[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

The last withered leaf on the shriveled branch is blown up by the cold wind and thrown lightly on the ground, the mottled wooden door makes rough creaking sounds in the wind, there is no fire in the stove, the night is cold and cold, finally snow falls, and it will be dead The city is shrouded in the same vastness as elsewhere.

On such a cold night, someone is lying on a coffin that is colder than the wind and snow outside the window. He seems to be asleep, but his back is wet with cold sweat. pressed close to the window slit.The sleeping person seemed to see the night pierced by a cold blade, pouring hot blood down from an unreachable place, and the surrounding bloody corpse mountain was trampled under his feet, only a Taoist in white rode away with the wind, fighting and crying untouchable.

"Xiao Xingchen!" The young man sat up in panic, the wind, frost, rain and snow disappeared in an instant, it was almost summer in the house, and the cold sweat on his body gradually turned into sticky hot and dry.

Jin Guangyao closed the book and turned around from behind the desk, opened the glazed curtain and walked to the bed in a few steps, still smiling just right, his eyes curled up like crescent moons, and said: "Chengmei, are you awake?"

Xue Yang glared at him impatiently, and didn't correct the name he had never acknowledged before. He turned his eyes slowly around the room and asked, "How did I come back?"

"Flying back!" Jin Guangyao rarely joked, but Xue Yang glared at him, so he sighed silently, "It was Taoist Xiao who sent you back. You lost too much blood and fell into a coma."

A sarcasm was barely visible on Xue Yang's face, his fingers were tightly pinching his palms and he lowered his eyes, but his back quietly straightened a bit.

On the table not far from the bed was a thin white earthen jar and a porcelain bowl. Jin Guangyao felt the temperature of the jar, lifted the lid, poured out a full bowl, and handed it to Xue Yang.

A bitter taste rushed towards his face, Xue Yang looked at the black thing, turned his head and frowned and said, "What is this? It's disgusting."

Jin Guangyao stirred the concoction leisurely. The jars are insulated, so it takes a lot of effort to boil them. Not only are the wound medicines but also things to replenish qi and blood. After working all night, they specially packed them in jars so that people can sleep. You can drink it when you wake up.Jin Guangyao smelled the bitter scent, felt envious inexplicably in his heart, sighed to Xue Yang no matter what, at least he waited until someone was willing to give him warmth, someone washed his hands to make soup, and suffered hardships, if it was really for this moment, it would be a shame. It's also really worth it.

He stuffed the medicine bowl into Xue Yang's hand, clasped his fingertips tightly and said, "It's okay if you accidentally throw it away, it's too much."

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and snorted coldly: "Why didn't I know that I lost a lot of blood and I was unconscious for a few days?"

"Four, it took three days to get back to Jinlin Terrace from Qingmei Mountain Villa, today is exactly the fourth." Jin Guangyao pushed the medicine bowl and said, "Drink it quickly."

Xue Yang took the medicine and drank it down in a gulp, knocking the bowl heavily on the table and saying, "I'm coming back from sleepwalking, right?"

Jin Guangyao shook his head and said, "Isn't it good to pretend to be stupid? I have to ask clearly. The arrogant and domineering Xue Xiaoke fought against the temptress of Qingmei Mountain Villa. She was physically weak and had no spiritual power. She was attacked with a sword in her abdomen and was thrown back. On the mountain, is this a good story?"

Xue Yang's face turned green, he clutched the quilt and gasped, "Get out! Meng Yao, get out!"

Jin Guangyao rolled up his sleeves and got up and said, "Father asked about the corpse refinery yesterday, and asked me how my progress is and whether there are any used in the refinery. Chengmei, teach me how to answer."

Xue Yang said, "I'm really sorry that you asked me what happened yesterday, I really don't know."

"Chengmei, don't pretend to be stupid when you shouldn't. I told you to go to Dongting County to follow the vines to find melons, but I didn't want you to come back with injuries."

Xue Yang glanced at him and said, "Then I'll go to Qingmei Villa sometime later, just to make the most of everything."

Jin Guangyao smiled lightly and said, "Does a group of dead things become beautiful and fun to play? You really don't understand what my father means?"

"Him?" Xue Yang's face was full of sarcasm: "Meng Yao, do you think I don't know what you mean when you push the matter to that old bastard?" He raised his eyes to look at Jin Guangyao, and said coldly, "You should know, I No one can force me to do something I don't want to do. It is true that you are dozens of times more scheming and ambitious than your dead ghost father. I should also judge the situation, but you should also know that I am only living now. If your feet are not afraid of wearing shoes, do you think I will be threatened by you?"

"Is the soup delicious?"

"What do you mean? You..." Xue Yang's eyes were like knives, and he was extremely sharp for a moment: "Is this medicine made by Xiao Xingchen?"

Jin Guangyao nodded and said, "He still lives in the original place."

Xue Yangyou smiled lowly: "Are you determined to threaten me with him? You must know that people are rebellious. Even if I was threatened by you for a while, I would drag you into the water. Although I don't know what happened to you before, I just Seeing that you are walking on thin ice carefully now, you will definitely be no better than me, and I am afraid that in the end, you will be a betrayer with incomplete bones."

Jin Guangyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly remembered that when Lan Wangji cut off his arm with a sword, and Lan Xichen pierced his heart with a sword, he died and his bones were not whole. The most desperate thing is to be hurt by someone you care about.

Qin Su died at his hands, Ah Song died at his hands, he killed his father, brother, wife and son just to seek high positions, and in the end he ended up in an extremely miserable situation all alone.

But ask him to do it all over again, why?

How similar he is to Xue Yang, everyone dreams of it, he is power and fame, Xue Yang is the bright moon in his heart, in the end it is all a dream, a bloody storm will not return to the dream.Xue Yang is different from him. Lang Yan is free and alone, and the bright moon now favors the ravines from the top of the mountain, reflecting the barren land into a galaxy of radiance.

Whether it's hate or resentment, it's too cold, and I always want to find someone to keep warm, otherwise how can I spend countless long and lonely days and nights alone.

Only Xue Yang was in the same spirit as him. He not only wanted Xue Yang to have the warmth he had never had before, but also wanted to pull him to fall together forever.

Jin Guangyao turned around slowly, leaving only a hazy golden back, still with a dry smile, softly persuaded: "Chengmei, you have to know that people are always involuntarily alive, and most of the time it's not you Whether you want to do it or not, but whether you can do it.”

"I won't let the Chang family let it go. You can rest assured that I won't get any living corpses, and I'll be free and fine. It's not impossible to play a little...Meng Yao!" Xue Yang chuckled, "This time you How do you want him to die?"

Jin GuangYao turned around again: "I don't want to go to that kind of place again, you can arrange it yourself."

"Meng Yao!" Xue Yang said, "If you don't want to go, I will? You have married a wife, and you are a frequent visitor to that place, but I was still a baby in the past and present. Is there any benefit if I kill him for you?"

After all, he didn't have any other ideas. It took half a month to recuperate on the bed. The blood-enriching medicine was later replaced by various medicinal diets. Xue Yang threw away a lot, but he couldn't hold back Day after day, it was the same as before, and maybe I felt that the craftsmanship was good in the end, so I picked and ate it every day.

The two courtyards were not far apart, but they had never met each other. One pretended not to know, the other held back. Finally, Xue Yang reappeared on the moonlit and silent arch bridge.But from time to time, he no longer had the mood he had when catching fish. Maybe God felt that it was too bitter and cruel, so he could feel a carefree and happy time between naps.

Dreams will always wake up, the wind will never stay, time will not go backwards, and stubborn people will not choose to turn back.Jin Guangyao strolled in the garden with his hands behind his back, walking briskly, which is rare. From a long distance, he saw Xue Yang sitting on the stone bridge with one leg supported, his head slightly raised, and above his head was a full moon like a jade plate. The stars and rivers around the moon are shining brightly, reflecting the small river under the bridge.

Xue Yang didn't move. He heard footsteps behind him, blinked slightly, and said, "I heard that the moon is very big, you can see it no matter where you are, and there are a lot of stars, but I'm watching the night sky in Yizhuang. Stars, every time I only saw a layer of gray fog. Later, I found a river not far from where I lived. The river was very clear, and the night sky above the river was also clean and bright. I will go too, but not for too long. I am afraid that he will be too lonely and cold in the coffin alone. I have waited for eight years and seen the stars and moon countless times, but no matter whether they are hanging in the sky or shining on the river, It's all so far away from me."

He seemed to be fascinated by the surface of the river under the bridge, and continued: "Just like the river under my feet, at this moment, it is full of surging stars. They are so close to me, as if they are within reach, but once I stretch out my hand, They're so broken that you can't even see them clearly, but now I think it's enough to just look at them from a distance."

"Meng Yao, I have already found someone. There are three of them. They were all brought from other places. No one will notice. You will find a way to bring him there tomorrow. Sooner or later, you will sit on the position of Immortal Governor. It is not as good as one day later." One day earlier, I heard that the disease will attack very quickly, so you should make plans early."

Jin Guangyao was still in a daze at what he said just now, he didn't expect his topic to jump so quickly, and he blurted out a sentence: "Chengmei, I met Taoist Xiao just now, and it seems to be in this direction."

Xue Yang's long legs slipped, he had nowhere to focus his feet, and almost fell into the water from the arch bridge. He clasped his hands in embarrassment, grasping the hollow pattern of the stone bridge, his nails were about to break, and said: "I regret it, I should give you the man to play with before giving it to your father."

Jin Guangyao's brows were frowned, innocent and dazed again: "What's the use of your confession to me? Besides, Daoist Xiao may not come over, I'm just talking casually, why are you blaming me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, under the shady pine trees, the loose rocks of the rockery suddenly fell to the ground, and a white cloth wiped the wet moss and gradually moved away without a sound.

"Chengmei!"

"what?"

"I know what gift to give you..."