Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Su Wujing turned away and defended, "I'm just curious."

"Just curious?" Lin Shuangchen raised his eyebrows and placed his lips against Su Wujing's ear in an ambiguous whisper, "Then can I understand that His Highness is out of curiosity and wants to give it a try with me?"

"I don't!"

"Yes, yes! Your Highness doesn't have it, but I do. What should I do?"

Su Wujing glared hard at Lin Shuangchen, but it had no intimidating effect and was held captive by Lin Shuangchen's smile.

In any case, inexplicably, his wet clothes were taken off one by one, and his long black hair was scattered in the water. As the water ripples floated, the temperature in the pool became higher and higher, steaming his whole body into pink.

Water vapor came up and blurred his vision. Something condensed in the corner of his eye, rolled down wetly, and was wiped away by his fingertips.

Su Wujing closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Stop looking."

"Okay, Your Highness can't see it when he closes his eyes."

Lin Shuangchen coaxed, lowered his head and kissed the water droplets from the other corner of Su Wujing's eyes, treating them as Su Wujing's emotional tears, and he was satisfied.

After the absurdity, Su Wujing slept for a long time before waking up. He opened his eyes and was hugged as soon as he moved his body. A low voice came from behind him.

"Get some more sleep."

Hearing this, Su Wujing didn't move anymore, but looked at the wisteria outside the window. A small flower fell and stopped on the window sill.

The scene in front of him flashed, and a figure flashed past the window sill. He came to the window sill with a large handful of lotus leaves in his hand, and spoke to the stunned young man on the small couch.

"Your Highness, I picked lotus leaves. How about we eat lotus leaf chicken today?"

The young man sitting on the small couch slowly raised his head and looked at the lotus leaf in the man's hand. He tilted his head in confusion, opened his lips, and softly uttered a few words.

"Chicken with Lotus Leaf."

The arms around the waist tightened, the picture was broken, leaving only the little flower on the windowsill, and Lin Shuangchen's voice came to his ears again.

"Your Highness, do you want to eat lotus leaf chicken?"

Su Wujing turned around blankly and met Lin Shuangchen's questioning gaze.

The face in front of him became blurry again, and the facial features could not be seen clearly. The snow-white inner clothes turned into gray robes, the lips opened and closed, and the voice was strange yet familiar.

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness, I will always be with you and there will be no more nightmares."

Su Wujing blinked his eyes, trying hard to see the face clearly. He felt sour in his heart, and unconsciously raised his hand to touch the face that could not be seen clearly.

His hand was held, and the voice sounded again, and he was very excited.

"Your Highness! I told my master that I will no longer be a Taoist disciple in the future. Your Highness, how about we get married? Find a place where no one knows us. Are you willing to be my wife?"

The sourness turned into grief. Su Wujing lowered his head and held his heart, breathing heavily. His eyes could no longer see anything, and only the pictures in his mind continued.

The gray Taoist robe turned into a purple brocade robe, and the man was being held captive with a knife at his neck.

He struggled, his deep eyes were covered with mist, and he shouted something at him.

But he couldn't hear it. There was a buzzing in his ears and he couldn't hear anything.

My heart hurts so much, it feels like it's about to break when I squeeze it.

His whole body was hugged, and the warm embrace made him escape those vague memories. The buzzing in his ears also disappeared, and a voice came to him, anxious and panicked.

"Your Highness, your Highnesses who are alright have passed away. Your Highness, don't cry, don't cry."

cry?

Su Wujing raised his hand blankly, and his fingers touched the water stains at the corners of his eyes, which were wet and cool.

Are these his tears?

Will he cry?

But why is he crying?

Su Wujing didn't understand why he would still cry for that person when he had clearly abandoned him and deceived him for so many years.

But the heartache is real, even in the past it was sour, suppressing his breathing.

Su Wujing frowned, and before he could say anything, his face was held up. His eyes met Lin Shuangchen's eyes, which looked panicked and distressed, with faint tears.

Such familiar eyes, as if I’ve seen them before somewhere.

Su Wujing raised his hand to touch it and blurted out the words, "Why did you leave me? Why did you lie to me?"

The hand that wiped away his tears paused, and there was only disappointment and loneliness in his helpless eyes, which stimulated Su Wujing's heart to hurt again.

Su Wujing couldn't help but tremble, closed her eyes forcefully and buried herself in that warm embrace.

He seemed to have recognized the wrong person again. He would never forget that person.

Biting his lip hard, Su Wujing didn't want to be influenced by this emotion. He tried his best to suppress it, and a low coaxing came from above his head.

"I didn't lie to you, and I won't lie to you. Your Highness, I'm back, don't cry, I won't leave, never again."

Lin Shuangchen whispered, feeling sour in his heart. Why could Su Wujing still not be able to forget that person even now? She was obviously attracted to him and willing to respond to him, so why did that person appear in Su Wujing's memory to destroy her again.

Lin Shuangchen was so unwilling that Su Wujing's tears were not falling for him.

He was so seriously injured, and Su Wujing's body was trembling when he was bullied, but he was still no match for that man's flash in the pan in Su Wujing's memory.

Lin Shuangchen lowered his head on Su Wujing's head, hugged the person in his arms tightly with both arms, and murmured to himself, "Your Highness, can you think of me as him? Just think of me as him, and give me a little of your obsession with him. , even just a little bit. Your Highness, what should I do to make you forget about him and replace him."

Su Wujing heard this and tightened his body. He also wanted to forget and regard Lin Shuangchen as that person.

That way he could lie to himself that he was not abandoned.

But he couldn't seem to do it, and he also wanted to ask why that person wasn't Lin Shuangchen.

It’s not that I can’t come back, I’m just trying to go back to find him.

But why?

That person was not Lin Shuangchen.

His face was lifted up again. Su Wujing opened his eyes and looked at the face in front of him. His lips were sealed before he could speak.

It's no longer gentle and urgent, but more like a catharsis of emotions.

But he no longer wanted to struggle and refuse. He endured it silently. After they separated, he heard Lin Shuangchen's paranoid voice.

"Your Highness, will you also shed tears for me?"

Su Wujing opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to spit out a good word.

It was a completely different feeling. Lin Shuangchen had always been gentle to him, but this time the tenderness was gone.

The nails dug deeply into the flesh, and he fell into confusion again and again. Su Wujing blinked his eyes, tears fell quietly, and was kissed carefully again.

But even so, Lin Shuangchen was not satisfied. He was paranoid and wanted to surpass that person's position in Su Wujing's heart. He wanted more tears, tears shed for him.

After ups and downs countless times, Su Wujing finally fell asleep again.

There was no dream, just a blank. He sealed those memories again, and he didn't want to remember them again.

He wants to try loving another person with all his heart.

You may be disappointed, but no matter what the outcome is, it shouldn't be worse than it is now.