Bamboo horse is a world-weary male protagonist

In the early summer of May, the air at noon was slightly sultry.

At night, there is a slight chill in the wind.

Shang Xue gave Gu Xi a good meal because of the first thing.

The child was already a little tired of studying because of this incident, but after being reprimanded, he didn't even want to hear the word "Zhuoyulou", so he ran out by himself and hid in the woods quietly.

Now that the night wind was blowing, Gu Xi shrank his shoulders and shivered in the cold.

He looked around, the woods were quiet, the moon was full and the stars were sparse, as if he was the only one in the whole world, the empty and lonely environment eased the pain in his heart a lot.

"Going to school is really annoying," a certain big dumpling, whose figure had already elongated obviously, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, trying to deceive himself and rub himself back to the carefree five-year-old little dumpling running wildly. .

He still remembered that he used to look forward to growing up.

It seems that after growing up, all difficulties will be solved by becoming an adult itself.

But now he found that it didn't seem to be the case.

His troubles are a little more than when he was a child.

How did that happen?

Shouldn't growing up be a very happy and joyful thing?

Gu Xi frowned and sighed deeply.

But just as he sighed, he sucked it back.

Don't be depressed!

Gu Xi, you are the best!

The five years of diligent practice has become a habit of the body. After regaining a good mood, Gu Xi took out "Pokong" from the storage ring, took out a few spear flowers, and practiced marksmanship seriously in the night.

He practiced the previously not-so-proficient move over and over for hundreds of times, until the point of the spear that was stabbed was exactly where it should be stabbed. Then he withdrew his hand from practicing the spear and stood there panting for a few moments. Mouth rough.

He hasn't fully recovered yet, and he's exhausted after doing all this.

But when he thought of facing the white-armored spider, his own powerlessness and weakness, the tip of the spear that was pointing downwards was raised again, took a deep breath, jumped up suddenly, and swung Pokong out in mid-air. A perfect arc like a full moon.

Even when you grow up, you will encounter more difficulties and troubles.

But he still yearns to grow up quickly.

Because he can become stronger when he grows up.

So he can protect his best friend.

Gu Xi's chest heaved violently, her breathing was rapid, her cheeks were light pink, and the long hair hanging around her shoulders was wet with sweat, sticking to her face and neck.

His arms became sore and tired due to the long-term stability, and the shot he stabbed tilted his head, drawing a crooked arc in mid-air.

The child gritted his teeth angrily, clenched Pokong tightly, and swung it up again.

Until the last bit of strength in the body was exhausted, and when I was panting, I felt that my throat was full of fishy smell, and I felt uncomfortable as if I was about to vomit blood.Only then did Gu Xi gasp and put Pokong back into the storage ring, brushed up her messy hair, and walked towards the bedroom.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to take a closer look, and found He Chengyuan who was practicing sword in the distance.

Holding her breath and moving lightly, Gu Xi secretly smiled, and sneaked closer to watch the excitement little by little.

When he ran out of the bedroom, He Chengyuan wanted to follow him, but Gu Xi was really unhappy at that time, and he didn't want to talk to anyone, so he pushed him back.

Unexpectedly, He Chengyuan didn't sleep and came out to practice sword.

The silvery sword tip looks like a living creature, and silvery-white pear blossoms bloom in the dark green forest.

The young man's posture is agile, like a crane with wings spread, the long sword in his hand trembles with his shape, instantly transforming into thousands of sword shadows.

The pear blossoms are raining down, shining like stars.

Leaning over to pant slightly, then looking up, the amber eyes suddenly lit up.

"Beanie!"

"Hey, I was discovered by you," Gu Xi ran over, and stood in front of He Chengyuan, giggling: "Do you want to practice for a while?"

"No." He Chengyuan touched the back of Gu Xi's hand, it was a little cold: "Go back, it's windy at night."

"Well," Gu Xi took the lead, bouncing back.

"He Chengyuan, your swordsmanship is really getting better and better." Gu Xi turned his head, and put his index finger and thumb together, revealing a small gap: "Of course, it's still a little bit worse than mine."

The wind was a bit strong, and Gu Xi's hair was blown to cover his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and put his cold fingers on his hand, He Chengyuan's cold voice whispered into his ears: "I'll help you."

The slender five-finger movements were gently interspersed between the long black hair. He Chengyuan looked at Gu Xi obediently letting him comb his hair, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Doudou."

"Huh?" Gu Xi lost his temper after being called Doudou by He Chengyuan.

Anyway, no matter what he said, He Chengyuan refused to change, he had already given up.

"Do you... believe in fate?" He Chengyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, his pale complexion was bleakly white under the moonlight, his expression seemed helpless, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

They are people in a book.

Later in the story, Qianqingzong will be wiped out by him, and he will also kill Gu Xi with his own hands, and go back to the mountains with Rong Yu.

As soon as he thought of these, He Chengyuan's chest became stagnant, and his thoughts were in a mess.

He didn't know if his efforts could successfully change his fate, his dexterous fingers became clumsy and disobedient due to his turbulent thoughts, and when he pulled his hair with too much force, Gu Xi grinned and screamed for pain.

"He Chengyuan, what's wrong with you?" Gu Xi turned his head and looked over in puzzlement.

He obviously felt that He Chengyuan's state was not right, as if there were many things on his mind that he couldn't express.

Seeing Gu Xi looking up at him, He Chengyuan quickly lowered his eyes in a panic: "It's okay, I'll just ask casually."

These words seemed to be more concealed, the child's curiosity was completely aroused, and he kept asking: "He Chengyuan, tell me, what's the matter?"

"What fate is not fate, He Chengyuan, what exactly are you trying to say?"

After asking for a long time without asking, Gu Xi was a little frustrated, curling her lips in annoyance.

He suddenly remembered the matter of He Chengyuan's inability to urinate before, and asked casually: "By the way, He Chengyuan, did you ask Second Senior Sister about your inability to urinate?"

He felt that this matter was too serious. What if it wasn't resolved as soon as possible?

He Chengyuan's originally full of worry turned into panic and shame in an instant.

His pale cheeks quickly turned red, and he whispered: "Don't ask."

"Ah? You can't ask this? Aren't I worried about you?"

"Hey, anyway, don't ask!"

"Hmph, don't ask if you don't ask, I don't care about listening." The child was a little sullen, pursed his mouth, and let out a heavy breath from his nose.

He felt that He Chengyuan was really weird today, he faltered half of what he said, which was appetizing.

But after thinking about it, He Chengyuan was almost killed by the silk puppet of the white-armored ground spider before, so he must still be very scared now, which is why it is different from usual.

It was he who failed to protect him.

Thinking of the danger that his good friend encountered, Gu Xi felt sad, and grabbed He Chengyuan's hand with his backhand, held it in his palm and pinched it.

The palm held in the palm is cold, like a stone that cannot be warmed.

"He Chengyuan, let's sleep together today," Gu Xi enthusiastically pulled He Chengyuan back, trying to help his good friend soothe his wounded soul in this way.

He Chengyuan's originally drooping head suddenly lifted up, his face flushed: "Huh?"

"Hmm, what?" Gu Xi was amused by He Chengyuan's rare stupid look: "Oh, why are you so stupid? I said let's sleep together today, you stay in my room, don't sleep by yourself."

He was very tired from the gun practice just now, and wanted to go back to rest quickly, so he dragged He Chengyuan all the way to his own bedroom, whether he wanted to or not.

After entering the room, kicking off his shoes, Gu Xi quickly washed himself clean, and slipped into the quilt in no time.

"He Chengyuan—" He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "I'm so sleepy, what are you doing standing on the ground, come and sleep quickly."

He Chengyuan was still standing on the ground blankly, but when he heard Gu Xi say this, his face was so red that he was about to bleed.

He hesitated again and again, and under Gu Xi's constant urging, he finally climbed onto the bed lightly, pulled up the quilt and got in.

Shrinking his body into a small ball, He Chengyuan curled up pitifully on the edge of the bed, almost about to fall.

Seeing him, Gu Xi thought it was funny, and stretched out her hand to pull the person towards her: "What are you doing? What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

He Chengyuan shook his head, pursed his lips, and refused to speak.

He had been trying to resist at first, but after being pulled too many times, his body gradually softened, and he obediently leaned towards Gu Xi.

The two children were lying face to face together, and Gu Xi realized that He Chengyuan's face had many small bruises that did not disappear, and there were also several freshly scabbed wounds on his shoulders that were scratched by something.

It was the wound left by the white-armored ground spider at that time.

Even with the best wound medicine from Qianqingzong, there is no way to heal it quickly, the wound is poisonous.

Gu Xi's nose was sore, she raised her face, and rubbed the tip of He Chengyuan's nose with the tip of her nose.

Like beast cubs snuggling together to keep each other warm in the cold winter, it comes from instinctive intimacy.

He raised his hand to hug He Chengyuan's shoulder, and patted gently: "He Chengyuan, let's go to sleep."

"Well," He Chengyuan responded softly with a nasal voice.

Closing her eyes, Gu Xi tried to fall asleep quickly.

But he was in a coma for two days and one night. Although his body was tired from the practice just now, his mind was not considered tired.

Just when he was about to change his posture again, a pair of cold arms suddenly wrapped around his waist, and tightened with great force, which strangled Gu Xi almost out of breath.

Turning his head to look, He Chengyuan's whole body was stuck to his back, his legs were wrapped around his legs, and he was hugging him tightly.

Gu Xi was uncomfortably strangled, and twisted her body trying to struggle out, but instead, she was hugged even tighter.

"He Chengyuan," Gu Xi put his mouth to He Chengyuan's ear, and whispered, "Let go, I'm going to be strangled to death by you."

The person whose name was called had trembling eyelashes, a |groan|groan| from the side of his nose, and his body suddenly twitched irregularly.

Afterwards, the tense muscles on the legs and arms gradually relaxed, but the hands around Gu Xi's waist remained the same and did not loosen.

"He Chengyuan? He Chengyuan?"

Gu Xi was extremely surprised, he thought that He Chengyuan might have had a nightmare, otherwise how could he be like this?

What is this dream?

Did you dream about the white-armored ground spider again?

Gu Xi stretched out her small hand to pat He Chengyuan's back, trying to help He Chengyuan calm down, but felt that the place where the two of them were close together was cold and wet, as if...

Gu Xi's eyes widened, her mouth shut in shock, her mind was filled with this shocking news.

He Chengyuan——

Urine!bed!La! ! ! !