On the iron tree by the window, a small bud popped up, and when it was blown by the wind, it trembled and shook twice, as if it was about to be broken.

Obsidian was amazed by the novelty of this discovery, this thing made of iron and the like, actually began to bloom, this world is really incredible.

Obsidian lightly touched the bud, a tingling pain on his fingers, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but found that there was no wound, and the bud flashed red, it was really evil.

After returning here, somehow, Yama, who had been sleeping with him, suddenly proposed to go back to his own dormitory, well, he didn't say that there was anything wrong with this, it stands to reason that he should feel happy, who likes to sleep with an ice cube face! But now, he felt empty and sore.

Obsidian suddenly remembered what the white man had said last time, Yama's old love has not been broken, and so on......

Obsidian rolled on the bed irritably, he was really annoyed, he didn't care about the ice cube face, absolutely not, he still had to find a wife, yes, find a wife......

"Hey, what kind of daze is Ah Yao, the director is coming to inspect!"

Obsidian suddenly came back to his senses, but found that he was working in the company, and he was busy with the work in his hand in a trance, packing up his things and leaving work.

"Yo, Yao, would you like to go out for a drink?" Colleague A suggested.

Obsidian was about to refuse, when he heard another person coaxing, "Oh, what are you drinking, I'll drink with you, have you forgotten that our Ah Yao is a person with a wife?" If his mother-in-law knows, he will definitely be scolded to death! Yao, you're right! ”

The corners of Obsidian's mouth twitched, smiled awkwardly, and waved goodbye, saying, how could he not know about his mother-in-law?

Finally returned to the apartment, Obsidian just wanted to open the door, the door opened by itself, and a person rushed over and hugged Obsidian, "Husband, you're back!" ”

When Obsidian looked at it, our Lord Yama was wearing a pink apron with a smile on his face that seemed to be melting an iceberg......

I only heard a "bang", and Obsidian fell under the bed with the quilt, and his whole face was black, and for a long time, he sighed helplessly, climbed into bed and continued to sleep.

When he was half-asleep and half-awake, Obsidian heard a creaking sound, which seemed to be the sound of someone opening the door, and he was already almost asleep, and his mind was a little dazed, he just wanted to continue lying down at the moment.

The person who came also sighed, very consciously, climbed on the bed lightly, hugged Obsidian, there was still some hot air left in his body, and he was warm and comfortable.

Obsidian, who was about to fall asleep, was almost recognizing the person's sleep, and his heart "poofed" and "poofed" sped up, and his face was red, but he couldn't calm down.

Yama chuckled, hugged Obsidian's waist, and stroked it with his fingertips, "Haven't slept yet?" ”

Obsidian kept silent, pretending not to hear.

Yama moved a little closer, "The sound is so loud, are you playing the drums?" ”

Obsidian's face was hotter, but he still didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Yama just hugged Obsidian tighter, his voice was like a pleasant melody, and Obsidian listened to it and fell asleep smoothly.

Yama looked at Obsidian with affection, and gently dropped a kiss on his forehead, "How long can I look at you like this?" ”

There was silence in the air, and no one answered.

Just as Obsidian had imagined, by the time he woke up, Yama had already left, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still some residual warmth left next to him, he really thought that last night, he had a dream within a dream!

The river was still like that, and Obsidian sat down next to the old man.

The old boatman was instantly happy, "You kid got lost again?" ”

Obsidian waved his hand, "Then how can I be, I'm here to talk to you." ”

The old boatman sighed, "Then you kid is not kind, at least bring some wine, anyway, my wife is not around, and no one can control me." ”

Obsidian nodded in response, "Okay, I'll bring it to you next time, but by the way, what's your name?" ”

"I'm just an idler, if you don't dislike it, just call me Yan Gong."

Obsidian wrote it down, turned his head sideways and asked, "What does Yan Gong do?" ”

"Ever heard of a guide?"

"Extradition the undead?"

Yan Gong snorted, "That's what I did, and only in this way can I stay here and wait for my wife!" ”

"Oh, Yan Gong, let me ask you a question!" Obsidian silently touched his nose and said.

"Come on, don't grind, just say it."

Obsidian stammered, "What, I don't have much experience, if you think about someone every day, does it mean that you like him?" ”

Yan Gong smiled, "Yes, after all, at that age, it is not necessarily that you like someone when you think about it every day, but mainly because of the feeling when you think about it!" ”

Obsidian hurriedly asked, "What kind of feeling?" ”

Yan Gong pondered for a moment and replied, "When you think about her, will you feel your heart speed up, will you feel very happy when you see her laughing, if your mood is completely controlled by her, then you should like it." ”

Obsidian's luck psychology was washed away in a few words, "Then what if that person may not have an old love, but still wants to sleep with you?" ”

Yan Gong was slightly stunned, and he patted Obsidian on the shoulder comfortingly, "Then that person is probably playing with you, you better take a good look, is she really an old love?" ”

Obsidian's face turned a little whiter, but the expression on his face seemed to be relieved, "Gong Yan, do you need me to help you find it?" ”

Yan Gong smiled, "Okay, I've been waiting for so long, and there is no news, you just have to have this heart......"

Towards dusk, Obsidian got up to say goodbye to Yan Gong.

Is it just playing? …… Also, no wonder he always felt that Yama looked at him as if he was looking at someone through him, even the little fat dun was the same, they were all the same......

The black slave looked at Obsidian and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you run ......?"

Before he could finish asking, he saw Obsidian walking past him with distracted eyes, and he didn't see him at all.

The black slave was puzzled, and turned angry, what did that little white face do to obsidian?

Obsidian walked forward in a daze, and suddenly heard someone call him, "Oh, isn't this Lord Impermanence?" The old body sees the Lord of Impermanence. ”

"Are you ......," Obsidian asked, confused.

Meng Po covered her mouth and smiled, "After so many years, I guess Lord Impermanence has also forgotten the old body, the old body is Meng Po, a few days ago, Meng Po soup ran out, so I specially commissioned the office to stew some again, Lord Impermanence wants to go and see it together?" ”

"It's fine." Obsidian said, he saw Xiao Ding behind Meng Po with a loveless face, and the red mark on his face that had not faded.

Obsidian's mood eased slightly, and he became playful, and said, "Xiao Ding, this red seal really matches you very well." ”