Can you give me the broken impermanence?

In the gap, the eyes were moving back and forth from side to side.

Song Qingming looked at the green light, and subconsciously held his breath, not daring to take a breath.

For a moment, those eyes met him suddenly.

Song Qingming's heart skipped a beat, and just as he thought it was over, he heard the gap close with a 'bang', and the terrifying nursery rhyme drifted away slowly outside.

After a long while, the little boy's Nuo Nuo voice sounded in the darkness: "As long as there is no sound, they will leave."

Song Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

"A little ghost, don't be afraid." Xie Yu comforted him softly in front of him.

Song Qingming couldn't see Xie Yu's expression clearly at this moment, but because of his gentle and comforting tone, his heart moved slightly.

But Song Qingming regained his composure in an instant, ignored Xie Yu's words, and turned his face coldly.

The child groped towards the door in the dark, and when he was almost in front of the cellar door, there was another sound from outside.

This time it wasn't a nursery rhyme, but a woman's cry.

"Hu Aman! Get out of here!!"

Xie Yu caught a glimpse of the child trembling, grabbing the dirty clothes with both hands, hesitating in the dark, after a long time, the child said: "I'm going home, you guys hide for a while, when there is no sound outside, Just leave now."

After speaking, he groped for the wooden door of the cellar, pushed it hard, and got out.

Song Qingming looked in the direction of the door silently.

Even a child is stronger than him.

"The ghost is gone?" Song Qingming asked in a low voice.

Xie Yu replied, "Let's go."

Song Qingming was puzzled: "Then why did he let us hide?"

Xie Yu was silent for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Probably there are things more terrifying than ghosts."

Because of his words, Song Qingming was inexplicably nervous: "What is more terrifying than ghosts...?"

The person in front of him approached him.

Although Song Qingming couldn't see Xie Yu's face, he could feel his breath and the faint cold fragrance on his body.

They were very close at this moment, and the sound of cloth rubbing against each other was very clear in the darkness.

Xie Yu suppressed his voice, and said next to his ear: "The ghost of impermanence is more terrifying than ghosts."

Song Qingming shivered instinctively.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Xie Yu's chuckle.

"Qingming, you are so afraid, why do you have to see a ghost?"

Realizing that Xie Yu was teasing him, Song Qingming got a little angry, and stretched out his hand to push Xie Yu: "Who said I'm afraid? What I want to see is the ghost of impermanence, what's so scary."

Seeing Song Qingming groping forward in the darkness, the smile on Xie Yu's lips faded a little: "Why do you want to see impermanence?"

Song Qingming replied casually: "There is a reason."

He refused to go into details, for fear that Xie Yu would laugh at him.

Finally, he touched the upper wooden door along the wall, and before Song Qingming could exert any force, the door opened by itself.

Before Song Qingming realized what was going on, Xie Yu had already stepped forward, pulled him behind him, frowned and looked at the top of the cellar.

A middle-aged woman with dark complexion, disheveled hair, and wearing rough linen clothes stood above the cellar. The eyeball on the right side was gray and white. When the left eye scanned the cellar, the right eye hardly moved.

"Who are you?" The woman asked in a bad tone.

Song Qingming stood behind Xie Yu, poked his head out from Xie Yu's arm and looked over, and saw a small figure hiding behind the woman, it was the little boy who had just left.

"Child, why are you back?" Song Qingming asked with a blink of an eye.

The woman also looked down at the little boy, and asked in a deep voice, "Hu Aman, did you bring them here?"

It turned out that the child was named Hu Aman.

Hu Aman glanced nervously at Song Qingming and the others, then looked at the woman and shook his head vigorously: "No, it's not me, it's them..."

The woman narrowed her eyes suspiciously, as if she didn't believe Hu Aman's words.

Hu Aman lowered his head, not daring to look at her again.

After a while, the woman looked at Song Qingming and the others again: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Song Qingming stood up, cupped his hands politely and said, "We passed by this place and heard that it is haunted, so we came to take a look."

"What's so good about being haunted? I'm sick." The woman said angrily.

Seeing that she was rude, Song Qingming didn't bother to be polite, and shook his sleeves and said, "There is really nothing to see, we are leaving."

The ghosts here are not impermanent, so there is no need to stay.

The woman's eyes slowly moved from Song Qingming to Xie Yu, and after looking up and down, her face suddenly softened.

"It's not easy to walk here at night, stay here for one night, and leave tomorrow."

He didn't have a good face just now, but now he suddenly became polite. This person is really uncertain.

Song Qingming crawled out of the cellar with murmurs in his heart, and Xie Yu climbed up after him.

After standing still, Song Qingming realized that Hu Aman was looking at him timidly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

He was surprised for a while, wondering what the child dared not say.

There is still a heavy fog outside the house, and there is no way to go to the village or shop behind, so it will be really troublesome to insist on leaving the village at this time.

He looked at Xie Yu: "Shall we stay here tonight?"

Xie Yu looked obedient and obedient: "I listen to you."

Song Qingming looked at the woman. After all, she had to trouble her, so she resumed her polite tone: "Then I'll take care of you."

The woman nodded indifferently, turned and walked out of the thatched hut.

They followed the woman at a distance of two steps, and Aman walked beside them.

Song Qingming lowered his voice and asked, "Who is she to you?"

Aman opened his mouth, looked forward and closed his mouth hastily, lowered his head and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The child seemed to be afraid of something.

Song Qingming was puzzled, looked up and found that the woman was looking at them coldly.

Half of that face was covered by shadows, and it was especially scary to look at it suddenly.

Aman glanced at the woman's face, and said softly: "She is my mother."

"Your mother is really scary!" Song Qingming bent down and said quickly in Aman's ear, then straightened up and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Hu Aman's mother brought them to a bright thatched hut.

Sitting in the room was a skinny man with sunken eye sockets. If it wasn't for the man's ability to move, Song Qingming would have thought that the man sitting in the room was a mummified corpse.

Aman said from the side: "That's my father."

Aman's mother shouted from the window: "These two are passing guests. It's foggy tonight and it's hard to walk. I'll let them stay with us overnight."

The man looked over, with a stiff smile on his dry face: "Okay."

Obviously they are real people, but Song Qingming always feels that there is something wrong with Aman's parents.

The woman placed them in two other broken thatched huts, left two candles and left.

The roof is leaking, and the house is full of dust, and any movement can cause waves, choking people to tears.

Song Qingming was fine, he could sleep in a place more difficult than this, but he was afraid that Xie Yujingui's body would not be able to bear it.

He put down his luggage and thought for a while, before Xie Yu picked a problem, he would try to persuade him first.

"When you're away from home, everything can't go your way. There are always things that require patience."

Hearing his voice, Xie Yu who was standing at the door looked back at him: "Are you talking to me?"

Song Qingming sized Xie Yu up: "I see that your clothing and behavior should be very rich, and I'm afraid you won't be used to living in this crappy place, so I just talked about it."

Hearing this, Xie Yu had a smile in his eyes: "Don't worry about me, I'm used to sleeping in fire and water."

In the fire and in the water?Unable to understand Xie Yu's words, Song Qingming only felt that this person's behavior was strange, and his speech was even more strange.

Song Qingming tidied up briefly, and after lying down on the bed that was just a plank, seeing Xie Yu still standing at the door, he said, "Go and rest early, we will leave early tomorrow morning."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, waited for a while without hearing any sound, opened his eyes again, and found that guy was still standing at the door.

Song Qingming frowned and sat up: "Why don't you go to sleep?"

Xie Yu: "I will guard you."

Song Qingming was slightly stunned: "What are you doing guarding me? Are you afraid that I might run away? Even if I do run away, I'm afraid you can catch up in two steps."

Xie Yu was amused by him: "Yes, you can't escape from my palm."

Song Qingming: "Why don't you go to bed?"

Xie Yu suppressed his smile and looked at him seriously.

"It's not safe here, I don't trust you."

Song Qingming was even more stunned.

Just because he was worried about his safety, did this person have to guard the door all night?

Song Qingming frowned tightly.

I don't know how far the next road will go, and I have to clarify some things with Xie Yu.

"Xie Yu, you... don't put all your thoughts on me."

Xie Yu leaned against the door and said softly, "Are you afraid you won't be able to pay it back? It's okay, I don't need you to pay it back."

"It's not that I can't afford it." Song Qingming's face darkened: "I'm used to being treated too well by others, and this will only burden me."

His voice fell, and the smile on Xie Yu's face slowly disappeared.

Just telling the truth, but Xie Yu's expression seemed to be that he said something very hurtful.

Song Qingming lowered his gaze.

He is still not used to seeing other people's hurt expressions.

When he raised his eyes again, Xie Yu was no longer seen at the door.

Maybe he was really mad at him.

Song Qingming sighed.

Although Xie Yu is weird, he is not annoying, it's just...

It's not worth it for Xie Yu.

If Xie Yu really has a problem and he has no good intentions, Song Qingming can take advantage of it with peace of mind.

But if Xie Yu is just acting weird, but treats him sincerely, he will lose the courage to use Xie Yu. He has long forgotten how to respond to others' kindness, but he can't completely hurt someone who is good to himself. People, it is better to speak clearly in this situation.

"Don't think about Song Qingming, you did a great job!"

After reassuring himself, he rolled over and lay down.

Mingming was in a weird village tonight, but Song Qingming fell into a dream easily.

The breathing of the people in the room gradually became steady.

Xie Yu walked into the room without making any sound, and finally stopped by the bed, lifted his clothes and sat down.

Song Qingming closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly from time to time, and fell into a dream, completely unaware of Xie Yu's appearance.

Xie Yu leaned over and came to a stop less than a fingertip away from Song Qingming's face, looking at his sleeping face with cold eyes.

"It's okay, even if I forget everything, I can get you again..."

"Little bastard, you can wash away your clothes! See if I don't beat you to death!!"

Xiao Song Qingming bit her lower lip, stood in the corner holding back her tears, and told herself not to cry.

He knew it was a dream, a thing of the past, and he had already left the village alone.

Xiao Song Qingming raised his chubby little hand and wiped it on his soft face, trying to wipe away the tears that accidentally fell down.

This should be something that happened when I was six years old, right?He couldn't remember clearly, and occasionally dreamed back, and after waking up, he would force himself to forget again.

The woman holding the thorn in front of him would poke hard on his chest from time to time.

But in the dream, he couldn't feel pain, so he never resisted and stood silently.

"Talk! Why don't you talk!! You white-eyed wolf, you should have strangled you in the first place, and raised you so big for nothing!"

The woman cursed nonchalantly, Song Qingming closed his eyes to bear it, and choked up from time to time.

It's ok.

Song Qingming always told himself that after waking up from the dream, these scars would remain in the dream.

"Qingming." Another voice mixed into the woman's scolding.

Song Qingming opened his eyes in shock.

The voice sounded again.

"Qingming, come closer to me..."

Is this voice Xie Yu? !

Song Qingming was a little speechless, he didn't expect Xie Yu to appear in his nightmare.

At this time, Xie Yu's voice was outside the house.

Song Qingming also couldn't care about the woman in front of him, and ran out, wanting to see why Xie Yu was in his dream.

Seeing him running away, the woman chased after him angrily. The moment Song Qingming ran out of the house, the woman's voice suddenly disappeared.

He turned around and looked, and the house behind him also disappeared, leaving only a large lush forest, and he was no longer the appearance of a six-year-old child, his body had returned to his adult appearance.

"Qingming..."

Xie Yu's voice was still calling him.

Song Qingming rolled up his sleeves and snorted.

He wanted to see what kind of tricks Xie Yu could pull out in his dream!

Following the sound, he ran in the woods, the moonlight passed through the leaves, and cast mottled moon shadows on the ground, as if he had accidentally stepped on the moonlight, leaving fragments on the ground.

After a while, he finally ran out of the woods and saw a clear river.

The surface of the river is sparkling like the Milky Way in the sky.

And Xie Yu was in the river, with his white underwear half off, and his black hair that was originally bundled up was all scattered at this moment, which was set off by his fair skin more and more like ink; The mundane fairy.

But Xie Yu was holding another disheveled man in his arms.

The man turned his back to Song Qingming, so he couldn't see the whole picture clearly.

Xie Yu buried her head in the man's neck, kissing delicately.

The person in the arms also hugged Xie Yu's waist tightly, enjoying the intimacy between the two.

Song Qingming stood on the shore and froze.

This, this is what he can see without spending money? !

It took him a while to recover from the panic, and was about to turn around and run away, when Xie Yu slowly raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Those eyes smiled, but they no longer had the tenderness of the past.

It was a charming, unkind, seductive smile.

Song Qingming staggered back a step.

Is this... really a dream?Why is it so real?

Just as he was confused, the man in Xie Yu's arms also slowly turned his head, Song Qingming saw the man's face clearly by the moonlight.

He was so familiar with that face that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

It was Song Qingming himself.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Before watching:

Song Qingming (rolling up his sleeves): I want to see what tricks Xie Yu can pull out in my dream!

After watching:

Song Qingming (wipes nosebleed): There are so many tricks! !