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

Xiao Xingchen really suffered this time.Lacerations were unavoidable, and there were bruised and swollen pinch marks on his thighs and waist. Xue Yang didn't dare to look at him when he wiped his body and changed his clothes. No matter how careful his movements were, Xiao Xingchen's body would still hurt Khan, but not sober, Xue Yang wanted to apologize but no one listened, he was extremely guilty.

Fortunately, Xiao Xingchen was not weak, he woke up at noon the next day, Xue Yang was watching by the bed, seeing the Taoist priest woke up, hurriedly approached him and asked him how he was and if he wanted a drink of water.

Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a while, and felt pain when he wanted to move, then he recalled what happened before, Xue Yang grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear again, he was a little frustrated, and didn't know what attitude to take Treat this bastard.

It would have been nice to be so considerate earlier, but only when you make a mistake do you regret it. How can there be so many things to regret in the world?

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen didn't respond, Xue Yang was worried that his throat was burnt due to illness, so he pressed his forehead against his, muttering, "I didn't have a fever, and I was fine last night. What's wrong with you, Daoist?" He turned around and took some warm water. Come over, coax Xiao Xingchen to drink water with nice words, and carefully try to help him up.

Xiao Xingchen was still a little angry and depressed at first, it was not easy to have a seizure after being taken care of like this, he was served and drank water, after a little relief, he lay back down again, his chest heaving and breathing calmly.

Xiao Xingchen was still suffering from various discomforts after being treated roughly, Xue Yang could also see that he was uncomfortable, annoyed and regretful, wishing to hurt him for him.He lay on the side of the bed and didn't dare to touch the Taoist priest. He only poked the corner of the quilt lightly with his fingers. He heard his breathing slow down, and asked in a pitiful soft voice, "Taoist priest, I made rice soup. You can eat some before going to bed." Right?... Daoist?"

Xiao Xingchen wasn't sleepy either, but he was still a little tired, and he didn't want to talk for a while. Hearing that Xue Yang couldn't sit still, he spoke softly but didn't know how to stop. Called him: "I'm fine, please be quiet."

His voice was still hoarse, when Xue Yang heard it, he felt uncomfortable for a while, he withdrew his hand, stopped arguing with the Daoist, and didn't even dare to say a word, shrank by the bed, and continued to poke the quilt.

He thought he was light-handed, but Xiao Xingchen had enough sleep and lacked vision, so his other senses became more sensitive, so he sighed after a while: "Why can't you get along with a quilt?"

Xue Yang put his fingers back into his palms silently, tilted his head and rested his arms on his arms, and looked at Xiao Xingchen with a good look, as quiet as if there was no such person in the room.

Xiao Xingchen sighed again: "I told you to be quiet, but I didn't stop you from talking."

"..." Xue Yang said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry..."

It's very pitiful now, those who didn't know thought it was Xiao Xingchen who bullied him, but who was the one who acted violently yesterday?

"Forget it..." Xiao Xingchen lost his temper, "Is there any water?"

Xue Yang immediately brought over water, feeling it was hot, held it in his hand and blew it for a while, then helped Xiao Xingchen to let him drink it slowly.

Xiao Xingchen rested and recovered a bit, Xue Yang fed him another bowl of rice soup, then kept the original posture and stood by the bed, and couldn't help poking the quilt again.Xiao Xingchen didn't expect him to be so naive, so he was helpless: "What?"

Xue Yang was caught for the second time, and he didn't feel particularly embarrassed. He was afraid that the Taoist priest would be unhappy, so he muttered something in a muffled voice. Xiao Xingchen didn't hear him clearly, so he said again: "...I want to touch you. , and I don’t dare to…”

"..." Xiao Xingchen was speechless.

Xue Yang didn't even give him a chance to speak, and continued to ask Xiao Xingchen in that probing tone: "Master Daoist, what you said yesterday...you said you were with me, do you still remember?"

Xiao Xingchen was pushed into a hurry by him, and he didn't hesitate, he replied in a muffled voice: "I remember."

Xue Yang swallowed, and asked again: "Then... do you really think that way, or are you just talking to coax me?"

Xiao Xingchen really didn't understand how Xue Yang could be so worried about gains and losses. He knew that Xiao Xingchen never lied.

Xiao Xingchen was silent for a long while, but he couldn't resist Xue Yang, so he resignedly stretched out his hand hidden in the quilt, poked outside, stopped when he touched Xue Yang's arm, and remained motionless next to him.

Xue Yang looked at it for a long time before he understood it. He let go of his crossed arms, and slowly took Xiao Xingchen's hand into his hands. Seeing that he didn't hide, he boldly rubbed his face up with his face. .

Xiao Xingchen touched Xue Yang's eye sockets with his fingertips and gradually became moist again, and his heart softened. He pressed his palm against his cheek, and quietly let him be intimate without asking or speaking.

"I..." Xue Yang said in a low voice, "I'm always afraid that I'm dreaming."

Xue Yang still seems to be in a dream now, he is so light and light, he can't believe that the bright moon and breeze of the world are willing to caress him, and he can't believe that Xiao Xingchen can choose him again after just a few hours of pushing him away. To fulfill him.

After Xiao Xingchen was treated so unfairly, he could still smile at Xue Yang, persuade him gently, treat each other with sincerity, and pulled the devil back from the edge of the cliff.

Time and time again, whenever Xue Yang thought he was in a desperate situation, Xiao Xingchen would stand in front of him, show him the way, and save his life.How could Xue Yang let go of such a person?But such a person, why let him get involved?Why did Xue Yang keep the Taoist priest by his side, or, why did Xue Yang stay by the Taoist priest's side?

For such a good thing, apart from dreaming, I'm afraid it won't be Xue Yang's turn.

He suddenly felt like a dream, and suddenly heard the priest say: "I don't know if you are in a dream..."

Xiao Xingchen brushed the moist corners of the boy's eyes with his fingertips, and said soberly: "I don't know if you are in a dream, but I know I am not."

Xue Yang's eyelashes trembled violently.

He fell from the sky back to the world the moment Xiao Xingchen's words fell to the ground.He still can't touch the cold moon high in the sky, but there is a warm Taoist priest who opens his arms for him in the world.Xiao Xingchen caressed his brows and eyes wordlessly, even without a word of comfort, the temperature of his palm was enough to warm up a frostbitten and frightened heart, making Xue Yang linger until death.

Everyone in the world wants to practice Taoism and become immortal, and they love Qionglouyuyu. Xue Yang only wants Taoist priests, and wants the fireworks in the world.