think too much

The day when Li Muran met Lu Xingchuan was a rainy day; so was the day when he lost Lu Xingchuan.

The days related to Lu Xingchuan always seem to be rainy.

That day, he was ordered by his master to go to a small town near the Wulin League to eliminate bandits.Naturally, some petty thieves are no match for Li Muran.He ended the fight without difficulty.However, he has beaten bandits, but he can't tell God's will.On the way back to the Martial Arts League, heavy rain came suddenly, and the rain splashed dirt on him, and the blood on his body fainted. In an instant, he felt as if he was fleeing a disaster.

Then he met Lu Xingchuan.

Behind the young man is the dirty mud and the gray sky.And he is thin and tall like a bamboo pole, and his appearance is too dazzling. Standing there, he feels lonely and unapproachable.

And he put the umbrella on top of Li Muran's head, "I'm going down to Lu Xingchuan. It's fate to meet each other, if you don't mind, brother..."

"I don't mind, I don't mind!" Li Muran was dizzy, feeling like a fool, he couldn't stop wanting to get close to Lu Xingchuan, but at the same time he was worried that he would be dirty and dirty this person.In the end, he only dared to hide half of his body under the umbrella, and then stretched out his hand to push the umbrella in the direction of that person.

The young man smiled at him.Only then did Li Muran notice that Lu Xingchuan's eyes were almost pure black, and although the corners of his mouth were curled up, there was only a hint of a smile in his eyes, quiet and unattainable.

From then on, Li Muran had a vague realization - Lu Xingchuan was his providence.

The rain was so heavy that two big men could not go far with an umbrella.The two of Lu Xingchuan found a ruined temple on the side of the road to shelter from the rain.The incense in the small temple is naturally low, and the golden body of the Buddha statue is mottled.Li Muran first fought against bandits and then encountered heavy rain. After relaxing in this life, he was so tired that he sat down.It was Lu Xingchuan, who first bowed to the Buddha statue, muttered a few words silently, then walked across to Li Muran, and sat down on the ground.

"Do you believe this?" Li Muran took off his soaked robe, squeezed water, and asked casually.

At this time, the young man who looked so far away seemed a little embarrassed. He turned his head and did not look at Li Muran's open chest, "I don't believe this. But I came here when I was helpless. I thought, always I should thank the master."

It was raining and dark outside, and naturally the light in the small temple was also dim.At this time Lu Xingchuan lowered his hands and whispered, half of his snow-white neck was exposed, he looked a little like... a little junior brother.Thinking of this, Li Muran was startled and angry.He thought that the younger brother was someone he had secretly loved for many years, and he shouldn't compare others with the younger brother.

But he also thought that Lu Xingchuan was peerless in appearance, he shouldn't compare anyone with Lu Xingchuan.

"Xing Chuan," Li Muran naturally--naturally chose this title abruptly, "I, Li Muran, is the leader of the martial arts alliance Shen Tianwang. I see that Xing Chuan, you walk lightly and steadily, and you seem to be a martial arts practitioner?"

"Of course I can't compare myself to Brother Li." Lu Xingchuan blinked at him, and there was a bit of a crying sound in his tone, "Master, the old man thinks I'm a rotten piece of wood and my understanding is not good, so I'm not allowed to report to him outside. Fame, let his reputation be ruined."

Li Muran's Adam's apple rolled - he knew that it was a young man who came to tease him, but he was aroused by the three-point sobbing sound, and his heart was numb, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.Almost recklessly, he stretched out his hand to press Lu Xingchuan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Xingchuan is too modest. Xingchuan, you are a good-looking talent, how can you be a rotten piece of wood?"

"Brother Li..." The young man seemed a little surprised by his excessive enthusiasm, and the body under his hands flinched slightly, "Thank you..."

"Xingchuan,... I was the one who was abrupt." Li Muran said "abrupt", but he didn't withdraw his hand from Lu Xingchuan's shoulder.What kind of beauty should the body under the clothes wrap?How does the exposed neck on the edge of his palm feel?Li Muran was distracted, only feeling that his body was getting hot.

"Since Brother Li knows how to be abrupt, why don't you..." Lu Xingchuan suddenly raised his head, and gave Li Muran a half-smile look.The sky is dim, the eyes are dim, and from the dimness, a few wisps of green smoke appear like substance, hazy and lingering, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Why don't you just let go?" The young man gently pressed Li Muran's palm against his cheek.

The string in Li Muran's mind finally snapped.In Lu Xingchuan's eyes, there are many dangerous peaks, and in the depths is the abyss itself, luring him to fall.

Lu Xingchuan looked cold and indifferent, and it was cool to hold him in his arms.He kissed Li Muran with his eyes open, his body, face, expression, and reaction were all innocent, which made Li Muran feel hot and trembling.

"It's a bit cold." Lu Xingchuan turned his face away, his face was still white, but his lips were red as if dripping blood, "Brother Li, it's really warm."

"Hold tighter...Xing Chuan, hold tighter." Li Muran's voice was rough and hoarse, and he couldn't hold back his gentlemanly posture, "I will make you...warm up."

The movement of the young man exploring his body was soft and slow, not so eager.Li Muran only felt soreness in his chest, both happy and aggrieved.The rain outside is always non-stop, and Li Muran wished he could turn the rain into Lu Xingchuan's body and drip into Lu Xingchuan's eyes when he was in a daze.Not an inch apart.

"Brother Li... can I have it, hurt you?"

"It doesn't hurt... Xingchuan, make it heavier... make it heavier..."

The young man's eyes were mottled with light and dark, but his expression remained the same as before.In front of Li Muran's eyes was the figure of Lu Xingchuan in front of the standing Buddha, and he couldn't tell which one was colder, the young man's face, or the god Buddha who was neither sad nor happy.

"Xing Chuan, Xing Chuan, Xing Chuan..." He stared at Lu Xingchuan who was crouching on top of him, unconsciously, his expression became a little crazy, "Can you hug me... you,... are warmer ...?"

The young man did not answer.In the tide of pleasure/sensation, Li Muran quickly lost the strength to continue speaking.

He couldn't think of his teacher, his future, and his junior brother who he thought he cherished and loved.

Drowsy thoughts are empty and empty, but also stagnant and full.All Lu Xingchuan, only Lu Xingchuan.

Lu Xingchuan woke up in Li Muran's arms.As soon as he moved, Li Muran tightened his arms around him nervously.

"Xing Chuan..." He howled all night last night, his voice was already hoarse, and he could hardly recognize his own voice at this time, "Xing Chuan, don't be angry. I...I, Li Muran, am not a frivolous person..., I For you it is..."

He was about to say "I'm serious about you", but suddenly the face of the younger brother appeared in his mind, his voice paused, and he couldn't say it.

"Brother Li," Lu Xingchuan untied Li Muran's arms around him with light and delicate movements, and then got up to straighten his clothes, "I believe you are a human being. It's just that you and I just met by chance. If you want to rely on your personality and responsibility , so...together, you and I may not be able to do it. It's just that it's not necessary. "

"No..." Li Muran gritted his teeth, enduring the dull pain behind him.When I got up, I didn't dare to grab Lu Xingchuan's hand anymore. I only pinched the hem of the other party's clothes until the fingertips turned white, "I was wrong. You shouldn't trust me. I'm a frivolous Meng Lang. Since I first saw you yesterday, I Then... my heart pleases you."

Seeing Lu Xingchuan's slightly dazed expression and his porcelain-white skin turning slightly red, Li Muran only felt his heart shake, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to say.The shadow of the junior brother was gone, and at this moment, he was full of heart and eyes, only Lu Xingchuan could be left.

"Xingchuan, I'm abrupt, I'm Meng Lang. But you give me a chance to prove that I treat you sincerely." Li Muran selfishly thought that Lu Xingchuan might not be purely heartless towards him, but he didn't dare to confirm it, he only dared to Begging in a low voice, "Let's give it a try, shall we?"

Lu Xingchuan remained silent, not looking at him.At this moment, the young man's eyes were so empty that it seemed as if they were about to condense into teardrops and fall down.His voice was also faint, with a faint trembling, "Li Shaoxia is so chic, so it's natural, 'give it a try'. If you make a mistake, or if Lu Xingchuan doesn't suit your heart, it's just a love affair, wave your hands Farewell, just forget it. But I dare not... I only have this heart, if I want to give it, I will give it all. But what if I want to take it back?" He looked at Li Muran, the same dark and innocent pair. Sad eyes, but the eye circles are red.

Seeing his sweetheart's attitude, Li Muran felt as if his heart was being whipped with a whip, the pain was so painful that he almost wanted to cry first.He stepped forward, knelt down and hugged Lu Xingchuan's slender waist tightly, and kept apologizing, "It's my fault, it's my fault! I treat you with sincerity, so how dare I let you down? Just give me a hug." Opportunity, let me try my sincerity, and when you are satisfied and trust me, then hand over yours, okay?"

"You put it lightly." Lu Xingchuan looked down at him, the light redness in the corners of his eyes hadn't faded yet, and there was an unconscious obsession hanging in the corners of his eyes, like nine heavenly gods and Buddhas stained with mortal dust, so beautiful... one couldn't help it.

"So, where is your answer...Xing Chuan?" Li Muran pushed his head against Lu Xingchuan's flexible waist, making the man laugh until he pushed him away. "Just accept me, okay, okay?"

"...All right." Lu Xingchuan rubbed Li Muran's hair, his movements were as gentle as a lover's frolicking, but at an angle that Li Muran couldn't see, his eyes were cold and he sneered.