When Huai Rao woke up, he was on the bed, and there was the sound of Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen blowing snow in his ears. Most of the time, Lu Xiaofeng is talking alone, and Ximen Fuxue only occasionally answers one or two words.

He got up and sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, listening to their conversation as he reflected on what had happened last night. The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became: he seemed to have done a lot of bad things.

Once he realized this, Huai Rao was shocked, he couldn't take care of Lu Xiaofeng and them, and pulled the quilt in his hand with a panicked face.

When Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Fuxue heard the movement, they stopped talking, and when they walked to the bedside, Huai Rao had already changed from tossing the quilt to tossing his fingers, and his pale and transparent skin was red marks one after another, which looked very miserable.

Lu Xiaofeng was startled, and quickly grabbed Huai Rao's hand to stop his masochism. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

The sudden voice made Huai Rao tremble, Huai Rao raised his head in a daze, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and then looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, who was gloomy about to drip ink, choked, his face turned red all of a sudden, and his eyes flashed with mist. He bit his lip and said, "Isn't that right...... Sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

After speaking, Huai Rao lowered his head suddenly, not daring to look at Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Blowing Snow, just like all the children who did something wrong and didn't dare to look at adults.

Lu Xiaofeng never thought that Huai Rao woke up with this kind of reaction, and was stunned. Looking at the hand obediently shrunk in the palm of his hand, this hand is so immature, he is really just a child. Lu Xiaofeng realized that it was normal and showed a tolerant smile.

In fact, he already knew that Huai Rao would not really want to harm them, he believed in Huai Rao, and even more believed in the eyes of Hua Manlou to see people. It's just that it's one thing to believe, and it's another thing not to understand. Looking at Huai Rao's reaction now, I'm afraid Huai Rao himself doesn't know what's going on.

"What did you do wrong?" Although he thought so, Lu Xiaofeng still swept the paw of the smaller one in his hand and asked.

"I ......" Before listening to Lu Xiaofeng's question, Huai Rao had been quietly letting Lu Xiaofeng fiddle with his hand, and after listening, his hand subconsciously shrank back, but was grabbed by Lu Xiaofeng. Huai Rao clenched his fists and opened his mouth for a long time before continuing, "I shouldn't have done that to you, but...... But I don't know what's going on, and suddenly I can't control myself. ”

Lu Xiaofeng showed such a look, slapped Huai Rao's little fist, and then withdrew his hand and patted his head, and said, "It's okay, before you wake up, I also discussed with Ximen, he won't kill you again." You can't joke with him all the time, though. ”

Everyone knows what kind of joke this kind of joke is.

"However, I didn't ......" Huai Rao understood, and immediately raised his head to explain, but was stopped by Lu Xiaofeng.

"You're still young, and there are some things that you don't really understand until you're older." It was rare for Lu Xiaofeng to speak to Huai Rao in such an undeniable tone.

Huai Rao opened his mouth and looked at Lu Xiaofeng in a daze, and instantly felt aggrieved. There were still red clouds on his cheeks that had not faded, and his eyes were moist, and his nose was wrinkled, which made people unbearable to look at.

"You're doing this to me again." Huai Rao said softly: "What do you say that you will naturally understand when you grow up, if you really want me to understand, why don't you just sue me?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless, did he want to sue him for being emotional?

"I don't want him to be with anyone else, I don't want to see him kill me, I'm going to be very uncomfortable." Huai Rao said in a low voice, as if talking to himself, "He can't kill me, he can't do without me, so it's very uncomfortable for him to do that, it's very uncomfortable, and then ......"

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised when he heard Huai Rao's murmur clearly, he couldn't imagine that Huai Rao actually thought like this. What gave him this kind of Simon can't kill him, he must have his delusion, obviously they are only a few sides.

Lu Xiaofeng had a feeling that it was very sick to spare him. This is a deep and inexplicable attachment, and every place where this attachment is built is disordered. Seemingly unrelated, strangely built together, to get such a result, once one of the links is confessed, then the whole theory will collapse, and Huai Rao will also be crushed by the "reliance" that he forcibly piled up.

Lu Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva, he didn't believe that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child needed such a false support, "Why can't Simon do that?" You've met a few times, but Simon and you aren't familiar with each other, are they? ”

Huai Rao tilted his head and looked at Lu Xiaofeng blankly, "He's mine, I'm alone." ”

A person who has been in a silent and dark world has not given him hope, but once there is hope, this hope cannot be shattered. Lu Xiaofeng didn't know which point of Ximen blowing snow touched Huai Rao, Huai Rao seemed to have caught Ximen as a light in the darkness, and it was also a life-saving straw that loosened it was hell.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered when Huai Rao said that he had no family, perhaps, where did this extreme thinking originate? He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Huai Rao's life-saving straw was caught too badly, and it was not good for him or Simon. Simon could not have fallen in love with anyone, and no matter what kind of love he had, the most important thing in his heart would always be his sword and his word. Huai Rao was destined to be unable to make up for what he lacked with Simon from the beginning, and even Simon's coldness would further destroy Huai Rao's spirit.

He could see that Huai Rao longed for a company that belonged only to him, taboo, or simply couldn't accept that the person he identified abandoned him and betrayed him.

"Huai Rao, you are not what you think you are to Simon." Such explanations are weak and do not serve any purpose.

"We should talk." Ximen Fuxue, who had been acting as a background board, suddenly spoke, although his face was still very cold, but at least he did not have murderous intent because Huai Rao repeatedly decided his own ownership.

Lu Xiaofeng closed his mouth in amusement, and saw that Ximen Fuxue was still looking at him and didn't make a sound, so he realized what Ximen meant, he rubbed his chin, and said uneasily: "Okay, I'll leave first, but don't get excited, Ximen." ”

Simon blows snow and is slightly invisible.

Lu Xiaofeng patted the top of Huai Rao's head again, and explained to Huai Rao: "Huai Rao, you also have to control yourself." ”

"Hmm." Huai Rao bit his lower lip and nodded obediently.

Lu Xiaofeng got the assurance of the two, and then left the room where the snow was blowing at the west gate.

The door was closed from the outside, and the west door blew snow and walked to the middle of the bed, and Huai Rao's pupils shrank and moved inside.

Ximen Fuxue frowned slightly, and watched Huai Rao move to the innermost part of the bed with cold eyes, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Huai Rao bent his knees, wrapped his hands around his knees, buried his head between his knees, shook his head, and said indistinctly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself." ”

Ximen Fuxue's eyes condensed.

I remember all the events of last night, including the time when I was controlled by Huai Rao. How could the crazy man last night and the well-behaved child now be the same person?

"It's not me who you want." Simon Blowing Snow said calmly.

Huai Rao showed a pair of watery eyes, wanting to speak but not daring to speak.

"You're just cowardly, what you need to face is yourself." Ximen Chuixue never knew how to be tactful, he either didn't speak, and what he said naturally hit the point and showed no mercy, "When you are really strong, you will naturally know that you are ridiculous now." ”

Huai Rao bit his lip and suppressed his tears.

Simon Fuxue disagreed, and said without the slightest sympathy: "No one necessarily accepts you." Maybe there will be someone who is willing to stay with you and spoil you as you wish, but it won't be me. ”

As Ximen Blowing Snow said words like peeling skin and drawing blood, Huai Rao's tears almost burst out of his eyes, and his aura was uncontrollable.

Simon Blowing Snow saw it, but he insisted on making everything clear.

He believes that men must always learn to stand up on their own, and that no matter what he has experienced, it cannot be a reason for him to be cowardly.

If you don't break it, you won't let Huai Rao crush his ridiculous theory today, and one day he will be killed by his own theory.

"Being strong is what you have to do now, don't let me look down on you."

"But I kissed you, and I am responsible for you." Huai Rao's fragile wooden tower hangs in the air, and he is doing the final rescue.

It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as he mentioned this, Simon Chuixue's face darkened again, "You don't need to be responsible, you'd better forget about it." ”

"I don't! Why should I forget? Huai Rao showed his whole face and shouted, "I just kissed you, and I just want to be responsible for you!" ”

Ximen Fuxue's wrist moved, and the sword he carried with him was unsheathed and pointed at Huairao.

This qiē is all a subconscious act of Ximen blowing snow, and it has not been considered.

Huai Rao slowly opened his mouth wide, and asked with a choked voice, "You want to kill me?" You're going to kill me again? ”

Simon Blowing Snow frowned.

"You clearly said that you would be good to me, and you promised me!" Huai Rao excitedly asked Ximen to blow the snow.

The aura around Huai Rao's body dropped suddenly, and Ximen Blowing Xue ignored the weak mental reaction brought by Huai Rao's shout, and stated calmly, "It's just a play that you sang with yourself." ”

Controlling others and their own behavior, isn't it a puppet show directed and acted by oneself?

"I won't kill you, you can go." Ximen Fuxue withdrew his sword, turned his back, and said indifferently.

The silence gradually calmed Huai Rao, he took a deep breath, got up, and seemed to be calm enough to put on his shoes and walk to the door.

"You're mine." Huai Rao grabbed the edge of the door, his unsteady eyes and complexion. He said softly, with a prophetic pronouncement.

"Self-deception."

Huai Rao didn't retort, he turned around and stepped out the door.

Ximen Fuxue may be right, but he doesn't know that in this short period of time, Huai Rao collapsed the wooden tower in his heart and rebuilt a stronger wooden tower.

The conclusion has never changed, and Simon Blowing Snow will be the one who has always been with him.

It has nothing to do with being cowardly or not, and it has nothing to do with being strong or not.

Just because there must be light in the world of Huairao, the light that belongs to him alone, and Simon Fuxue happened to turn on such a switch, then it can only be him.

Perhaps, this is also a kind of fate, although I don't know if it's a bad fate, or a good fate.