[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

Xiao Xingchen didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and suddenly regretted that he had come to Changle Pavilion to find him. Maybe he felt that when they met at the arch bridge that night, his self-indulgence was too much, and he also felt that when Xue Yang turned around and left I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, and I was in a trance for several days.

He didn't know where this emotion came from. Until now, Xue Yang hugged him but thought he was hugging someone else. He acted coquettishly and cuddled all the wrong people. He didn't want to get close to him, didn't want to eat his sweets, but was more willing to be with him. Sharing small thoughts with others and being close to others really made him feel a lot of depression and unhappiness for no reason.

He pushed Xue Yang's head, but Xue Yang didn't move. He buried his face in his lower abdomen and murmured softly, "It feels like I'm hugging Xiao Xingchen when I hug anyone. It's really strange. You don't want to, little dwarf." not talking."

Xiao Xingchen took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Zun Lianfang is not here, what do you want him to say?"

There was a momentary pause for Xue Yang's cocked head, and then his dazed eyes suddenly opened wide, a little sour from the friction of the cloth, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.The room was about to be completely dark, except for the only bright color left by the window, Xue Yang's stiff body suddenly jumped up, pushed Xiao Xingchen like a corpse, and rolled onto the side of the bed.

Xiao Xingchen was pushed to the side of the bed, looked up and saw his panicked face, although he was surprised, he sat down again as if nothing had happened, flicked his crumpled clothes and asked, "What are you afraid of me doing?" ? Can I still eat you?"

"Who...who is afraid of you? What are you doing here?" Xue Yang sat in a corner wrapped in a quilt, wishing he could be farther away from Xiao Xingchen, and he already had Jin Guangyao and Xiao Xingchen's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart. Scolded over and over again.

Xiao Xingchen raised his eyes to stare into his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Aren't you afraid that I'll sit so far away? I'm disappointed to know that it's me who came? I'm so sorry, Xue Xiaokeqing, I plan to stay here forever, Venerable Lianfang should You won't drive me away, will you?"

Xue Yang frowned and sneered: "You can stay as you like, if you don't want to leave, I will leave. I don't want to be in the same room with you."

Xiao Xingchen took a breath, loosened his clenched fingers one by one, and said, "Going away is exactly what I want, Xue Xiaoke wants to keep his word."

Xue Yang suddenly cursed: "You are shameless!"

Xiao Xingchen was obviously annoyed by his repeated scolding. He got up and lay down on the bed, clutching Xue Yang's arm tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Why did you lose your face when you kissed me? What did you do when you hugged me?" Don't you feel disgusted anymore? Xue Yang! Come out to eat!"

"Don't eat! Get out!" Xue Yang hit Xiao Xingchen's wrist hard with all four limbs. Xiao Xingchen didn't let go of the pain. With the other hand, he lifted his quilt and dragged him away.

However, the more he pulled, the more Xue Yang struggled. Both of their wrists were covered with blood marks from being brutally grabbed by the other party, and they didn't remember to use their swords or spiritual power.Xue Yang's eyes were scarlet after being pulled by him, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. One hand was clinging to the head of the bed, as if there were some monsters and monsters in the ground.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, Xue Yang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth fiercely. His palm rose into the air in an instant, and the weighty palm was about to fall on Xiao Xingchen's head. Hold him in your arms, press his back and call softly: "A Yang."

Hands full of spiritual power lowered down, and Xue Yang lay in Xiao Xingchen's arms in a daze. In an instant, it was as if the galaxy was falling at the same time. Xingchen's voice was persistent and ethereal: "I'm here for you, can you not let me down."

Whether it was this time to call Xue Yang to eat, or this time he and Song Lan went to the Jinlin Terrace together, or this time the reincarnation of time that only Xiao Xingchen knew about, others don't know, neither does Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen But finally he was willing to be frank for once.

The afterglow of the setting sun was also gradually stingy, putting away the glimmer of light that fell on the window, and the room became dark, but the two of them were too close, and the blinking eyelashes and slightly parted lips could be seen in full view, Xue Yang stretched out his hand Covering his head, he said tiredly and blankly: "Xiao Xingchen?"

"I'm here."

"Have we not met?"

Xiao Xingchen was slightly dazed, as if such a simple question could bring back many unknown memories in an instant. After a while, he gently stroked Xue Yang's hair, and said softly, "Perhaps I have seen it in my previous life, so That’s why we feel familiar with each other.”

"Then why did your heart beat faster when I saw you?"

"Then... probably... sick?" Xiao Xingchen's voice dropped slightly, even he was not quite sure, he hesitated for a while, then raised his head again: "Do you really don't want to see me? So when you see me, you get angry, and your heart beats faster?"

Seeing Xue Yang innocently and aggrieved, his heart beat faster, he quickly turned his head and said in a panic: "No, and I don't particularly hate it, it's just..." He scratched his hair in the middle of the sentence and said bitterly: "Every time Every time I see you, I get a headache, and there are always people screaming in my mind, as if there is always something bad going on near you, so I am very annoyed."

"Then you want me to stay away from you?"

Xue Yang glanced at him, struggling and confused: "Why are you asking this? What is your purpose?"

"Xue Yang." Xiao Xingchen said seriously, "I just want to be friends with you, there is no other purpose."

"Friends? What do I need friends for?"

"Then why do you insist on coming to Jinlin Terrace? You like Lianfang Zun very much?"

Xue Yang pushed him and said irritably, "I came just because I wanted candy. There are so many reasons. You are so annoying."

Xiao Xingchen was pushed almost to the ground by him, but suddenly grabbed his wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Is it because you don't want to eat what I gave you? That's why you want to come?"

Xue Yang became even more irritable, and covered his head with the other hand and couldn't stop muttering: "Quickly let go, let go, I don't want to eat yours."

Xiao Xingchen let go of his hand abruptly, startled and terrified, watching him with a sad face, crushing the sugar in his sleeve pocket with his fingertips, it was the first time he met Xue Yang, he bought it on the way to make amends for him. Thinking of leaving it for so long, I still can't send it out.

He retreated to the table, brought the food to Xue Yang's mouth, as if coaxing a child who had lost his temper and was at a loss, and asked softly, "Then let me feed you?"

He tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves that were churning in his heart, and the bowls and chopsticks in his hands knocked together with trembling fingertips from time to time, making a crisp ding-dong sound, his face turned pale, and a heart ached in his chest.Xue Yang looked at him for a long while, then grabbed the bowl in his hand and said strangely, "Who wants you to feed me? You look so ugly, maybe you want to poison me?"

As if the last support was removed from his body with the bowl and chopsticks, Xiao Xingchen took a step back and sat on the chair weakly, thinking that when he pinched Xue Yang's wrist just now, he used his spirit to Try to get the results of his spiritual knowledge.The three souls are incomplete, the seven souls are incomplete, the rest are turbulent in the body, and the memory is also mixed and messed up, no wonder he is sometimes ruthless and sometimes dull, he is very familiar with his approach, but somehow just wants to resist.

The memory was definitely tampered with, but he didn't know whether it was sealed or deliberately forgotten. As soon as he probed in, he was ejected by a force of resistance. If he used his spiritual power rashly, Xue Yang might notice it, so he had to rest. The thought of taking a closer look.

How can you live long if your life and soul are incomplete?

His footsteps were heavy, and he was so out of his mind that he didn't even notice that he bumped into Jin Guangyao head-on, but Jin Guangyao stopped him and asked him if he was okay, and Xiao Xingchen made excuses to fool him.

Xiao Xingchen said that he would leave as soon as he said it, and Xue Yang had nothing to do with him. He just felt that the frequency of his appearance was a bit high recently, and he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.He was lying on the window with his arms under his head in a daze, Jin Guangyao didn't move when he entered, his whole body seemed to have been ripped out of all his bones, he was so limp that he couldn't even lift his energy to do anything.

Jin Guangyao took two books and beckoned him over. After calling twice, Xue Yang didn't even raise his head. Jin Guangyao had no choice but to open the book and hand it to him, saying, "Aren't you very interested in this kind of thing? Do you want to?" study?"

Xue Yang was finally willing to turn his head back, and gave him a look: "What is this?"

Jin Guangyao helped his forehead and said helplessly, "It's a book to help you improve your fundamentals and talismans and mantras."

Xue Yang stretched out his hand and jumped down from the window, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know how to read, you teach me?"

It was only then that Jin Guangyao remembered that he had been living in the market since he was a child, not to mention that he had no father or mother, even food and clothing were robbed, so how could he have the opportunity to read and write.For a moment, there were mixed feelings in my heart. I don’t know whether it’s because I feel sorry for him and suffered so much from wandering since he was a child, or because he is gratified that he survived all kinds of torture. Not only that, but he also lived recklessly and cultivated a skill that others envy to the extreme. He is really too smart Smarter.

He pulled the man to the desk, took a thick book from the shelf beside him, flipped through a few pages at random, and said, "A few days ago, I asked you to pick up the words, but I haven't been free, so let's pick them up together today, do you have any?" What's your favorite thing?"

Xue Yang replied without thinking, "No!"

"Then..." Jin Guangyao pondered for a moment and said, "There is an ancient saying that the beauty of a gentleman is the beauty of an adult, and the evil of an adult is better than his character. What do you think of beauty? I hope you can become a gentleman in the future, and become a successful person." There is also a saying that things will come true, and I hope that what you think in your heart will go smoothly in your life in the future."

Xue Yang covered his head and seemed to be listening, but he didn't care, he just frowned and sneered: "I'm a villain, why should I be a gentleman to be the beauty of others, and it doesn't matter if my future goes smoothly or not? I Just be happy every day is a day."

Jin Guangyao stretched out a finger, tapped his forehead and reprimanded lightly: "It's true, but I always hope that you will be good in the future. Since you have no ideas, you will be beautiful, Xue Keqing, Xue Chengmei, You are also a character of my Jinlintai Fengliu Wushuang."

Xue Yang kept silent with a cold face, and it took him a long time to get disgusted: "It's really ugly, I don't understand why you people want to name yourself in a polite way, don't call me that, I'm a person who will get revenge, you might as well call me Xue Yazi."

Jin Guangyao couldn't help but smile: "Every kindness must be repaid, and all grievances must be repaid. It's similar to your temperament, but it's not very pleasant. It's more appropriate to call it Chengmei."

Regardless of Xue Yang's reluctance, he rubbed the ink and said, "Can you write your own name?" Then he joked, "Why not write it beautifully today?"

Xue Yang snatched the pen from his hand, dipped it in the ink, and poked it on his face, only poking Jin Guangyao's face blackened, before he slapped his legs and laughed, "Whatever you write is beautiful, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, and the sky is full of bright stars." , Just write Xing Chen, you can’t cry, little dwarf, your face will turn darker when you cry.”

Jin Guangyao's hand that was wiping his face stopped, and then he remembered that ink cannot be wiped off, and it will only get darker and darker, so he couldn't help saying: "I am a dignified Lianfang Zun, but you are teasing me like this."

Xue Yang didn't care whether he was angry or not, he put the pen back into his hand, and let him hold his hand and said, "Quickly, teach me to write stars, or when you fall asleep, I will also go to Fangfei Hall , when the time comes, there will be ink not only on the face."

It was rare for Jin Guangyao to be at ease. He played with Xue Yang for a while with a cat-like face, and then held his hand and taught him to write stroke by stroke. Little did he know that the stardust had gone and returned, and the crimson petals in front of the half-opened window had fallen. All over the place, spring mud and remnant red protruded from the corners of the flower beds, which was particularly eye-catching on the path paved with white marble. The fingertips he held were numb, and the red thread wrapped around the little finger was deeply strangled into the flesh.