42 Forty-two forms of death

When he arrived in the south, it was already autumn, and he spent a lot of thought on the clothes that Ji Lincheng prepared for Jing Wuya, and Jing Wuya could only perceive the changes in the weather from the surrounding plants.

On the day they arrived, Ji Lincheng took Jing Wuya to live in a new home, a courtyard-shaped house with one entry and one exit, and the furniture in it was almost all the ones they used before, and a few new ones were added.

Jing Wuya looked around, and was very curious to find Ji Lincheng, who was busy scattering seeds in the back, and leaned against the small door in the backyard and asked him, "Haven't you been with me all the time, when did you come to buy these in the yard and arrange these." ”

Ji Lincheng hurriedly glanced back at him, smiled mildly and did not answer.

Jing Wuya was bored, snorted and turned into the house.

Ji Lincheng didn't care about him, and he finished his work outside the courtyard before entering the house.

Jing Wuya was lazily leaning on the recliner to tease the cat, and he didn't know where the little milk cat came from, the yellow and white pattern, a little bigger than the palm of his hand, he liked Jing Wuya's appearance very much, Jing Wuya stretched out a finger to tease it, and the kitten kept raising its paws to scratch it, meowing.

Ji Lincheng just appeared, the kitten's ears moved and glanced over here, and when he saw Ji Lincheng, he ran away from the crack in the wall next to him without looking back.

Jing Wuya still maintained the appearance of stretching out a finger, a little confused.

Ji Lincheng pursed his lips, walked to him and looked at him with his fingers stretched out in a daze, squatted down and cautiously glanced at Jing Wuya's face, and then stretched out his fingers, each of which opened a little slightly, and then recalled in his mind the action of the kitten raising its paws to scratch just now, and the fingertips gently scratched Jing Wuya's still outstretched hand.

"......" Jing Wuya was even more confused, and his eyes turned to Ji Lincheng.

The man looked at him seriously, and when he saw him coming, he swallowed lightly, avoided his gaze, lowered his head, and gently scratched his outstretched fingers with five fingertips.

"......" does this man feel that he has scared his cat away, and he himself acts as a cat to play finger scratching games with him.

~~ Jing Wuya thought about it, and actually felt goosebumps all over his body, shivered, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Ji Lincheng immediately looked at him nervously, "Is it cold?" ”

Jing Wuya shook his head.

Ji Lincheng was still a little uneasy, frowned and reached out to touch his hand, and the palm was melted with warm true qi, and a little warmth came slowly and gently from the skin of the palm.

Jing Wuya suddenly wanted to laugh, and suddenly laughed, Ji Lincheng looked at him puzzled, squatting half a head short of him, his eyes were clear and bright.

"I didn't blame you for what I told you that day, you don't have to." Jing Wuya suddenly felt funny, the meaning of his original existence in this world was to help Ji Lincheng go all the way to the top, whether those things belonged to Ji Lincheng or not, as long as he could, he would naturally give it to Ji Lincheng, what did he have to complain about.

"That's what I should, you don't have to feel guilty or anything." In order to ensure credibility, Jing Wuya raised his hand on the side of his ear and spoke seriously, "I promise." ”

Ji Lincheng bent his eyebrows, reached out and grabbed the hand next to his ear, pulled it down and kissed it on the lips.

His kiss fell too lightly, and Jing Wuya suddenly felt his entire body soften a little bit from the back of his hand.

The back of his hand has a lot of meridians because of his age, and his skin is also dry and the lines are obvious.

Jing Wuya twitched his hand back, "What are you doing?" Ji Lincheng held it gently, but he didn't pull it out.

Looking at Ji Lincheng strangely, Ji Lincheng's eyebrows were gentle, "It's not because of guilt, I just want to be good to you." ”

"Why?" Jing Wuya asked without thinking too much.

Ji Lincheng took his hand and raised it a little higher for Jing Wuya to see, and smiled when he saw him strangely, "Because I want to hold you like this all the time, I want you to stay by my side all the time, not because I force you, but because you are willing." ”

In fact, Jing Wuya was a little confused, feeling that his brain was buzzing all the time, and he didn't seem to be able to hear a word of what Ji Lincheng said later, because his ears were very explosive, but it seemed that he could hear every word very clearly, because every word seemed to appear directly in his head.

"Because I like you, I love it."

He saw Ji Lincheng's mouth open and close.

Jing Wuya looked away, his eyes hurt a little.

He struggled to recall the countless tasks he had done, and suddenly realized that his memory was starting to blur a little.

Because every time, every task is a curse, and when he finally leaves that world, he is looking up, his eyes are full of pride, bearing the disgust that belongs to the son of heaven and the people around him.

Since when did someone protect him, someone would think about his little bit, take care of him, and even ...... Spoil him.

It was from the beginning of meeting Ji Lincheng, in the first few years, he also knew that Ji Lincheng's goodness was fake, but for so many years, his heart was also made of meat, and everything behind it was said that it was to do the mission of completing the task, but it was better to say that he was actually more willing in his heart.

And this time, it was only because his body was uncontrollable, uncontrolled, and even his thoughts were slow during the period when he first became a spirit person, which made him too uncomfortable, so he determined that he couldn't leave these times because of Ji Lincheng's deliberate complaints.

Jing Wuya felt that he should be serious now, and there was no room to refuse Ji Lincheng. After all, people from a different world entirely.

However, Ji Lincheng is so serious, so serious, he refuses, he will be sad, right?

Ji Lincheng took his hand and squatted on the ground and moved two steps, Jing Wuya still tilted his head, feeling the person at his feet moving, but he didn't look back, and after a while, a person wearing a cyan robe and long hair appeared in his sight.

It didn't seem like he wanted him to answer now, but he just took his hand and kissed him again, stood up and touched his hair, "I just sprinkled the seeds of the plum tree in the yard, and it will grow a little bit every day, and it will bloom in winter." ”

Jing Wuya couldn't help but laugh when he heard his serious tone, "How can a plum tree that grows and blooms in a season scare the people next to it." ”

Ji Lincheng actually showed a bad expression, "Don't worry~ If you scare them, you can only blame them for being too timid." ”

Jing Wuya was speechless, and suddenly looked at Ji Lincheng with an expression that you are happy, what are you talking about.

Ji Lincheng bared his teeth at Jing Wuya like a child's prank and triumphant, and then took Jing Wuya's hand and shook it twice, "Do you want to go out for a walk?" Or go say hello to your new neighbor. ”

Jing Wuya gently tugged Ji Lincheng's hand, Ji Lincheng understood, and pulled him up with his hand, "It's still early, they shouldn't be there, it's not good to bother at this point, let's go shopping first, and then go see the neighbors after dinner." ”

Some time ago, basically Ji Lincheng asked Jing Wuya about something, and Jing Wuya told Ji Lincheng according to his own ideas, and then the two of them did what he thought.

Today inexplicably, after Jing Wuya finished speaking, he looked at the hands held by the two people, turned his head and asked Ji Lincheng, "Is it good?" ”

Ji Lincheng looked at the bright-eyed person next to him and smiled gently, his heart was full of itchy warmth, he really wanted to reach out and pinch his face, he wanted to kiss his forehead, he wanted to ...... Kiss him on the lips.

Holding back, Ji Lincheng rubbed his fingertips behind the back of one hand behind his back.

Nodding in response, "Of course." ”

His gaze seemed to be a little hot, Jing Wuya inexplicably felt that his face was hot, and even the hands he held together were hot and a little sweaty, so he didn't look away, pulled out his hand, and walked forward directly, covering up his unnaturalness with a hard voice, "Then hurry up." ”

Behind him was Ji Lincheng's steady footsteps, not far away, not close to keep a distance, Jing Wuya knew that as soon as he turned around, he could see that person behind him, looking at him.

Such footsteps are reassuring.

Out of the alley, the street was bustling and prosperous, and there were a few children in front of him who were jumping around with sugar gourds while playing and walking this way, Jing Wuya subconsciously wanted to get out of the way, but he didn't let go of a few children, and a few of the older ones saw him and reached out to grab a few smaller ones around him, and then a few children looked at him and walked away obediently without playing.

Jing Wuya looked at the back of his old hand, and then remembered that he was now looking like an old grandfather.

"......" He was still shy just now, and he felt that his face was hot, and he was afraid that he would blush and be seen, so he left first.

At such an age...... Jing Wuya suddenly wanted to give himself a hundred likes.

He was a little dazed, and his footsteps stopped, and Ji Lincheng behind him strode to his side, stretched out his hand and put his hand on his waist, and asked him with a slightly lower head, "What's wrong?" Can't walk? ”

Jing Wuya blinked, looking at Ji Lincheng's eyes full of concern and his voice was muffled, "Don't you think I'm old?" ”

This question, Ji Lincheng suddenly laughed, he endured it just now, and now he really can't help it and doesn't want to endure it, the hand next to him pinched a line of sight around the two of them, so that the people who come and go don't see what the two of them are doing.

I bowed my head and kissed his face, "Don't you think, where is it old?" ”

Jing Wuya didn't know where to focus on it now, he was a little stupid when he was kissed by Ji Lincheng, raised his hand and stared at his clear eyes, "Look at my hands, it's obviously old." ”

Ji Lincheng put one hand around his waist, reached up with one hand and held his hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, and then leaned over to kiss him on the other cheek, "Where will it be, in my heart, you have always been the same." ”

"Ahem ......" is a sacrifice that is choked.

A creature like a man, even if he has no experience, but as long as he falls in love, he is self-taunted by any love words, and he was negative in emotional intelligence a few days ago, and today he has become a master master with full marks in every sentence.

It's really, scary.

"Shut up." The cold voice of the Divine Consciousness in the city.

On the surface, he still looked at Jing Wuya with a warm and jade-like expression, "I'm almost four hundred years old, do you think I'm old too." ”

Jing Wuya pouted and looked at Ji Lincheng, full forehead, sharp eyebrows, deep eye outline, clear eyes, high nose bridge, light lips, and, from any angle, the cheek contour is perfect......

originally wanted to say that he was not old, but the more Ji Lincheng looked like this, the more angry he felt, why did this person look so good-looking, he already felt a little gap next to him, but now that he is getting older, did the little girls standing next to him all go to see him.

"yes, you're old." Jing Wuya rolled his eyes, and his tone was bad.

Tsundere, his little one, tsundere.

The corners of Ji Lincheng's mouth pursed a smile, his palm fell on his forehead, his thumb rubbed gently between his forehead and hair, and the indulgent smile overflowed from his throat with a little rustle.

Ji Lincheng's skin aged little by little, and his head turned white little by little, and then he became an old man similar to Jing Wuya.

It seems that when he speaks, he brings a tolerance full of time, "Well, I'm old." ”

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You're around.

What about old age.

- Black Box