"Don't think about anything, okay? Ayan, I'm with you. Get a good night's sleep tonight and don't think about anything. I conjured up a bath towel and wrapped it around the person in my arms, and he consciously hugged the shirt I had just taken off, obediently obedient.

After carrying him to bed, Ayan put on my clothes and let me wipe his hair.

"Have you thought about it?" I asked casually.

“…… Well. ”

"Actually, you don't have to...... You should give yourself some buffer time. I sighed. After so many years of obsession, how can it be so easy to let go.

“…… Well. Thank you. ”

"Thank me for what? Well? I smiled and kissed him on the forehead. Ah Yang's emotions that had just calmed down collapsed instantly, he sobbed, trying his best to hold back his tears, but the more this happened, the more the tears couldn't stop flowing down. "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry for me...... I can't help it. ”

"It's alright, Jan. Cry out. You've been wronged too much. It's good to cry out. I took his hand and put it on my chest.

Why shouldn't I be wronged? How can I be wronged? I love this guy. My unwavering heart fluctuates for him, trembles for him, storms or violent avalanches, the scorching sun of August and the warm sun of spring, all because of this man.

It was I who felt sorry for him, and I was the one who was extremely angry.

I was the one who watched him leave categorically, and later, it was I who even raised my hand to beat him.

Yes, I hit him.

Later, when Wucheng chased him into the room, Xiaoqian came with a whip.

Xiao Qian's whip was about to fall in the blink of an eye, but a light blue light emanated from Wucheng's body. I'm all too familiar with the pale blue glow. Ayan's spiritual powers.

When I took over the blessing bag with half of Ah Yang's spiritual power, I realized that it was not only Ah Yang who froze my heart, but also me. Isn't Ayan a block of ice? I melted him and broke my own heart.

I used to think that this feeling was probably like drinking snow water in winter.

Now that I know, I don't want to say anything.

I calmed down and sat casually on the bed, playing with Ayan's neat hair ends.

"Orange," Ayan called, "there's something I should tell you......" He still looked with inexplicable sorrow, and I hugged him, "And me and Xiaoqian, aren't we?" ”

When Xiao Qian rudely drove Wucheng to the sofa, Wucheng's dazed and flustered appearance made me want to laugh a little.

The process of explanation is very long, all because Wucheng is too stupid and understands so slowly.

It's not because I don't want to reminisce about those difficult years.

I fled in the darkness with a lonely heart.

Like a drowning man, looking for a piece of driftwood to save his life. I squeezed Ayan's hand, his fingers regained warmth, softness and beauty, and gently wiped away the cold sweat from my palm.

When Ah Yang stretched out his hand to pull away the orange boy's soul, his fingers were still trembling violently. He sat down weakly on the ground, his head bowed, tears falling to the ground, splashing small splashes.

"It's all right...... I'm just, reluctant. You know, it's been too long......" Ayan muttered in a vague whisper.

I stood up and walked over, Gotachi's body slumped on the couch, his eyes blank. I stretched out my hand, and the spiritual power wrapped around the lifeless, almost corpse-like man, who slowly grew smaller, his face became younger and younger, and finally he returned to his infant state, lying there meekly and harmlessly, breathing quietly.

"Hey! Si Song! You ......," Xiao Qian exclaimed. "What are you doing!"

"Why not another life?" I glanced at Chang Xiyang, who was sitting on the ground, "He can't help it, so I'll do it again." Let his soul be purified. ”

"I'll sing hymns for you." There seemed to be a light in Ayan's eyes.

"Then I'll have to create a God." But my light is extinguished.

Like something, the invasion came in.

The wisps of winding, clogging my throat and making it impossible for me to breathe, slimy, stubborn, slow flowing, burrowing into my veins, sticky, dark.

A moment before I fainted, I knew that it was not only the invasion, but also something that had been stripped away.

There's in and there's out, isn't it?

It was gone, stripped off one by one, like a scattered sweater.

"Si Song!" Someone was screaming.

I am so tired.

Don't care about anything anymore.

Let me be a cat.

The yarn ball is also quite good.

I fled in the darkness with a lonely heart.

The driftwood decayed and sank into the water. The spider silk broke and the straw turned to ash.

There is nothing more to redeem.

Good night.

What he forgot about the small fan (2)

In the early hours of the morning, before dawn, the door of Chang Xiyang's room opened gently, and a dark shadow touched in, Chang Xiyang's body trembled, and he woke up suddenly.

The black shadow obviously lightened his steps, cautiously approached his bed, and his body pressed down, Chang Xiyang's body shook, and he quietly fell behind the black shadow, and a neat lock throat suppressed the person, "Who are you?" Chang Xiyang's voice was indifferent, but there was also a hint of fierceness, but the moment his arm turned on the man, a familiar aura enveloped him, and he was helpless and relieved.

Sure enough, the man turned around and complained in an aggrieved voice, "It hurts, Ayan." ”

"Si Song, why did you come here?"

"I want you to watch the sunrise......"

"Why didn't you say it yesterday?"

"I dreamed of it at night, and when I woke up, I wanted to take you there."

"......" Chang Xiyang was really helpless, he was about to say something again, but suddenly realized that he hadn't even had the slightest hint! He doesn't like to wear clothes when he sleeps on weekdays, but it was an emergency just now, and he completely forgot about it, thinking that he was standing naked in front of that person, even in the dark, he couldn't burn his face for a while, "Turn back!" ”

"Huh?"

"Turn around!" Si Song rarely listened to the man's voice with such intense emotions, and hurriedly turned his back, and when Xi Yang's body was pasted, he found that the man was not wearing clothes, but when he said it, Xi Yang must be even more ashamed, and in the dark night, he didn't dare to take a serious look at the carcass that the person was about to emit light.

A disgusting gentleman, this is the evaluation that the orange boy gave him later.

Not unreasonable.

Chang Xiyang put on his clothes and cut his hair again, then turned on the light and looked at the man with a red face.

"Shall you go now?"

Si Song nodded, and naturally took the man's hand.

In the distance, the rolling mountains are there, and Qiu Yan's home is there.

"To the mountains?"

"Good view from the mountain." Si Song pulled the man to the other side of the mountain, "Shall we go over there?" ”

Chang Xiyang lowered his eyes and glanced at the hands held by the two and nodded.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, the mountain is steep, and there are many wild grasses, the trees grow in a mess, the two people support each other and finally climb to the top, Chang Xiyang's physical strength is not as good as Si Song, although he didn't complain anything, but he also squatted on the ground and panted deeply, tired and couldn't. Si Song was a little distressed, squatted down and wiped the sweat from the man's forehead with his sleeve, "If I knew this, it would be better to teleport over." ”

Chang Xiyang shook his head, grabbed the man's hand, and didn't have the strength to speak.

There is a faint light on the horizon, and it is a little closer to the sun than the world, and the sunrise and sunset are extremely spectacular. On weekdays, I am used to seeing the scenery of the heavenly realm, and I feel that it is ordinary, but Si Song dreamed of it for no reason today, in the blood-red sunrise, the morning sun burned with the morning mist, and the golden waterfall-like sunlight poured down through the clouds, giving everything in this world a rejuvenating vitality. and Chang Xiyang's indifferent face, with a golden smile.

Just like it is now.

He was stunned and stared blankly at the people around him.

Chang Xiyang turned his head to look at him and tilted his head slightly, "What's wrong?" ”

Si Song was speechless for a while, what did he say? Are you so good-looking? This sunrise is as beautiful as yours? Chang Xiyang: I really like you? Ah, save this creator who is as shy as a little boy and has a crush on his best friend.

Chang Xiyang looked at the person who was not quite right a little strangely, but, ah, his Ayan is always like this, looking straight into your eyes when looking at people, looking at you with his sincere, clean and bright beautiful eyes like starlight, and asking you what happened with concern in his heart, Si Song looked into the eyes of that person, and the bottom of his eyes was about to overflow with affection. He slowly approached Chang Xiyang, Xiyang's face turned red, he may be dull, but he is definitely not stupid, maybe he should close his eyes? But he didn't want to, he wanted to watch the man's handsome and gentle face come up, watch his thin lips gently imprint his own, and he wanted to remember this moment in this fiery burning sky.

Si Song's face turned red again, and the tip of his nose lightly touched the man, blinking, and suddenly dodged again.

"......" Chang Xiyang had no waves on his face, but in fact, his heart had exploded,??? Are you a cat?

Si Song squatted down to cover his face, he really couldn't kiss that fairy-like person under that kind of gaze that was so holy that people couldn't have half a blasphemy, it was too guilty.

Of course, Chang Xiyang didn't know what that person was thinking, so he was silent for a few seconds, and then stretched out his hand, "Let's go down the mountain." ”

Si Song put his hand on it, was pulled up, lowered his head and nodded a few times.

Ah, useless yourself.

That night, Chang Xiyang had just fallen asleep when the door quietly opened again.

Xiyang shrank in the quilt, helpless, "If you look at the sunrise, it's still too early." ”

Si Song shook his head, "Today isn't over yet. ”

"Huh?"

"Come with me."

Si Song turned his back and waited for the person behind him to put on his clothes.

The two of them walked aimlessly around the path in front of his house, and Chang Xiyang finally couldn't help but open his mouth, "Si Song? ”

“…… Ayan, today is not over yet. ”

"yes, I know." It's not midnight yet, but it won't be long.

"So ......"

"So?"

The moonlight this night was just right, clear and bright, the clouds were thin, the moon was clear and beautiful, the stars were twinkling, the cool breeze was slightly rising, the shadows of the two were slender on the ground, one of them suddenly caught up with the other, Chang Xiyang was stunned, Si Song covered his eyes, and his lips were pasted. Si Song's breath instantly surrounded him, the man pried open his teeth, and the other hand wrapped around his waist, Si Song's kissing skills were green and rusty, Chang Xiyang could hear the heartbeat of the man like a drum, Si Song's cold palms were also slightly hot, Chang Xiyang raised his head and presented himself better to that person.

It was their second kiss.

After a long time, Si Song was reluctant to let go of the person in his arms and let go of his hand.

Chang Xiyang raised his eyes slightly, his eyes reflected the moonlight and stars, Si Song crashed into the starlight, stunned, and turned his face away suddenly.

"Si Song?"

“…… This is...... Testimonies of good friends. ”

“…… Well. ”

“…… I think people who have good relationships with people do this."

"Okay."

“…… Today is Tanabata on earth. ”

"Hmm."

"Go to sleep."

“…… Good night. Si Song. ”

Si Song sent the man back to the room without saying a word, turned off the light for him, and gently closed the door again.

Inside the door, Chang Xiyang's face was buried in the pillow, and his long hair was scattered.

Outside the door, Si Song slowly slid down against the door and sat down on the ground. He covered his face and smirked lowly.