Pear blossoms behind Qingming

Lan Qi was late and did not come back.

After Qin Yuanxi took a bath, she blew out the lamp, walked to the side of the bed in the dark, sat on it, got into the innermost corner, and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

It was as if after passing through one layer of darkness, it merged into another layer of darkness.

He didn't know why Lan Qi didn't come back, and he didn't know whether Lan Qi would come back.

Qin Yuanxi closed her eyes tightly, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

In the darkness, his long and dense eyelashes are like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, tormenting the few remaining lives in vain, but unable to fend off the approaching fear.

Qin Yuanxi forced herself to fall asleep, but couldn't.

He kept thinking about Lanqi, whether he closed his eyes or opened them.

He thought a lot, thinking of the first time he met Lan Qi in the cemetery, remembering the time he couldn't bear to kick him out of bed, remembering the lonely expression on his face that could not be concealed by the mask when Han Li's army triumphed, The red lotus he drew in the emperor's uncle's mansion reminded him of the unreal contact under the dark sky just now...

Qin Yuanxi has never been sure what kind of feelings he has for Lan Qi. He thought they were friends before, but now it seems that they are not.

In this respect, he is not a fool, he has already been vaguely aware of what he thinks about Lanqi, but until now, he is still subconsciously avoiding, subconsciously not allowing himself to think, even if it is futile, he must sucker Punch.

Lan Qi... what does he think of himself?Should...should not be friends...

Qin Yuanxi didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

He didn't want Lanqi to stay, he hoped that Lanqi would stay as far away from him as possible.

Lan Qi is very good, even if he is a ghost, he is also very good...

What about yourself?

Qin Yuanxi has always felt that a person like himself should die alone without anyone involved. Before that, he didn't think there was anything wrong with dying alone, and he has always done this.

But now, he suddenly felt that the words "lonely and old age" were too sad. As soon as he thought of them, there would be bursts of unspeakable dull pain in his heart, endlessly like maggots attached to the bones. self torture.

Qin Yuanxi is eager to know where Lan Qi is now, eager to find him and meet him, but at this moment, the long-settled reason and the low self-esteem that have been suppressed for a long time come together at this moment, with an earth-shaking momentum and merciless The land engulfed Qin Yuanxi from the inside out, like a mire, like a shackle, and he was a dying man in prison.

Lanqi... Lanqi...

Qin Yuanxi curled up, unconsciously clutching the quilt with both hands.

Eyelashes trembled more and more, like a person struggling to wake up from a nightmare.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Yuanxi gradually fell into a light sleep. Of course, he didn't sleep well, and his mind was still full of all kinds of images, some good and some bad, as if to torture him completely crazy before giving up. .

Drowsy, half dreaming, half awake until the middle of the night, Qin Yuanxi suddenly felt the bed beside him sink.

Wake up instantly.

In the darkness, Qin Yuanxi suddenly opened her eyes, and just turned over and sat up when someone grabbed her arm.

"Qingming, go to bed."

... Lanqi!

Qin Yuanxi's already wide eyes widened even wider.

A little bit of the color of the stars and the moon seeped through the window, spreading the whiteness and coldness all over the place.

Qin Yuanxi vaguely saw the outline of Lan Qi.

Lan Qi was lying on the bed, seeming to be looking at him, holding Qin Yuanxi's arm with one hand, but he didn't use much force, he only needed a slight movement to break free.

Qin Yuanxi looked at Lan Qi, trembling uncontrollably all over.

It was only at this time that he realized that he could no longer face Lan Qi as calmly as before.