兩個字剛說完，餘音尚在繚繞，帷帳猛地被掀開了，伊墨欺壓在他身上，逼著季玖不得不睜開眼。兩人在黑暗中對視，仿佛匿在叢林深處的兩隻獸，各自有各自的傷。
季玖說：“你存心讓我難堪。”
伊墨沒有辯解。女人朝這邊走來時，他立刻就察覺了，彼時他擁著季玖，並沒有打算放開。後來那女人越走越近，直到靠近院牆邊站住，將他們的擁抱一眼望盡，明知會給季玖造成困擾，他也不打算放手。這個人，重要到什麼程度還有待商榷，但是目前，能不放就不放。
伊墨伸出手，冰涼手指撫摸上他的臉，摩挲了片刻，問：“你為何不辯解？”
季玖愣了一下，很快撇開臉將那手指甩脫，問：“辯解什麼？”
“她說你斷袖。”伊墨收回手坐在床沿，揭開了被子，將自己放進去，貼在暖熱的身體旁邊，又重新將被子掖好了，才摟上那人的腰，繼續道：“你為何不辯解？”
季玖嗤笑一聲，反抗著腰上那顯得親昵的手，道：“辯解有用嗎？”
“我並未作甚出格的事，不過是抱著你而已，我親你時，她已經走了。”伊墨在被子裡一把擒住了他的手腕，握在掌心裡，放棄了他的腰，只攥著那手，便不再動，口中繼續道：“她只是揣測，動了疑心，所以來訛你，借此探清事實……你若辯解了，她也就放心了。你卻不辯解，為何？”
“不為何！”季玖在被中摔著手，又用另一隻未被拘禁的手去救援，兩隻手被伊墨同時拿下，鎖在懷裡。季玖惱上心頭便抬腿踹他，厲聲道：“放開！”
伊墨將人在懷裡鎖緊了，才笑了一聲，聲音低低的，甚是悅耳，又移過身，湊到他耳邊輕語道：“你不辯解，可是認了？”
“認什麼？！”季玖不堪其煩，躲個不停，連他話中意味都不曾細聽。
伊墨說：“那‘斷袖’的名頭，你認下了。”
季玖一怔，也忘了抵抗，連忙否認道：“胡說！”
“胡說嗎？”伊墨淡淡道：“若非認下，為何當時不辯解，你未必看不出，她得了你的辯解就會安心許多，偏偏你不去辯解，反倒是說那一番話——明白的承認自己是斷袖之癖、龍陽之好，又答應去改。怎麼，現在又想改口？”
季玖愣怔過後停下了反抗，像是呆住了似的，側著臉望著他，好一會，終是壓低音量，憤然道：“我如何與她辯解？告訴她這半年多來，我讓一個男人壓在身下麼？！告訴她我根本不是龍陽之癖，而是被迫屈身嗎？！你要我告訴我的妻子，她的夫君是妖物的禁臠嗎？！你讓我如何說的出口！”他的聲音壓到極低，卻因為憤怒而接近咆哮，仿佛匍匐在地的嘶吼。
他說：“你要我怎麼跟她辯解？！”
便是在這樣的怒喝裡，那些許的不安與羞慚，季玖都藏了起來。
一如伊墨所言，彼時對質，他根本就沒有想過辯解說自己不是她想的那樣，他甚至沒有想過為自己洗刷這並不光彩的名頭。
反倒是承認了的。
如伊墨說的那般，認了的。
——承認自己是龍陽之好、斷袖之癖。季玖的聲音驟然幹啞下去，仿佛從身體裡燃了一把火，將他的血汗全部燃空，只剩一具枯皮。
季玖瘋了般開始掙扎。
伊墨在他的嘶喊裡怔了神，一時不察，讓他掙脫了，又連忙伸手將他扯住，不允離開。季玖被扯翻，就勢翻身與他扭在一處，所學的武藝此番淋漓盡致的發揮出來，在伊墨不施法術的時候，季玖抬膝去撞他、用手肘衝擊他、用全身的力氣、每一處能造成殺傷的硬骨與他拼搏，仿佛命懸一線的殊死搏殺。
伊墨沒用法術，其實只需小小的一道術法，就能讓這個仿佛瘋了的人安靜下來，再也不能頑抗。可是他沒用，他知道，即使季玖不能動了，心裡也是不服的，甚至益發仇恨。
只好與他纏鬥在一處，又不許他逃，要壓制住，壓在床上，鎖在自己懷裡，能不放手就不放手。他心裡總是疼他的，每一次使力都要控制分寸，不捨得讓這人痛，是以壓制著此時拼命的季玖，頗有些狼狽。
他原是我行我素慣了的妖，行事灑脫不羈，殺人或救人，不過是瞬間決定的事，卻從來沒有像這樣，被一個凡人的攻勢沖的手忙腳亂。他有顧忌，有羈絆，有不舍和憐惜，就有了畏懼。
他怕自己傷了他，所以總是謹慎的躲避他的攻擊，連壓制的時候都是收了力度的，而季玖卻不怕自己會傷了他。
季玖不怕。因為沒有憐惜之心。
所以這場角力，尚未開始，勝負已定。
季玖掙脫出來，赤腳站在地上，抽出了架上長劍，“鏘”一聲，寶劍出鞘。劍鋒指著伊墨的眉心。
“往後不要再來找我。”季玖說。
季玖說：“否則我一定要殺了你。”
季玖說：“我不是沈清軒，我是季玖。別拿我當沈清軒。”
伊墨說：“在我看來，並無不同。”略頓，又道：“你殺不了我。”
“一刀殺不死，千刀百刀總能殺死你。”季玖靜靜道：“否則我就殺了我自己。”
伊墨聞言笑了，仿佛覺得眼前一幕好笑，又仿佛是譏笑，笑裡三分滑稽，七分嘲諷。季玖站著，劍鋒筆直地指著他，在這樣的笑容裡動也未動。
對峙片刻，伊墨斂了笑意，神情冷漠下去，再開口，仿佛洞察一切的犀利：“你在害怕。”
季玖未答，劍鋒卻以肉眼不可見的速度顫了一下。伊墨洞若觀火。
一刹那，伊墨伸手握住劍鋒，鋒利的刃頓時嵌入掌心，血液滴滴答答的墜下來。
握著劍柄的季玖的手，又顫了一下。
伊墨緘默著，施力將長劍扯住，不論傷口深可見骨，他將它從季玖手中硬生生扯了過來。
握著劍鋒，長劍倒懸在手裡，伊墨前行了一步，季玖後退了一步，而後站穩，不再退卻。伊墨血淋淋的手撫上了他的喉頭，繼而施力，季玖閉上眼，感受著血腥與窒息一齊來襲，心中卻是平靜，覺得若是死在他手裡，也算是一場塵埃落定。有了這樣的念頭，季玖就坦然了，不作絲毫抵抗，許他掐在自己脖子上的手越收越緊。
伊墨看著他臉上逐漸漲紅，紅色快速蔓延，四處遊走，仿佛一場血色的狂歡。側過耳，伊墨認真的聽著他被掐緊的喉嚨裡傳來的嘶嘶聲，仿佛一種奇異的生物，在發出瀕危的資訊。伊墨又湊近幾分，湊近他耳畔，冰冷的不蘊含任何感情的聲音響起，仿佛陳述，陳述給那個逐漸失去知覺的人聽：
——“季玖，在你心裡，是認了這龍陽之好的。”
——“自第二次開始，你就喜歡我對你做的事。”
——“所以你跳進河裡，你覺得自己髒。”
——“這份喜歡本該是個秘密，只有你自知，現在卻被我知道了。”
——“所以你在害怕。”
伊墨靜靜的說，而後緩緩鬆開手，在身側響起的劇烈咳嗽聲中，他的聲音也失去了起伏的情緒，變得異常冷清：
“季玖，我可以允許你口不對心，我也允許你做任何你想做的事，即使做錯了事，我也不會惱你。”
“因為你是季玖，你要做季玖。我不阻止你。”
“但是，不要用你渺小卑微的性命威脅我。”
“務必記住這一點。”
季玖從劇烈的咳嗽裡平靜下來，聽著那人的聲音響起，又停頓，又響起，再停頓，最後……無聲無息。
他直起身，環顧四周，人已經消失，只余滿室血腥，經久不散。
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Just after the two words were spoken, the sound was still lingering, the curtain was suddenly opened, Yi Mo pressed on him, forcing Ji Jiu to open his eyes. The two looked at each other in the dark, like two beasts hiding in the depths of the jungle, each with their own injuries.
Ji Jiu said: “You are deliberately embarrassing me."
Yi Mo did not argue. When the woman came over here, he noticed it immediately. At that time, he hugged Ji Jiu and did not intend to let go. Later, the woman came closer and closer, until she stood near the courtyard wall, and he could see their embrace at a glance. He knew that it would cause trouble to Ji Jiu, but he did not intend to let go. How important this person is is still to be discussed, but for now, he will not let go if he can.
Yi Mo reached out his hand, touched his face with his cold fingers, rubbed it for a moment, and asked, “Why don’t you defend yourself?"
Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his face away and shook off the finger, asking, “What are you arguing for?"
“She said you’re gay." Yi Mo retracted his hand and sat on the edge of the bed. He lifted the quilt, put himself in it, pressed against the warm body, tucked the quilt in again, and then put his arm around the man’s waist and continued, “Why don’t you defend yourself?"
Ji Jiu sneered, resisted the intimate hand on his waist, and said, “Will explanation be useful?"
“I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary. I just hugged you. When I kissed you, she had already left." Yi Mo grabbed his wrist under the quilt and held it in his palm. He gave up his waist and only held that hand. He didn’t move and continued, “She just speculated and became suspicious, so she came to blackmail you to find out the truth… If you explained, she would be relieved. But you didn’t explain, why?"
“No reason!" Ji Jiu threw his hands in the quilt, and used the other hand that was not restrained to rescue, but both hands were taken down by Yi Mo at the same time and locked in his arms. Ji Jiu was so angry that he kicked him and shouted: “Let go!"
Yi Mo locked the man tightly in his arms, then laughed softly, his voice was very pleasant to the ear, and then moved closer to whisper in his ear: “You don’t defend yourself, but you admit it?"
“What are you admitting?!" Ji Jiu was so annoyed that he kept dodging and didn’t even listen to the meaning behind his words.
Yi Mo said: “You have to accept the name of ‘Duanxiu’."
Ji Jiu was stunned and forgot to resist. He quickly denied it and said, “Nonsense!"
“Nonsense?" Yi Mo said calmly, “If you didn’t admit it, why didn’t you explain it at that time? You may not be able to see that she would feel more at ease after hearing your explanation, but you didn’t explain it, but instead said those words – clearly admitting that you are a homosexual and promised to change. Why, you want to change your words now?"
After being stunned for a moment, Ji Jiu stopped resisting, as if he was stunned. He looked at him sideways. After a long while, he finally lowered his voice and said angrily: “How can I explain to her? Tell her that for more than half a year, I have let a man press down on me?! Tell her that I am not a homosexual at all, but was forced to submit?! Do you want me to tell my wife that her husband is the forbidden food of a monster?! How can I say it!" His voice was lowered to an extremely low level, but it was close to a roar because of anger, as if he was crawling on the ground and roaring.
He said, “How do you want me to explain to her?!"
Even in this roar, Ji Jiu hid away his uneasiness and shame.
Just as Yi Mo said, when they confronted each other, he never thought of arguing that he was not what she thought he was. He didn’t even think about clearing himself of this dishonorable reputation.
Instead, he admitted it.
Just as Yi Mo said, I admitted it.
——Admit that you are a homosexual and a homosexual. Ji Jiu’s voice suddenly became hoarse, as if a fire had ignited in his body , burning all his blood and sweat, leaving only a dry skin.
Ji Jiu began to struggle like crazy.
was stunned by his screams , and for a moment he was not paying attention, so he let him break free, and then he quickly reached out to hold him, not allowing him to leave. Ji Jiu was pulled over, and he twisted his body with him, and the martial arts he learned were fully utilized. When Yi Mo did not cast spells, Ji Jiu raised his knees to hit him, hit him with his elbows, and fought with him with all his strength, every hard bone that could cause damage, as if his life was hanging by a thread.
Yi Mo didn’t use any magic. In fact, a small spell would have been enough to calm this crazy man down and make him unable to resist. But he didn’t use it. He knew that even if Ji Jiu couldn’t move, he would still be unwilling to accept it and even more hateful.
He had no choice but to fight with him, and not allow him to escape. He had to suppress him, press him on the bed, lock him in his arms, and not let go if he could. He always felt sorry for him, and every time he exerted force, he had to control the degree, not wanting to hurt this man, so he suppressed the desperate Ji Jiu, and felt quite embarrassed.
He was a demon who was used to doing whatever he wanted, acting freely and unrestrainedly. Killing or saving people was just a matter of instant decision, but he had never been so flustered by the attack of a mortal. He had scruples, constraints, reluctance and pity, and therefore fear.
He was afraid that he would hurt him, so he always carefully avoided his attacks and even held back when suppressing him. However, Ji Jiu was not afraid that he would hurt him.
Ji Jiu is not afraid because he has no pity.
Therefore, the outcome of this struggle has been decided before it even started.
Ji Jiu broke free, stood barefoot on the ground, drew out the long sword on the rack, and with a “clang", the sword came out of the sheath. The tip of the sword pointed at Yi Mo’s forehead.
“Don’t come to me again in the future." Ji Jiu said.
Ji Jiu said: “Otherwise I will definitely kill you."
Ji Jiu said: “I am not Shen Qingxuan, I am Ji Jiu. Don’t take me as Shen Qingxuan."
Yi Mo said, “In my opinion, there is no difference." After a pause, he said, “You can’t kill me."
“If I can’t kill you with one blow, I can kill you with a thousand blows." Ji Jiu said quietly, “Otherwise I will kill myself."
Yi Mo laughed when he heard this, as if he found the scene in front of him funny, but also as if he was mocking it, with three parts of funny and seven parts of mockery in his laughter. Ji Jiu stood there, with the tip of the sword pointed straight at him, and he did not move at all in such a smile.
After a moment of confrontation, Yi Mo stopped smiling and looked cold. He spoke again, as if he saw through everything: “You are afraid."
Ji Jiu didn’t answer, but the sword tip trembled at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Yi Mo was able to see through everything.
In an instant, Yi Mo stretched out his hand and grasped the sword. The sharp blade immediately embedded into his palm, and blood dripped down.
Ji Jiu’s hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled again.
Yi Mo remained silent, and exerted force to grab the sword. No matter how deep the wound was that could see the bone, he pulled it away from Ji Jiu’s hand.
Holding the sword blade, the long sword hanging upside down in his hand, Yi Mo took a step forward, Ji Jiu took a step back, and then stood firm, no longer retreating. Yi Mo’s bloody hand touched his throat, and then applied force. Ji Jiu closed his eyes, feeling the blood and suffocation coming at the same time, but his heart was calm, thinking that if he died in his hands, it would be a matter of settled dust. With this thought, Ji Jiu was calm, without any resistance, and let his hand on his neck tighten.
Yi Mo watched his face gradually turn red, and the red quickly spread and moved around, like a bloody carnival. Turning his ear, Yi Mo listened carefully to the hissing sound coming from his strangled throat, as if a strange creature was sending out an endangered message. Yi Mo moved closer, close to his ear, and a cold voice without any emotion sounded, as if stating, stating to the person who was gradually losing consciousness:
——"Ji Jiu, in your heart, you have accepted the good of Long Yang."
——"You’ve loved what I did to you since the second time."
——"So you jumped into the river, and you felt dirty."
——"This love should have been a secret, known only to you, but now I know it."
——"So you are afraid."
Yi Mo said quietly, and then slowly let go of his hand. Amid the violent coughing sounded beside him, his voice also lost its ups and downs and became unusually cold:
“Ji Jiu, I can allow you to say one thing and mean another. I also allow you to do whatever you want. Even if you make a mistake, I won’t be angry with you."
“Because you are Ji Jiu, you have to be Ji Jiu. I won’t stop you."
“But don’t threaten me with your petty and humble life."
“It’s important to remember that.”
Ji Jiu calmed down from his violent coughing and listened to the man’s voice rising, pausing, rising again, pausing again, and finally… becoming silent.
He stood up and looked around. The people had disappeared, leaving only the room full of blood that lingered for a long time.
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