Yu Wu

Chapter 105 The Heart of Paint

Mo Xi's low and slow voice sounded from the side of his ear, exactly as he remembered, but with hesitation and sullenness.

"Is that what you said it was all right?"

Gu Mang: "..."

In fact, Mo Xi had already noticed that something was wrong with Gu Mang. It was just that he asked Gu Mang once or twice before. Although he knew it in his heart, he didn't care about it.

But the thatched hut was too small, and he couldn't help but look at the person who was curled up in the corner, far away from him from time to time.

Mo Xi knew that Gu Mang was suffering and suppressed... He even saw Gu Mang's later actions.

He thought that Gu Mang probably really let go of the past, and really didn't want to have any entanglements with him at all, so this guy who used to be able to say to himself with a smile, "It's just a bed, just be happy with each other" The military gangster would rather solve it quietly by himself than expose his lust to him.

Gu Mang could smile at Jiang Yexue, talk well with Murong Chuyi, and even speak softly to the little broken bird that was just captured, but he was the only one who treated himself coldly.

Gu Mang really didn't want him anymore.

That bit of broken self-esteem and arrogance made Mo Xi want to pretend not to see it, but when he heard Gu Mang's suppressed, somewhat painful broken voice a few times... he still couldn't let it go.

In the end, he himself didn't know what kind of mood he was in. He got up and came to the shivering figure, bent down, and wrapped the body whose back was facing him in his arms.

Gu Mang's sudden startled reaction made his heart tremble.So he finally bite the bullet, broke his vow not to touch Gu Mang again, and took that poor, unredeemed body into his hands.Gu Mang unconsciously clung to his chest, his jaw and neck raised slightly: "Mo Xi..."

Mo Xi said in a hoarse voice, "Close your eyes. Just pretend you're not me."

Gu Mang frowned, his words stuck in his throat.

He is extremely fragile at this time, but in the extremely fragile, he still has an extremely tough soul, he wants to say, how could it not be you?

It's always been you.

Mo Xi, only you...

But these unspeakable loves can only stop at the hurdle of "wanting to say".

Of the two of them, one thought that the other party was boundless, and the other thought that his heart was as hard as a stone. For some reason, they were unwilling to get close to each other.But love and desire, that is an endless abyss, they have already stepped on the ground, and fell endlessly in it, the surroundings are dark, and the only thing they can grasp is each other.

As soon as Mo Xi surrounded him, Gu Mang's last sanity collapsed, and the only light left in him could only keep him from chanting Mo Xi's name when he lost his mind.

He was like a beast trapped in the sea of ​​desire, struggling desperately to escape the cage of this old love, but he couldn't.Mo Xi knew him so well, he could easily ignite the fire in his heart, making him at a loss what to do.

His incompetent, tear-prone physique has already made his eyes red, and there is water vapor gathering at the end of his slender eyes.He was in so much pain that his whole body was shaking, so he raised his head and leaned against Mo Xi's arms.Shouted hoarsely in that disintegrated mind: "Let me go..."

The tone is hard, but the line of voice is so soft that it seems to be melting.

He clearly wanted a fierce sentence, but what came out was a vague pleading.

"...you let me go..." In the end, Gu Mang couldn't hold back anymore, he was almost mourning, God knows how painful it is for him to restrain love while restraining animal blood.

He has lost his memory, gone to a dead end, and had his two souls gouged out. He doesn't know how long the consciousness he recovered by relying on the time mirror can last. was recovered.He has already lost so much, but the man behind him is the last light and heat he can embrace at this moment.

He still suppressed it.

Gu Mang almost collapsed: "You... let me go..."

Let me go, don't come near me again.

Although I have quenched the blood of beasts, I am still human after all, and I will feel unwilling, and I will also regret the path I have chosen.But I can't turn back, please...don't torture me anymore...

I know that there is a cold night ahead, and your warmth will make me hesitate to go any further.

I'm already a traitor.Ink off.

I don't want to be a coward anymore...

But what should Mo Xi do?It was also painful for Mo Xi to hug him.He didn't even understand who among them should let go and who could forgive whom.

Because Gu Mang didn't want him to touch him, he even uttered such tragic sentences as "Just treat it as if it's not me" - but even so, did Gu Mang reject it?

Because of the sadness and hesitation at this moment, the strength of his arms was a little loose. Gu Mang seemed to be a bird that had finally been free, stumbling and trying to stand up, and to perch to a place far away from Mo Xi.

But the poison in his body was transpiring, and the pain made his waist weak, and he had no strength in his whole body. He only staggered to support half of his body, and fell again between the rice stalks.I don't know how many monsters have double-cultivated here in this thatched cottage before. There was a pungent smell in the golden haystack. Gu Mang whimpered in pain. He turned over, his blue eyes wide open, and the light in them was scattered ...

Then he saw Mo Xi stand up, and his figure was reflected in his eyes.

This is really embarrassing, he wants to know what kind of miserable situation he is in now, but Mo Xi doesn't even mess up his robes.

The poison of Wu Yan's incense was surging more and more violently in his body, he frowned in pain, raised his hand and said, "You..."

He wanted to say, you go away.

But it was so uncomfortable, he bit his lip before he finished speaking.

Mo Xi would have misunderstood what Gu Mang meant, thinking that he was reaching out to pull him up by himself.So he held Gu Mang's hand...

It was as if the last cluster of lava had pushed through the rock formations.The very slight touch of ten fingers finally made Gu Mang, who was stretched to the extreme, lose his shackles.Human desire succumbed to the demon blood at this moment.

Gu Mang failed to get up, but dragged Mo Xishun down with him.

Mo Xi was caught off guard, and the soft rice sank behind the two of them.The rice dust diffused in the turbid air as if it had been whipped.

"Gu Mang..."

Hearing him call his name, Gu Mang's eyes suddenly became hot.

He was trembling really badly, his lips were trembling, and the light in his blue eyes was flowing and slack. He could say you let me go before, but the strong poison of the monster burned to the extreme, and even his fingertips were trembling. Looking up at Mo Xi's handsome face like this, biting his lower lip, he couldn't say anything.

Instinct was forcing him, forcing him to reveal his sincerity.

Over the years...he has done many decisive things, walked many blood-stained roads, and left behind many things, except for Mo Xi.

Mo Xi wasn't left behind by him, but separated by him.

With a knife, gouging out his own flesh and blood inch by inch, cutting it from the heart.

In fact, when he looked at Mo Xi in the rain of bat blood, his heartbeat accelerated and became crazy, but he covered up all of this very indifferently, very ruthlessly.

In fact, how is this so.

He loves him so much, misses him so much, misses him when he is in Cao Ying, misses him in the night rain on Louchuan, loves him, misses him, and thinks of him in the depths of fragmented memories.

He bit his lip tightly, tears glistened in his eyes.That's because the toxicity is tormenting, but more because he has really been destroyed to the extreme by the longing.

He really wanted to be selfish for once, and wanted to say, hug me.Mo Xi, please...help me, I have been immersed in the sea of ​​blood for eight years...can you hug me again...

I miss you...

After I cut you out from my heart, that scar never healed...

Gu Mang blinked his eyes, he felt something hot and moist trickling down the end of his eyes, seeping into his temples, Mo Xi raised his hand to touch his cheek.

He grabbed Mo Xi's hand, and he used almost all his strength and intelligence to say to Mo Xi in a very low voice: "... detoxify me..."

He saw some light that had nothing to do with desire flicker in Mo Xi's black eyes.

The heart is cut like a knife, but also like a fire.

"It's just... detoxification..." Gu Mang closed his eyes, his throat choked, "...I will... put you..."

The five fingers pinching Mo Xi's wrist trembled violently.

"I would treat you...as if...someone else."

He opened his eyes, and saw that the light in Mo Xi's eyes was extinguished, and it became an endless, bone-piercing eternal night.

Mo Xi's expression was sad, but just as he was used to hiding his heart with laughter, his little brother Mo Xi had finally learned to hide his true feelings with indifference.

His Mo Xi was no longer that young man in the battlefield on a snowy night who came to confess his love in snow and wind when he understood his love.

None of them are anymore.

Pain was hidden in the black eyes, and a chill rose.

Mo Xi almost gritted his teeth, and then Gu Mang felt a terrifying force, turning him over abruptly.

Such a move... is really like a forced catharsis, which has nothing to do with love.

Gu Mang was in extreme pain because of the evil poison. He lay his head down between the golden rice stalks, his soft cheeks were slightly sideways, and his heart was in a mess.

It seems that since the battle of Fengming Mountain, he has been losing, losing to the court, losing to the conspiracy, and now losing to himself.

He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help turning his head back, vaguely wanting to look back at the man he loved so much, but what followed was that Mo Xi took off his black hairband and covered him. in front of his eyes.

"you……"

"You probably feel better if you don't look at my face."

"..." The long eyelashes fluttered behind the headband, Gu Mang didn't know what Mo Xi's expression was like when he said this.In fact, Gu Mang can no longer think, his mind is sticky, but this feeling is not good - the demon blood will be satisfied, but his reason will eventually be shattered.

Mo Xi didn't kiss him, nor did he caress him pitifully.Mo Xi used to be extremely affectionate and loving, this is the first time he didn't do anything like this.

"Why is the whole body shaking?"

"..."

Gu Mang's lips trembled, and he insisted: "I'm fine..."

But Mo Xi raised his hand to caress the hairband covering his eyes, only to find that the hair was oozing with tears.

Mo Xi: "..."

Gu Mang bit his wet lower lip, but didn't say anything.He couldn't see what was in front of him, but he could feel his jaw being pinched by Mo Xi from behind, and he turned around.

Mo Xi's voice was so close that Gu Mang could even feel his breath clearly: "Because it's me, so even if you are forced into this by this poisonous miasma, you still don't want to. Right?"

"..."

A little silence.

Mo Xi said, "Gu Mang. You really don't want me."

Gu Mang was forced to cry. He was lying on the haystack. He didn't know the situation. He just felt that he was forced to have no bypass to choose. He raised his hand to untie the hairband, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Mo, Mo Xi..."

"Why did you call me by my name?"

Mo Xi didn't know if it was for his own dignity, or for Gu Mang's feelings, or for two people who were glued to each other but could not love each other, looking for a rare reason to be together.

But in fact, in the bottom of their hearts, they have been looking forward to such a reason and excuse for too long.

"Just like you said." Mo Xi said in a hoarse voice, "What I can and should do now is to detoxify you. What else..."

After a pause, he whispered: "...It doesn't matter."