Every day the puppet is playing dead

Seeing Chongyu's embarrassment, Mr. Wen smiled slightly, very understanding:

"Long time no see, you're still the same."

It is hard for Chongyu to imagine that she, who has always been shameless, will have a day of shyness.

Chong Yu touched his nose nervously, and explained:

"Well, yeah, I'm still the same as before, hahaha."

He laughed a few times, trying to ease the embarrassment, but it made it even more embarrassing.

Mr. Wen continued to look at Chong Yu tenderly, and asked:

"By the way, what about the kid next to you before? Is he okay?"

"You mean Yi Sheng? He is... very good now, a very good doctor."

Chong Yu still maintained a smirk.

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but when he was reviewing the "past" with Mr. Wen, Chongyu heard his joints creaking;

His puppet body seemed to be alive. At this moment, he showed and emphasized to Chongyu that this exquisite puppet body was indeed made by Yi Sheng.

"Really? Congratulations."

Mr. Wen said sincerely.

He still remembers that when Chong Yu first found him, he hoped that he could be Yi Sheng's teacher.

Now that he heard that Yi Sheng was still a doctor, Mr. Wen showed a gratified expression.

The polite greetings between the two are finally over, so we should get straight to the point.

Both were silent for a while, and then said in unison:

"The problem back then..."

"The question I asked back then..."

Unexpectedly, the other party also spoke suddenly, and both of them froze for a moment, then Mr. Wen turned his face sideways, showing a hint of shyness on his face:

"It's better for you to talk first."

Ah, that would be really nice.

Chong Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He considered his words and said cautiously:

"I was too young back then, I offended you, I'm sorry."

Mr. Wen's expression froze at that moment.

"I shouldn't have asked that question."

Chongyu didn't notice the change in Mr. Wen's expression. He lowered his head angrily, looked at his toes,

"You just think I was young and ignorant."

"Do you have someone else in your heart?"

Mr. Wen's eyes sharpened. He looked at Chong Yu and asked in a deep voice.

Chong Yu: "Huh?"

After a few seconds of thinking stagnation, Chongyu repeatedly denied:

"No, no, I'm just stating a fact."

"Then why did you confess to me then?"

Mr. Wen's voice was trembling, his eyes were red,

"Are you just running away from something? I've been thinking about it for so long, and I finally made up my mind, but you still..."

In the last words, Mr. Wen became more and more choked up as he spoke. The last few words he said were vague, as if he had exhausted his last strength.

Hearing this, Chong Yu was stunned.

What is "thinking for so long"?

In this world, he has been dead for decades. Mr. Wen has been thinking about that question for decades?

It's been too long.

"I was just playing for fun and didn't want to take it seriously."

Chongyu explained sincerely.

He just wanted a free teacher so he wouldn't hang/die from a tree.

However, from what other people heard, it was simply an excuse used by scumbags.

Mr. Wen stood where he was, and after listening to Chong Yu's explanation, his figure swayed for a while, a trace of tears appeared in his eyes, and a chilling chill gradually seeped into his foggy eyes:

"I see, it's not your fault."

Chongyu was stunned for a moment, seeing Mr. Wen stepping down the steps for him, he quickly admitted:

"It's very complicated to explain. In short, people will change. I was not who I am now."

Who knew that the game he played back then was a real world, if he had known that this game was a real world, and he would travel through it in the future, he wouldn't be able to play this game if he was killed.

"You then? You now? Isn't it all you?"

Mr. Wen chewed on Chong Yu's words. He seemed to have realized something. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his sleeves to cover his lips, and smiled again,

"you're right."

Chong Yu: "..."

Why did he feel that the other party seemed to have misunderstood it, not what he wanted to say.

Anyway, long live understanding.

Seeing that Mr. Wen seemed to understand his difficulties, Chongyu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said:

"In that case, let's...forget it."

After speaking, Chong Yu turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment."

The moment Chongyu turned around, Mr. Wen grabbed Chongyu.

Under the moonlight, by the clear spring pool, a young man as gentle as jade frowned slightly, and he pulled the sleeve of another person, his misty eyes were filled with water vapor, as if he was about to shed tears.

Mr. Wen's white, delicate, slender and strong hands grabbed Chong Yu's wrist:

"If you care, I don't mind sharing with you with one more person."

However, in the next second, Mr. Wen's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly pulled Chongyu back, hugged him in his arms, and asked:

"What's wrong with your body?"

"what?"

Chong Yu only had time to make a doubtful sound.

When Chongyu realizes that Mr. Wen is a doctor, maybe the contact just now made Mr. Wen realize that he has no pulse at all——

Chongyu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his muscles were tense, and he didn't dare to struggle. He was held in Mr. Wen's arms, and Mr. Wen just held down his vitals with one hand:

"Something happened to me."

He laughed dryly a few times, and twisted uncomfortably in Mr. Wen's arms.

It's really strange, as a doctor, Mr. Wen looks thin and weak, and the whole person looks weak. No matter how hard he is to grab someone, he can hardly move in Mr. Wen's arms.

The hand holding his life gate was like iron tongs, and he didn't dare to break free at all.

Seeing Chongyu talk about him from left to right, Mr. Wen was a little angry:

"Why did you become like this? Who made you like this?"

"what?"

Chong Yu didn't know how to answer, he said blankly,

"This is the best result for me."

"How could this be the best outcome?"

Mr. Wen bowed his head. He stroked Chong Yu's wrist with his fingers. The red spell imprint on his wrist was shocking.

I don't know what to think, Mr. Wen frowned slightly, his misty eyes were full of distress:

"This mark... I know, I will help you, you are a bound person just like me."

Chongyu endured it, he didn't like people touching his joints all the time, especially when his joints were not firm and could easily fall off, so he said resolutely:

"You think too much, he's fine."

"he?"

Seeing Chongyu's stern attitude, Mr. Wen's lips trembled. Finally, he lowered his head, kissed Chongyu's forehead, and said,

"I will set you free."

Chong Yu:?

In the next second, Mr. Wen suddenly let go of Chong Yu, he stepped back a few steps, and turned back into that calm and gentle gentleman, and said softly:

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

At this time the moon was in the sky, Chong Yu raised his head and glanced at the moon.

The moon is not perfectly round, it hangs high in the sky, and sheds a clear light.

"Ah, yes, it's a bit late."

Chong Yu nodded, he retracted his gaze, and moved to the place where Mr. Wen was standing before, but he didn't see anything.

At that moment, Mr. Wen disappeared instantly.

Chong Yu was silent.

He stood there, still bewildered.

He thought he had made it clear enough, but Mr. Wen's reaction was completely beyond his expectations.

It's not that Chongyu didn't think that after he made it clear, he would be scolded by Mr. Wen, and even beaten up by Mr. Wen, but... none of this happened.

I always feel that things seem to be rushing in a direction that he didn't expect at all.

Chongyu thought about this question in a daze.

……

Now that Mr. Wen's appointment was over, Chong Yu hesitated for a while, and finally went back.

He has nowhere to go, and his experience in the foggy forest tells Chongyu that in the cultivation world, even seemingly harmless flowers can inadvertently kill someone.

After hesitating again and again, Chongyu still thinks that even though Yuan Wuxin is scary, his place is still the safest place for Chongyu so far.

However, because of a little guilty conscience, when Chong Yu went back, he was very careful.

He tried his best to lighten his footsteps, trying to go back quietly.

Returning to the small building in Wanhua Valley, Chong Yu tiptoed to the door of Yuan Wuxin's room. He stood in front of the door, raised his hand, and wanted to knock on the door, but after a few seconds, he put it down again.

After a few more seconds, Chong Yu raised his hand again. He curled up his fingers. Seeing that his fingers were about to land on the door frame, he suddenly withdrew his hand again.

Chong Yu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to call out some name, but when a word sound was about to come out from the tip of his tongue, Chong Yu closed his mouth again and swallowed the word sound back.

Finally, Chong Yu sighed, turned around and prepared to leave——

"Snapped"

The door opened suddenly, and a hand quickly fished Chong Yu in with lightning speed, and then closed it with a "snap".

There was no light in the room, and Chongyu suddenly entered the darkness, his eyes hadn't adjusted, and he could hardly see anything.

But even so, he could feel a sharp gaze falling on him, and a black shadow pressed him hard against the door panel, Yuan Wuxin's suppressed voice rang in Chongyu's ear, and the hot air he exhaled almost burned his body. The skin of his cheek, gnashing his teeth, said:

"What are you dawdling about?"

Chong Yu almost froze all over his body.

He leaned back reflexively, but unfortunately, there was a door panel behind him, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

Surprised, Chongyu subconsciously explained:

"I made it clear to Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen? You still call him 'Sir'?!"

Yuan Wuxin almost laughed out of anger,

"You were..."

Yuan Wuxin wanted to mock Chongyu, saying that he was shameless in Wen Yunyu's arms, but when the words came to his lips, Yuan Wuxin's rationality swallowed the words back.

As a Demon Lord, it is not a good behavior to peep.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuxin pulled Chongyu's long hair with his hands, and his blood-red eyes approached, almost shining in the darkness:

"Do you want to go with him? You didn't even want to enter the door just now, it's against you."

Chongyu was hurt by Yuan Wuxin, but there was a shocked expression on his face. He looked at Yuan Wuxin with some doubts, not understanding why Yuan Wuxin lost his temper so much:

"Even if it is agreed that I will be your puppet for a month, there is no need for me to stay with you all the time, right?"

Please, the relationship between the two of them is very delicate. Before he died, the two of them were inseparable. After he died, he almost stabbed each other.

Seeing that Chongyu was still puzzled, Yuan Wuxin felt depressed, the dark fire in his heart burned more and more under this stimulation, his anger couldn't be vented, and his head suddenly became hot——

Chong Yu felt the heat on his lips, and the two lips rubbed against each other directly. After a few seconds, the two lips rubbed slowly, lingering, a little clumsy, but extremely focused, and the scorching breath made Chong Yu Yu held his breath for a moment.

Feeling that Chongyu's body was extremely stiff, Yuan Wuxin's eyes flickered, he bit Chongyu's lip as if venting his anger, then while Chongyu was still in a daze, picked him up, threw him on the bed, and then Pressed up.

After being thrown on the bed, Chongyu came back to his senses. He was so frightened that he immediately got up and crawled towards the corner of the bed far away from Yuan Wuxin.

Yuan Wuxin clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand, grabbed Chongyu's ankle, and dragged him back:

"What are you running? Don't you sleep?"