There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Ye Qinghe has a strange habit. He is not as easy to talk at night as he is during the day. Hearing what Zhongya said, Ye Qinghe raised his eyebrows, showing a hostile smile, and said, "Master Zhong should sleep well in the middle of the night. , if you encounter something that shouldn't happen..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his tone was full of threats. Zhong Ya woke up like cold water pouring on him, and stared at Ye Qinghe in a daze.

Ye Qinghe didn't want to waste the good time of the night, so he raised his foot and planned to go out, but Zhongya didn't know whether he just woke up or was just a fool, seeing Ye Qinghe was about to leave, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, Asked: "Where are you going?"

"Where am I going? What do you have to do with me..." Ye Qinghe turned his head impatiently. Before he finished speaking, he felt something slipping from his sleeve. The book that Meng Xiaomiao gave him!

Ye Qinghe hurriedly bent down to pick up the book, but Zhongya moved faster, seeing that he was one step ahead of him, Ye Qinghe had no choice but to yell: "Don't move!"

However, after Zhong Ya picked up the book, he opened the title page of the book without thinking, and the subtle content inside was displayed in front of the two of them.

The atmosphere was very awkward at one time.

Zhong Ya woke up completely about this matter. The naked bodies of the two men on the page directly hit his eyes. Every line was so aggressive. Same as above, can't move it.

But in front of him, Ye Qinghe was annoyed, snatched the book back, stuffed it into his sleeve, and said coldly: "I told you not to move, don't you understand?"

Zhong Ya came back to his senses with a jolt, looked at Ye Qinghe, who was looking unhappy in front of him, retreated a few steps, pointed at him, opened his mouth wide but couldn't say a word.

Ye Qinghe was very impatient in his heart, thinking why he had to share the yard with this idiot, but he couldn't show it, so he turned around and planned to leave like this.

But when they reached the door, Zhong Ya suddenly said: "Do you like men?"

Ye Qinghe's footsteps stopped suddenly, he turned his head and smiled angrily: "What?"

Zhong Ya didn't expect him to admit it so arrogantly, and was so frightened that he took a few steps back again, the blush on his face just faded away, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly: "You, you are against human relations. You will be punished by God!"

"Oh." Ye Qinghe responded indifferently, turned around again, and walked out.

Zhong Ya didn't give up, and still shouted loudly in the room: "It's wrong for you to do this!"

Ye Qinghe didn't bother to listen or explain, until he walked out of the house, he could still hear Zhong Ya's shout from the room: "I'm for your own good!"

For his own good?

Ye Qinghe sneered, this man didn't know what to say, he thought that what he wanted was just a man?

That person is not only a man, but also his...Ye Qinghe thought of this, but his thoughts suddenly stopped. He stood in the courtyard with a face full of horror, unable to believe what he was thinking just now.

He...how could he have such unreasonable thoughts about that person?

Ye Qinghe was disturbed by Zhong Ya's remarks. He couldn't calm down after tidying up for a long time, so he had to go back to the room and lay on the bed tossing and turning. He thought he couldn't fall asleep, but after lying down for a while, unexpectedly Some are sleepy.

Drowsy, he seems to have returned to that night again, Han Shu laying under him, tactfully Cheng Huan... No!wrong!

Ye Qinghe suddenly pulled himself out of the deep and charming dream, he sat up straight at once, clutching his chest and panting heavily.

I don’t know when there was a lot of light outside the window. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and an object fell to the ground with a “slap”. I am not envious of immortals.

The book was open, and the curved curvature of the pages indicated that the book had been left open overnight.

Ye Qinghe couldn't help closing the book, and opened it from the first page. Although the picture of the book was exposed, when he read it carefully, Ye Qinghe was surprised to find that the book still had a plot. The protagonists in the book were a couple. Master and student, at the beginning they had thoughts about each other, but due to the identity of the master and student, they could not tell, so they had to meet in their dreams every night, between the mountains and the bottom of the sea, all the places they could try, there were their lingering figures, and the postures they used were even more special. The poorest Ye Qinghe has seen in his life.

And with the development of the story and the scale getting bigger and bigger, the feelings of the master and the apprentice could not be concealed. Finally one day, the apprentice confessed his love to the master, and the result was that the master readily accepted it, and the two became one, and everyone was happy.

From then on, they turned the clouds and rains openly and aboveboard, and they didn't even need to borrow dreams.

Ye Qinghe fumbled for the final ending, an extremely eclectic book, but the final ending was unexpectedly simple. The master took his apprentice to the cliff where he was accepted as an apprentice back then, and the two sat on the top of the mountain and watched hand in hand. The sun is rising in the east, and under the witness of the emperor and the queen, he made a lifelong promise.

Ye Qinghe looked at it for a while, until Bu Sangyu's voice sounded at the door: "Qinghe, are you up yet? Mr. Xing asked us to go to the school early, there will be an entrance examination today."

Only then did he suddenly wake up, realizing that he had been so deeply influenced by this book.

Outside the door, Bu Sangyu was still waiting, Ye Qinghe got up, glanced at the book, and resolutely grabbed it in his hand, with a little force, the book gradually turned into a pile of powder in Ye Qinghe's palm, until it disappeared completely No, Ye Qinghe finally let go of his palms, tidied up his clothes, and went to the door to open it.

Bu Sangyu was still dressed in black with no expression on his face. Seeing Ye Qinghe come to open the door, he repeated what he said just now.

At this time, Ye Qinghe had already changed into a smiling face, nodded his head, and said with a very easy-going attitude: "I'll go after I change my clothes, you don't have to wait for me."

"Oh." Bu Sangyu nodded, and when he was about to turn around, he glanced at Ye Qinghe again, quickly stepped in front of him, stretched out his hand to straighten the sleeve of his left hand, then heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and left .

Ye Qinghe hadn't reacted yet. It was a long time after Bu Sangyu left that he realized that because he had just woken up, his left sleeve was a little wrinkled. After being stroked by Bu Sangyu like this, his left and right hands were the same.

After Ye Qinghe was stunned for a moment, he suddenly laughed, turned around and went to the house to change his clothes, and then rushed to the morning class.

When they arrived, most of the classmates had already arrived. Ye Qinghe walked to his seat and found that Su Yi had already arrived. After looking up at him, he whispered: "Master Ye, good morning."

"Morning." Ye Qinghe greeted casually, and sat down in his seat. At this moment, Zhong Ya, who was obliquely in front, turned his head and scolded coldly: "Disgusting!"

Ye Qinghe was taken aback, before he could answer, Su Yi frowned and retorted: "Mr. Zhong, Mr. Ye didn't talk to you, why did you slander others for no reason."