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

Xiao Xingchen raised his hand to touch Xue Yang's face, touched it, and lightly brushed his eye sockets, Xue Yang lowered his head and closed his eyes to let him touch, Xiao Xingchen touched his eyes all over, and then solemnly Repeat: "Your eyes are precious too, just let them grow on you. I'm fine now, you don't have to think about these useless things."

Xue Yang lowered his eyes and said, "But the Taoist priest has done so much for me, and I also want to do something for the Taoist priest."

"I don't need you to make such a sacrifice, it's meaningless. I've already been in pain, so there's no need for you to be hurt once." Xiao Xingchen stroked his rough palm and said, "You've done enough."

Xue Yang's eyes turned hot, he lowered his head and said, "It can't compare to what the Taoist priest did for me."

Xiao Xingchen gave up too much for him, but Xue Yang kept getting it.But the Daoist never thought of this.

Xue Yang took out a new bandage, first kissed Xiao Xingchen on the bridge of his nose and between his eyebrows, and then carefully helped Xiao Xingchen wrap his eyes around his eyes.

He came back with a basin of water and wiped their bodies, then climbed onto the bed and hugged Xiao Xingchen from behind, Xiao Xingchen pressed his hand on his chest and said, "Go to sleep."

Xue Yang responded, stayed quiet for a while, and asked softly, "Master Daoist, do you still remember what I look like?"

Xiao Xingchen was silent for a while, then turned to face him, drew his eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips with his fingers, and then hummed: "I remember."

"Then...then do you think it looks good?" Xue Yang felt blushed after asking, and seeing Xiao Xingchen's smile on his face, he quickly covered his mouth and said regretfully, "Forget it, don't think about it. I It's not good-looking, and I'll ask you to meet me every time I'm embarrassed, so you don't have to lie to me."

Xiao Xingchen waited for him to take his hand away, then smiled and said, "It's not bad."

"Really?" Xue Yang's eyes lit up slightly, and his confidence suddenly increased, and he asked greedily, "If it's not bad, then it's good-looking? What kind of good view is it?"

Xiao Xingchen touched his brow bone, hesitated for a moment, and said after consideration: "Very...handsome."

"Handsome? Hahaha..." Xue Yang almost laughed out loud, "Didn't the Daoist lie to me?"

Xiao Xingchen also laughed, and didn't answer any more, but seriously recalled what he saw when he still had vision.

The first time he and Xue Yang met was when Xue Yang toppled other people's stalls. Song Zichen taught Xue Yang a lesson when he saw a rough road, and Xiao Xingchen and Jin Guangyao intervened to prevent them from fighting again.

At that time, Xue Yang was still wearing the Venus Xuelang robe, and he was standing proudly beside Jin Guangyao, looking very high-spirited. Xiao Xingchen saw that he was vicious at a young age, so he couldn't help a few words of persuasion, and didn't send him away. Take this matter to heart.

Unexpectedly, when he heard that Xue Yang committed a massacre, Xiao Xingchen was filled with righteous indignation and worked tirelessly across three provinces to catch the murderer.

On the road where Xue Yang was escorted to Jinlin Terrace, Xue Yang said all kinds of disgusting things, and there were a lot of fallacies. Xiao Xingchen gave him food, and he could sneer at the Taoist priest's hypocrisy while eating. .

Xiao Xingchen had never seen such a lawless, arrogant and arrogant person. He only hated him. He never thought of judging his appearance. He only remembered his eyes. The book is full of malice towards the world, but also full of desire for life.He obviously can't feel the goodness in this world, but he stays here persistently and struggles.He is an elusive and treacherous person.

But in all fairness, if it wasn't for Xue Yang's cruelty and ruthlessness in his actions, he would not be inferior in terms of talent and appearance alone, even if he was placed among the children of the aristocratic family.

To say that he was handsome when we met in the early years is actually a little inappropriate, because he was still a little immature at that time, Xiao Xingchen thought that he had grown up, so he said so.As for what it looked like, Xiao Xingchen never had the chance to look carefully in his life.

Xue Yang smiled for a while, seeing the Taoist priest calm and indifferent, he felt very warm, he rubbed his ears, and moved closer to Xiao Xingchen.

"Taoist..." Xue Yang turned into that kid begging for sweets again, and couldn't help defending himself, "You're not the only one who hurts..."

Xiao Xingchen froze for a moment, took his right hand, stroked the calluses on his fingertips, and then pulled his left hand in front of him.Xue Yang subconsciously wanted to hide his left hand, but before he could withdraw his hand, Daoist Priest's soft lips had already touched the uneven section of the base of his little finger.

Xiao Xingchen pursed his lips and smiled: "Those two people are even in pain together."

Xue Yang froze in place.

He likes to see the Taoist laugh, and also likes to hear the Taoist say words such as "two people", "together" and "in the future". This can make his black and rotten heart give birth to hope, and make him full of longing for tomorrow.But he didn't like the Taoist chief saying they were even.

Xue Yang wrapped it around and kissed his temple through the bandage, and said seriously, "It's better for you to hurt more."

Xiao Xingchen patted his head.

Xue Yang lay on Xiao Xingchen's shoulders, and intertwined with him, feeling the temperature and beating pulse on Dao Chang's neck, tremblingly said in a muffled voice, "Master Dao, I know I was wrong."

The feeling of being cherished from the broken fingers to the strands of hair is so good that Xue Yang couldn't help but let the Taoist priest have a taste of it.

When good love meets someone who is willing to cherish, it will teach people tolerance and peace, as well as growth and responsibility.

In his last life, he crazily took revenge on everyone, but he didn't dare to face up to his own failures and mistakes, but he knew better than anyone else that Xue Yang was the one who forced Xiao Xingchen to death.No matter what situation he and Xiao Xingchen got into, they can't be blamed on others, not Chang Ping, Song Lan, and A-Qing. The cause and effect are all on the two of them. If Xiao Xingchen is innocent, then Xue Yang It is the chief culprit, and it is inevitable.

He used to only use evasion and venting his anger to ease the pain in his heart, but it was Xiao Xingchen who let him know to admit his mistakes and correct them, and made him dare to look back and move forward.What he had was all given by Xiao Xingchen.No one in the world is as lucky as him.

Xiao Xingchen was silent and tolerant, laying next to Xue Yang's head and waiting for him to calm down.

He knew that Xue Yang regretted, not because he regretted committing something harmful to nature, but because he regretted that what he committed had hurt Xiao Xingchen. Although this kind of thinking is also very problematic, it can be regarded as progress.Xiao Xingchen doesn't think too much, as long as he still has the heart to repent, he can still be saved.

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Yang fell off Xiao Xingchen, and closed his eyes listening to Xiao Xingchen's breathing.

Just as he was drowsy, Xiao Xingchen suddenly asked, "Has the light turned off?"

Xue Yang lazily said, "It's turned off."

"..."

After a while, the priest spoke again: "Xue Yang, what color is the curtain?"

The clear and warm voice was very clear in the silent room.

Xue Yang rubbed against him, and muttered vaguely, "It's the color of other people's house."

Xiao Xingchen didn't ask any more questions.

In the dead of night, Xue Yang slowly opened his eyes.He watched the Taoist priest in the silent candlelight for a long while, and silently revealed a sly and sweet smile.