Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu's face showed shock, and the joints of both shoulders were aching, which made him gasp involuntarily.

He tried to step back, but the five fingers on his shoulders refused to allow him, firmly holding him in place.

He couldn't see the face on the other side, he only felt that the tyrannical aura seemed to come from a stranger.If it weren't for the faint smell of herbs on his body, he could hardly believe the other party's identity.

"Holly, are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk."

"Tell you to drink less, let alone stop the drink for me, why don't you listen."

"I want to replace."

Lu Zhengqiu sighed: "When did you become so clumsy and unreasonable?"

The other person didn't answer, but just grabbed him with doubled strength, the sweat from the palm of his hand climbed onto his skin through the thin fabric, leaving a wet touch that lingered for a long time.

His mind was confused.

He whispered: "Forget it, I'm tired, I'll go back and rest first."

However, Holly did not let go of him, but exerted brute force roughly, pulling his body forward.

He didn't expect the opponent's movement, he lost his balance suddenly, and crashed into the opponent's arms.

A pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders, tightening like a chain, imprisoning him in place.

A burst of heat spread across the surface, and it was Holly's cheek that was pressed against his, so close, the bridge of the nose rubbed against the pinna, the lips and teeth bit the temple hair, and the scorching breath splashed on his neck.

The breath is hot, wet, full of alcohol, full of sticky dryness, and thirst for nowhere to relieve, like a thousand poisonous insects teasing him.

His neck seemed to be on fire, burning hot uncontrollably.It took him some time to realize that the other party's lips were already attached to it, and the tip of his tongue was attached to the protruding tendon of the side neck, leaving a large wet lump.It was followed by a slight tingling pain, as the cusps of two teeth gnawed against the skin.

"Holly, stop messing around, let go!"

He struggled vigorously, shaking his head and trying to avoid it, but the kiss kept chasing after him for a moment, and the heat penetrated into the cochlea, infecting the softest part.

In the panic, he seemed to hear a hoarse voice whispering in his ear: "It's not a nonsense."

The voice was not very real, it seemed to be a hallucination, he was unable to distinguish clearly, he only felt that his feet were weak, and the futile struggle only made himself sink deeper into the opponent's embrace.

Holly's lips had moved to the back of the ear, licking the thin flesh in the ear, he immediately bit his lip, still couldn't help letting out a moan, his eyes floated in the air, he saw that he was burning from the inside out When he got up, the fiery flames burned him into a ball of ashes, and he dissipated lightly, which was good, he thought to himself, if he turned into ashes, he would be able to avoid the torment of parting from life and death.

After an unknown amount of time, Dongqing finally withdrew a little, but her lips were still floating in his ears, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Master, are you angry?"

"Of course," he replied, trying to suppress the tremor in his voice.

"If you are really angry, then punish me, you are my master, I will always listen to you."

"You know I can't bear it."

"Are you reluctant to push me away?"

"I don't want to punish you."

"why?"

"Because..." His voice finally choked, "Because the person who made the mistake is not you at all, but myself."

Under Dongqing's pressing step by step, he finally dropped his helmet and armor, released his heart from the cage, and poured it out on his lips.

As if he had been waiting for this moment, Holly relaxed his arms and released the cage that imprisoned him.Said in a drunken, soft and deep voice: "Actually, I guessed that Feng Tingjian's medical records were not snatched by Nan Yanqi at all. You have been lying to me all this time, haven't you?"

Tenderness is more deadly than anger.

He could no longer turn it into words: "Yes, when the Yushan tribe handed me the medical record, the second half was empty. I tore it in half myself. Feng Tingjian just refined it. Fuyao Qingfeng, but he never found a way to detoxify."

Di Dongqing's breathing was stagnant, and after a long time, he finally let out a long sigh, and finally whispered: "Why did you lie to me?"

The heat on his neck was still there, and instead of dissipating, the lingering temperature turned into flames, burning him one after another.

He showed a wry smile: "Because the root of my disease is not poison, you can't cure it in your life. When I was a baby, I borrowed my life from Youying. I was a dying person since I was born." , my life is not long, I know very well in my heart that I will not come back this time, but you are still young, Holly, after I leave..."

"Stop talking!" Dongqing interrupted him loudly, "I don't care about the future, you are still by my side right now."

Lu Zhengqiu just shook his head: "This is drinking poison to quench thirst, you shouldn't do that."

He heard the sound of sobs entering his ears, followed by the rattling sound of bones. He didn't even need to look to know that Holly was clenching his fists. The subtle smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils, which made him startled.

He pushed the person in his arms away with all his strength, grabbed the other's hand instead, held it in the palm of his hand, and fumbled in a panic.

His fingertips really touched sticky blood, it was Holly's blood, dripping from the unhealed wound.

What a pain it is to make a person tear open old wounds and bleed out fresh blood.

He tried to push away the opponent's fingers, but failed repeatedly, so he could only scold: "Holly, what are you doing, let go of your hand... let go!!"

"No!"

Holly raised her arms and shook his hand away.

Lu Zhengqiu was stunned, all kinds of past between the two of them flashed through his mind, both sour and astringent, sweet and bitter, but his apprentice's memory of being angry with him was blank.

This is the first time.

He still wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if being squeezed by a thousand-weight stone, he couldn't help bending down, coughing violently.

The streaks of blood coughed up from his mouth were unnaturally black.

Due to the erosion of the living soil, his physical condition is getting worse day by day. At this time, he is no different from a seriously ill person.

The dying lamp was dying, and the shadow of death had climbed over his head.

He coughed for a long time before he calmed down, sighed, and said, "Holly, you see I'm already in such a late state, I'm not worthy of your nostalgia..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a plop in front of him, the sound of his knee hitting the ground.

Dongqing knelt in front of him and said: "I recognize you as a teacher, but I have never performed the ceremony of apprenticeship, so I will make up for it here."

"You don't have to."

He heard the muffled sound of his forehead hitting the blue brick.That insignificant and small voice was like thunder, tearing apart his broken and dark world.

"Even if the master is wrong, the disciple is willing to accept the punishment for the master. If you want to lie to me, I will allow you to lie to me, but don't lie to yourself. Unless you quit me as an apprentice now, I will never leave you."

Lu Zhengqiu was stunned, he never dared to listen to the voice in his heart, did he really want the person in front of him to leave.

He raised his finger slightly, protruded a little, then quickly retracted, and whispered: "Silly boy, why do you..."

"I'm not a child anymore." Dongqing interrupted him, took his hand first, and carefully pressed her cheek.

Knowing that the other party could not see, the young man maintained a straight kneeling posture, and even restrained his breathing, like a green pine rooted in frost and snow, slowly closed his eyes, and said in an almost pleading tone:

"Even if it's one more day, I just want to be with you."

Lu Zhengqiu was speechless at that moment.

It was the first time he heard such a helpless and heartbreaking tone from the other party.

Dongqing's emotions have always been restrained, whether she is happy or angry, she never confides easily.I still remember back then, the child who had just lost everything bit his hand in his sleep and cried out just now looking at the bloodstains on his arm.

He always hoped that Dongqing would wake up as soon as possible and find another person to replace him, so that he could leave without regret.

However, Holly's arm still grabbed his hand, as if grasping the last straw, and stuck it solemnly on his cheek.

His cheeks were hot, and his lips trembled slightly with his breathing.

This young life has already dedicated everything to the people of the world. He has tried his best and is exhausted.The only remaining selfish desires are just a small yard, a little fireworks before sunset, a few witty words, and a pillow person, so simple and ordinary, but they can't get what they want.

Not impossible - he suddenly realized that at least he still had time.

Life is short, and before the gods, it is like flying across the sea, young or old, one day, or 100 years, what difference does it make?

Among them, who is more confused?

Who is the drowning man?