【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was heavy snow.In the largest hospital in Fancheng, a pair of injured patients have been staying for a while.

After Xiao Xingchen was treated by the doctor here, his fate was saved.He just cut his neck with the Shuanghua Sword and acted resolutely. It may take a long time for him to wake up and recover.

The doctor said that if this kind of injury came a few hours late, let alone treating it, the person would probably have a cold already.

Xue Yang took off the gauze from Xiao Xingchen's neck. The slanted wound had just been stitched a few days ago, and it hasn't healed yet, and some places are still bleeding.Xue Yang skillfully wiped and changed the dressing, supported Xiao Xingchen's shoulder steadily with one hand, let his head rest on his chest, so as not to affect the wound, and wrapped the new gauze around it with the other hand.After the dressing was finished, Xiao Xingchen was gently placed on the bed.

Xue Yang casually lit another stove. This was the biggest and best room in this hospital, but he still felt that it wasn't warm enough.Throwing away the changed gauze, packing up the medicines, Xue Yang took off his outer shirt, lifted the quilt and got into bed.

Under Shuanghua's severe injuries, Xiao Xingchen's face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.Xue Yang wrapped his arms around him, thinking that Xiao Xingchen would definitely not feel cold.

Xue Yang's dark and bright eyes were not as arrogant as before, but rather dazed.

It seemed that Xue Yang hadn't recovered from that frightening sword strike. Xue Yang, who was always decisive and ruthless, felt panicked for the first time.

It's just a good thing, it's a good thing Xiao Xingchen didn't leave him.

But I always feel that he may leave at any time.

I don't know how many nights Xue Yang woke up from his sleep.He always slept very lightly, and these days he was awake all night.

It was the first time he was so frightened.Worrying about gains and losses, he was afraid that he would fall asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, Xiao Xingchen would disappear.

Xue Yang's red eyes were bloodshot, he tightened his arms, and hugged Xiao Xingchen even tighter, as if hugging his most beloved thing.He hugged her tightly, as if this could lock this person firmly by his side.

He was always like this, and occasionally the doctor brought medicine, and he spied such a scene.Over time, it spread in the clinic.

Doctors and pharmacists chatted and laughed in private, saying that in the innermost ward on the third floor lived a seriously injured blind Taoist priest in white, who was guarding a tall boy. On the same bed, even though they are all men, they should know how to avoid it.

Someone said: "Maybe it's a family member."

"But his temperament and appearance are completely different. The young man is all in black, with a friendly face, but the occasional cruelty is definitely not an ordinary person. You didn't see that the day he first came, he rushed here with a bloody Taoist on his back. Holding a black long sword in his hand, the rage is so fierce, like a ghost, I still feel my legs tremble when I think about it. If the presiding doctor hadn't said that the Taoist priest could be cured, he would have almost overturned and killed this clinic."

Several people had heard about this, and all of them were afraid to wipe their sweat and said: "Then it is definitely not the same way as Taoist priests."

"That's right, I don't know why this young man cares so much about a person of a different way, and he hugs him to sleep every day."

One person said: "I think that Taoist priest has a slender and elegant figure. Although his eyes are blindfolded, the lower half of his face can be seen to be extremely elegant..."

He hesitated to speak, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.After all, it was too unbelievable, and it took a long time for someone to say: "Could they be friends? Taoist and... hooligan?"

"It's very possible that you didn't see the way that little rascal looked at the Taoist priest. Oh, I'm too embarrassed to say..."

Everyone became interested and urged: "Say it."

"It's so terrible that I can't describe it. You can go and see for yourself when you have time."

Some laughed, others sighed, and one said: "It's really a bad world. Although this little Taoist priest is dizzy, he looks extraordinary and elegant. I didn't expect to be a rabbit master."

"It's not thanks to that handsome body, and that little rascal is also good-looking, you said how ecstasy they should be at night, hahaha..."

A few people sat around laughing together, Xue Yang could hear their conversations and laughter clearly outside the door, the smile on his face had long since disappeared, and there was a layer of coldness.The fingers creaked, almost breaking the escalator.

Xiao Xingchen's injuries haven't healed yet, so let's settle this debt for the time being.

Xue Yang still hugged Xiao Xingchen every day, and even more so, regardless of who went in and out of the doctor.

It's strange to say that he, who has light sleep and is prone to insomnia, has gradually gotten a good night's sleep.

Xue Yang opened his eyes.

He who has always had no dreams, for some reason, dreamed about what happened a few months ago.

What a bunch of gossiping garbage.Xue Yang cursed, got up after a while, passed the front hall, and walked towards Xiao Xingchen's room.

The sky outside the window has turned white, and this place is some distance away from people's homes, only the crowing of cocks can be vaguely heard in the distance.

The gray morning light shone in through the window, dimly sprinkled on Xiao Xingchen's sleeping face.Xue Yang walked over and knelt down in front of him, stretched out two fingers and pinched Xiao Xingchen's chin.

Xiao Xingchen is pretty good looking, with such a good temperament, no wonder he gets gossiped by others.Xue Yang squinted his eyes, and there was a strange throbbing in his heart. He didn't know where it came from, but at the same time he was a little angry. He wanted to hug this person tightly, and he didn't want to let him out of this Yizhuang for the rest of his life. Half a step, don't let others see half a point.

Perhaps it was because they were too close, but Xiao Xingchen's exposed white neck attracted Xue Yang's attention.Xue Yang lowered his head, showing his pair of canine teeth, and bit down on the side of his neck that was intact.

There was a stabbing pain in his sleep, Xiao Xingchen raised his neck uncomfortably, but he didn't expect that this unconscious move would reveal his neck even more.Xue Yang held his shoulder with one hand, and bent his chin with the other to make him turn his head away. His teeth gnawed on the smooth skin to produce a bright red, and a fishy sweetness soaked into his mouth.

Xiao Xingchen woke up and found that Xue Yang had come to him at some point, and raised his hand to push him away.

Xue Yang just did this, and didn't stay for long, he followed Xiao Xingchen's refusal almost obediently and straightened up.

Xiao Xingchen clutched his painful neck, turned towards Xue Yang in astonishment, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing!"

"Don't do anything." Xue Yang tilted his head slightly, with an unrestrained smile on his lips, and wiped away the blood on his lips with the back of his hand.

Xue Yang got up as if nothing had happened, and told him, "You should wake up and drink your medicine in a while."

Xiao Xingchen felt as if he was trapped in a huge abyss, surrounded by an invisible mist. Although the mist was invisible, it trapped him firmly, and at some point, it turned into a cold and hostile air. , attacked him from all directions.

Everything is broken and hopeless.

Xiao Xingchen has always slept well. He has a regular schedule of work and rest. He used to hunt at night and come back to rest in the early morning. During the last two years in Yicheng, because there was no evil for a long time, he unknowingly lived like an ordinary person. During the day, the work and rest time is slowly adjusted to be the same as that of ordinary people, working at sunrise and sleeping at sunset. No matter what, I sleep quite well.

Ever since the great change happened, everything about him has been in chaos, he sometimes wakes up and sometimes sleeps in a daze, as if there is no difference between day and night, he hopes countless times not to wake up after falling asleep, but every time he opens his eyes, he has to face the Everything around.

That night Xiao Xingchen fell asleep as usual, but the sudden strangeness around him woke him up instantly.

At first he thought it was Xue Yang standing in front of him, but the loose cloth hanging down the back of his hand told him it was not.

Xiao Xingchen's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he met someone other than Xue Yang after waking up.He keenly sensed something, and grabbed the sleeve of the man's clothes with his backhand, holding it firmly in his hand as if he was afraid that he would leave suddenly, while the other hand almost tremblingly groped for the man's waist.

When Xiao Xingchen's finger touched the hand with the scabbard, he was so startled that his whole body trembled.

The cool touch of the scabbard and the familiar patterns all conveyed to him who was coming.

Xiao Xingchen stood up slowly and asked very carefully, "Is it Zichen?"

The person who came did not make a sound.

The complicated pattern of blowing snow, the cold fingers of the visitor like a corpse, everything does not need to be explained in words.For a moment, all kinds of emotions were mixed, remorse, self-blame, thoughts, joy, fear, almost all emotions broke down at this moment, and exploded in my mind and gushed out!

Xiao Xingchen frantically held his arms, wanting to say hundreds of words to him, but couldn't say anything.Afraid of being heard by Xue Yang, he could only ask in a low voice over and over again: "Why did you come, how did you come!"

It was Song Lan who came.

That day Xue Yang turned Song Lan into a high-level murderous corpse and put several skull nails in it. He wanted to use him to do something, but Xue Yang was immersed in the rubbing with Xiao Xingchen, and he seemed to have forgotten to let him go. On the other side, he didn't care about it, the only use seemed to be to threaten Xiao Xingchen.

Having not called for many days, the dazed Song Lan was attracted by Xiao Xingchen, looking for her breath, she unconsciously walked to her friend's side in the middle of the night.

He stood here numbly, his body was still as straight as before, and his face was frosty.The eyeballs were mixed with white, and there were strange patterns on the neck and face.

Xiao Xingchen touched a piece of broken fabric where his hand touched, it was the place where he held Shuanghua's sword through his heart that day.Xiao Xingchen trembled violently, not knowing how to express the remorse in his heart.She was ashamed to see him again, but the hand that slipped down tightly held Fuxue on Song Lan's waist, fearing that he would never see him again.

The former friend was already a corpse, and he was unmoved by his emotion.

Xiao Xingchen said: "Zi Chen, you said you didn't have to see each other that day, but you were still tired by me after all. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation! It's just that I was trapped by Xue Yang and lost all my skills. I don't know what to do. What to do. But I must, I..."

Xiao Xingchen couldn't go on talking no matter what.At this moment, he can't guarantee anything at all.

How free and easy and confident he was, in his prime.He was also full of ambitions, killing evil spirits and maintaining peace.Now facing his friends, he dare not even make a promise easily.He originally made a huge promise, and what he said would be fulfilled. If he felt that he couldn't achieve it, how could he say it so easily.

In a state of confusion, he exerted too much force, almost tearing open the wound on his hand that was about to heal.Blood spurted out, slowly staining the bandage red, dripping drop by drop along the fingers to the ground.

Smelling the smell of blood, Song Lan was slightly restless, and turned sideways straight, trying to identify the location of the blood more carefully.

Xiao Xingchen covered his wound, his heart ached unbearably, but he had to retreat a few steps away from Song Lan.

Xiao Xingchen persuaded in a low voice: "Zichen, hurry up, if you don't leave, that beast will come over in a while."

Facing Song Lan, the remorse in his heart reached the extreme. If he hadn't been so gentle, he would have scolded Xue Yang bloody.

"I've been here a long time ago."

At some point, Xue Yang was already standing at the door, his eyes shining brightly in the dark night.He was looking at this side with cold eyes, and there was deep malice in his voice.

Xue Yang said, "Who do you call an animal?"