Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Qiao Xishui was dizzy and had a dream.

He also had a nightmare before, unable to wake up, top-heavy and unable to move, even unable to open his mouth to speak.And the dreams were all the same, An Xichen, who was still a young man, was dressed in white and asked him for help in the dream.

save what?How to save?

He couldn't speak, couldn't ask, couldn't know.

Qiao Xishui originally thought that being nightmared again by chance this time should be the same scene as before.

But no.The last time the dream was supposed to be on Qingfengmen Mountain, the sky was bright and clear, and the blue sky was like washing.This time, he was in darkness, surrounded by mist, and there was a pungent scent of flowers coming from nowhere.

Qiao Xishui has smelled this smell before.

He had smelled it when he first met An Xichen.At that time, An Xichen held a stick of smoke and puffed out the clouds. The smoke was Huayan, and the choking smell must be the smell of Huayan.

Although it was pungent, Qiao Xishui didn't feel choking, perhaps because he was in a dream.Still the same as last time, Qiao Xishui couldn't move or speak.

After gradually getting used to the darkness, he saw his surroundings clearly.

It's a claustrophobic room.The doors were tightly closed, and because of this, the smoke could not be released, which created a smoky scene in the room.

In the middle of the room sat a man.There was clearly a candlestick in front of him, but he didn't light it.

Holding the pipe in his hand, with his back to Qiao Xishui, he was staring blankly.

After a while, he coughed twice and took a breath of his cigarette.

The man obviously didn't know how to smoke, and after taking a puff, he coughed even worse.He reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and suppressed the discomfort in his throat.

But his breathing trembled, and it sounded like he was crying, but he didn't seem to.

No one spoke, no one made a sound.

Qiao Xishui couldn't even move, so he just looked at the man like that, watching him slump in the smog.

After a while, the man suddenly dropped the wine glass to the ground.The cup shattered into pieces, and the aroma of wine mixed with the scent of flowers and smoke formed an indescribably intoxicating sweet and greasy aroma.

Qiao Xishui was slightly stunned, how could he be impatient when he drank and smoked?

The man didn't seem to be in a hurry, after throwing the wine glass, he sat there in a daze for a while, and then slowly turned around.

When he turned around, Qiao Xishui saw his face clearly.

Peach blossom eyes with slender eyebrows, eye creases and thin lips.

An Xichen.

Qiao Xishui was stunned.

An Xichen turned around and picked up a piece of sharp-edged debris. He squinted his eyes and held it in his hand to look at it.

He suddenly grasped the blade-sharp shard.In an instant, blood flowed down his palm and splashed all over the ground.

Qiao Xishui was startled, and hurriedly tried to stop her.

There is no sound.He couldn't make a sound.

Qiao Xishui watched helplessly as An Xichen let go of his bloody hand, picked up ceramic fragments from his bloody palm with the other hand, and cut them thinly on his wrist. go down.

Qiao Xishui struggled and roared, wanting to move and shout out to stop his lunatic behavior.

But everything he did was silent.

Only the smoke lingers around An Xichen.

"Are you fucking crazy!?!"

Qiao Xishui finally shouted this sentence, and at the same time, a carp sat up very excitedly.

But he was punched severely by An Xichen just now.This time, the wound on the abdomen was pulled, Qiao Xishui took another breath, and said "I'm sorry" in a trembling voice with true feelings, and fell back clutching his stomach with a small wail.

When he fell on the bed, he raised his head aggrieved and found that he had returned to An Xichen's room.

As for how it came back, it doesn't matter that much.

He was not tied up, and when he looked down, several layers of bandages were tied around his stomach.

Qiao Xishui sighed and rubbed her stomach.Fortunately, the original owner is a medicine cultivator with profound skills, who can save his dog's life countless times in water and fire.

Fang Ximing is amazing

This is the kind of beating he suffered, the protagonist is really suffering, thinking that Qiao Xishui, a big man, fainted on the spot after being punched.Fang Ximing didn't know how many punches and beatings he received...

What an admirable lad.

After a while, Qiao Xishui felt much better.Sitting up carefully, the wound didn't hurt so much.

He got out of bed again and walked a few steps in the room, the wound was no longer serious.

Since it was all right, Qiao Xishui simply took off the bandage.He took a few glances out of the window while opening it, it was still dark outside, the cold moon was like a frost hook, and the stars were sporadic.

The room was very quiet, and there was no An Xichen in the bedroom.

Now that Qiao Xishui is back, An Xichen should also be in the house.

are you angry?

Qiao Xishui rubbed her hair, feeling unprecedented pressure.

According to Feng Manlou's character of fearing that the world will not be chaotic, it is estimated that when talking to An Xichen, he added fuel and vinegar, and he must have put in a handful of rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

Qiao Xishui sighed.

This time he felt that he was right.What An Xichen has done in recent days is simply inexplicable, tying him to the bed, insisting on others hating him and so on is simply outrageous.

Be sure to talk to him about life today!

Qiao Xishui was about to do what he said, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to go out to preach to An Xichen.

He wanted to know where An Xichen would be.An Xichen only used three rooms in this huge house.Since there was no movement in the bathroom and no one in the bedroom, it could only be in the study next door.

It must be that he was sullen, unwilling to sleep in a room, and ran to the study to make do with sleep.

After thinking about it, Qiao Xishui couldn't help laughing dryly in his heart.

He and An Xichen are really like a couple who separated because of something big.

As soon as Qiao Xishui stepped out the door, she suddenly heard the sound of a flute.

The sound of the flute is melodious, and the clouds rise and the snow flies.The tune is like weeping and complaining, and if you are at a loss, if someone sings in harmony, it should be a sad tune that makes Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt wet.

The voice came from the study.

Qiao Xishui was so dazed that she forgot to close the bedroom door.Walking to the door of the study next door, gently opened a crack in the door, and glanced inside.

An Xichen turned his back to the door and faced the moon, the window was open, the moonlight splashed all over the ground, and the melodious sound of the flute was soaked in the night wind, spreading far away.

Perhaps it was because the tune was too sad, even An Xichen's back looked a bit bleak.

Qiao Xishui was fascinated and gave up the song. An Xichen put down his flute and said without looking back, "Don't stare at the door."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

Shit, do you have eyes in the back of your head?

Now that he was discovered, he had no reason to continue pretending to be dumb.I had no choice but to open the door in embarrassment, and walked sideways into the study with a haha.Said: "Well... good night, brother?"

An Xichen remained silent.

Qiao Xishui took a squib and stood there for a while, unable to wait for An Xichen's answer.

He twitched the corner of his mouth.He said, "Brother... I think we should have a good talk."

This time, Qiao Xishui really didn't feel that he needed to apologize.

He took the risk to go out for An Xichen, and he took the risk to meet Feng Manlou for An Xichen.In the end, he risked his life to meet Qu Qixiang, but it was for An Xichen.

But not only did he not appreciate it, he punched himself in the end.No matter how you think about it, it's all An Xichen's fault.

He doesn't distinguish between black and white, doesn't ask right from wrong, right or wrong, he's simply making trouble out of no reason, he's out of his mind!

Coupled with all the previous things, even if Qiao Xishui really likes him, it doesn't mean that he is willing to be An Xichen's sandbag.

The more Qiao Xishui thought about it, the more angry she became, she rolled up her sleeves, and decided that she must have a good theory with An Xichen in this regard, and she must not let him continue to be this autistic black lotus anymore!

Just as he was about to educate An Xichen, the other party took the conversation away.

An Xichen was silent for a moment, turned his head to the side, spoke slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to die?"

Just as Qiao Xishui was about to say something, she got stuck, stuck for a long time, and got stuck for a while.

A blank "Huh?".

An Xichen repeated it with a good temper, and said, "I ask you, do you want to die?"

"...Of course you don't want to?" Qiao Xishui said inexplicably, "It's great to be alive, why do you want to die?"

"I don't want you to die either. You don't want to die yourself, so why don't you listen to me?"

When Qiao Xishui heard the words, she was angry, funny and helpless immediately, and said: "You never told me what you want me to do, I don't even know what I want to listen to you?"

"..."

An Xichen was silent for a moment, and seemed to realize that he was being unreasonable and unreasonable, so he lowered his head a little.

Qiao Xishui thought that An Xichen was sad.He has always liked An Xichen since he read this book, and put him on the tip of his heart like a diamond and emerald.Like most people, he also can't see the sadness of the baby on top of his heart.

So he threw all the prepared lectures into the sky and sent them to hell, saying: "It's okay, it's okay! I will definitely listen to you in the future, really!"

An Xichen lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "It's late."

Qiao Xishui thought he was talking angry, waved his hands, and said with a big smile: "Oh, it's not too late, we have a long way to go! The road is still long, don't..."

"I said it was late! It was late!! Do you not understand human language!?"

An Xichen raised his voice all of a sudden, and turned sideways after speaking, with blood in his eyes, he said angrily: "Why do you think I locked you up, I'm afraid Qu Qixiang is still thinking about your life!! I I want you to stay away from him, don’t you understand!? You’re good, the more I hide you, the more I run towards him! Are you afraid that he won’t remember you! Are you in a hurry to die!?”

Qiao Xishui was stunned by his yelling, and before he could finish digesting these words, An Xichen continued to yell: "You care so much about Lin Wuhua's death?! She is very important to you, isn't she! You You can’t let her die even if you risk your life!? You’re so happy to trade your life for her!? I’m protecting you with all my might, do you look at me like a joke!?”

Qiao Xishui: "...I don't have it? I..."

"What are you!!"

An Xichen walked over a few steps, grabbed Qiao Xishui by the collar and dragged him to the wall.

With red eyes, he said in a hoarse voice: "I know best what Qu Qixiang will do! I don't want you to suffer the same thing!"

An Xichen's throat was already ruined by himself, and he used to be angry and dare not speak loudly.Now that I lost control of my emotions, after shouting these things hoarsely, my throat seemed to feel uncomfortable.

He coughed several times, but it didn't get better. Instead, he coughed more and more, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Seeing this, Qiao Xishui became anxious and wanted to help him get a cup of tea to moisten his throat.As soon as he moved, An Xichen reached out and pressed his shoulder.

He was pressed against the wall, and An Xichen coughed for a while before clearing his throat and letting out a long breath.

Although An Xichen seemed to have coughed for a while, his voice improved and he calmed down, but Qiao Xishui was still a little scared in his heart, so he called out tentatively: "Senior brother?"

An Xichen raised his head.The eyes are very red.He looked at Qiao Xishui with flickering eyes, as if something was shining deep in his eyes.

An Xichen's voice became hoarse, and he struggled to squeeze out words from his burning throat.

He said, "...I'm sorry."

After An Xichen finished speaking, he reached out and took Qiao Xishui into his arms.

It was still an embrace with a bloody smell.He has almost no body temperature, and his body is very cold.Qiao Xishui froze for a long time before reaching out and wrapping his arms around him.

Qiao Xishui heard him say again: "I'm really...really..."

what?

An Xichen didn't continue, and Qiao Xishui didn't hear it either.

Qiao Xishui didn't know what he was sorry for.