Seeking Longevity by the River of Forgetfulness

The carriage was surprisingly quiet, Long Bieyi obediently and quickly finished all the cakes, then stared at Jing Zhe with great interest, as if she never tires of admiring it.

"What's wrong?" Jing Zhe asked.

Long Bieyi asked sharply: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"No," Jing Zhe said, "I'm a little bored, why don't I listen to your speech book."

Long Bieyi, who was coaxed by these words, was overjoyed, and talked about "The Bull Demon King vs. Lu Zhishen" with great interest.As soon as the little white dragon under the cherry blossoms in Yuncheng opened his mouth, the wild horse ran out of control, and it was difficult to control himself, and it was impossible to predict when the story would end.But Jing Zhe is very supportive, whenever Long Bie Yi talks about dry mouth, Jing Zhe will always hand him a cup of tea, and then smile approvingly.

The story came to an end, Long Bieyi followed Jing Zhe to dine at a roadside restaurant.Jing Zhe still took care of him meticulously, even cleaned his hands and peeled the shrimp for him, which made him very sad.

Now that he has confirmed his intentions for Jing Zhe, he suddenly remembered that Shui Ying was talking about "beauties", and felt a little uncomfortable, so he couldn't help saying: "Jing Zhe, what is the relationship between Shui Ying and you...?"

Jing Zhe said: "It's just an acquaintance."

Long Bieyi felt a little more at ease, and asked: "Then you and I...are we acquaintances?"

Jing Zhe said: "It's like old friends at first sight, naturally we are the most familiar."

This answer made Long Bieyi both ironic and awkward, so he could only lower his head to eat in a embarrassed manner.

Jing Zhe looked at Long Bieyi's deeply buried head, and smiled sourly.He thought of Shui Ying and said: "You treat outsiders coldly and cherish your words like gold, but you are considerate and considerate of him as a treasure. You have lived in the underworld for a long time and he is as cold as ice, and he is trapped in the king's city. His heart is like a rock. You and him, he and you , I am only willing to open my heart for the other party in this life.”

Thinking of this, a layer of melancholy appeared in Jing Zhe's eyes.I wasn't good enough for him, not at all, he thought.

He thought of the figure of that frail young man who took off his outer robe in the bleak wind and rain to shield him from the wind and rain, and tried to smile at him when he was blinded by the bean-sized raindrops; He was afraid of the heat, but he himself was shivering from the cold, his lips were purple; when he was sick, he couldn't take off his clothes, and he didn't sleep, he took care of him personally, even cut his blood for medicine...

Her heart throbbed again. During the thousands of years when she met Long Bie Yi, Jing Zhe didn't even know that she would have such strong emotions.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his palms. Seeing that there were no brine shrimps in the plate, he hurriedly dried his fingers and began to serve Longbie Yi cloth vegetables again, as if only endless busyness could fill the gap in his heart that had been plucked out by thousands of years. Big hole out.

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Long Bieyi felt that Jing Zhe was a little abnormal, he always felt that Jing Zhe treated him as if he was treating an old friend.He sensed Jing Zhe's cautiousness and walking on thin ice, and he also felt his restraint and alienation and inner suffering.

He succeeded in creating a barrier for himself again, so he took one of the prawns in the bowl and gave it to Jing Zhe, and asked tentatively: "Jing Zhe, are we really friends?"

Jing Zhe paused after hearing the words, and nodded sincerely.

Long Bieyi poked the vegetables in the bowl with his chopsticks, and asked sadly: "Then why are you always being so polite to me? I feel very alienated."

Jing Zhe replied stiffly: "Restrain oneself and return to courtesy."

Long Bieyi: "That's Confucianism, don't you worship Buddha?"

Jing Zhe: "The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism all know a thing or two."

Long Bieyi nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Don't be so polite to me, okay? I'll feel embarrassed. It's because I owe you too much, and I don't even know it. You treat me like a human being." It can also be ordered."

Jing Zhe picked up another chopsticks of vegetables and put them in Longbieyi's bowl, coaxing softly: "Isn't it an agreement, I have something important to ask of you before the Ghost Festival."

The lingering love in Long Bieyi's heart finally broke through the ground and saw the light of day.Jing Zhe needed him, this realization filled his heart with anticipation, he said: "I will definitely answer your every request, I promise."

Jing Zhe stretched out her hand and lightly stroked Long Bieyi's hair, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Long Bieyi's heart beat faster, he couldn't control himself, and unexpectedly grasped Jing Zhe's hand that was caressing on top of his head.

He caressed Jing Zhe's hand affectionately, interlocking his fingers.That hand was slender and slender, but it seemed to have no temperature at all, and it was frighteningly cold.The coldness seemed to spread straight to the bottom of Long Bieyi's heart, making him eager to know those frozen memories.It's a gut feeling.

"Jing Zhe," he said slowly, looking straight into each other's eyes, "Your hands are so cold."

Jing Zhe panicked and froze for a while, not moving.

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In the 2000 BC of Jiankang calendar, the border of Shuling was established.

The old king is going west on a crane, and the new king is enthroned with glory. This is an important moment when the old and the new are changing and the times are changing, but the people are all anxious.

The new king, Long Bie Yi, is the legitimate eldest son of the former king. He is only sixteen years old and in his prime, but he is a playboy with no ambitions, indulges in pleasure, and is innocent.

Everyone says so.

Long Bieyi was over that day when the ceremony of worshiping heaven was over, he was so tired that he was about to fall apart, he leaned lazily in the carriage, and looked outside casually.

It was raining heavily and the road was muddy, so the palace people walked slowly and cautiously.Suddenly the carriage stopped, Long Bieyi swayed, his drowsiness disappeared, and he frowned, "Why did it stop?"

The servant Yuman came to report: "Your Majesty, there is a person lying in front of him. I don't know if he died. Do you want someone to drag him away or ask the imperial physician to take a look?"

Yuman has a delicate mind, knowing that today's sacrifice to the heavens is God's will, and she dare not make arbitrarily assertive opinions, intending to imply that the Lord is doing good and accumulating virtue.

Long Bieyi stood up and said, "Take me to have a look."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the palace man to hold an umbrella, and ran to the carriage in front of the carriage carelessly against the heavy rain.

A man in red fell into the rain, his life and death uncertain.The details were unclear in the pouring rain, only a slender boy or girl could be vaguely seen, with long black hair covering the face, and pale wrists resting weakly on the ground.

For some reason, Long Bieyi felt a strong sense of compassion, and was about to step forward, but Yuman hurriedly stopped her, telling her to take care of her own safety.The head guard with the sword in front of the imperial court stepped forward, knelt down, checked the man's breath, and then supported the man's shoulders to pick him up.

Only then did everyone see an exquisite young face.

The boy's long eyebrows flew horizontally into his temples, his phoenix eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes were heavily pressed against his lower eyelids, like a crow's wings that had been wet.His face was pale, but his lips were astonishingly red, almost the same color as the red dress on his body, making him look extremely poignant and shocking.

The moment the young man's face came into view, Long Bieyi felt that all the surrounding noises were completely covered, and there were no other people in his eyes. It seemed that only he and the young man existed in this world, listening to the tick-tock that fell on the ear rain.

The young man in front of him, who was as beautiful as a banished fairy, really touched his heartstrings. For the first time in his life, he felt his heart constricting and his blood surging, and he felt an inexplicable impulse.He accidentally took off his golden robe, wrapped it around the strange boy, and raised his sleeve to help him wipe the rain off his face.

The boy's eyelashes moved slightly, and he woke up leisurely.

He glanced at Long Bieyi in confusion, his hand was held tightly, he wanted to break free but lost strength.

Long Bieyi's hands were burning hot, like the raging fire of hell, or like a dazzling hot galaxy.

He heard Long Bie Yi say: "Your hands are so cold, I will warm them for you."

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