He and It

Liu Fuguang couldn't sense anyone or anything. He was shaking so hard that he almost broke into pieces. He made a confused and dying sound in his throat. Even if he opened his eyes, there was only darkness in his vision.

Yan Huan hugged him tightly, with blood on his face, which was then washed away by hot tears. He rocked gently and called beggingly, but no matter what he did, Liu Fuguang had no response. Before, he cried and fell asleep, but now he was like a puppet, completely numb and closed himself off.

In the dragon's arms, he was really small and pitiful, like a huddled, skinny child who didn't know how to escape the harm of the cruel world.

In the midst of confusion and chaos, Liu Fuguang suddenly heard a voice, distant and vague, as if coming from the other side of the sea and the sky.

——Yanyan flies away, waiting for someone to come...

Swallows flying around, please convey the message of longing for me and tell the person I love that I am still waiting for him to come back.

This ancient and short love song was composed for Yu by the Tushan clan in the past. Yan Huan sang it tremblingly. In Liu Fuguang's ears, the long and deep mournful cry of the dragon echoed like a lullaby.

In a daze, Liu Fuguang gradually came back to his senses.

I dreamed about Zhongshan. Liu Fuguang said.

His nose, lips, and throat were all covered in blood, and Yan Huan hugged him tighter for a moment.

Drum Beast, they smelled me, his tone was detached and vague, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. They are hungry, hungry and thirsty. They smelled from all directions that I was seriously injured. Bleeding. Then they came around, tearing me apart, biting me, biting me, biting me again.

Yan Huan didn't know what else he could do. In the small world left here, he was the only one who could support Liu Fuguang, even if he was the culprit and the other was an innocent victim.

He covered Liu Fuguang's hair and forehead with hot kisses, squeezed him tightly, healed his wounds, and massaged him intimately. He couldn't tell whether such a move could make the other person feel better, but as long as he could remember, beasts had huddled together in this way to stay warm.

I hurt, I couldn't breathe, I tried desperately to escape, but they pulled my limbs, pulled my scalp, drank my blood, and ate my flesh. I screamed, I cried, I wanted Someone save me.”

Liu Fuguang lowered his eyes and looked into Yan Huan's eyes.

The first thing I thought of was you. I wanted you to save me.

Yan Huan had difficulty breathing. He pressed against Liu Fuguang's temple and cried until he couldn't breathe.

I... Dragon God tried hoarsely, I will save you, I swear, I will give everything I have to save you...

Not at that time, Liu Fuguang said, not when I needed you most. That day, it was you who ruined my cultivation and threw me down Zhongshan.

Severe pain penetrated Yan Huan's ribs, and the inner demon pierced his heart and tore away his heart. But how could the pain he suffered then be one ten thousandth of what it was now?

Then I stopped shouting because I remembered that it was you who did all this, it was me who trusted you too much, and it was my stupidity that led to this ending. Liu Fuguang said awkwardly and straightforwardly, as if he had just learned The child who spoke only expressed his intention in the most concise language, I called my mother, my father, my brother, and called many immortals, too many, I can't remember their names, and I can't remember them after that. I yelled, because it’s useless to yell.”

Liu Fuguang looked into Yan Huan's eyes silently and pointed at his heart.

You're right, there is indeed an old wound buried here, he said, a tear falling down without warning, and it will never get better or heal.

Yan Huan choked and said: No, it...it will be fine, it will definitely...

Liu Fuguang looked at him, his lips twisted into a weird shape, and suddenly, he shouted angrily.

--you are lying!

The illusion of calm was shattered by lies.

You lied... it can never get better, I can't trust anyone else, I can't fall in love with anyone anymore, it took away my ability, you took away my ability! He shouted hysterically, I I was once willing to give up everything for you! You don't know, you don't know... I once swore that I didn't need the throne or my identity, as long as I was with you, I thought about it! I thought about it if you were not a god and had no cultivation, Even though I am in poverty, would I still like to be a Taoist partner with you? I have thought about it and I can say that I am willing!

Yan Huan opened his eyes wide and gasped tremblingly.

What a price I paid for my trust! Liu Fuguang collapsed and cried bitterly, You don't know... you don't know anything! I was broken into another person, and you don't understand it at all, because You despise this kind of pain, you think it is weak and humble... You lie, you lie...

I don't know how long Yan Huan couldn't say a word.

He also seemed to be shattered. Subconsciously, he wanted to refute, but he knew in his heart that Liu Fuguang was right. The worst evil in the past was this kind of existence. He abandoned the warmth and love Liu Fuguang gave him. He...he didn't want such a thing.

...You didn't do anything wrong, Yan Huan could only say hoarsely, It's my fault.

Liu Fuguang breathed in vain, causing the air to pass through his mouth fiercely, causing intermittent cries.

Yes, he has buried these wounds deeply for many years, even though they have been rotting. If he thinks about it for a moment, the pain will make him unable to breathe, making him constantly despise himself. Stupidity, naivety, all this is your own fault, because you actually believed in an extremely evil god and gave him the power to hurt you...

Don't say that! Yan Huan grabbed him desperately, You are not to blame for yourself. I can say it a thousand times and ten thousand times and say it is my fault. As long as you still don't believe it, I can continue to say it!

Liu Fuguang couldn't help but choked up. Before he even realized it, he had spoken out his heart.

It will never heal... Liu Fuguang murmured, Things that collapsed in an instant took many years to build. You didn't care before, but I don't care anymore...

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