Mistakenly Saving the Villain

When Song Qingshi woke up, he found that the night was late. He looked at the decorations of the Tianwumen guest rooms around him, and he was confused for a while, thinking about where he was, until he saw that the lamp on the table was made of Ye Mingzhu produced by Tiangongfang. It was not an oil lamp or a candle that I woke up completely.

He jumped off the bed anxiously, barefoot, looking around, only to see the man dressed in a red brocade robe, sitting slantingly on the chaise couch by the window, the camouflage has long since faded, and the moonlight is falling on the extreme. On the most gorgeous face, the dark golden phoenix eyes are dark, and the long slightly curly hair is randomly tied to the ear, the youth's breath has long since faded, and the stature has become much taller...

This is Fengjun, Mo Yuan, or Wuhuan...

Song Qingshi approached cautiously, dipped Lingcha with his fingers, and wanted to write on the table and ask questions.

"You can already speak." The man woke up from his thoughts and couldn't help but see how he was trying to write.

Realization that they are not dumb Song Qing, he quickly "ah ah ah" to call a few times, practice pronunciation, spent a lot of time to recover the ability to speak, like a long time, quietly called out: "No , Wuhuan..."

Only this is the name he hopes to call.

Shenjun did not deny any more, but gently took his hand, placed it in his palm, and clenched it tightly.

"I'm sorry," Song Qingshi saw this familiar movement and understood that the other party already knew what he was doing in Mo Yuan's circle. In the circle, he insisted on doing hundreds of tasks with a dull heart. Now that the dust has settled, he finally feels the pain caused by hundreds of failures, first dull throbbing pain, and then more and more painful Deeper, until the bottom of my heart. He whimpered a few times, trying to suppress the torrent of tears, but couldn't bear it anymore, and finally cried loudly, "Sorry, I'm too stupid. I tried my best, but I couldn't solve the problem. I'm sorry, I caused you so much suffering..."

He cried incoherently and didn't know what he was talking about.

"Don't be sad, I'm back." Shenjun knew that he had accumulated too many emotions and needed to vent. He didn't persuade him. He just took him into his arms and gently stroked his back, waiting patiently for him to take away all the pain in his memory. Cry out and return to reality completely.

Song Qingshi cried for a long time, and gradually stopped...

He firmly grasped the warm hand and confirmed that this person was still by his side and was not lost, and his eyes were full of questions.

"After I entered the circle, I didn't receive any messy tasks, and I attached it directly to Wuhuan. I knew that this was my self in my previous life. I hated that kind of identity and situation. I wanted to quit directly, but found that you came. Did not leave. The next thing, I was like experiencing scenes of drama, watching and feeling, but could not control the development and actions of the story." Seeing that he finally calmed down, he slowly said that he was in the circle. "I looked at you... I tried very hard to save me, held me, and was happy in my heart. You promised to marry me and became a Taoist couple, and it was extremely happy. I feel that I have had such happiness, even if Mo Yuan’s future It doesn’t matter if you meet misfortune and die madly. However, I didn’t expect that the ending of the story would be like this. It’s so painful that I cannot accept it..."

Song Qingshi apologized again: "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to apologize, the wrong person is not you," Shenjun took a deep breath. He had been thinking about this issue during Song Qingshi's sleep. "When you failed for the first time, I was so angry that I couldn't help myself. I hate destiny, hate missions, and even hate myself in my previous life. I want to tear the tiger away, but I saw you choose to start again. I was a little surprised. I wondered what you were going to do, so I stopped acting... …"

So, when he watched Song Qing, he started again and again, and failed again and again...

The same start, different failures, Song Qingshi went around countless times, and did not give up his efforts to save him.

What is the reason for the failure?

The initial anger gradually calmed down, and he finally understood the true intention of Mo Yuan's magic circle.

The only person in the world who knows himself best is himself.

The Mo Yuan array was not an exam question for Song Qingshi, but the answer he left for himself.

"Being at the mercy of the so-called mission and destiny is an injustice from heaven, but the inexplicable failure lies with me..." He knew that Song Qingshi had discovered this problem a long time ago in countless repeated failures, but there was no solution, "I I like you very much and I am willing to give you everything, feelings, life, soul... But the only thing I didn't give you was trust."

He is too smart, too proud, too confident, and too striving for perfection, so he can't face mistakes and failures.

He didn't believe in Song Qingshi's mission, nor did he believe enough in Song Qingshi's feelings for him, which resulted in an unsolvable ending.

The thing that manipulates fate behind the scenes takes advantage of the two small loopholes in his personality, perfectionism and cleanliness. As long as he is thrown into the filthy and dirty darkness, he can easily watch him become cocooned again and again, self-bound. Disgust, even if it is the driftwood of salvation, it will drag the driftwood into the water and sink into the abyss in agony.

It's so stupid...

"The paranoia comes from fear, and the escape comes from low self-esteem," Shenjun finally opened his heart, facing the deep darkness inside, "I am afraid, afraid that your feelings for me are just a beautiful mistake, afraid that you will find the right thing. After answering the answer, I forgot about me. I was afraid that you would like others and others would like you. I was even more afraid that you would know what true perfection is one day, and then you would realize my imperfections, and then leave disappointed..."

Song Qingshi desperately shook his head, indicating that he would not.

Mo Yuan fell through the frenzied killing. Before he died, he finally caught a glimpse of the secret. He understood that the mission Song Qingshi once said was real, but he was unable to recover it, so he made this tiger support and sealed the memory in. Set up this unsolvable task.

The way the mission was opened was the two different fires of Song Qingshi, but the goal was the future self.

What Mo Yuan wanted to see was the redemption that Song Qingshi never gave up, and then opened this paranoid and stubborn heart.

One hundred and twenty-seven mission cycles.

No matter how difficult and painful the task is, no matter whether he is blind or dirty, no matter how bad he is, no matter how beautiful or ugly, no matter how dark his heart is, no matter how many wrong things he has done , He is the one who was chosen and treated wholeheartedly...

Song Qingshi has been working hard, trying to drag him out of the abyss.

So don’t be afraid, he will never give up on you...

Shenjun turned Song Qingshi's palm over, gently stroked the back of his hand, glanced at him, and after getting permission, he re-branded the mark of the soul.

The imprints of the two peach blossoms have long been in the fetters of life after life, and they are so red that it almost drips blood.

He laughed more sadly than crying: "How many times have we been married to Taoists to make such a mark?"

"I, I said," Song Qingshi hasn't fully adapted to the language function, and he speaks a little bit not fluently. He tried hard, "Wuhuan, I like you."

He is the most resigned person in the world, and his favorite things will never change.

Song Qingshi was a bit wronged: "I said, I like it many, many times."

It is important to say anything more than three times. He thought he had said it clearly enough, but the other party still didn't understand...

The **** has the final say: "In this world, you have said it one hundred and eighty-four times."

He remembered every time.

Song Qingshi was stunned. He lost part of his memory. He didn't remember a lot of things clearly, but he didn't feel like he said so often, right?

Shenjun remembered those pleasant memories and explained: "You like to say in bed."

Song Qingshi understood, and honestly confessed: "I should be begging for mercy..."

Shenjun was stunned.

Song Qingshi was so embarrassed that he wanted to scratch the floor, but the words had already been spoken, and he could only explain: "People say that men can't say no to the bed, so, so I am embarrassed to directly..."

He has a bitter lesson in Mo Yuan’s memory. Jian Xiu is a cruel character in everything he does. His initial cultivation level was not very high, and he did not cultivate his body. At the end of the time, he almost passed out. He also wanted to get a wooden sign to try to write this sentence. In a tactful way, I hope that he will think that he likes him so much...forgive it for a second, but it feels slightly. Strange, I didn't do this stupid thing. Later, I raised my cultivation base and tempered my body with medicine to adapt.

Song Qingshi confessed to the truth, feeling that the majestic wind swept the ground, lowered his head, his face flushed.

Shenjun was amused by him, and the depressive atmosphere was swept away.

When Song Qingshi saw the other side's smile, his face turned red, and he promised hard, "I will train my body well."

"Well, I'm not afraid anymore. No matter how many missions or rebirths, I believe you will come to me and save me." Shenjun stopped his laughter and said earnestly, "In Qingshi, I will believe in your feelings in the future. , I believe that every word you say will no longer destroy your mission...So, let us try to be honest, say everything, and then join hands to try to break this disgusting fate."

Song Qingshi earnestly promised: "If the mission fails, I will accompany you to wipe out."

Shenjun thought for a long time: "Okay."

"The first step to be honest," Song Qingshi asked the most important question, "Tell me, what is your real name?"

The name is a very important thing. Whether Mo Yuan or Feng Jun, they are all cowardly products that cannot face the past.

If you can't face the darkness and face your true self, you will never be able to break through the darkness and be teased by your disgusting fate.

Shenjun hesitated for a moment, then smiled softly:

"My name is Yue Wuhuan."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy's soft lips were burned on his lips, and then he happily told him loudly:

"Wuhuan, I like you."

"Wuhuan, I like you."

"Wuhuan, I like you."

The most important thing must be said three times.

This time, you must not misunderstand again.

We work hard together.

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