Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

In "Reminiscence", He Yan couldn't tell the time. Before, he could consciously count the number of repetitions and count the time silently. After the number of repetitions was too many, he began to appear confused, starting from the wrong number of repetitions. Later, I can no longer count how many times I repeated it.

It's not terrible.

The frightening thing is that He Yan didn't realize the horror of this chaos.

At the beginning, he just watched from the sidelines, and he could soberly tease Lou Lang for being too tough, and he also logically imagined what Lou Lang and Kongshan Jun were doing before this, and how the two of them got to this point.

When the kisses were firmly resisted, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pry the other party's line of defense, that deep irritability seemed to rise from the bottom of He Yan's heart.

"Hang Xin, do you hate me so much?"

When He Yan uttered these words, his hand was Lou Lang's, and he wanted to grab more from the Kong Tiger with a strong and persistent attitude. Every time he pulled off the Kong Tiger's clothes, the cycle would stop abruptly. , actually followed his movements to break through the weird cycle and continue.

The unobtainable admiration, the unrequited response, and the even more terrible loss of not refusing to admit his own failure, twisted into out-of-control violence on top of Lou Lang's natural aura of disdain for all sentient beings.

After Lou Lang finished pulling the clothes, He Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's tight waist.

He Yan, began to dominate the next memory.

"He doesn't want to be friends with me at all?"

Lou Lang never accepts any setbacks, that sneer came out of He Yan's mouth: "You don't want to be nice to me, I'll just be nice to you."

The hand that landed on the opponent's waist mercilessly held out five deep red marks, but he didn't even make a gasp.

He Yan's fingertips circulated the blood-red soul-calling spiritual power, and the spiritual power poured into the seven tendons and veins of the person under his palm. Wherever it passed, it was like a fuse was ignited, the blood boiled, and the skin turned red.

Every vellus hair in the first pore is stimulated to be excited and emotional, like thunder stirring the ground, all the senses are clamoring to burn.

Spiritualism, used to the extreme, can control other people's senses.

Lou Lang's spiritualism is like a natural disaster, which cannot be predicted or stopped.

The man below him gritted his teeth and trembled, blood flowed from his lips, and slid down his side face to his chin.

Lou Lang squeezed that stubborn chin, forcing Kong Tiger to look at him.

"Hang Xin, please beg me, please, I will let you go."

Those eyes, which had never been warm, were lured into extreme rouge by the spiritual power of evoking souls. This kind of eye color matched with a pool of watery light, any look in any look, is full of spring and full of invitation.

But the Kongtiger's eyes, under the unbearable scorching heat, still showed the bone-chilling coldness at the bottom.

In this kind of contest, no one would admit defeat, and it couldn't be better.

Lou Lang bit Kong Tiger's lip, brutally sucking the blood from Kong Tiger's bite.

There was no hint of tenderness in the battle of lips and tongue, but the close contact between lips and teeth still made the originally cold and hard tone soft.

What Lou Lang said bitterly sounded like an affectionate whisper.

He said, "Then you will hate me, Kongshan Lord."

He squeezed hard with his fingers, squeezed the jaws of Kong Tiger, and drove straight in in another way to get what he wanted.

Although the bloody body fluid is less sweet, it has more pungent bloody smell. Lou Lang didn't let it go, as if he wanted to swallow Kong Tiger and the blood, his hands left a tyrannical finger on Kong Tiger's body. trace, without hesitation to find an entrance.

"Still won't ask me?"

He stopped patiently, but what he waited for was not a response, but a more violent resistance.

Lou Lang was stunned for a while, his arm was scratched, he looked at his bloody wound, and suddenly fell silent in a daze.

Like the fuse burning to the end, the brief silence before the gunpowder exploded, his voice sounded very peaceful: "Hang Xin, I thought you at least liked me a little bit."

Fortunately, there is this moment of tranquility.

Xie Jingyan's loud door calling outside the Bieyuan finally reached the Hot Spring Pavilion.

Of the two people who were in the heat, one of their ears twitched, and they shook their heads vigorously. Then, just as they were in the lower position, they suddenly sank into the water, poured a big mouthful of water, and woke up coughing.

Hang Che, who broke through the water, held He Yan's arms and shook them vigorously:

"Yan'er, wake up."

"He Yan, wake up quickly."

"I'm not an empty tiger."

"He Xiaotian, wake up quickly."

However, He Yan couldn't wake up at all.

He Yan, who dominates memory, doesn't want to wake up at all.

I still didn't get a response, and I couldn't deceive myself anymore. When did Lou Lang beg anyone like this? Is it so difficult for me to ask him to answer me?That's no wonder I was there.

He stretched out his hand to grab the person who escaped from the prison just now, thinking that there would be another fierce resistance. He Yan's body was exhausted, and she grabbed the person fiercely, but there was no resistance, and the person handed over his body to him , Let his five fingers sink into the flesh and blood.

There was sticky wetness on the fingertips, and He Yan raised her hand in confusion to identify what liquid it was, but someone grabbed five fingers and entangled them again.

The other party even took the initiative to approach him without evasion, opened his arms to him, and stretched out his hand.

He Yan stared at the slowly approaching hands, and called him dully: "Hang Xin?"

There was a pause in the movement of the other party reaching out, and He Yan was about to get irritable, but that hand reached out firmly, grabbing his shoulders, a gesture of hugging him.

He Yan froze, staring blankly at the other party.

The man let him hold his eyes tenderly, and called him in a low voice:

"Yan'er."

"Yan'er."

"Yan'er."

He Yan answered him somewhat confused: "I'm not Yan'er."

Hang Che coaxed him: "Don't you remember who you are?"

He Yan: "I didn't belong to Yan'er in the first place."

Hang Che: "Then who are you?"

He Yan: "Call me? If you call me, I'll know."

He Yan listened sideways, but the other party's answer did not follow him closely like before.

He Yan raised her heart: "Hang Xin, are you still refusing to call me?"

He waited for a while before he heard the answer from the other party: "I'm not Hang Xin."

He Yan: "Then who are you?"

"I'm Hang Che."

He Yan: "But I'm not Yan'er, how can you be Hang Che, can you call me?"

Being able to speak like this, it seems that part of him is awake, but the part that is not awake is obviously also very stubborn.

Hang Che silently stared at He Yan who refused to wake up completely, and he remembered that time when He Yan almost got mad and yelled angrily.

Hang Che's throat rolled and rolled, his eyes were red, and he raised his head silently.

Although the sky was blocked by the roof, Hang Che still raised his head seriously and chose to write down the clearest sky since he met He Yan.

Then, he slowly lowered his gaze, looked at He Yan, and said in Lin Yun's cold tone before, "Liang Yao, you should wake up."

In a word, it was as if Zhuo Yujun had exhausted all his strength.

Hang Che lowered his hands, waiting for the verdict.

But it wasn't the repulsion and disgust as imagined, Hang Che heard He Yan choked up and said: "Lin Yun, are you finally willing to recognize me?"

Hang Che: "I..."

While judging whether He Yan was awake, he thought about the meaning of He Yan's words.

He Yan didn't hear the immediate response, and suddenly yelled: "I fucking love you to death, why don't you take a good look at me?!"

In the previous life, Liang Yao quarreled with Lin Yun for the last time and drove Lin Yun to the United States.

When Lin Yun turned to leave, the door of Liang's house slammed shut, and Liang Yao fell to his knees on the ground collapsed in the empty two-story building.

He didn't know how long he knelt, until he unconsciously grabbed the car keys and rushed out of the house, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after Lin Yun who was about to take off.

The accident happened on that airport expressway.

He Yan broke down and said: "I love you!"

Hang Che froze in place in disbelief, he felt like his heart would stop beating.

He couldn't tell if He Yan was fully awake, and he felt that he might not be sober now, and Kong Tiger's deeply suppressed emotions and the guilt he didn't know where he came from were still lingering.

If you can get what you want and hear what you want to hear without being awake, it doesn't really matter whether you are awake or not.

Regardless of whether the person opposite is Lou Lang, Liang Yao, or He Yan, Hang Che thought, he actually loves me!

An inexplicable guilt rose in his heart, and that kind of dull guilt mixed with the affection of his two lifetimes. He has always been firm in his determination, and he has realized that there are emotions that do not belong to him that are controlling him. However, so what?The person opposite is his Yan'er, that's enough.

I am with him.

He Yan hugged the stiff man in front of her, and rubbed him into her chest with Lou Lang's domineering style.

Both of them were naked, this clinging, all the pores were instantly awakened, clamoring as if they wanted to eat each other.

He Yan caressed every part of Hang Che's skin eagerly. The feeling of touch under his palm brought him overwhelming excitement like a mountain collapsed. He desperately needed to do something.

It was as if Lou Lang's memory broke in again, and he wanted to finish the last step he hadn't finished with the empty tiger.

The other party no longer resisted, but responded enthusiastically. Both parties burned the friendship of two lifetimes, anxiously wanting more, wanting a lot, and leaving their own traces on the other's body demanding each other.

He Yan pointed all the way down, and when he was about to stop at a certain place, the person in front of him pushed him violently, and he was pressed against the wall of the pool.

He was about to catch the person who was leaving, but he saw that the person was not avoiding him, but was getting closer and stroking him. The figure in front of his eyes shrank, and his warm breath flowed all the way down.

The place where the other party's breath swept along started a prairie fire, and the destination was clear and sacred. When he approached, He Yan's eyes widened instantly, waiting for that moment tremblingly.

When a certain ecstasy temperature engulfed him, a certain kind of resentment belonging to Lou Lang and the love between He Yan and He Yan broke out, and He Yan reached down and hugged his moving head.

"Hang Xin."

"Lin Yun."

"Hang Che."

He was obsessed with calling different names, following his instinctive impulse, he let out an impatient sigh and shook.

Xie Jingyan hugged him and sat for a long time, until his legs were so stiff that he realized that a long time had passed.

The first quarter moon has already set, and Zishi has passed, and it is already ugly time... The people inside have not yet come out to open the door.

He thought, should I call again?Based on the sound of his yelling just now, the two people inside must have heard it. If they are done, they will definitely come to open the door.

Right now it seems the only option is to wait.

The young Xie Jingyan shook his head desolately for the first time, and he suddenly realized that he never seemed to think about his future.

He has always been a junior brother, as long as he follows his senior brother, if there is no senior brother in front of him, how should he go his own way?

The little senior brother is married, and one day the second senior brother may also have a Taoist partner, and the senior sister vowed not to marry for life, but he can always follow the senior sister.

Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt that the elder sister was like her embroidered gold knife with no name, hidden from the outside world, cutting off the world of mortals, she was actually unwilling.

"I'm not willing." Xie Jingyan thought, "I must marry Yan Shuo back to Gu."

Xie Jingyan, with a bright future at a young age, was only at a loss for a moment at the first intersection of his life, and then chose a path he thought he should take without hesitation or fear.

He stood for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

It is absolutely impossible for his little brother to let him wait outside for so long. Could it be something happened inside?

Like a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, Xie Jingyan jumped up, raised his sword and shouted loudly, "Little Senior Brother."

No one responded, and he began to attack the prohibition regardless of life and death.

The impact of the ban caused the entire Bieyuan to ban the alarm, and Xie Jingyan's call was higher than that of the alarm and rushed into the hot spring.

The first person to wake up was Hang Che. He pressed He Yan's hand against his back, pressed against He Yan, withdrew his lips and tongue with difficulty, coughed lightly, and swallowed deeply.

Because of his pause, He Yan paused for a moment, suddenly lost strength in her feet, and was pulled into the hot spring.

When the two of them broke out of the spring, they finally woke up coughing and coughing.

The state of being unconscious for a long time is very dangerous. When you wake up for a while, both parties will be in a state of spiritual confusion. Thinking of the thrilling consequences of long-term confusion, the two of them are terrified.

Then they all remembered the most chaotic part, He Yan lowered her eyes and glanced at Hang Che, a little bit sorry, but also a little...uh...unfinished.

Hang Che finally saw He Yan's clear gaze, he went ashore in embarrassment, and picked up his clothes.

He Yan called out behind him: "Lin Yun?"

Hang Che nodded.

After being confirmed, He Yan blushed and laughed, he felt embarrassed at this moment, walked out of the water with some staggered steps, picked up his clothes, and said, "I'll go and open the door for my junior brother."

"Let me go." After finishing speaking, Hang Che had already left the hot spring pavilion, and Zhuoyu Jun, who was always serious and open, was a little messy for the first time.