Hunter's Honeymoon Handbook

Kiyo didn't sleep well last night.

There are probably two reasons

One is because Xiba and the others seized the loopholes in their speech and sent a steward group headed by Zi Po Nian Wutong and others to protect them when they travel.

It's protection, not just surveillance. By the way, it's convenient to kill Alluka when necessary. I'm very familiar with their routines.

And the order that he didn't allow the enemy's family to follow up, was just in name.

The second is that he had a dream last night.

The dream was not very clear. In the dream, I was standing in the middle of a dark corridor, and the left and right sides of the corridor were covered with oil paintings. The pictures above seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

And he himself was not just standing, he was talking to a young man whose face was unclear.

Although the young man couldn't see his face clearly, but from his breath, he was definitely Xiaojie.

I seemed to say a lot of shameful words in my dream last night, like some questions I wanted to ask for a long time... This is something I would never say on weekdays. Surely dreams are unrestricted? The self in the dream seems to be a lot more frank.

I didn't expect that I would rely on dreams to comfort myself, it's really weak.

Qi Ya covered his face, leaned back on the soft car seat cushion, and sighed deeply.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Alluka poked her head over from Kiya's side.

"Well, nothing."

Kiya shook his head, smiled, and reached out to stroke Alluka's smooth long hair.

At this time, Wutong in the front seat of the car also turned around and pushed his glasses.

"Master Qi Ya, I think you didn't rest much last night, how about taking a nap in the car now?"

When the latter saw Wutong, his face fell down.

"Don't try to make me let my guard down, who knows what you will do to Alluka when I fall asleep."

Wu Tong smiled and shook his head, didn't say anything, just turned around again, and winked at the housekeeper who was driving.

Only then did Qi Ya snort coldly, patted Alluka's nervous hand, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Generally speaking, a trained killer like him is fine even if he doesn't sleep for ten and a half months, but for some reason he has been feeling sleepy since last night. This sleepiness is not from the body, but from the depths of the soul emanating from.

He even wondered if he had been tricked by something without his knowledge.

Just thinking about it, he was in a trance again.

If he fell asleep, would he enter that corridor again and see that boy with Xiaojie's aura?

Feeling that he was yearning slightly, Qi Ya quickly shook his head to expel this strange thought from his mind, but the more he wanted to get rid of it, the clearer the thought became.

Qi Ya couldn't help recalling it again.

How long has it been since I had a good conversation with Xiaojie?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it started after Kate disappeared. Xiaojie is always preoccupied and absent-minded about his temptations and approach many times.

How long had he been looking forward to the dialogue like in the dream—he felt that it had been a century.

And during the time when he went to NGL for the second time, he was hit hard again and again. Sometimes he even felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, but every time this time, he just thought of Xiaojie's smile , I feel that I have strength.

At least there is still hope, which is the motivation for him to keep going.

Just thinking about it like this, the familiar drowsiness rolled over like smoke, gradually submerging Qi Ya's originally not sober consciousness.

"···what happened?"

Qi Ya wanted to frown, but found that his current movements were beyond his control, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

[No, I can't sleep, wake me up at this critical moment! 】

But no.

It's as if we are half asleep and half awake, always thinking that we have opened our eyes and got up, dressed and gone out, Qi Ya is now falling into this strange state.

Even though he was clearly conscious, he still couldn't really wake up.

He understood that this state was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

【···Are you really too tired? 】

He couldn't help but think so.

At this time, a wave of black mist suddenly surged from under his feet, and Qi Ya suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and he felt a strong sense of weightlessness that almost threw off his internal organs, as if he fell into the abyss in an instant.

"?!"

He was just about to shout out loud, but suddenly he was stunned. When he came back to his senses, his bare feet had already stepped on a floor filled with strange blue smoke and covered with smooth tiles.

Qi Ya raised his head and looked out through the half-person-high blue smoke.

What caught his eye was the familiar corridor again. The two sides of the corridor were covered with picture frames. This time it was much clearer than when he came last time. At least he could vaguely see the contents of the two paintings that were closer to him. .

The corridor is a long one, except within a few meters where I am, due to the blue fog, there is a blue shimmer, and a few meters away is a thick darkness, and I can't see anything.

Qi Ya tried to move, and found that the light around him moved with him, which surprised him.

[Is this a dream? 】

He looked around, his pupils shrinking.

In other words...that person will also appear?

Could it be that he is Xiaojie in his dream?

Following his thoughts, some small footsteps suddenly came from the darkness not far in front of him. Listening carefully, it was the cold sound made by bare feet stepping on the tiles.

Qi Ya was startled, then suddenly came back to his senses, and ran to follow the sound.

"Little Jie?"

Sure enough, he didn't run a few steps, and found the familiar figure with black hair lying on the ground, looking up at the painting under a painting.

The figure was standing in a cloud of dark blue smoke, even the shape of his body was blurred. When he heard Qi Ya calling him, he was also stunned, and then turned around.

After he turned around, Qi Ya found that he still couldn't see his face clearly, but he was extremely determined in his heart.

"You are Xiaojie."

"Finally I see you breathing again, standing healthy."

He exhaled, raised his hands with a smile on his face, and clasped the back of his head with his backhands.

"I didn't expect to meet you in a dream... so dreams can be so real."

Qi Ya stretched out his feet and tapped the cold and smooth tiles under his feet, and smiled relaxedly.

"Even the touch is so real."

At the moment when he saw the boy, he seemed to have finally let go of some burden, and his whole body became relaxed.

"Is the dreamland such a comfortable place? No wonder some people are willing to sleep all day and refuse to wake up."

He put his hands on the pillow, and slowly walked close to Xiaojie in his dream. When he stood beside him, Qi Ya let go of his hands on the two pillows, and then stretched out his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to touch this figure.

However, he still didn't reach out in the end.

"... Sure enough, let's forget it."

He put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and shrugged.

If you stretch out your hand, but only catch a thin piece of smoke, wouldn't it be impossible to maintain the dream.

No, I... have I been too indulging in the nightmare, I actually think it's good to stay here all the time, this kind of relaxation feeling of abandoning all burdens is really addictive.

Be sober, Chiya, you are not alone, Xiaojie is still waiting for you to heal, and Alluka is still waiting for you to protect in the outside world, you cannot escape from reality.

He covered his face with his hands and smiled wryly.

But if it was really a dream...he sincerely hoped that he would never wake up again.

"Chi... Ya?"

An unusually familiar voice came from behind.

Qi Ya who turned his back suddenly opened his eyes wide, and turned around in a daze.

Xiaojie, whose face was unclear, raised his hand to stroke the picture frame in front of him, then slightly turned his head to look at Qi Ya.

"Qi Ya, do you really like me that much?"

"I risked my life for me so many times... is it really worth it?"

Qi Ya's whole body was stiff, he tried to open his eyes wide, and took a closer look at the blurry little Jie in front of him, but finally he slumped his shoulders and sighed heavily.

"The real Xiaojie wouldn't ask such a question at all, and he couldn't possibly know what I was doing where he couldn't see it—as expected, you are the fictional Xiaojie in my dream, a nightmare who questioned himself Well... really, what the hell was I expecting.

"

He raised his hand and covered his forehead.

Xiaojie's figure trembled, and then he also laughed.

"Yeah... I never knew."

Xiaojie raised his hand and caressed the frame, and tapped the contents of the frame with his fingers.

"Qi Ya has paid so much for me, so much, so much, it's all because of your unspoken efforts...why didn't you say it, what the hell are you doing, you idiot, in vain you keep calling me an idiot. "

"It turns out that you are the biggest idiot."

Qi Ya looked in the direction where his finger pointed, and was taken aback.

The painting turned out to be the night he talked with Xiaojie on Whale Island.

In the picture frame, under a bright starry sky, he and Xiaojie sat around a bonfire, talking with smiles.

It's just that there are several rows of words in the painting, which don't look like inscriptions. Qi Ya took a closer look, and the moment he saw it clearly, his face blushed.

"Wait...what the hell is this shameful thing?!"

Those lines of words actually read "It's great to meet Xiaojie", "I hope we will never be separated", "I like Xiaojie so much, as long as I stay with him, I will feel relaxed and happy" such shameful words.

Qi Ya vaguely remembered these words that seemed to flash through his mind at the time, but he didn't say it at all, this--could it be? !

He suddenly looked up at the paintings hanging around his body, and found that the contents of these paintings were all about a period of time near Whale Island. He saw familiar inscriptions on the paintings, and it seemed that they were all shameful in his heart Monologue!

Qi Ya suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, so he twisted his neck and looked into the depths on both sides of the corridor.

The picture frames hanging on both sides of the corridor are like neatly arranged square bricks, extending densely into the darkness at both ends of the corridor, and it is not known how many are hanging farther away.

What is this, a collection of shame-breaking thoughts in my heart? !

Cold sweat broke out on Qi Ya's back all of a sudden.

"Wait, have you read all of this?"

He turned his head in embarrassment, and pointed at Xiaojie with long hair dragging the floor in front of him with a trembling hand.

Xiaojie tilted his head, his facial features were blurred, but Qi Ya clearly felt him smile.

"I haven't finished it yet, um, I've seen half of it."

Qi Ya: "!!!"

He let out a sigh of relief, covering his flushed face with his hands.

"Forget it...Fortunately, it's in a dream, so it doesn't matter."

Thinking of this, he immediately adjusted from the shy state where his sweetheart broke the secret, and then coughed.

"Ahem, yes, I'm in a dream now, why am I so shy?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, strode up to Xiaojie, firmly stretched out his hands, grasped his shoulders, took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and shouted.

"Xiaojie—I like you!"

"It's a lover's liking, don't misinterpret my meaning anymore! Although I don't know when it started, but liking is liking, and I will definitely not feel wrong about this!"

"... Huh, I finally said it out, as expected, I can be a more frank self in my dream."

Qi Ya wrinkled his face, covered his thumping chest and exhaled heavily, and said with a smile on his face.

And Xiaojie, who was caught by him, seemed to be stunned by his yelling, and it took a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

"But... I'm so selfish, and I've been cruelly ignoring your efforts."

"If you think I'm special at the beginning, it's because at the beginning I kept entangled with you regardless of other people's eyes, and pulled you into my world without authorization...then Qi Ya after that, you are already a The light that can warm others, you are no longer

Stop having an existence like me, and there will be more people who really like you by your side in the future. "

"I'm not the only one anymore, why do you still like me who has been hurting you so much?"

Jay looked up into his eyes.

Qi Ya was taken aback, then smiled softly and shook his head.

"That's not the case. On the contrary, your cognition is completely upside down."

He leaned down and kissed Xiaojie's smooth forehead lightly.

After the kiss, he put the corner of his mouth next to Xiaojie's ear.

"Do you know what liking is?"

"If I can't see your figure, I will be afraid. If I can't hear your voice, I will be sad. If I can't feel your heart, I will worry about gains and losses."

"Once I am free, my mind is full of you, what are you doing, what are you thinking, I want to know everything - once I am touched by you, I am like a cat whose chin is stroked, the whole person is comfortable and lazy Get up, as long as I see you, my heart will be as relaxed as a bird, and I can fly lightly."

Qi Ya's voice is deep and gentle, and he narrates affectionately.

"... If there is no you, the current Qi Ya would not exist, maybe I would still be carrying out an assassination mission as a walking dead, day after day, year after year, without my own thinking, just a killing machine. "

"As you said, I can become a light that illuminates others now, and some people may be saved because of me in the future... But the first light that illuminated me back then was only you."

"Even if some unpleasant things happened before, there is one thing I will never regret, and that is that I met you. I am extremely grateful for that."

Qi Ya said so much in one breath, and at the end, he began to twitch embarrassingly again.

But Xiaojie, who had been listening quietly all this time, gasped, and suddenly raised his arms to embrace Qi Ya's face.

"I see, that's how I like it... I understand, Chiya."

"Thanks to you, I finally understand what I mean."

Qi Ya felt Xiaojie's hot and humid breath on his face, he shook his head slightly, and then patted his face funny.

"Really, what the hell am I getting excited about? This is clearly my own dream."

"To be able to confess to this Xiaojie created by me so seriously, I really can't save it."

Xiaojie shook his head, and suddenly pulled Qi Ya's face down with force.

So in Qi Ya's shocked eyes, Xiao Jie's blurry face suddenly approached his eyes, and then, a warm touch attached to his lips.

"... This time I really thank you, Kiya."

"It turns out that to have this kind of mood is to like you."

【Ding—start to judge the favorability between the host and the destined person. 】

[The favorability of the host has risen to 90, and the favorability of the destined person has reached 92. Congratulations on entering the stage of oneness, please continue to work hard. 】

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