don't pass time

Lu Yuan came out of the school, and when he was crossing the road, he glanced at the fork road diagonally opposite. There was a very eye-catching man standing at the intersection, with long hair tied up, leaning against the corner wall with his hands in his pockets, wearing a simple suit The casual clothes made him wear a dazzling big name on the model.

Lu Yuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He lowered his head and saw the zebra crossing getting shorter and shorter, six steps, five steps, four steps, the corners of his eyes twitched violently.Three steps, two steps, one step, the moment he stepped onto the sidewalk, he couldn't help turning his head to the left, and saw the face that he had never seen before, but was extremely familiar.

It was him, this face.

It was this face that appeared in his dreams at different ages, it was this face that rushed towards him at the end of his nightmares, it was this face that kept screaming with arrogance, cunning, or pride. The person who "takes me" is the face that sent away that important person at the intersection in Xia Ri.

Lu Yuan was extremely shocked but accepted the incident very naturally. The people who lived in the ancient times in his dream really existed in reality, and they were right in front of his eyes at this moment.

In a daze, he felt that the man smiled at him and was in a daze. The person next to him pushed him: "Should I go? If you don't go, don't block the way." He hurriedly walked a few steps and looked towards the corner of the intersection again. The man was gone.Lu Yuan raised his eyes and searched around but found nothing. He noticed that there were a few girls in front of him discussing something excitedly, and he vaguely heard words like "so handsome" and "I knew I would ask for a number".

Returning home absent-mindedly, Lu Yuan pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Yan Lang kneeling in the corner, surrounded by a mess.The lost souls returned to their places at once, he hurried over, and when he got to the side of Yan Lang, he suddenly didn't dare to approach, he asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Lang, who had been too lazy to move when he heard the voice, raised his head and glanced sideways at him, the scarlet in his eyes had already receded, and those eyes became even deeper.He turned over and sat up against the wall, only then did Lu Yuan see half of his face covered in blood.

Lu Yuan squatted down and said angrily: "Yan Lang, you have something wrong, don't you know that you are bleeding?!"

As he was speaking, he was about to pull him, but Yan Lang grabbed the hand he stretched out, and the other hand slammed onto his neck, and he was pulled over, caught off guard, and knelt on one knee On the ground between Yan Lang's legs, he was afraid that he would fall on Yan Lang, so he reflexively took the free hand and propped it against the wall behind Yan Lang.

He was a little anxious: "Is there any other injury? Ask you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly met Yan Lang's eyes, and he shut his mouth all of a sudden, holding his breath involuntarily.

Yan Lang's eyes are beautiful, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, and the eyelashes are very dense. When reflected in the pupils, it often gives people the illusion that they are a cold pool.When these eyes look at Lu Yuan, they always show an extremely serious attitude. At this moment, besides the seriousness he usually feels, Lu Yuan feels that it is full of incomprehensible emotions, which seem to be bottomless, so The heart trembled, and a pressure from nowhere climbed up the back.

After a long time, Yan Lang's hand that was holding the back of Lu Yuan's neck was pulled across Lu Yuan's head, as if comforting but somewhat perfunctory, he looked away, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and then he uttered two words in a hoarse voice :"fine."

He got up from the ground and wanted to go to the room, Lu Yuan suddenly had an unknown fire in his heart, feeling as if he had been tricked out of nowhere.He jumped up suddenly, grabbed Yan Lang's hand, and dragged him across the area full of books and debris to the dining table.

He stretched out his hand to hold Yan Lang's shoulder, and pressed down to sit him down. He seemed to be reckless, but his hand was steady, and then turned around to get the medicine box without saying a word.Yan Lang looked at Lu Yuan's figure, his eyes turned red.

After wiping off the blood, I saw that the cut was not as serious as imagined, but it was covered with blood and looked terrible.Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the fire in his heart was kindled again. He grinned his teeth while applying medicine to Yan Lang and said, "Your uncle Yan Lang, do you dare to be serious about yourself?"

Yan Lang allowed him to move silently, only the breathing of the two of them remained for a while.

"If you lose your appearance, those girls in the school will die of grief." Lu Yuan added another sentence when the wound was pasted, and then pressed the corner of the large band-aid hard, "Then you Yucheng University is a heartthrob." Your position will not be guaranteed!"

Yan Lang seemed to be amused by his words, he pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's just a skin."

"Teacher." Lu Yuan suddenly called out while packing the medicine box.

Yan Lang watched his movements from the side, and kept silent. He heard him tell himself that he had a question to ask, so he responded in a low voice: "Yes."

He expected that Lu Yuan would ask himself why he was injured, so he had already made up an excuse, similar to a kid who accidentally bumped into him, accidentally bumped into a bookshelf when he grabbed it, or he was researching. A new spell, the power is not well controlled.Yan Lang was hesitating between two excuses, he didn't know which one was more credible, so when Lu Yuan asked the question, he didn't set up his defenses.

Lu Yuan asked in a light tone: "Who is Zhizhi?"

Yan Lang didn't realize what Lu Yuan was asking, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled stiffly: "What did you say?"

Lu Yuan didn't speak, but he never looked up at him.Yan Lang was a little flustered, he wasn't sure what Lu Yuan knew or didn't know, and he couldn't guess what kind of answer Lu Yuan wanted in his heart at this moment.The more people want to control everything, the more they will fall into this passive unknown situation, and Yan Lang feels deep fear from this.He smiled embarrassingly: "Where did you hear the name?"

Lu Yuan finally raised his head and looked at him seriously: "From you."

The shock that couldn't be concealed appeared on Yan Lang's face, and then disappeared in an instant. He squeezed out a smile, trying to make himself look more relaxed: "When?"

Lu Yuan concealed half of the truth, and said: "You were drunk that day, and you were talking in your sleep when you fell asleep."

Yan Lang pretended to be calm: "Did you hear wrong?"

Lu Yuan smiled lightly when he heard the words: "Maybe, I'll just ask casually."

After speaking, he stood up, picked up the medicine box and left Yan Lang at the table alone.Yan Lang's smile that gradually froze on his face seemed to be struggling, and then he seemed to give up his support, the arc of the corner of his mouth gradually flattened, and finally he became expressionless.

It was night, a blue bird flew into Yan Lang's room, and the bird left behind a letter and a small package of things and then turned into green smoke and dispersed.Yan Lang smelled the smell of herbs under the paper, unfolded the letter paper, and saw the familiar handwriting:

"Gu think about the love of fellow robes back then, let me say one more thing, you should understand better than me, as long as the soul is immortal, the memory will also be immortal, no matter how strong the medicine is, it will only last for a while, so you can do it yourself. In addition, Zhizhi's body has indeed been buried. I saw it with my own eyes a thousand years ago."

The letter came from Chiba Chiba, the current patriarch of the Phoenix Clan.Yan Lang sent the letter yesterday, asking her for medicine, and asked her about the whereabouts of Mo Yu's body by the way.

Since Mo Yu's death, Qianye has never called him "I and brother", so it is gratifying that even if the letter is tough again.After all, she was willing to talk to him, after all, Qianye had never said a word to him for several lifetimes.

The medicine he asked for from Qianye was specifically aimed at psychic users, and it was said that it was made by the same person as Meng Po Tang, so he asked Qianye to add the Dao Demon Talisman.There is nothing more effective than this medicine to clear the redundant memories for this life.

Yan Lang doesn't know if Lu Yuan has thought of anything, but it's always right to take precautions before they happen.He was so afraid, afraid that Lu Yuan would receive those long-standing pains, and also afraid that he would eventually abandon him after he remembered something.He doesn't know whether it's right or wrong to do so, and he also knows that he has no right to decide anything for Lu Yuan, but he can't help but think that it's better not to know a lot of things than to know.

Yan Lang thought, he can beat me and kill me if he hates me, but don't look at me with such indifferent eyes again.

At two o'clock in the morning, when people sleep the deepest, Yan Lang pushed open the door of Lu Yuan's room, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.Walking to the bed, afraid that Lu Yuan would wake up, he stretched out his hand and squeezed a formula to ensure that Lu Yuan could sleep until the sun was up.

He looked at Lu Yuan for a long time under the moonlight, then sat down and helped him up to lean against his chest.He held the bowl in one hand and squeezed Lu Yuan's jaw with the other, pouring the medicine into Lu Yuan's mouth without leaving a drop.

Putting the bowl on the bedside table, Yan Lang saw a drop of medicine spilling from the corner of his mouth, so he reached out and gently wiped it away with his thumb.After doing this, Yan Lang didn't take his hand away, he gently rubbed the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth with his fingers, and then covered Lu Yuan's face with his whole palm.

Yan Lang's eyebrows and eyes full of heavy worry and sadness were hidden in the darkness, and his fingers trembled imperceptibly. After a long time, he gently lowered his head and kissed Lu Yuan's forehead.

He sighed softly, restrained and helpless.

Put Lu Yuan back, covered the quilt, took the bowl, Yan Lang left lightly.A moment later, there was a soft door closing sound from the next room, and Lu Yuan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, opened his eyes.

After waiting for a while, Lu Yuan stood up and sat up, tapped his throat, quietly walked to the flower pot in the corner, and secretly spit out all the medicine he had just swallowed.

He raised the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, and suddenly remembered that Yan Lang wiped the corner of his mouth just now, the dry touch left by his fingertips was so obvious.He slowly reached out and touched his forehead, the place Yan Lang kissed just now seemed to be still cool.The line of the lips usually looks firm, but the touch is so soft, Lu Yuan found out very naturally that he didn't feel disgusted at all.

He doesn't resent him touching himself, he doesn't resent him kissing his forehead, and he doesn't resent his alcohol-smelling kiss. What he's worried about is that he is probably just another person's substitute.The person who made Yan Lang mumble after being drunk, the person called Zhizhi, he himself is that person's substitute.

Lu Yuan actually thought about whether he might be the reincarnation of that person, but then he denied this idea.I am also a psychic, so there is nothing to shy away from such things in the past and present. According to Yan Lang's personality, he should be able to explain the cause and effect to himself in detail.If he didn't say it, then he decided that he shouldn't know, and when he mentioned that name, Yan Lang's reaction was so abnormal.

This kind of cognition made him feel terrible, he didn't know what kind of mood Yan Lang came from to treat him well, and he didn't know what the bond between him and that person was, he just felt that life was vast, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He sat back on the bed lightly, and took out a note from under the pillow. The note was found when he returned to the room. There was no beginning or end on it, and he was just advised not to fall asleep tonight.

Who on earth could break into their home and leave something behind without breaking the barrier that Yan Lang had set up?Lu Yuan had some vague ideas in his mind, he didn't know how to prove it, but he naturally believed the information on the note, and a voice in his heart urged him to follow through.That's why he pretended to be asleep, he was prepared when he was making a formula, and he drank the medicine but did not swallow it flatteringly.

Speaking of what the medicine is, Lu Yuan can't guess, anyway, Yan Lang won't harm him.But Yan Lang chose to adopt such a method to make himself accept unconsciously, which made Lu Yuan feel rebellious from the bottom of his heart, either he didn't trust him, or he wanted to see what would happen if he didn't do what he wanted.

Maybe I'm wrong, he thought, but the consequences are on my own.

Flames sprouted from the fingertips, and the note disappeared as if it had never existed as soon as it touched the heat.Lu Yuan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, sleepless all night, and finally took a nap when it was almost dawn.

The author has something to say:

Last night I dreamed that I was living in a cramped old house, a bit like an attic where I used to live, and then there was an earthquake, an earthquake and I had nowhere to escape.I also dreamed about my mother.

May everyone be happy.