly turned red.

"It hurts." He spoke in a trembling voice.

"That day, it really hurt."

The light reflected his handsome facial features, adding a bit of heat.

In the dead of night, he had the impulse to destroy this face.

But he knew that those who were physically handicapped could not be officials.

So he can only live like a walking corpse.

He whispered to he tingbai about his struggle, his pain, his despair.

All the people in the world love to pray for God and worship Buddha, and keep their hopes in the illusory legends. But if there was a Buddha in the world, why didn't he show mercy to save him.

Gu Qingkuang doesn't believe in ghosts, he only believes in himself. Therefore, he wants to turn the world around and completely subvert the dirty royal family.

Finally, he tingbai closed the window again.

He looked at Gu Qingkuang and said in a low voice, "brother, it's OK. I'll accompany you."