[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

After about half an hour, the medicine gradually took effect, and Xiao Xingchen dazedly kicked up the quilt again. Two layers of quilt and a warm embrace made him so hot that he couldn't breathe.Xue Yang didn't bother him either, he kicked him and then pulled him, and the wind that was blown would blow the curtains on the bed far away from time to time, and then gradually fell back to the original place.

The high fever didn't subside, Xue Yang was afraid that his injury would get worse, so in the end he had to firmly press his legs, probably because it was really hot, and he couldn't stop struggling when he was hugged, Xue Yang suffocated Khan dared not let go.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Xingchen finally subsided from the high fever. Xue Yang lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed as if relieved. He just sat up when someone pulled his wrist and murmured: "Don't go..."

He paused, remained silent for a while, then broke away from the hand that was restraining him, and stuffed it back into the quilt.

Xue Yang sat quietly by the bed, looked at the sleeping Xiao Xingchen, and seemed to be thinking about something else through that sickly face, the surrounding was very quiet, as if he had returned to the despairing eight years of dead silence, but This time, the lying man was still breathing.

No one knew what Xue Yang was thinking at this time.

Silent all night.

At dawn, Song Lan pushed the door in with a medicine bowl and food. The room was filled with a bitter smell of medicine, and the sparse brown medicine juice on the ground had solidified. He took the tray in his hand and led him to Xiao Xingchen's bedside.

"You came at the right time. His fever has subsided, and he will probably wake up tomorrow." Xue Yang picked out two porcelain bottles from the mess of the bed cabinet, and ignored Song Lan's resistance to the medicine stains on the porcelain bottles, and directly stuffed into his hands.

"These two bottles of medicine are used to detoxify the corpse. Most of his injuries were caught by walking corpses. Remember to give him the medicine on time."

Song Lan didn't react right now, and asked dumbly, "You mean, you're leaving?"

Xue Yang asked back: "Otherwise? Is Daoist Song going to help with the aftermath of the watchtower? Ah, yes, if Daoist Xiao wakes up and asks about this matter, you can just tell the truth as Jin Ran said."

Song Lan put the porcelain bottle on the table, her phoenix eyes widened and she said angrily, "Xue Yang! He's calling your name even when he's unconscious. Are you really going to be so cruel? He's at fault, but he must have thought about it after this incident. It's clear, otherwise, with his character, stubborn and paranoid, how could he miss you in his dreams."

There was a moment of silence in the room, Xue Yang turned around and glanced at Xiao Xingchen, then turned around and looked at Song Lan with a helpless smile: "After all these years, you are still as impulsive and dull as before."

Before Song Lan could refute, he went on to say in a deep voice, "However, others can't understand the matter between us. Love cannot be judged by right or wrong. Besides, he has me in his heart. Doesn't it matter if Daoist Song sees it?" Is it a great favor for me to come?"

Being caught by Xue Yang's words, Song Lan, who was not good at words, had nothing to say. At the same time, he couldn't help but reflect on his favoritism. At least he knew that Xue Yang would not be able to keep him.That year when Xue Yang left without saying goodbye, the determination on the Jinlin Stage and the many thoughts in it, maybe it really wasn't what he thought - it was just the mistrust and accidental injury of the angry Xingchen.

It was really inconvenient for him to intervene rashly in the affairs of these two people, so he had no position to force Xue Yang to stay.

Here, Xue Yang saw that Song Lan was speechless with downcast eyes, and he didn't do too much useless work. He warned, "Look at Xiao Xingchen and stay in Baixue Pavilion honestly. Don't meddle in other business recently. I'll deliver other detoxification medicines in the evening."

After Xue Yang confessed, he left immediately. Song Lan had headaches and Xiao Xingchen was so stubborn that he was going to die. Once he figured it out, how could he stop him? He stared blankly at the medicine bowl, thinking that this person I'm still not sober, and I don't know if I can feed it with a spoon?Did Xue Yang pinch his chin?While he was in a dilemma, he took the medicine and approached the sickbed, only to be overwhelmed by the large amounts of medicine stains on the bed, the quilt, and Xiao Xingchen's body, causing his cleanliness addiction to come back again.

"I'm sorry, Stardust!"

Song Lan thought for a moment and decided to make a quick decision. She picked up Xiao Xingchen who was unconscious, and pinched her nose. As soon as she opened her mouth to breathe, Song Lan poured in a bowl of soup. He closed his mouth and raised his chin to force his best friend to swallow, so fast that he didn't even need a spoon.

And here, Xue Yang had just returned to Jinlin Terrace, so he went straight to Fangfei Hall to get the medicine. Inside, Jin Ranzheng and Jin Guangyao were chattering away, but when they saw Xue Yang, they were startled and immediately shut up.

Jin Guangyao looked at Xue Yang who was rummaging through the medicine with a blank expression, and asked with a smile: "Chengmei, I'm sorry to trouble you to be busy with Jinlintai recently, if you have any chores to deal with in the future, just leave it to Ah Ran, you don't have to." I was so busy with my own work that I couldn't even sleep well all night."

"Jin Ran." Xue Yang ignored Jin Guangyao's pun, and instead looked sideways at the young boy who was about to hide in the chair and said, "You are so afraid of me, because you often speak ill of me behind your back, are you guilty?"

"Who? Who's guilty!" Jin Ran nervously stood up from the chair, looked left and right, saw Xue Yang and Jin Guangyao were staring at him, and immediately sat down again in discouragement, drooping his head and said: " Isn’t what I’m telling the truth? If you save people and send them away, you’ll be fine. What kind of compassion do you need to stay with Daoist Xiao for a night? Fake public affairs for personal gain! Leave your post without permission! It’s been four years, and he didn’t suffer for you Injury, why do you feel bad? The root is broken..."

After Jin Ran finished speaking in a hurry, seeing Xue Yang's increasingly ugly face, he shrank his neck to Jin Guangyao's side, "Uncle...look at him, he is so fierce."

Jin Guangyao patted Jin Ran's head, smiled slightly and said, "Cheng Mei, Ah Ran is right, I'm not insisting on breaking up the two of you, but it's really better not to have so many entanglements between you, he left." He chose the road by himself, and the road he chose does not include you, you are neither at his starting point nor at his end point, since you run in opposite directions, you will never be able to fight side by side."

Xue Yang's pupils darkened, and he thought of Xiao Xingchen's hideous wounds all over his body. If he was a step late, he might only see Xiao Xingchen's body. He couldn't imagine that there would be no Xiao Xingchen in this world again. What would existence be like.He tried his best to replenish his soul, and he was willing to burn himself in flames, using his soul as lamp oil to reverse time and space, just to be able to see a living Xiao Xingchen again...

Seeing the bitterness on his face, Jin Guangyao put away his smile, stood up and looked directly at Xue Yang and asked, "Xue Yang, why are you afraid of blaming yourself after you're here? Do you feel sorry for him being hurt? Blame yourself for not being able to protect him? Or are you afraid that he will die again?" die once?"

This repeated questioning caused Fangfei Palace to fall into silence. Jin Ran didn't understand the twists and turns of this life and past life, but he could read the chill in the atmosphere. He could feel Xue Yang's contradiction, but he didn't dare to speak out. For some reason, He had a hunch that the answers to these questions were exactly what troubled Xue Yang.

Seeing Xue Yang's tacit attitude, Jin Guangyao broke the deadlock with a chuckle: "Chengmei, do you know what it means to show your sharpness and not know how to restrain yourself? You always blame yourself for the fall of Daoist Xiao in his previous life, and then you don't hesitate to sacrifice yourself." I want to let him live, but as a member of the family, I can tell you without reservation that even without you in the previous life, he is destined to end in misery, because in the eyes of the family, he is too arrogant."

Jin Guangyao glanced at the silent Xue Yang and continued: "Shuanghua shocked the world with one movement, a powerful and wonderful person who is unparalleled in the world, but wants to overthrow the rotten roots of the immortal family, who will let him live? Even if he is not guided to Interfering with your hatred makes you two tigers fight, and the aristocratic family also has various methods to make his death ugly."

"I know all the twists and turns you said, and you don't have to worry about me turning my back on me halfway. Although I'm a rascal, I've never done anything unrighteous." Xue Yang raised his head, feeling helpless. Looking at the musk lily on the table that Jin Ran was playing with, God murmured, "It's just that I don't want him to die."

Jin Guangyao followed his gaze, looked at the torn lily lily and sighed: "I admit that I have selfish intentions, but I do do it for your own good. Let me ask you, how have you lived all these years?" Are you uncomfortable? In the past, if you didn’t have him, you wouldn’t be terrified and troubled every day, and you would suffer for several years. Now that you have finally separated your relationship, you can be an eagle flapping its wings in the sky. , why do you want to be that short-lived flame-fighting moth again?"

Xue Yang said sarcastically: "You really understand, I dare say you are not short-lived."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the medicine, turned around and left, regardless of Jin Guangyao and Jin Ran who were dumbfounded behind his back, this man changed as soon as he said it. , you have to work harder and work harder."

Jin Ran stammered: "Uncle, what are you talking about? What does it matter to me?"

Jin Guangyao gave a dark and inexplicable look: "The medicine is expensive and cheap. Don't you feel sorry for outsiders? You have to find a way to turn outsiders into yourself so that you won't waste it."

Jin Ran stood up and waved his hands: "Uncle, I can't, I'm not interested in Xiao Xingchen, I only like brother Ayang, huh?" He suddenly reacted: "You mean Xue Yang?"

Jin Guangyao's heart shuddered, and he went back to the inner hall with his hands behind his back, thinking that a person as stupid as Jin Ran, can do it?But he quickly comforted himself that Xiao Xingchen had lived two lifetimes in the past and present, and he didn't seem to be very smart, otherwise he wouldn't be whipped into this appearance by the world again this time.

Xue Yang came and went in a hurry, and it was already evening when we arrived at Baixue Pavilion, the setting sun was like blood, and half of the sky was red. The disciples of Baixue Pavilion who had dinner walked together, it was really lively, but the courtyard where Song Lan lived was lifeless , too quiet.

Xiao Xingchen is still awake, and it is normal that the yard where he lives is not lit. Why can't even Song Lan see the lights in the yard where he lives?Xue Yang stood in the yard for a long time, until his fingertips turned pale, his heart was still struggling and in a mess.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the last ray of light disappeared with the sinking sun, and the whole courtyard was indistinctly dark. Xue Yang finally entered Song Lan's room cruelly, intending to give the medicine to Song Lan, and then he would pass it on to him. Xiao Xingchen, and himself, had the right to pretend that he had never met such a person.

What Jin Guangyao said is right, the relationship between them is hostile to each other, no one is sorry for the other, it is because of the relationship that they are vulnerable, it is obvious that you are more than me and I am less than you can balance, that is why you take what you have done before as a solution. The shackles that cannot be released are regarded as debts that cannot be let go. Since the relationship has been separated with great difficulty in the past four years, then don't break the ties.

He pushed the door open and came in. Song Lan is a cultivator, and his spiritual power is not weak. He stood in the yard for a long time, and no one noticed. Why did he enter the house and no one came out?Could it be that Song Lan went to the outer courtyard to do homework with his juniors?

He was about to go out again, when he suddenly heard the sound of light and sometimes heavy breathing in the inner room, as if someone's mood was unstable, and his emotions fluctuated back and forth. Could it be that Song Lan's cultivation had gone mad?Xue Yang didn't have time to think about it, and rushed into Song Lan's bedroom like a whirlwind, but saw a faint light and shadow disappearing with his intrusion, Song Lan woke up like a dream, and turned around in surprise.

"Song Lan, you..." Xue Yang suddenly stopped talking, and saw that the four windows in the room were tightly closed, and a tiny candle was lit on the floor in the center of the bedroom, under the faint light, It was Song Lan's tear-stained face, both sad and painful.

Xue Yang took a step back in a daze, dizzy, ringing in his ears, the medicine bottle in his hand rolled on the ground, and the next moment he quickly stepped forward, tightly clutching Song Lan's arm, his heart was beating wildly, the pain continued, and cold sweat burst out instantly Climbing up his back and scalp, his fingers were trembling, and he said with difficulty: "Xiao Xingchen... something happened?"

Song Lan pulled him back and said in horror, "When?" He said he was about to go out in a hurry, but he did not pull it twice, only then did he realize that it was Xue Yang's hand that he was pulling, and he let go of it and took a deep breath. : "Xue Yang...Xingdust...what's wrong?"

Xue Yang stared at him blankly, and then stammered after a long while: "It's...it's nothing, why are you crying?"

Song Lan paused with her fingers, turned around with her cuffs hooked, stretched out her hand to touch, her face was icy cold, only then did she realize that Xue Yang panicked and mistakenly thought that he was crying because Xiao Xingchen was not well, and he turned his back to others in embarrassment , It took a long time before he said dryly: "I'm fine, you go to see Stardust."

Xue Yang stared at him suspiciously, bent down to pick up the medicine bottle on the ground, and suddenly asked, "I just saw a weak shadow and smelled the fragrance of ecstasy, Song Lan, are you thinking of a woman?"

Song Lan immediately changed his face, turned around and shouted, "Xue Yang, how dare you talk nonsense again!"

Xue Yang coldly snorted disdainfully: "Just think about it, what's the big deal? I've seen you and you're still quibbling. So you're still hiding something. You got all of Huang Weasel's Ecstasy Fragrance, so last time you were easily beaten by that Huang Weasel cheated and arrested because he cheated you with a woman?"

Song Lan couldn't bear it and said angrily, "Shut up! That's my mother!"

Xue Yang let out a long 'oh', curled his lips and said: "So I miss your mother, you said that you are such an old man, why do you cry so much, it was the same last time, and this time too, do you often hide and cry secretly? "

When he said this, Song Lan instantly remembered that when he was rescued by Xue Yang in the cave last time, she was hugged and cried all the way. Suddenly, the veins on her forehead twitched. , clenched his fists and said: "I think what's wrong with my mother crying, you don't even miss your mother?"

Xue Yang was startled, and immediately taunted: "I am as lucky as you? I have been a beggar for as long as I can remember. I am either hungry or cold every day, or fighting for food with vicious dogs. I can't even keep my life. Dream girl? Besides, I don’t remember that I have a mother, that thing is too far away for me, what do you think if I haven’t seen it before? What’s the use of thinking about it? What’s the use of worrying?”

"Are you worrying too much? I didn't expect you to be much worse than me." Song Lan hesitated and said, "You're right, but it's really useless to think about it. I... was bought by Master when I was five years old. My mother ...sold me."

Xue Yang didn't expect that someone like him would treat each other honestly, so he raised his brows and said, "Xiao Xingchen once said, since life is good now, don't dwell on the past, it doesn't matter to me. I think it's more suitable for you." He stuffed the medicine into Song Lan's hand and pointed out: "The white bottle is for removing residual poison, and the yellow bottle is for removing scars and promoting muscle growth. When he wakes up, give it to him, and I'll go gone."

Song Lan was surprised and said, "You still want to leave? He is still unconscious. Do you really plan to forget each other from now on?"

"I said he would wake up around tomorrow, and there's nothing wrong with that." Xue Yang waved his hand and turned around: "He shares the same goals with you, and he will be much happier if we go hunting with you in the future. He went against his heart and forced himself blindly."

Without waiting for Song Lan to stop him, he walked out of the house in three steps and two steps as if he was avoiding something, turned over and jumped up and down, and disappeared into the vast night after a burst of wind.