This seat is a villain

Fu Changchun came to Xue Yao's bamboo building early this morning. Before leaving, Xue Yao specifically told her to take out the wine he hid in the cellar from time to time to bask in the sun.

The environment in the ghost land is different from the outside, if you don't take care of it, it will be difficult to brew this wine.

The Bai Lian in Fu Changchun's hand flew flying, and it didn't take much effort to lift the last wine jar out of the bamboo building.She walked around the small building, and then dried the pile of books on Xue Yao's shelf.

After finishing these trivial matters, Fu Changchun jumped onto the big locust tree outside the door.It took Xue Yao a lot of thought to be able to feed this tree in the ghost world, and he did not less water the elixir.

Looking at the calm Hanshui Lake, Fu Changchun thought that it was time for Xue Yao to come back.

He never left here for too long over the years.

Really thinking whoever would come, Fu Changchun just remembered Xue Yao when he saw Xue Yao's figure appearing on the path in the forest.Xue Yao walked towards the bamboo building with ease, and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Xue Yao, Fu Changchun's mood immediately jumped up.She jumped down from the branch in a hurry, and landed next to Xue Yao.

"Fourth brother! You're finally back!" Fu Changchun quickly walked towards Xue Yao, and laughed "puchi" the moment she saw Xue Yao clearly.Fu Changchun hastily held back his smile, and asked with a strange expression: "What's the matter with your robe? It's fashionable outside now?"

Xue Yao was about to open the door and walk into the bamboo building, when he heard the words, he looked down at the precarious hem in front of him, and said with a smile: "The little girl from Xiao Pei's family is a big kid, she heard that I have a family, so she insisted on cutting my gown Judgment."

"Hehe." Fu Changchun's complexion collapsed, and he laughed twice.The joy that Xue Yao brought back to her faded a bit.

Xue Yao put the box he brought back with him on the table, and said to Fu Changchun, "This is a popular thing among the little girls in the capital these days. You can pick if you like it. I'll go to the lake to have a look first."

Fu Changchun closed the half-open box with a bang, and said with a waned voice, "I went to see it early in the morning, and there is nothing on the lake."

Xue Yao smiled at Fu Changchun and said, "I'll come back after looking at it."

With that said, he opened the door and walked towards the lake.

Fu Changchun remembered that day eight years ago, when Xue Yao took that man back to the Holy Land of Ghosts to find her.Before that, Xue Yao came back alone several times and asked her some inexplicable questions.At that time, Fu Changchun was immersed in the joy of Xue Yao's return, but he didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, after Xue Yao returned to the ghostland, he would whimsically ask Fu Changchun to help nail him into the coffin with the half-dead man.

Fu Changchun had long seen that the little boy surnamed Lin was not pleasing to the eye, so he immediately refused.It's not impossible to let her rescue the man, but no matter what, the fourth brother can't be allowed to go in together.

Fu Changchun and Xue Yao have known each other for many years, and know that this man is very stubborn, but she has never seen such a stubborn side of him.Fu Changchun was presenting the facts and reasoning, and at the same time he was swearing at God, so he persuaded him earnestly for several days.In the end, only the man and Guan Shanyu entered the coffin and sank to the bottom of the lake.

Xue Yao thus lived in the ghost realm for a long time.

Xue Yao used to live in a bamboo house in the forest, and ran to Hanshui Lake every day when he opened his eyes.In the second year, he simply built a small bamboo house by the lake, with the windows facing the spooky lake.

Xue Yao said "Look", but he really just strolled around the shore a few times.Fu Changchun pushed the door to catch up to Xue Yao, followed him and said sourly, "He may have died long ago."

"No." Xue Yao stared at the lake intently.

Fu Changchun strained his ears, wanting to hear what Xue Yao would say next, but as usual, every time he said something, there was nothing to say. Fu Changchun still didn't know why Xue Yao was so determined.

So today Fu Changchun asked this doubt: "How do you know he can't?"

Xue Yao finally moved his eyes away from the lake, and joked casually: "If the person Fu Changchun personally saved dies, where will you put the face of your soul watcher in the future?"

"Hmph, who cares about this." Fu Changchun kicked a stone into the lake with a flying kick, and said angrily, "It would be better if he died."

Xue Yao reached out and knocked on Fu Changchun's head, and said, "The God Killing Sword is still on his forehead, do you still want it?"

Fu Changchun kicked another stone into the water, and angrily stopped talking.When he first met Xue Yao, he was a deadhead, but he didn't expect to be more stubborn this time when he came back.

But what can she do, Fu Changchun thought in distress.Don't look at Xue Yao's current performance, but she has seen him falling apart.

It was the third year since Lin Jinhuan sank to the bottom of the lake. One night, Xue Yao suddenly seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and rushed into the lake to retrieve the coffin without hesitation.

The noise made by Xue Yao startled Fu Changchun, and when she hurried to the lake, she saw Xue Yao walking into the water.

If an outsider opens the coffin without authorization, his success will fall short, and even the person who opens the coffin will be in danger.

Fu Changchun was not allowed to take half a step into the cold water lake, so he could only stamp his feet anxiously on the shore.She shouted at Xue Yao at the top of her voice: "Fourth Brother! What are you doing, come back!"

Xue Yao looked back at her, and Fu Changchun would never forget that look.In those eyes was the despair she had never seen before, and every corner was filled with despair.

"I can't let Lin Jinhuan stay at the bottom of the water alone..." Xue Yao had calmed down now, he turned his head and continued walking into the water: "I'm going to find him back."

In the end Fu Changchun had to use Bai Lian to tie Xue Yao to the shore.Xue Yao stared at the dark water with his eyes wide open. He didn't make any sound, but his eyes and face were full of tears.

That was the first and only time Fu Changchun saw Xue Yao lose control in so many years.

Xue Yao just came back from the capital all the way today, and Fu Changchun told him to rest well before leaving.Xue Yao swearingly agreed, and at midnight, he rolled over and got out of bed as usual, put on a piece of clothing and came to the lake.

The moonlight is dim tonight, and there are layers of dark clouds in the sky, and it looks like the heavy rain will not fall.Xue Yao brought a jug of wine he brewed himself, and he didn't know what kind of knack Lin Jinhuan had in making wine.No matter how Xue Yao tried these years, he couldn't produce the taste that Lin Jinhuan had.

"Anyway, he used to be the leader of the Devil's Cult who was shouted and beaten by everyone." Xue Yao sat down by the lake, raised his head and took a sip of the bad-flavored wine: "A broken coffin can keep you trapped for so long."

"I will only stay here for a while tonight." Xue Yao looked up at the sky and continued, "I won't be here to accompany you when it rains later."

During the conversation, the dark clouds in the sky changed several times, and the moon poked its head out of the clouds again. Under the dim moonlight, Xue Yao saw what seemed to be a figure in the middle of the lake.

Xue Yao stood up abruptly, the jug rolled along his body and fell to the ground, and finally fell into the lake with a "gudong".He looked at the black shadow under the moon and thought blankly: "Is this wine so easy to drink?"

Before Xue Yao could think of a reason, his body had already stepped into the lake.As he walked towards the center of the lake, he thought humbly in his heart: "Could it be true this time?"

Xue Yao's footsteps became faster and faster, but his heart hesitated.He wanted to get the answer quickly, and hoped that the dream could last longer.He walked forward numbly, his vision began to blur, and he felt that he was being torn into pieces.

At this time, a cold hand grabbed his back, Xue Yao was dragged into an embrace in a daze, and the warm breath fell on his ears.

What is attached to his chest is the heartbeat of a living person.

Xue Yao raised his hand and climbed up the man's back, thinking endlessly: The ghosts in this lake like to deceive people the most.

"Lin Jinhuan." Xue Yao tentatively called out.

"Ayao..."

The man's voice was hoarse.

Thousands of thoughts surged up, before Xue Yao had time to figure out why, he felt the arm tightening around him suddenly.Immediately afterwards, the person in his arms tilted his head, and fainted out of disappointment.

Xue Yao didn't want to think too much at the moment, he quickly helped him up, and hurriedly brought him back to the small bamboo building.

Xue Yao didn't disturb Fu Changchun, and helped Lin Jinhuan diagnose and change his clothes.Fortunately, he was just out of strength and was fine.

After finishing all this, Xue Yao covered him with the quilt, and sat by the window from a distance and stared at him all night.

Unknowingly, the first ray of morning light came in from the window. Last night's rain didn't fall.Xue Yao came to Lin Jinhuan's bed as if he had just woken up from a dream, and reached out to touch the face of the person on the bed.

After a night of calmness, Xue Yao has calmed down a lot.Even if this time it was still a trick of the monsters in the lake like before, he still felt that he would not be too rude.

The tentacles were familiar with warmth, and Xue Yao's thumb gently stroked Lin Jinhuan's cheek, thinking: Fortunately, it's still there.

"Did you find something?" A familiar voice sounded, Lin Jinhuan on the bed had woken up at some point, he looked at Xue Yao who was wandering in the sky, and couldn't help laughing: "Come on, check carefully to see if it's true. "

Xue Yao had been clever for two lifetimes, and now he might have lost his head under Lin Jinhuan's bewitching, so he obediently stretched out his hand to touch Lin Jinhuan's cheek again.

It's just that the next moment his hand fell into a slightly cool palm. This hand lost a lot of weight, and it hurt him a little bit to grasp it.

"You..." Xue Yao found his voice choked up as soon as he opened his mouth. He paused for a while before continuing: "Why did it come so slowly?"

The strength in Lin Jinhuan's hand remained unabated, he grabbed Xue Yao's hand and pulled him in front of him.He sat up a little bit upright, and opened his arms to embrace Xue Yao.

He rested his chin on Xue Yao's shoulder, closed his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting."

Xue Yao pretended to be calm all night, and it was only then that he really felt it.He hugged Lin Jinhuan tightly, the heart that had been wandering in his chest for many years finally found its home.

After a while, he said, "It's good to be back."

At this time, Lin Jinhuan suddenly said: "I still remember the last time you went down the mountain, I said I have something to tell you when you come back, do you still want to hear it?"

Xue Yao lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Jinhuan's scars exposed outside his clothes. He didn't know why Lin Jinhuan suddenly talked about these old things, but he nodded in appreciation.

Lin Jinhuan moved closer to Xue Yao's ear and said something softly.

Xue Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, and a glimmer of light flickered in his dark pupils.This gleam finally fell on the corner of his mouth, turning into an indescribable smile.

What Lin Jinhuan said did not have the romance mentioned in the storybook of talented scholars and beautiful ladies, nor the poetic and poetic sentiment in the lyrics and songs, and even a little shameless like playing a rascal.But these words are not Lin Jinhuan's sudden blessing to his heart today, but the only belief that has supported him in that coffin all these years.

He looked deeply into Xue Yao's eyes, and said, "It's too late to say this now, and I hope our Mr. Xue will not be disgusted."

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