don't pass time

Yanshui is a long river winding from east to west, and the scenery along the way changes several times, all of which are picturesque.Somewhere in the middle and lower reaches of the river, there are towering cliffs on the right bank of the river, and continuous mountains behind it; the left bank is a fertile plain formed by impacts, and the wide wetland extends far away before some hills and valleys appear.

Thousands of years ago, there were rumors in towns and villages on this side of the plain that there was a fairy mountain on the other side of the river, named Shangnan Mountain. In that mountain lived a fairy with white hair and youthful face, who often traveled on tigers.It's a pity that this legend has been gradually annihilated in the waves of time, and few people know it.

Not far from Shangnan Mountain, there is a forbidden place that never sees the light of day. It is rarely known even in the spiritual energy world. This place is called the Valley of the Dead.

There is a wonderful big town in Minggu. In the town, buildings of various styles and styles from various eras and regions are piled up.In the center of the town is a large ancient Chinese building with carved beams and painted buildings, a deep courtyard, and many winding corridors.

The courtyard was almost never bustling. During the day it was clear and cold, and it could be called quiet, but at night it looked gloomy.The entire courtyard lacks a trace of modernity, and candles are placed all along the corridor, which will be extinguished when the wind blows.

It was already late at night, but the lights in the main room of the main courtyard were still brightly lit.

An extremely handsome young man was sitting beside the table in the hall. The shadow cast by the candlelight shrouded his side face, making those slender eyes with slender tails even more profound.He has long hair loose, wearing a dark red robe, lazily, casually leaning against it is a beautiful painting.

The Great Elder of Minggu, Fang Yiyue.

In front of Fang Yiyue stood another man, also with long hair, but dressed in modern attire.The two of them sat and stood for an unknown amount of time, and Fang Yiyue suddenly said, "You see it? Chenxi, did I tell you to outwit it?"

If Lu Yuan was by his side, he would have discovered that this man called Chen Xi was the demon who took advantage of Xu Yao that day, and Fang Yiyue taught him the same tone as when he taught Aixi.

Fang Chenxi lowered his head when he heard the words, but he was still a little unconvinced: "The Great Elder said this too late, didn't you help me stop Lu Zhuoying at that time?"

Fang Yiyue chuckled, and said quietly, "This is the only excuse you have thought of in the past ten days?"

Fang Chenxi didn't dare to answer. After taking advantage of Xu Yao's serious injury to Lu Yuan, he stayed outside for ten days with love, and was called over just after returning home today.Fang Yiyue had warned him not to act rashly before, so after Yan Lang rescued him and walked a long way, he was a little apprehensive, and kept delaying his return with the excuse of running errands.He didn't feel relieved until he heard that it was the Great Elder who fought Yan Lang that day, which delayed Yan Lang's arrival.

If Fang Chenxi is not cowardly, Fang Yiyue will never speak harshly to him, but when he faces him, there is an inherent fear and unspeakable pressure.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Yiyue showed an inexplicable coolness in his eyes: "The little tricks you had people do before are nothing. To your credit, this time it was impulsive."

"As for why should I help you?" He picked up the wine glass on the case and drank it down, showing a hint of a smile, "Since you have done everything, I won't stop you, it will let me see clearly that the boy is in Lu Zhuoying's heart." A seat is a good thing."

Lu Zhuoying, no, Yan Lang, he is still too anxious.

If he can bear to not appear beside Lu Yuan so quickly, maybe Lu Yuan can live in peace for a few more years.At that time, if someone was found to suppress Lu Yuan's spiritual power, even if the dark world coveted the blood full of power, there would not be too many people thinking about things too far away, then Lu Yuan's danger would be much less .

As for now, the answers to some questions are simply too obvious, although the process in the middle still looks confusing.

After Fang Chenxi exited the room, Fang Yiyue cut candles for a while, feeling bored, she put down the scissors and pulled up the wide sleeve of her robe. There was a ferocious wound that had not been bandaged on that muscular arm.

Fang Yiyue stared at the scar for a while, and then stretched out his hand to stroke it gently. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the expression between his brows was almost gentle, and his murmured voice was like a lover's whisper: "You left the scar on my arm. If there is a scar, then I will burn the same scar on your body."

The wind blew over and shook the candlelight, and it was on and off. Fang Yiyue's voice had some inexplicable meaning, some gritted his teeth, and some were reluctant to give up with a smile. He said softly: "You can keep it!" Does he live forever? You are willing to guard, but he may not be willing to be guarded by you."

After that, Lu Yuan didn't see Yan Lang for three days.

The last time Yan Lang disappeared for two days because a person exactly like Mo Yu appeared, but this time, he didn't know how to face Lu Yuan who heard his heart.

He leaves early and returns late every day, so he never met Lu Yuan face to face.He told himself that he was not hiding, but he just wanted to give Lu Yuan a little more time to digest this matter alone without affecting him, so that the two people's getting along in the future would not be so embarrassing.

But after hiding, I was really a little apprehensive.Yan Lang thought to himself mockingly, I have held the demon-slaying knife in my hands for life and death, and I pretended to be fearless, but I turned out to be a coward who couldn't face emotional failure.

In fact, it is not difficult for Lu Yuan to find Yan Lang, he just doesn't know how to deal with his inner confusion.He doesn't know what Yan Lang's psychology is. On the one hand, he still doubts that he is just a substitute. On the other hand, he is not sure what to do if he confesses his feelings.

It is difficult to face one's own concern for Yanlang's past; it is also difficult to face Yanlang's intentions, to face one's own intentions, and to face all possible obstacles.

On the third night, as soon as Yan Lang entered the door, he saw Lu Yuan on the sofa. He paused, thinking that what should come will always come, anyway, he can't keep him, no matter whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years ago Afterwards, whether dead or alive.

He walked over under the watchful eyes of Lu Yuan, and found that it was much more difficult to suppress his emotions habitually than usual, so he secretly pinched the third joint of his index finger with his right thumb until the pinching was painful and numb, and he maintained normal state.He stood opposite Lu Yuan across the coffee table, and smiled: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Lu Yuan also smiled: "I'm waiting for you."

Hearing this sentence, Yan Lang didn't intend to pretend anymore, he showed exhaustion, and sighed: "When are you leaving?"

"You want to drive me away?" Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Yan Lang didn't realize what Lu Yuan meant, so he said, "Aren't you going?"

"When did I say I was leaving?" Lu Yuan blinked and joked, "Tell me, do you want me to leave?"

Yan Lang felt that he didn't have enough brains, he went through Lu Yuan's words again in his heart, frowned slightly, so he looked at him in confusion: "Uh...you didn't understand? What I meant before... ...I like you. And, I'm not kidding."

silence.

Lu Yuan stood up suddenly.

Yan Lang followed him all the time, staring blankly at him walking around the coffee table and standing in front of him, and then looked at him in disbelief as if he suddenly understood something.

Seeing his expression, Lu Yuan felt sore, and didn't understand why he doubted him so much before.Unexpectedly, an indescribable anger welled up in his heart, so he clenched his fist and hit Yan Lang's shoulder forcefully.

Yan Lang didn't move at all when he felt the blow, and stretched out his hand to hold the hand that he didn't have time to take back.As if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly, his hand was like iron pliers to tighten Lu Yuan's wrist.

Lu Yuan twitched hard but didn't twitch, so he leaned over to get close to him, wrapped his other free hand around his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't push me away."

After Yan Lang heard the words, he let go of his hand, and Lu Yuan's right wrist, which was finally free, was throbbing with pain. This pain made him feel a little better in his heart.After being stunned for two seconds, Yan Lang hugged Lu Yuan back, and hesitantly placed one hand on his waist. The waist was neither soft nor soft, but had lines full of strength and tenacity.

He exerted more and more force, as if he wanted to embed the person in front of him into his body, his chest was pressed tightly against his chest, and he was so painful that he was unwilling to let go.

Do not wake my dear until he wills.

Night falls in Qiushui Town, which is the unique evening and atmosphere of summer, and the sky is dark blue.

Ye Chennan was about to close the door, and Lin Nuanfeng was clearing up the things on the counter. Everything was quiet, the tranquility that had not changed in Qiushui Town for thousands of years.

Taking away a magazine scattered under the counter, Lin Nuanfeng saw a small black leather notebook underneath, which looked familiar, as if he had seen Lu Yuan use it before.

The wind blew over, passed through the half-closed door, and blew the wind chime above the door, making a crisp sound.Lin Nuanfeng picked up the notebook, and the messy images suddenly flashed in her mind. She gasped and sweated profusely immediately.

Ye Chennan seemed to sense something, turned around suddenly, and saw Lin Nuanfeng was holding a small notebook in his hand, his face was pale, and he was staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

He let go of the unclosed door, rushed over to support her, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Lin Nuanfeng was like a dying fish, drenched all over, he couldn't make a sound for help when he opened his mouth.Ye Chennan stretched out his hand on her back and slowly absorbed her true energy. After a long while, she finally calmed down, with tears in her eyes.

"The road is far away." Lin Nuanfeng frowned and looked up at him, "A bloody disaster."

Ye Chennan also frowned slowly: "The feeling is so strong? There is no divination."

Lin Nuanfeng seemed to be a little absent-minded, did not speak, and heard Ye Chennan ask: "Is there a solution?"

Lin Nuanfeng heard that her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her face that had lost all color could not see any more changes. She lowered her head and murmured: "There is no solution."

It is night, the moonlight is like water.

Ye Chennan, who was sleeping very lightly, was awakened by the suppressed sobs from the next door. He turned over and walked softly to Lin Nuanfeng's room. By the moonlight, he saw her frowning and delicate eyebrows in her sleep, with fine lines on her forehead. Beads of sweat, the already fair face became paler under the moonlight, and tears kept slipping from the corners of the closed eyes.

His heart throbbed violently, Ye Chennan stretched out his hand to hold her tightly clenched hands by the pillow, the curled up trembling body slowly calmed down, and the suppressed crying gradually became inaudible.

Pressing his forehead against his own hand that was holding Lin Nuanfeng's, Ye Chennan closed his eyes tightly.He could see clearly how difficult the fortune-teller's path was, but he was still unable to share the slightest burden for her.Just when his sadness was getting stronger and stronger, Lin Nuanfeng woke up leisurely.

He looked up, didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Lin Nuanfeng looked much calmer than in her sleep just now. She sat up slowly, leaned on the bed and stared at Ye Chennan's Rumo eyes in a daze, then stretched out her hands, and her fingertips just touched his shoulders.Realizing what she was going to do, Ye Chennan leaned over and hugged her.

"Brother, I lied to you this afternoon." Lin Nuanfeng rested her head on Ye Chennan's shoulder, staring straight at a certain place in the darkness, she said softly, "Xiaoyuan's catastrophe, there is a solution."

Hearing the word "Heavenly Tribulation", Ye Chennan was stunned, vaguely understood why Lin Nuanfeng had lied to him before, he hugged the person in his arms tighter, and whispered in her ear: "I see .”

The author has something to say:

The quote is from the Bible, taken from Song of Solomon 2:7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelle or by the doe of the field, don't stir up, don't wake up my beloved until he himself willing.

Fang Yiyue ahhh, my Fang Yiyue!It's finally time for you to bring your name on stage! ! !