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

The piece of peach cake was not held firmly and fell on the hem of Xijin's clothes. Chu Yitang did not stay here anymore and closed the door.

What is waiting?

Xijin didn't understand. It wasn't that he couldn't see Lan Yu's thoughts on Chu Yitang.

On the night when the nightmare occurred, how sure could he be of saving Chu Yitang, and how desperate was he when he found him in the cold spring?

He even did not hesitate to cross cultivation realms to extend his life.

As old as Lan Yu was, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy in the human world.

He almost gave up more than a thousand years of his cultivation to Chu Yitang, just for a glimmer of hope.

The mantis is like a chariot, so he can only try his best.

Whenever they get along, when Lan Yu looks at Chu Yi Tang, even Xi Jin sighs.

Why do you use so much affection?

Protect each other with your life, just want to be by your side forever.

He has known Chu Yitang for many years. He has a temperament that expresses emotions and anger. Whether he likes it or not, whether he hates it or not, is all obvious.

Xijin rarely sees Chu Yitang like anything, let alone someone.

But for Lan Yu alone, from the first meeting, Xijin concluded that Chu Yitang's feelings for Lan Yu were unknown to others, and even Chu Yitang himself did not dare to make a conclusion easily.

Chu Yitang was older than Lan Yu, but Chu Yitang relied on him even more. He couldn't even see him for a meal, and Chu Yitang missed him and lost his mind.

But Chu Yitang's heart is like a bright mirror, but he is timid to hold the mirror and admire himself.

The young man confessed his sincerity to him, but Chu Yitang did not dare to accept it, he was timid.

Over too many years, he went from being confident of victory to having nothing. After too many trials and tribulations, he came from the dark and burned in the light.

Is he gambling on himself? What does he have left?

All that is left is a body whose years are passing away, and a soul like a pool of death.

Chu Yitang buried his head in the quilt, with only half of his eyebrows exposed. His hair was spread between the pillows like ink, his clothes were folded, and his expression was gloomy.

The more you want, the more you want, and you become greedy.

He couldn't think of a way to deal with it, so he could only flee hastily, fleeing from the fire-soaked wasteland, and plunged into the vast embrace of Lan Yu.

Lan Yu, a Buddhist disciple with a pure mind and heart, chanted sutras in his ear at the temple in Wenwen Township, praying for Chu Yitang's peace of mind.

He kissed his temples, lingeringly and sadly.

It hurts so much. It hurts so much.

He had never been moved by love, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself.

In the stillness of the night, there are tears falling in the hair, and it is God who is weeping.

Xijin set off back to Nanqishan on the second day. Lanyu packed a lot of food for him, including Chu Yitang's favorite hibiscus cakes, mung bean cakes, and several bags of red bean cakes.

Love the house and the bird more than this.

When Xi Jin left, Chu Yitang did not come out to see him off.

The last words Xijin said to him were in front of the door last night.

He said, Yitang, you think of him well, but he doesn’t know your heart, and the moon will be full when it is full.

When there is no way to retreat, even if the south wall is unobstructed, there will be no turning back.

Lan Yu sent Xi Jin all the way to the foot of the mountain and thanked him.

Xijin patted his shoulder. The ring made by Chu Yitang was still on Lanyu's hand. Xijin smiled: "Do you know why he carved orchids for you?"

Lan Yu replied: "Yes, because Ah Tang likes orchids."

Xijin was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Yes, he likes orchids, so he carved this for you. He is really smart."

He turned around and walked away carrying the things Lan Yu gave him. The mountain wind howled and his white clothes were crisp.

Chu Yitang liked orchids, so he gave Lan Yu what he liked and imprinted it on it.

From then on, Lan Yu was his orchid grass.

Plant it in your heart and remain determined.

Chu Yitang locked himself in the room. When Lan Yu called him out to eat, he didn't answer, saying he wasn't hungry.

Lan Yu was worried about him and didn't go anywhere for a whole day. He even declined the summons from Tianqiong Pavilion.

Until night, when Lan Yu brought millet porridge and wanted to see him, Chu Yitang walked out of the room facing the moonlight, his face silent.

Lan Yu put the tray aside and wanted to make a sound, but was afraid of surprising him.

Chu Yitang's eyebrows were silent, like a migratory bird that was tired of flying. He was walking towards Lan Yu, looking for his perch.

What they don't know is that the last day of the nightmare period is also the day when love is most fragile.

Chu Yitang was so sad. He was drowned in the pool and could no longer see the light. He was so sad, so sad.

Lan Yu didn't know what was wrong with him. He tried his best to accommodate Chu Yitang and wanted him to feel less sad.

He pities him, cherishes him, and is reluctant to bear his pain and tears.

Chu Yitang didn't speak. The swallowed emotions flowed back as the emotion weakened, flowing back into his limbs and bones, urging him to rely on what his heart wanted.

What your heart desires is right before your eyes.

He relied instinctively and leaned into that bottomless but extremely soft embrace.

Tears burned, one after another, rushing out, so hot that Lan Yu was overwhelmed.

Lan Yu wiped his tears stupidly, and the crimson rising from the corners of his eyes made him feel distressed. He pressed his cheek against his and coaxed in a low voice:

"Ah Tang, stop crying. What's wrong? Ah Tang, why is my Ah Tang crying? Can you please stop crying..."

Don't ask, Lan Yu, don't ask, I really can't control myself anymore.

I'm about to lose to you, you know.

I was defeated and felt guilty.

The feeling of being close to home is even more timid. How could Chu Yitang dare to cross the thunder pool?

He choked with sobs, like a cub seeking shelter: "Lanyu, will you leave?"

He swallowed the unspoken word "I", so that what he left was only Guyu Mountain, not Chu Yitang who wanted to be strong.

Lan Yu's eyes were dotted with the most dazzling morning stars. He embraced him and embraced his destination. Every word was sonorous and powerful.

"A'tang, wherever you are, that's my home."

Chu Yitang bit his lip, tears slipped into the corners of his mouth, and were wiped away by Lan Yu.

Xijin didn't lie to him, Lan Yu was an infatuated person.

He is the only one who is infatuated with Chu Yitang.

After being exposed even more, Lan Yu was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he coaxed Chu Yitang back to the room.

Chu Yitang lay on his stomach, immersed in the fragrance of iris on Lan Yu's body, and narrowed his swollen almond eyes with contentment.

Lan Yu read to him the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. When he read that the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd could not meet each other across the Milky Way, Chu Yitang stopped letting him read it.

"This is not good at all. Please change it. I don't want to hear this anymore."

Lan Yu reluctantly responded, flipping through the book to find a beautiful love story for him, and found the one who would stay together for the rest of his life. Chu Yitang didn't want to hear it anymore.

He sat up, pulled Lan Yu's hand, and said awkwardly: "Lanyu, give me something you always carry, okay?"

The word "good or not" is something Lan Yu often says. It's sticky when it comes out of his mouth, and Chu Yitang is easily led away by him.

Now I have been influenced by it, and it has returned to Lan Yu.

Without doubting that he was there, Lan Yu took off the nanmu bracelet from his wrist and handed it to him: "Then I'll give this to Ah Tang."

Chu Yitang refused: "Then put it on for me."

Lan Yu smiled, took Chu Yitang's hand, put on the bracelet for him, and adjusted the tightness.

Chu Yitang put his hands up, and the bracelet was hidden under his heart. He rested his head on Lan Yu's arm, saw the glimmer in his pupils, and fell asleep peacefully.

If we can't see each other often, I'll keep it as my thoughts when you're away.

Lest I miss you so much that I won’t be able to argue.