[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

"...No, Songyang, don't throw it out either."

Yin Gu caught the cotton spores quickly.Cotton spores screamed in fright in his hands, and the little green face was wrinkled in aggrieved way, not knowing what he said was wrong.Even though the long-haired man turned his face away in an instant, the insect master still found the red ears in the other's hair at a glance.

Finger flicked the bottle containing the cotton spores, Yin Gu said to it in a low voice: "Songyang is thin-skinned, don't make such jokes with him."

Chong was at a loss: "What is a joke?"

In early winter, life was better.As soon as the first snow falls, the road surface becomes more and more difficult to walk on. When you step on it, the deepest snow can sink to your knees.Yin Gu originally planned to arrive at the place where the insect masters stored the scrolls before the beginning of spring, but now it had to be postponed.

Because it is getting colder and colder, the cotton spores have to start hibernating.In the silent heavy snow, only the two of them walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The hot breath condensed into ice, and the scarf around the mouth was frozen hard.

Yin Gu let out a big breath of white air, and when he turned around, he found that Song Yang was following a few miles away from him. When the wind was strong, he could almost see only one figure.

Yin Gu didn't want to shout out in the snow, so he approached and felt the other party's hesitant footsteps.

"Well, please don't mind if it's my illusion. You seem to be following farther and farther these days... Is it because I walked too fast?"

Song Yang was wrapped in a silver scarf from his mouth to the top of his head, only a pair of light green eyes were exposed.

The only trace of warm greenness in the wind and snow.

"no."

The light green eyes blinked and then turned away, looking a little flustered.

"My eyesight is better, even if it is far away, I can still see Mr. Yin Gu. Don't worry about losing me."

Yin Gu frowned, as if thinking of something.He still didn't make a sound, just turned around and continued to walk forward against the wind and snow.

The colder the weather, the more obvious the characteristics of insect masters that attract insects.

Songyang felt that he was about to become a moth with only biological instinct left.Just seeing the firelight in the snow, I want to get close to it recklessly, and then melt myself away.

But after all, he is not a moth, but a conscious and thinking person.He has a good impression of Yin Gu, who is calm, rational and knowledgeable, and he doesn't want to accidentally make a move to bump into the other party because of letting his impulse go.Keeping the distance carefully like this, the situation should be better when the spring begins.

They didn't reach the village that day, but fortunately they found the hut built by the Orion on the mountainside. They didn't see the owner, so they simply occupied the magpie's nest.

Songyang knocked clean snow off the eaves, lit it on fire, boiled it into drinking hot water, and shared a bowl with Yingu.After eating something hot, the chill all over his body was evaporated, and his whole body was steaming.

The man sitting across from the fire was waving something invisible in the air and remained silent.Songyang looked around, only to react belatedly.

Yin Gu didn't light any smoke to repel insects today.

Not only did he not light a cigarette, he even choked out the cigarette that was usually in his mouth.The man just sat cross-legged by the fire, arranging his medicine bottles and scrolls as usual, and waved away the worms in front of him helplessly from time to time.

"... Mr. Yin Gu, don't you want to repel the bugs?"

The vocal cords seemed weird, with a feeling of dryness that was about to lose their minds.

"Well. I want to observe a phenomenon, so I won't order it today."

When awake, the sense of urgency for physical contact becomes more uncomfortable.Songyang simply got into the sleeping bag early and said good night to Yingu.Before closing his eyes, he saw the man's emerald green eyes looking at him thoughtfully.

Chaotic and noisy dreams.The worm whispered softly, and the veins of light flowed continuously under his body.He dreamed about things from a long, long time ago. At some point in his life, he might have seen these worms.

Xu turned around, blood red eyes.

Those are not others, but their own eyes.Xu is not someone else, but a part of the same fate as oneself.

Songyang was almost woken up by fright.There was still a thin layer of water vapor in his eyes, and he couldn't see where he was for a moment.

He didn't fully wake up until he blinked hard and saw the green eyes of the Bug Master leaning over him.

"..." Songyang quietly pulled the quilt over his eyes.

"...Really," Yin Gu seemed to finally be able to hold back his laughter, "What are you being shy about?"

The man just sat there and read the scroll, but he rolled over more and more and got closer to him in his sleep. At the end of the roll, his head was leaning against his leg like a kitten, falling asleep and not moving.Yin Gu was smiling, while reaching for the scroll under his head, he said, "I didn't dare to wake you up just now, I haven't finished this scroll yet."

Songyang hurriedly got up and watched the man light up the insect repellent cigarette again.The worm master still had a smile in his eyes and mouth, looked at Songyang and said, "I forgot about this. Since you are also a worm, it is normal to be attracted by my physique."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but want to laugh: "How embarrassed are you to say it? These days, I only know that I'm far away, and I thought I was hated. Just tell me this kind of thing frankly , I will help you solve it."

"Yu, so it can be solved?"

"Yes. But before that, I want to ask you one thing."

The man clasped his hands together in a rare grand look.

"...Please let me collect some information!"

Song Yang knew that Yin Gu was a bit of a crusader, which was probably the common characteristic of all insect masters, after all, they were people who walked between the known and the unknown.He was very generous, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his pale arms, and said, "As you like, whether it's blood drawing or experimentation, I will cooperate with Mr. Yin Gu."

"No need to draw blood. I just want to test the susceptibility of the bug."

Songyang saw Yin Gu also rolled up the sleeves of the turtleneck sweater, and walked over with a glove on one hand and a black cloth strip in the other.

"Please tie this over your eye."

The strips are cotton, a bit thick, and when tied, all light cannot get through.Song Yang was blindfolded and knelt in the middle of the room, and heard the man walking up and down the room, stuffing something in the wind-blown window lattice and door crack, and the noise in the room suddenly became quieter.

"The so-called physique that attracts insects is probably the same as when hungry people smell the aroma of dishes and subconsciously want to get closer. When insects come into contact with people with this physique, they will feel the comfort of being satisfied. My right hand Gloves on, now touching your fingertips."

His left hand, which was on his lap, was held by the other party, fingertip to fingertip, touching in mid-air.

"Keep in mind the comfort of gloved contact with you. Next comes the ungloved hand."

Because the eyes were blindfolded, there were no other noises in the ears except the man's low voice, and the sense of touch became more sensitive than ever.As soon as the man's slender hands touched his fingertips, he almost trembled all over.

"...Is the reaction so strong?" Yin Gu muttered, "If the comfort of touching you while wearing gloves is 1, then find a multiple to describe the feeling of touching you without gloves."

"Probably, twice?"

"The susceptibility of direct contact is twice that of distance contact." Yin Gu murmured to himself, probably remembering something while speaking, "That's right, insects are always on my face all day long, but there are fewer insects on my clothes." have."

He took off the glove on one hand, and he didn't know where to throw it, with a plop.One of his hands was still touching Songyang's fingertips, and the other hand reached into the loose cuff of the kimono, gently touching the other's wrist.

"Compare the sensitivity of the fingertips to that of the wrist."

"It's still more intense at the fingertips."

"Fingertips and forearms?"

"It seems to be the forearm...that, it's a little itchy."

Song Yang couldn't help laughing.The man's hand reached into his cuff and touched all the way up, causing him to shrink his arm slightly.

"Clothes...do you want to take them off?"

He remembered what the other party said about direct contact.

The insect master paused for a moment.

"No. It's too cold now."

Yin Gu tested the sensitivity of his forehead, eyelids, neck, chest and abdomen again, and finally came to an interesting conclusion: "Generally speaking, the skin receptors are distributed in spots on the skin, and the more active parts, the distribution of receptors The more, for example, the fingertips, forehead, and tongue are more sensitive to touch than the trunk, chest and abdomen. But for worms, the closer they are to the vital parts of the heart when they come into contact with people with the physique of attracting insects, the stronger the sensitivity seems to be. For example explain,"

The heart was touched by warm palms.Just like sitting down and drinking hot water, the whole body is covered with comfortable warmth.

"Even if it is not in direct contact, it can cause a lot of impact on the insects."

The impact is really not small.

...Umm, Gingo-san, can you give me a hug?

——Just a little bit short, this sentence will be blurted out.