Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

"Auntie!"

Wei Xun woke up from the nightmare, still calling for his mother in despair.

He dreamed of the scene of Bian Xingcan's death.

The woman weakly left the last sentence before swallowing her breath, and it was that sentence that has bound his life so far——

Never covet anything that is not yours.

He has not needed to sleep for several years, let alone dream; cultivation requires meditation, and there are very few things that can influence his mind and emotions.

But what happened the night before was too much, it was Jiang Fengzhi's conspiracy, it was the accusation of pity, and it was Xiao Yi's staying away.

For some reason, it reminded him of his mother, and he fell asleep like this, dreaming about the past that he didn't want to mention even in his memories.

He turned over from the bed and sat up, it was still dark outside the window.

The dream was long, but obviously he didn't sleep long.

With his elbows on his knees, he bent down and buried his face heavily in his hands.

He was a little dejected and wished he could sleep longer, and even felt that he would rather be stuck in that unbearable nightmare than wake up and face the predicament in front of him.

What exactly happened here?

he asked himself in his heart.

Was it really the trap set by Jiang Fengzhu that trapped him?

Regardless of whether Jiang Feng was allowed to succeed, or was pitifully intervened, even if this incident really caused a storm in the city, so what.

Fame and fame were never something he cared about.

Even when things get sticky, boring and difficult for him to handle, it shouldn't be such a deep fear.

"What are you truly afraid of?"

He asked himself again, muttering in a low voice.

The voice stopped here, and he didn't give himself an answer.

Because he realized that what really frightened him was not the current predicament, but the clear back that finally never looked back.

Xu Qingyan always said that he sympathized with Xiao Yi because he had a similar childhood situation as Xiao Yi, but it was not always the case.

The only similarity between him and Xiao Yi may be that they were not so lucky in childhood.

But there are too many unfortunate people in this world, who can be similar to whom.

His mother was born in a brothel, and the place Xiao Yi stayed in was actually even more humble; what's more, Wei Tingan had redeemed Bian Xingcan's body a few years before he was born, and he has been raised in a small courtyard, and he has never really set foot on those Goulan tiles Home, the land of fireworks.

In fact, he is not like Xiao Yi at all.

His willingness to save Xiao Yi was the same as his willingness to help Wu Yin, out of sympathy.

But he knew in his heart that that was not the reason why he insisted on taking Xiao Yi back to the mountain, even disobeying his master.

What really touched him was the child sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Never has a person needed himself so sincerely, directly, without reservation.

He had tried to be kind to everyone, whether out of sincerity or accustomed to obedience, but no one had ever given him such a sincere response.

He just slightly opened his arms to Xiao Yi, and that person closed his eyes, daring to give himself completely.

Every time he gets along with Xiao Yi in the future, he can feel that Xiao Yi's dependence is slowly filling the corner of his heart that was missing since birth.

It was a cursed void of love and need.

There are always too many people leaving from his life, but no one has ever tried to really come in.

Bian Xingcan abandoned him; Wei Tingan couldn't see him; brothers and aunts hated him; brothers and sisters all envied him; fear him.

He used to be just an innocent child, longing for the company of his mother, the attention of his father, the warmth of his elders, and the friendship of his peers.

He used to long so much, to have a home that could accommodate him, and a person who couldn't live without him.

But the inferiority complex that Bian Xingcan had baked into his life was still too deep.

He has been working hard to eliminate his desires at a young age, and he dare not ask for things that are ordinary but warm to everyone; Facing abandonment again.

While suppressing his emotions and desires, he practiced harder than anyone else.

In the end, I still can't let go of the last obsession in my heart, hoping that one day I will be able to retain some important people or things.

Bian Xingcan and the tenderness left to him by his flesh and blood flowed from his body, on his face he wore the exquisite mask of thousands of faces that Bian Xingcan made for him to survive, and Xu Qingyan's teachings of "restraint and etiquette, forbearance and self-restraint" were all in every gesture.

May I ask, who in the world would confide his sincerity to such a watertight fake human skin?

Bian Xingcan taught him how to please the whole world, but he never taught him how to please himself.

But Xiao Yi is different!

Only Xiao Yi was different.

Standing in that person's cold eyes forever is his shadow of Wei Xun, through which he can see a lonely soul walking towards him calmly and shyly.

The loneliness in that soul is like another Wei Xun in this world.

The doors and windows were closed, and the candles were extinguished.

The night poured ink all over the room.

Wei Xun raised his head suddenly, his eyes sparkled with starlight.

"Auntie..." He yelled into the darkness of the room, a title that he had never uttered when he was sober for more than ten years, his voice was very soft, "This time, I coveted it, please don't stop me Me?"

Even if I covet it, I don't want to let it go!

Who doesn't hate being weak and powerless, who doesn't hate doing nothing; I am no longer the weak and cowardly child I was back then.

The uneasy knots in his chest were clarified one by one, and there was nothing in front of him that could hold him back from rushing towards that person.

He pushed open the door, kicked his feet lightly, and rushed towards the disciple's room.

It was still the same black outfit, and as soon as he went out, he disappeared into the splashing night.

When he ran there, he saw Xiao Yi curled up in the porch from a distance, he couldn't help shaking his head and said to himself: "Sure enough, no one is willing to let you in to sleep..."

Xiao sat on the ground with his back leaning against the pillar of the porch, with his arms hugging his curled legs, his palms hanging limply on his insteps, and a few fingers just drooping on the ground; his chin resting on his knees, his head hung low .

Until Wei Xun walked up to him, he couldn't tell whether the man was awake or asleep.

He stood in front of Xiao Yi, the shadow cast by the oil lamp in the corridor completely covered Xiao Yi.

He ran in a hurry, he didn't think about how to face Xiao Yi at all, and he just stood there in a daze at this moment.

Just now I wanted to take him away as before, but when I remembered Xiao Yi's back that didn't look back earlier, I was a little angry, so I thought about waking him up and teaching this heartless person a good lesson first. .

The people curled up on the ground already knew he was coming.

Xiao Yi has been half asleep and half awake.I haven't eaten for a long time, and I always feel cold, the ground is hard, and I can't sleep comfortably.

Wei Xun was in a hurry and forgot to turn off the ringtone, Xiao Yi felt that the air was full of Wei Xun's breath.

He really likes this breath, it's gentle and warm.

It is the smell of sunshine, with a faint aroma of saponins, like a clean quilt that has been basking in the sun for a day on a winter night.

He could hear Wei Xun's ringtone approaching. Although he was cautious, the aura was getting stronger and stronger.

Until a shadow slowly covered the light above his head.

He stared at the figure in front of him, thinking that letting himself continue to pretend to be asleep and not look up was the same as not turning back on the way back to the disciple's room last night——

It's all too difficult.

It took almost all of his strength.

He looked at Wei Xun's shadow, thinking how could someone have such a good-looking shadow...

On the one hand, I hated myself for being too disappointing.

He worked so hard, but he still unconsciously stroked the figure with a few fingers hanging on the ground, like a child hugging his favorite toy in his sleep.

I can't help myself.

When Wei Xun saw Xiao Yi's fingertips moving slightly, his heart was beating like a war drum.

Be calm, he told himself.

This is not a place to talk, no matter what, take Xiao Yi out of here first.

He stretched out his hand and thought for a while, but he still didn't directly hug him up like before, but just pulled Xiao Yi's arm, thinking about bringing him up.

But Xiao Yi didn't move, as if he had fallen asleep.

Wei Xun could feel Xiao Yi's icy body temperature through the thin summer clothes, this is a person who can't cover the heat even in midsummer.

"You... It's too cold, the ground is wet, go back with me first."

Why is his voice still so gentle!

Xiao Yi thought in despair.

He slightly raised his head, not daring to look at Wei Xun, his eyes followed the direction behind the other's knee and looked into the distance, "Where does Uncle Seven want to take me? Do we have somewhere else to go? "

"I'll take you back."

Wei Xun spoke calmly, no different from every time he said this in the past.

"Go back? Where are you going?" Xiao Yi stood up slowly, his legs curled up for too long, a little numb, which made his movements look slow and strenuous, "My room is here, and your small courtyard is opposite. "

"Can not go back."

Wei Xun took his arm and stretched out his other hand to help him up, but that hand froze in mid-air.

Because Xiao Yi slowly withdrew his arm from his palm.

Xiao Yi tried not to look at those eyes that could absorb all the light at night, and slowly turned sideways, "Uncle Qi, do you know why people are afraid of the dark?"

Wei Xun didn't answer, he didn't know what Xiao Yi wanted to say, but he knew that at least the current Xiao Yi would not leave with him.

Lifting his finger, he made a sound-proof barrier for the two of them, waiting for Xiao Yi to continue.

Xiao Yi looked up at the enchantment glowing with faint blue light, closed his eyes and said——

"Because they have seen the light."

Stop trying to light me up and just leave me where I am.

You can't warm my body, and you can't light up my world.

Wei Xun didn't answer, what responded to Xiao Yi was a pair of powerful arms——

Xiao Yi was hugged horizontally again.

He exclaimed almost in despair——

Why is it still so stable!So familiar!

Xiao Yi felt that after working hard for so long, he would melt into this familiar temperature the next moment.