What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Xue Qing and Fa Hai returned to Qifeng Village together.

Different from the lively scene in the town, Qifeng Village has been plunged into a quiet darkness and fell into a sweet sleep.

The same goes for Uncle Chen's house, the lights have been turned off.

It seems that I can only talk to Uncle Chen tomorrow morning about the letter.

Xue Qing thought so, but as soon as he entered the yard, he saw a person leaning against the door.

Taking a closer look, this person is Aunt Chen, with silver hair shining in the moonlight.

As soon as she saw Xue Qing and the others coming back, Aunt Chen walked over here.

It seems that they are here specially waiting for them.

"aunt?"

Xue Qing asked in a low voice.

"Qingqing, I heard that Uncle asked you to go to the town to bring a letter today?" Aunt Chen asked.

Before Xue Qing could say anything about the letter, Aunt Chen continued, "Is it from this family?"

Aunt Chen gave an address, which was exactly the address stated in the letter.

Xue Qing nodded, and told Aunt Chen about delivering the letter today.

"Did Uncle Chen write the wrong address?"

Hearing Xue Qing's question, Aunt Chen sighed, her face covered with sadness.

"I hope you will keep this a secret."

Aunt Chen spoke eloquently.

It turned out that Uncle Chen's friend had passed away a long time ago, and Uncle Chen was so distraught that he didn't want to believe this fact, so he insisted on believing that his friend was still alive.

"It's fine if he can't wake up, at least I have something to think about." Aunt Chen shook her head helplessly, then looked at Xue Qing, "Can I give the letter to the old man?"

Xue Qing hesitated for a moment, but still handed the letter to Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen put away the letter, and her eyes fell on the little yellow bird on Xue Qing's shoulder.

The little yellow bird seemed to be tired after having a lot of fun, squatting on Xue Qing's shoulder all the way as quiet as a chicken.

"Huh?" Aunt Chen was curious, "Why is there an extra chick?"

Jiujiu didn't jump up to retort excitedly this time, but just turned around silently, and pointed at Aunt Chen with a bird's butt.

Without saying a few more words, Aunt Chen also went back to the house after telling Xue Qing and Fa Hai to rest earlier.

"Do you ever feel...?"

After entering the room, Xue Qing asked Fa Hai in a low voice.

They didn't light up the lights, and the house was hidden in the night, only the faint moonlight barely illuminated each other's outlines.

"She's trying to hide something."

Fa Hai whispered in Xue Qing's ear.

He also lowered his voice along with Xue Qing, making the already low voice even lower.

And this house is already small, at this moment they seemed to be leaning against each other and whispering intimately.

Now Xue Qing, who wants to understand his own mind, only feels that these details that he didn't care about before have become eye-catching.

The ears that were close to each other also became warm because of this, Xue Qing knew without thinking that his ears must be red.

Fortunately, the night is dark tonight, which happens to hide the throbbing heartbeat of the young man.

"Let's just sit back and watch what happens." Xue Qing said nonchalantly.

But only he knew how guilty he was at this moment.

It was obviously a normal thing, but he did it like he was doing a thief now.

Xue Qing pretended to look at the dark night outside the window, "It's already dark outside, let's rest."

After speaking, he climbed onto the bed first.

He leaned against the wall, leaving a place for Fa Hai.

Fa Hai lay down on the bed as usual, but Xue Qing, who was lying beside him, did not turn into a snake like before.

The bed was very narrow, and it was just right for an adult man to lie down.

So even though Xue Qing had leaned against the wall in advance, when Fa Hai lay down, the two still had unavoidable physical contact.

And the skin that touches is hot.

Summer nights are quiet.

Xue Qing heard the chirping of cicadas outside the window and the cry of frogs in the distant pond.

And the sound of his heartbeat, one by one.

Thinking about it now, it's incredible.

Who would have thought that he would have such emotions for a monk who is also a man?

What's more, this monk was once the person he was afraid of, who might kill him.

The little yellow bird, trying to sleep with them, squeezed between them, squeezing their shoulders close together.

Afraid of crushing the little yellow bird, Xue Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed the little yellow bird, which was still swaying in satisfaction.

Jiujiu who was caught suddenly: "Jiujiu?"

Then it was put on the bed.

Fa Hai seemed to be aware of Xue Qing's stiff body due to the close distance. He sat up from the bed and seemed to be going to meditate on the ground.

Xue Qing, who discovered Fa Hai's intentions, immediately turned around and reached out to grab Fa Hai's sleeve.

Due to the haste of the movements and the slippery fabric, Xue Qing's sleeves almost slid down to his shoulders, exposing a section of his arm.

Under the moonlight, it looked more like it was made of jade, the white flesh faintly shining with luster.

Even every strand of blue hair hanging down her shoulders was shining with a beautiful luster.

Even the cold Yuehui would be extra gentle towards the beauty, gently hugging the black-haired beauty.

It was clear that he was facing the monk who had always been cold and hard, but the pair of almond eyes that looked like autumn water were full of purity and dependence.

"Don't go." The beauty under the moon begged, her soft lips parted slightly, "Come with me."

Although it was not obvious on the surface, layers of shame came from the bottom of Xue Qing's heart.

The round toes covered under the quilt curled up quietly, and the other hand grabbed the sheet, leaving obvious folds on it, showing that he was not at peace at the moment.

What is he doing! ! !

How to get started! ! !

Xue Qing crazily spurned himself in his heart, but the young man's heartbeat was like igniting a spreading mountain fire. It was the time when the raging fire was raging, how could he cover it up easily?

Resisting the shame in his heart, seeing that Fa Hai hadn't moved yet, Xue Qing persistently tugged at Fa Hai's sleeve, signaling Fa Hai to come over.

The tall and handsome monk followed his strength and fell back on the bed.

The cot to reaccommodate two adults was cramped again.

To make more room, both lay on their sides.

Fa Hai turned his back to Xue Qing.

Even in the dark night, he could see Xue Qing's face clearly.

The soft pleading in front seemed to hit my heart.

Silent night is silent, but the two hearts are the same.

The two stood sideways together like this, and after a moment of silence, Fa Hai heard Xue Qing's muffled voice.

"Don't want to turn into a snake tonight."

Like acting like a baby with a little complaint.

His voice was soft and muffled.

But the breath is so warm, as if leaning against the back, it scalds the skin.

"Ah."

Fa Hai responded.

No matter what Xue Qing said, Fa Hai would always respond.

Because of his back-to-back posture, Xue Qing could only see the broad shoulders of the person in front of him, standing there as silent as a hill.

Therefore, he didn't see the man's Adam's apple that moved slightly because of his words.

After saying this, Xue Qing didn't know what to say.

The heart is still beating violently.

Because of this secret thought in his heart, Xue Qing is still extremely awake and has no sleepiness.

and……

Even at this moment, he still wanted to get closer to Fa Hai, but it took all the courage he had accumulated for a long time just to grab Fa Hai's sleeve and not let him go.

After an unknown period of time, even the chirping of cicadas and frogs outside the window became quiet.

But Xue Qing's heartbeat still didn't stop.

In the light breath, Xue Qing held his own breath, and he moved forward secretly little by little.

Xue Qing didn't stop moving forward until his legs were stuck to the stickers and his hands rested on his back.

And just this little touch already made him feel great satisfaction.

Tossing and turning, Xue Qing finally closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Only Jiujiu, who was put on the bedside and still perseveringly jumped back on the bed, squeezed beside Xue Qing's outer shirt.

Feeling the cold and hard jade pendant, Jiujiu curiously poked the beak a few times.

As soon as it touched, the jade pendant glowed brightly, scaring the little yellow bird so much that it almost jumped onto Xue Qing who was already asleep.

It wasn't until the light slowly faded that Jiujiu approached tentatively and poked the jade pendant a few more times.

But this time the jade pendant didn't shine again, Jiujiu poked it a few times and felt bored, so he hid and went to sleep.

Xue Qing slept deeply this time.

He was sure he was dreaming again.

There is a lush bamboo forest in front of you, everything is so real.

But Xue Qing clearly knew that he was in a dream.

He was on a path in the bamboo forest. After standing still and looking around, Xue Qing decided to walk along the path.

After walking a few steps forward, the vision in front of him suddenly widened.

It is a small courtyard hidden in the forest.

It seems that it has been carefully arranged. In addition to the vegetable garden, several plots of land have been specially opened to grow flowers.

Under the sun, the brightly colored flowers grow gratifyingly, and the petals shaken by the wind seem to be greeting Xue Qing, a visitor.

There is also a swing in the courtyard, which is flickering.

Consciousness guides Xue Qing to enter this small courtyard like a paradise, but reason tells Xue Qing that it is not okay to come here uninvited.

When Xue Qing hesitated whether to knock on the door, the door of the wooden house in the courtyard opened suddenly.

A young man walked out of it, with a slender and elegant figure, slender and straight like the green bamboo in the bamboo forest, and full of vigor.

Xue Qing couldn't see the man's face clearly, but it made him feel familiar for no reason.

Even if he couldn't see the boy's face clearly, Xue Qing could feel that the boy seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and the hem of his clothes fluttering with his relaxed pace showed his joy at the moment.

He watered the vegetables and flowers in the yard.

Xue Qing tried to greet the boy.

But he found that the boy couldn't see him or hear him?

Undeterred, Xue Qing tried to knock on the fence at the entrance of the courtyard to attract attention, but as soon as his hand touched the stake, he went straight through.

Wear it? !

So is he a wandering spirit now?

He took a step forward, and sure enough, his body went directly through the fence and into the courtyard.

Xue Qing, who quickly accepted that he is now in the form of Ah Piao, walked to the boy's side.

However, the boy's originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly sank.

The boy looked at a black bird parked on the fence, and said indifferently, "I won't go back."

Blackbird's voice was hoarse.

"Little master, the king and queen are waiting for you. Go back with your subordinates, this person will not come back."

this person?

Who is this?

Xue Qing pricked up his ears. Relying on his wandering spirit form, he stood in the middle of this person and bird to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"I have to hear him tell me with my own ears before I believe it."

The boy turned around, leaving only a resolute and firm back for the black bird.

"Please go back."

The voice was cool.

The black bird seemed to want to say something, but in the next second it was directly ejected by a transparent barrier.

"Little master!"

It was stopped outside the barrier and barked anxiously, but the boy walked into the house and closed the door as if he hadn't heard it.

Keep everything out of the door.

The black bird waited outside the door for a long time, and finally left with flapping wings.

The boy should also be a demon, but Xue Qing couldn't feel the specific type.

Xue Qing followed the boy into the house.

Although the wooden house is small, it is also very elegantly furnished. Just by looking at it, one can tell that the owner must also be a person who pays attention to sentimentality.

After the boy entered the room, he stopped in front of the desk.

There were pens, ink, paper and inkstone neatly arranged on the table, and some study utensils. The young man picked up a few pieces of rice paper with writing on the table.

He still couldn't see his face clearly, but Xue Qing could clearly feel the young man's depression. When he saw the paper in his hand, this depression was mixed with some other emotions.

Like nostalgia, like anticipation.

He was facing the paper as if he was talking to someone.

"You promised me that you will return when the leaves fall."

"We carved our names on the Sansheng Stone, saying that we will be together forever."

The boy looked like he was about to cry.

"Come back soon."

When it came to the end, the boy's voice was a little sad and crying.

It made Xue Qing's heart throb together.

Xue Qing approached to see the paper in the boy's hand.

There are only four simple words written on the paper - "Everything goes well."

The handwriting is handsome, with the meaning of flying clouds and dragons, and the extraordinary demeanor of the person who wrote the pen can be vaguely seen.

It's just that the heart character of the word "Yi" is crookedly written, as if written by a child who is learning characters for the first time, and it doesn't seem to be written by the same person as the previous ones.

However, although the word "heart" is immature, it is also really cute, and it matches the first few characters strangely.

That familiar feeling came back.

Seeing these four words, Xue Qing seemed to be able to truly feel the young man's mood at this time.

The boy stood at the table for a long time.

In the spreading sadness, Xue Qing tried to pat the boy on the shoulder.

However, in the next second, the world was spinning, and when Xue Qing recovered from the incomparably real dizziness, he found himself outside the courtyard again.

Is the bamboo forest outside the courtyard as crisp as before, but the scenery inside the courtyard seems not as good as before.

The bright and vibrant flowers and green vegetables disappeared, and the vibrant land seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

Different from the previous ones, for Xue Qing it was only a blink of an eye, but the whole courtyard was surrounded by a completely different bleak atmosphere.

There was also a gloomy air of death.

Xue Qing walked into the house.

The room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the originally elegantly furnished room was now covered with a thick layer of dust, and there were even spider webs all over the corners.

what happened?

And in front of the desk, there was still a person sitting in meditation, lying on the desk, face down and buried in folded arms, like a static and silent statue.

The people who were originally lively and flamboyant, like this wooden house, were covered with an aura of defeat.

If it weren't for the shiny black hair hanging down, the body would also rise and fall with the exhalation.

Xue Qing thought this man was dead.

It's just that even the radiant clothes on her body have dimmed.

Like a withered flower pretending to be alive.

Xue Qing reached out to touch the boy.

Surprisingly, this time Xue Qing's hand didn't pass straight through as before, and his hand actually touched the boy's shoulder.

"Are you ok?"

Xue Qing asked.

Feeling the young man being touched moved, as if awakened suddenly, under Xue Qing's gaze, he slowly straightened his back and turned his face away.

This time Xue Qing finally saw clearly the boy's face that had been blurry before.

The boy's almond eyes were red, and he hadn't closed his eyes to rest for a long time, and the little mole on his eyelid was also dimmed.

This is Xue Qing's own face!

There was a sudden chill on the back.

In the twilight of dawn, Xue Qing opened his eyes.