Jiang Chao Ge and the Spirit Weapon

Yinchuan left-handedly supported his right-handed desk and was resting with his eyes closed. The slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids. The edge of the window was groaned by the evening wind. The paper was rustling. The soft light in the room gave his white hair A layer of orange ground shadow, he is like a perfect statue, even the surrounding air freezes for him.

The door was gently pushed open, and the small frictional sound of the hinges made Yinchuan open his eyes. He looked at the door, his eyelashes trembled, and his voice was soft, with a few blame: "Why are you here again? ? "

The man at the door stepped out of the shadow. He had a cloud-sucking face, from the look of his eyebrows to the emotions of his eyes, but it was not Yunqi at all, but the ancient witch ancestor Dijiang who lived in Yunxi's body. He went to the case of Qin and looked straight at Yinchuan: "Why can't I come."

Yinchuan lowered his head, and there was a pain in his eyes, but he was unwilling to share it with others: "Dijiang, I said, don't see me again with a cloud of breath."

"You said, I want to listen to you?" Dijiang's voice had obvious undulations. "It's always like this between you and me, I go further, you take a step back, so I have to keep going forward a lot of steps I can barely walk with you. Now that I do n’t even have my own body, you do n’t let me see you with a breath, what do you want me to see you? ”

Yinchuan's fist clenched under his sleeve: "Dijiang, you are not Yun Xi, Yun Xi is not you, how do you want me to face you?"

Dijiang squatted in front of Yinchuan and stared at his eyes quietly: "Aren't we all the same? He's asleep now, so I come out to see you, I can promise you not to take his body, he When he is awake, he is himself. Is he asleep, can't I come out? "

Yinchuan looked up at him: "You use his body to see me at night, what do you want me to do? Even if you look exactly the same, after all, he is him, you are you, you cannot use his body to me ..."

Dijiang approached him, his eyes were like a torch: "How is it with you? Do you dare to say that you never wanted it? Yinchuan, we also had a long good time. Although you are weak and you do n’t know fun, you always want me to go again and again. Advance, it ’s precious to me. I thought that even if you do n’t know human love, I have been with you for thousands of years. It ’s always special to you. I did n’t expect that you could be generous to anyone, but only to me. , Extremely cruel! "

Yinchuan grabbed Dijiang's wrist and snarled, "What do you know!"

Dijiang strove to throw him to the ground: "I don't know anything! In your eyes, I am just an extravagant, unruly beast, but I like you. From the first time I heard your piano, From the moment I see you, I like you! "He covered Yinchuan's lips tightly, and it shouldn't be a kiss, but a bite of anger.

Yinchuan wanted to push him away, but when he grabbed the slightly thin shoulder, his magic was fastened generally. He rolled over and pressed Dijiang underneath, mainly anti-passengers, and went violently inconsistent with his appearance. Kissing and biting to make the lips soft, even Dijiang's eyes flashed with surprise.

This kiss contains a suffocating despair, as if it can swallow human bones and blood into the boundless darkness. This emotion is very expressive. It will instantly break the hearts of the two people, and it will make people sad. , The more painful.

Dijiang suddenly pushed away Yinchuan.

Yinchuan gasped and stared at him, always calm like the pair of ice-blue eyes in the mountains and lakes. At this moment, it was all chaotic, and his eyes were red. He dumbly said, "Dijiang, for thousands of years, I never stop thinking about you, but this is the body of Yunxi, I can't ... ".

Di Jiang trembled: "But I don't care."

"I care." Yinchuan closed her eyes and slowly stood up. "I can't treat Yunyun like that, and I can't ... I can't treat you like that either."

"What do you mean."

"You are my female beast, forever, the only female beast." Yin Chuan stretched out his hand, stroking Dijiang's face gently, his eyes soft and sad, "Even if you only have a ray of lone spirits left, I will not Betrayed you. "

When Dijiang's eye circles were hot, tears suddenly slipped, and he slammed into Yinchuan's arms, choking and choking, "Why the fake asshole, why haven't you changed for so many years."

Yinchuan caressed his back, sighed, tightened his arms, and hugged Dijiang more forcefully. This warm body made him feel like he was back in 10,000 years ago. Zheng Mao, the world, they all thought that the rivers and rivers would flow, and life would never end. A song had a hundred years of history, and time passed quietly at the fingertips. Who could have imagined that in a blink of an eye, it was completely different, and now embrace again, one is the beast soul, the other is the lone soul, how cruel.

Dijiang buried his face in Yinchuan's soft white hair, and gently whispered: "Then I will accompany you like this, will I be with you every night, we will tune the piano, read and write poetry, as before "Even if I don't have my own body, as long as I can see you again, I'll be content."

Yinchuan sighed, "Will you stay with me like this for thousands of years."

"Yes, I am willing to do this until the end of the world."

Yinchuan's eyes showed a heartbreaking sorrow. He embraced Dijiang, but he didn't have any realism of possession. He felt guilty about Yunxi, but his thoughts on Dijiang were already a sea of ​​sorrow. The embankment, morality and affection have been tormenting him constantly since the day when the emperor Jiangsu awoke. He desperately wanted to hold tighter, but there was a burst of weakness.

Dijiang closed his eyes, and his mouth suddenly hummed a familiar tune. Yinchuan's heart trembled. It was a song that he and Dijiang had composed together. This ephemeral melody had been sealed in the memory for too long. He thought it was no more There will be no day to see the sun again.

Emperor Jiang hummed, and wrapped his fingers around Yinchuan's white hair with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Listening to Yinchuan, the heart gradually calmed down, all the struggles and contradictions became thoughts, rubbed into the tune, and gradually assimilated.

Yinchuan could not help but stretched out his hand, flicking his finger across the strings, a stream of clear-cut melody leaked, and the room was agile.

Di Jiang opened his eyes and smiled at him: "You remember."

"How can I forget."

Dijiang sat upright and fell on the piano carefully with both hands: "This is the best piano I have ever made, because it uses your horn."

Yinchuan's long arm looped over his back, and his left hand fell on Dijiang's hand. He slenderly pierced his fingers through the gap between Dijiang's fingers and gently folded the strings: "It's a wonderful piano." The voice was soft And extremely magnetic, it is the best musical instrument in the world.

Dijiang twisted his fingers and ran his fingertips across the strings like clouds. The ice-white lines and snow-white guqin flowed out, exuding a beautiful and pleasant tempo. Maybe it has not touched the piano for too long. After a transfer, Emperor Jiang Jianmei froze slightly, quite dissatisfied.

Yinchuan chuckled: "Come on, let's get familiar with each other." He also covered his right hand on Dijiang's hands. The two of them twirled their fingers and danced on the strings. One's hand.

Dijiang leaned into Yinchuan's arms, his eyes burst into a smile, and his face was red.

That wonderful piano sound seemed to bring a room of Zhilan, and the dim light was full of other styles. The eyes of the two people invariably appeared ten thousand years ago. They were enjoying tea and tea on the top of Kunlun.

Yinchuan felt a little sour in his chest, not sweet or painful. He put his lips against Dijiang's ears and said dumbly, "I never thought I'd see you again."

For a moment, the tune changed from high to low. The first second was still moonlight wind, but the next second was sorrowful and gentle. Long time, Dijiang said, "Me too."

Yinchuan carefully kissed his hair with trembling lips: "This time, I think we can really die together."

Dijiang choked and said, "Yes, don't let me bury you again, this time we will sleep together."

Yinchuan smiled slightly: "This is enough for me."

Dijiang didn't say anything, and there was impertinence in Qinyin's softness.

Things in the world cannot always be satisfactory. After the collapse, they can still meet and accompany occasionally at night, and play a tune, and talk a few words. For them, it is enough ... 2k novel reading network