I am neither beautiful nor crazy

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, and responded to the warm lips not far away, with a bit of unscrupulous indulgence.He even wanted to break away from the current situation forever in this intertwined breath, resolutely like a moth to a flame.

The memory after that became unclear, only remembering that the other party responded tirelessly to his almost insatiable exploration.In the end, after an unknown amount of time, I fell asleep in a drowsy state, as if someone had carried me on a horse. I didn't feel the frost and cold outside during the bumps, but felt the tightness of the fur around my body.

In a hazy state of consciousness, he saw himself sitting on the stone steps halfway up the mountain again, the place that had appeared countless times in his dreams.

He was wiping the sword in his hand, and Jiang Yu's somewhat strange face was reflected in the translucent hilt.Even though Jiang Yu dreamed about the previous events again this time as a bystander, he unexpectedly found that he could still feel what the other party was thinking.

He pulled the leather of the sword in his hand into different shapes, but he was very absent-minded, even a little anxious and panicked.

What couldn't be ignored was the stabbing pain in his heart, which became more and more serious with every breath.

Jiang Yu held his breath aside, silently waiting for the next thing to happen.

About half an hour later, Jiang Yu saw a young man in black coming up from the bottom of the mountain.Xiao Xiangling at that time was not much different from his current appearance, but he was a little less deep and steady, and looked silent and impersonal.

He carried the corpses of more than just animals on his shoulders. Blood was stained on his long black clothes, and several spots were dark and damp.

He was walking with his head down, but when he saw the Jiangyu in the distance, he suddenly quickened his pace, and the corners of his eyes were also slightly curved, revealing an unconcealable joy.

Jiang Yu, who was sitting halfway up the mountain, stood up slowly, just as a gust of wind blew over, the corners of his clothes and the tips of his hair rose up, which coincidentally covered the slightly pale color of his lips.

"Why isn't the tide these days hot?" Xiao Xiangling asked while putting the things in his hands aside, but was slightly taken aback when he turned around and saw Jiang Yu's expression.

The other party's state is not the same as usual, but it is still difficult to see through.There is a hint of Mo Oedipus Cong Youyue's eyes in the usually alienated light pupils. His heart beats faster instantly.

The feeling was the same as when I saw him for the first time in the street. Although he was such a cold person, his eyes could easily arouse anger.

He narrowed his eyes, suppressed the strange emotion in his heart, and walked towards the other party calmly.

Jiang Yu is willing to rescue him back, but he doesn't like him. Apart from the necessary conversation, there is not even any unnecessary communication.He is well aware of this.

Jiang Yu's eyes seemed to be nailed on him, from the time he walked halfway up the mountain to the last time he sat in front of the other party, from the tips of his hair to the shoes, as if he wanted to confirm some details.

"Injured?" Jiang Yu stared at a particularly dark wet mark on his shoulder.

"No, no." Xiao Xiangling's voice was suddenly at a loss, and he quickly added, "It's not my blood."

"Yeah." Jiang Yu answered casually, as if it didn't matter what the other party said, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you injured, take off your clothes and let me see."

"What are you doing standing still?"

Only then did Xiao Xiangling regain his senses, and began to untie the belt of his jacket stiffly.Jiang Yu's words didn't sound wrong at first glance, but he always felt that something was vaguely wrong.

But can't tell.

Some blood stained the shoulder muscles through the clothes, and when Jiang Yu wiped the blood away with a clean white cloth, he moved a little unnaturally.

It's not that Jiang Yu has treated his wounds before, but maybe it's because his fingertips are steaming this time, or maybe it's because it's been rainy these days, which makes his body a little damp and greasy. .

"Jiangyu." He whispered unbearably.

"You can talk, don't move around." Jiang Yu pressed his shoulder, blocking his attempt to get up, and the wipe on his hand moved from behind to the collarbone in front.

"……fine."

"Why are you so careless? There are so many small wounds." Jiang Yu said while moving his hands down his chest.At this time, the wet white cloth was already glowing crimson, and the touch also changed from slightly hot to cold.

Xiao Xiangling's muscles gradually tightened, and he tried his best to think about other things, so as not to let his hidden and sensitive thoughts show up, and they were fully exposed in the subtle touch of the other party.

From his angle, he could just see the round and white earlobe of the other party, and the thin nape of the neck exposed because the head was lowered, which made people want to bite on it.

When Jiang Yu finally wiped off the blood on his upper body, he breathed a sigh of relief silently, and turned around to put on his clothes, but he only heard a question from the other party.

Every word of that sentence can be understood, but when connected together, it reminds people of floating stories.

"What do you think about me?"

How do you answer this?

The answer in my heart should be obvious. Jiang Yu is cold and alienated, with an impeccably handsome appearance, kind and tolerant, and rescued them from the fireworks with a kind heart and bravery.

It's the way he likes it.

But can't say it.

Seeing that the other party was stunned for a long time without speaking, Jiang Yu smiled and changed the way of asking, "Then do you like me?"

Xiao Xiangling's heart almost stopped because of this sentence, but at the same time, he clearly knew that the love that two people understand does not mean one person.

Jiang Yu refers to liking, appreciation, impression, and how you see me as a person.

And the liking he refers to is joy, fear, trembling that cannot be expressed in words.

"Of course I like it." Xiao Xiangling replied half-jokingly, "You are the best person."

Jiang Yu stared at each other for a long time, but in the end, he just looked away with a half-smile, and asked casually, "Then if I want to leave here one day, what are your plans?"

"Leave?" Xiao Xiangling raised his head abruptly, "Where are you going?"

"People who have traveled all over the world and are used to living in no fixed place always feel aggrieved by staying in one place." Jiang Yu raised his eyes slightly, as if he could see the distant woods clearly through the clouds, "People always stay in one place." To learn to meet and separate, you must always understand this truth."

Xiao Xiangling was suddenly stunned by this sentence. Zheng didn't even bother to ask "Do you like it?" asked by the other party just now, and asked, "I can also go with you without disturbing you."

Jiang Yu finally turned his head to look at him, his eyes were still cold, like the moon in the water that couldn't be fished out of the pond.

"You always have to know what you want. I promised to keep you before because I was afraid that you would not take care of yourself, but now if you walk out from this uninhabited mountain, you can see the bustling market and those beautiful girls. "

"I don't like girls." He said such a sentence almost subconsciously.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a rare moment, and then the last trace of a gentle smile on his face disappeared, and his voice was slightly serious, "Then what do you like? Besides, you have never really gone out to experience it, so how do you know you don't like it? "

"Didn't you just ask me if I like you?" Xiao Xiangling spoke faster, "I like you."

One second, two seconds, for a long time, the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing through the trees and the muffled sound of water droplets falling on the stones could be heard.

It was so long that Xiao Xiangling had long forgotten the other person's expression and reaction. For a moment, he even wished to go back to the time when he hadn't said this out of impulse.

Jiang Yu laughed very softly, it was clearly a pleasant and low-pitched voice, but it didn't sound like a bad thing

"Many people will misjudge their emotions. A person will like his friends, relatives, beauties, and even strangers he has never met." He said softly, "But among them, the word "like" can really be called "like" feelings, but very little.”

He stared into Xiao Xiangling's eyes, and said word by word, "You said you like me, so do you want to do something with me that only people who like each other will do?"

Xiao Xiangling will never forget the look in the other person's eyes. While gentle and delicate, it is sharp and compelling.The black pupils are moist and pure, as if only the most holy things in the world are worthy of reflecting into those flawless eyes.

He saw the light-colored lips, thin neck, and clean neckline of the other party, but he didn't dare to look down.

It's like facing a god, revering and loving, but can't bear to be stained or touched.

Jiang Yu seemed to have guessed Xiao Xiangling's stupefied expression that was almost static, so he just smiled and looked away, and did not continue the topic.

"Put on your clothes, don't catch cold." He got up, "I'm not feeling well, let's take a rest first."

Jiang Yu opened his eyes suddenly, but felt that his arm was imprisoned, and subconsciously broke free, but a tired whisper came from his ear.

"Don't move, your injury is too serious, just take care of it."

Xiao Xiangling's fingertips caressed his back, bringing the same touch as in the dream.

Jiang Yu took two quick breaths, and almost at that moment, he felt a strong palpitation, the heart almost jumped out of his throat, and his chest was so numb that he lost consciousness.

His body stiffened suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered the time when the dream occurred.

It was the night before he dug his heart out and died.

The sudden agitation suddenly swept through his limbs and bones, and the more obvious stinging pain made him violently break away from the hand that was treating the wound for him, staggered a few steps to stand up, and subconsciously put his right hand towards the wound. waist.

It wasn't until the heat from the two people's close contact on the back was completely blown away by the evening wind that the numbness in the chest was slightly relieved.

In an instant, he understood the conversation of the stranger in the dream persuading him to leave; he understood that in Beijiang before, Shen Chen asked him "know why you died tragically in the previous life"; he understood why his lips were pale in the dream just now, Why would you say such things as leaving?

Some things did not recede because of the passage of time, or the disappearance of memory.

Xiao Xiangling stood where he was, and stretched the soft sword forward, "It was inconvenient to deal with the wound just now, so I untied it. This is the suburbs, not the palace, so there will be no danger."

He added, "If you still want to be quiet, I don't need to disturb you."

"Don't come here yet." Jiang Yu took a step back subconsciously, and replied after calming down, "I... need to be quiet for a while now."