Song of Monsters (Snow Snow)

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The two walked to the corridor, and walked forward again, but at this moment Shuyu realized that Ye Qing was holding his hand...

This person has slender knuckles, delicate and gentle palms, a very familiar touch... His brows are slightly frowned, his eyes are full of longing...

Huh!!? Thinking of Ye Qing as Mo Xue again? His expression became tangled...

Then he quietly pulled his hand back.

Ye Qing didn't seem to care, just walked to the left and opened the door...

The two of them entered the room, it was already dark, Shu Yu ran over and lay down on the bed in large font, rubbing his face against the quilt, so comfortable~~

But Ye Qing actually closed the door, leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his hands on his chest, crossed his legs on another chair, bowed his head and closed his eyes with a leisurely look.

Shu Yu looked at her, it was already late at night...

"Are you still asleep?" Shu Yu lay on his side, his feet hanging on the edge of the bed, his eyes gently looked at the side of the man's face... rubbing his face against the pillow, but his eyes never left the man... Mo Xue, The name kept repeating in my heart.

"The room is full, there is only one room left." Ye Qing did not open his eyes, but said in a cool tone.

"Then you can sleep on the bed with me." I didn't ask why Ye Qing lied to herself in Han Xin's room, but just saw that man sleeping on the chair and felt lonely and cold... When I first met Mo Xue, Xue Er It gives people such an inaccessible feeling.

However, the man opened his eyes slightly, but still lowered his head, and his voice could not detect any emotion: "Why can Chang Han Xin touch you, but Ye Qing can't."

Shu Yu was taken aback... I never thought about this problem, but I feel uncomfortable being touched by Ye Qing, but Chang Han Xin is not in the way... After thinking about it, is it because I am more familiar with Chang Han Xin? no……

Looking at Ye Qing's eyebrows... Maybe it's because you are too much like Mo Xue, so people care too much...

Shu Yu sat up a little uneasy, lowered his head, and said in a serious voice, "Don't always pretend to be Mo Xue...you are Ye Qing, not Mo Xue."

And Ye Qing finally turned his head to look at Shuyu, his eyes trembled slightly...

"Ye Qing is not Mo Xue, nor did he pretend to be Mo Xue." Although his tone was flat, he was a little uneasy, and he stopped looking at Shuyu after he finished speaking.

Shu Yu frowned... It was my attachment to Mo Xue that hurt the innocent Ye Qing...

The room fell into silence...

Shuyu lay on his side on the bed for a while, with his back facing Ye Qing, and leaned against the wall: "It's not too hot now, let's sleep together, you will get sick if you don't cover yourself with a quilt."

The room was silent again...

After a while, I heard the man sigh softly, stand up and blow out the candle...

The room gets dark...

I felt that the quilt behind me was lifted, and my back felt a little warm.

The man looked at Shu Yu's back, and turned his back to Shu Yu... He didn't speak but made people feel melancholy.

And Shu Yu's forehead was against the wall, although the two slept on the same bed, they were far away...

However, the darker the night, the less he could see the face, the more he felt that Ye Qing was like Mo Xue, without the noise and worries of the daytime... The quieter the more worried...

In my mind, the word Mo Xue kept repeating. In fact, every night, Shuyu seemed to be cursed, and was eroded by memories in pain and longing...

Hold your body with your hands, as if Mo Xue is still by your side...

I don't know how long it will take to stop thinking in my heart, I just feel more and more sleepy, the man gradually breathes steadily, and falls into a deep sleep.

Only then did Ye Qing turn around and face Shuyu, his hand slowly stretched out from under the quilt but stopped on the man's shoulder and did not move...

"Mo Xue..." The man suddenly changed to: "Xue'er..." But there was no movement for a while, as if talking in sleep...

Seeing that she was restless in her sleep, Ye Qing sat up and leaned over to look at Shuyu...

Ran Shuyu turned around and lay flat, frowning tightly as if he was having a nightmare... His shoulders were trembling in his deep sleep: "Yu'er...will be obedient in the future...don't leave me..."

The man looked at Shu Yu's face, was he uneasy... his right hand tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, he felt sore in his heart, his brows were full of pity...

"Please...don't leave Yu'er...Yu'er is obedient, obedient...Xue'er...don't go..."

In the dark night, that person was sleeping deeply but in pain. With a little bit of moonlight, he seemed to see the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes...

Ye Qing's chest heaved up and down, as if she was trying to restrain some emotion, she lay down slowly for a long time, put her arms around Shuyu's shoulders, and slowly tore off the sackcloth on her face... Her lips were pressed against her ears, her voice choked, and her voice called softly. Write: "Yu'er..."

The two of them were very close to each other on the bed, it was very warm in the cold of the night but it only made people feel sad...

Ye Qing's every move reminds Shuyu of Mo Xue's coolness and tenderness... The closer Ye Qing gets, the more deeply he misses Mo Xue...

Finally, the man's expression seemed to improve a lot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth gradually... fell asleep again...

But Ye Qing turned around, clasped his shoulders with both hands, the man was right in front of him, but he still missed... he was behind him, but he felt far away...

I want to use Ye Qing's hands to warm you...but why you don't want to...what is the difference between Ye Qing and Mo Xue...why Ye Qing is not as good as Mo Xue...

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Mo Xue changed from cool to warm, while Ye Qing changed from warm to cool

Chapter 41

Shuyu slept very comfortably last night, avoiding Han Xin's grinding teeth, it was indeed correct! She rubbed her eyes, stretched herself, turned her head and found that Ye Qing had woken up early...

At this time, she was sitting at the table with her back to the window, the morning sun lightly fell on her thin but straight back, a cup of green tea was steaming on the table, and she looked down at the books on the table.

The eyelashes of that person's profile trembled slightly, his eyes were calm and quiet, his brows furrowed and loosened for a while... He was very serious, but for some reason there was a hint of melancholy...

"Ye Qing..." Shu Yu was lying on his side, his eyes were lost in thought. At this time, the reflection in the dark green pupils seemed to be not Ye Qing but Mo Xue...

And she raised her face, froze for a moment, turned her head slightly to look at Shuyu, and said in a cool voice, "Good morning..." But the moment she looked back at the book... her pupils trembled slightly.

Shu Yu frowned, but her eyes were not calm. She asked quietly: "Where did you go yesterday..."

The man remained calm, but responded softly: "Buy a book."

"Then why...you talk less..." Shu Yu continued to ask.

But the man heard it, stood up and walked to the window, the wind was still blowing her black hair...

"I'm fine..." She said helplessly, frowning and pinching the center of her brows: "Wait... the boat is built... cross the sea..." She stopped when she said this, her brows were tightly frowned, and her lips trembled under the sackcloth ...But after a while, he turned his face away, and looked at Shuyu with his eyes bent into crescent moons: "Let's not talk about that, I just went to buy books yesterday, didn't I want to go to sea... Let's go quickly."

After speaking, he walked to the door, paused for a while, opened the door and went out.

Only the silence in the house... and the glass of still cold water...

And Shu Yu was sitting by the bed blankly, his palms turned white... Why does his heart hurt, why does that person have no smell of peach blossoms but still feel...

no... not so...

Ye Qing is not Mo Xue! She is not! How many times do I have to tell you!? She questioned herself in her heart...