Male Fifth He Lives on Spoilers [Transmigration Book]

After Ye Zhixing's disfigurement, he lived in seclusion in Luoqing Peak of Fuyu Mountain, never caring about worldly affairs.

After the melting abyss, the suzerain position of Fuyu Mountain was changed. In the cultivation world, there has been a saying that Ye Zongzhu was behind the scenes, but all these were suppressed by Fuyu Mountain.

Now that Ye Zhixing's spiritual veins have been destroyed, he is no different from ordinary people, and there will be no more troubles. Shi Le and the others don't want to make more troubles, so they don't offend him.

"You really deserve it."

A ferocious face burned by the melt flow was reflected in the pond. Perhaps this face was so terrifying that the koi in the pond swam away in fright, causing faint ripples. The ghostly reflection shattered, and the leaves Zhixing put on the mask calmly.

The lord of Tusha Palace got married, and the barrier of Wei Kingdom was opened for one year. During this period, people, ghosts, demons and gods can freely enter and leave Wei Kingdom.

Throughout the ages, this has never happened before.

Ye Zhixing also knew that he shouldn't come to join in the excitement. Shi Le and Xiao Zhi got married, so naturally he didn't want to see him, but he set out from Fuyu Mountain and trekked for nearly two months before arriving at Wei country.

He didn't intend to confront the other party on Shi Le's good days, but only planned to take a look from a distance, which was also a way to give himself an end.

Ye Zhixing has been alone in the past few years, and he has asked himself countless times, what exactly does he like about Shile, or in other words, does he really like Shile?

Maybe because it's been too long, he can't remember clearly.

Because the enchantment of Wei country, which is rare in a thousand years, is opened, every city in Wei country is bustling with people, and it is hard to find a room in an inn.

Everyone was very surprised when they came to Wei country. The wild land they imagined was full of flowers and greenery, and it was more fascinating than Jiangnan.

It can be seen that the current Palace Master Xiao, and the man that Palace Xiao is mainly marrying, are all strange people.

Ye Zhixing wore a mask and carried a bag on his back, without any spiritual power on his body. Walking in the bustling crowd, he was easily submerged in the crowd, and he was no longer the original Zongzhu Ye.

On the day of Shile and Xiaozhi's wedding, every household hundreds of miles away from Tusha Palace lit red lanterns and hung colorful wind lanterns, and both sides of the road were paved with red Lingshi crystals.

The inside of Tu Sha Palace is filled with colorful candles and red silk, and glazed lanterns are hung inside and outside the eaves. On the night of the wedding, thousands of fireworks are lit together, and the bustling fireworks explode in the night sky. You can see it for hundreds of miles. The fierce noise continued until the dawn.

Back then in Fanjing City, Shi Le had been staring at the fireworks outside the window in a daze. Xiao Zhi had remembered it for many years, and ordered someone to make thousands of jin of fireworks on the day of his wedding, and there would be no problem in setting them off for ten days and ten nights.

Shi Le came to a conclusion that this kid is really a prodigal.

"Don't look at the fireworks, look at me." Xiao Zhi Le kept staring at the fireworks with his head up, not happy anymore.

Shi Le raised his forehead: "Then you still let it go?"

"Isn't that just to please you?"

Xiao Zhi curled his lips, and quickly kissed Shi Le on the cheek. The moment he raised his eyes, he saw a person in the bustling crowd——Ye Zhixing.

Although he is wearing a mask and has no spiritual power on his body, he can recognize this figure even when it turned into ashes.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Xiao Zhi squat down suddenly, Shi Le was a little surprised, but Xiao Zhi smiled complacently: "Brother Le, sit on my shoulder and watch the fireworks."

Shi Le slightly opened his eyes wide: "Are you out of your mind?"

After all, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Zhi is also the lord of the first palace, no matter how you think about it, it is inappropriate...

"Hurry up, my feet are numb."

"Miss, aren't you a joke?"

Xiao Zhi turned his head and blinked: "I love you, let them laugh."

Shi Le's face turned red, and her heart was sweet, Xiao Zhi urged him a few more times, Shi Le was no longer shy, and sat on Xiao Zhi's shoulder like a child, Xiao Zhi fulfilled his wish and grabbed his hands stood up.

"How can a newlywed let her husband ride on her shoulders, have you ever seen it?"

On the wedding day, Shi Le was really ashamed as the groom when he was lifted up by the tall and tall bride.

"It's better not to be the first, and now I'm doing it."

Shi Le is holding his hand, sitting on his shoulder, he can see far, far away, the territory of Wei country stretches for thousands of miles, and now it is red with no end in sight, in this hustle and bustle, Shi Le saw a glimpse The figure that should appear here.

Ye Zhixing.

Shi Le's heart sank slightly, and finally understood why Xiao Zhi had a sudden whim to lift him to his shoulders.

Ye Zhixing seemed to be aware of Shi Le's gaze. He was obviously wearing a mask, but he was standing in the crowd with his head down, not knowing what to do. There was a lot of noise around him, so he turned around abruptly, and squeezed in the opposite direction of the crowd in a panic.

Those who wanted to see the palace lord and her husband kept pushing forward. Ye Zhixing had no spiritual power and could only follow the crowd. He suddenly felt that his existence was the most inappropriate.

I really needn't do anything, why come here when my brain is hot?

Just as Ye Zhixing stumbled and squeezed out, Xiao Zhi's voice sounded from behind——

"Don't squeeze, make way for Sect Master Ye."

As soon as this remark came out, the originally lively scene suddenly fell silent, Ye Zhixing stopped in his footsteps, and his shoulders tensed.

"Sect Master Ye, you are not welcome here, hurry back to your Fuyu Mountain."

Ye Zhixing stood on the spot without looking back, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I ruined everyone's interest."

Everyone kept silent and stepped aside, watching the once glorious Sect Master Ye now wearing a mask, walking through the crowd like a bereaved dog.

Ye Zhixing felt a surge of blood rushing to his throat because of his emotional upheaval, and he held it back desperately, which made his heart ache and his throat was burning.

"Miss, forget it." Shi Le patted Xiao Zhi's shoulder, signaling not to care about spoilers on this happy day.

Xiao Zhi only said indifferently: "Who cares about him, I'm afraid that he will die here and dirty my land."

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Zhixing walked a long, long way. After he was sure that he was out of everyone's sight, he leaned on the tree bow and coughed violently, his throat was fishy and sweet, and he vomited blood.

He looked at the bloody redness in his palm, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled in relief, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and it was fine.

Ye Zhixing went to the river to wash his hands, watched the koi carp playing in the sky, and his mood became brighter, and his heart was not so depressed.He continued on the road, heading for Lizhou thousands of miles away.

Not for anything else, just miss the sweet osmanthus wine a few years ago.

After trekking for nearly half a month, Ye Zhixing came to Guiyan Tower in Lizhou, and ordered the shrimp dumplings and sweet-scented osmanthus wine that Shi Le bought for him for the first time.

On a hot day, he let Xiaoer warm up with osmanthus wine.After drinking several cups of warm wine, Ye Zhixing gradually saw his true heart clearly when he was slightly drunk. His feelings for Shi Le were like lukewarm osmanthus wine in a cup.

Knowing that it is a violation of the prohibition, but also because of the violation of the prohibition, this subtle temptation and sweetness made him feel that everything in front of him was different.

Back then, it was Shi Le who made him break the rules and broke the routine of following the rules.

While drunk, Ye Zhixing coughed up blood again, which stained the yellowish wine in the cup red. He put down all his defenses and lay down on the table, having a dream.

In the dream, the angry horse in fresh clothes, he is still the first disciple of Xuanjun Zhu in Fuyu Mountain.

But Huang Liang was about to wake up from his dream, and Ye Zhixing felt throbbing pain in his temples. When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the inn, and the familiar curtain came into view, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of cold.

Ye Zhixing woke up instantly, and he returned to Luoqing Peak in Fuyu Mountain, where he had placed Shile in the guest room.

After a moment of absentmindedness, he sat up and looked at the scenery he was used to, suddenly thinking that he was still in a dream.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, followed by the sound of lightly pushing the door, and an all-too-familiar voice: "Senior, you've woken up."

Ye Zhixing turned his head suddenly, and saw his own face falling into the sunlight. This face was clean, without any trace of being burned by the melt flow. Even those eyes were clear and bright, reflecting the panic and chaos. Take care of yourself.

In fact, he is wearing a mask, all emotions are hidden under the mask, there is no panic at all.

Ye Zhixing was relieved, and he took it for granted that he hadn't woken up from the dream.

Seeing his bewildered appearance, the young man smiled, his gentle smile was reassuring: "Half a month ago you were unconscious in the Lizhou tavern. Wearing Fuyu Mountain Daoist Robe, so the owner of the tavern asked me for help, at that time I diagnosed that your spiritual meridians were completely destroyed and your Qi mechanism was disordered, if you don’t treat it, your life may be in danger, so I took your own initiative and brought you back.”

Ye Zhixing subconsciously touched the mask on his face. For some reason, he was suddenly afraid that this young Ye Zhixing would recognize him.

But thinking about it carefully, the other party may have seen his face when he was being treated, but even if he had seen it, he was so destroyed that he really couldn't even recognize himself.

"Daozhang Ye, aren't you afraid when you see my face?"

The young man was startled, and politely avoided the topic: "Senior knows me?"

Ye Zhixing smiled slightly: "I don't know, I'll forget it."

This sentence was always on the lips of Le in the past, but he really believed it when he was young, and it was a long time ago.

The young man hesitated for a moment, a bit confused: "To tell you the truth, because senior wears the Taoist robe of Fuyu Mountain, so I asked some senior brothers without permission, and they all said they didn't know senior."

The young Ye Zhixing at this moment is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he has not even gone down the mountain a few times, and he has no other thoughts, and only concentrates on practicing, which is very foolish.

"This dress was given by a friend before, and I have been wearing it all the time."

The boy blinked his eyes, and wanted to ask him what kind of friend the other party was, because it stands to reason that if you donate clothes from Fuyu Mountain without authorization, you will go to the precept hall to be punished.

Ye Zhixing naturally knew what was going on in his mind as a young man, the corners of his lips under the mask curled up, and he said calmly, "I'm sorry, my friend once told me not to mention him to anyone."

He knew very well that if he said that, the other party would definitely not have the cheek to ask questions.

Sure enough, the boy smiled a little embarrassedly: "I was rude."

Ye Zhixing shook his head faintly: "Thank you for your rescue."

The young man's clear eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "Senior has injuries on his body, if you don't mind, you can stay in Fuyu Mountain for recuperation and treatment."

"I'm so hurt, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about it."

"Although I'm not sure, but if senior trusts me, I think I can give it a try."

His words were completely within Ye Zhixing's expectation. Seeing the familiar and innocent appearance of the young man, Ye Zhixing suddenly felt teased: "Then what about my face, can it be cured together?"

He knew it was a dream, so he had no scruples.

The boy was startled, and smiled: "I will try my best."

Ye Zhixing smiled bitterly. Back then, he was like a blank sheet of paper. No matter what other people asked him, he would do his best to fulfill it as long as he accepted it, and he didn't know how to think about himself.

"By the way, senior, please tell me something." The boy hesitated for a moment, then asked suddenly.

"Please speak, Daoist Ye."

"How should I address Senior?"

"I'm here, Shi Le." Ye Zhixing didn't know where his brain was cramping, but what came out of his mouth was Shi Le's name.

He didn't know that Shi Le in the original book also wore a mask like this, and was rescued by Ye Zhixing by accident.

Therefore, Ye Zhixing lived in Fuyu Mountain in another time and space, under the name of Shi Le, as Zhu Xuanjun's first disciple and distinguished guest.

This dream was very long, because Ye Zhixing lived here for a month, and under the careful care of the young man, his cough and vomiting of blood gradually improved, but the destroyed spiritual veins in his body could no longer be reversed.

On a fine day, Ye Zhixing didn't want to lie on the sickbed, so the young man prepared other clothes for him, the size was just right, and it was also the best and softest fabric. He dressed neatly and quickly, in the most familiar Take a walk in the mountains.

"Senior, let me walk with you. Fuyu Mountain is thick with dense fog and dense formations. If you walk carelessly, it is easy to get lost in the mist."

The young man thought that Ye Zhixing was an ordinary person with no cultivation, so he put more thought into everything. Although he was young, he was more thoughtful than ordinary people.

"Okay, then there will be Daoist Lao Ye." Ye Zhixing deserved it. In fact, he is more familiar with the bricks, tiles, plants, and trees of Fuyu Mountain than anyone else.

It's just that it's nice to have another self by your side.

Sometimes Ye Zhixing looks at his youthful back and can't help but question, is this person really his former self, was he really so clean back then?He has gone through so many things over the years that he can't remember them all.

"Senior, what are you thinking?" It seems that the young man is in a good mood today, and the end of his speech is slightly raised, unlike the usual gentle and breezy, which makes people feel distanced.

Ye Zhixing gave a gentle smile, but unfortunately he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't convey his feelings: "I was thinking, last time you were in Lizhou, did you drink the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from Guiyanlou?"

The young man was stunned. He had heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from Guiyan Tower in Lizhou was delicious, but because it was forbidden to drink, he kept holding back and did not dare to try it. Now his thoughts were provoked by the other party, and his face suddenly became hot.

Ye Zhixing saw his expression in his eyes, thinking that he was really too young.

"If you didn't have a chance to drink last time, next time if you have a chance, I'll buy you some."

"But……"

Ye Zhixing cut off his words with a smile: "Lizhou is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Fuyu Mountain, the sky is as high as the emperor, and your master will not know."

The exact same words, Shi Le said, Ye Zhixing has always kept it in his heart, back then, maybe it was also these words that made him have thoughts that he shouldn't have, and he will never recover from this.

"Osmanthus wine is sweet, not overpowering."

His mind was punctured, and the young man showed a shocked and embarrassed expression: "Senior, how would you know..."

"I said it, I will count." Ye Zhixing watched quietly, it turned out that back then, he looked so stupid in front of Shi Le.

Ye Zhixing not only promised to take him to drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine, but also sat in the bamboo forest every day to watch him practice swords, pointing out his words leisurely, and hitting the key points with a few words, often making the young man suddenly enlightened.

The young man was grateful but also somewhat puzzled. The senior knew everything about him too well. Those things that he kept in his heart were never noticed by the other party, and the other party could tell them casually. There was no secret at all in front of the senior.

Sometimes face to face, the teenager has an illusion that the person next to him is himself, thinking what he thinks, thinking what he thinks, this feeling of tacit understanding is very subtle.

In the summer afternoon, the sun is fierce, and the fog in the mountains and forests clears away, reflecting everything in the world clearly.

The weather was sweltering, and Ye Zhixing didn't shy away from it. He took off his mask and squatted by the river to wash his face. The young man was also sweating while practicing swords. He was afraid to approach him with some concerns. Ye Zhixing said indifferently, "Come here and wash your face."

The young man washed his face as he said, and the mountain wind blew in the afternoon, Ye Zhixing didn't put on his mask immediately, since there was no one else, he wasn't afraid of being scary.

The surface of the water returned to calm, and the young man saw Ye Zhixing's face from the reflection on the water surface. Ye Zhixing lowered his head and looked at each other through the reflection.

"Disgusting?" Ye Zhixing's voice was faint, like the wind blowing across his face.

Shi Le said the word disgusting to him.

The young man shook his head quickly, and said hesitantly, "Senior's face...what happened?"

According to the character of the young Ye Zhixing, he would not normally ask such a question, but today for some reason, he suddenly had an inexplicable urge to know more about the person in front of him.

Even Ye Zhixing was stunned, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "I did something unforgivable earlier, and I suffered retribution."

The boy didn't ask any further questions, but also laughed: "Then I'll treat senior."

Ye Zhixing agreed, but he thought in his heart, if one day you really healed my face and saw my appearance, wouldn't you be scared to death?

So, the boy went to Zangshuge every day to read medical books and classics, from serious books to miscellaneous books and folk prescriptions. He often practiced swordsmanship during the day, and stayed up all night in Zangshuge or pharmacy at night, trying to improve everything a little bit. Ye Zhixing was also very good He cooperated with applying medicine to his face every day, but the traces left by the melt flow cannot be cured by ordinary medicine. Although he tried hundreds of prescriptions, Ye Zhixing's face did not improve at all.

Ye Zhixing knew it was useless, but he was patient and active. Whatever medicine the young man gave him, he wiped it on his face without any scruples. His face was sticky, and there was a rare sweetness in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and the young man heard a recipe from nowhere, saying that he used fresh narcissus grass from Yuechi country to make a decoction to wash his face every day. Even the wounds from the cauldrons are healed.

"Senior, would you please go to Yuechi Kingdom with me?"

At this time, Ye Zhixing was helping him to straighten out the mental method of regulating Qi. The candlelight was flickering, reflecting a warm light on his mask.

"If it's not convenient for you, I can go by myself." Ye Zhixing naturally knew that unless he got rid of ghosts or was ordered by his master to travel and practice, the disciples of Fuyu Mountain could not easily go down the mountain.

The young man shook his head, and the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly: "Master has already agreed, let me stay until senior's face is healed."

"Three years?"

"Yes, Master has made an exception and allowed me to practice at the foot of the mountain for these three years."

Even Ye Zhixing didn't expect that he could do this when he was young. After all, he used to be a coward who didn't even dare to drink alcohol.

Seeing the gentle and calm appearance of the other party, Ye Zhixing deliberately teased again: "What if my face still looks like this after three years?"

"Then we'll change things up."

Ye Zhixing smiled until his eyes narrowed: "It seems that Daoist Ye is determined to cure me."

The corners of the young man's lips curled up, his clear eyes reflected the stars in the sky, and he was frank and gentle: "That's right."

"Three years, three years later you will be eighteen."

It was Ye Zhixing who went to Lizhou to get rid of ghosts again that year, and met the Koi Fairy Shile that year, and everything changed.

"Ye Daochang, promise me one thing?"

"Senior, please speak."

"After three years, don't go to Lizhou."

The teenager frowned slightly: "Why?"

Ye Zhixing smiled lightly: "I'll talk to you later."

"it is good."

The young man believed everything Ye Zhixing said, and believed that the person in front of him was close to him and would never harm him for no reason.

There are few practitioners along the way in the Southern Territory. The two of them attracted a lot of attention when they walked on the road. After all, one is a handsome young Taoist priest with a long sword hanging from his waist, and the other is a taciturn masked man. It's a strange combination.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the two arrived in Yuechi Country, Ye Zhixing didn't pack his bags, so he took advantage of the confiscation of stalls in the nearby market and hurriedly bought some mooncakes.

"Fuyu Mountain is only the Mid-Autumn Festival, so you must have never gone down the mountain with your senior brother to taste the taste of mooncakes."

"Indeed." The young man pursed his lips, as if his obedience seemed rigid and boring.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Zhixing smiled, and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his head. At the age of 15, he hadn't fully turned his head, only up to the bridge of his nose.

"I will take you to eat every year from now on."

Just like back then, Shi Le took Xiao Zhi to eat moon cakes and taste Lantern Festival every new year and festival, and never remembered Ye Zhixing.At that time, he saw it in his eyes and envied him in his heart, but he dared not and refused to speak out.

The look of jealousy is too ugly.

I bought the mooncakes back, and I bought the best and most expensive ones, but it's a pity that people in the Southern Regions are addicted to sweets, and if one piece of mooncake is eaten separately, two Ye Zhixing's teeth will be so sweet.

"This is the flavor of mooncakes...?" The boy frowned so sweetly that he ate very slowly.

Ye Zhixing smiled: "How, is it delicious?"

"good."

Ye Zhixing smiled and teased him: "To be honest, don't fool me."

It took a long time for the boy whose scalp was numb from the sweetness to say: "It's a bit unpalatable."

Ye Zhixing's smile was hidden behind the mask: "I will take you to eat delicious food in the future, what do you like and what do you dislike, to be honest."

In fact, he would know even if the other party didn't tell him, but he was just bad and wanted to hear the other party say it.

It was rare for the young man to nod obediently, and curled his lips and said, "Senior clearly knows what I like and dislike about me."

"..." Ye Zhixing was stunned, speechless.

"Senior, you said, didn't you?"

Ye Zhixing suddenly smiled unscrupulously: "Xiao Daoist, are you acting like a baby with me?"

As expected, the young man was still young, his face was blushing, and he stammered: "Senior, please don't tease me, I..."

"You, if you really know how to act like a baby, it will be fine."

Ye Zhixing rubbed the young man's head again, but unexpectedly the young man's face turned red even more. Ever since he was a child, no one would associate the word "coquettish" with him. He also complied with everyone's expectations and behaved in the world Introverted and thoughtful, rarely revealing emotions, giving everyone a sense of stability and reliability.

All bitterness, all hatred, all tears can only be swallowed in the stomach.

Only this person in front of him made him completely let go of his guard and reveal his truest and presumptuous side.

"Senior, shall we go to a bar tonight?"

Ye Zhixing didn't expect him to say this suddenly, but he readily responded, "Okay, take your money and go."

That night, Ye Zhixing took his young self to the tavern to buy a jar of coconut wine. It was sweet and refreshing. It tasted like sugar water but was easy to drink. It was the first time for a young man to drink alcohol. The son was already drunk and unconscious.

Ye Zhixing didn't stop him, thinking that now that he had drunk enough and tasted all the fireworks in the world, he would never be tricked away by Shi Le with a bowl of wine and a plate of shrimp dumplings.

He carried the young man on his back and walked towards the newly moved house. The night was quiet, and the sound of his footsteps was very clear, and they landed in the moonlit alley.

With a heavy back, he woke up like a dream. He has lived for more than 20 years, and only the present is the real joy.

Although he still feels that he is in a dream, he feels that his life is complete.

"Senior...wait for me...wait for me to grow taller...taller than you." The drunk young man buried him in his neck, the heat wrapped around his ears, and he was talking drunkenly.

"What are you waiting for when you grow taller?"

"Let you rest assured...to act like a baby with me."

Ye Zhixing was stunned, perhaps because he was teased by the heat of his breath, his ears were burning.

"Why do you want me to act like a baby with you?"

"Aren't you...have no one to talk to?"

Ye Zhixing smiled: "Then I can't flirt with you either."

"why……"

"How can anyone act like a baby with me?"

"..."

Ye Zhixing waited, but there was no response from the people behind him. He smiled lightly against the night wind. This drunkard must have fallen asleep.

When you grow up, maybe my dream has woken up early, and at that time, you probably won't be able to find me.

Thinking of this, he actually felt lonely like never before.

Back at the house, Ye Zhixing wiped his face, took off his shoes and socks, tucked in the quilt, and planned to go back to his own room, but the boy grabbed his hand in a daze, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Senior Time."

"I'm not Shile."

"then who are you?"

Ye Zhixing took off his mask, revealing a ferocious face, and said solemnly, "I am, Ye Zhixing."

The drunkard paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Senior lied, that's me."

"I did not lie to you."

"..."

"I am you."

The air sank in an instant, and the drunk young man half-opened his eyes, looking at the unrecognizable man in confusion. Ye Zhixing knew that this guy must be so drunk tomorrow that he must be broken. He knows his own wine taste best. .

"Are you afraid?"

The young man shook his head and smiled, drunkenly: "I don't care who you are, anyway, I..."

"Ok?"

"I want to... stay by your side."

Ye Zhixing was stunned, and the string that had been stretching his heart broke with a bang. Looking at himself who was talking nonsense, his mouth suddenly became parched, and he didn't know what to do.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My face is so scary, aren't you afraid of being frightened?"

The boy shook his head: "If you mind, I will always cure you."

Ye Zhixing was in a trance for a moment. The person in front of him was him, but not him. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the soft red earballs.

"I might leave one day."

The drunk grabbed his hand even harder, as if afraid that he would leave immediately.

"Don't rely on me too much."

After a long time, the young man pursed his lips: "Where are you going, senior?"

"I..." Ye Zhixing suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Senior, no matter where you go, I will find you."

"..."

"we have a deal."

The young man hooked Ye Zhixing's little finger, shook it, and smiled, Ye Zhixing also smiled, and replied lightly.

After receiving this good news, the boy was finally willing to sleep obediently.

The shadow of the candles flickered in the room. Ye Zhixing looked at the young man's peaceful sleeping face, reached out and rubbed his face, which was hot from the smell of alcohol, and pulled his hand. His ten fingers touched the palm, which was still warm.

"If I disappear one day, don't look for me, you won't find me."

"..." The boy was fast asleep, so naturally he couldn't hear his words.

"Just remember me."

He originally thought that there was no hope for the rest of his life, but since he met his young self, the memory of the two of them getting along is enough for him to live for the rest of his life.

At least there is some warmth and hope.

Ye Zhixing thought, if it was a dream, then don't wake up.

"Hey, I'll wait until you grow taller, I hope you can be taller than me."

The boy curled his lips in his dream: "It's a deal."