In the past few days, a magpie and Liancheng jade can be said to be under the moon before the flower, so unhappy. The two of them had a very sweet life, and although they were in the palace, they had already lived their good life.

But they don't seem to know that they can't do that in the palace, because envy is common. Soon, their news reached the ears of Gonggong Wei.

Although Gonggong Wei was not angry about this, he kept it in mind. If one day, something really happens, then the account will be counted together.

But they are no longer afraid of anything, even if they die, they will die together. Yique had identified him as Xiyan from the first time he saw him, and after so many days of getting along, he was even more sure that his guess was correct.

A man's skin can be changed, but his heart cannot be changed. Every detail of life is loudly telling him that he is Xiyan. But he could only call him Lian Chengyu, because he didn't remember anything now.

Although they got along quite well, he also found that even Chengyu was strange. Every time before sunset, he would have a headache. Although I have seen a doctor for him, I can't see why.

This makes Yique always linger, and even Chengyu will experience a headache for about an hour every day, and he is really heartbroken when he looks at him holding his head and roaring. But the strangest thing is that whenever his head doesn't hurt, he doesn't remember what happened in front of him.

His memory was getting worse and worse, so much so that he couldn't remember anyone but Yique. But even so, their love entered their post-golden age.

It's sunset again, and the beautiful sunset makes countless lovers enjoy the sunset. But the sunset was bad news for Yique, and he hoped that the sky would never be dark, so that Lianchengyu would not suffer such pain.

"Jade, do you know what's going to happen later?"

Yique hugged Lianchengyu and asked gently.

"What will happen? Are you going to leave me? ”

Lian Chengyu asked with a frown.

"No, you'll be miserable, miserable!"

Yique whispered tears as he spoke.

"Pain? Why should I be in pain? Is there anything more painful in the world than to leave you? If not, it's not pain! ”

Lian Chengyu was lying in Yique's arms, and he didn't know what kind of pain he would have to suffer later.

Yique would tell him these words every day, but he forgot all about it after he had a headache.

"Fool, how can you be so stupid?"

Yique touched Lian Chengyu's face, hoping that he would not be so stupid again, and not to hurt himself for the sake of him, an unworthy person.

"I—"

Liancheng Yugang began to have a headache as soon as he said the word "I", his face was hideous, his teeth were grinning, his head was in his hands, and he was struggling in Yique's arms.

At this time, he was not only not beautiful, but even a little hateful.

Yique hugged him tightly, wanting to give him strength and give him the most powerful support as a lover.

"Yu, you hold on, it's over soon!"

He was in tears, he was in so much pain now, but he said that the pain was nothing compared to leaving him. How stupid would he be to say such a thing.

Lian Chengyu rolled his eyes, his green muscles burst out, and he kept twitching.

At this time, his consciousness was very unclear, that is, in the past at this time, every scene would be galloping in his mind. These memories trampled on his brain and gave him a splitting headache.

As the memory grows, the pain worsens. But when the memory was in his mind, his mind began to go blank, and he didn't remember anything.

At this time, Lian Chengyu's face was already red, and although he had quieted down, he could still see the cruelty of his experience.

"Yu, are you feeling better?"

Yique endured it to prevent tears from flowing, and not to make himself look too embarrassed.

"Yu, are you talking?"

Lian Chengyu closed his eyes and lay in his arms, his breath was extremely weak, he thought he would never see him again. Just as he was about to wake him up, he slowly opened his eyes and looked into his eyes.

"Are you calling me?"

Lian Chengyu asked with a smile.

His weak appearance is distressing to look at, but sadly there is nothing a magpie can do about it.

"Yes, I'm calling you!"

He burst out laughing, excited with a bit of sadness and relief. What could be more important than seeing him alive?

"Strange, why do I feel so tired?"

Lian Chengyu swallowed his saliva, only feeling like he had climbed an extremely high mountain, and he didn't stop until he was exhausted.

"You're just having a dream, and it's a bit long."

Yique touched Lian Chengyu's forehead and said softly.

"Yique, who do you say you are, why can't I find any memory about you in my head, but I can still call your name?"

He asked, looking into a magpie's eyes.

Yique grabbed his hand, kissed the back of his hand lightly and said, "We must have been each other's patron saints in our last life, otherwise how would you still remember me?" ”

His tears accidentally slipped down the back of his hand.

"You're crying!"

Lian Chengyu asked with concern.

Yique quickly wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "I'm just sleepy!" ”

"Fool, rest when you're sleepy, aren't you tired of holding me like this?"

Lian Chengyu grabbed his hand and said softly.

"Okay, I'll rest!"

He lay beside Lian Chengyu, feeling guilty. Even if he lost his memory, he could still find traces of her in his blood.

"Xiyan, I'm sorry, you have suffered too much grievances for me!"

His tears welled up again, and he was afraid that he would be discovered by Lian Chengyu, so he quickly turned around and slept with his back to him.

How can they understand the love and love of the world, even saints can hardly comprehend it. Love, how many good sons and daughters have you made to bend their waists, and how many good sons and daughters have fallen into the quagmire.

......

is also the beginning of the lantern, the same paper is short and long, the same love and hatred, Wanjun and Spring and Autumn are difficult to have even the most humble love.

Love is already difficult, but they are suspicious, love is like walking on thin ice, and it is in danger.

In the spring and autumn period, which copied countless heart sutras, every time in the dead of night, I still couldn't sleep. He wondered what he was doing now, did he really want to be a sweeper?

Sweeper? No way. After copying so many Heart Sutras, he still couldn't calm down. Wanjun's dancing figure filled every corner of the room.

He just closed his eyes, his mind was full of Wanjun, he just opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of Wanjun. Didn't he hate him? But why is his mind full of him?

It seems that he is a layman after all, and he can't escape the love of the world.

He was lying on the bed tossing and turning, the night of emotional turmoil, the lonely and lonely autumn cold, made him a dignified seven-foot man curl up in the corner, tears in his eyes.

Yes, isn't love accompanied by blood and tears? If it goes well, then love will not be celebrated.

He is lonely in every way, and he is a man with strong blood, but he wants to cultivate here, does he really want to live the life of a monk?

He got up, walked to the window, opened it, and the cool breeze outside. Look at the cold weather, even the wind is so merciless.

He put on his clothes and sat down. The cold moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks the autumn! All he could think of was seeing him for the first time.

At that time, he was simple and reckless, and there was no trace of distraction in his eyes. That day, when he crashed into his arms, he was sure that he would only protect him in this life, and it would be like this for ten thousand years!

But now Wanjun has changed, making Chunqiu's heart not firm.

"Wanjun, the moon is so high and the weather is getting cooler, when will you be able to change the original you, so that we can feel warm in this cold night!"

He sighed, stood up and closed the window. What's the use of him thinking? It's not in vain that you add to your own sorrow.

The moon is like a hook, and thoughts hang on both ends of the moon. Wanjun is not in this cold night, nowhere to find warmth.

The same sky, the same bleak night, he didn't know if Lian Chengbi was also missing him as much as he did.

"Lianchengbi, if you are really Chunqiu, why are you torturing me like this, what did I do wrong?"

He sat on the threshold, the cold wind blowing on his face as well.

"Chunqiu, I really miss you, if Lianchengbi is not you, then who is you and where are you?"

The moonlight was bleak, white or yellow, he couldn't tell the difference, but it would definitely make his heart cold.

"You know what? I'm waiting for you, just like you're waiting for me, waiting is the most torturous, and waiting is also the best way to reflect whether a person loves him or not. ”

He was almost about to cry, for so many days, the two of them were strangers, even like enemies. Even if he is a city leader, why should he do this to him.

He took the cold wine and the lonely moon to form a trio.

"Zuo Chunqiu, who are you, why do you treat me like this?"

He crawled on the table and cried, if he could, he would rather not be born again, and he would not have so many worries.

"I deserve it, I brought it all on myself!"

His tears flowed again, and he raised a glass of wine and drank it down.

Just when he was melancholy and had mixed feelings, he suddenly heard footsteps on the roof.

"Who?"

Only then did he realize that there were assassins.

Wanjun quickly stood up and ran to the courtyard to look up at the roof.

The moment he looked up, a black shadow pierced through the darkness and quickly crossed his eyes to new heights.

Terrified, he ran and shouted, "There are assassins, there are assassins!" ”

Soon, there were many brocade guards running in the yard, and they were all full of energy and high spirits.

"Where are the Assassins, where are the Assassins?"

The patrol guard who took the lead asked.

"Room, there is a dark shadow on the roof of the house!"

Wanjun said nervously.

"A few of you stay here to protect the safety of the male concubine, and you guys come with me!"

The lead guard said.

"Yes!"

They shouted in unison, and when Wanjun came to his senses, the brocade guards were already far away from him. Fortunately, there was still some left to protect him, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.