The little fish fairy sat on the edge of the bed, was bowing his head to give me the medicine on my wrist, he held my arm, and rolled my sleeve to my shoulder, and the whole arm was exposed to his eyes in an instant.

When he caught me like this, the pain struck me violently, and I gasped, "Shhh ~”

I never knew that the little fish fairy also had a rough side, and I couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't look up, his eyes looked at my scars crisscrossed by the fire, his eyebrows sank, the corners of his mouth were tightened, and the medicine he gave me was not as gentle as in the past, but as if he had a grudge, he scraped the burns with ointment one by one, and the pain made me tears fall, but I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only endure it.

After he gave me the medicine stiffly, his face became worse and worse, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't say anything, and turned his head and walked out.

By the time I realized it, I had already taken a few steps and reached out to grab his cuffs, "Little Fish Fairy......" I called to him, but I didn't know how to continue, and I didn't know what I was going to say when I grabbed him.

He stiffened his back without looking back, and interrupted me coldly, "Don't say anything, don't say anything to me." After a while, he sighed softly, as light as a passing cloud, "There are some things that I still don't know." The clearer the ...... The more hurt ......"

He looked down at my hand holding his sleeve, as if hesitating about something, and finally, said lightly, "Let me go." ”

I didn't know what it was like, but I let go of his sleeves as I said, but he didn't leave for a long time. I silently turned around and went back to the room, walked two steps, and heard a breeze behind me, but it was he who turned around and hugged me, "Mi'er......"

I was stunned, only to hear him hold me in his arms, his chest rumbling, "Mi'er, don't let me see your back anymore, okay?" I'm waiting for you to turn back, I've been waiting for you to turn back, do you know? I convince myself that as long as I indulge you, as long as I let you go, as long as I deceive myself every day with a blind eye, as long as these things can make you happy and make your body better, you will one day see my good and see my love for you, but why do you never look back? Why would you rather be burned by him with the true fire of samadhi than come to my arms? ”

He looked at me with a hopeful look in his eyes, "Do you still love him to this day?" ”

I pushed him away in a panic, "What did you say?" What love? I never loved him! I hate him! I hate him! Suddenly, I felt a chill, a chill born from my bones, I hugged my arms and wanted to give myself a little warmth, "I just got a head lowering technique, why don't you understand?" ”

"Head-lowering surgery? …… Head lowering. I also fell for your head-lowering technique, why don't you solve it? He lowered his head and smiled sadly, "You can let go of me, but I will never let go of you......"

I watched the clouds outside the carved window parting and closing, closing and parting, and my heart was scattered for a while.

I don't understand anything......

I haven't been to the Demon Realm for a long time since I escaped from the fire, and I'm afraid I'll see him, and I'm afraid he'll see me. I always avoided the little fish fairy, and I couldn't bear to look at him, and I couldn't bear him to look at me.

Every day, I just feed the Nightmare Beasts, plant flowers and plants, count the mortal prayers that the immortals brought me, and give rain to the Nether. Sometimes I think about it, mortals make a wish to the gods when they have sorrows, and if the gods have troubles, to whom do they make a wish?

"Naturally, I made a wish to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven! If the water god has any thoughts, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven will definitely spare no effort to achieve it for the immortals! Lizhu said with a look of adoration about the little fish fairy.

I glared at her.

"Don't glare at me. Lizhu is just telling the truth, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has been doing to the immortals for so many years, others don't know, can the immortals themselves still not know? Seeing that she had a great way to see the unevenness and draw a sword to help, I was about to divert the conversation, but I heard her blurt out: "I heard that the leader of the bird clan is going to marry in the near future, when will the immortal and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven get married?" ”

My heart sank, "Who are you married?" I also knew that I was knowingly asking, but for some reason there was still a trace of luck......

Lizhu coughed embarrassedly, and replied: "Back then, this Suihe princess seemed to have an inexplicable relationship with Yan Youjun, and I heard that Yan Youjun was demoted to the lower realm as a demon because of her......"

Looking at her dodgy appearance, I no longer had the heart to listen to these gossip rumors. My heart suddenly stirred, and I was very sad.

Lord Changfang said, "Jinmi, aren't you in love with that fire god?" ”

He said, "Beauty, you won't be drawn to the wrong red line and fall in love with him, right?" ”

The little fish fairy said, "Do you still love him to this day?" ”

……

How so? How is that possible?

What are those clamors in my heart? How could I fall in love with my father's killer?! How can it be?! I was terrified...... No, I'm going to see him again! I want to confirm, I want to prove, prove it to myself!

That night, the little fish fairy went to the west to discuss the scriptures with the ancient Buddha who lit the lamp. I dived into the netherworld again.

When he saw him, he seemed to be a little drunk, there was a trace of imperceptible staggering in his steps, and he was walking on the way back to the dormitory, when two banshees stepped forward to help him, but he was pushed away, he took a sip of a jade pot to the spout, and then frowned, as if he was not satisfied with the wine, and threw the jade pot to the ground, and the body of the pot shattered when it touched the ground, making a crisp sound, and frightened the attendants around him to kneel to the ground.

"Didn't I say I wanted osmanthus wine?" He looked at the ghosts and ghosts in the place, "Get up, go and get me a pot of osmanthus wine." ”

"Yes...... Be...... But, Your Honor, this is osmanthus wine, the best osmanthus brewed ...... in the underworld" A banshee shook her courage and told the truth in confusion.

"Hmm~" The phoenix looked at her and pulled a long tail note, the banshee didn't dare to argue anymore, and said straightly: "The slave will go and get the osmanthus wine." ”

The phoenix turned around and stepped into the bedroom.

After a while, I also turned into water vapor and followed in.

In the room, he had untied his clothes and his boots and closed his eyes and lay down on the bed of the heavy veil tent, a hairpin inlaid with white jade and gold fell to the ground, and the brocade quilt was covered with scattered black silk, like flowing water, sliding down a little along the edge of the bed, and one of his hands also slipped down the bed, holding it weakly, and shook it twice as if he wanted to grasp something, but finally slid down weakly, and his long fingers turned pale in disappointment.

I suddenly wanted to reach out and take that hand...... When he turned into a figure, he heard the sound of a low hem of his clothes outside the door, and in his panic, he didn't know what he had hidden in a few fruit bowls.

The two banshee attendants came in with a pot of wine, thinking that it was a newly prepared osmanthus brew, and after lightly putting it on the table, they looked at the phoenix lying on the bed messily, as if they wanted to cover him with a quilt, and hesitated, but finally did not have the guts, and were about to tiptoe out of the door, but one of the banshees glanced at the fruit bowl where I was hiding, and then looked shocked, and reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the other banshee.

The banshee then turned around, and after one glance, her face was pale, and she was about to reach out. Look in that direction...... Didn't you come at me?

At this time, the phoenix on the couch turned over, and the two demon attendants were so frightened that they forgot their movements and quickly withdrew from the chamber.

As he closed the door, he heard a banshee whisper to another, "It's a grape...... There is no one who dares to put grapes into the upper room...... To this day, there are still people who do not know the fruit that is most hated by the Venerable...... Tomorrow will be the time when this man's soul will be broken......"

I saw a round purple grape reflected on the bottom of the crystal fruit bowl, and it turned out that I was in a hurry, but it turned into itself that had not been used for a long time.

The fruit he hated most was grapes......

For some reason, I suddenly felt like a lantern that had been torn through the paper, shaking in the wind.

He moved, stretched out his hand and tugged at the placket of his shirt impatiently, it seemed to be a little hot, and he muttered something, vaguely, and he didn't sleep well. I knew that he was too drunk to be conscious and would not notice me, so I turned into a figure and walked to the bed.

The candle flame in the room was dim, and the swaying halo brushed his cheeks, half-light and half-dark, because he was drunk, his lips were as moist as Danzhu, and his long eyebrows were like two ink marks. Between my eyebrows are the scars I bitten, and they are about to be annihilated.

I look down at him seriously and hate him? Love him?

If I hadn't hated him, how could I have killed him with my own hands? But why am I so sad after killing him, so sad that I can't help but die? Is it really because of head lowering? …… But if I love him, as they say, how can I kill him? I never felt anything with him for a hundred years, and I never felt anything when he said to me in the hundreds of years that followed, and he kissed me, kissed me many times, and even double-meditated with me when he was drunk...... However, I never put him in my heart.

How could I possibly fall in love with him in a single thought after his death? Besides, he is about to marry Suihe......

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at me in the dark, and none of the lights in the room could be reflected in those pupils. I was so shocked by his actions that I couldn't move. However, he just looked at me like this, and closed his eyes again in an instant. Then I remembered that he was drunk in the mortal world like this, but he would wake up unconsciously, but he was not awake in fact.

His lips moved, slightly flushed, as if to say something. I was curious and put my ears close to me, listened for a long time, and then looked at his mouth shape carefully, it seemed that there were two unfinished words - "water...... Drinking ...... "must be a dry mouth after drinking."

Before I realized it, I had conjured a cup of tea at my hand, holding the back of his neck with one hand and holding it at a slight fixation, and bringing the teacup to his mouth with the other hand and tilting it gently.

Unexpectedly, his thin lips were pursed, but even a drop of water did not leak in, and the tea slowly slipped down the corner of his lips, leaving a shallow tea stain. After repeating it several times, I couldn't pour it in, and I was a little irritable for a while, so I couldn't, so I had to pour the tea into my mouth in one go, and then lean over and put it on his lips, pry open the gap between my teeth, and put all the water into it little by little.

As I left his lips, I saw his eyelashes tremble slightly, and I was about to put down the teacup, but I heard him open and close, and his mouth was still in the same shape: "Water...... Drink ......"

So, I took another sip of tea and was about to cross it with him again, and I was about to use the tip of my tongue to pick open the gap between his smooth teeth, but I was hooked by the tip of another tongue, and I was stunned, but when I reacted to it, it was too late to withdraw.

The tip of the tongue with a slightly drunk fragrance, the fragrance of osmanthus like a barb pierced into the tip of my tongue one by one, hooked, entangled, like a shadow, can not escape, can not avoid, a sip of Maofeng tea in the swirling wine into a drunken wine, overflowing, smoked my mind confused.

One palm supported the back of my head, the palm was as cold as black iron, I shuddered, woke up, pushed his chest and tried to get up, but I didn't want my back to be firmly locked by his other arm, no matter how I struggled, it only made the clothes of the two of them more messy.

His shirt was open, revealing a white and firm chest, and the supple texture made my face burn, and I was about to close my eyes in a panic, but before the eyelids closed, I caught a glimpse of a small frost chest, two inches long, and the arc was just right in the middle of his chest, as if something had been sealed in the dust, and it seemed to remember something...... I felt a pain in my heart, and I reached out and stroked the faint scar.

He closed his eyes and frowned unconsciously, and a thick murderous aura swept across the side of my face, which could not be disobeyed. I was startled, but the next moment he let go of the back of my head and put it on the placket of my shirt, and poked in inch by inch, and the silk buttons were scattered in an instant.

He stroked my waist, his fingertips slowly up my spine, around my shoulder, and finally, stopped in one place, he was enveloped in the softness, and I heard my heart beat under his palm.

The smell of wine swept across my forehead, and there was a cruel sweetness, and I was so breathless that I was even taut on my toes, and Qingming only staggered in a fleeting moment. In an instant, the world was spinning, and I was crushed by him.

Licking my dry lips, I reached out and hooked the back of his neck and kissed him...... He sucked me, from the tip of his tongue to the back of his feet, inch by inch, delicate but not gentle, ambiguous but not warm, he kissed me and stroked me, his lips were like fire, demagoguery. I climbed on his shoulder, wrapped around his legs, confused and trying to find a warm shackle, for a while, the fragmented gasps intertwined into a net, the net tightened us, as if we had never been far away, there was no separation between life and death, no doubt about love and hate, only two hearts close to each other, different frequencies but staggered together......

He rushed in, with thrilling power, and for that moment it was silent and silent, like an abrupt stop to the sound of a clangling piano, and suddenly, the sound of the piano opened again, and the golden iron horse, the flames of war, the smoke of gunpowder, the sound of drums, the trumpet, the iron hooves, the shouts of killing, surging in, until it completely engulfed me...... Entanglement to the death......

I don't know what day it is, I was sweating on his chest, and in front of me was his sleeping face with his eyes closed, unbelievably perfect.

Looking down at the angular light frost on his chest, I reached out again and stroked it, and my heart felt like I was drowning and couldn't breathe.

He pursed his lips and saw that the mouth shape was still "water...... Drink ......"

I was stunned, he wanted to drink tea again? After thinking about it, after being drunk, the liver is hot, and it is natural to be thirsty. Unexpectedly, when the tea was brought to his lips, he twisted his head impatiently, and his lips opened and closed again, but this time he finally spoke, and I no longer had to guess what he was saying by the shape of his mouth.

"Spike...... He ......"

Five thunderbolts, I stayed for a moment, and immediately reached out to cover my ears, I didn't hear anything, no!

"There are some things that you don't want to know. The clearer the ...... The more injured ......" The words of the little fish fairy suddenly broke into my mind, and it was clearly dripping with blood.

There is no such thing as "water" at all...... Drink ......"! It's all my imagination, and what he said from the beginning was the word "Suihe......

He was drunk for her, sad for her, longing for her, and even worse, even more so he hugged me and kissed me, which was also mistaken for ......

I stumbled to my feet, my hands closing the placket shaking, trembling inexplicably, trying to see the buttons, but I couldn't concentrate my eyes, only a blur of water, and finally, I don't know how much effort it took to get dressed.

The road is very long, there is no end, I ran all the way, always felt that there was a terrible ghost behind me chasing me, trying to eat me, swallow me, not even the flesh and bones left.

I ran and ran, and I ran and ran, and I forgot that I could fly, that I was a god, that I was not a ghost......

However, I suddenly saw something clearly...... There has never been a head-lowering technique......

I loved him, and I fell in love with my father's killer......

It's so clear, so clear that I can't hide.