However, it was said that after Xing Mu got Qin Yu's blood, he quickly rushed back to the Palace of the Torture King, and finally saved the life of the old palace master.

At night, in a gloomy room, Xing Mu was doing what he had to do every day. The old palace master pushed the door in and lit the lamp. The walls of the room are full of portraits of young men, sitting or standing, angry or angry, the corners of the young man's mouth are slightly raised when he tastes tea and appreciates the flowers, and Lan Qing's face is full of anger when he provokes him······ One by one, the boy seems to be jumping out of the painting, and each one is extremely expressive.

The old palace master sighed, "Mu'er, why are you bored in the room like this, what's the use of painting these?" Xing Mu's hand was stiff when he was painting, yes, what's the use? He hated him after all, he still hurt him after all, Qin Yu ······ Did he hate himself like that?

"Dad, you say, does he hate me? Does he never want to see me again? I'm so scared, afraid that he will hate me. Xing Mu put down the brush and asked uneasily. The old palace master patted him on the shoulder, "Child, if you miss him again, it will be in vain if you don't go to him to make your words clear." ”

In vain? But he is a man, and even if he sees it, it is not in vain. Xing Mu thought about it, and felt sad from his heart, and for a while, he felt that life was boring. "Father, why do you say men can't be with men?" The old palace master frowned, man? Oh, I see······

"Mu'er, there are no absolutes in the world, as long as you want to, and he is willing, why can't men be together? Life is short, don't seek carefree, but seek a confidant. The old palace master said meaningfully. Xing Mu was taken aback, "Daddy, do you mean you don't mind that what I like is a man?" "What's there to mind about this, whether it's a man or a woman, as long as it's something you love, be bold enough to keep him by your side, and what if he hates you? You spend your whole life to repay him, people's hearts are made of meat, as long as you are sincere, you will definitely be able to impress him. ”

The old palace master touched his beard and encouraged Xing Mu to chase Qin Yu into his hands. Sure enough, when Xing Mu heard his words, he immediately understood, "Daddy, then Mu'er is going to find him, and you must keep him by your side." The smiling man was about to go to Qin Yu, but the old palace master grabbed him: "Little rabbit cub, you just leave like this, then who will manage this torture palace?" ”

Xing Mu anxiously went to find Qin Yu, and said anxiously: "Daddy, anyway, this torture palace was originally given to me by you, now you can take it back and play with it first." Oops, I'll go first. He tore off the old palace master's hand, rode on a fast horse, and ran in the direction of the capital.

"Stinky boy, you come back to me, stinky boy······"

God knows, it's only been half a month, and he misses Qin Yu as if it's been more than half a year, and now he has just tasted what it means to miss him.

Every day and night, when drinking tea, I think of him drinking tea. When I fall asleep, I think of the young man sleeping quietly that afternoon. Even when eating, when I see the food he doesn't like to eat, I think of the naughty appearance of him secretly throwing away the food······

Thinking about him, thinking like crazy, even if he knows that he hates himself, he still thinks about him desperately, every day, he can only rely on the portrait to see things and think about people, painting one painting a day, the portrait increases one by one, and the thoughts are also inflated.

Now, the words of the old palace master made him completely wake up. That's right, since you love him, you have to keep him by your side, he uses his life to protect him, no matter what, he will never leave him again, even if he hates him, it doesn't matter, just let him look at him quietly, and he can hear his voice every day. So ······ That's it.