Can you give me the broken impermanence?

"finally found you……"

In a daze, a cold hand caressed Song Qingming's cheek, and a deep voice came near and far away in his ear.

Song Qingming felt like he was floating on the surface of the sea, floating, ups and downs, the sea was cold, his teeth were chattering from the cold, and he wanted to find a source of warmth to warm himself.

"Qingming, come closer to me..."

The voice sounded again, speaking with a taste of temptation.

He wanted to resist, but couldn't bear the temptation, looking for the source of the voice.

It seemed that just being close to that person would warm his body.

Song Qingming frowned uncomfortably, and muttered: "Who are you... who are you..."

"What so and so! I, Shopkeeper Qi!"

Different from the deep and magnetic voice in the dream, a rough middle-aged man's voice suddenly exploded in his ears.

Song Qingming opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the serious and old-fashioned face of the shopkeeper of the academy.

"Ah!!" Seeing this face suddenly, Song Qingming was startled, and sat up screaming.

Shopkeeper Qi was also taken aback by him, shrank back, patted his heart and said, "Why are you so surprised?! You scared me to death!"

Song Qingming looked around blankly, it wasn't an academy, someone was grinding medicinal herbs not far away, and one could smell a faint bitterness after sniffing.

He is very familiar with this smell.

"This... is the medical center?"

Shopkeeper Qi lifted up his robe, sat down on the chair with his slightly rich ass, and said lazily: "Yeah, I asked you to draw a secret play picture, but I didn't let you risk your life? You are good, you are sleepless You said that if you died of exhaustion on a pile of secret play pictures, people who don’t know would think you died of excessive indulgence if you saw it, so it’s not shameful!”

"I……"

I wanted to explain, but then I felt that it was too troublesome to explain what happened last night. Song Qingming swallowed the explanation and asked, "You sent me here, the shopkeeper?"

Shopkeeper Qi shook his head: "When I send you here, you will be cold. It was a young man in black who brought you here. When I went to the academy this morning, that young man was standing at the gate of the academy. Please come here." I will take care of you... do you know that person?"

Song Qingming thought of Xie Yu's face.

When he is not smiling, he is lonely and indifferent, when he is smiling, there are ripples in his eyes, and he never hides his gaze, full of blatant greed.

Thinking of this, Song Qingming quickly brushed that person's face away from his mind, and replied in a deep voice, "I don't know him."

"I don't know you? That's really a kind young man. If I don't know you, I will send you to the hospital to take care of you all night."

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, Song Qingming's face was wrinkled together.

"Why is he...cough cough..."

Thinking that it was Xie Yu who took care of him, he felt a fire in his heart, and coughed violently in anxiety.

He doesn't like to owe others.

Shopkeeper Qi shook his head helplessly, stood up and helped him calm down, and said, "I don't care if you are familiar with each other. You haven't explained to me what happened last night. I don't seem to have any grudges against you, do you? Smash my academy? The windows are all broken!"

Song Qingming lowered his eyes to hide the grievance in his eyes, and finally did not say the cause and effect, but just sighed and said: "I will draw more secret drama pictures as compensation."

The shopkeeper snorted: "The young man in black has already lost all his compensation. The window was repaired and the house was cleaned up. It's your turn."

Song Qingming frowned and raised his head: "Who told him to do this again? I don't need it."

Shopkeeper Qi raised his hand and slapped him on the back: "Should I say something like this now? If you draw a few more pictures, it's not enough to compensate me. You shouldn't thank me for helping you?!"

Song Qingming coughed again after being slapped by him, covered the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, thought for a while and said, "He should pay for it, he is half responsible for what happened last night."

Seeing his serious face, Shopkeeper Qi shook his head helplessly, thinking that this kid is really hard to get along with.

The person is already awake, so there is no need to stay in the hospital. When they were about to leave, the old doctor repeatedly told Song Qingming that he had serious old diseases and should not catch cold, and he should be more careful on weekdays.

It was not the first time Song Qingming heard this. He knew what was going on with him, and he didn't take it to heart after hearing it.

When he was about to leave, he found a month-long white sachet around his waist.

Song Qingming never carried such a thing as a sachet, and suddenly there was an extra one on his body, which seemed very abrupt.

He took it off and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, the fragrance was quiet and cold.

Song Qingming frowned, this cold fragrance was exactly the same as Xie Yu's, but there was a faint smell of blood mixed in it.

Is it Xie Yu's?

This man is really shameless, even though he has no habit of cutting off his sleeves, Xie Yu dares to give a sachet? !

Song Qingming thought angrily, put the sachet into his bosom, and planned to return Xie Yu viciously when he saw Xie Yu again!

After leaving the medical center, shopkeeper Qi said that there was something wrong at home, so he would not go back to the academy, and repeatedly ordered Song Qingming to rest today and copy tomorrow.

Song Qingming was anxious to leave this place and go to the next place where he might see the ghost of impermanence as soon as possible, but he also knew that shopkeeper Qi had good intentions and was afraid that he would be a big trouble if he died in the academy.

After nodding in response, he walked towards the academy alone.

When he was dozens of steps away from the academy, he saw a tall figure standing in front of the academy door holding a white oil-paper umbrella.

Xie Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the shadow of the umbrella under his feet. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression looked a little gloomy.

As if sensing Song Qingming's gaze, Xie Yu raised his eyelids to look at him, and then his gloomy eyes lit up.

"Qingming."

Xie Yu's voice gradually overlapped with the voice calling him in the dream, causing Song Qingming to be stunned for a while, and it took him a while to recover, and he walked towards Xie Yu with a serious face.

Seeing him approaching, Xie Yu's eyes became softer: "Are you feeling better?"

"Better, thank you!"

The words were words of thanks, but the tone was not friendly at all.

Song Qingming asked coldly: "Brother Xie, do we know each other well?"

Xie Yu's expression froze for a moment, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he replied lightly, "I'm not familiar with you."

Song Qingming: "Since I'm not familiar with you, why did you insist on compensating for my loss last time at the inn and this time at the academy?"

Xie Yu said with a smile: "I'm panicking with too much money, can't I?"

Song Qingming choked on his words for a while.

Damn rich kid! !

"Okay! You can spend your money as you like, I don't care, but I made it clear last night, please don't make plans on me."

After listening to him, the smile in Xie Yu's eyes deepened: "Do you know what I'm planning on you?"

"You..." Song Qingming opened his mouth to talk to you for a long time, and finally took out the sachet in his arms angrily, and stuffed it into Xie Yu's arms: "I already gave you the sachet, it must not be a good idea!"

After finishing speaking, Song Qingming pushed open the door of the academy and walked in, ignoring Xie Yu.

Xie Yu also came in on the back foot, put away the umbrella and stood aside, and walked to him with the moon-white sachet: "Put it away, those two ghosts did not lose the yang energy on you last night, this sachet It will do you no harm."

Song Qingming's hand paused imperceptibly.

So he misunderstood the meaning of the sachet?

Even giving the sachet is for his own good. How can there be unconditional good in this world?What exactly does this man want from him?

When he was thinking wildly, Xie Yu suddenly leaned over and approached him.

"Don't think so much, I won't hurt you, I just don't want you to get hurt."

Xie Yu was very close, Song Qingming sat on the chair and looked up at him, his eyes were occupied by his serious face at the moment.

When Song Qingming came back to his senses, the sachet had already returned to him.

Xie Yu turned around, looking as if he was about to leave.

Song Qingming stared blankly at the sachet in his hand, then suddenly recovered and called him to stop.

"Xie Yu!"

Hearing Song Qingming calling his name, Xie Yu stopped in his tracks, secretly curled the corner of his lower lip, and when he looked at Song Qingming, he had an innocent expression: "What's wrong?"

"you you……"

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu's face, and remembered the voice calling him in the dream. His face felt a little hot for no reason, and he squeezed out the words from his throat after a while: "Aren't you good at catching ghosts? Teach me how to catch ghosts." A way to defend yourself!"

Hearing what he said, Xie Yu's expression sank slightly: "What do you want to catch ghosts and defend yourself?"

"Of course it's for self-defense! I want to go to hell!"

"Oh?" Xie Yu seemed to be interested, but the answer he gave was not what Song Qingming wanted: "Ghost hunting can't be learned in a day or two, but I can write you a few spells, but it's not easy It can only meet temporary needs, and if you encounter something as vicious as the impermanent ghost, the spell may not be effective."

Song Qingming lowered his gaze in annoyance, disappointed by the answer.

Seeing his frowning and troubled appearance, Xie Yu said slowly: "But I have a way..."

Song Qingming was eager for a moment, and blurted out, "What way?"

Xie Yu: "I am a rootless duckweed, wandering around the world with nowhere to go. I would stop wherever I go, and catch evil spirits whenever I encounter them. If you want to see ghosts, why not walk with us? It will help you, and you will also be able to go with me." Don't delay me."

That's right, it's better to bring an expert than a spell!

Then Song Qingming shook his head again and again, no!Xie Yu is a strange person, and he seems to have ulterior motives towards him, so the two of them may not feel at ease walking together!

"Don't worry, I will only protect you, not hurt you." Xie Yu said with a light smile.

The current Xie Yu completely lost the vicious look he had when he was fighting with Ghost Grandma last night.

Song Qingming was very conflicted, on the one hand, it was the peace of mind brought by Xie Yu, and on the other hand, it was the uneasiness brought by Xie Yu.

Now let him weigh his heart, whether he sees impermanence or is afraid of Xie Yu.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Xie Yu didn't urge him, turned around and picked up the umbrella and said softly: "The incident last night was too noisy, I can't stay in Su Town for too long, you have three days to think about it, if you want after three days, We'll leave together."

After speaking, he walked out of the academy and left with an umbrella.

Song Qingming watched him walk into the busy street, his cold figure was incompatible with other people.

Xie Yu said that he is a rootless duckweed with nowhere to rely on.

Song Qingming looked away and smiled wryly.

It's as if no one is...

Three days later, Song Qingming handed over all the copied paintings to shopkeeper Qi, and got a tael of silver as he wished. Thinking that he was serious, shopkeeper Qi added an extra one hundred copper coins.

As if he knew when he would leave, Song Qingming saw Xie Yu standing on the street holding an umbrella as soon as he walked out of the academy.

White umbrella and black clothes, completely different from the people around him, Xie Yu is like a ghost, strayed into the world.

"Have you figured it out?" Xie Yu walked in front of him, moved the umbrella over Song Qingming's body, and covered him together under the shade of the umbrella.

Song Qingming looked away expressionlessly.

After all, many worries are not worth his obsession.

After a long while Song Qingming said in a deep voice: "I really need your skills, but we have to agree in advance, first, don't make any unscrupulous ideas about me, and second, I don't like to owe others favors. You have to figure everything out, if you help me, I will find a way to repay you."

Xie Yu replied with a smile: "Okay."

After explaining these two things, Song Qingming breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you have a place you want to go?"

Xie Yu: "No, I will follow wherever you are going."

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly.

Apart from talking about this person, he is indeed a good talker.

"A few days ago, the shopkeeper of the inn said that there was a beggar village outside Su Town that was haunted. I want to go there and have a look."

"it is good."

Song Qingming stopped talking, and strode forward with his bags on his back.

Looking at his back, Xie Yu did not rush to follow, the smile on his face turned cold.

"It's okay, the future will last forever..."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Xie Yu: I have money, but I am very lonely. Only by throwing money into the river can the loneliness be relieved.

Song Qingming: (▼皮▼#) Damn it!Give me your money, and I'll help you relieve your loneliness! !

Xie Yu: ...that's what you said.