refuse to be a teacher

In this way, it took a full day and a half.

He was so tired.

Since that day when the underground met Gu Hebai until now, the body that has been running around day and night has not been able to rest for a moment, but now the sudden force collided with the barrier of the sword guard in the sword-suppressing platform, causing the meridians in the whole body to rush backwards, the blood flowed horizontally, and finally it was overwhelmed. , slumped to the ground unconscious.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark.The sunset glow is all gone, only the moonlight outside the wooden carved window that connects the water is like smoke, bypassing the twists and turns and densely covered gaps, it is gentle but out of reach.

Xue Lan rubbed her eyes vigorously, and her vision gradually became clearer when she realized that there was a person sitting in front of her with her back facing him, who was leaning against the table and writing with a pen in silence. It shines as white as snow, and spreads out carefully along the subtle trajectory of the bright place, just like the long river flowing day and night.

Xue Lan was not sure who he was, but seeing the thin figure of the man swaying and swaying in the dim light, she softly guessed: "Old man, what are you writing? Where is Senior Yi? Where did the others go?"

The white-haired man obviously paused, but he just shook his head and didn't answer.

Xue Lanyin sighed, tried her best to prop up her body, and slowly approached him: "Just now I heard Senior Yi call you Master, but I suddenly thought of something important. I know you are old, you are not very but I still want to ask, are you..."

While he was talking, the white-haired man who buried his head in writing turned around in response, a pair of phoenix eyes filled with snow and ice fell into Xue Lanyin's heart without warning.

It's... Yan Hao.

It was like being stabbed severely.Xue Lan was in excruciating pain, but at the same time she was so happy that she couldn't control herself.He tremblingly stretched out his hand, tremblingly, trying to touch the white and flawless face in front of him.

However, trapped in the palm, there is only a cloud of air that cannot be touched like a cloud of smoke.

Xue Lan's face turned pale from the sudden shock, and she said in confusion: "...Master?!"

Yan Jue looked at him coldly, and Youyou said indifferently: "Don't call me master, I don't have your apprentice."

"Don't, don't, don't...Master, don't make jokes at this time, okay?" Xue Lan looked at him deeply, and leaned forward in fear and helplessness, and carefully touched his body that was difficult to gather together and said. , "Why did this happen? What kind of injury did you get?"

There was a void in Yan Jue's long and narrow phoenix eyes.He tilted his head, and the pale silver thread fell down and draped over his shoulders. Just like that, he looked straight ahead in a dull and monotonous way, and asked with some doubts: "What... what? What kind of injury did I get?"

Xue Lan panicked at once, and stretched out her hand, unable to touch or touch, so she could only choke her throat helplessly, and said incoherently: "Don't scare me, Master, you... you are also the same as that old man, Don't remember anything?"

Yan Ju moved his lips, uttered indistinctly, and mumbled a few unintelligible words.And after that, under the support of a ruined moonlight, Xue Lan saw with his own eyes that his picturesque and handsome face began to creep up densely packed with fine lines, and then the whole person seemed to be dehydrated, with a An extremely abnormal speed of aging in an instant.

——That appearance was exactly the same as the haggard white-haired old man in the sword-suppressing platform just now.

Even to a certain unexpected extent, Yan Jue's feminine and handsome profile overlapped with his old and thin face, almost overlapping into one place.

"Why... Master, Master?" Xue Lan knelt on the ground blankly, for a few short moments, he even forgot how to breathe.

However, Yan Jue didn't listen to his call at all.He opened his mouth, Xue Lan hurriedly glanced in because of fear, but couldn't see his teeth, but in the next moment, scarlet and ferocious blood flowed down from the empty mouth, all the way along the snow-white neck It slid down meanderingly, soaked in the snow-white bottom shirt, and soon stained a large area of ​​light red from the chest to the waist and abdomen.

Xue Lan could only feel her throat tightening, and stared at Yan Jue's bloody face that was exhausted like a withered tree. After a long time, she finally had the strength to ask him with great difficulty: "Master, what's wrong with you? What's going on? ?”

Yan Jue was still staring back at him blankly, his eyes were scattered and couldn't concentrate, but his voice suddenly became clear for some reason, as if it was right next to his ear, like a knife, every word was ruthless, scraping Xue Lan mercilessly Because in his heart, he only wished that he could not be smashed into thousands of pieces.

"Xue Lanyin, why do you know best in your heart, why do you keep asking?" He said, "If it wasn't for you, would I have become like this?"

Xue Lan's whole body was shaken, and for a moment she felt that her breathing was suffocated. After an unknown period of time, she finally spat out the word "no" trembling from her chest.

Then he woke up completely.

Cold sweat dripped down the corners of his eyes and hair, blurring his vision that was gradually becoming clearer.He swallowed, looked up and saw that the east outside the carved window was white, and the water was as bright as day, and he knew that he had just had a shocking nightmare.

He looked around for a while, and found that he had been moved. He had passed out on the Sword Town Terrace on the spot. The house he was in now was a little darker, and there were not so many exaggerated wooden windows, which made the surrounding A lot of light is missing.

The air in the room was generally cold, it was clearly a scorching summer day, Xue Lan was lying in the corner as a living person, but it was still unavoidable that his bones ached from the cold.He sniffed, and habitually wanted to laugh and curse at himself, but the moment he turned his head and looked out, all his eyes froze instantly.

I saw a slender figure sitting upright beside the quietly arranged nanmu table not far away.At that time, I was meticulously buried in the paper and ink scroll, copying something with a pen.

A thousand years of hair becomes snow, and a jade robe is cold and smokes.

I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, because Xue Lan subconsciously thinks that all the scenes in front of her are slightly distorted.Just at the same time when he was having doubts, the man coughed twice consciously, turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, and said casually, "You know you're awake? Did you sleep well?"

Such a mocking tone and voice is undoubtedly Yan's deceit.

Xue Lan moved her body and half sat up, obviously at a loss and said: "Master, Master..."

"You bastard got into trouble again, didn't you? Nestled in the sword-suppressing platform, turned Feng Aisu sword upside down by yourself?" Yan Jue took the teacup and stuffed it into Xue Lanyin's hand, not knowing whether it was out of anger Shi Xi said, "Excellent Xue Xiaomao, you're quite capable when I'm not around."

Xue Lan stared intently at Yan Jue's half-true and half-fake soft side face, so he held the hot teacup in his palm, and the surrounding area was completely burned red.In the end, Yan deceived himself and couldn't stand it any longer, so he went forward and snatched it away, slammed it on the table, and reprimanded him sharply: "Xue Xiaomao, are you bewitched by an evil spirit? You don't want to drink water, like idiot..."

In the middle of the conversation, just as Xue Lan raised his hand, hesitantly, Qu pointed to Yan Jue's soft lips.

——He was indeed a little bewitched.

The scene in the dream is too real.Subconsciously, he wanted to open Yan Jue's lips, trying his best to prove that his teeth were still alive, that he was not old, that he would not vomit blood, that he would not leave him...

But he was still too impatient, his nails were like a knife scraping, pinching the corner of Yan Jue's mouth, it was hot and painful, Yan Jue was so startled that he flew into a rage, raised his palm and slammed his wrist and said: "You bastard!" Boy, why are you crazy?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Yao's casual wave of his hand seemed to stimulate Xue Lanyin, so he rushed forward without any explanation, pinching Yan Yao's chin fiercely, the strength in his wrist was so strong that he himself was terrified.

Of course Yan Jue wouldn't let this little bastard succeed just like that, he flinched back, wrapped his hands around his neck and grabbed his shoulders and arms tightly, squeezed him up and down, and was instantly suppressed so tightly that he couldn't move.

"What's going on?" Yan bullied, "Xue Xiaomao, are you looking at me? Tell me what's wrong with you again?"

The words were not finished, but seeing Xue Lan leaning forward suddenly, she lowered her head and touched Yan Jue's lips almost without hesitation.

Yan bully doesn't understand what Xue Lanyin wants to do.

In other words, even Xue Lanyin didn't know what to do now.

He just nestled in front of him instinctively, like a wild beast that was irritated by others, almost recklessly buried his head forward, biting/pushing the two thin and soft lips repeatedly.

He was too scared.

Fear of loss, fear of death.

All the fear and bewilderment turned into a rampant brute force in the continuous state of loss of control in the brain, urging him to stick out the tip of his tongue obsessively, and greedily move inward all the way, and finally reached Yan Hao's hard teeth close.

Such a reckless bump could not bring any form of pleasure at all, and the sharp teeth successively grazed every inch of the fragile and clean soft flesh on the lips, making the two closely connected lips and tongues faintly smell of sweet blood.In the chaos, it is unknown who bit the other, and the saliva and blood that were too late to swallow when they were forced to kiss fell down together, finally bringing a little clarity to Xue Lanyin, who was almost fascinated and demented for a while.

Only then did Yan Jue push him aside in embarrassment, panting heavily, wiped off the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, turned to him and said, "...Xue Xiaomao, are you really crazy? "

Xue Lan's chest was violently heaving up and down due to her unsteady breath, and it took a long time before she gradually saw Yan Kai's face as pale as a sheet of paper.

He wasn't quite sure whether the current Yan Jue really existed.The more nightmares I have, the more I can't tell where the boundary between dream and reality is.His throat was so tight that he seemed to be tightly held in his hands by life, unable to make a sound, he could only stretch out his hands out of thin air, tremblingly, touched Yan Yao's shoulders, then leaned forward and buried his head in his hair, Like a kid who just did something wrong.

Yan Jue let him rely on him like this, no matter how much anger he had in his heart, it just disappeared, and he couldn't bring it up at all.He definitely owed Xue Lanyin in his previous life, half of his lip was bitten open by this little bastard, and he would feel faint pain when he took a breath, but if he really tried his best to act coquettishly with him, He had no choice but to brace himself and carry it.

——I can't complain, and I can't let go.

"Xiao Mao...Xue Xiaomao?" To be honest, Yan Jue was not very comforting.But because of Xue Lan's unprecedented bad situation, Yan Jue had to bear his temper, slowed down his voice, tried to calm down and talk to him carefully: "Tell me, you are alone in the sword-suppressing platform , what happened?"

This time, it was Xue Lanyin's turn to ignore him.

The kid didn't say anything, just hugged him, exerted all his strength, his nails sank into his flesh through a thin layer of light shirt, it hurt so badly.Yan Jue resisted not mentioning it, just patted him on the shoulder lightly, half to deceive, half to scare him seriously: "Okay, Xue Xiaomao, just make a fuss, if you do this again, I don't care about you anymore?"

Sure enough, when Xue Lanyin heard this, he became confused in a daze.

Seeing that he opened his mouth, Yan Jue seemed to have something to say, so he moved his ear close to him. After waiting for a long time, he heard his voice choked up, and he held him back in a dejected and helpless way:

"...Master, don't go."