[Yin Yu] What should I do if I become an idol opponent?

Chapter 8

"He still... still did something to you..." Li Yu suppressed his voice, his voice sounded hoarse because he had cried.

Zhao Ke didn't know how to respond. First, he was tormented by the toxic attack and was about to lose consciousness. Second, he didn't expect that Cong Jia would come to accompany him before he died.

Li Yu lay on his chest, crying and saying: "Since you know...then why do you still drink that pot of wine..."

"I put... I don't care what history should be...Brother, I, I only want you!"

"Brother, how dare you leave me behind!"

"Brother, I can't live without you!"

At this moment, Li Yu's words and sentences seemed to have turned into knives, lingering at him one by one.

How much he wanted to reach out and touch the person leaning on his chest, how he wanted to kiss the tears off his face, but now he couldn't speak out the pain, and even had difficulty breathing.Only the tears in the corners of the eyes flowed like a flood that broke the embankment.

"Okay, history is history, let's treat our life as being torn apart by history," Li Yu suddenly took his hand, put it on the back of his neck and rubbed it a few times, "but look, brother, I have a mole here, you touch it, it is red, you must remember it well, you will look for me according to this in the next life, you must come, I can’t do it if I don’t see you. Do you remember? "

"elder brother……?"

"Brother, why are you ignoring me? Did you hear that?"

"Brother! Brother Yuen Long!"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from Zhao Ke's Bluetooth headset:

"Dear Mr. Zhao, hello. Your soul wearer is about to pass away. Your time travel will come to a successful conclusion. Please end this trip according to the promotion and return to 2199 safely. I hope you Have a pleasant journey, and the time machine 'Diaolan Yuzhu' will accompany you all the way.

Dear Mr. Zhao..."

Zhao Ke suffocated for a while, happy fart!What a perfect ending!What a shit time machine!Don't let this, don't let that, didn't I create you? !

I still insist on changing history today, let's see what you can do with me!

Shit system, let's wait and see!

With the last bit of strength, he pulled out the bluetooth headset stuffed in his right ear.

Suddenly, he felt that he had turned into a wisp of light smoke, floating up from Zhao Kuangyin's body.

The pain of dying and dying disappeared, as did the annoying electronic human voice, and the world suddenly became light and quiet.

what happened...?

Li Yu cried bitterly, pulling his consciousness back.

He knew that Zhao Kuangyin had passed away.

He looked at himself, and found that he was still in the form of a human being, but it was actually translucent... Could this be the legendary soul coming out of his body...?

So is this Zhao Kuangyin's soul or his soul?Or is his consciousness mixed with Zhao Kuangyin's soul?

It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore.

He has received a meticulous education since he was a child, and his parents are both professors who are obsessed with their own research fields, so they have also cultivated him very well.He entered the highest university in China at the age of 18, and went to a foreign research institute for further study after graduating from university. He has always been dealing with machinery manufacturing, and he has a calm, rigorous and logical thinking that ordinary people do not have.

And this time, it should be the first time in his 29 years of life that he has done something regardless of the consequences.

The soul is the soul, the consciousness is the consciousness, as long as he can stay by his lover's side, it doesn't matter what else.

Li Yu kept holding his body, buried his head in his chest and cried for a long time, until it was almost dawn, Li Yu let him go.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Li Yu wiped away tears, "I will definitely find a way to avenge you."

Zhao Ke said to him: "I don't want your revenge, I just want you to live well!"

He almost roared this sentence, but Li Yu didn't seem to hear it.

Could it be that his "soul" is already invisible, inaudible, and intangible to the people here? ? ?

Li Yu ran away on tiptoe.

He wanted to chase Li Yu out, but found that on the other side, Zhao Guangyi had brought someone with him.

Then, he witnessed the drama with his own eyes.

On the night of October [-]th in the ninth year of Kaibao, Zhao Kuangyin called Zhao Guangyi into the palace for a drinking gathering. On the morning of the [-]th, Zhao Kuangyin died suddenly.

A light sentence in the history books, when it really happened to me, it has such a heavy weight.

Those who are pressed are almost suffocated.

Tomorrow, the 21st, King Zhao Guangyi of Jin will be enthroned.

Zhao Ke didn't watch it anymore, and if he continued to watch it, what else could he do except stare blankly and get angry?

He, a "modern person", can't change history no matter what.

He wanted to keep up with Li Yu, and when he left the bedroom, Li Yu had disappeared.

He was suddenly sad, how uncomfortable is Li Yu now?

Li Yu said before that after Congjia, there is only brother Yuen Long.

Now, Brother Yuen Long is gone.

Zhao Ke suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

It turns out that after a person dies, the heart still hurts.

The so-called lovesickness is this kind of feeling.

Anyway, now, no one can see him.Then don't worry, just walk slowly.

Cong Jia didn't like to watch him worry.

He wants to be steady and go to accompany Congjia in a steady manner.

From now on, there will be no more papers that can't be approved, and no more vulgar fans that can't be read. He can accompany Cong Jia with peace of mind. His Cong Jia alone, finally I also waited for Brother Yuen Long who only belongs to Congjia.

He walked slowly to Lixian's house, he no longer needed to push the door, his "spiritual body" could directly enter through the wall.

When he arrived in the room, he found Li Yu curled up on the chair alone, crying expressionlessly.

When the death bell rang, Li Yu suddenly went crazy and started to throw things. Zhao Ke wanted to hug him, but he couldn't give him any touch at all. He could only watch him vent.

Li Yu cried while smashing it.

Everything that fell to the ground seemed to hit Zhao Ke's heart.

But he is so powerless.

Why do you want to do this?

Why is history so cruel?

Why can't history be changed?

History has something to do with him! ! !

Go to the next fucking life, there is no next life!

That's all, it's all a lie!

Li Yu cried, and he cried too.

Tired of crying, Li Yu lay on the ground.

He was lying next to Li Yu, hugging him with the outline of a nihilistic soul.

The two people who have been torn apart by history are venting and embracing vigorously.

After some time, Wang Dejun came.

Wang Dejun was as yin and yang as ever: "Hey, isn't this the ban of our former emperor?"

Hearing those two harsh words, Zhao Ke slapped Wang Dejun directly on the face.

It's a pity that he exerted ten percent of his strength, but he couldn't stir up even a trace of air flow.

Li Yu was still lying on the ground, I don't know if he was too tired to move, or he didn't bother talking to this kind of person.

With a flick of Wang Dejun's fly whisk, he unfolded an imperial edict.

Is this impatient to persecute the people around the old emperor?

He only knew that it was recorded in historical records that Zhao Guangyi couldn't wait to ascend the throne the next day after killing his brother. At that time, Queen Song asked Wang Dejun, a running dog, to call the princes, but he found Zhao Guangyi who had colluded with him earlier in the morning.

I don't know how Zhao Guangyi will embarrass Li Yu.

Wang Dejun finished reading the so-called imperial decree in a strange way, and Zhao Ke was about to explode in anger, but he didn't hear it very clearly, only heard a sentence, "Change the title to Longxi Duke, and move back to the Lixian Hall."

Zhao Ke cursed several times in his heart.

Li Yu didn't know which sentence he heard, and suddenly he got up: "The death of the first emperor is a national funeral, shouldn't we be filial to the first emperor?"

Wang Dejun flicked his whisk, and swept across Li Yu's face: "Whether to keep filial piety or not, of course, His Majesty has the final say. It's your turn to spend your time here, and don't see what you are."

Li Yu was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Wang Dejun across the face. It seemed that he had used a lot of strength, and the voice was very loud. Wang Dejun staggered back two steps because of the nosebleed from the slap.

Wang Dejun wiped his nosebleeds, and shouted furiously: "You! You bitch! How dare you hit me! Someone, teach me a lesson for this life-or-death thing!"

Several palace people rushed forward immediately, throwing Li Yu to the ground with punches and kicks.

Zhao Ke rushed up to slap them and kick them anxiously, but repeatedly missed them. Every punch and kick was applied to the air, and there was no echo.

After a while, Wang Dejun stopped them: "Okay, okay, give him a sigh of relief, take him back to the Lixian Hall, and take good care of him, so that he won't try to be a monster again and try to murder the Holy One."

Several people stopped their fists and feet, responded, and hurriedly dragged the scarred Li Yu to the carriage.

Zhao Ke hurriedly followed out to see what kind of carriage it was, it was clearly a piece of broken wooden board tied behind the horses, dragging people to it and dragging them back to the Rixian Hall, they would be knocked apart.

But no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do.

He really hated himself, watching Cong Jia suffer so much, but couldn't share the slightest bit of his pain.

In this way, Li Yu returned to the small courtyard full of phoenix trees in the Lixian Pavilion, and began a life of confinement, which was also the last period of his life.

Basically, Li Yu was recuperating throughout the winter.The injury he suffered that day was not serious, and because Wang Dejun secretly harmed him, Li Yu spit out a big mouthful of blood when he was bumped by the broken scooter.

But he always refused to take medicine properly, and he didn't eat much.

Zhao Ke can only watch Li Yu consume himself here all day long, making his heart disease worse and worse.

Li Yu's tears dried up, and his heart died.

But when will the lingering fate and history for the two of them end.

— Two years later.

He thought he was numb, but when the Qixi Festival in 978 really came, Zhao Ke felt a burst of fear and panic that he had never experienced before.

According to historical records, Li Yu died on Qixi Festival in 978 at the age of 42.

Li Yu was no different from usual on this day, but Zhao Ke was dying of anxiety.

When Zhao Kuangyin died, he could force himself to stay, but Li Yu was about to die, how should he stay?

Zhao Ke hardly knew how he spent his day. He relied on his obsession to stay in this world that did not belong to him, just for his lover. Now his lover is leaving, what will he do? What to do?

In the evening, after Li Yu drank some sake, he sat alone in front of the desk and studied ink.

Zhao Ke watched as Li Yu wrote the song "Poppy" which he had been familiar with since he was in elementary school.