[Only when I was about to die did I get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, and I felt very uneasy.]
[Don’t cry, I will find a way to make a living for you]
If Chang Huan's fate has changed, it proves that there is still room for maneuver.
[When you want to leave, you can hand over the Yuxu Sect to him and tell your junior brother a message on your behalf: It's not his fault, he doesn't owe anyone anything.]
[Live well, remember at all times, don’t give up on yourself easily]
Yan Huailiu read these paragraphs countless times, trying hard to memorize them in his mind, fearing that they would disappear again.
He carefully folded the letter and put it back in the box.
The small box prepared for the original body was almost full, and after putting these things in, the lid could barely be closed.
"I will remember it." Yan Huailiu said softly and slowly stood up.
My legs are a little sore from sitting for too long.
He clapped his hands vigorously twice, picked up the correct mental method, and slowly walked out of the secret room.
It’s great. After removing the veil, it seems that everything is moving in a good direction.
The original Yan Huailiu was actually able to have a lot of love.
He didn't understand the circumstances under which these letters were written, nor was he quite clear about the grudges at that time.
After all, these were never mentioned in the original book, not even a single word of foreshadowing.
Before coming here, he read the book from the perspective of the villain's apprentices.
I have seen the grievances and unwillingness of young people in their childhood, and their cruelty and ruthlessness in adulthood.
Watch them use their golden fingers to have a smooth journey and change their fate.
I never thought about going back to study what the supporting cannon fodders who were buried in the long river of history were like.
In a book written for the sake of having fun, his initial attitude was the same as most people's. He cursed a few times and then continued to applaud and celebrate the growth of the teenagers.
Only after really getting into it and changing the original plot did I realize that there were so many frustrations that I hadn't noticed.
The moment the door to the secret room closed, he took a look inside and said softly, "What kind of person are you? I seem to be losing sight of you."
There are no clouds tonight, and the moonlight illuminates the road very clearly.
Yan Huailiu carried the food that he had asked a familiar outer disciple to get from the dining hall and quickly rushed to where Gu Xingyun was.
A figure circled in the air for a long time and then landed on his shoulder.
Yan Huailiu stopped subconsciously: "Go and play by yourself, it's not convenient for me to take you."
Baldy used his claws hard, but knew his limits and didn't grab any flesh. He just clutched the clothes tightly, expressing his attitude with his actions.
"It's really inconvenient." Yan Huailiu reached out and pushed it.
Tutu didn't move at all, and the big grid on his body almost made Yan Huailiu's shoulders uneven.
Knowing its temper and knowing that he couldn't persuade it, Yan Huailiu had no choice but to take it with him.
When passing through the barrier, he did not forget to remind: "No noise, no flying in by yourself, and no scratching Gu Xingyun, understand?"
Baldy rubbed his head against him, looking extremely well-behaved.
He had just taken two steps when a figure suddenly jumped out and scared Tutu so much that he flew away.
The hug was stronger than before. When he was about to suffocate, Yan Huailiu finally spoke to comfort him: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."
"I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Gu Xingyun said in a muffled voice.
"Why not? There are too many things, so I'm a little slow in packing."
Yan Huailiu patted his shoulder gently, as if no matter what happened, being hugged by Gu Xingyun like this would make him feel better.
"I brought you some food. Let's go back first."
Gu Xingyun let go of him, took the food box with one hand, and held Yan Huailiu with the other.
Tutu stared at the nearby tree branch for a long time, and then...
It flew up and landed on the hands held by the two.
The force instantly loosened their hands. Yan Huailiu sighed helplessly: "What are you doing?"
Tutu:?
Is it wrong for it to want to hold hands?
Gu Xingyun glanced at it coldly. Why did this ugly thing appear again?
If it were Little Lightning, he would have been annoyed seeing this look, and might even have run away in anger.
But Tutu didn't notice it at all. He turned around and landed on Gu Xingyun's shoulder, looking ahead with his head held high, like a king patrolling his territory.
In front of Yan Huailiu, Gu Xingyun did not throw it away directly.
Yan Huailiu didn't care. He didn't even bother to be jealous: "Tutu seems to like you very much."
Gu Xingyun held his hand again: "But I only like Master."
"Don't be so joking." Yan Huailiu said in a low voice, and then he noticed the unusually clean floor in front of him: "Did you clean it?"
"Yes, it was too dirty. I was worried that it would be inconvenient for Master to come over next time, so I cleaned it up."
Gu Xingyun led him into the house and pulled out a stool for him to sit down: "The room has been cleaned, it's not dirty, Master, you can sit down."
"It's a bit too clean. It looks empty. At least leave some flowers and plants."
After Gu Xingyun had the food laid out, he jokingly explained, "The flowers and plants here have been nurtured by spiritual energy for so many years. They have their own temperaments. Disciples are not allowed to touch them. Just by passing by, they will die to show their determination."
Yan Huailiu fell silent for a long time before he finally said, "They're going too far."
Gu Xingyun handed over the chopsticks with a smile.
Tutu consciously took a seat and waited for him to place the plate for him.
The two people and the eagle finished the whole table of food in harmony.
Yan Huailiu laid out all the things he had prepared, and together with Gu Xingyun, arranged the room so that it was habitable.
The empty closet was half full. Yan Huailiu stood there and sighed, "I don't have many of your clothes there. How about I go to your room and clean them up tomorrow?"
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