Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of the Devil's Path - Star Tribulation

Xue Yang has been with Xiao Xingchen for several months. To Xiao Xingchen's surprise, Xue Yang not only didn't cause him trouble, but helped him a lot, especially when he was hunting at night. Young man, the sword master is superb.

However, judging from the way he used the sword, he did not know where he practiced the wild way. Fortunately, Xue Yang was still the same as before, very good at telling witty words, with a bit of presumptuous street style in his wit, which made Xiao Xingchen smile. The two of them Get along well and happily.

Xue Yang likes sweets very much, and he would share them with him every time.

But there was one thing that Xiao Xingchen found very strange.

It was just that sometimes when Xue Yang woke up in the middle of the night, he would call his name instead of Daoist in a panic, but during the day, Xue Yang would call him Daoist again with a smile.

……

No wind tonight, eerily quiet.

Xue Yang had another nightmare.

The dream kept repeating, Xiao Xingchen's snow-white bandage wrapped around his eyes was soaked with blood, blood dizziness seeped out from inside, his face was pale, and he said to Xue Yang in pain, "Please forgive me."

No matter how many times Xue Yang tried, he couldn't stop Xiao Xingchen from picking up the frost on the ground, and the number of times that clear silver light flashed across Xue Yang's dark eyes was beyond count.

Xiao Xingchen died in front of him like this.

That body is icy cold, with no temperature at all, and I will never talk to him with a smile again, and the two of them don't have to play finger-guessing games. Who will go out to buy groceries today?

Xiao Xingchen would never buy candy for him again.

Xue Yang's world collapsed like this, turning into a dark, unfathomable bottomless pit, with no ray of light in sight.

Xiao Xingchen was still asleep, when he heard Xue Yang calling his name loudly, he was so frightened that he woke up.

When he rushed to Xue Yang's side, he found Xue Yang huddled into a small ball, hugging his body and leaning against the corner, the clothes on his body were messed up by sleeping, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

Xiao Xingchen's expression changed in shock, he quickly walked over, and squatted in front of Xue Yang, his voice was gentle and careful: "What's wrong?"

Xue Yang didn't seem to hear his voice at all, his huddled body trembled, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing, thousands of times more terrifying than hitting a ghost, his eyes were full of fear, helplessness, despair.

Xiao Xingchen patted him lightly, and asked again in a low voice: "Xue Yang? What's wrong?"

Only then did Xue Yang look up at Xiao Xingchen.

That young man who usually had a hippie smile and was somewhat arrogant and rude, at this moment, was so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

Those beautiful dark eyes were foggy, as if they had been crying.

Looking at Xue Yang like this, Xiao Xingchen suddenly felt as if his whole body had been pricked by needles, and his heart felt like a big hole had been stabbed, which made him feel uncomfortable and distressed.

Xue Yang stared at Xiao Xingchen like this for a long time, and he asked tentatively in a voice that was almost inaudible: "Xiao Xingchen?"

Xiao Xingchen nodded, "It's me."

Xue Yang called again with some hesitation: "Xiao Xingchen?" His voice was a little hoarse, probably because of crying.

"I'm here."

"Xiao Xingchen? Is it...you?"

"it's me."

"Xiao Xingchen."

"Ah."

"Can I touch your face?"

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback by this sudden request, he looked slightly hesitant.But in the end, he nodded.

Xue Yang stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Xingchen's face, and there was warmth from his hand. He touched Xiao Xingchen's eyes again, with imperceptible tenderness in his movements.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know how long he had been touched like this, his face was itchy, and his heart was also itchy.

However, not annoying.

Suddenly, Xue Yang let out a long breath, as if finally relieved.

That's great, Xiao Xingchen is not dead.

Xiao Xingchen was about to ask him what happened, but in the next second, Xue Yang pulled him into his arms and hugged him so tightly that he couldn't breathe.

Xiao Xingchen struggled to push Xue Yang, but was hugged even tighter, and Xue Yang's hot inhalation could be heard next to his ears.

He took a deep breath and said, "That's great, Xiao Xingchen. You're still here."

"What, what?" Xiao Xingchen was a little puzzled, and then Xue Yang let go.

Xiao Xingchen looked at Xue Yang in a daze, but saw a pair of beautiful eyes shining with a strange light, shining like stars in the dark night.

Those eyes were full of tenderness and passion, as if looking at a lost and recovered treasure, both joyful and distressed.

"Xue, Xue Yang?" Xiao Xingchen was a little flustered by his stare.

"Huh?" Xue Yang's voice was a bit lascivious, but it was many times gentler than usual.

It made Xiao Xingchen miss a beat in his heart.

Xiao Xingchen felt that something was wrong, he stood up, pretending to be calm and said: "Xue, Xue Yang. Since you are fine, I will go back to sleep. You should go back to bed quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Yang grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him and said, "I want to sleep with you."

Xiao Xingchen was completely dumbfounded.

Xue Yang's flickering eyes seemed to have sucked in the stars and sea, making people unable to move their eyes away. He said, "Can't you?"

The tone is aggrieved, he is always the best at coquettishness, it is really irresistible.

If Xue Yang's request is rejected, it will make people feel that they have done a heinous thing, and they will feel ashamed and remorseful.

So, Xiao Xingchen compromised.

Xue Yang sleeps very restlessly, he insists on hugging Xiao Xingchen to close his eyes and sleep obediently.Xiao Xingchen himself was also very helpless, he didn't know why he tolerated Xue Yang's unreasonable demands again and again, as if he had been bewitched by an evil spirit, bewitched by Xue Yang.