Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

Xiao Xingchen walked faster when he reached the familiar road. After a while, Xue Yang saw that his forehead was sweating, so he reached out to help him wipe it off. , Are you worried about me?"

Xiao Xingchen walked with his head depressed and didn't look back at him.

Xue Yang acquiesced as the Taoist leader, and Gu Zi persuaded: "Don't worry, my life is hard, such a small injury can't kill me, you can walk slowly. If you are tired, just let me down..."

"Xue Yang." Xiao Xingchen said, without stopping, "You don't know it hurts, do you?"

"...What's wrong?" The corners of Xue Yang's mouth froze.

Xiao Xingchen also felt that his tone was a little too hasty, so he fell silent for a while, and slowed down his speech: "Stop talking, save some strength, I'm not a rich person, so I won't even be able to memorize you. "

"Who said that Taoist priests are the most precious." Xue Yang smiled and said in a low voice, "...I'm too close to you for fear of dirtying you."

But he still couldn't restrain himself from going to Xiao Xingchen's side.

Xue Yang quietly rubbed Xiao Xingchen's back: "It's not that I don't know the pain, but being beside the Taoist priest and being carried on the back by the Taoist priest, I don't feel any pain."

Xiao Xingchen turned him upside down, quickened his pace and continued walking forward.

Xue Yang leaned on Xiao Xingchen's shoulder, looked at the lonely Yizhuang that appeared at the end of the road, and said melancholy: "The Taoist priest is walking too fast, I still want to talk to you more."

Xiao Xingchen stopped crossing the threshold, feeling a little helpless: "I never stop you from talking."

"But usually I can't lie on the Taoist priest's back and talk to you so close." Xue Yang said.

Xiao Xingchen was speechless, and took another foot, and finally carried him into the house.

Xue Yang was put on the bed, his eyes were glued to Xiao Xingchen's back as he fetched water and looked for medicine.He suddenly remembered some distant memories, some memories that happened a year ago for Xiao Xingchen, but memories that have exceeded ten years for him.

It's been so long since those things happened, Xue Yang's memory has become somewhat blurred, he held the remaining warmth of Xiao Xingchen's body on his chest, and asked with nostalgia: "Did the Taoist priest carry me back like this before?"

Before Xiao Xingchen could speak, Xue Yang said again, "I have caused trouble for the Taoist priest again."

Xiao Xingchen fetched a bandage and ointment, quickly cut open Xue Yang's trouser leg, took off the rags that had been wrapped up indiscriminately before, and threw it aside, bent down to help him re-bandage the wound on his leg.Xiao Xingchen was moved by the scene of deja vu. He carefully cleaned the wound and applied medicine. Xue Yang's legs would instinctively tense and twitch occasionally, but he still didn't grunt, he didn't even breathe quickly, and he could even breathe. Playing jokes with Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen repeatedly confirmed that Xue Yang's pierced wound was not broken, so he tied a beautiful knot at the end of the bandage, stood up straight, and said after a while: "It's not the same."

"what?"

Xiao Xingchen stood clinically, touched the bandage on Xue Yang's leg with his fingers, retracted it, and said slowly, "You were thinner then than now."

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen with his mouth half open, and was stunned. His eye sockets turned red very slowly, and he stretched out his hand tentatively to hook Xiao Xingchen's clothes. Shaking lightly, and then maintaining this coquettish movement, he said, "Does my back feel heavy? Are you tired? I... I ate well with the Taoist priest and slept well. It is possible that it is a bit heavier." Yes, but I probably didn't gain weight, maybe I gained weight when I grew taller. I, I should still be growing... If you don't like it, I will eat less in the future..."

Xiao Xingchen was so amused by his silly words that he wanted to laugh, he curled the corners of his lips but didn't smile, he pretended not to feel the other's hand hanging on the corner of his clothes, he didn't break away and didn't move, and told Xue Yang took off his shirt to check the wound on his back.

Xue Yang was used to being skinless and faceless, but now being told by the Taoist priest to take off his clothes, even if it was just to heal his wounds, even if Xiao Xingchen couldn't see him at all, he was still inexplicably embarrassed.

Xue Yang took a long time to unbuckle his belt, and was about to open his coat, when he stopped suddenly, and felt his body around the side of the bed, his face turned pale—his candy was gone.

Xiao Xingchen heard him looking for something, and asked what's the matter. Xue Yang was about to jump off the bed, Xiao Xingchen quickly pressed his leg: "It's just wrapped up, don't move around. What are you looking for?"

"I..." Xue Yang suddenly caught a glimpse of the kit that fell under the bed, swallowed it, calmed down, and said, "It's nothing, I found it."

Xue Yang bent down by the bed and reached for it. Xiao Xingchen squatted down first and picked up the thin brocade bag, handed it to Xue Yang, and asked casually, "What is this?"

"Yes... it's sugar..."

"...What?" Xiao Xingchen thought he heard it wrong, and forgot to let go.

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's face, and said frankly, "This is the candy that the Taoist priest gave me."

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen was still holding the small bag tightly, Xue Yang didn't dare to snatch it, and said pitifully, "I only have this one, if I lose it, I'll lose one..."

As soon as Xiao Xingchen let go, Xue Yang immediately took away the kit and put it away. He honestly took off his shirt and looked at it for himself. I bumped my back and got a little swollen, but it doesn't hurt, I guess even if I don't care, it will be better in a few days... Daozhang?"

Xiao Xingchen came back to his senses, and said "Yes", "Let's take some medicine."

As he spoke, he dug out a bottle of medicated oil for reducing swelling and blood stasis, Xue Yang obediently rolled over and asked Xiao Xingchen to rub the medicine for him.

Xue Yang's life was indeed hard enough, except for the place on his leg where the branch was pierced, it took more time to recuperate, the rest of the place was mostly bruised and scratched, and there was no fatal internal injury.Xiao Xingchen rubbed the medicine on his back, and applied ointment on the broken skin on the joints of his hands, took a clean coat and put it on Xue Yang's back, and after cleaning his hands, he stood by the small stove at the foot of the bed Lighting a fire to warm the house, I don't intend to sleep anymore.

Xue Yang slept on the ground for a few months, and now he fell asleep on the bed again, a little excited. When Xiao Xingchen sat down, Xue Yang stared at him for a while, grabbed the bag of sugar, carefully and full of hope. Ask: "Daozhang, do you feel sorry for me?"

Xiao Xingchen felt that Xue Yangxing was born to restrain him, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He wanted to call him stupid, and asked him if he deliberately made himself so pitiful to deceive him. , but all the entanglement and depression turned into deep helplessness in the end, so he could only shake his head and sigh: "You..."