[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

Xiao Xingchen left Feiyunzhuang and went straight to the majestic back mountain of Qifeng. There was no star or moon in the sky, the night was endless, and there was only strong howling cold wind left. He suffered injuries all over his body. The flesh and blood on the shoulders were bitten, and there were also large scratches on the waist, and the blood dripped down the clothes.After walking not far away, countless withered and yellow leaves were picked up by the frost, which completely covered the traces of the ground, and then staggered into the invisible jungle.

I don't know how long I walked, but there was still darkness everywhere, and I couldn't even hear the crows in the forest. Xiao Xingchen was dizzy, everything in front of his eyes was spinning rapidly, and his head was getting heavier and heavier and gradually blurred.The only thing that was quiet in the forest was the rustling of shoes on the fallen leaves, but it was infinitely magnified in the darkness. Finally, he tilted his body, stepped on the air, and rolled into an unknown distance.

The darkness was chaotic, Xiao Xingchen's arm was bitten, and he fell down the cave and slammed into the stone wall. It was almost worse, and he couldn't move his entire right shoulder.After resting for a long time, he barely sat up, first took the hemostatic medicine from the Qiankun bag and sprinkled the wound, and then tore off his clothes to bandage him. After doing all this, he was already tired and leaned against the stone wall, his mind was blurred and he almost fell into a coma.

He thought of what he had seen on the Jinlin Terrace in this life. Xue Yang's body was covered with large and small old and new wounds. The new wounds were given to him by himself, and the old wounds were imposed on him by wandering around since childhood, and the ruthless world.He also thought of how he was dying when he was picked up outside Yicheng. The two of them slept together to keep warm in winter. He also felt many scars on the little friend's body, but Xue Yang in this life is fine. , the little friend from the previous life, but never yelled a word of pain.

But who knew that the bruises all over the body could be so painful...

Unfortunately, before he left, Xue Yang's body was covered with scars, and he stabbed all of them with his own hands.

It had been four years, and he didn't dare to think about him, and he didn't dare to go back to find him. He was afraid that at a certain moment, when Xue Yang confronted the justice in his heart, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

Shyness and self-blame tormented him all the time, right and wrong didn't matter in the end, the important thing was that he couldn't forget that he had injured Xue Yang to a bloody mess, almost incomplete, but he smiled and comforted himself, it's okay, It doesn't hurt, you're not wrong.

Obviously the pain was severe, he trembled from the pain, he gnashed his teeth and could hardly bear the pain, but Xue Yang never uttered a word and never complained of pain.

It's just because no one will be wronged for him, no one will feel sorry for him.

And what have you done yourself?

He gave Xue Yang hope again and again, but pushed him into a deeper abyss. He waited for eight years, and gave Xiao Xingchen who was waiting for a healthy comeback, but he himself was unwilling to give Xue Yang a chance to do it again.

He had a drowsy dream. He dreamed of the hard but warm bed in Yizhuang. The little friend carried the injured him home all the way, and kept muttering in his ear: "I told you not to let you work so hard. , did they give you a penny? I didn’t even mention that I got injured all over myself, but you still want me to serve you. Do you think you did it on purpose? You want to be lazy even when it’s cold? "

He was full of anger, but he was in a hurry to boil the medicine, and he was afraid that he would get burned if he couldn't see it, so he even fed it into his mouth with his own hands.

He also dreamed that in front of the fairy temple back then, when his spiritual power was exhausted and he blamed himself, Xue Yang ran over to comfort him regardless of his injuries. In his dream, Xue Yang told him over and over again: "I need you, you Need me too..."

It was cold between the eyebrows, the thunder continued to roar in the mountains, and the rainwater blown into the cave by the wind was icy cold. Xiao Xingchen shuddered, felt cold and hurt all over. The moist water in the hole dripped just on the forehead.

He curled up in a ball on the ground, helpless and in pain. He wanted to tell Xue Yang that he needed him too, a very special need, but no matter what, he couldn't say it again. Today, the two have been separated for four years. Xue Yang I'm afraid Yang has long since resolved his grievances and grudges, so how could he ever want to see him again!

The cares and fetters of the past were all cut off by his own hands. A heart has already been riddled with holes, so how can it be mended.All indulgence and cuteness depend on Xue Yang's love for him, without these, he would still be him, Xiao Xingchen wouldn't exist in the wildness and splendor of the past.

But he really really needs him!

In the company of countless nights and days, no matter whether he is alive or dead, he is destined to never forget the boy who made him unforgettable.

A hand quietly reached his back, paused for a moment, and then stretched out to his neck. Xiao Xingchen's whole body was frozen, and he didn't know if it was a ghost or a person behind him. If he could take his life, how could he sit and wait for his death before he saw Xue Yang again?

In the blink of an eye, he thought a lot, flipped his left hand, clasped his five fingers and was about to grab the door of life, but the person behind him moved faster, retracted his hand quickly, and grabbed his wrist in a different direction, hitting nothing with one blow. effortless.

Xiao Xingchen was sweating profusely, he turned his head abruptly, and was shocked when he saw this, his lips trembled, his eyes were red, and he looked at the person in disbelief.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, he moved his painful and numb arm, and someone loosened his hand to catch his fallen back. Xiao Xingchen took a breath, held his hand tightly, and tremblingly said: "Xue Yang ..."

Before the other party could speak, he hurriedly shouted again: "Xue Yang!"

"It's me, I'm here, why do you make yourself so embarrassed every time." He lifted Xiao Xingchen's body and pulled him into his arms, and said helplessly, "Xiao Xingchen, don't you regret it later?"

Xiao Xingchen felt as if he had fallen into the clouds, still couldn't believe it, his nervous heart was beating wildly, he didn't know what he meant at first when he asked this question, he said in a daze, "What?"

Xue Yang stretched out his hand to caress his pale lips due to excessive blood loss, and smiled lightly: "Do you regret not listening to your master and not going down the mountain?"

"Xue Yang..." Xiao Xingchen straightened up suddenly, enduring the pain in his arms and back and said in a panic, "I don't regret going down the mountain, I only regret that I didn't meet you earlier, then you won't be in pain, you won't be gone Candy."

The expression on Xue Yang's face froze slightly, and after a while he smiled again: "I don't feel any pain."

Tears welled up in Xiao Xingchen's eyes, and he held his arm and asked, "You've been blaming me, haven't you? You're obviously in pain, you're obviously wronged, Xue Yang, tell me you're in pain, You lied to me when you said you didn't hurt."

What answered him was a swiftly pressed lip and a lingering kiss. After a long time, Xue Yang pressed his forehead hoarsely: "I didn't lie to you, it didn't hurt before, and it won't hurt even more when I have you." gone."

"Drink the medicine, I just boiled it." Xue Yang let go of him to get the medicine from a stone not far away, Xiao Xingchen turned his head to look, and at some point there was a fire there, and a medicine man was sitting on the two stones The pot was gurgling and steaming, Xue Yang poured half a bowl of dark brown concoction in front of him.

Xiao Xingchen stretched out his left hand to pick it up, Xue Yang pressed his hand and said, "It's rare to serve you once, you're too injured, so don't move, I'll feed you."

Xiao Xingchen opened his mouth, wanting to call his name, but Xue Yang held his hand in the palm of his hand. He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly attached himself to suck his lips, his tongue was entangled, and kept attacking him back and forth until the air was thin. Difficult to breathe, the tiger teeth bit the corner of the lips, and sighed softly: "You are so cruel, you will be gone for four years, I miss you very much, do you miss me?"

Xiao Xingchen stared at his side face without blinking. The bright young man's face in his memory remained the same, but everything changed. He didn't like to smile much, and he spoke much more calmly.He stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Xue Yang's fingertips. He leaned his head back and approached Xue Yang's neck, nestled in it and remained motionless.

All that came to his nose was the fragrance of pine mugwort, suppressing the smell of blood all over his body, Xiao Xingchen recovered after a while, and said in a daze: "I dare not think about it, I am afraid that it will be out of control, and I am afraid that everything I have done It's all wrong, I'm afraid you don't want to see me again, and I'm afraid I will hurt you again."

Xue Yang rubbed his hair, handed the medicine with similar temperature to his mouth, carefully wiped off the medicine juice on his lips after feeding, took off his coat and covered Xiao Xingchen, and said softly: "Is it still cold? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head quickly: "I don't sleep, why isn't this medicine bitter?" He hasn't seen him for so long, and he doesn't know how to say a thousand words, how can he sleep?

He leaned on Xue Yang's body, his body temperature gradually rose, one hand tightly grasped Xue Yang's, intertwining his fingers, all the anxiety, confusion and unknown for so many years disappeared without a trace, only then did he understand It turns out that with Xue Yang by his side, it will be so practical and stable.

I always thought that he was tolerating Xue Yang's unruliness, but who knows that they are mutual, and Xue Yang has been indulging his waywardness.

For four long years, more than 1000 days and nights, every day was like a thousand worms eating into the bones, excruciating pain, he thought he would forget, and at the end of the years, the frustration would be wiped away. I can no longer get a corner of Qinghuan.

Xiao Xingchen tossed and turned his head to look at Xue Yang, Xue Yang directly twisted his face and pressed it to his body, pursed his lips and said, "The medicine is not bitter because I made it, I am sweet, go to sleep Well, this way the injury will heal quickly, I don't want to wait on you all the time, don't think that I will cook for you obediently because I will boil medicine for you, and you will still cook the meals in the future."

He meant that he was sweet, so the medicine he boiled was also sweet?This serious nonsense made Xiao Xingchen amused by him, his body trembled and accidentally pulled the wound on his shoulder, the pain was so painful that he almost screamed out.

Xue Yang was startled, hurriedly pushed the person away, and said anxiously: "Is it very painful? Has the painkiller expired? I'll give you another dose." Then he went to take off his clothes.

Xiao Xingchen hurriedly grabbed his hand and said helplessly, "I'm fine, I'm fine." He moved his stiff and aching arm, approached Xue Yang's arms again, and asked, "How did you find me? It's the observation tower." ?"

He has not even contacted Song Lan in these years. He only reported safety once after receiving Song Lan's summons, and then quickly changed places. Recently, there are obviously problems with the watchtowers in these places, otherwise Jinlin Terrace It's not like not to send someone to deal with it. In this case, how did Xue Yang find him?

He waited for a long time before he let out a chuckle: "Xiao Xingchen, do you believe in a consonance? I want to find you, no matter where you hide, I can find you."