Young man, rich and easy to talk

The mask on his face also slid off during the violent fight, and under the ferocious Nuo dance scene, there was an expression that was almost resigned to fate.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight desperately, but that he is really powerless.

At the moment when the light of the knife came down, all kinds of things flashed through Tang Wuming's mind, and he felt that there was nothing he couldn't let go of. The only knot that hadn't been untied was Qin Xichao.

He doesn't know much about feelings, but he also knows that before a person is about to die, if he can still miss another for no reason, and this person just met him by chance.

Then this person must be very important to him.

Not only did he think of it, he heard it.

It was as if he heard someone calling him from far to near, and the urgency of "Wu Ming" was unprecedented, almost changing the tone, but he could still hear it.

In the end, what I heard was not my own heartbeat and the roar of the enemy, but Qin Xichao's voice.

At that moment, he thought, maybe he was finished.

——End in Qin Xichao's hands, not the big knife swung in front of him.

At that time, he also thought, maybe he was worth it, at least he was not alone.

Just when Tang Wuming was going to close his eyes and let the crazy Li Zhao chop him down with a knife, he only hoped that he would kill him with a single knife so as not to torture him too much.

A cold sword light obliquely descended from the top of his head, carrying an irreversible determination.

The aura of vowing to tear apart the enemy in front of him.

A pair of cool hands approached from behind his head, tightly covering his sight.

Hearing Li Zhao's astonishment, a stream of mist sprayed out.The darker the sight in front of him, the warmer the liquid spilled on his body, Tang Wuming knew that it was blood, but not his own.

Under the cover of five fingers, although he couldn't see it, his eyelashes still trembled.

Until the corpse fell to the ground, Tang Wuming was still sitting on his knees with his eyes covered, he heard the heavy breathing of the person behind him, and felt the hug from the person suddenly wrapped around him.

As always, not very warm, but reassuring.

"I found you." Qin Xichao held him from behind, covered his face with one hand, and spoke on the side of his neck.

At that moment, the wind in the forest rushed into his nasal passages wrapped in bloody sweetness, Tang Wuming finally woke up, but at the same time his throat was blocked, there was a heat wave rolling under his closed eyelids, and finally rolling back and forth A few times gradually faded away.

People always have to force themselves. To put it nicely is called self-willedness, but to say it badly is sickness.

It just so happened that Tang Wuming was purely sick.

When he came out of the small pavilion near the lake with a light crossbow, he thought that if he got sick and healed, then he would come back and live a good life;

It's just that they have nothing to do with each other.

He gave that person such a heavy blow, so heavy that if he were himself, he might not be able to use force for seven days.In the end, Qin Xichao still came, from the endless sea of ​​people.

Tang Wuming opened his mouth several times, and finally spoke out, with a trembling voice:

"Qin Xichao, I killed someone."

Qin Xichao nodded and said "I know".

"Three..."

Qin Xichao still said, "I know."

Tang Wuming was so close to sobs that he opened his blood-stained hands and showed him, "Am I... not dizzy... I saw it, saw the three of them..."

"You did a good job, Wu Ming. That's what they deserved, don't think about it anymore."

The people behind him hugged him even tighter, wrapping his arms in their arms.The tighter Qin Xichao hugged, the more trembling the body in his arms became. He could only use his loose chest to comfort him and calm him down.

Feeling that he was slightly relieved, Qin Xichao told him not to open his eyes, picked him up with more elbows and knees, and walked lightly towards the tree where the horse was tied by the lake.

When Tang Wuming closed his eyes, he felt groggy, on the verge of fainting, but it was far from satisfactory.The arms holding him were strong but soft, making people nostalgic for no reason.

He knew that his illness might never get better in this life.

Qin Xichao took him to the lake where the horse was tied, made him stand in the distance, and turned to lead the horse by himself.Tang Wuming knew that if he refused to open his eyes, it must be because his body was bloody and embarrassing, and the smell of salty and stench was enough to turn his stomach upside down.

Tang Wuming stood obediently for a while, clutching his stomach, the horses humming to the right, and the river to the left.

Just as Qin Xi turned around and walked away, he suddenly heard a gust of wind hissing behind him, and Tang Wuming plunged into the river quickly, so fast that he didn't even have time to reach out to stop it.

With a splash, a huge splash of water splashed in the dark night.A shattered bright moon was reflected on the surface of the river, and bubbles were bubbling in the water.

When Qin Xi was halfway into the river, a coat floated up from the water, surrounded by mud and blood, muddying the clear water.

He picked up the clothes that belonged to Tang Wuming, but he couldn't find him anywhere.This kind of suddenness made Qin Xichao think that he couldn't accept the fact that he had killed someone for a while, and was about to throw himself into the river, so scared that Qin Xichao almost chased him and threw himself into the river.

He just yelled Wuming.

The surface of the water in front of him broke open, and a man wearing only his middle coat jumped out like a carp, raised his head and swung the water, his neck and back bent into an extremely smooth arc.

Qin Xi looked at him, unable to speak for a moment.

Under the moonlight, Tang Wuming looked like a red and white fish with water drops falling back to the surface of the water. His wet black hair was attached to his chest and back obediently. The spots of blood red seeping into his shirt were stained with blood. Became a gorgeous flower.

He waded through the water and heard Tang Wuming laughing, his face pale.

He said, "Qin Xichao, I'm sorry."

Qin Xichao hugged him, and found that his whole body was trembling, the temperature of his body was as cold as the water in the river, he ran along the top of his head and along his back like a cat, comforting him over and over again, listening to He told himself sorry over and over again.

What are you sorry for.

Qin Xichao held up his drooping face, and looked at his stiff and stubborn smile under his drooping eyelashes, which was really ugly like never before.

But my heart was also pulled hard by this, "It's all my fault, don't laugh at Wu Ming."

Tang Wuming looked at him with fluttering eyelids, "What if you don't laugh and cry?"

Qin Xi said, "Crying is fine, no one is laughing at you, if you still mind, then I will cry with you."

"I'm sick." Tang Wuming laughed at him, the grin was wider and uglier.

"I'm sick. If you keep laughing like this, I'm going to be sick." Qin Xichao rubbed the corner of his mouth that was stiff from laughing.

Moonlight is always tender, and even a person with edges and corners can soften half of it, let alone a person like Tang Wuming who has no edges and corners at all, and has been polished to a smooth shape after a long period of tempering.

Qin Xichao always felt that if he relaxed a little bit, he would roll out of his hand like a bead.

As I said to Wen Muyun before, the thing I can't wait the most is time.Just like this time, he waited for three days in vain, and these three days were all thanks to the culprit in front of him.

And he just couldn't bear it.

Tang Wuming smiled and pushed his hand away, and when he turned to leave, Qin Xichao pulled him back, frowned and bullied him, where the angle of the bend was the largest, the force of the kiss was the heaviest.

Unlike his fierce kiss, the palm lightly caressed the back of his head.

While opening his eyes wide, in the gap between the kisses, he heard him reprimand, "Why didn't you tell me, you stunned me like this, what if something happened?!"

Tang Wuming narrowed his eyes, and bit back with all his strength, biting his lower lip with one tooth, and with a little effort, the tender lip color was stained with a layer of bright red, Qin Xichao still lowered his eyes indifferently look at him.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and swipe past, Tang Wuming held his neck and said, "Qin Xichao, after I knocked you into a coma, before I set off, I swore with silver that if I die, it means that we deserve no fate." .”

Qin Xichao pressed her lips to his, "Fortunately, he's not dead."

Tang Wuming cooperated with his sucking and biting, his teeth were not pried much, and he easily let his tongue slip in. At first it was just a tentative, after being greeted by probing from inside, he drove straight in, conquering the city, scratching the tip of his tongue The soft flesh of his palate softened his whole heart.

So I couldn't laugh any more.

Fortunately, he didn't die. He actually didn't want to die at all. There were still so many things he hadn't done, so many things he hadn't experienced, how could he die.

Qin Xichao kissed him deeply and shallowly, and when he looked up again, he saw a pair of slightly red eyes that had been staring at him intently. He moved a little to the left, and those eyes followed suit. .

Lips and tongue were separated, Tang Wuming, who was ashamed about such a thing, seemed to be unfinished, chasing him to beg for it, he went up to meet him, he opened his mouth, but he just refused to close his eyes.

Qin Xichao let go of those lips, and instead kissed his staring red eyes, "You have to close your eyes when kissing, don't you know?"

Tang Wuming didn't even blink, his tired eyes were sore and astringent, no matter whether Qin Xichao tried to coax or tease him, he refused to close them.It wasn't until Qin Xichao couldn't stand it anymore that he stretched out his hand to cover him again.

It was pitch black again, Tang Wuming raised his head and looked blankly at what seemed to be the direction of the moonlight, and said, "Qin Xichao, if it wasn't for my bloodsickness, would I have to live like this every day?"

"..."

"It's either killing someone or being killed," Tang Wuming said with a smile, "I was the only one in the entire Qianmanmen who hadn't killed anyone and seen blood, but now... I've broken the blood."

"Wu Ming..."

Tang Wuming didn't speak, opened the palms in front of his eyes, turned around and walked to the shore, the hem of his middle coat floated on the water, with bloodstains that couldn't be fainted.Tang Wuming staggered slightly, and immediately took off the only clothes on his body without waiting for support.

He threw it into the river casually, and then walked forward naked with his upper body naked.

Qin Xichao followed behind and picked up his clothes. The large bloodstains were indeed difficult to wash off out of thin air, and there was no other way, so he had to throw them in a corner where Tang Wuming could not see.

There was a protruding flat stone on the bank, and Tang Wuming sat on it, took off his shoes and socks and hung it aside, looking quietly at the wide river in front of him.

Glancing at his naked body, Qin Xichao wanted to take off his coat and put it on him, but when he thought about it, even his own clothes had just been soaked in the water, and it was very wet and cold.

Fortunately, I was wearing thick clothes, and the tight clothes inside were still dry.He simply took off his underwear and jacket, and wrapped him up completely.

Touching his warm skin, Tang Wuming was completely wrapped in his arms.

"As long as you tell me, I can share with you no matter what." Qin Xi bowed his head and put his nose against the top of his head, and said in a deep voice, "Life and death, the past, and the future, as long as you agree, I can help you carry them." .”

Tang Wuming raised his head and met his pupils, which were filled with moonlight.

Qin Xichao kissed him along the tip of his nose, breathing past the corners of his eyes, "So don't stare at those eyes, huh?" She slipped her lips on the tip of her nose and was about to leave, "Let's go, let's go back -"

go back.

He couldn't finish, because Tang Wuming staggered the nose, and sent it up by himself, blocking the lips that were still speaking. He didn't have Qin Xichao's superb skills, but he just looked for it by instinct.

He never took the initiative, even when Qin Xi asked him for a kiss in the past, he just let him do what he wanted.

Today, maybe it’s because of touching the scene, maybe it’s because of panic. When you walk through the gate of hell, you will feel that there is nothing wrong with it.

It's fine to have a blind date with Qin Xichao, fall in love with him, kiss him, or hug him; it doesn't matter if you take the initiative.What's more, maybe he had already fallen into it before he knew it.

Life is too short to have fun while you can.

His hands gradually climbed onto Qin Xichao's neck. His clumsy and hasty kisses were always not in place, but they just happened to light a fire between the two of them. Qin Xichao's initial astonishment gradually turned into Fiery response.

Let him never escape.

"Qin...chao..." Tang Wuming panted and called out.

"Huh?" Qin Xi walked around the sides of his neck and cheeks, and could only respond with a deep voice in his throat.

Tang Wuming's neckline became a straight line, allowing his nose and lips to slide from his chin to his chest.The hands that had nowhere to grasp tightly clasped the back of his head, and the voice leaked intermittently from the thin panting.

He said, "Qin Xichao, give it to you, give it all to you."

Everything, I am willing to bet and admit defeat.