Murder

Chi Yebai didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.Wen Xuanzhou's fingertips were cold, and when they touched his skin, he felt a strange tingling sensation.

After Wen Xuanzhou finished writing, seeing that he didn't respond, he grabbed his wrist again: "Do you remember?"

Chi Yebai did not respond.He suddenly clenched his fists, elbowed hard, and struck back.

There will be no one behind him, but he has the feeling that he has hit some kind of body.The black mist dispersed suddenly, and then slowly gathered again.But Wen Xuanzhou had already let go of his hand.

"Little Bai! Come here!" Sima Feng shouted at him from a distance, holding a lamp.

Chi Yebai shook his head, and turned to face the darkness that was gathering behind him.

He was finally able to see clearly the Wen Xuanzhou in his memory.

The mist seemed to be tangible, stretching out smoke-like hands and feet towards him.Chi Yebai retreated back and forth, holding on to the bookshelf to stand firm.

He couldn't breathe.

Wen Xuanzhou was hidden in the darkness, as if he was the darkness itself.The black mist that couldn't be illuminated by the lights rolled and rolled, he was far taller than Chi Yebai imagined, and his dark head shook with the turbulence of the air, which was also formed by the condensed smoke.A pair of pale hands slowly protruded from the mist. On the left hand was a white jade bracelet with a black thread on it, twisting and twisting like a snake.

He had never seen Wen Xuanzhou before, and he got the impression that this bracelet came from Sima Feng.Chi Yebai stared at the bracelet and took a deep breath.

Wen Xuanzhou's hand turned over and stretched forward, as if trying to grab him.The palms of those pale hands were full of blood, dripping and dripping onto the ground.

"Do you remember?" Wen Xuanzhou's voice came out of the black mist, "You want to find me."

"Little Bai!" Sima Feng shouted behind him.

Chi Yebai suddenly stood in the middle of the aisle, trying to block the approaching black mist inch by inch.

"Sima! Don't come here!"

But the little Sima Feng who wanted to protect him obviously couldn't understand such words.He flicked the lotus lantern to make it shine brightly, and strode towards Chi Yebai.

There was the sound of a very light object falling in the yard.If Chi Yebai was still awake, he would not have missed such a voice.

But at this moment, he was completely trapped in the room created by Wen Xuanzhou and himself, unable to hear any sounds from outside.

Sima Feng, who had just climbed over the wall, lay on the ground for a while in the posture of landing. He didn't hear Chi Yebai's scolding or footsteps, so he patted his knees and stood up.

The rain has completely stopped.It was a cool and comfortable day, and Ah Si had long since fallen asleep, but he was full of worries and couldn't sleep or calm down.

He had no choice but to come to Chi Yebai to talk and take the opportunity to get a second hand.

It is not difficult for him to climb over the wall, and he has already quietly lay down on the wall several times, and under the guidance of Ah Si, he first familiarized himself with the infiltration route.It's just that the moss on the bricks and tiles is very thick, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell without elegance.

Fortunately, Chi Yebai didn't see it.Sima Feng calmed down a little, and carefully walked a few steps towards the house.

He heard the sound of heavy breathing in the room, he couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he called out, "Xiaobai?"

No response.He suddenly became nervous, strode forward, and almost fell when he kicked the stone bench in the courtyard.After opening the door of the room, he immediately heard Chi Yebai's disordered breathing and panting, which seemed to be extremely difficult and painful.He groped and walked over following the sound, only to find that he was sitting on the couch, unresponsive to his approach.Sima Feng touched his shoulder and immediately touched his face.Chi Yebai's face was covered with thick bead of sweat, his eyes were closed, and his lips were tightly pressed.

"Little Bai!" Sima Feng was taken aback.He suddenly understood that Chi Yebai ignored his own advice and sank into memories again.He quickly grabbed Chi Yebai's hand and called him in a low voice as before.

Chi Yebai vaguely heard someone calling him.

It was Sima Feng's voice.

But not the childish voice of a toddler.

As if courage suddenly surged in his heart, he raised his head and stared at the black mist that was approaching in front of him.

"Who are you? You approached me premeditatedly, why? What do you want from me?"

The ignorant black mist could not answer his question, and Wen Xuanzhou in the black mist could only repeat the words "you have to come to me" and "you must remember me" over and over again.

Chi Yebai couldn't find any more information, so he was very anxious.

What frightened him the most was not Wen Xuanzhou himself, but that Wen Xuanzhou could actually appear in his memory.

He couldn't help wondering whether it was a huge mistake to find Wen Xuanzhou when he was suffering from such an overly large memory.

Will such a mistake bring danger to those around him?The existence of Wen Xuanzhou seemed to be a mystery that was getting bigger and bigger, making Chi Yebai at a loss.No matter how superb his memory ability was, he still couldn't penetrate the fog and grab the corner of Wen Xuanzhou's clothes.

Heiwu's claws stretched out longer and longer, Chi Yebai was hesitating, his body shook suddenly - he suddenly opened his eyes.

Sima Feng stood in front of him, letting him press tightly against his chest, pinching his earlobes with both hands.

It hurts.But Chi Yebai didn't know whether it was the pain that pulled him back, or the temperature in Sima Feng's arms woke him up.

He is not sober, he told himself: I am not sober.

Sima Feng heard that his breathing was gradually calming down, and was about to scold him again, when his waist suddenly tightened, and it was Chi Yebai who stretched out his arms to wrap himself around him.

Sima Feng: "...???"

Chi Yebai put his nose close to Sima Feng's clothes, and took a deep breath.The refreshing evening wind, the moist rain, the slippery moss marks, his pulsating and lively organs.He smelled it all and heard it all.

"Has the rain stopped?" He asked in a low voice, rubbing the tip of his nose lightly on Sima Feng's lapel.

"Stop it." Sima Feng stammered, "But the moon, the moon should not have come out. There is still a little rain and flowers."

Chi Yebai raised his head slightly.Sima Feng's eyes were still covered with cloth.He needs to soak in a medicinal bath every day, and he needs to apply sweet and tangy herbs on his eyes.The smell of the herbs is mixed together, so it doesn't smell bad, but even if the herbs are removed, the blindfold cannot be removed for a moment.

He can't see himself now.

Chi Yebai said in his heart.

The room was as dark as ink, except for a residual lamp on the table, shining brightly.

He can't see mine.Chi Yebai heard a voice in his heart say this repeatedly.

Black mist seemed to flow out of his body, and the tall nightmare was watching him in the room.And the child carrying the lotus lantern has grown up and is hugging himself nervously and clumsily.

He pulled Sima Feng's skirt, held his breath, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The reason why Wen Xuanzhou appeared in his memory was that Chi Yebai knew that it was the kindling that the "sir" quietly planted when he taught him how to "make" a room.

But why is there a Sima Feng there?

Not the current Sima Feng, but a very, very small Sima Feng.

He had actually seen that lotus lantern.Before he fell into chaos due to madness, he and Sima Feng bought lanterns at a temple fair.He bought a rabbit, and Sima Feng bought a lotus lantern.Later his rabbit lamp fell on the ground and burned, Sima Feng held his hand, and the two of them walked home slowly with the lotus lantern in hand.

Sima Feng held his hand in the same way when he was blindfolded and refused all external objects.Chi Yebai couldn't see it, but he believed that even if he couldn't see it, Sima Feng would still carry the lamp for him at night.

The road is rough, but the lights are always on.

Chi Yebai understood that Sima Feng, who carried the lamp, put it in the "room" by himself.

He is the source of his sense of security and his subconscious self-protection when he is ignorant.It is a delicate light that he unconsciously reserved for himself in the silence, darkness and complicated memories for the first time in his life.

"Xiaobai..." Sima Feng was taken aback by his actions, and quickly pushed him away.

Chi Yebai's courage has been exhausted in a simple kiss.He bit his lip, thinking that luckily he couldn't see it... If Sima Feng saw his expression at this moment, he might feel murderous.

Sima Feng touched his face, tilted his head and remained silent for a while.

"Have a headache?" Sima Feng asked softly, "I have to scold you again."

Chi Yebai knew what he was going to scold him for.His face was still slightly hot, he pulled Sima Feng's hand away.

"Needless to say, I was wrong."

"Know your mistake, but don't change it, right?"

"Ah."

Sima Feng was a little helpless. "Still uncomfortable? I'll pour you tea."

Chi Yebai found it funny: "Pour tea? Can you see it?"

"I can see it."

Chi Yebai shook his head: "You can't even see me."

Sima Feng pressed his shoulders to prevent him from standing up, and asked again: "Does your head still hurt? Are you awake now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm awake. What's wrong?" Chi Yebai was a little confused.As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Feng lowered his head and pressed his lips to his lips with a smile.

This is a much more intense kiss than before.Sima Feng pinched his chin, making him open his lips and tongue, involuntarily intruding.

Chi Yebai even felt a little pain when his shoulders were squeezed tightly.The pain was not unbearable, but it made him dig some fresh excitement out of the pain.

Swallowing, panting, moaning, he grabbed Sima Feng's skirt, the knuckles of his fingers stuck to his throat, and he could clearly capture every movement of his skin and flesh and blood.But Chi Yebai gradually forgot to distinguish.This kiss was extremely long and short, his whole body was hot, but his hands and feet were cold.They were as eager as if they wanted to absorb all the breath of each other, and it became more and more sloppy in the end, with no rules and no sense of proportion.

When the lips and tongue were separated, Chi Yebai's face was as red as if it had been burned.Sima Feng wiped the liquid off the soft skin for him, lowered her head and kissed the tip of his nose as if she still wanted nothing more.

"Chi Yebai, you are not drunk now." Sima Feng asked in a low voice, "You are sober, right?"

Chi Yebai opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time before making a sound.

"... Aunt Qing will hate me."

"Senior sister will hate me too." Sima Feng leaned against his forehead, every word seemed to come from the depths of his chest, with a trembling smile, "This will offset it, right?"