Don't mess around [Rebirth]

Lin Yin struggled to wake up in his arms, enduring unbearable pain, three souls and seven souls were turbulent, tortured him all the time.

He touched his cold neck, and there was no warmth on his body. The wound had healed, but there was still a faintly visible scar, and he raised his hand to touch it, which was shocking.

"Why did you save me... what about me... You forcibly tied me by your side with soul silk, but it still only added to the pain."

"Pain is pain. As long as you are alive, Benjun, as long as you are by my side... It doesn't matter if it hurts a little, I'll be with you, I will always be with you." Xie Qingya groaned in pain, and placed a kiss between his brows.

"You and I torture each other like this, there will be no results, stop torturing yourself, Qing Ya, let me die..."

"No, I will never..."

Xie Qingya hugged him tightly, as inseparable as before, brushed away the messy long hair in front of his eyes with slender fingers, pressed his thin lips against his, and kissed him.

Lin Yin closed his eyes weakly, feeling that he was a dead person at the moment, he couldn't feel the warmth, he couldn't feel the breath, only the constant ensuing pain entangled him, making him feel like he was in purgatory.

He didn't know what to do, he would not forgive him if he tried to persuade him, he just wanted to free himself and Xie Qingya, every minute and every second of living at this moment shouldn't be his own, go against the sky , how can there be good results.

The person in front of him is so arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, his selfishness makes the two of them endure the pain together, but he never asks him if he is willing to endure the pain, he will only do what he wants to do, and only obey his own will Heart, Xie Qingya... gave him the warmest love, made him unforgettable in this life, and also gave him the most painful love.

Anxious.

After all, who is whose disaster, who is whose disaster...

Xie Qingya got up and took a clean handkerchief himself. He had never looked at a person so seriously, as if the person in front of him would disappear as long as he was not by his side for a while.

He gently wiped the blood on Lin Yin's body, wiped his fingers and arms one by one, pulled off his belt, opened his clothes, and wiped the blood on his chest and neck for him.

The snow-white skin was stained with blood, so flawless, and the jade-like neck, because of him... had an indelible scar, ferocious and terrifying.

"I'm sorry...Lin Yin..." He moaned in pain, touching the scar tremblingly, the scene next to Sidaoya came to mind again, and he was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand, as if falling into a nightmare.

"I know you must hate me so much right now, you must hate me to death, right..."

Lin Yin remained silent, listening to him talking to himself, but tears fell from the corners of his eyes and flowed into his hair. Xie Qingya brought a new shirt, which was his favorite plain color, and dressed him with his own hands. Meticulous and gentle, it makes people hallucinate, as if all the past experiences are just a dream, as long as he wakes up, he can go back to the past, no one will die, no one will die, he is still the same Lin Yin from before, Xie Qingya He is also the Lord Hua of the Nine Heavens.

……

It was dark in front of the hall, and Lin Yin slept for three days and three nights, like a puppet, his limbs were almost stiff, he got up from the couch, moved his clumsy and stiff limbs, and walked towards the candlestick with bare feet.

It was the night, and he didn't like the feeling of darkness. Without light, it made people feel helpless.

He lit the torches and lit all the candlesticks in the hall. The hall was lit up, and there was no one there, not even Xie Qingya. He dispersed everyone in the demon palace, leaving only the two of them here. like a tomb.

"Lin Yin, why are you standing on the ground with bare feet?"

Xie Qingya stepped forward and snatched the fire from his hand, extinguished it, picked him up by the waist and walked to the side of the bed, put on shoes for him, and then allowed him to walk on the ground.

Sure enough, it is only after the fish dies and the net is broken that he knows how to cherish a little bit. Lin Yin looked down at him, just in time with Xie Qingya who raised his head. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, or there was nothing to say between them. explain.

"Lin Yin, do you think it's too boring to be here? In the morning tomorrow, I'll go with you to play in the city. Whatever you want, I'll follow you, okay?"

"Didn't the devil say that he would not treat me tenderly? Since he said it that day, he doesn't need to please me in every possible way now."

"I am angry with you again, how can you take it seriously? You are good to others in your heart, how can I turn a blind eye."

"So, it's still my fault." Lin Yin sneered: "It's like your sword cut through flesh and blood, you gave me a bottle of healing medicine, and asked me to forget all your injuries, and to be grateful to you .”

"No, that's not the case!"

"What's that like? In your eyes, I was sent to the door by myself. Anyone who is sent to the door by myself will not be cherished, let alone be treated gently. I am already so cheap, what do you want from me? What do you want? What do you want from me!"

"Don't say it...don't say it anymore, Lin Yin, I'm sorry..." Xie Qingya slowly approached him, regretting what he had said. He regretted so much that he even wanted to cut off his tongue. How could he say that those words...

How did he say those words...

--Snapped!

Xie Qingya raised his hand and slapped himself mercilessly, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Mojun, I'm tired, so I won't gossiping with you here anymore." Lin Yin turned around in a daze, and walked forward without looking back, her eyes were full of sadness.

"Don't go, don't leave me!" Xie Qingya hugged him from behind, and the feeling of being lost was about to torture him to the point of collapse. He really didn't want to see Lin Yin who was so indifferent. The person he was holding was the person he loved most. The person he loves, but at this moment he feels more like holding a corpse, a dead person without emotion and temperature.

He didn't want to do this... he really regretted it...

But there is no medicine for regret in this world, and he doesn't expect Lin Yin to forgive him, so is it okay if he just guards him like this.

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