Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

An Xichen has no memory of being hugged in his life.

His mother is a prostitute, and she must keep a distance from him—otherwise the guests will become suspicious and there will be no money.In An Xichen's few memories of his own mother, he couldn't even call his mother.Lin Hongyi has never been able to repay his teacher's kindness for a day, let alone engage in some teacher-student warmth.

Not to mention the people around.Everyone respects him at a respectful distance, passing by in a hurry, unwilling to stop for a moment.

So this is the first time someone has taken the initiative to rush forward and hug him.

An Xichen's mind was in a mess, as if he ran out of ideas for a while, but also seemed to go blank without thinking about anything.

The warm breath of the person holding him sprayed on him, and his arms were like two burning chains. An Xichen felt very hot, so hot that he was at a loss and had nowhere to escape.

For a long time, he didn't know how to put his hands, and he lifted them in mid-air awkwardly.

Qiao Xishui didn't let go until An Xichen's hands were stiff.

He could push it away, but he couldn't push it away—the heart disease that was rooted in his heart since he was a child sprouted out of nowhere, and grew everywhere like a madman, but he could only be extinguished by the fire that locked him in his arms.

One was reluctant to let go, and the other was reluctant to push away, so they remained in a stalemate for a long time.The red candle beside the bed burned a few drops of candle and shed tears. I don't know why she was crying.

I don't know how long it took before Qiao Xishui finally let go of his hands. When he raised his eyes to look at An Xichen, An Xichen realized that his eyes were red.

An Xichen frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Qiao Xishui was silent for a while, then said, "It's okay."

"People who are fine will not hug others with the expression that they are about to cry."

"I didn't cry."

"I know you're not crying, but you look like you're going to cry in a second." After An Xichen finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and sneered, "Did someone from Qingfengmen beat you?"

"……No."

"Fang Ximing scolded you?"

"...I look like that kind of person?"

"Then I really can't figure out why you hugged me as if you were wronged." An Xichen smiled lazily, "I know, you were scared to cry by Qu Qixiang?"

"...Neither."

When An Xichen laughed, Qiao Xishui suddenly felt strange.It seemed that seeing him smile was a long time ago, and there was a sense of isolation as if it had been a lifetime away.

Thinking about it carefully, since this martial arts performance, An Xichen has rarely laughed, no matter whether it was meeting him in the inn for the first time, going out to release the Kongming lanterns, or even fleeing all the way to the cave.Like it's real when he's not smiling—

The inadvertent indifference and sadness between the eyebrows and eyes is real, and the lazy hostility in the eyebrows and eyes when he smiles is a bit fake.

"An Xichen." Qiao Xishui said, "I heard that Lin Hongyi used to think highly of you."

Hearing the word Lin Hongyi, the smile froze on his face.

Qiao Xishui pursed her lips, and continued: "He used to read the scriptures to you every day, and others didn't understand."

The smile on An Xichen's face gradually dissipated.

"... These are all my guesses." Qiao Xishui had a panoramic view of the changes in An Xichen's expression, but they were all expected, so he bit the bullet and continued, "Lin Hongyi is your master, don't you Maybe you deceived your master and exterminated your ancestors for no reason. Could it be that those scriptures have something to do with the words on your body..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, without him, An Xichen's expression gradually distorted.He could no longer find a trace of a smile on his face, nor even the indifference and sadness when he was not smiling at all, all he could find was a murderous look.

He had never seen An Xichen like this.

Even though he strangled him the first time he met him, An Xichen still had a smile on his face.Although the smile was creepy, there was at least a hint of human touch.It can make people feel that this person is alive and has his own emotions.

But not now.

There was only boiling murderous intent in his eyes, and his eyes turned red as he thought of something.Looking numb, breathing rapidly and trembling, he suddenly staggered a step forward.

Qiao Xishui boldly called out in a low voice, "Brother...?"

An Xichen suddenly laughed again, and the laughter became hoarse.

just laugh at this time

Scarier than ever before, Qiao Xishui's scalp tingled for a while, swallowed, and couldn't help taking a step back.

It's better if he doesn't give it back. Taking this step back somehow touched An Xichen's back scale.

An Xichen's smile disappeared again, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you backing away?"

"..." Qiao Xishui couldn't help but took a step back, "I don't think men and women can bear kissing..."

An Xichen suddenly took a big step forward and reached out to hold his throat.Qiao Xishui's throat tightened, and all the unfinished words were squeezed back into her throat.

Hold the grass! ?

Before Qiao Xishui could react, she was dragged by her throat and turned around and hit the wall.

It was really a bump, with a muffled bang, which made the back of my head painful and dizzy.

But An Xichen didn't allow him to faint.

He pinched Qiao Xishui's neck, and his hands became more and more forceful, so that Qiao Xishui almost suffocated to death.

When Qiao Xishui was having difficulty breathing, she saw herself reflected in An Xichen's blood-red eyes.

I also heard him shouting in my ear.

Shouted hoarsely.

He shouted: "I knew you were leaving!!"

"No one will stay at all!!! You are afraid of me, and you want me to die too!!"

"I know I'm damned!! I know!! I'm dirty! I'm cheap! Then I must be guilty!?"

"Then do I have to be crazy!?"

Qiao Xishui coughed almost to the point of tears. He grabbed An Xichen's wrist, but he couldn't shake him a bit.

He felt that he was almost dying.

An Xichen suddenly pressed against his forehead, and his blood red eyes were very close to him.

The bloody depths are the abyss.

He heard An Xichen's hoarse voice.

"Everybody wants me to be crazy...and I'm going to be crazy. How nice, no one wants to make me feel better anyway!"

"No one pays attention to me at all! No one will come...for a year!"

"I asked for help, they said I was crazy! They only saw that I was crazy, who pity me, I'm going to die!?"

Qiao Xishui's eyes suddenly went dark, and she became dizzy.

Suddenly, fireworks burst out outside, and with a bang, the sky exploded.

Perhaps it was the loud noise that broke An Xichen out of his thinking and crawled out of the nightmare past.In short, he finally regained his sanity, and when he saw that Qiao Xishui had lost all color in front of him, he immediately panicked and let go of his hand.

Qiao Xishui didn't have any strength left. After being released, she didn't even have the strength to breathe. She slid down slowly with her back against the wall. She couldn't open her eyes, and there was a roaring sound in her ears. Some couldn't hear it clearly, but she still heard the sound , it seemed that An Xichen knelt down with a plop.

Qiao Xishui suddenly wanted to laugh.He didn't even dare to think that An Xichen would kneel down for him one day.

Qiao Xishui's headache was about to split, but she still managed to sit upright, rubbed her temples, and called out, "...An Xichen."

"Today they told me... Lin Hongyi once said that your parents are demon cultivators."

"I thought about it...everyone said that about you, and you wanted to explain a few words, but no one listened...I will be wronged for you. I know your parents, a prostitute, a businessman...are not good people, but they are also like demons. Eight poles can't hit..."

"...I was really wronged today." He said, "...I was wronged for you."

"You don't deserve to die, you shouldn't be crazy. I won't go...unless you push me away. No one pays attention to you, I will pay attention to you, no one loves you, I come to love you, no one treats you well, I'm here to treat you..."

"...An Xichen, I will accompany you until all the dust settles... okay?"

"...Let me go with you," he said, "I will never hate you...I promise."

Qiao Xishui finally heard An Xichen speak—even though he was still hoarse.

He said, "...I hurt you."

Qiao Xishui smiled, and he said, "Wild cats... If you accidentally provoke your hair when you get close, you will always be scratched a few times."

"If the wild cat rubs against me... maybe I won't be in pain."

Wildcat seemed to hesitate for a moment.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally stretched out his hands and hugged Qiao Xishui into his arms.

It's not really a nice hug.His hands were stiff, he didn't dare to use force, he could only circle them.There was another bloody smell in his bosom, which was so sweet and fishy.

Qiao Xishui coughed a few times in his arms.The nerves that had been tensed for a long time relaxed, and could no longer hold on, and fell asleep in his arms drowsily.

The second day of martial arts performance ended with the sweet and bloody smell lingering in the nasal cavity.

The next day, Qiao Xishui didn't wake up until it was three poles high.

When I woke up my head still hurt like it was going to split.

The room was extremely quiet, and there was no movement outside.It is estimated that it is still the same, and they all rushed to the martial arts arena.

He lay for a while, unable to sleep.I had no choice but to sit up, stepped on my shoes and got out of bed, and was about to make a cup of hot tea, when I saw a cup of tea steaming in the cup on the table, with a talisman pressed on it.

He picked up the teacup and saw that the talisman underneath was black.And what is drawn on it is the spell that halves the power of spells.

He took a closer look and found that another talisman was stuck to that talisman.

He put down the steaming tea, and tore apart the two talismans—the one below was an open fire talisman.

Oh.

Halve the power of the fire talisman, use it for hot tea?

Is yours surnamed Ann?

The corners of Qiao Xishui's mouth twitched, feeling agitated.

He picked up the hot tea and sipped it one at a time. Seeing that there was still a note on the table, he picked it up and looked at it again.

Every stroke of the words on the paper is full of sharpness, and it looks like it was written by An Xichen.

"Return around midnight at night, the tea is specially found for you to cure your sore throat and headache, I drink it all before I go back, there should be no leftovers.

If there is any remaining, the head will be unscrewed for you. "

The words "I'll unscrew the head for you" were so fierce that they pierced through the back of the paper, and the murderous look came out from the paper and was engraved in Qiao Xishui's eyes.

...Student An Xichen, what's the matter with you.

A few days ago, I ignored my answers, went out early and returned late, but now I disagree with you and make me tea, why the fuck is it the same as raising a concubine?

We are brothers, brothers!thank you!Not a lover!Men and women can't accept kissing! !

Isn't it time to write something like "If there is any surplus, I will be unhappy"?

The front was so warm, but at the end the mother said, "Unscrew your head off"! ?Can you speak? ?

Qiao Xishui glanced at the teapot and silently lifted the lid.

A gust of hot steam came out, sprayed Qiao Xi's face with water, and then leaned over to check the contents, it was really a full pot.

Qiao Xishui's face darkened.

How many fucking trips to the toilet did this have to do! ?