Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

……of course not.

Shen Shaotang was also a little surprised by his brain circuit, but for himself, isn't it just right?Otherwise, how can I explain my sudden disillusionment?

He stared at the powder on the ground in rapt attention, as if watching the ashes of a loved one burn to ashes, and the barely maintained calm on his face suddenly broke.

"You...you bastard!" Shen Shaotang knelt down on the ground, trying to grab the flying ashes with both hands, but every time they failed, the wind mercilessly took them away.

Papapapa, tears fell disobediently, and puddles fell on the ground.

"Ah..." he muttered to himself.

The room suddenly fell into a certain kind of low pressure, and there was a faint dangerous and irritable atmosphere growing wildly in the air, and then the bookshelf trembled several times, and the scrolls floated in the air one by one.

Yin Yuye raised his hand and folded his fingers together.Then the temperature of the room instantly increased, and clusters of bright flames burned in the air, shining like ghostly fires.

The next moment, Shen Shaotang saw a pair of black boots appearing in front of him.

"Tell me, what do you love about him?" Yin Yuye deliberately emphasized that word, and said with all his might.

"Nothing to do with you!"

Yin Yuye stared at him fixedly, and through his stubborn eyes, he could see the essence of the soul, "What are you afraid of..."

"Yin Che." He grabbed Shen Shaotang's slender wrist, and lifted him up from the ground, with a gloomy look on his face, and said word by word: "You can't fall in love with someone else."

"So... what do you want to do?"

Yin Yuye grabbed his wrist, madness and paranoia appeared in his eyes, "You must stay by my side forever."

"You don't let me go free...I..." Shen Shaotang's tone was timid, he thought for a while, hesitant how to threaten this man.

Yin Yuye sneered, "What do you want?"

"I'll tell the old lady the truth! You can never succeed!"

Yin Yuye looked fearless, he looked at him for a moment, not knowing what kind of conspiracy was brewing.

In fact, when Shen Shaotang turned around, he wanted to lift his feet but he never took a step. His back was so stiff that he couldn't even move his neck.

"Do you think... I will let you go easily?"

Yin Yuye moved his fingertips easily, and Shen Shaotang turned around involuntarily, walked to the pillar and stopped, raised his chin slightly, and struggled and contradictory emotions appeared in his eyes.

"I'm just a mortal, and I can't compete with you at all. You don't have to pretend to be with me, you can do whatever you want...don't you?"

"Or, are you in love with me?"

"..."

His back was leaning against the pillar, his fingers clinging to the red paint, and suddenly he felt dizzy, and his stomach began to churn until a faint smell of iron leaked from his throat.

Blood stained the white veil, and he clutched a corner tightly, trying to get up.

Yin Yuye turned around as if feeling something, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was slightly stunned, and a trace of rare panic flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Che!" He appeared next to Shen Shaotang in an instant, and embraced him from behind his shoulders. The veins on the inside of his wrists were bulging, and it was unknown whether it was due to the great effort or the outburst of emotion.

Yin Yuye didn't think much about it, so he put his palms against his abdomen, and injected spiritual energy slowly to quickly. He wanted to relieve his pain, but the fact was just the opposite.

"No...don't..." Shen Shaotang's face suddenly turned pale, and the discomfort in his body became more and more obvious. He tried "struggling" to push away the opponent's hand, but he was weak.

"Don't touch me." He forced out the words through his teeth.

Yin Yuye's face suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't let go of his hand full of doubts until Shen Shaotang looked weaker and weaker.

how come……

"Big... Eldest Young Mistress is vomiting blood!"

The servant outside the door heard that someone was arguing, so he leaned over to look through the crack of the door, and saw Shen Shaotang vomit blood and fell to the ground, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

As more and more people poured in, Shen Shaotang was surrounded, some were anxiously calling for a doctor, some were carrying basins of water, and some were yelling and making a mess of porridge.

Yin Yuye seemed to be the air, he stood silently outside the crowd, his eyes kept falling on Shen Shaotang, the latter's face gradually turned, obviously no longer resisting the pain so much.

So, is it because of him?

Yin Yuye suddenly remembered the last time he saw Fu Yuan, he still remembered those words, and thought he would regret taking Shen Geyan away?Now it seems that it is not some kind of proverb.

At night, Shen Shaotang sat on the bed, half unconscious and half awake.

He had a dream, dreaming that Yin Yuye was saying goodbye to him, saying that he was going to a far away place. They had no quarrel or parting pain, just like... saying goodbye.

Sure enough, the next day, Shen Shaotang found that there was no one beside him.

He had some guesses about Yin Yuye's whereabouts, but in fact he was not completely sure.

Time flies, and it is the end of autumn in a blink of an eye.

After half a year, Yin Yuye finally came back. When he stepped into the door, he heard a faint cough, and the curtain swayed in the wind.

The person he always missed was leaning against a corner of the bed, as if having some nightmare, his brows were tightly furrowed.

In the flickering light, Yin Yuye approached with light steps, bent down and raised his jaw, rubbed his jaw line with his fingertips in a fascinated way, and kissed him moist, hot and aggressive under the faint sunlight .

Shen Shaotang vaguely responded, like instinct and desire, such a familiar feeling made him relax physically and mentally.

"You...you still know how to go home." He half blamed, half sadly said.

Yin Yuye supported his waist with one hand, and smoothed the messy hair on his sideburns with the other hand, his movements were gentle and focused.

Hearing this, he smiled flatteringly and said, "I brought a gift back, you... will like it."

As he said that, he put his hands behind Shen Shaotang's shoulders, and hung a bunch of gleaming white things around his neck.

He looked down, and saw a white safety buckle hanging between the collarbones, which was calm and cold against the skin. —— Qian Xueyu.

Sweat broke out on Shen Shaotang's forehead. He didn't expect Yin Yuye to return this thing when he went back, so wouldn't the other one be...

"Do you feel it?" Yin Yuye smiled teasingly when he saw that his expression was unusual.

"...No." Shen Shaotang forced a smile, "Why did you give me this?"

Yin Yuye leaned down slightly, and tied something around his waist nimbly with his fingers. The round copper object made no sound when it touched the fabric, but Shen Shaotang always felt that he heard a slight sound, like the crawling of Gu insects. rustle.

As he tied it, he replied: "They suit you best, you see... do you like it?"

When he raised his head, he found that Shen Shaotang's complexion was not good, apart from being pale, there were also some emotions that Yin Yuye couldn't see clearly.

"This is his thing?" Shen Shaotang looked at him quietly, with a light voice.

Yin Yuye's expression also restrained a little, and he said: "I gave this to you in the first place, but now it's just returned to the original owner, you... just forgot."