The old monster loves the poor monk

I don't know how Yu Ling is sleeping now, whether he recognizes the bed or not.

Kong Ming was terrified by the thought that came to him, why do you miss him in the middle of the night?

Sleep, sleep, or continue to sleep.

Kongming closed his eyes tightly, but Ling's face kept shaking in front of his eyes. He knelt hard for more than half an hour before falling asleep, but fell asleep and fell into a dream again. When he was awake, he was thinking of Yu Ling, and when he fell asleep, he was dreaming of Yu Ling .

Yu Ling stood at a corner of the formation, with a hooked rune under his feet, Yu Ling looked at him and smiled indifferently, and Kong Ming could only look back at him quietly. The most common thing in ten thousand years is that they walk side by side without words, and they don't need to talk about debts, such a look is enough.

They are friends, the most important each other, and confidants on the way forward.

Even the fact that Yu Ling likes him and he doesn't like Yu Ling, they both accept each other frankly. It's not a sin to love, and it's not a sin not to love.

It is enough to have this one look at each other.

At this moment, Kong Ming is standing in the perspective of King Ming of the previous life, and he is a little moved when those tacit understandings vaguely emerge from the reincarnated soul.

It is a bit sensational. If it is the real King Ming at this moment, he will definitely not feel sensational. He is used to this kind of thing, but Kong Ming was very moved when he saw his past life, and Yu Ling stood there silently. After that indifferent smile, he focused on the formation and did not look at him again, Kong Ming was still staring at Yu Ling, and King Ming was the same as Yu Ling, neither of them looked at each other after that glance.

As long as you know that person exists, you don't need to confirm repeatedly.

Kong Ming suddenly felt that he shouldn't be King Ming, because he suddenly felt pity for Ling Xin, one of them was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, and he was not forced to help him, but he felt that Yu Ling was a bit pitiful, and as a player in the game, King Ming felt a little pitiful. I don't feel anything.

Saying that he and King Ming are the same person feels too ridiculous. When he looks at King Ming, it is basically the same as seeing a stranger. Apart from the fact that they are both monks and men, there is really no other similarity between them. up.

He is a former monk who recited scriptures and worshiped Buddha, and King Ming is a Buddha who was worshiped by monks.

King Ming was liked by these two powerful men, even though they were both men, he was protected by these two powerful men by relying on the blessings that King Ming left him, basically eating a strange free food.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that his greatest meaning lies in the word King Ming, but whether he is Kongming or not has little to do with it.

So for Yu Ling, the part of him who is King Ming is more important, or is it more important for him to be Kongming?

Thinking of this question, Kongming felt numb for a while, so he turned to Yu Ling again after thinking about it.

The next day, Wu Duyin and Shen Jining were invited out by people from the Dao Culture Headquarters. They stayed in the hotel and drank. Drinking is the three major hobbies. After being shaved into a snowy plain by the class teacher with a white ion perm, he put on five earrings in one ear as a protest, and began to develop new interests in the earrings.

It looks even stronger than Kong Ming's deliberate hip-hop.

Eat and drink at noon, and drink after dinner, Ye Yuan can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't persuade him at all, Kong Ming is forced to drink by Lin Caijun when he suffers, Kong Ming only likes to drink Baileys and sparkling sweet white, drink It's sweet and not spicy in the mouth. After drinking a little too much, I feel light and relaxed.

I want to keep drinking while drinking, and I bite the straw like a drink and keep sucking.

When Wu Duyin called back to inform them that they were going to have dinner with Dao Wenhua, Kong Ming had already fallen asleep on the table, and felt in a daze that someone was hugging him, and when he opened his eyes, there was Yu Ling's face approaching infinitely: " You're here again?" Kong Ming was in a daze, this time he was so close, would Yu Ling kiss him again?

Yu Ling put Kong Ming's hands on his shoulders and sent him back to his room and put him on the bed. When he went out, Kong Ming stopped him in a vague way: "Yu Ling."

Yu Ling looked back at Kong Ming, who sat up with half-opened eyes and pointed at the beer on the cabinet: "Bring me the beer, please."

Yu Ling took a look at Kong Ming's trance-like appearance, picked up the beer, opened the tab and handed it to him: "This is not sweet."

Kong Ming lowered his head, took a small sip and frowned, his face wrinkled and looked at Yu Ling: "It's not good."

Yu Ling took out the beer can in Kong Ming's hand and put it aside: "Have a good rest."

"Yu Ling." Kong Ming still called his name and didn't want him to leave, Yu Ling asked patiently: "What else?"

Kong Ming was puzzled for a moment, as if nothing happened: "Let's have a drink."

Yu Ling picked up the opened beer and drank it with his head up twice, put down the can and frowned slightly: "Go to sleep."

Kong Ming felt that Yu Ling seemed to be angry, he never showed such an expression to King Ming, even though his face was expressionless, there was warmth in his eyes, but he frowned impatiently towards him, Kong Ming had something in his heart The place stings for a moment: "Yu Ling, do you have someone you like?"

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, then stared at Kong Ming: "Yes."

It was this kind of eyes that seemed to be looking at somewhere through him. Qiyu had looked at him with such eyes before, but he didn't understand the meaning of them at that time. Now Yu Ling's eyes almost made Kong Ming look at him for the first time in his life. Feeling a kind of embarrassing panic, it turned out that Yu Ling remembered King Ming.

"What kind of person is he?" Kong Ming stared into Yu Ling's eyes.

"He's a person just like himself." Yu Ling didn't use greatness, he had better use words to express his admiration for King Ming, he explained that Wang is King Ming.

Kong Ming understood what he meant by surprise, just like his feelings for King Ming in the past, King Ming doesn't need to be anyone, doesn't need to fulfill any of his expectations, being in the world is the best gift.

So what if King Ming becomes Kong Ming?

Kong Ming felt that his current mood was a bit strange, a surge of anxiety and pain seemed to put his heart on a small fire iron frame, and the peaceful and peaceful state of mind in the past dissipated as if it had never existed. The Buddha said that the world is the most miserable It turns out that if the five aggregates are burned together, the body will be punished.

Kong Ming took a deep breath, calming down his discomfort like a heart spasm: "Then what kind of person am I in your eyes?"

Yu Ling was very calm: "You are Kongming."

Ming Wang is Ming Wang, and Kong Ming is Kong Ming. He deserves to be a person who has been with Fudo Ming Wang for tens of thousands of years. This kind of concentration, self-sustainability and clear distinction are probably not comparable to the master, and Kong Ming can only hang down. Eye.

Yu Ling bent slightly to look into Kongming's eyes, with some reminders: "Kongming, don't be easily attached to your ego, you have to learn to distinguish what you really want." He said this in a tone that seemed to be teaching A child about to go astray.

Kong Ming looked into Yu Ling's eyes: "I haven't."

Looking at Kong Ming's stubborn eyes, Yu Ling raised his hand and touched his head and walked out of the room.

Kong Ming looked at the closed door, he was the reincarnation of King Ming, but he didn't understand King Ming, nor Yu Ling, as a mortal, it was really difficult to understand the world of these monsters.

Frustrated, he fell asleep, and the next morning, Kong Ming stared at the overhead light with his eyes wide open, and he had been staring at it for half an hour.

Kong Ming felt that he just cared too much about Yu Ling, basically because he had a relationship with Yu Ling in his previous life, why did he like Yu Ling after drinking a little wine last night?

He wasn't ready to love anyone yet.

The master said that it is best not to make mistakes. When you start to make mistakes, you will embark on a road that is difficult to turn back, because there are always ten things in one thing.

After that day, Kong Ming embarked on the wrong path. He said that he was not ready to like Yu Ling, but at a certain moment, he felt that Yu Ling's jaw line was beautiful, and then he found that his earlobes were beautiful, and the corners of his lips were beautiful. Good-looking, the slightly messy hair on his forehead, the indifferent expression between his eyebrows and his slender fingers when he propped his head sideways, showing his collarbone are all very good-looking.

In the past 17 years, Kong Ming's non-discrimination filter, which does not recognize men and women, was shattered by Yu Ling. He gave birth to a mind of discrimination, and his eyes began to distinguish between 'others' and 'Yu Ling'.

The person sitting next to him changed from a male teammate named Yu Ling to Yu Ling who he cared about very much.

He cared if he turned his head to look at him when he was talking, and if he was walking side by side with him, and he pretended not to care about all of this.

I don't know if it was the moment when the eyes met when we met, the wings were flapped at first, but now it's like a sudden gust of wind passing through, Kong Ming's heart is completely disturbed

Even Yu Ling reminded him not to easily touch his ego, but he fell into this poor sprouting innocence.

At night, Kongming meditated on the bed and reflected on his own heart, and began to think about everything about Ling. Since the first time he met Yu Ling, the look in his eyes has not changed, and the look of being innocent and ignorant of affairs is also the same. There is nothing to like, except for the sake of the face of the previous life, I gave him some preferential treatment...

Kong Ming's thoughts were interrupted by a thought, he covered his forehead feebly, he actually felt that Yu Ling's clean-sighted appearance was also pretty good.

Kong Ming thinks he is finished...

And when life is in a desperate situation, there will always be a chance to fall into a more ferocious one. Half a month later, after a dinner party, he was drunk and dragged Yu Ling, but Yu Ling took him home directly.

Due to the painful lesson of drinking last time, Kong Ming decided to drink himself completely after he started drinking this time, so that he would not go crazy over Yu Lingfa's wine.

Except for the fact that he was holding onto Yu Ling after he was drunk, which was expected, he fell down and fell asleep very smoothly, avoiding the possibility of getting drunk.

Sleeping until the middle of the night, because I was thirsty, I got up to look for water to drink, and in a daze, I reached out and fumbled for the things in my hands. What I touched was the softness of the clothes and the warm body through the clothes. Kong Ming was startled. With a big jump, a little bit of starlight outside the window mixed with the lighting that lasted all night came in.

Yu Ling opened his eyes and turned his head to look at him sleepily, his eyelashes were slightly drawn, and he was lying beside him with his clothes closed, two buttons on the top of the clothes were unbuttoned to reveal his collarbone, and the clothes were pressed into many folds.