I am the white moonlight of the giants who died early

Yun Qingcen looked at Zhou Xuyao, feeling a little disappointed.

He prefers Zhou Xuyao's face when he was just an adult.

Instead of the face of an adult male now, even now this face is still handsome.

But Zhou Xuyao, who had just grown up back then, had an indistinguishable androgynous face that Yun Qingcen thought was beautiful and extraordinary.

"Qingcen?" Zhou Xuyao's voice was trembling, and the two words seemed to be lingering on the tip of his tongue, so that when he shouted out, the lingering meaning of endless longing did not attenuate in the slightest.

Yun Qingcen looked at him and knew that Zhou Xuyao ​​had real talents and learning, so he didn't need to hide it, so he admitted it openly: "Xuyao."

Zhou Xuyao ​​has already forgotten his original job, and now he only has one person in his heart.

"I..." Zhou Xuyao ​​took a step forward. He wanted to walk up to Yun Qingcen and tell him what he had been doing for so many years, and how he had tried so hard to find Yun Qingcen's soul. .

But Zhao Hexuan blocked him.

Between him and Yun Qingcen.

Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at Zhao Hexuan, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Hexuan, get out of the way."

Zhao Hexuan said politely: "Master Zhou, I have no obligation to listen to you, right?"

Zhou Xuyao's eyes were red: "Zhao Hexuan, don't force me."

Zhou Xuyao ​​was on the verge of losing his mind, and Zhao Hexuan was not much better than him.

Yun Qingcen was unmoved, only feeling irritable, and he said expressionlessly: "Okay, don't make noise."

Zhou Xuyao ​​and Zhao Hexuan seemed to have been poured a bucket of cold water on their heads. They were clearly like two angry lions at the moment, but they forcibly endured it.

Yun Qingcen said to Zhao Hexuan: "Hexuan, give way."

Zhao Hexuan clenched his teeth and took a step back.

Yun Qingcen looked at Zhou Xuyao, and he smiled at Zhou Xuyao, "Xuyao, how are you doing?"

Zhou Xuyao's eyes became even redder. He looked at Yun Qingcen and was so wronged that he was almost speechless. He was full of doubts and wanted to ask why Yun Qingcen died and why he committed suicide. He wanted to ask too many questions, but in the end It can only be condensed into one sentence: "I miss you so much."

He rushed over and hugged Yun Qingcen tightly.

Zhou Xuyao, who was shorter than Yun Qingcen back then, is now taller than Yun Qingcen.

He held Yun Qingcen in his arms and wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word. Tears slid down his cheeks and dripped on Yun Qingcen's collarbone. All doubts and complaints were left behind. , he only has the joy of regaining what was lost.

Yun Qingcen patted Zhou Xuyao's back and coaxed, "Don't cry, it won't look good when you cry."

Zhou Xuyao ​​took a step back. He looked at Yun Qingcen and smiled with difficulty. He asked, "Am I ugly?"

He smiled uglier than crying: "Brother Qingcen, am I ugly?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​is an orphan. He was adopted by Master Xuanming since he was a child. He also knows that he has no father or mother. In addition, he has a face that may be harassed at any time. .

Only when he is in front of Yun Qingcen, he looks like a normal person, but no matter how indifferent he is in front of others, he will still feel uneasy because of Yun Qingcen's eyes or words, thinking before and after,

He was afraid of Yun Qingcen.

Fear out of love.

Fearing that he would disappoint Yun Qingcen, and that he would disgust Yun Qingcen, he tried every means to keep Yun Qingcen's eyes on him, but Yun Qingcen left without a trace of nostalgia.

For ten years, he lived like a walking dead.

Yun Qingcen's voice was gentle, and his brows were full of warmth: "It doesn't look good when you cry."

Zhou Xuyao ​​didn't dare to cry anymore, his face was tense, only his eye sockets were still red and bloodshot.

"Um... have you guys... finished talking?" The host had a confused face and a confused tone. He was standing at the top of the stairs, not going up or down, not daring to urge him, and asked stupidly, "I That, my son... yes! My son's situation is urgent! Master, go and have a look first!"

Yun Qingcen glanced at Zhou Xuyao, who had managed to hold back his tears, and asked, "You go first?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​whispered, "Brother Qingcen."

Zhao Hexuan couldn't help it, and said sarcastically: "Master Zhou, I suggest you look in the mirror and see how old you are in the mirror."

Zhou Xuyao ​​sneered and said, "It's not as good as Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Hexuan continued: "Master Zhou is honored this year?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​looked at Yun Qingcen.

Yun Qingcen said to the male host: "I'll go in with you and let them chat here for a while."

Yun Qingcen smiled at the male host: "They haven't seen each other for many years, so they should have a lot to say."

The male master is in a fog right now, and it's not clear what happened, but Master Zhou's friend...should be a master too, right?He used to think that the master should be an old man with a white beard, but now he thinks that maybe all capable masters are good-looking?

"Let's go in first." Yun Qingcen and the host walked into the son's room.

Only Zhou Xuyao ​​and Zhao Hexuan were left standing outside the door.

As for the others, they are still on the first floor—they don't know what the relationship between the master who was finally hired and the two people who came here uninvited is, but since the other party knows each other, it's better for them not to go up.

One person is enough.

After Yun Qingcen entered, Zhou Xuyao ​​restrained his expression, and became that "immortal" master again, he didn't even bother to give Zhao Hexuan a look.

But although he didn't look at Zhao Hexuan, he still couldn't help asking: "How did you meet Brother Qingcen?"

Zhao Hexuan said calmly and complacently: "Is there a need to ask? If it wasn't for a chance meeting, Yun Qing would never think of you at all."

But Zhou Xuyao ​​was not distracted by Zhao Hexuan. His eyes were red, but his expression was stern, and there was no extra expression on his face: "Zhao Hexuan, don't pretend to be in front of me. When Brother Qingcen was alive, he didn't see how much he treated you." good."

"I remember that when I said I wanted to go to the playground, Brother Qingcen could skip the dinner with you and come to accompany me." Zhou Xuyao ​​said viciously, "I said I wanted to eat Chinese food, but Brother Qingcen would not try French cuisine. "

Zhou Xuyao ​​said provocatively: "I know what you are afraid of."

Zhao Hexuan's forehead was bulging with blue veins: "What am I afraid of?"

Zhou Xuyao: "You are afraid that my appearance will make Brother Qingcen abandon you."

Zhao Hexuan: "Zhou Xuyao, now is now, and ten years ago was ten years ago. Qingcen just saw that you have a good face and gave you a little more attention. Don't take yourself too seriously."

Zhou Xuyao ​​sneered: "You are the one who deceived yourself and others, right?"

"Back then, Brother Qing Cen didn't treat you differently, and now it's even more impossible. What can you do for him?"

Zhao Hexuan let out a breath slowly, and said calmly, "How do you know it's impossible now?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​gave him a cold look. It seemed that he was not the one who broke down and cried in front of Yun Qingcen just now. When facing Zhao Hexuan, he had a different face: "Now that I'm here, what else do you need?"

Zhou Xuyao ​​never knew how to write the word polite.

Zhao Hexuan: "What can you give Qingcen, a bluffing and deceitful stick?"

Zhou Xuyao: "No less than what you can give."

Zhao Hexuan sneered: "Whatever Qingcen wants to do, I can be by his side and accompany him, how about you?"

Zhou Xuyao: "I can still accompany him. I can do what you can do, and I can do what you can't."

The two of them confronted each other outside, with yin and yang, and they had a quarrel.

In Zhao Hexuan's eyes, Zhou Xuyao ​​was an insidious person, no matter how outrageous his temperament and face were, he could not conceal his true nature.

Zhou Xuyao ​​is a person who has no sense of right and wrong. He has traveled all over the country with his master, and has seen or experienced all kinds of secrets.

Husband and wife turned against each other, and brothers became enemies. Before he met Yun Qingcen, he could even take on some "jobs" that were not very visible.

To him, Yun Qingcen was the only light in the dark tunnel.

Yun Qingcen in the room just smiled at the male host and said: "They have a very good relationship and always like to bicker."

But the host didn't ask anything, after all, the most important thing now is his son.

The host whispered, "This is my son, Li Lei."

Yun Qingcen followed the male master's gaze and saw a boy whose hands and feet were tied to the bed. The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he should be at the age when he could just get a driver's license, but he was already skinny. , with sunken cheeks, only a thin layer of skin clinging to the bones on the arms and legs, the clothes he was wearing were also pushed up by the ribs, and there was still a faint smell in the room.

Li Lei was still in a coma, like a mummy.

The host choked up, and said in a low voice, "When I was at home, I didn't dare to let them into this room."

This they refer to their own family members.

"Xiao Lei hasn't eaten much for two months. He sleeps during the day and wakes up at night... going crazy."

"Send him to the hospital, and the hospital can only give him an infusion to barely maintain the nutrition his body needs." The host wiped away his tears, "We don't want to send him to a mental hospital either."

The male host looked at Yun Qingcen with a life-saving gaze: "You are a friend of Master Zhou, you should be able to..."

Yun Qingcen nodded, and gave the host a comforting smile. He looked confident, and it seemed that Li Lei was just a small problem.

Such an attitude gave the male host some confidence.

The host asked in a low voice, "Then we now..."

Yun Qingcen: "Wait, wait until he wakes up at night."

The quarrel outside became louder and louder, Yun Qingcen rubbed his brows.

Male host: "...they are..."

Yun Qingcen smiled and said, "I'll go out and talk to them."

The host: "Oh, okay, then I'll stay here and watch. It's getting dark, and I have to watch him. After nightfall, Xiaolei can't be short of people around him."

Yun Qingcen nodded, then opened the door and walked out of the room.

Zhao Hexuan and Zhou Xuyao ​​turned their heads together and looked at Yun Qingcen together.

At this moment, their eyes are exactly the same.

Filled with unspeakable obsession and longing.