Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

All he remembered were the memories of the past two days. No matter how much Zhang Qiling tried to ponder and recall them, he still achieved little results.

A hand suddenly rested on his head, which was resting on a soft pillow. Wu Xie, who would occasionally look at Zhang Qiling and then at a book, soon noticed his abnormality and leaned over to ask, "Brother? What's wrong? Aren't you sleepy?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

"What are you thinking about?" Wu Xie asked again.

Zhang Qiling silently uttered two words, "Daze,"

Wu Xie burst out laughing, seeing through him at a glance. He nodded his head and said firmly, "Do you think I don't know you? You look like you are thinking about something, and it's a very difficult thing."

"Wu Xie, do you understand me very well?" Zhang Qiling turned over, looked at the person who was supporting himself, stared at Wu Xie with his dark pupils, and asked seriously.

Wu Xie, who was originally feeling proud of himself for seeing through Zhang Qiling, was suddenly stuck. He stepped back, scratched his head and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"I have no memory, and it is very likely that I will never be able to remember it in the future..." Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and calmly stated a fact, "Wu Xie, I am a person without a past, and I may not even have a future..."

"Nonsense!" Wu Xie was always easily poked in the sore spot by others. He immediately covered Zhang Qiling's mouth and retorted harshly: "How can you have no future? Your future must include me and Fatty, and we will also help you remember your past!

Zhang Qiling, your mission as the clan leader has ended, and you can live the life of an ordinary person. "

Zhang Qiling looked at this man who was even angrier than himself, and suddenly asked, "Wu Xie, can I hug you?"

Wu Xie, who didn't know how the topic suddenly jumped to this point:...

"Can,"

Wu Xie was half leaning against the head of the bed, while Zhang Qiling stretched out his arms, hugged his waist, and buried his face tightly in the gap between Wu Xie's lower back and the bed.

Holding this person in his arms, Zhang Qiling felt that his originally empty heart was suddenly filled up, and he sighed comfortably.

Wu Xie picked his nose awkwardly and suddenly blushed. As men get older, it’s easy for them to have some dirty stuff in their brains!

Wu Xie spat on himself fiercely and moved his butt away from the young man's handsome face without making a sound.

He pulled up the quilt that had originally covered his thighs because he felt too hot.

"Young man, the most urgent thing now is to take care of your health. There will be plenty of time in the future. I can slowly tell you about your past. Only if you are willing to believe that what I say is true." Wu Xie said slowly.

Zhang Qiling moved his head, revealing one of his bright black eyes as he looked at Wu Xie, and asked blankly, "Then will you still leave?"

Wu Xie was stunned. This was Xiao Ping Bao's favorite question...

"I'm not leaving. My home is here. Where else can I go?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling seriously and replied.

He originally thought that the time and space he traveled to was just a parallel time and space, a corner of the so-called multi-dimensional space, or a dream before he died.

did not expect......

"Young man, sometimes forgetting everything is a good thing. Only by getting rid of the shackles of the past can you better welcome the new life.

Don’t feel bitter about what has happened…”

Wu Xie looked at a dot in the void and smiled bitterly. This kind of truth that could be expressed with just a few words sounded easy to say, but how much could he actually do it?

"Zhang Qiling." Wu Xie pleaded, "If you need to leave for a short time next time, please tell me, don't just leave without saying goodbye..."

Zhang Qiling shook his head subconsciously, wanting to refute that he would never do that, but looking at Wu Xie's expression that was uglier than crying, he thought about it and said, "Okay."

Wu Xie is his final destination, so even if he has to leave temporarily, Zhang Qiling will definitely cross mountains and rivers to return to Wu Xie.

(insert a knife:

After Wu Xie's death, even if he left the tombstone named Wu Xie because of the Lama or amnesia, Zhang Qiling would still come back to continue guarding Wu Xie.

Thinking about it again, Zhang Qiling accidentally lowered his head and found that there was a glass bottle hanging around his neck. He had never known what the powder inside was. He had never opened it and never let anyone touch it. Finally, he discovered that it contained Wu Xie's ashes.

Across thousands of miles, you have always been by my side...

Please imagine it well ^_^)

Zhang Qiling is not a greedy person. On the contrary, he knows how to control his emotions.

Just like how no matter how hungry he is, he will only eat until he is 70% full; no matter how much he misses someone, he will only hide it in his heart and not let anyone know...

So he quickly let go of Wu Xie.

The Wu Xie brand human-shaped pillow felt like it was thrown away after being used, and slid into the bed lifelessly like a rag doll.

"I don't love you anymore. You're disgusted with me so quickly."

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether Wu Xie was joking. He immediately reached out again, hugged Wu Xie even harder, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

No disgust.

I like it very much.

"Okay, okay, I know." Wu Xie patted his back and coaxed him, "Relax, I can't breathe."

When two skinny men hug each other, their hard bones pressed against each other, it is inevitable that they will feel uncomfortable.

They are both too thin.

"Let's set a small goal first and eat ourselves to gain weight, okay?" Wu Xie grinned as he looked at the bruises that suddenly appeared on him.

"Let's gain weight together."

Indeed, Wu Xie’s situation was not much better than that of the young man.

They both need to be well cared for and protected...

The surroundings became quiet again. This time, even the occasional sound of turning pages was gone. Only the even and regular breathing of the two people remained, revealing their presence in the darkness.

"Wu Xie," Zhang Qiling half-closed his eyes and suddenly spoke.

Wu Xie was already a little drowsy, and he struggled to answer, "What's wrong?"

"Will you still snore today?" Zhang Qiling asked seriously.

Wu Xie sobered up a little, thought about it, and said, "Probably not."

"I didn't get drunk today..."

But he himself is not sure. After all, how can a snorer know when he will snore?

"Should I go to the next room and sleep with the fat guy?" Wu Xie asked tentatively.

Zhang Qiling shook his head, thinking that Wu Xie probably couldn't see it, so he grabbed him and said, "No, I'm mentally prepared and it won't affect my sleep."

"Okay." Wu Xie lay down again and warned, "If I disturb you, wake me up."

Zhang Qiling nodded, but he probably wouldn't do that.