blue wind

Xanthium knelt down, kneeling in front of the small grave, in a very meticulous posture, straight and upright, with both hands clasped on the knees.

In this way, he looks very well-behaved, very much like those good children who will please the elders and receive more lucky money than others during the Chinese New Year.

The residual heat from the burnt fire was still there, and Cocklebur looked beyond the sacrifices and stared at the mound and stone tablet that straddled the boundary between life and death, silent.

Lang Ling didn't tell him about his background, he had also tacitly agreed that that guy should have lived a life of rich clothes, fine food, and sensuality when he was a child, but now that he had a close contact with the truth, he realized how wrong he was.

Turns out they were all the same person.

The same, people who were abandoned alone in this cruel world.

It's just that Lang Ling is luckier than him, and has a great and strong mother who protects him through the most weak and weak years, until he is able to face all open and dark arrows.

Xan'er could see his admiration and admiration for his mother from all of Lang Ling's reactions, which made him involuntarily want to find some approval here.

He was thinking, and suddenly remembered what he saw and heard the day before, and his heart moved slightly.He also kowtowed respectfully to the tombstone, then got up and disappeared into the forest very quickly.

About half an hour later, he came back with a whole body of grass leaves and a wild goose in his hand.He pushed the sacrifices aside, bent the goose's neck that was still bleeding, and placed it upright on the small table for sacrifices.

He didn't understand those complicated etiquettes, but only vaguely knew that geese were a very important gift when going through the wedding process.He also didn't know that the formal process used live geese, and when he brought them back, the geese had died for a long time.

It's just that he still straightened the goose, very serious, and even bowed down with a little hope in a humble way, with his forehead resting on the dirt, silently chanting in his heart.

please.

please.

He didn't say the whole thing in his heart, but he felt that if there were ghosts and gods in this world, then these existences would definitely know what he wanted to say.

He lay there for a long time, so long that the moisture of the soil soaked the hairline on his forehead, so long that the coldness gradually drove away the warmth on his forehead, so long that it seemed that he was going to kneel there for eternity.

But in the end he still stood up, not because of anything else, but because he wanted to go through this set of procedures in his own heart.

A set of simplified and incomplete processes that cannot be simplified any more.

He straightened his robes in a rare and cautious way, retreated to the place where Langling had been, and imitated the couple he had seen before, cupping his fists and bowing respectfully for the first time.

A worship of heaven and earth.

Thinking in his heart, he adjusted his direction and bowed a second time to the gray tombstone.

Two worship the high hall.

He finally turned to the side where there was no one there, and in a trance, he seemed to feel that the person was standing there looking at him, with a smile on his face, and his pupils were full of reflections of himself.He blinked, concealed all his emotions, bent down cautiously, and bowed for the third time without compromise.

Husband and wife worship.

Li Cheng.

Then it's time to... send it to the bridal chamber.

At this point, it seems that there is no need to stay here anymore.But Cang'er looked at the tombstone intently for a while, then suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed heavily.

"Please...forgive me." He said hoarsely.

Forgive him for trying to steal a little warmth from a mother's dearest son.

……

I'm afraid that person won't come tonight.

Looking at the gloomy weather outside the window, Lang Ling thought.

The illuminated candle flickered in the wind, and piles of files were still placed on the corner of the table, but the person who was supposed to deal with them was tired and closed the window somewhat disgruntled.

It's just that the moment he came back from the back mountain, the dark clouds had already weighed on his head.Thunder rumbled, and the moment he closed the window, heavy rain poured down. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be left with only the sound of the torrential rain.

He sat in the room in a daze, feeling lost and at the same time worried.

How is that person?But there is still a place to hide from the rain?

He lowered his eyes and tapped his fingertips on the table unconsciously.After a moment, he sighed, blew out the candle, and stood up.

At this moment, there was a series of light knocking sounds on the window lattice.

Langling was taken aback for a moment, and then became ecstatic in disbelief.He quickly opened the window, and sure enough, he saw Xanthium standing outside the window.

The guy was wet, and even the tip of his hair was dripping, as if he had swam around in the river before climbing up. It seemed that he was caught off guard by the rain halfway, and came over in the rain.

"Why don't you know to hide from the rain?" Lang Ling looked gentle for a moment.He stretched out his hand, and the cocklebur rolled into the room with his strength, leaving a puddle of water on the floor.

He touched the drenched clothes of Xanthium, and just about to fetch a towel, Xanthium bumped into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rubbed against his neck.

Langling subconsciously tightened her arms and pulled him into her arms: "What's wrong?"

Xanthium shook his head and asked softly, "Your injury..."

"I told you it's a minor injury, and it's all right now." Langling said, "Why don't you take a look for yourself?"

Cocklebur really got a hold of it and poked into the hem of his clothes.Lang Ling didn't hold back, and simply opened half of her arms, allowing the cocklebur to pat and pat his injured flank.

The final result was that Xanthium finally believed that his injury was completely healed, but the clothes of both of them were wet, so they had to go downstairs to take a bath together.

It's just that Lang Ling had a dream in her heart, and the cocklebur deliberately teased her, so she went off after washing.After finally finishing washing and returning to the bedroom, Lang Ling jumped on her, and in a blink of an eye she had already pushed her down on the bed.

Xanthium was prepared a long time ago, and obediently followed the force and fell on the bed. It is not known whether it was intentional or unintentional, and loosened the robe.

His original clothes were soaked and he couldn't wear them any more. Now he was wearing a bathrobe that Lang Ling casually put on for him. The body covered under it was dazzlingly white.His long hair was scattered on the bed, winding like rivers.

And Langling picked up one strand, like a splash of water.

He suddenly remembered the first time, when Chi Sui teased him once and said: "He has no intention of seducing, and you are eager to bite the hook. If he intends to confuse, wouldn't you throw your life in his hands?"

At that time, he simply sneered at this sentence, but now...

He stroked the long hair of cocklebur that was still wet.

Really a prophecy.

At such times, the man always seemed too quiet and submissive, like a beautiful beast with its soft belly turned out unsuspecting, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Langling lightly licked her dry lips, staring at the cocklebur for a moment.

He hadn't seen this person for more than half a month, and suddenly faced with such a temptation, his instincts were already clamoring to devour him in every corner.

But he didn't act immediately.He still remembered the uncharacteristic "throwing into the arms" of Xanthium.

Just how stubborn that guy is and how unwilling to show weakness in front of others, you can understand with a little contact.This was the first time that Xanthium showed a weak posture in front of him, let alone made such a coquettish behavior.

So Lang Ling always wondered where he was being bullied, and came back to complain to him aggrieved, but she didn't know why she didn't say it out loud.

But who in this arena has the ability to bully the "Ghost Bat"?

Langling almost immediately thought of the person on Gu Mo Ridge - "Bone-eating Spider" Hua Yan.

But if it was really that person, all he could do was to comfort him in vain.After all, the life of Xanthium is still in the hands of that person, and he dare not do anything to Gu Mo Ridge in a short time.

But he was eager to understand what happened, so he asked softly: "You don't seem to be very happy today, what happened?"

Xanthium didn't expect Lang Ling to be so sensitive.He was silent for a while, turned his face away, and gave an answer that was beyond Lang Ling's expectations: "Yesterday... I met a wedding."

wedding?

This answer was so beyond Lang Ling's expectation that he couldn't react for a while, and froze in place.

Cocklebur was silent for a while, and then said: "I once killed the groom at a wedding."

Although he didn't know it was a wedding, he just chose what he thought was the right time.

Lang Ling had already investigated his deeds when he became famous as a "ghost bat". Hearing this, her rigid thinking quickly became active, and she quickly found the answer from her memory: "Is that from the Xu family?"

Cocklebur hesitated.He never remembered the names of the people he killed.

"Winter is approaching, in Xiyang." Lang Ling reminded him.

After meeting one by one, Xanthium nodded.

"The Xu family, Xu Jingzhi." Langling sneered, and said as if endorsing, "At the age of 34, the eldest son of the Xu family, he killed his brothers and fellow clansmen in order to become the head of the family. But he died at the hands of the 'Ghost Bat' during the wedding. Before marriage, he had four concubines and two mistresses outside."

He lowered his eyes: "Good kill."

Cocklebur's heart skipped a beat.The bewilderment and uneasiness he had felt later was all smoothed out by Lang Ling's sentence "good kill". At this moment, when he looked at the familiar face at close range, he felt that his heartbeat had a tendency to be uncontrollable.

He wanted to kiss Langling.

He thought so, so he did so, raised his face, and kissed Lang Ling's lips without warning.

Lang Ling's pupils shrank, and she immediately kissed her back.

If you want to say that Xanthium, he should belong to the category of being incomprehensible and insensitive to romance. He should be extremely boring in sex, but the inadvertently revealed charm is so seductive that he can't hang people up or down. Can't stop.

After that, things will happen naturally, a lot of clouds and rains.

When the love was strong, Cocklebur opened his eyes unconsciously, and the long crow-feather-like eyelashes covered the sparkling water.

At this moment, if Lang Ling had the slightest intention to kill him, he would die here.

It's just...unavoidable.

This is a taboo for murderers.

After being exhausted countless times, he was thinking, it's time to end, that person should make a move...

But no.

So there is a little extravagant hope, a little fluke, and a little greed.

Really, just a little bit.

He just... hasn't avoided the thunderstorm under the roof for too long.

He just... hasn't warmed up by the fire in too long.

He just...

just what?

Cocklebur doesn't know.Until the end of everything, when he nestled in Langling's arms, he didn't think about it.

But he thinks it's fine all the time.

Until one day he was buried in the night, his flesh and blood rotted, and his bones bloomed.

Along with his unspoken feelings, no one remembers.

The author has something to say: 80% progress in cocklebur strategy

I am exhausted from writing this chapter, and I always feel that cocklebur is ooc...

Also, every time I post an article, when will the cuties see it? I can click on the latest chapter on my own app, but the clicks are 0 for a long time...