The leader turned into a butterfly and flew away

The puppet Wei Shuhan named him Xuandu because one day he saw the green peach next to the wooden house, the red waves were carried down by the wind, which was similar to the red dress of the puppet.

When Wei Zhi left, Wei Shuhan didn't shed any tears, but felt more confused than ever before.He can dispatch all the puppets in this house, let them farm, fish, and hunt, and he can't starve to death without his grandfather.

But in the end he was the only one left.

Xuandu was now shoulder-to-shoulder with him, but he still stumbled unavoidably, and his brain turned slowly.But Wei Shuhan had a lot of patience, he still took Xuandu around the village and went to the town to play as before.

Since Xuandu was made by his grandfather, his physical appearance is naturally no different from that of ordinary people.Even the features on the face are carefully drawn, so perfect that it can attract the attention of men and women on the street from time to time.

Sometimes Wei Shuhan would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night, squatting in the woods behind, looking at Wei Zhi's tombstone, and talking with this cold stone.

Xuandu hid aside, Wei Shuhan spoke too fast, often he could only understand a few sentences before Wei Shuhan stopped.

I can't comfort him, Xuandu looked at Wei Shuhan's back and thought in a daze.

But he also wanted to go over and rub Wei Shuhan's body, telling him that he was still there.If...if he also had a warm body, a soft heart, and hot blood, there wouldn't be such a long distance between him and Wei Shuhan, right?

By chance, Xuandu found a rabbit one day, and he wanted to catch it to make Wei Shuhan happy.But on the way back, Xuan Du stared at the white rabbit's slender neck.

A thought naturally popped into my mind—what would the blood in this furry body smell like?

Once this idea is there, the desire cannot be stopped.First it was the rabbit, and then it attacked the people in the village intensified.

Xuandu, who was full of blood, changed day after day. First, his movements became more sensitive, and then his speech and thinking were no different from normal people.Even his face was bloody, like a real human being.

Wei Shuhan didn't know, and thought that he had lived with him for a long time, had understood human nature, and maybe even became a genius.He is quite happy, after all Xuandu is his only friend now.

At a certain lantern festival, Wei Shuhan took Xuandu to the town to watch the lanterns.

The whole town was brightly lit, and the unremarkable town was ignited into a bustling scene of gold bricks and jade.

Wei Shuhan pulled the mask of an unknown monster on his face, and then handed a revolving lantern that he just bought to Xuandu: "I see you have been looking at it for a long time, hey, see you off."

This is a delicate little lantern, the wick inside is burning, and the pattern on it seems to be moving.The pattern shows a child holding a small boat, secretly picking white lotus flowers in the pond to play in the scorching sun.

Children like some interesting fighting patterns, such small lanterns are too childish for adults, and they are not welcomed by children. I think the owner made them at will for fun.

Xuandu's eyes stopped on the line of words that turned around - "If you don't understand the traces of Tibet, the duckweed will open together."

Wei Shuhan taught himself to read this poem before, when he raised his head, his eyes happened to meet Wei Shuhan, Wei Shuhan mocked him in the bright lights and smiled brightly: "Do you like it?"

Xuandu felt a "thump" somewhere in his body, and this slight beating made him stunned.

Am I... heartless?

The exquisite revolving horse lanterns landed in panic, and fireworks were lit not far away.Xuandu was moved by emotion for a moment, and tightly clasped Wei Shuhan's shoulder.

He looked at Wei Shuhan's neck and endured it again and again.Finally, he restrained the desire to let his blood merge into his body.

Finally, kiss his neck lightly.

"If you don't know the trace, the duckweed will bloom together."

Xuandu felt that he was now like the immature child in Bai Juyi's poem, who finally didn't know how to hide his raging emotions, made a small hole, and tilted out a little desire.

Wei Shuhan was startled for a while, and Xuandu's soft lips made him tremble unavoidably, but when he came back to his senses, he pushed Xuandu away.

The two looked at each other, and the air froze at lightning speed.

"You..." Wei Shuhan didn't know how to ask, did he do it on purpose?Could it be that he touched his neck unconsciously, and then stuck out his tongue unconsciously?

Even Xuandu's wooden head was aware of the embarrassing atmosphere, he picked up the lantern in a panic and said: "It's too late, let's go back quickly."

After that, Wei Shuhan found that Xuandu was far away from him. He used to sleep on the same bed, but now he insisted on going to another small room to squeeze with the puppets.

After Wei Shuhan's childhood incident, he had no contact with any peers, let alone the sprouting of puberty. He has only seen such wild words as "love" and "like" in story books.

Never touched, let alone understood.

He carefully compared Xuandu's actions with those in the storybook, and found that there were indeed similarities.Only then did he think: He may like me.

But he is a puppet, my grandfather said... a puppet will not have emotions, let alone emotions.

Wei Shuhan looked at the lark in the cage. Xuandu spent a lot of effort to catch it. Even the beautiful wooden cage was hewed all night long.

Just to give him a birthday present.

Xuandu is different from other dolls, Wei Shuhan thought.

It is said in the scriptures that the couple will be happy only if they are consensual.Wei Shuhan pondered for a while. First of all, they are both men.

But his grandfather is no longer there, and he is... a body that has been processed twice, so naturally there is no possibility of having children.So men and women don't really matter, he is trapped in the mountains and forests, and there is no pressure from secular public opinion.

However, Wei Shuhan wasn't sure if he liked Xuandu or not.This feeling is very subtle, he doesn't understand whether the dependence on Xuandu is a habit, or because of this special reason.

He found another cabin in the dark, and it was raining lightly outside, and Wei Shuhan could hear the pattering sound of water droplets.He opened the door, and the dolls inside smelled the master's breath, and they didn't show any aggressive behavior, and they all stood in place without making a sound.

"Xuandu." Wei Shuhan yelled, Xuandu appeared in front of him in an instant, and he was shocked: "I was scared to death."

It was pitch black, and Wei Shuhan couldn't see Xuandu's expression clearly.He only heard his voice without ups and downs: "What do you want from me? Master."

When Wei Shuhan heard this "Master", his mood became inexplicably bad. He used to call him Xiaohan just like his grandfather, but now he suddenly became different...

He said angrily, "Go back to sleep."

"No, master. I... just be with them." Xuandu clenched his fists tightly, almost squeezing out every word from between his teeth.

His behavior that night was not in accordance with etiquette.Besides, Wei Shuhan pushed him away, thinking about it, he couldn't accept him.

Wei Shuhan had already given him a step down, and Xuandu was still holding it, so he was obviously not very happy: "What the hell are you talking about, what did I do wrong? Just ignore it these days I."

As a result, he could only talk to that lark, and he was almost bored with mushrooms.

"It's not the master, it's me who is wrong." Xuandu said carefully, "I was the one who was rude to the master."

Wei Shuhan was very helpless towards this puppet whose brain couldn't turn around, but he didn't intend to haggle over every detail with him.He looked at Xuan Du's drooping eyelashes, and instantly figured it out.

Not just dependent, he thought.

"I don't hate it, if it's you."

After saying this, Wei Shuhan was a little nervous, and then went back nonchalantly. Before leaving, he said: "Come back if you want, the door will not be locked."

Xuandu found that although he was smarter than before, his brain was still not very good when facing Wei Shuhan.

He didn't know how long he stood at the door before he managed to figure out the meaning of Wei Shuhan's words.

He said, "I don't hate it, if it's you".Isn't this kind of oblique statement actually "I do" in disguise?

Xuandu's face was stiff, so he couldn't smile.But the joy in his heart could not be relieved, so he ran into the rain in the middle of the night and circled the mountain several times before stopping.

When he came back, his blood was not so boiling, but he still wanted to jump the ground out of a hole.

He doesn't hate my transgression.Xuandu tapped on the place of the heart, even though there was nothing there.

After that, the relationship between the two got better and better, and then they talked about a different love.For example, meet together to hunt rabbits, poke fish with your trousers on, and catch insects on vegetables you grow.

It was the most romantic date these two could think of.

Seeing this, Su Lanyu felt a little envious. He was used to being alone, but he didn't know that two people living together could be so happy.

Then he belatedly thought, he and Han Junping...is it okay?

This is the first time he has planned another person into his life.It is no longer just pursuing passion, and even wanting to live with someone until the old age, this is the first time in his life.

It's a pity that the end of the couple in front of him was not very good. After a while, the matter of killing people and drinking blood in Xuandu was blown up.

If Wei Shuhan hadn't seen him sucking blood with his own eyes, maybe 1 people told him about it, but he wouldn't believe it.

When I went shopping in the town before, I heard people say that people in Dongshui Village have been missing frequently recently, and there are even several cases of disappearances near Dongshui Village, and the murderer has not been caught until now.

"Xuandu..." Wei Shuhan looked at him in disbelief: "Were you also before?"

As soon as Xuandu let go, the man fell to the ground.Since he drank human blood, if he didn't drink blood for a month, not only his intelligence would decline, but his skin would also rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This time it was almost the end of the month, so he couldn't wait to catch people directly into the woods.

He wouldn't lie, so he nodded.

Wei Shuhan was obviously devastated: "How many people... have you killed?"

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A mosquito just slammed into my nostrils... going crazy with this thing.