Can you give me the broken impermanence?

When No.30 ran back to the door of Bicuixuan six times, Shen Lou sat on the ground in despair.

Xie Yu was sitting on the top of a tree, with the night wind blowing through his hair, he looked at the bull-headed doll below jokingly: "I didn't expect you to give up so soon."

Hearing his voice, Shen Lou raised his head and stared at him: "You did it on purpose! Xie Yu, I will never let you go!"

"Maybe I'll do it to you before you do it to me." Xie Yu jumped down from the tree with a gloomy expression, and walked slowly to Shen Lou: "I don't mind carrying more sins on my body, anyway, I don't care about you." Not many."

Shen Lou knew that Xie Yu was not joking, after biting his back molars hard, he asked in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

He waited for a long while but did not see Xie Yu's answer. In the end, he only waited until Xie Yu leaned over to pick him up, and then hung it back on his waist.

"Xie Yu, you have made mistakes in the first place. You will become the extradition of dead souls. You will never be able to enter Youdu. This is your punishment. If you make mistakes again, this time you will definitely be doomed!" Shen Lou said in a deep voice.

Xie Yu lowered his eyelids slightly, blocking the light in his eyes.

What he wants to do is wrong in the eyes of others, such as avenging his sister, and wanting to be with the person he likes forever.

"Thank you, Young Master! It's not good!!"

Si Chen suddenly ran out from Bicuixuan, and shouted in a panic: "Mr. Song became unconscious after drinking a small glass of wine. Now, right now..."

After he finished speaking, he faltered again, and when he saw Xie Yu's eyes flashing displeasure, he hurriedly said: "Anyway, go to the backyard and have a look!"

In the end, he didn't say what happened to Song Qingming, but seeing Si Chen's eagerness, Xie Yu also became anxious, fearing that Song Qingming would be injured, he immediately ran to the backyard.

When they got to the backyard, they saw a group of people gathered together, not to mention the brothers and sisters of the Cheng family, the shopkeeper and cook of Bicuixuan also looked anxious.

As soon as he walked behind them, he heard the cook holding a kitchen knife shout angrily: "Who is Xie Yu?! Call him here!!"

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment, then walked behind the cook and said, "I am Xie Yu."

The cook turned around, pinched his waist with one hand, and held up a kitchen knife in the other and said angrily, "Take this man away quickly, my pigs are almost scared to death by him!"

Xie Yu looked over the cook's shoulder and looked behind him.

In the spacious pigsty, several pigs shivered in the corners, and one was left alone in the middle, not because they didn’t want to hide in the corner, but because a person was entwining it tightly like an octopus. let it escape.

It was none other than Song Qingming.

"Xie Yu! Xie Yu!" Song Qingming lay on the pig's body, holding on to the pig's ears, and murmured beside its ears.

"I'm so annoying! Cheng Zihe always comes to bother me, and Si Chen refuses to tell the truth. I either have nightmares or erotic dreams every night, and now I often hear hallucinations!"

After finishing speaking, Song Qingming burst into tears, which sounded pitiful.

The people around the pigsty were dumbfounded.

Just saying these things is not enough, Song Qingming pulled the pig's ears and continued to complain: "I have endured all this, but I still have my sleeves broken! What should I do?! I have broken my sleeves! I really like Xie Yu now!!" "

All eyes moved to Xie Yu.

Xie Yu didn't change his expression. He had waited for a long time, but Song Qingming never expected to say it in this way.

"I like Xie Yu, but I dare not tell him!! If he doesn't like me, if I tell my heart, will he hate me? Ah! I'm so annoying!!" Song Qingming cried louder, At the same time, it was accompanied by the screams of pigs.

The sound was very ear-piercing, and people who didn't know it probably couldn't tell whether someone was killing pigs or pigs were killing people.

The cook at the side couldn't bear it any longer, held up a kitchen knife and shouted: "Since you don't care about him, then I'm going to get rough!"

Xie Yu hurriedly stopped the cook: "Wait a minute, I will take him away."

After finishing speaking, Xie Yu jumped sideways into the pigsty, walked to the side of Song Qingming who was crying miserably, and called softly: "Qingming."

Song Qingming raised his head that was buried on the pig, and after seeing the people beside him, he sucked at the tip of his red nose: "Xie Yu? Where have you been? I couldn't find you just now..."

Xie Yu knelt down and gently held the hand holding the pig's ear into his palm: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'll take you back."

Song Qingming hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded obediently.

Seeing him nodding, the cook outside the pigsty let out a long sigh of relief.

Xie Yu pulled him up from the pig, and the freed pig ran into the corner like crazy, shivering with his companion.

Song Qingming's feet were shaking, and he couldn't stand still at all. Xie Yu had no choice but to squat down and lift him up, stepping out of the pigpen, ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and leading Song Qingming away from Bicuixuan.

In the deep night, the street was quiet, only Song Qingming's voice could be heard.

"Xie Yu... I'm too poor, and I may not be able to repay the money I owe you. I'll pay you back, okay?"

Xie Yu laughed: "Okay."

Song Qingming: "Agreed so quickly? This is a loss-making business. I have a bad temper, and I have nothing to do except painting."

Xie Yu: "I made it, and I tricked you with some money."

After hearing this, Song Qingming suppressed his voice and laughed. After a while, he seemed to feel that this was not enough, so he blew softly against Xie Yu's ear.

Xie Yu stopped abruptly, her earlobe blushed immediately: "Qingming... what are you doing?"

Song Qingming tilted his head and smiled: "Xie Yu, do you know? Although your face can't blush, your ears are very red."

Xie Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Compared with provocative methods, the drunk Song Qingming was more clever.

He had to speed up his pace and rush to bring him back to the inn. Song Qingming got angry a lot along the way. Either he drew with his fingertips behind his back, or he grabbed his hair and smelled it vigorously, and praised him repeatedly. fragrant.

When he reached the entrance of the inn, Xie Yu tore off the bull head doll on his waist, and then carried Song Qingming inside.

Back in the room, Xie Yu immediately closed the door and put him down, then turned around and pressed him against the door to hug him tightly.

Being hugged like this, Song Qingming began to feel restless, twisting and rubbing against each other, making Xie Yu even more uncomfortable, and said in a suppressed voice: "Don't move around, let me give you a good hug."

Song Qingming really listened to him, but he didn't have much strength, so he handed over all the weight of his body to Xie Yu.

The two leaned against the door and hugged each other tightly.

Xie Yu really wanted to stop this kind of time forever, the person in front of him had him in his heart and belonged to him forever.

After a long time, Song Qingming suddenly asked in a muffled voice: "Xie Yu, can you forget the person in your heart and like me?"

Xie Yu frowned and said, "Are you an idiot?"

He was scolded instead of getting the answer, Song Qingming pushed Xie Yu away, and stood firm against the door behind him: "I'm not stupid, you kneel down and kowtow to me, I'll tell you the nine chapters of arithmetic, look stupid Not stupid!"

Xie Yu laughed: "I don't want to hear you talk about this."

Song Qingming: "Then what do you want to hear?"

Xie Yu: "I want to hear you say that you like me."

Song Qingming paused, then shook his head vigorously: "The person in your heart is not me, so I can't say it."

Xie Yu pulled him into his arms again, and pressed his lips against the skin of his neck and said: "So you are stupid, and you are the one in my heart."

"It's me?" Song Qingming supported his heavy head and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, you ran away before I finished sleeping, I never slept with you except in my dreams!!"

Xie Yu laughed, feeling that Song Qingming was becoming more and more unsteady, so he directly pulled him up on his shoulders, and then took him to the bed to lie down, and helped him cover the quilt.

He was moving when Song Qingming suddenly said very seriously: "Xie Yu."

Xie Yu didn't respond either, but just looked at him strangely.

Song Qingming: "You... go and help me catch an impermanence! Didn't it mean that the underworld is being scrambled by a broken impermanence? You can just catch the broken one... No, we should catch more, Grab a hundred, and I will draw a few more small portraits."

Xie Yu leaned over and approached him: "Qingming, don't be so greedy, you only need me."

Confused, Song Qingming wanted to say enough, but just as his lips opened a little, Xie Yu kissed him.

There was still a faint smell of wine between Song Qingming's lips and teeth, and the drunkenness made his already soft tongue even softer.

In the silence, there is a throbbing that no one listens to.

After a while, Xie Yu let go of him and muttered to himself: "I can't let you touch alcohol anymore, I'm ashamed to bully you once you're drunk..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingming quickly covered his mouth: "Next time, let me bully you."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing him falling asleep, Xie Yu couldn't hide the smile on his face, so he could only hold Song Qingming's hand and kiss him lightly in the palm of his hand.

"Okay, I'm willing to let you bully me."

The headache this time was different from the previous ones, as if his head was filled with mud, groggy and chaotic, Song Qingming tried to move his somewhat stiff hands in a daze, but his fingertips accidentally touched a piece of ice cold.

He groped on it, trying to figure out what it was, but he was suddenly grabbed by a hand after he touched it twice.

Song Qingming slowly opened his eyes and saw who was lying next to him. He couldn't help but sighed softly, then moved his body and slowly approached that person until he was tightly attached to the other person's body.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hand to help him straighten his messy hair, and asked gently: "Did you sleep well?"

"En." Song Qingming responded, then shook his head in a flash, and changed his words: "It's not very good."

Xie Yu smiled, pulled him into his arms, pressed his forehead and said: "You don't know how to drink in the first place, so don't touch it again in the future."

Although Xie Yu's body was cold, it was very comfortable to nest in his arms. Song Qingming sniffed the cold fragrance on his body, and lazily replied: "Why is this dream so ordinary today? temple……"

Xie Yu was taken aback.

It turned out that Song Qingming thought he was dreaming, no wonder he was so bold to get close to him.

Xie Yu smiled secretly, lowered his head and kissed his forehead down, and did not stop until his lips were on the lips. The little coolness that came down along the road fell into Song Qingming's heart and turned into a scalding fire.

It was just such a simple kiss, but Song Qingming felt that it was more beautiful than all the previous dreams.

He put his arms around Xie Yu's waist, looked up into Xie Yu's eyes: "I like this dream very much, if only I could never wake up."

Xie Yu: "It doesn't matter if you wake up, we will be together like this every day from now on."

Song Qingming paused, and frowned slightly: "Is that okay? After I wake up, you won't treat me like this."

Xie Yu sighed helplessly, and hugged him tightly: "Could it be that I was not obvious enough in the past, and you didn't see my intention at all?"

Song Qingming thought it was a dream, and muttered in frustration: "When I didn't like you before, I doubted your intentions for me, but after I fell in love with you, I lost the courage to doubt you. I always feel...you seem to be like this, you are gentle with everyone."

After hearing this, Xie Yu loosened his hands and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you come to the conclusion that I am gentle to everyone?"

Seeing that Xie Yu was suddenly serious, Song Qingming replied in a daze: "You are very good to Lian Zhuningran, and you even saved Si Chen...you are very gentle to everyone, so..."

The more Xie Yuyu heard it, the more annoyed she became.

In the past, he was always straightforward, saying he liked it when he liked it, and kissing him when he wanted to, but in the end he found that this way seemed to make him love more.

So after he came to the world this time, he tried to make Song Qingming fall in love with him first, but he always held back, always took a step back, and guided Song Qingming to come towards him.

But he didn't expect that this would cause Song Qingming to misunderstand that these tenderness did not belong to him alone.

If I knew it would be like this, it should be the same as before. Whether Song Qingming is willing or not, I will give him the most passionate part of myself.

The hand around his waist became tighter and tighter, and in the end it even hurt a little. Song Qingming couldn't help but say: "Xie Yu!"

But Xie Yu said coldly: "Whether it's Lianzhu, Ningran or Sichen, if it wasn't because you cared, I wouldn't even give them a glance. Don't you understand? I'm good to them, but I just want to let them You happy."

Song Qingming stared at him blankly, and after a while, suddenly realized something.

Isn't this a dream?How did he feel the pain? !

He suddenly turned over and sat up, moved to the side of the bed, and said in a panic: "Is this not a dream?!!"

Xie Yu also sat up: "It's not a dream."

Song Qingming immediately blushed from the face to the neck, and his mind began to wake up, a bunch of messy memories flooded up.

【I'm so annoying! 】

[I broke my sleeve!I like Xie Yu so much! 】

【I'll pay myself to you, okay? 】

I said something about digging my toes last night, and now I recall it all! !

Song Qingming pulled off the quilt, covered himself completely, and shrank in a corner.

Xie Yu had gotten into the habit of hiding when he didn't know what to do, so he raised his left hand and grabbed the corner of the quilt: "Qingming, come out."

"I do not want!"

"Hey, I have something to tell you."

"no!"

"why not?"

"...I'm not ready yet."

Xie Yu sighed in a low voice, and finally pulled hard, pulling the person and the quilt into his arms.

Song Qingming originally wanted to use the quilt to protect himself, but now he was trapped instead. The quilt wrapped him up and was hugged tightly by Xie Yu. He was like a silkworm cocoon, he could only move around, and could not escape at all. .

Xie Yu: "Qingming, I like you."

Song Qingming's struggle stopped suddenly.

Xie Yu said it very seriously, not joking, nor comforting. Thinking about it carefully, Xie Yu is not the kind of person who would casually say the word 'like you'.

What does it feel like to be loved by someone you love?

It was as if in a barren and lifeless mountain, a ray of light suddenly shone in, and his tender love was everywhere.

Song Qingming hesitated for a moment before looking at Xie Yu, and said slowly: "I like you too."

There was a smile on the corner of Xie Yu's lips, more tender and tender than before, and then he kissed his lips lightly.

It seems that he has practiced countless times, but he didn't feel uncomfortable being kissed by Xie Yu like this. Breath exchanged, warmth was handed over to ice, and after softening the ice, he got a different kind of warmth from it.

Song Qingming responded to Xie Yu strangely, trying to tell Xie Yu that he was serious and really liked him.

After a while, the two parted with a slight panting, their foreheads pressed against their foreheads, looking at each other tenderly, enjoying this tender moment when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Displeasure flashed across Xie Yu's eyes. Seeing that Song Qingming was going to get up to open the door, he held him down, got off the bed and walked to the door.

As soon as the door was opened, it was the waiter of the inn.

"Guest officer, I just picked up a bull-headed doll in front of the inn. I saw the same one on the guest officer before, so I sent it over."

Xie Yu glanced at the somewhat dirty cow-head doll in his hand, the soles of the feet were scratched somewhere, and a hole was broken, revealing the white cotton.

Thinking about it, Shen Lou should have been trying to escape all night.

Xie Yu took the doll, thanked her lightly, and closed the door.

Song Qingming naturally heard Xiao Er's words, and tilted his head to look at the doll in Xie Yu's hand: "Shen Lou? Did you get rid of him?"

Xie Yu: "It wasn't intentional."

Shen Lou kicked Xie Yu's hand angrily.

Is it not on purpose?Throwing him away was so straightforward last night that he thought Xie Yu was going to let him go!

Just as Xie Yu was about to walk towards Song Qingming, someone knocked on the door behind him again.

One after another, Xie Yu was a little irritable, turned around and opened the door, and there was a man with an unfamiliar face.

The man glanced at the two people in the room, then lowered his head and said: "Master Cheng sent me to deliver a message, and my young master will send someone over to pick up the two benefactors in the morning the next day, and set off to the place where I can see impermanence."

Song Qingming remembered what Cheng Zihe said last night.

This person is really unreliable, Song Qingming said that he found a place where he could see impermanence, most of them didn't believe it, but the people who came did not wait for their response, turned around and left after bowing their hands.

After closing the door again, Xie Yu went back to the bed and sat down, and asked softly: "If you don't want to pay attention to Cheng Zihe, I have a way to drive them away."

Song Qingming frowned and thought, they stayed in Luzhou for a long time, it's not a problem to stay here forever.Although Cheng Zihe was unreliable, they were aimless in the first place, and there was no loss in going to the place Cheng Zihe said.

After a while he said, "Let's go and have a look."

The author has something to say: Song Qingming: No matter what, I can't fly away. In the world of flowers and flowers, it turns out that I am a drunken butterfly.