After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The night wind blows, and summer has not yet completely entered. There is still a slight coolness in the evening. The green color of the bamboo forest is eye-catching, and the wind blows out cascading green waves, making a rustling sound.

Lan Yu rushed back to Guyu Mountain overnight.

When I was walking home along the mountain road, I saw Chu Yitang standing at the end of the bluestone road. He didn't tie his hair, and he didn't even have a bun. He stood under the clear and sparse moonlight, with the shadows of the bamboo branches swaying from time to time, like a cage in a blue lake. Inside, the water is rippling, a layer of faint silver frost is splashed on the sleeves, and the black hair hangs behind her, rippling in the wind.

"A Tang!"

Chu Yitang was lost in thought under the bamboo forest. When he heard the sound, he was already taken into Lan Yu's arms before he could turn around. The familiar scent of iris soaked him in it in an instant, making him a little unable to recover.

Lan Yu hugged him from behind, his coat covering Chu Yitang's thin shoulders, and he pressed against his temples. He held Chu Yitang's hand in his generous palm, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"Why are you standing here? Why are you still up so late? I'm going to have another headache tomorrow morning."

Chu Yitang leaned in front of him, his eyes sore for no reason. He grabbed Lan Yu's hand, lowered his eyes, and whispered:

"I can't sleep. I don't know if you will come back tonight, so I just wanted to come and wait for you."

"Where would I go if I didn't go home, idiot."

Lan Yu kissed Chu Yitang's cheek in this posture, with crooked eyebrows. He actually looked better when he smiled than when he didn't smile. He didn't look so cold. Chu Yitang always liked to poke his pear when he smiled. Eddy, very soft.

"Are you hungry, Ah Tang? I'll make some porridge for you. Eat something light today, okay?"

Lan Yu held his hand and led him to the yard. Chu Yitang lowered his eyebrows and looked at the cloud-like color on his narrow sleeves. He seemed to be out of breath, his eyelashes trembled, and his throat was hard to swallow, but in the end he continued He didn't make any sound, he just responded in a suppressed and very low voice.

When he stood in front of the door and started to push it open, Chu Yitang looked at the dim yellow light in the kitchen. He didn't know how long he stood there, and there was an inexplicable chill on his face for so long. He raised his hand to touch it in a daze, but he touched all the fingers. of cold water stains.

It's his tears.

Lan Yu was lighting the fire in front of the stove, and a casserole was placed on a small stove next to it, bubbling.

He was sitting on a small chair, waving a fan in his hand, and the fire in the stove was flickering, burning his eyes.

The crisp sound of the charcoal fire suddenly brought back the wandering thoughts. Lan Yu came back to his senses. The fan fell out of his hand at some point and fell beside the stove.

Lan Yu went to pick it up, but the moment he bent down, he suddenly stopped on the spot. Lan Yu's complexion turned white in an instant. The next moment, large streams of blood continued to spurt out of his mouth, and the ground was dyed red. He could not hold on. , exhausted, fell beside the fire, unable to breathe due to the severe pain in his chest, he could only curl up in one place, covering his heart with great effort.

Even though he had endured hundreds of thunderous punishments until now, he was still tortured to the point of being worse than death.

His body was covered with scars and he was in pain.

Chu Yitang sat in the room for a long time. He repeatedly rubbed the piece of butterfly jade with a warm texture. The palms of his hands were very cold and could not be warmed. It was like holding an unfamiliar piece of ice, which was bone-piercingly cold.

Many people may be born with a bad fate, and they don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky.

It really hurt to leave, so painful that even just thinking about it made him feel like he couldn't live anymore.

But in this world, it is never easy to have both.

It doesn’t matter whether we are on opposite sides of the world, or whether we are destined to be together or not.

Sooner or later this day will come.

When Lan Yu entered the room with the tray, there was no light in the room. He put down the tray gently and lit the candle again. Chu Yitang's lips were a little white. Lan Yu was worried and touched his face. He said worriedly: "Ah Tang, Can you eat some porridge? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chu Yitang shook his head, hesitated, and only grabbed the corner of Lan Yu's clothes, his eyes were a little red:

"I had nightmares when I woke up. I felt uneasy when I couldn't see you."

Lan Yu was startled, then smiled again. He held Chu Yitang's face gently, pressed it against his forehead, brushed the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and said softly:

"I'm here, Ah Tang, don't be afraid, okay? I'm here."

Chu Yitang tilted his head and rubbed the tip of his nose, and gently put his fingers on Lan Yu's shoulders. He was obviously heartbroken to the point of drowning, but he didn't let the tears fall. He leaned closer, getting closer to Lan Yu, and in an instant he Looking at him, he said hoarsely:

"Lanyu, I love you so much."

He choked and repeated in suppressed sobs. Every word hurt when he read it, every word hurt.

"I really, really love you, Lan Yu."

Every word is like a kind of attachment flowing in the blood, running tirelessly, but has to rein in the cliff, where there is no way forward, and there is no destination for all his thoughts.

My love for you is not fake.

It's not as unbearable as me, so please don't dislike it, okay.

Lan Yu was startled. He stroked the ends of Chu Yitang's eyes and kissed him on his eyelashes. He let go of everything, all the things that weighed him down and made him unable to breathe, and he only tried his best to hug him with all his strength. .

"I love you too, Ah Tang."

Lan Yu kissed him carefully and wiped away his tears. He buried it in the crook of his neck, coveting the pain or love that Chu Yitang gave him.

Here, Chu Yitang is everything to him. He has seen his embarrassment of abandoning his armor. He reads his name and says he loves him. Although it may be bitter, it doesn't matter how hard it is. He only wants Chu Yitang to be well. , this is enough.

He had never understood what destiny was before. He only believed that things depended on man-made decisions. But when one day he faced such a choice, he realized that no matter how far he went, he could not escape his destiny.

Doomed to be separated, doomed to die without a cure.

Tears fell into the corner of his mouth, Chu Yitang hugged him, for fear of touching his pain again, he could only hug him, but could not take another step forward.

His vision was blurred, Chu Yitang lay on his shoulder, biting his cry tightly, moving his lips, calling silently with tears on his face.

Don't hate me, Lan Yu.

Please, don't hate me.