The young man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, the moment he heard Jing Zhou's voice coming from the next door, his heart settled inexplicably, he got up and leaned against the wall, his voice was low and hoarse: "Brother Zhou, I'm having a nightmare. "
The sound insulation of this inn is very poor. In the dead of night, people can hear clearly even talking through the wall.
He pondered for a long time on the other side of the wall: "Oh."
juvenile:"……"
After a while, Jing Zhou calmed down and said: "What? Is it a nightmare to call my name in a dream?"
The boy's voice was still hoarse, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense, but it seemed very sincere: "I shouted because I was afraid."
Jing Zhou's heart softened, but he understood that the little bastard used to pretend to be pitiful, but he didn't believe it: "What's the dream?"
"I dreamed that brother Zhou was angry with me and left me in the prison city." The young man's voice became lower and trembling, so pitiful, even the lies he made up sounded very real and sad.
After all, A Yan was really gone in the world of his dream just now. Although he lost it and regained it, it was still a bit of a mirror image after all.
Not to mention the end of the dream... a bit ridiculous.
After a moment of silence, Jing Zhou said, "And then?"
"I woke up with a fright."
"What are you going to do if I really leave you behind?"
"You will not."
"I said if."
"Then what can I do, wait to die."
Jing Zhou smiled: "You, you won't wait to die."
The young man also laughed: "Brother Zhou married me back to Xuanji Mountain from Jiulin City that day, so I gave my life to Brother Zhou."
Jing Zhou remained silent, the young man continued: "However, if I die, I will turn into a ghost and I will not let Brother Zhou go."
"Oh, well, I remember."
"Are you not afraid at all?"
"What are you afraid of? A gorgeous ghost will come to bed, and you can't ask for it." Jing Zhou still had that unserious tone.
"Is that right? I'm afraid it's easier for you to invite a ghost than to give it away."
At that time, both of them were back to back, separated by a cold and hard wall.
Even though it was a summer night in the Southern Region, Jing Zhou was worried about the coolness in the night, so he used his spiritual power to heat up the wall.
After all, if the little bastard catches a cold, he is the one who is in trouble.
"Go to sleep, it's not dawn yet."
"can not fall asleep."
Jing Zhou knew what the little bastard meant, but didn't respond: "Then I'm going to sleep, you stay by yourself."
As he spoke, he really lay down again, covering his head with a quilt.
It was summer, and he was determined to sweat himself out.
There was no noise from the next door, the young man saw that no fish took the bait on the hook he dropped, and he would never coax the fish to taste the bait in a brazen manner, Jing Zhou knew it well.
Just when Jing Zhou was sweating, there was the sound of pushing the door from the next door. After a while, Jing Zhou saw a figure outside the door, and stood quietly in the corridor at night without knocking.
The quilt was so stuffy, Jing Zhou simply kicked the quilt off the bed, crossed his legs and stared at the ceiling.
After about half a cup of tea, he finally said, "Why don't you sleep?"
"I said, I can't sleep."
"come in."
After getting permission for the young man to open the door and enter, Jing Zhou turned to look at him: "I can't sleep, even if you come to me, I still can't sleep."
"It's hard to say," the young man walked over without hesitation, and pushed Jing Zhou in, "I told you, I'm only used to sleeping in brother Zhou's bed."
"Tsk, here we come again."
"Didn't you just say that if a ghost enters the bed, you can't ask for it?"
At that time, the two were lying opposite each other on the couch, with their eyes open, neither of them would be outdone.
Because it was a summer night, the boy was only wearing a thin layer of clothes. The soft fabric flowed over his skin like water, outlining his muscular body contours.
This body reshaped by Yi Rongdan, no matter the figure or the face, is much more beautiful than the original Yu Ci.
"Xi'er, how much can I believe what you say?" Jing Zhou said very calmly and flatly.
The young man was also calm: "How much can I believe Brother Zhou's words?"
"Probably..." Jing Zhou thought about it seriously, "Probably, a little more reliable than you."
The young man smiled: "Really? I thought that no matter who it is, as long as it follows the way of heaven and forms a Taoist couple with Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou will treat him so well."
In fact, what you said is correct, Jing Zhou came here to give Taoist companions a good impression.
Of course he knew that the original owner had to be Yu Ci, but he was not the original owner, he was in a relationship with a purpose, even if he really fell in love, he was the wrong party.
After all, in the beginning, his liking was fake.
"You're right," Jing Zhou replied truthfully, "Indeed, I just follow the way of heaven to become a Taoist partner with you, and I also follow the way of heaven to be responsible to you."
After a pause, he said again: "But, I dug a hole for myself, and it all became real."
The boy looked at him and smiled: "I see."
"Is it that obvious?"
"correct."
"..."
"It's real, what are you going to do?"
"You ask me who am I asking?" Jing Zhou also smiled bitterly, then raised his head: "I am really miserable."
The boy didn't answer, Jing Zhou asked again: "I answered, it's your turn."
The four eyes met, and the boy moved in again: "It's all fake, and it's all true."
Jing Zhou: "...Here we go again." The other party's words were ambiguous, no matter how you understand them.
The young man smiled, and did not intend to continue explaining, but instead said: "Brother Zhou, is there anything else you want to ask?"
Jing Zhou was also polite: "That old senior, would you like to talk about it?"
"What does Brother Zhou want to hear?"
"you like him?"
"like."
Jing Zhou was surprisingly calm: "Have you ever slept?"
"No."
"He doesn't like you?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh."
"I don't know what kind of feelings he has for me, he never tells."
"Why?"
The boy shrugged: "I don't know, maybe in his eyes, I'm a kid who can't do anything well."
"But he was nice to you?"
"Yes, very good."
After a moment of silence, Jing Zhou said, "What about me?"
"Ok?"
"Better than me to you?"
The young man didn't expect Jing Zhou to make such a comparison, he was startled, and then he smiled a little unsure of how to react: "Why such a comparison?"
Jing Zhou pouted: "I just want to know."
The young man tilted his head and thought about it, and said seriously, "You guys are a bit alike, but not quite the same."
Jing Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "How should I say it?"
Boy: "The only people in the world who have treated me better are you and him. You have very similar attitudes towards me."
Jing Zhou: "This is a bit similar, so what's different?"
Boy: "We've been together for a long time, he doesn't need responsibility for me, and he doesn't care about the way of heaven, but you care about these."
Jing Zhou was silent for a moment: "I see."
After a pause, he asked again, "Where did that senior go?"
"died."
The boy's expression changed obviously, and Jing Zhou caught this subtle change.
It was silent again, so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.
Jing Zhou spoke again: "So, your Bai Yueguang is as good as I am to you. You have been together for many years, but he has never shown his feelings to you. He is no longer alive, is he?"
The boy frowned slightly: "Yes."
Seeing that the other party recognized him, Jing Zhou finally made up his mind and said: "Xi'er, remember, from today on, I don't have to care about breaking the law, and we can spend many days together, more than you and him. I won't die easily, and then..."
He paused, took a deep breath: "Then, I can clearly say that I like you."
The boy opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Jing Zhou in disbelief.
Jing Zhou met his gaze frankly: "I don't know what happened to you, his feelings for you may be complicated, but mine is very simple, I just fell in love with you."
That point of disbelief disappeared in a flash, and the young man returned to his usual calmness, even calmer than usual and more out of touch, unreasonable.
But only he himself knew that when he heard that boring confession just now, his heart beat violently.
Even if he jumped out of his will and uncontrollably, he also...
He was afraid.
Busily suppressed this inexplicable emotion, and finally said lightly, "Okay, I see."
The night wind blew into the house through the open window, the young man closed his eyes, and smelled the familiar smell of ancient forest grass and trees in the wind. He didn't know why, but the smell lingered for a long time even though both of them had bathed. On the contrary, it becomes more and more present.
Could it be that there is no smell at all, and that I missed Zhu Yan too much, so I had an illusion?
He remembered the dream just now, and he came from his heart. Apart from the way Zhu Yan and Jing Zhou treated him very similarly, from their casual character, their decisiveness in the face of crisis to their eating habits, and even The sleeping position of lying on the side and curling up into a ball is very similar, and there are many details of life... Could it be that I subconsciously overlap the two?
The boy shook his head violently in his heart, something is wrong with him now, so don't think about it.
He felt the peace and tranquility he had not seen for a long time in this grassy atmosphere that he didn't know whether it was real or an illusion.
Seeing him close his eyes, Jing Zhou turned around himself. The moon outside the window was just right. The moon in the southern region was a circle bigger than Xuanji Mountain. He stared blankly for a while.
"Brother Zhou, how did you fall in love with me?"
The voice came from behind, and Jing Zhou smiled: "Hai, let's cross the catastrophe."
That night after Jing Zhou confessed shamelessly, the next day the two of them tacitly agreed as if nothing had happened, what to do.
Jing Zhou planned to rest at the inn for about ten days before going on the road. After returning to Xuanji Mountain, he arranged a clean cave for Yu Ci to subdue the female Gu worms.
But a letter from Gu Chengwang broke his plan, and the beast suspected to be Zhu Yan reappeared and hurt people.
This time it was Baishui Town, which was very close to Xuanji Mountain. It was said that this suspected Zhu Yan swallowed the whole town’s livestock alive, and even took a few people away and imprisoned them in a nearby cave. No one dared to rescue them.
"Xi'er, I'm afraid we have to go on the road immediately."
The young man took the letter and read it carefully. He read the short few lines no less than ten times. He frowned and said, "This style of behavior is not like Zhu Yan's."
Jing Zhou shrugged: "Who knows what kind of monster it is, because it's normal for everyone to suspect that it was Zhu Yan during the Shangyuan Festival."
"Let's go back quickly, it's useless to guess."
The young man tugged at the letter, frowning more anxiously than Jing Zhou.
Considering that he was injured, Jing Zhou said: "Why don't you wait for me here, the long journey is not good for your injury, I'll go back and settle it before I come back to pick you up?"
"It's okay," the young man said decisively, "I also really want to see what's going on with this 'Zhu Yan'."
The sound insulation of this inn is very poor. In the dead of night, people can hear clearly even talking through the wall.
He pondered for a long time on the other side of the wall: "Oh."
juvenile:"……"
After a while, Jing Zhou calmed down and said: "What? Is it a nightmare to call my name in a dream?"
The boy's voice was still hoarse, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense, but it seemed very sincere: "I shouted because I was afraid."
Jing Zhou's heart softened, but he understood that the little bastard used to pretend to be pitiful, but he didn't believe it: "What's the dream?"
"I dreamed that brother Zhou was angry with me and left me in the prison city." The young man's voice became lower and trembling, so pitiful, even the lies he made up sounded very real and sad.
After all, A Yan was really gone in the world of his dream just now. Although he lost it and regained it, it was still a bit of a mirror image after all.
Not to mention the end of the dream... a bit ridiculous.
After a moment of silence, Jing Zhou said, "And then?"
"I woke up with a fright."
"What are you going to do if I really leave you behind?"
"You will not."
"I said if."
"Then what can I do, wait to die."
Jing Zhou smiled: "You, you won't wait to die."
The young man also laughed: "Brother Zhou married me back to Xuanji Mountain from Jiulin City that day, so I gave my life to Brother Zhou."
Jing Zhou remained silent, the young man continued: "However, if I die, I will turn into a ghost and I will not let Brother Zhou go."
"Oh, well, I remember."
"Are you not afraid at all?"
"What are you afraid of? A gorgeous ghost will come to bed, and you can't ask for it." Jing Zhou still had that unserious tone.
"Is that right? I'm afraid it's easier for you to invite a ghost than to give it away."
At that time, both of them were back to back, separated by a cold and hard wall.
Even though it was a summer night in the Southern Region, Jing Zhou was worried about the coolness in the night, so he used his spiritual power to heat up the wall.
After all, if the little bastard catches a cold, he is the one who is in trouble.
"Go to sleep, it's not dawn yet."
"can not fall asleep."
Jing Zhou knew what the little bastard meant, but didn't respond: "Then I'm going to sleep, you stay by yourself."
As he spoke, he really lay down again, covering his head with a quilt.
It was summer, and he was determined to sweat himself out.
There was no noise from the next door, the young man saw that no fish took the bait on the hook he dropped, and he would never coax the fish to taste the bait in a brazen manner, Jing Zhou knew it well.
Just when Jing Zhou was sweating, there was the sound of pushing the door from the next door. After a while, Jing Zhou saw a figure outside the door, and stood quietly in the corridor at night without knocking.
The quilt was so stuffy, Jing Zhou simply kicked the quilt off the bed, crossed his legs and stared at the ceiling.
After about half a cup of tea, he finally said, "Why don't you sleep?"
"I said, I can't sleep."
"come in."
After getting permission for the young man to open the door and enter, Jing Zhou turned to look at him: "I can't sleep, even if you come to me, I still can't sleep."
"It's hard to say," the young man walked over without hesitation, and pushed Jing Zhou in, "I told you, I'm only used to sleeping in brother Zhou's bed."
"Tsk, here we come again."
"Didn't you just say that if a ghost enters the bed, you can't ask for it?"
At that time, the two were lying opposite each other on the couch, with their eyes open, neither of them would be outdone.
Because it was a summer night, the boy was only wearing a thin layer of clothes. The soft fabric flowed over his skin like water, outlining his muscular body contours.
This body reshaped by Yi Rongdan, no matter the figure or the face, is much more beautiful than the original Yu Ci.
"Xi'er, how much can I believe what you say?" Jing Zhou said very calmly and flatly.
The young man was also calm: "How much can I believe Brother Zhou's words?"
"Probably..." Jing Zhou thought about it seriously, "Probably, a little more reliable than you."
The young man smiled: "Really? I thought that no matter who it is, as long as it follows the way of heaven and forms a Taoist couple with Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou will treat him so well."
In fact, what you said is correct, Jing Zhou came here to give Taoist companions a good impression.
Of course he knew that the original owner had to be Yu Ci, but he was not the original owner, he was in a relationship with a purpose, even if he really fell in love, he was the wrong party.
After all, in the beginning, his liking was fake.
"You're right," Jing Zhou replied truthfully, "Indeed, I just follow the way of heaven to become a Taoist partner with you, and I also follow the way of heaven to be responsible to you."
After a pause, he said again: "But, I dug a hole for myself, and it all became real."
The boy looked at him and smiled: "I see."
"Is it that obvious?"
"correct."
"..."
"It's real, what are you going to do?"
"You ask me who am I asking?" Jing Zhou also smiled bitterly, then raised his head: "I am really miserable."
The boy didn't answer, Jing Zhou asked again: "I answered, it's your turn."
The four eyes met, and the boy moved in again: "It's all fake, and it's all true."
Jing Zhou: "...Here we go again." The other party's words were ambiguous, no matter how you understand them.
The young man smiled, and did not intend to continue explaining, but instead said: "Brother Zhou, is there anything else you want to ask?"
Jing Zhou was also polite: "That old senior, would you like to talk about it?"
"What does Brother Zhou want to hear?"
"you like him?"
"like."
Jing Zhou was surprisingly calm: "Have you ever slept?"
"No."
"He doesn't like you?"
"I'm not sure."
"Oh."
"I don't know what kind of feelings he has for me, he never tells."
"Why?"
The boy shrugged: "I don't know, maybe in his eyes, I'm a kid who can't do anything well."
"But he was nice to you?"
"Yes, very good."
After a moment of silence, Jing Zhou said, "What about me?"
"Ok?"
"Better than me to you?"
The young man didn't expect Jing Zhou to make such a comparison, he was startled, and then he smiled a little unsure of how to react: "Why such a comparison?"
Jing Zhou pouted: "I just want to know."
The young man tilted his head and thought about it, and said seriously, "You guys are a bit alike, but not quite the same."
Jing Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "How should I say it?"
Boy: "The only people in the world who have treated me better are you and him. You have very similar attitudes towards me."
Jing Zhou: "This is a bit similar, so what's different?"
Boy: "We've been together for a long time, he doesn't need responsibility for me, and he doesn't care about the way of heaven, but you care about these."
Jing Zhou was silent for a moment: "I see."
After a pause, he asked again, "Where did that senior go?"
"died."
The boy's expression changed obviously, and Jing Zhou caught this subtle change.
It was silent again, so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.
Jing Zhou spoke again: "So, your Bai Yueguang is as good as I am to you. You have been together for many years, but he has never shown his feelings to you. He is no longer alive, is he?"
The boy frowned slightly: "Yes."
Seeing that the other party recognized him, Jing Zhou finally made up his mind and said: "Xi'er, remember, from today on, I don't have to care about breaking the law, and we can spend many days together, more than you and him. I won't die easily, and then..."
He paused, took a deep breath: "Then, I can clearly say that I like you."
The boy opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Jing Zhou in disbelief.
Jing Zhou met his gaze frankly: "I don't know what happened to you, his feelings for you may be complicated, but mine is very simple, I just fell in love with you."
That point of disbelief disappeared in a flash, and the young man returned to his usual calmness, even calmer than usual and more out of touch, unreasonable.
But only he himself knew that when he heard that boring confession just now, his heart beat violently.
Even if he jumped out of his will and uncontrollably, he also...
He was afraid.
Busily suppressed this inexplicable emotion, and finally said lightly, "Okay, I see."
The night wind blew into the house through the open window, the young man closed his eyes, and smelled the familiar smell of ancient forest grass and trees in the wind. He didn't know why, but the smell lingered for a long time even though both of them had bathed. On the contrary, it becomes more and more present.
Could it be that there is no smell at all, and that I missed Zhu Yan too much, so I had an illusion?
He remembered the dream just now, and he came from his heart. Apart from the way Zhu Yan and Jing Zhou treated him very similarly, from their casual character, their decisiveness in the face of crisis to their eating habits, and even The sleeping position of lying on the side and curling up into a ball is very similar, and there are many details of life... Could it be that I subconsciously overlap the two?
The boy shook his head violently in his heart, something is wrong with him now, so don't think about it.
He felt the peace and tranquility he had not seen for a long time in this grassy atmosphere that he didn't know whether it was real or an illusion.
Seeing him close his eyes, Jing Zhou turned around himself. The moon outside the window was just right. The moon in the southern region was a circle bigger than Xuanji Mountain. He stared blankly for a while.
"Brother Zhou, how did you fall in love with me?"
The voice came from behind, and Jing Zhou smiled: "Hai, let's cross the catastrophe."
That night after Jing Zhou confessed shamelessly, the next day the two of them tacitly agreed as if nothing had happened, what to do.
Jing Zhou planned to rest at the inn for about ten days before going on the road. After returning to Xuanji Mountain, he arranged a clean cave for Yu Ci to subdue the female Gu worms.
But a letter from Gu Chengwang broke his plan, and the beast suspected to be Zhu Yan reappeared and hurt people.
This time it was Baishui Town, which was very close to Xuanji Mountain. It was said that this suspected Zhu Yan swallowed the whole town’s livestock alive, and even took a few people away and imprisoned them in a nearby cave. No one dared to rescue them.
"Xi'er, I'm afraid we have to go on the road immediately."
The young man took the letter and read it carefully. He read the short few lines no less than ten times. He frowned and said, "This style of behavior is not like Zhu Yan's."
Jing Zhou shrugged: "Who knows what kind of monster it is, because it's normal for everyone to suspect that it was Zhu Yan during the Shangyuan Festival."
"Let's go back quickly, it's useless to guess."
The young man tugged at the letter, frowning more anxiously than Jing Zhou.
Considering that he was injured, Jing Zhou said: "Why don't you wait for me here, the long journey is not good for your injury, I'll go back and settle it before I come back to pick you up?"
"It's okay," the young man said decisively, "I also really want to see what's going on with this 'Zhu Yan'."
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