【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

The rain in autumn is cold, and the sky and the earth are connected by strips of rain, and the water curtain is like pouring, and it is almost impossible to see the road ahead.

Xue Yang sometimes wields his sword, sometimes rides a boat, sometimes walks, walks for a while and rests for a while, but in the end he really doesn't have the strength to push the disaster down, so he simply retracts his sword and walks forward step by step.Neither the sun nor the rain could stop him.Maybe he should stop and rest completely, but he just can't wait.I have completely disregarded my own embarrassment, thinking in my heart to persevere, go faster and faster.

All the way he traveled, he crossed mountains and rivers, passed wilderness trails, and passed through the crowds in the wild. Everything around him seemed to be a backdrop, and he had no time to appreciate it.Those swords and swords, unclear grievances and resentments, unclear right and wrong, have become less important since I don't know when.Between the heaven and the earth, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, the crowds and hustle and bustle, he has no time to take care of, only the figure of that person is the only light, the only thought on his way.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw the gate of Yicheng that he was familiar with.

Xue Yang didn't even know if he was still alive, so he staggered over, supported the dilapidated city gate, turned over and sat down on the slide.After sitting with his knees hugged for a while, he stood up again and walked into Yicheng.

The sunset glow in the autumn evening shrouded Yizhuang in a gray orange, and the white lanterns and paper money floated slightly with the wind.Exhausted, Xue Yang almost stepped over the high threshold, and finally walked inside after trying a few times.

A-Qing fell asleep lying on the table, heard a noise and opened her eyes, and found a man covered in blood walking straight towards her, but she didn't recognize Xue Yang, thinking it was a ghost in broad daylight, she was so frightened Screaming and falling off the chair.

Xue Yang said, "What's your name? A-Qing, did you give Xiao Xingchen the medicine?"

It was only then that A-Qing was sure that the person in front of her was Xue Yang, but she didn't know why she had gotten into such a distressed appearance, which was far different from the cheerful or sinister appearance in her impression.

A few days ago, she rushed back to Yizhuang. She originally wanted to take Xiao Xingchen away so that Xue Yang would never find him again, but Xue Yang gave her the way to break the formation, but he didn't give it to Xiao Xingchen. Even though A-Qing could be free Entering and leaving the formation, Xiao Xingchen couldn't get out, so he had to stay here all the time.

A-Qing said with a trembling voice, "Yeah, you, it seems that you didn't lie this time, but what do you want to do when you come back!"

As soon as A-Qing spoke, she became less afraid. She opened her arms to block the sleeping Xiao Xingchen, and said sharply, "You want to do something to the Taoist priest again! Get lost!"

Xue Yang relaxed slightly, pushed A-Qing away, and came to the bed.

Xiao Xingchen still fell asleep after taking the medicine.Xue Yang sniffed his breath, touched his chest for a beating heart, let out a long breath, and showed a smile on his face.He looked at Xiao Xingchen's face, and couldn't take his eyes off for a while.

A-Qing was dumbfounded by Xue Yang's appearance, and knew that even if this villain made soft and caring gestures, he must have a more hateful purpose in his heart.Seeing Xue Yang kissing Xiao Xingchen so unscrupulously, A-Qing felt a chill in his heart, and his hairs almost stood on end. He ran over and pushed Xue Yang, and shouted, "Don't touch the Taoist priest! Go away!"

Xue Yang turned his head suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he dragged A-Qing out of the cemetery, and slammed the door shut.

A-Qing slammed the door open outside, shouting at the top of her lungs, "You devil! You monster in human skin! I want to go in, let me in! Don't touch the Taoist priest with your dirty hands!"

How could Xue Yang pay any attention to him, he returned to Xiao Xingchen's side like a wandering soul.

The yelling was blocked, and the room was quiet.Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen, his heart that had been tense all this time finally eased, he couldn't hold on any longer after being relieved, and fell down along the edge of the bed.

It took Xue Yang a long time to wake up, his whole body was weak like a collapse.Xue Yang went to see Xiao Xingchen cleverly, and seeing that he was still lying there, he lowered his head again, slowly moved his wrists and knees, and slowly stood up while supporting the edge of the bed.

Xue Yang went to take a shower first, he really couldn't stand the blood all over his body, and thought, he couldn't let Xiao Xingchen wake up and see him like this for the first time.

As soon as he entered the barrel, the water turned red, and he changed it three times in a row before finally cleaning it.

The knife wounds and welts were soaked in hot water until the wounds turned white, the flesh was turned out, and the places scorched by the tongs were already red, swollen and festered.Xue Yang gouged out the carrion, dug out the remaining herbal medicine, applied it to the wound, then wrapped it with a bandage, and wrapped his fingers carefully.

He had too many injuries, some of which were serious.Only then did he realize that two ribs seemed to be broken, and he hadn't noticed it before. Fortunately, he didn't puncture his heart and lungs. It was a miracle that he could come back here alive.

Xue Yang laughed twice, but he didn't know whether to laugh at his embarrassment or his stubbornness.

He took care of the injury, changed his clothes, smoothed his hair again and tied it with a hair tie. He looked like a handsome young man again. Those wounds could not be seen under the cover of his clothes, as if nothing had happened.

Xue Yang randomly found some food to fill his stomach, and returned to Xiao Xingchen's side.

He looked at Xiao Xingchen's face, as if he couldn't get enough of it.In the past three years, he liked to look at him, and his eyes always followed him intentionally or unintentionally.Xiao Xingchen was blind, so he didn't realize that there were always two eyes staring at him, so Xue Yang became even more reckless.

A-Qing didn't like him like this, and asked if he was always pestering the Taoist priest, so he said I would like it, so the little blind man couldn't care less.As soon as the two quarreled, Xiao Xingchen coordinated from it.

This is the most common way for the three of them to get along. Thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime away.

Xiao Xingchen seemed to have had a dream, the dream was so long that it was almost impossible to wake up.

He saw his appearance as a child, practicing Taoism and fairy art under the teacher's door, and living and playing with his brothers and sisters in the same door.When he was young, he also liked to talk and laugh, he was brisk and flirtatious, and he had a gentle youthful vigor.He went down the mountain with a sword in his hand, and together with his best friends, he wanted to realize his dream of revenge.He became famous in one battle, helped others without asking for anything in return, and was praised by hundreds of schools.He lost his eyes, his dream became dark, as if there was no light, and he felt the warmth and coldness of the world.

It's just that the young man's appearance seemed to give him a little light. He was attracted by him. as warm.

Although the dream is long, you always have to wake up, just like the false three years.The young man's figure is in pieces, behind layers of lies lies naked malice and cruelty.Sometimes he really can't distinguish between dreams and reality. If he has been asleep, that false dream can continue. If he opens his dark eyes, what will be waiting for him.

He really hoped that all of this was a joke played by fate with him, it was a dream, and when he woke up, that boy would still be by his side, as if he had never left.

Xiao Xingchen moved his fingers.

The evening sun in autumn casts from the small window, and dust particles dance in the air.

Everything was very still.

For several days, Xue Yang held Xiao Xingchen's hand, he knew he was awake.

Xue Yang lifted his face from his arms, and his eyes fell on Xiao Xingchen's face, just like before.

Twilight fell over his face, making him look clean and soft.

He said slowly and briskly: "We are about to eat, and there are no ingredients to buy. There are two twigs here. If you draw the long ones, you don't take them off, but if you draw the short ones, you go. How about it?"

These are the tone and words that belong to that boy.

Just like every day in the past, the boy discussed with him who would go shopping for vegetables. Although it was a trivial matter, the boy never tired of it.

Xiao Xingchen was stunned. He slowly supported his body and sat up, then raised his hand, groped for the young man's hand, and then went up all the way to touch the top of his head.

Xiao Xingchen said, "You..."

Is he still awake?Or is everything after that a nightmare and the then and now are real?

Xue Yang couldn't bear it anymore, the emotions accumulated in his heart tore him, he rushed over and hugged Xiao Xingchen tightly, and burst into tears.

Xue Yang, why was he like this?He was violent, cold-blooded and cruel, and the man probably hadn't shed a tear since he was seven years old.

However, at this moment, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances, grief and anger he had suffered since he was a child, he hugged Xiao Xingchen, tears overflowed his eyes, ran down his cheeks, and flowed into the collar of Xiao Xingchen's back shirt.

Xiao Xingchen was hugged in his arms, the boy's head was buried in his neck, his hair brushed against his cheeks, and he felt a coolness on the side of his neck.

Xiao Xingchen was moved by the crying sorely, he numbly raised his hand to caress the young man's back.

Xiao Xingchen said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Xue Yang sobbed and said, "I thought you wouldn't wake up this time! Are you still in pain, is there any discomfort? I, I, I misunderstood, why didn't you tell me, what you like is actually It's me?!"

Xiao Xingchen's hand froze, as if waking up from a dream, he pushed him away, and said, "Xue Yang?"

Xue Yang was pushed back a few steps. He wiped his face and said, "It's also the one who stayed by your side for three years."

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, he had just woken up, he could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams, he couldn't see, the boy's voice was next to his ears, Xue Yang's ruthless voice was next to him, and he was engulfed in the mist for a while, It's like being caught in a huge, never-ending vortex.

Xue Yang walked over and said in the same boyish voice as before: "I brought A-Qing back, do you want to see her?"

Xiao Xingchen muttered, "A-Qing...do you want to threaten me with A-Qing again?"

Xue Yang quickly said: "No! I just think that the three of us are together again, maybe we can... But, can you forgive me? What I did before is my fault, can you forgive me? Xiao Stardust, don't you like me?"

Xiao Xingchen fell into an ice cave.

I don't know why Xue Yang knew what he wanted. He never told anyone. He wanted to keep it in his heart all the time, but why did Xue Yang know.

Xue Yang wanted to hug Xiao Xingchen again, but Xiao Xingchen waved his hand away in disgust.Being seen through his mind, Xiao Xingchen simply opened up.He said: "Even so, so what, what I like is the former person who didn't exist at all, what does it have to do with you!"

Xue Yang said in surprise, "But that's me, am I not really standing here now?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "Do you think you are alone? Look at the things you did."

Xiao Xingchen clenched his palms tightly: "What do you mean to forgive, do you really know where you are wrong? Or this is simply another confusing word of yours, what do you want to do? Drag me back again and know my mistakes. Mind, you have come up with a new way to torture me, haven't you?!"

Xue Yang said, "No!"

"That's why!" Xiao Xingchen scolded him, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "You are not worthy of being forgiven in the first place!"

Xue Yang was stunned.

When did Xiao Xingchen ever say such a serious thing, he returned to his side through all kinds of hardships, and ended up with such a sentence?This person actually felt that he was not worth it at all.

Xue Yang laughed out loud, his eyes covered with water vapor, and his face was full of cruelty and sorrow.

He smiled and said: "It's not worth it, yes, I'm not worth it. But Xiao Xingchen, your Shuanghua sword is so fierce, you fought me with the determination to die that day, why did the sword edge deflect at the critical moment?" Avoid my heart!"