Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

G Yuan July 2021, 7, three winters and springs have passed since the summer when Song Yan and Mu Xiu met again.

In the library of Ninetowns University, a young man in a simple white shirt and jeans sat at the first table in the collection room on the top floor.

The slanting sunlight in the morning fell on his hand, but there was also a little light overflowing around the young man, making him dizzy with a clear and spiritual brilliance.His slender fingers turned the pages of the book from time to time, and his eyes were always focused on the old Sanskrit book in front of him.

Suddenly, the young man noticed something, lifted his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on the door of the collection library, his eyes, one black and one blue, were completely exposed, beautiful and bewitching, indescribable.

The youth is Song Yan, from 18 to 21 years old, he has completely made up for the lack of the past, and has matured physically and psychologically.

"Teacher Tan is here, sit down."

Song Yan stood up and nodded to the visitor.

Tan Guang walked over, his eyes swept across the entire study room, there was no one else except Song Yan, but he still lowered his voice to say hello to Song Yan.

"Master Song has been waiting for a long time, and it took a while to find the information."

"It's okay," Song Yan said and sat down.

Tan Guang also sat down, and handed Song Yan a folder in his hand.

"This is the last part of all your assessments, as long as it can be completed before the start of school in September."

Song Yan took it, opened the folder, quickly scanned ten lines at a glance, and closed it again. He nodded to Tan Guang, "I see."

Tan Guang followed and nodded, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Because he witnessed Song Yanji's rapid growth process, he had to believe that there are geniuses and ghosts in this world that ordinary people can't understand.

In just three years, Song Yan completed the seven-year undergraduate and master courses of the university, and completed the academic courses of him and the other two dark alliance elders. Read all the books in the library.

In terms of special language learning, Song Yan dabbled in several kinds of Sanskrit, ghost script, and runes.

After Tan Guang sighed in his heart, he realized that Song Yan felt something wrong. He suddenly widened his eyes and asked, "Where's Mr. Mu?"

In the past three years, almost every time he met Song Yan, Mu Xiu and Song Yan were inseparable.But right now in the study room, he didn't see Mu Xiu's figure, or did Mu Xiu suddenly not want him to see him?

When Tan Guang mentioned Mu Xiu, Song Yan's expression was obviously much gentler. He lowered his eyes, sighed softly in his heart, and turned over this page by the way, "Mu Xiu said he was going out for a while and would be back soon."

But in fact, Mu Xiu had been away for two days, and Song Yan couldn't judge whether these two days were fast or slow.

"Oh," Tan Guang nodded, not wanting to go deep with Song Yan on this topic.

After more than ten minutes, Tan Guang left from the collection library, and Song Yan stayed behind to continue reading the newly added books in the library.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yan came down from the top floor of the library.

He stood on the steps at the entrance of the library, his brows were slightly frowned, and he returned to peace again.Without Mu Xiu by his side, it wasn't just that Tan Guang was not used to seeing him, but Yu Songyan himself seemed to have lost his heart.

He tried his best to restrain this state of disorientation, but the time he could restrain was getting shorter each time.

Holding up the black umbrella, Song Yan pushed the bicycle with one hand and walked outside the school.

Ninetowns University started summer vacation on June 20th, and now at the beginning of July, there are not many students stranded in the school except for a few majors.

Song Yan's thoughts were not on the people and ghosts who might pass by around him, he was thinking about what Mu Xiu was going to do when he "went out", he asked Mu Xiu if he wanted to follow him, and Mu Xiu refused.

So he and Mu Xiu are facing the "three-year itch" four years earlier than others?

"Fourth, fourth! Song Yan, Song Yan..."

Shen Qin called Song Yan from a distance, waved his hands, and his strong body jumped several times before attracting Song Yan's attention.

Song Yan stopped pushing the cart, and waited for Shen Qin, Chen Ziming, and Xiao Fang, who should have left school and returned home earlier this year, to quickly walk over from the teaching building.

"What are you thinking? I didn't hear you calling so many times."

Shen Qin complained intentionally that the hand that was intended to pat Song Yan's shoulder fell to Chen Ziming's shoulder beside him as before, and Chen Ziming yelled "Hey" and patted it back.

Those two clashed inexplicably, Xiao Fang walked to Song Yan's side, his eyes fell on Song Yan's face, and he quickly looked away.

"My exchange student application has been approved, next semester... the next time I see you should be next June."

Over the past three years, Xiao Fang's feelings towards Song Yan are complicated and inexplicable. The faint hostility at the beginning turned into helplessness through repeated setbacks, and then turned into admiration for the genius now.

But undoubtedly, he and Song Yan still can't be friends, not even ordinary friends of Shen Qin, Chen Ziming and Song Yan.

Song Yan continued to push the cart, and he replied flatly, "See you next year."

After a while, Xiao Fang responded softly, "En."

"Song Yan, do you know? Sometimes, I really... hate you to death!"

After all, Xiao Fang was not upset with Song Yan's bland reaction, he turned his head and stared at Song Yan, but Song Yan always had that indifferent expression, indifferent, as if nothing could touch his emotions.

At first he thought that Song Yan looked down on him and pretended to be him, but later, he found that Song Yan treated everyone like this.

Xiao Fang was angry for a long time, and once again had no choice but to digest this emotion by himself.

"People like you had better never be emotional, otherwise...you will suffer."

Xiao Fang's words should be listened to in reverse, he hoped that Song Yan could be emotional, so that Song Yan could understand the feelings of those people with seven emotions and six desires.

At this time, Song Yan's eyes suddenly widened a little, and the movement of pushing the cart also stopped.

"The fourth one is leaving, the third one is leaving tomorrow, let's have a meal together."

After Shen Qin ended the civil war with Chen Ziming, he told Song Yan the reason for calling him.Originally, they didn't meet Song Yan, so they also planned to call Song Yan.

But after he finished speaking for a long time, he didn't get any response from Song Yan, and even Chen Ziming and Xiao Fang's gazes were on the same side as Song Yan's.

Under the old banyan tree in front of their Ninetowns University, a bright silver car was parked. A man in a silver suit was leaning against the side of the car. Visual effect.

He was holding a bouquet of white roses in his hand, and when he looked towards Song Yan and the others, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, and he smiled lightly, and there was a hint of charm blooming on his slightly cold face, which was extremely beautiful .

There are many young men and women stranded around him, either obsessed with his long legs, or curious about who such a handsome man is waiting for here, a beautiful campus fairy tale may be presented before their eyes.

"Hey, who is this, pretending to be B is so serious..."

Shen Qin, the absolutely straight man, squinted at the past, and his eyes fell on the car behind the man holding the flower. Global... limited edition!

"Fourth...you..."

Shen Qin called out to Xiao Fang to continue to support the car, and he ran quickly to Song Yan.

Then he saw Song Yan, the fourth son who had always been aloof and hardly happy or angry on weekdays, threw himself into the slowly opening arms of the man holding the flower.

"Yan Yan, I'm back."

Mu Xiu hugged Song Yan, took a step back, and continued to sit on the side of the car, the expression on his face became softer.

"Mu Xiu..." Song Yan called softly, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. He pressed Mu Xiu's shoulders and broke free from Mu Xiu's arms. He stared at Mu Xiu for a moment, but still held Mu Xiu hold hands again.

He whispered, "Go home and settle accounts with you."

"Okay," Mu Xiu continued to smile, and also squeezed Song Yan's hand tightly.

Over there, Shen Qin, Chen Ziming and Xiao Fang also came over pushing Song Yan's bicycle. The three of them stared at Song Yan and Mu Xiu, unable to say a word for a long time.

Song Yan looked back at his roommates, and he introduced them, "This is Mu Xiu, my boyfriend."

"Hello," Mu Xiu smiled like a gentleman, and he continued to rub Song Yan's hand, feeling good from the inside out.

"You... hello..."

Shen Qin and Chen Ziming greeted each other stammeringly, but Xiao Fang still stared at Song Yan, unable to react.

"You, you...do you like men?" Shen Qin asked immediately, he felt that his world view was subverted by Song Yan's introduction.

The best male god of their academy, let such a fancy man take him away?No, their fourth child is in love without telling them! ! !

"I like Mu Xiu," Song Yan corrected Shen Qin's words.

It's just that Song Yan still didn't have any intention of explaining to them, he took the bicycle, pushed it to Mu Xiu, and asked Mu Xiu to put it in the trunk, and he continued to talk to Shen Qin and the others.

"I have something to do in the evening, so I won't have dinner together, Xiao Fang, see you next year."

After saying that, Song Yan nodded with them, then turned and walked to the co-pilot's seat.

Afterwards, this extremely silver and coquettish sports car drove away from the gate of Ninetowns University.The three of Liu Chenqin continued to be deeply shocked, and the surrounding crowd continued to gossip.

When Song Yan got into the car, Mu Xiu took his backpack and put it in the back seat.

"Drive seriously," Song Yan whispered to remind, and Mu Xiu then put his right hand back on the steering wheel.

Drive silently all the way to the Hejiao villas in Jiucheng New District. The changes in this land in the past three years can be described as earth-shaking. The old streets and alleys of Xiaohe Town have been replaced by towering high-rise buildings. enter.

This is no longer Xiaohe Town, but Xiaohe District, Jiucheng New Area.

Song Yan and Huang Po's land near their homes was basically sold, and their original houses were also remodeled and renovated. In the past two years, there were only three families in the river suburbs, and garden villas have been built one after another in the past two years.

Except for the small river, which is still as clear as before, there are almost no traces of the past.

The bright silver car stopped in front of the iron gate that replaced the wooden gate. Before Song Yan could unbuckle his seat belt, Mu Xiu, who moved more nimbly, walked over and hugged Song Yan tightly.

"Yan Yan, I miss you..."

Song Yan's eyes swayed slightly with these words, and his heart softened a little. He sighed softly for himself, didn't move, and continued to be hugged by Mu Xiu for a while.

"Mo Xiu, why didn't you tell me?"

Song Yan endured the questioning all the way, and finally said it. He was naturally happy and excited to see Mu Xiu, otherwise he would not lose his composure and run directly to Mu Xiu in front of many acquaintances and strangers, and hugged him up.

But after reacting, he felt something was wrong.

"tell what?"

Mu Xiu asked softly, and lightly kissed and licked the skin behind Song Yan's ear, trying to get away with it.

Song Yan frowned and remained silent. Within two seconds, Mu Xiu, who wanted to be fooled, couldn't stand it anymore. He rubbed Song Yan's cheek again, moved away slightly, and frowned.

"I am jealous!"

As Mu Xiu said, he gritted his teeth a little bit, "That boy from the Tan family dared to hug flowers and confess to you in public, I'm jealous!"

If Mu Xiu didn't mention it, Song Yan would have almost forgotten about it.

Tan Chun continues to study for a master's degree at Ninetowns University. Tan Guang is his uncle. He has always regarded himself as Song Yan's senior brother. Although there are only a handful of their intersections in the past three years, Tan Chun still likes Song Yan. In the evening, Dai Hua confessed to Song Yan.

Song Yan undoubtedly refused, cleanly and without giving Tan Chun any hope of refusal.

"I have someone I like and love deeply. I will never like or fall in love with anyone except him."

There was no problem with Song Yan's answer, but Mu Xiu was silently jealous. He was not jealous of Tan Chun, but he was jealous. He couldn't hug or hold hands with Song Yan like Tan Chun in front of everyone's eyes.

In the past three years, similar confessions have been made more than once, and they have accumulated time and time again, giving Mu Xiu an indescribable sense of crisis.

His Yan Yan is getting better and better, and there are always some people who don't have long-sighted eyes come to covet him. He is not enough to occupy the position beside Song Yan, and he has to stand in the sight of people and ghosts with Song Yan openly.

This was originally a plan a year later, but now it's just a little bit ahead of schedule.

Probably because Mu Xiu said angrily that his jealous appearance was a bit cute, and Song Yan couldn't hold back his seriousness. He took the initiative to kiss Mu Xiu's mouth corner, which was his compensation for not noticing Mu Xiu's jealousy.

Mu Xiu's expression calmed down with Song Yan's kiss, and he let Song Yan's hand continue to touch his face, touching it carefully little by little.

Then Song Yan's eyes lowered, and he asked with some distress, "Does it hurt?"

For such a reason, Mu Xiu deliberately didn't take him with him this time, not because of any surprises, but because Mu Xiu didn't want him to see him suffer, he would be reluctant and feel distressed, just like this moment.

"A little bit, but worth it."

Mu Xiu approached and kissed Song Yan's lips. His eyes were firm, and he didn't regret what he did to him these two days.

"How long can it last?" Song Yan continued to ask. He is no longer the novice in the warlock world three years ago. He has absorbed a lot of knowledge, and now he just needs some time to settle.

He already had a basic judgment on Mu Xiu's state in his heart, but if he cared about it, it would be chaotic, and he needed Mu Xiu to confirm it again.

"There is no problem in the past ten years," Mu Xiu said, tilting his head, and gently pecking and kissing Song Yan's palm.

He was brought up from the state of a ghost baby. His body was real. Now, he just made it more real, with a little warmth, a little blood, and a little popularity.

It will not let the living see him, or accidentally touch him, and be frightened.

"Also... I want to be with Yan Yan."

It is no longer helping Song Yan with his hands occasionally, but really being together, the body is united, and the soul is intertwined.

Song Yan didn't respond to these words, he looked at Mu Xiu's slightly rosy and expectant cheeks, leaned closer, and kissed Mu Xiu's cheek.

"No, I have to wait until I'm sure you're in good health... then we'll talk about it."

After saying that, Song Yan opened the compartment door, pushed Mu Xiu away and got out of the car first, moved the bicycle in the trunk back to the courtyard, and then walked to the side of the car to pick up Mu Xiu who was so depressed that he refused to get out of the car.

"Are you sure you won't come down?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Mu Xiu who was looking at him aggrievedly in the car.

"I'll come down," Mu Xiu felt even more aggrieved, and he handed Song Yan his hand, which was immediately held tightly by Song Yan.

After the car door was closed, Song Yan dragged Mu Xiu to the house.

The stone path zigzags and leads to the entrance of the living room. There are clusters of small flower beds beside the road, all white and lavender, and there are a few phosphorescent butterflies flying around. Song Yan's small courtyard is as beautiful as a paradise.