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

Xue Yang fell into a huge abyss of despair.He was abruptly thrown back to the day when Xiao Xingchen killed himself with a sword, seeing Xiao Xingchen's body getting colder and colder, just like the river water today, it was so cold that he couldn't recover.

Xue Yang has no conscience and is not afraid of pain, but he knows the cold and warm. When he thinks of the cold winter stove in Yizhuang, he feels scalding, and when he thinks of the temperature of Xiao Xingchen's corpse, he shudders.He really didn't want Xiao Xingchen to be cold and stiff again.But he didn't know how to change the ending.Once again, he still can't change the ending.

why?How did things become like this again?What should he do to keep the Daoist leader?Why didn't anyone come to teach him, why couldn't Xiao Xingchen teach him?

The sky is cold, those things that have tortured Xue Yang for many years in the previous life, those unwillingness, remorse, resentment, fear... all burst out, gathered together, and tangled into a vortex that Xue Yang could not hold back. get involved in it.

When Xue Yang was about to drown, he thought that there was probably no punishment in the world that would be more painful than the encounter and reunion between him and Xiao Xingchen.

It's time to end.

Xue Yang withdrew from Xiao Xingchen's body, stuffed the dagger that had been thrown aside into Xiao Xingchen's hand, and then grabbed his hand and pressed the blade against his neck.

"Xiao Xingchen, you don't have to pretend to teach me how to behave. You see, I'm just a hopeless scum. You don't have to be soft-hearted to me..." Xue Yang said, "You can kill me now. You kill me!" After killing me, I don't care whether you live or die, but as long as I die, we can all be free."

Xue Yang felt that the sharp blade around his neck was slightly heavier, because someone had exerted strength to press it against the blood vessel.Xue Yang froze for a moment, pursed his lips and showed a relieved smile, he ignored the blade, and leaned over to kiss Xiao Xingchen's chin.

"You can't be angry. When I die, you will flog the corpse and tear me to pieces. If you still can't survive, you can come to the underworld to find me..." Xue Yang laughed out loud, "Now we It can be considered as a husband and wife, if you kill me, you will kill yourself, and I will treat you as not having any intentions for me, but dying with me."

"Daozhang, I won't pester you this time, I'll wait for you to come and find me underground."

He is crazy, whimsical, and his repressed affection in the past is now unreservedly exposed in front of Xiao Xingchen, turning into an idiot.

He said after a while: "Master Daoist, don't make me wait too long, I'm alone, I'm afraid."

After a while, he said: "Xiao Xingchen, you should live a little longer, be safe and live a long life."

Xiao Xingchen's hand holding the knife loosened slightly, and Xue Yang still held his wrist, leaning against his neck.He put his mind to rest, he was really just waiting for Xiao Xingchen to make a move and kill him.

Xiao Xingchen was covered by Xue Yang, and his consciousness gradually returned.The boy's body temperature was always higher than his, and his breathing was scorching, his heart pounding against Xiao Xingchen's chest.Xue Yang handed over such a fresh life to Xiao Xingchen, and asked Xiao Xingchen to make an end for them.

He is such a flamboyant person, just like Xiao Xingchen, he suffered a lot because of this deviant relationship.

Xue Yang is indeed different from other people - no one can give all the love to Xiao Xingchen for the part of Xiao Xingchen's love like Xue Yang.

——No one can be like Xue Yang, Xiao Xingchen can't praise or throw him down, he is at a loss, he feels pity and hate for him.

Even if Xue Yang was violent and violent just now, Xiao Xingchen was so eager to get the dagger that he touched his neck without thinking, and stopped when he touched the man's warm skin.

He was angry that this man was cruel and reckless, but he didn't want him to die.

Xiao Xingchen even thought that this person was just pretending to be well-behaved in the past, and he would become crazy like this when no one cares about him.

What Xue Yang did has already crossed the line, but Xiao Xingchen didn't think about killing him, nor did he think about parting ways with him. He only thought about how to pull this stubborn bull back to the shore, and tell him that he hurt so much. People hurt themselves again, tell him what true love is like.

Xiao Xingchen will teach him what Xue Yang should understand but doesn't understand—when this thought flashed through his mind, Xiao Xingchen suddenly broke the fact that he was already moved.

Sudden choking pain in his chest, pain and pain at the tip of his heart, he fell into a chaotic self-loathing mood instantly, and then he got up from this sea of ​​swords and flames, facing the pain of cutting bones and flesh, and felt hot tears for their mutual love Eyes full.

The dagger fell to the ground suddenly, Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's hanging hand, straightened up and rummaged through the cuff: "Is the Taoist priest running out of strength? I have poison here, and it can kill people, can you feed me one?"

Xiao Xingchen moved his lips and said something, but his voice was too low for Xue Yang to hear clearly.

Xue Yang stopped, hesitating whether to ask or not, when he felt a hand grabbing his forearm.Xiao Xingchen slowly turned his face in his direction, moved his lips again, and made a hoarse voice.This time Xue Yang heard it clearly.

Xiao Xingchen said, "Xue Yang, come here."

Xue Yang leaned over as if bewitched.He was still kneeling between Xiao Xingchen's legs, and he pulled the pain under Xiao Xingchen with his movements. Xiao Xingchen pinched him in pain, and then let go of his hand to caress the place he had pinched twice.

The faces of the two were close enough for their breaths to intertwine. Xiao Xingchen tried his best to lift his neck and put it against Xue Yang's cheek. He smiled softly: "It's me who hurts, why are you crying?"

Xue Yang's whole body was shaken, and it took him a long while before he said in a daze, "Taoist?"

Xiao Xingchen regained some strength, touched his face along his arm, twirled his fingertips on Xue Yang's moist eye sockets, and smiled again: "If you have something to say, why are you so fierce? I didn't think Suicide, because I didn't pay attention, I didn't know that the tide was rising at night..."

Xue Yang couldn't figure out what he meant, his heartbeat almost stopped, thinking he was dreaming, he repeated in a daze: "Taoist?...Xiao Xingchen?"

"I don't know why you are so obsessed with me..." Xiao Xingchen touched his ear, twisted his wet hair, took a breath, and then said slowly, "... since you want to be with me, So don't do anything outrageous. In the past, I can't change the murder you committed. In the future, if I don't discipline you strictly, I will try my best to stop you. I'm afraid It can only end in the end where both sides suffer..."

Xiao Xingchen was in severe pain and was also very tired. His voice was very low, he could only utter a few words, and he had to speak very slowly for a long time.Xue Yang froze in place since he opened his mouth, the dead light in his eyes re-lighted up little by little, staring at Xiao Xingchen's lips for fear of missing a word, but even if he heard every word clearly, he didn't know What did Stardust say?

What does the Daoist mean by saying this?

Xue Yang's mind was in a mess, and when Xiao Xingchen stopped talking, he woke up like a dream.

"Daoist, you...you said..."

Xue Yang couldn't believe it.He grabbed the back of Xiao Xingchen's neck suddenly, and pulled him forward to ask questions, but he saw that Xiao Xingchen was panting in pain from his movements.Xue Yang immediately panicked. He eagerly and carefully held Xiao Xingchen's face, pressed it against his forehead, and asked tremblingly, "Daoist, what do you mean... do you mean what I think? Do you mean the same thing?" Together with me..."

Xiao Xingchen was so tossed by him that he could only breathe a sigh of relief. He was really speechless, so he reached out and patted Xue Yang's arm lightly twice.Xue Yang closed his mouth and hugged him slowly, lowered his head and buried his neck. Xiao Xingchen felt a drop of water on his collarbone. With a muffled laugh, Xue Yang quickly raised his head and said firmly, "It's sweat. Just now you touched it." It’s sweat too.”

Xiao Xingchen didn't expose him, but twitched the corner of his mouth again, then tilted his head and passed out.

Xue Yang still wanted to talk to him again, but seeing that he suddenly lost consciousness, he was suddenly frightened to the point of going crazy, he shouted a few times before regaining his senses, hurriedly took off his clothes, wrapped Xiao Xingchen around him, and picked him up Run back with a limp.

Xue Yang's leg injury hadn't healed yet, and he was carrying a heavy load at this moment, and he was stumbling on the road, very embarrassed.But with the bright moon hanging high and the breeze accompanied, no matter how rough the road was, he walked happily.