"For one hundred and thirty-six years, no one has worn flowers, no one has persuaded them to drink, and no one has taken care of them when they are drunk. Does Ayan really think that I will have nothing to worry about because I have avoided trouble? I don't believe it, you have guarded him for more than 100 years, and you are willing, without complaint or regret. Ayan, what you believe will never change, you are stubborn at times, but in Orange Boy, you wavered very early. ”

"You could have seen it then, yes, I was shaken. I do have a part of my purpose to avoid being associated with you. I am not only unwilling to others, but also have time to spend so many years, and finally come back scarred and hurt you again...... The ending has not changed, but it has come full circle. ”

"In the sixth ...... Didn't you let him go to the sixth life? ”

"He's useful." Qiu Yan took the conversation coldly. "You can't die yet."

"You told Ayan this earlier?"

"Hmm."

"Qiuyan, you, ah, seriously," Si Song's tone was helpless, "It's really hard to be a solo person." ”

"In my eyes, you're not retarded." Qiu Yan knew the subtext of that person, and naturally knew that he cared about his feelings, and it was not easy to say it directly. "Purple is my ability, yes, but it's not just mine."

"What do you mean?" Xi raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled, "There is also a hidden creator?" ”

Qiu Yan slowly swallowed a breath of smoke, "You thought it was right before, I am indeed the one who is most affected by the negative emotions of 'Tian', but this 'Tian' is not the one you know. ”

"The second 'day'?!"

"He doesn't have a lot of negative emotions at all, so long ago...... It's like a split second personality, only darker, suppressed all the time. ”

"'Heaven' also has the ability? He's not just thinking? ”

"Why do you think you've lost his acknowledgment and become so weak? His punishment is not only through Xiao Qian, the 'executioner'. His ability has no color, we can't see it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have it, he has it, but it doesn't mean that he uses it often. ”

"You would say that." Si Song was a little surprised, "But in other words, the ability of the other 'heaven' is purple, the same as you. ”

"Yes."

"Does he have a physical body?"

“…… I don't know. ”

"Seriously, Qiuyan, I don't think I've heard you say so much in a long time, since I have the ability to communicate."

"It's tiring."

"Wouldn't you be lonely if you didn't talk for so long?"

"Saving up for today." Qiu Yan glanced at Si Song, and his tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Si Song......" Xiyang knew that Si Song's words should not be said, and shook his shoulder.

"So, the changes in my body are related to another 'heaven', right?"

"Hmm. I'll talk to you, but you also have to know that there are some things that I can't say more. ”

"Nature."

"I'm afraid that you have been invaded by that 'sky'."

"Invasion?"

"Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, an inch is still tens of millions of wisps."

"Autumn Smoke...... Will I become a ruthless person......"

"Maybe."

"No way?"

"There will always be."

"Isn't there anything 'heaven' can do?"

"He's afraid, it's not that easy."

"I can see it," Si Song suddenly laughed, there were waves under his eyes, like a strong wind blowing across the lake, sparkling, he seemed to have encountered something really funny, and he was happy, "'Heaven' punished you, but it was just the other side of him, venting his anger on you." ”

"Some people are obsessed, and some people plant flowers." Qiu Yan's complexion still did not fluctuate.

"Yes, yes, everybody's on the bright side, but someone has to support the darkness, right?" Si Song originally wanted to make a joke, but after saying it, he realized how poignant this joke was.

Qiu Yan didn't say anything more, silently, took a hard puff of cigarette, and the good-looking fingers holding the pipe trembled slightly.

The branches hung low, blocking out the sun that was rapidly warming up in late spring, and through the layers of leaves, round, white points of light fell to the ground, and the autumn smoke sat in the shadows, the leaves blocking the sunlight that should have fallen on her.

No one wants to resist the world.

Somebody has to do it.

It doesn't matter how beautiful the flowers are.

"Let's go back." Qiu Yan sent off the guest indifferently.

"Today's tea is so good." Chang Xiyang smiled at her.

The figures of the two disappeared. I floated up to her.

"Standing in the dark, but only looking at the light. You're also an interesting person. ”

"Shut up." She looked at me coldly.

I quietly shut up and left.

……

"Ayan...... Sorry, that feeling ......" again. The feeling of bloodthirstiness is here again. The sweet, bloody breath swirls through the person beside him, bright red, warm, flowing.

Chang Xiyang did not hesitate and loosened the button of his collar, yesterday's wound had not fully healed. Moist hot, soft covered up, soothingly licked, then cautiously, sharply, pierced. He heard sucking, swallowing, low breathing, muffled, ambiguous gasps in his throat.

Si Song's hands were over his waist, his chest close to his chest, his annoying hair tangled, his fragile trembling eyelashes, his eyes dancing with light, and the purple stars of temptation.

No one can tell who kissed whom first, who took off whose clothes, who stumbled and fell on the bed, who closed their eyes, and who shed tears again.

Waiting for hundreds of millions of years is not a long time.

After 136 years, it is definitely not a short estrangement.

There is no hibiscus warm tent, and the spring night is still very long.

I won't look at anything that is indecent.

But my heart seems to tremble with whom, warm, gentle.

If I had the heart.

"Ayang ......" Si Song's voice was low and hoarse, with unlost affection.

“…… Well. I'm here. He responded in a low voice, because he was shy, and because he lost his strength.

"Did I hurt you......"

The man in his arms shook his head and kissed his collarbone, "You are so gentle." ”

"So what do you want to ...... Do you want me to be rough? Well? He took the man's tiny earlobe in his mouth and chuckled lowly.

Chang Xiyang's face flushed, and he was so ashamed that he didn't know how to answer.

"But I can't help it. You know. ”

Of course he knew that Si Song was as gentle as treating the most cherished treasure, but wasn't he? Chang Xiyang has always been a self-aware person, and he knows how important he is.

So the deeper the wound is.

You are dancing on the tip of that person's heart, and you are still jumping in spiked shoes, and the man is still carefully protecting you, enduring the pain, and protecting you with trembling hands, for fear that you will fall.

How can the wound not be deep?

But every time you take a step, you take a sharp knife and stab yourself in the heart, you also hurt, you are crying, and every step you are also a pool of bright blood.

Who can blame whom?

Who is at fault again?

No one is to blame.

You talk about it, but by the will of heaven, you also say that man will conquer heaven.

The subjugation and radicalization of humanity have moved.

It didn't work.

Heaven is so high.

What about the two heavenly fathers?

The Creator is not small.

Flowers are beautiful, but they don't always grow.

It's just poor people.

"Ayan, I'll ...... in the future"

"Don't say it, Si Song. Say no more. You love me. ”

"Hmm. I love you. ”

There is no such thing as a merciless person.

It's just that my heart is dirty by something.

After a long wait, something was lost.

Si Song loves Chang Xiyang deeply.

From the beginning of its birth, to the present, and the distant future.

He loved Ayan dearly.

It was meant to be like this.

The story should be beautiful from the start.

There must also be a happy ending that deserves it.

The process, even if it is long and painful, and the road is difficult and difficult, it is quite worth it.

It's just that two people with the same heart, who will forget whom, who forgets the promise, forgets the intention to stick to it.

Nothing more.

The years are like flowing, everything seems to have never changed, only the four seasons flow.

The moon is bright, the stars are shining, and the summer flowers are everywhere. Do not extinguish the red candle, after the idle clouds return, the moon is in the old corner of the garden.

Si Song Chang Xiyang and the two of them drank around the table and admired the moon.

Si Song is in a good state, his bloodthirsty desire is weaker, and he occasionally falls asleep, and the others are still safe.

"The moonlight is so nice tonight." Chang Xiyang looked up at the bright moon and praised it sincerely.

The moonlight was clear, and he was clothed with a thin veil, and his clean eyes were shining brightly in response to the moonlight.

It's like it's going to disappear into the moonlight...... Si Song's heart suddenly had such a thought. He felt a wave of anger and panic for no reason, as if the man had really left him, he panicked, he was at a loss, he began to lose his temper, dropped his glass, and asked loudly, making the man tremble with fear, and making the man's eyes red.

"Why did you leave me? Chang Xiyang? Well? He narrowed his eyes and clamped his grip on the man's thin shoulders, his eyes dark.

"Si Song...... Are you drunk, can I help you go to rest? Chang Xiyang was scared, it was the first time he had seen Si Song like this.

"Drunk? Ayan, you want to get me drunk and leave, do you? "He was obviously very drunk, and he was not drunk. But it seems to be drunk and lose his mind.

"No, how could it be...... Si Song, I will not leave you, you look at me, I am by your side, Si Song! Chang Xiyang was in a hurry, the man held his hand harder and harder, he couldn't break free, and he was afraid of hurting the man, but Si Song didn't appreciate it at all, he approached his neck and bit it hard, the blood flowed like an infusion, Chang Xiyang screamed out in pain.

"Eat you...... You're mine, aren't you? He chuckled twice and bit it again.

"Si Song! Be sober! Come to your senses! Chang Xiyang was so helpless that he almost cried. He could see that Si Song was serious, it was not an ambiguous love story, he really ate it, even the flesh and bones, and dismantled it into his stomach, did he have to use mana on him?

The blue light on Chang Xiyang's body gradually rose, and Si Song's fingers ached, and he hurriedly let go.

It only took a moment to wake up.

The face of the person in front of him was pale, tears were still flowing, two hideous wounds on his white neck, obvious tooth marks, torn flesh, and his chest was full of blood. And him, with his trembling body, the fear in his eyes, and his resistance.

"Ah...... Yang? "This is, I did it? Si Song stretched out his hand to touch his face, but Xiyang stepped back in fear, avoiding his touch.

"Ayan? Ayan: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ayan is fine, it's me, Si Song. I just, just ...... I'm sorry Ayang......" He held Chang Xiyang's hand in a panic and kept apologizing, he didn't know what was going on, he didn't know why he lost control. "Ayan, yes, I'll heal you, heal you. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of Ayan, it won't hurt right away. I'll heal you. He muttered indistinctly, as if he had lost his mind again, and was a little crazy.

Chang Xiyang was tightly held in Si Song's arms, the white light covered his wound, he couldn't feel whether the pain of the wound was slowly reducing, as if he had lost his sense of pain, he was a little sluggish and let Si Song hold him. His mind was confused, he wanted to think, but it was like all the nerves were suddenly disconnected, he was blurred, what should he think? What to do? What happened? What is he going to do? He didn't know. He lost the ability to think, Si Song just lost control, he was serious about wanting to let himself die, which made him ...... Let him be afraid. Let him just and even want to escape.

That's what it is...... Did Autumn Smoke ever warn herself?