"My aunt said that those who eat copper coins will have a smooth and prosperous year."

Ting Yan said in a low voice, but his tone was too peaceful, somewhat coaxing the child.

Lin Zhi bent his lips, bit lightly on the tip of his tongue against the copper coin he had eaten, lowered his head and put it in the palm of Ting Yan's palm, and beckoned to Ting Yan again.

Ting Yan leaned over and was kissed by Lin Zhi on the face.

The young man smiled and said, "The blessing will also share with you." ”

Ting Yan's heart was beating fast, and he responded a little vaguely, but he couldn't help but kiss him deeper.

At night, the closed windows can't hide the cold.

Ting Yan used his aura to run on his body before going to the bed, so as not to be too cold on his body to Lin Weaving.

The cold on his body in the autumn was a little shrunken, but at that time the weather was not like this, although he was cold, it was still hot, and Lin Weaving didn't dislike him in a daze.

But now it doesn't work, Lin Zhi will unconsciously distance himself from him after falling asleep, which makes Ting Yan very annoyed.

He used to stay in Infernal Mountain all day long, and from time to time he went to the cold pool, and he didn't take his low body temperature seriously at all, who would have thought that one day he would be disgusted by people and cold.

Naturally, the monk is not afraid, but Lin Zhi is only a mortal fetus now, where can he stand it.

Thinking of this, Ting Yan couldn't help but think deeply, there was an obscure emotion floating in his light-colored eyes, and his calm eyebrows and eyes were also dyed a little dark.

When he always goes back, what will happen at that time, Ting Yan has not yet thought about it.

After Lin Weaving regained his memory, he could naturally see the difference.

If you want to talk about excuses, there are naturally them, isn't it that he was afraid that Lin Weaving would make a mistake at first, so he had to play Yuan Zhi and have to kiss people to be husband and wife...... He was ashamed to say this, it was too shameless.

Not to mention hiding from Lin Weaving, even he couldn't deceive himself.

After all, he also had his real name read in a vain attempt to replace him.

But they were originally one person, this is an unchangeable fact, even if there is no dream of the Nightmare Beast, one day Lin Weaving will know.

The lover beside him leaned into his arms in his sleep, and the look in Ting Yan's eyes was replaced by softness, and he brushed aside a few strands of hair on Lin Zhi's face and hugged him to sleep.

Early the next morning, Ting Yan helped Lin Zhi get dressed as usual, but he didn't get out of bed to wash as usual today.

The young man with a beautiful face and gray eyes sat on the bed and said in a daze, "Ah Zhi, it seems that my right leg can't move anymore." ”

Lin Zhi had expected it, but when this day came, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The trials of the Nightmare Beast do not seem to be arbitrarily arranged, and they often pinch the most difficult points for people to accept.

For him, the life in his dreams can't be considered a blow if his parents are dead and his family is lost, even if he is not awakened by 01, he will not grieve because of these things.

The fact that he can't control his body is really a death hole for him.

However, it is clear that this is only temporary, and even the development of this matter is in Lin Zhi's calculations and is part of his plan, so his mentality is quite stable, but he still has to show pain on his face and show it to his only audience.

"It's okay, let's go see Lang Zhong first, it'll be fine."

Ting Yan put on Lin Zhi's shoes, carried him out of bed, took him to wash, comforted him gently, and let Lin Zhi hold his hand very tightly, the pain seemed to penetrate the surface of the skin, making his heart ache too.

Even if all this is in Ting Yan's preset, even if all this is fake, the pain Lin Zhi feels at the moment is real, and what makes Ting Yan even more helpless is that he knows that Lin Weaving can't get better, unless he can wake up from his dream.

After returning from the hospital, Ting Yan purchased a wheelchair for Lin Zhi.

The thin young man sat sickly in a wheelchair, looking more and more dull, like a gray winter day.

Passing through the alleyway, the blacksmith's door was closed, and some people said that he had injured his hand today, and he didn't know if he would be able to strike iron in the future.

The woman's cry is faint, and there are poor women who grew up with three children after losing their husbands, and the youngest son was abducted not long ago, and now the eldest daughter is sick and will not be able to survive this winter.

The girl who lived on the corner of the street raised a new puppy and a snake, but the dog was poisoned by the snake, and the snake was bitten to death by the dog.

Lin Zhi listened to the affairs of the world with his ears, and listened to the sound of the wooden wheel rolling on the bluestone slab.

The lover's breathing behind him was shallow, but Lin Zhi could feel his worry.

In fact, it was not difficult for him to wake up from this dream, he was awake from beginning to end.

Lin Zhi raised his head slightly, the time had not yet come.

On New Year's Day, Lin Zhi felt the strength of the hand holding him suddenly become heavier.

The palm of the hand is hot, like fire.

Whether he said anything or not, Lin Zhi didn't know.

He smiled lightly and said as he did every day when he welcomed his lover's return, "Ah Zhi, you are back." ”

Yuan Zhi's fingers pressed the armrest of the wheelchair, looked at Lin Zhi sadly, and held back the blurted out 'senior brother'.

He was worried that he would wake up from this dream, leaving Lin Zhi alone, and he was worried that it would affect Lin Weaving and lay the root of the curse.

"What the hell am I going to do?"

Yuan Zhi thought about the disappeared Ting Yan and muttered to himself.

Yes, Ting Yan didn't know, otherwise how could he keep draining until he could no longer afford the double consumption of forcibly entering the secret realm and the nightmare beast's dream, and had to return to his body to recover his soul power.

It is also because of this that he can be sober.

Yuan Zhi's voice was very small, and the young man in front of him was unconscious, still smiling in his direction.

Lin Zhi's ears are already difficult to hear, his hearing does not disappear instantly, but in a month or two, a little bit lowered, maybe after this year, no matter how loud he spoke in his ear, he couldn't hear it.

The world is quiet, even a little too quiet, and it inevitably seems a little boring.

But fortunately, the emotions are not out of control, not only because of the existence of Yuan Zhi, he also has 01.

Sometimes 01 would tell him about the cartoons he had watched, and 01 lived in his soul, and the sound didn't have to enter through the eardrum.

Of course, 01 never broadcasts in real time, because that's not very convenient.

"It's okay, Ah Zhi, don't worry about my body, it's better this way, at least I can feel that I'm alive."

The hand that the young man used to hold the sword extremely smoothly trembled a little, and Lin Zhi felt it.

Vigorous, full of life plunder, the boy's body temperature is too hot, but the dripping water is too hot.

Lin Zhi sighed lightly: "Why are you crying?" ”

Unable to move his right leg, he was held in the boy's arms, and his fingers brushed the boy's long hair as if some kind of reassurance.

"It's okay."

Because I willingly.

"I want you to hurry up ......"

For my sake and for your own sake, hurry up and get one step closer to my vision.

In a broken and sticky tone that couldn't even be formed, Lin Zhi kissed away Yuan Zhi's tears.

After the Spring Festival, the sound of firecrackers has disappeared, and Chongde Fang has returned to its former tranquility.

Yuan Zhi, or Ting Yan, used to teach martial arts in Yongzhou City, and he was paid quite well.

Yuan Zhi quit this job after a few years, and he wanted to concentrate on taking care of Lin Weaving at home.

He doesn't have to worry about his livelihood in a few years, because he wants to bring Lin Weaving out of here as soon as possible.

In the world, every day has become so long, but after the past, it feels too short.

The first to wake up was Ni Ling, that is, the disciple of the Imperial Beast Sect, her existence was suddenly erased from the earthly world, but Lin Zhi remembered it.

This made Yuan Zhi see hope, and he looked forward to Lin Weaving being able to pass the trial as soon as possible.

But it backfired, Lin Weaving showed no signs of waking up, and as his body deteriorated, he seemed to be immersed in this nightmare forever.

Yuan Zhi looked very anxious, but he didn't know what to do, he even hoped that Ting Yan could wake up quickly and find a way for Lin Zhi.

In front of Lin Zhi, it doesn't matter who is in charge of this body.

Lin Zhi calmly tasted the punishment of fate, and realized that it was the most cunning executioner in the world.

He had not lost the perception of his left hand and foot, which was still intact, and seemed to be barely alive.

What's more, in the absolute darkness and silence, he can still feel the body temperature of his lover.

Gradually, the sense of taste is gradually degrading.

Losing the ability to appreciate food has to be said to be a big regret in life.

This made Lin Zhi lose a little more than being able to see and hear, so much so that the kiss seemed to lose some of its interest.

So Lin Zhi made an attempt, which obviously made Yuan Zhi extremely helpless, and only his throat could taste a little heat when his cheeks were sour, and Lin Zhi gave up with some pity.

Another year when the crab paste was fattened, Lin Weaving had lost his vitality, and he lay there quietly, like a delicate puppet that could breathe.

On the day that Lin Zhi couldn't make a sound, Yuan Zhi couldn't bear it anymore, he stared at the lilac sky above his head, intending to cut it.

It was also on this day that a strange guest came to Chongde Fang.

He was dressed in a white fox fur, and his handsome and gloomy eyebrows and eyes were sickly.

"The power of the remnant soul can't shake the owner of the dream, he can't wake up on his own, we only have this way."

The implication is already obvious, they need to merge their souls, and they can't have the slightest rejection, otherwise they will easily backlash and get hurt.

Yuan Zhi said without hesitation: "How to do it?" As soon as possible! ”

Chapter 277: The common love calamity of master and apprentice

When 01 showed Lin Weaving the map, when he saw the arrival of the red dot representing the court inkstone, Lin Weaving knew that the time had come.

His palms pressed against the edge of the wooden chair, touching the carvings on it, unconsciously tightening.

Even if he doesn't have a sense of sight and hearing, but fortunately, he still has a sense of touch, so that he doesn't completely lose his perception of the world.

01 excitedly broadcast: [Host, we're going to succeed! ] They're merging! Then I can get you out of here! 】

Unknowingly, 01 has been assimilated by the subject's emotions, completely forgetting that its host can wake up at any time and does not need to be rescued.

But even if he realizes it, 01 won't care, after all, everything the host does is for today, for this moment now!

Lin Zhi listened quietly, and there was no smile on his face.