: Chapter 61

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Not to see him?
Who to see?
Luo Fei?
Xiao He didn't react at that moment, he frowned slightly, because he was tired physically and mentally, he was a little irritable.
He didn't say anything, but this expression was enough to make Yun Qing stiffen.
Seven days.
Seven days after returning from Luo Fei.
Xiao He would go to him every day, and he never stopped for a day.
When he came back at night, he looked cold, absent-minded in eating, absent-minded in practice, even in the bathroom, he was in a daze.
Yun Qing embraced him at night and wanted to kiss him, Xiao He would whisper: "I'm tired, can you rest?"
Yun Qing stopped, all the enthusiasm faded, only the coldness in his heart surged.
And Xiao He fell asleep tiredly before long.
Having held each other for six years, he thought there was no gap between him and him.
But just came back alone, just a few days.
Between them, an iceberg of thousands of meters has been set up between them, and the coldness makes the whole body chill, insurmountable.
Yun Qing was unwilling to ask, he had his own dignity and his own principles.
It's just...can't be reconciled.
When he thought that he might lose Xiao He, he felt a dim feeling in front of him. Everything that Buddha saw was overcast, and there was no vitality.
If you have not tasted happiness, you will not desire it.
But when you get it, who can let it go easily?
So Yun Qing waited for him all afternoon, and waited until midnight to wait for him back.
He spoke.
He said straightforwardly, don't look for him.
And Xiao He... twisted his eyebrows, irritability flashed in his eyes.
Yun Qing Ning stood in the main hall, a white robe like fog, standing as if frozen by the cold wind, freezing like snow and ice.
Xiao He raised his head and looked into his frost-covered eyes, his heart tightened, but then a sense of loss and powerlessness surged up, and he whispered: "In a few days...I will not go."
"Why do you have to spend a few days?" Yun Qing asked him quietly.
How could Xiao He explain, he only whispered: "I have something to do with him these days, wait for the busy time to pass..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Qing held his wrist and looked down at him: "What's the matter, I can't help you but he can?"
His low voice also had a deep sense of geological questioning, which made Xiao He even more irritable.
He has been hiding from Yun Qing every day these days, he is really hiding.
He was afraid to come back, afraid to see him, and even more afraid to be with him at night.
Xiao He knows himself very well, so much. He loves Yunqing so much that he can desperately love it.
Xiao He used to be proud of this relationship, but now, he is full of fear.
If Yun Qing really destroyed his whole family.
If they really bear such a hatred between them.
Then he still loves him so much that he can't help himself, how ridiculous is it?
Xiao He was afraid of this moment, but what he was even more afraid of... he would lose his humanity.
He was afraid that when he looked at Yun Qing day by day, he would slowly soften his heart, slowly relax, and slowly start not wanting to pursue it.
At that time... he can get Yunqing, can have his love, can have a seemingly happy life.
But will he still be a person by then?
Accept a murderer who killed a loved one, and fall in love with someone who ruined his family and ruined everything.
He is mortal.
When he died, how should he face such a life?
Xiao He couldn't make it through that hurdle, but he was very afraid that he would step over desperately.
When it really passed, he felt that he was no longer himself.
No, I am not an individual anymore.
Love should make people more like individuals.
Rather than obliterate human nature.
Xiao He took a deep breath and said to Yun Qing, "Master, I also have my own private affairs. Will you wait for me? In a few days..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Qing looked at him and asked in a cold voice: "A few days later, you will be clear about your intentions. Can you stay and fly with him?"
Xiao He paled, frowning and looking up at him.
He was unbelievable, but because of the flickering of his sight, he fell in Yunqing's eyes, but he was pricked with panic and guilty conscience.
Yun Qing's heart felt astringent, and his fingers curled slightly.
Xiao He finally recovered and realized that Yun Qing had misunderstood, he said anxiously: "Luo Fei and I are just ordinary friends, not what you think."
Although he was looking for the truth, he didn't want Yun Qing to have such a misunderstanding that there was no such thing.
Yun Qing didn't move, he just chuckled, and said coldly: "Ordinary friends? That kind of thing will happen, ordinary friends who call his name like that?"
Xiao He was startled at first, but soon he reacted, and then the blood all over his body seemed to have been emptied. He froze, his complexion as white as frost and snow.
"You...you know..."
"Yes, I know, six years ago you..."
"Enough!" Xiao He was scared that he would tell that night, so nervous that he felt dim.
So he knew it, he knew he and Luo Fei...
Yes, I must know, so Yunqing will target Luo Fei so, so he will assign Luo Fei hair to that kind of dangerous place, so he will torture him, life is better than death...
Suddenly figured everything out, Xiao He only felt that his eyes turned black for a while.
"Master... don't say it." His voice was very low, low to the point of weakness, "I just misunderstood him, and after so many years, who I like, there is no need to question it anymore. Matter, Master... Give me some time, I will be able to..."
"In that case... tell me." Yun Qing's thin lips pressed tightly. "What are you doing?"
Xiao He lowered his head and said nothing.
Yun Qing forced him to raise his head, a pair of star eyes shone coldly: "Xiao He, I love you, love you deeply, but it doesn't mean you can play with me like this!"
Xiao He lowered his eyes, not looking at him, but his lips trembled uncontrollably, as if a great sadness was brewing, and it was so pitiful that it made his heart hurt.
But Yun Qing didn't feel soft because of this. His voice was very strong: "Tell me, what is going on!"
Xiao He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound anyway.
Yun Qing's eyes were dull, as if the calm sea was brewing raging waves.
"If you don't tell me, I have a way to know, but then..."
Xiao He suddenly lost all his strength. He closed his eyes and moved his lips slightly, and said the words that couldn't be said: "I'm looking for my memory, the memory that was sealed, the memory before the age of seven."
A word is like a muffled thunder.
Yun Qing was visibly stiff throughout, but soon he narrowed his eyebrows and said in a rare solemn tone: "Stop immediately, you don't need those memories!"
Xiao He suddenly opened his eyes: "Why!"
Yun Qing squinted at him.
Xiao He looked back at him, he was obviously nervous to die, but his face was unexpectedly cold and cold, as if he was looking at the extinct enemy.
"Because I am the only survivor of the Xiao Clan in Zongyang?"
Yun Qing's pupils shrank sharply.
Xiao He said it all, but he had no scruples.
"Master, you saved me. Since you won't let me find my memory, then tell me who killed my family? Who is it? You must know it, right!"
Yun Qing stood there in silence.
Xiao He looked at him, and at that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of disaster in his heart, the building collapsed, the mountain collapsed, and the tsunami rolled.
"It's you... isn't it?" Xiao He's voice trembled, shaking too hard to hold on himself: "Tell me, tell me, please... tell me..."
He was already crying and pleading, but Yun Qing's voice was unexpectedly calm and indifferent.
"Do you wish it was me?"
Xiao He stared at him blankly.
Yun Qing raised his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at him with extremely gentle eyes: "Xiao He, do you love me? Is the panic these days because of this? You are not empathetic. Luo Fei, didn't you want to give up on me and choose him?"
Xiao He didn't know how to react. He just looked at him, looked at such a gentle Yun Qing, looked at such a good Yun Qing, suddenly a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, and he grabbed Yun Qing's clothes. , Said anxiously: "Master, please let me restore my memory, so that I don't need to go to Luo Fei, I want to see for myself, I want to know the truth, I..."
"No." Yun Qing cut off all his thoughts with just one sentence, "You don't need those memories."
Xiao He seemed to be floating in the ocean, with straws for life-saving for a while, and then sinking into the water again, breathing and suffocation intertwined, enough to make people crazy.
"Why? Why! You really killed them, you killed them!"
"Yes." Yun Qing's voice was soft, and his eyes seemed to absorb all the luster, but he laughed, unparalleled in the world, laughed so confusingly, "I did it, and now you all know it. Up."
"But..." He stroked Xiao He's white neck and whispered in a voice that was almost whispering, "Don't want to leave me."