[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

The spring is late, the trees are luxuriant, the light changes from dark to bright and then from bright to dark, and the night is dazzled and then half-day sleepy at dusk. Xiao Xingchen finally wakes up from the chaotic dream.

Looking up, there is a messy and dazzling red, and the top of the shelf is crumbling at the end of the bed, which reminds him of the dyeing workshop he has seen before. Colorful cloths are fished out of the dyeing vats, hanging in the sun and shining brightly. The only difference is that the eyes are messy. The brackets are all red.

He is like a silkworm chrysalis wrapped in a cocoon, with warmth and inexplicable peace of mind. He looked around the room in a blink of an eye, only to see the messy bed but no one else, half of his body propped up with frowning eyebrows, feeling under the quilt. He suddenly became stiff and cold when he was not wearing an inch, and the warmth that wrapped his whole body was pulled away in an instant, and all turned into panic, and his nose was sore that he almost shed tears.

Xiao Xingchen was shaking all over, and wrapped himself in the quilt again and shrank into a ball. He knew he had been poisoned, but he didn't know how he got it, and he couldn't remember how to take it off, but his whole body was soft and covered in red marks and sticky All of them prove that he has done unforgivable things with others.

He closed his eyes and was sweating profusely. At this moment, his mind was filled with all kinds of Xue Yang, the cute ones, the wise ones, the cruel ones, the ones with flying eyebrows, and the ones with bright smiles. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't bear it, the more he felt the pain can't breathe.He can die, he can be disabled, but how can he do such despicable things with others!

Except for Xue Yang...he only thinks about Xue Yang...

But from then on, he was determined not to see Xue Yang again, and he could go as far as he wanted, without being chased away or hated by him again.

Xiao Xingchen was so sad that he took out his original clothes from the messy corner cabinet and put them on his body without even noticing that the belt was tied. Desperately, he got up from the side of the bed and stepped on the ground, stepping on a soft object.

"Ouch!" Xiao Xingchen shuddered violently, startled by the sudden cry of pain. He was already unable to step on it because the things under his feet were too soft, but something grabbed his feet and jumped. He fell face down.

Xue Yang covered his stomach with one hand and hugged Xiao Xingchen's lower back with the other, feeling dizzy and dizzy, with blunt pain in the back of his head, inhaling tearfully: "Xiao Xingchen, you don't even look at the walk, but you actually stepped on my stomach. "

Xiao Xingchen still kept lying down, with his face pressed against Xue Yang's neck, the unique fragrance of the boy and the strength from his waist made him gradually warm up, and his face gradually became a little flushed like a living person.

He lay on top of the person with red eyes and refused to get up, and asked a series of surprises and joys in a hoarse voice: "Why do you sleep here? When did you come... have you been here all the time?"

Xue Yang pushed him and reprimanded him softly: "I'm bothering you? It's not a coincidence that I came here. I should wait until you become a bride and groom before coming to congratulate me."

"Hmm...Xiao Xingchen, let go! Why are you hugging me so tightly!"

"Not loose!" Xue Yang went to grab his arm, but in exchange Xiao Xingchen hugged him even tighter. Even his usually gentle tone was a bit willful. His heart was beating so hard that he understood it immediately. To understand what Xue Yang meant, if he could say that, he must have been there all night, so he would definitely not be watching him with others.

No one else...very good!

He hugged Xue Yang's neck for a long time without moving, his heart was like a kite with strings in the sky. Did I poison you last night...that!"

Xue Yang looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his arms suddenly gathered strength, and he pushed Xiao Xingchen off his body, his face was pale and red and he stared at him and said, "What are you dreaming about in the Spring and Autumn Period? The time is clean, can I be that of you? In this life, in the next life, in the next life, don't even think about it!"

Xiao Xingchen was thrown to the ground by his push, and when he heard him vehemently denying it, he didn't know whether it was disappointment or happiness, or which one was more of the two, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.He stood up from the ground, clutching his arms, and when he turned around, he saw a person lying face down in a corner, with blood splattered all over his body, and his hair was messed up and crumpled with blood. He was the one he had met the day before. Yu Yan had passed.

His face became ugly, and he turned his head to ask, but he saw Xue Yang was looking at him with his arms folded, and the unspoken question turned into a soft sentence: "Why did you kill her?"

Xue Yang stared at him for a moment, coldly and without the slightest ups and downs: "If I don't kill her, should I keep her here in the bridal chamber with you, or let her watch you moaning softly on the bed?"

Xiao Xingchen's face turned pale and he didn't know how to reply for a long while before he murmured: "Did you kill because of me?"

Xue Yang stood up straight and sized Xiao Xingchen back and forth. He wanted to say yes, to say that you should not be defiled like this, but the words lingered on the tip of his tongue, but he was afraid that Xiao Xingchen would Blaming himself and complaining added to the burden, he suddenly changed his mind and said, "What does it have to do with you when I kill people? I'm leaving. Are you going to go find Song Lan or plan to hunt alone at night?"

Xiao Xingchen was stunned, "Aren't you with me?"

Xue Yang still remembered Xiao Xingchen's little friend who was shouting loudly in his heart, even when he was unconscious and naked, he refused to call him by name, which shows that what he said when he was sober was even more heartless.He was powerless to turn around, leaving only a black back, and said with no expression: "With you? Are you not allowed to allow this or that? You should go to Song Lan, you are like-minded, and you will not be with me. happy."

It wasn't until he stretched out his hand to push the door that Xiao Xingchen didn't seem to realize what he said, hurriedly took two steps forward and shouted: "Stop!"

Xiao Xingchen stretched out a hand to grab Xue Yang's back as if he hadn't heard of it. It's a pity that Xue Yang's spiritual power was nearly exhausted and he hadn't recovered yet. Grabbing his legs softly, he rushed forward, and the door of the room, which could barely be closed when he was fighting with Yu Yan, fell to the ground with a few bangs.

The strong smell of blood was unobstructed and quickly mixed with the sweet and greasy smell in the room, giving off a disgusting pungent smell, but this smell was not even considered as twigs and leaves. Outside the open door was a dark red courtyard. Bloodstains, some places are not completely dry, kneeling, lying on the stomach, lying corpses, hideous, horrifying, or staring in horror, or with wide lips, even on the steps not far from the feet Lying corpses with distorted faces are all creepy and frightening!

The blood on Xiao Xingchen's face faded in an instant, and he managed to stand still after shaking for a few times. He could no longer make a sound from his throat, and his hands were still on Xue Yang's back. Holding on to the door frame without a door in a awkward posture.Reluctantly looking back, seeing Xiao Xingchen trembling all over his body, his face pale, he knew that he had an outburst of compassion and kindness, and he would definitely fight him endlessly like he did in Changzhai before. There is no need to send him to Jinlin Tower or anything, I am afraid that he will be executed on the spot.

Xue Yang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and he didn't want to waste his time explaining to him, but in the end it ended up being useless, and he ended up feeling wronged and angry.In short, as long as Xiao Xingchen doesn't want to die, he can do whatever he wants. Leaning on his sword, he straightened up, took Xiao Xingchen's hand away and quickly disappeared into the courtyard along the corridor.

At this time, the sun was already slanting to the west, and the sky was dyed a large area of ​​red. Xue Yang hadn't read many books, but he knew the saying that the setting sun was like blood. He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, thinking about the dead people in Qingmeizhuang Was the blood reflected in Xiao Xingchen's eyes the same as the setting sun at this moment?

Xue Yang felt something was wrong, the blood must be much redder than the setting sun, and it was extremely frightening and shocking, was he too impulsive?To kill is to kill, at least wait for Xiao Xingchen to leave before killing...

He walked farther and farther with the sword on his shoulders, the ground under his feet became more and more wet, and the surrounding vegetation began to become cluttered, covering the winding path and making it difficult to walk. Not angry.Holding the sword, he pushed aside the overgrown vines and thorn bushes. After some luck, he found that his spiritual power had only recovered a little bit. He sighed secretly that he didn't have many enemies in this life, otherwise it would be very troublesome to meet one or two casually. .

This kind of thought flashed by, and after walking only three or five steps, a gust of wind came galloping through the grass behind him, and before he could turn around, Jiang Shuai stood up and blocked his head, the figure flashed by like a shooting star, flipping in the air He got up and landed on the ground, firmly blocking his way down the mountain.

Xue Yang put down the sword and stood it under his feet, spat out the grass he was holding in his mouth, and stared at the person blocking the way motionlessly, while the famous and unparalleled Shuanghua was resting on his chest right now. On his neck, the icy white sword blade was only an inch away from his throat, and neither forward nor backward could avoid the icy air that was cold to the bone.

It's absolutely different from the first time Xiao Xingchen asked him to confess his crime in Changzhai with a flat face. Those eyes like Pinghu Qiuyue showed unwillingness, stubbornness, regret and hatred, "Xue Yang!" He gritted his teeth with great difficulty: "Follow me!" Walk!"

Xue Yang was stunned and subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?" He looked at Xiao Xingchen with suspicion, but saw that Xiao Xingchen's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the cold blade was almost pressed against his face. , the voice was trembling: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be brave, I know you will follow, I know they have problems, and I have to use myself as a bait to try to find a way to balance both..."

He spoke very slowly, almost slurring every word, and each word weighed heavily on Xue Yang's heart. The expression on Xue Yang's face remained the same as before. Is it fun? Is it not enough for Meng Yao to lie to me? You also want to join in the fun?"

Xiao Xingchen put away his sword and his hands were still shaking: "I just feel...you will come, but I don't know how you will be poisoned, and I don't know that you will kill them all because of me. It's my fault and I will confess. ..."

"Shut up!" Xue Yang's pupils dilated suddenly, and he pushed Shuanghua away from his neck and shouted anxiously, "Don't be so sentimental! Who killed people for you! I, Xue Yang, need to find a reason to kill people!"

Xiao Xingchen took a step back from being held by the sword, and something fell out of his cuff. The two lowered their heads together. Xue Yang moved faster. Before Xiao Xingchen had time to bend down to pick it up, Xue Yang had already stepped on it and crushed it. Grinding again, only crushing the crescent white purse into the wet mud on the ground.

Xiao Xingchen's face turned pale. The thing Xue Yang stepped on was nothing else. It was a bag of candies that he specially entrusted Yu Yan to buy when he was under house arrest under the guise of keeping it secret. There were many flavors. He thought Xue Yang Yang will definitely like it, and when he comes to look for him, he will give him one every day. Now it seems that since the first time he met him, he has made it clear that not eating the candy he gives is definitely not just talking.

Xue Yang trampled the bag of sugar under his feet and crushed it into powder, and then he calmly said, "It's none of your business that I killed the person, you always meddle in other people's business, do you want to send me to Jinlintai or kill me now?" , You just do it, what crime did you take for me? How can you be a gentleman with a bright moon and a clear wind, how can you get a notorious reputation."

"Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen couldn't believe the pain in his heart: "Are you going to force me to do it?"

Xue Yang lowered his eyes and said: "Why don't you talk about forcing or not? You and I are two people, so there is no need to have any burdens..." Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes, and Jiang disaster suddenly lifted in his hand, and his powerless hands clenched the sword The handle came down viciously at Xiao Xingchen's head, Xiao Xingchen turned pale with shock and subconsciously blocked it with his sword, but Xue Yang's sword attack became even more fierce without retreating or dodging.

The wind gradually picked up, like a whistle was blowing in the mountains, the last tinge of red from the setting sun finally passed through the gaps in the leaves, and warm blood splashed in the air, and fell into the soil under the feet in an instant.Xiao Xingchen let go of his hands and backed away in a daze. Looking back stiffly, he saw an old woman with unkempt hair, dirty face and blood all over her body. The old woman held a short blade in her long hands with black nails. Death does not rest in peace, and his silver-white Shuanghua, which has killed countless corpses, is stabbing Xue Yang's stomach impartially.