Xuan and Meng

The photos of Yin Ningdu in the circle of friends and family exploded.After hanging up Shan Qing's phone, Ning Du turned on the flight mode, got off the plane and went directly to China Mobile to change a card.Completely cut off those disturbing information.

People's words are terrifying and enough to kill people.

But he still didn't expect his mother to arrive shortly after the plane landed.

I have been dreaming in a beautiful dream for too long, and I can't hide what is coming.

It's just that reality is sometimes so cruel that it can't be compared with dreams.The storm of life rolled up and caught people off guard.

That was the scariest mother Ning Du had ever seen.Ning Du's mother seemed to be crazy, she slapped Xuan He hard, and then entered the room, before the two of them had time to react, she rushed to the kitchen, picked up a sharp kitchen knife and put it on her soft neck.

Ning Du and Xuan He were shocked, and then their father also rushed in.

The air in the room dropped to the extreme.Ning Du never thought that his mother would force her to die.

Ning Du's mother was hysterical, her eyes were red with tears. "Ning Du, if you don't divorce me right away, I'll die for you!"

This decent, gentle woman.

Ning Du's father also panicked, "Anan, don't be impulsive!"

"Mom!" Ning Du didn't expect to get their blessings, but seeing the scene in front of him and seeing his mother's almost crazy behavior, his heart was completely cold to the bottom of the valley, and he couldn't even fish for it.Kneeling down with a plop, tears also flowed out.

Xuan He was already stupefied with fright, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, unable to even react.

I……

Ning Du's mother was so angry that she lost her mind, her thin body was trembling all over, and the cold blade was unsteady, as if it could cut her throat immediately, Ning Du and Ning's father were terrified.

Why?She was proud of her son for more than 20 years for doing such a thing.He is actually gay!She was pregnant in October, and the son who was brought up a little bit was gay!Fall in love with a man, even marry without telling them!

They hoped that he would find a good girl and give birth to a fat grandson every day.Ning Du is already 27!They are anxious.I don't say anything because I want to give the child his own measure, and he is afraid of putting too much pressure on him.

From childhood to adulthood, Ning Du's parents were fairly open-minded and gave him enough respect.But they really didn't expect that the child who was always sensible and sensible would be so willing to bend this time.

They simply cannot accept the rebellious fact of homosexuality.

"Xuanhe, what exactly do you want? Whether you want a house or money, we will give you both. Please go."

Xuan He's body went limp, and he slumped on the ground powerlessly.Great joy and great sorrow were just a thought away, and he fell from the joyful heaven to the hell, and he couldn't even utter a word.

Ning Du resisted the urge to come forward and hug him, clenched his fists, what should he do.

"Ah Nan, what's the matter? It's just for this bastard! Let's go back and pretend he never was born." Ning Du's father begged.

"Get out of here and go to England for a divorce! Get divorced immediately!! This family will never tolerate him!"

"Dad! Mom!" Ning Du broke down in tears and couldn't even say sorry.He knew that it was useless to say anything now, they couldn't accept it.

They are all lovers, why?He has always been a rational person, but he has always believed that love can transcend all things, all contradictions, all conflicts.

And now, why the simplest love has turned into the sharpest conflict.

Ning Du's tall body knelt in front of his parents, bowed his head and cried speechlessly.

"You..." Ning Du's mother looked at the two children in front of her with almost despairing eyes, her hand could barely hold the knife, a bloodstain was drawn on her neck, and the blood immediately flowed out.

"Aunt!" Ning Du's father roared, watching his wife fall down, his feet almost went limp, and hurried forward to catch her.

The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.The hearts and souls of the three of them twitched violently a few times.

Tears and blood.Tears are the flow of emotion and are transparent.The blood is bright red and hurts people's eyes.

Ning Du's mother's blood stained the front of her clothes and flowed down.shocking.Ning Du's legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

Frantic shouts and footsteps.

It was chaotic for a while.

Xuanhe has lost consciousness, he can't think, his whole body is cold.Watching Ning Du hurriedly stop the bleeding of Ning Du's mother, the two anxiously took the unconscious Ning Du mother to the hospital.

Before leaving, Ning Du hugged him to the sofa, stroked his face with blood-stained hands, and told him tiredly and sadly, "Honey, wait for me to come back."

The door was closed heavily, and they left, but the hustle and bustle never seemed to stop, they still stayed in the house, and there was a puddle of fresh blood in front of the kitchen, giving off a sweet and greasy smell.

In the empty room, the cold air is circulating, and the second hand is ticking.

Xuan He was stunned for a long time before he hugged himself belatedly, curled up into a safe posture, sank on the sofa, and wept silently.

Will auntie die?Is he a sinner?He held Ning Du back and ruined Ning Du's happiness.

In front of life and relatives, why should Ning Du still hold him tightly?

It was midnight when Ning Du came back, the lights were not turned on in the room, but he saw the person on the sofa at a glance, Xuan He seemed to have lost his life, motionless, not even the ups and downs of breathing.

After flying for more than ten hours, I stayed in the hospital for another seven or eight hours.Before he had time to taste the joy of newlyweds, he was overwhelmed by the oppression of his family.Ning Du's exhaustion this time really came from deep in his heart.Even sighing seemed redundant.

He stepped forward and hugged Xuanhe very lightly, like treating some kind of fragile object.Obviously you are innocent, and neither am I.Why?

Xuanhe couldn't feel Ningdu's warmth, he was trapped in his own dream, unable to extricate himself.

In the dream, there are grandma, elder brother Sun, uncle with erbeard who sells tofu, aunts and partners in the street, and the locust tree in front of the house that has accompanied him for 20 years with the fragrance of flowers.

There is a father who has never met, his palm is broad and rough, holding his hand, warm and powerful.

The Mang Mountain standing for thousands of years, the Luohe River flowing, and the empress and history of hundreds of generations.

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, summer is hot and winter is cold, frost and fog are hazy, and geese pass through Nanchuan.

He had so many dreams, it seemed that more than [-] years of his life had been condensed in this big dream.

Why do you need to ask more about floating life, only this floating life is a dream.

So, Ning Du, are you my fantasy.My most beautiful empty dream.

So, don't cry, don't frown, you will still love others as you love me.

The color is like a peach blossom, and its splendor is scorching.Xuanhe seems to have grown again, after half a year of care, his skin is smooth and white, and it will drip when pinched.Eyes rolled, still ignorant of worldly affairs.The body is well-proportioned and slender.Xuan He, who was so peaceful, slept very restlessly.Frowning tightly, he whimpered unconsciously.

Ning Du kept patting his back with his hands, trying to reassure him.But still no use.Xuanhe is deeply trapped in a big dream, unable to extricate himself.

Ning Du suddenly felt something was wrong.He looked intently, Xuanhe seemed to become a little transparent.

Ning Du thought he was wrong, he reached out to touch Xuan He's face, and it was still there.But Xuanhe really began to become transparent.The thin blood vessels and black hair disappeared little by little, and the white face was a little erratic.

Ning Du suddenly felt a strong impact somewhere in his heart.It hurts.

An extremely disturbing premonition.

He grabbed Xuanhe's shoulder and shook, "Xuanhe, wake up."

Xuanhe didn't respond, as if he was dead, no matter how Ning Du shook.

"Xuanhe, Xuanhe!" Ning Du was burning with anxiety, he wanted to know what was going on now.What happened to Xuanhe!

"Xuanhe!" Ning Du yelled like a roar, with tears overflowing from his eyes, he pressed Xuanhe into his arms desperately, "Xuanhe, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Don't leave, okay?"

"Ning Du..." Xuan He finally woke up, he was a little dizzy and his whole body was weak.

Ning Du heard the whisper of the tiny mosquito, and quickly let go of him, "Xuanhe, look at me. Can you see it?"

"Ning Du, you..." Xuan He's eyes widened suddenly, as if struck by lightning.

He reached out and tentatively touched Ning Du's face, it was cold.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

"Why did you fade..."

Is this still a dream?

Ning Du was also stunned when he heard the words, and looked down at himself, it's fine.

"Xuanhe, you say I have become transparent?"

Xuanhe didn't answer, he looked around, the whole room was slowly fading, including Ning Du, as if excluding himself.Looking at it, he seemed to understand something, and a tear slid down the corner of his eye.

"Ning Du..." He seemed to be dumbfounded, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

"Am I leaving?"

"No." Ning Du hugged him violently, "You won't leave."

"Wow~" Xuan He broke down and tugged at the clothes on Ning Du's back, crying loudly.No matter how he got into Ning Du's arms, how he hugged him tightly, Ning Du was still cold.no longer warm.

Even when he is guilty, he is greedy.He is the most greedy person in the world.Greedy for Ning Du's tenderness, greedy for this love.He doesn't want to leave.

What the hell is real, Kamito?Ningdu?

Day and night together day and night, every lingering kiss, tender hug, the most intimate blend.

Is the imprint you left on my body real?

Xuanhe's body turned milky white, and his vision could faintly pass through.

Seeing his nearly lost look, Ning Du felt like he was about to collapse. "Xuanhe... I don't know what's wrong with you. Maybe you will go back to the Great Zhou era, or be sent elsewhere by time. I don't know." Ning Du couldn't help crying, he is an ordinary person, if Xuanhe If he left like this, he might not be able to find him again for the rest of his life.

They have not yet obtained the blessing of their parents, they have just married, and there is still a long way to go before they grow old.I am ready to join hands with him no matter how difficult it is.Why……

And where will Xuanhe go?If you go back, that's fine.What should he do if he goes to an era he has never seen, or a different time and space?Xuanhe is like a piece of white paper in a gear, it will be easily torn to pieces.

Why is this happening all of a sudden?don't want!Ning Du blocked Xuan He's lips, and kissed him fiercely.Cold lips, cold tongue.

"But you can't forget me. I love you, you know?"

Xuan He was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe, he kept shaking his head.

This must be a dream.

Ning Du kissed him, licked him, and told him tenderly: "I will always love you and remember you. I promised you that I am yours. No matter how long it takes, no matter whether you come back or not."

Xuanhe's body became more transparent than before every minute, like a cloud of smoke, which could not be grasped at all.

It was the first time that Ning Du felt that he was really so powerless, there was nothing he could do except hug and kiss him as hard as he could.

Xuan He bit his neck as usual, his lips were cold, but the tears made Ning Du tremble.

In just 10 minutes, there was a long persecution like the end of the world, Xuanhe merged with the air, and at the end, those dark, jewel-like crystal clear eyes stared at him for the last time.Only him, all of him.

"I love you, Ning Du..." He smiled, tearfully, the last smile.It pierced straight into Ning Du's heart.

"I love you! Love you forever! Xuanhe!" Ning Du roared into the cold air like a beast.

The sun is shining brightly in the city of God, bustling with crowds of people pushing and shoving, gray world, dust flying under the feet of carriages and pedestrians.It is like a picture scroll that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

This persecution is unreal.Leave that dazzling, bright era behind.

It seems that this is real, after all, so familiar, enough to be engraved in the depths of memory and carried into the grave.

He stretched out his snow-white hand to hold a handful of empty dust.

This is his world.

That, what is that, that handsome and dignified face, that gentle lover, that love engraved into the bone marrow.

Heart hurts.

He squatted down, staring blankly at the ground under his feet, tears fell, and made dark circles on it.

It turns out that I love it all the time.It's just a Xuanhe dream.