A trace of sand

Yan Qingyang woke up three days later and found that he was still lying in the small courtyard where he lived in Qiao's mansion. He thought that Qiao Xuanbing might have changed his mind and refused to let him go. As soon as his brows were brimming with joy, an attendant told him that the leader asked him to leave. After waking up, he was not allowed to make any noise, and ordered him to move out of Qiao's residence within seven days.

As soon as he heard the news, Yan Qingyang felt that the sky was about to fall, and he felt dizzy for a moment. He wished that he hadn't woken up at all, but when he saw the guard's cold and contemptuous eyes, he knew that if he stayed, he would only be punished. people look down on.

He suddenly had the urge to pack up his things and leave, but he knew that he would regret it if he left.From now on, Xuan Bing will never meet another person who likes him more than himself.

Even... Even if there are seven days left, he still has to stay.

Yan Qingyang was calm and intelligent, and he was only one move short of Qiao Xuanbing when he competed with Qiao Xuanbing.Now he sits in Qiao's mansion every day, practicing martial arts when he has nothing to do, his martial arts are not weak anymore.Therefore, although the injury was serious, it was almost healed within a few days.

He wanted to say goodbye to Qiao's mother before leaving, but when he walked outside the garden where Qiao's mother lived, he was stopped by the garden's guards. It turned out that Qiao Xuanbing had already issued an order not to allow him to get close to Qiao's mother.

Only now did Yan Qingyang know what it was like to be so cold in his heart. He wanted to reason with Qiao Xuanbing, but knew that everything was in vain. Qiao Xuanbing would never want to see him again, but... really wanted to see him again...

As long as I can see him...

He suddenly regretted what he had done out of jealousy.If I knew it would anger Xuan Bing, I wouldn't interfere with him. It's fine to be a servant in Qiao's mansion, as long as I can stay by his side quietly, he is willing to do anything.

Xuan Bing did not show up during the few days of recuperation.

In order to see Xuan Bing earlier, he tried his best to get better soon.Although I had resentment towards Xuan Bing in my heart, I also knew that there was nothing I could do.Just as he couldn't control himself from not liking Xuan Bing, just as he couldn't resolutely leave, he also knew that he couldn't make Xuan Bing love him again.

Falling into the quagmire of unrequited love, he knew that he was hopeless, and he just waited for the day when the mud would wipe him out.

At the beginning, the chest pain was severe, and there was a feeling of burning flames. This is a unique skill taught by Tianyi, called the Qisha Yanshuang Palm. If he didn't have confidence in his martial arts, if he hadn't had confidence in his martial arts, he probably... really wanted to kill him.

To be hated so deeply by the person he loves, Qingyang couldn't help but smile wryly.If emotional matters can be controlled by oneself, how can one not even want one's self-esteem.However, knowing that he treats her like this, she still thinks about his tenderness back then.

Maybe what I love has always been that warm-hearted young man with gorgeous peach blossom eyes and smiling face to me.It's so good... It's a beauty that he will never forget in his life.

Although Xuan Bing hates him now, it is because he has changed. If he is still the gentle and gentle boy back then, maybe Xuan Bing will love him for the rest of his life.

I really want to freeze all the time ten years ago, so that I will not change, nor will he, and the two can stay together for a long time...

No, no... Since time will slip away, feelings will also change, the only thing that will never change is to die at the happiest moment, let all the good times become eternal, never see birth, old age, sickness and death, never see the love turned by love again hatred.

If Xuan Bing had been killed at the beginning, he would have kept the most perfect memory.

But, how can you do it?Not to mention back then, even now... hated him to the point of death, and would not really want to kill him.

***

When no one was paying attention, he quietly went to see Xuan Bing's mother.

The old lady was getting old and had recently been seriously ill, and she slept more than she was awake.But when he saw him, he happened to be awake, held his hand tightly, and said over and over again: "A Bing is a wayward person, you should tolerate him more, he is more romantic now, and he will be fine in a few years." Changed..."

"I know." He nodded and smiled, "I will take care of Xuan Bing." However, there are so many people who take care of Xuan Bing...and if I don't leave this time, Xuan Bing will try to get him away.

The old lady didn't notice his hesitation, and stroked his hair, showing a reassuring smile.

He helped the old lady to sleep, and was walking out the door, when he saw Xuan Bing walk in holding back his anger, saw him, grabbed his wrist with one hand and said: "Follow me!"

His wrist hurt from being scratched, Qingyang didn't say a word, and followed Xuanbing out the door.He knew that Xuan Bing didn't want to disturb the old lady.

"What did you tell my mother just now? Did you tell her again that I treated you badly?"

"I do not have……"

"Come on." Xuan Bing interrupted him impatiently, "Anyone who doesn't know you will use my mother to suppress me. I really don't know what is so good about you that my mother treats you so well."

Qingyang pursed his lips.

"You were slapped by me a few days ago, is there anything wrong?"

Although Xuan Bing's expression was indifferent, he still couldn't help wondering whether Xuan Bing cared about him. Suddenly, he couldn't help but smiled: "It's nothing..."

"Is it because you have practiced the magical art of wedding dress?"

"Yeah." Qingyang agreed in a soft voice. At this time, he was full of joy and didn't care what Xuanbing was asking.The Marriage Dress Magic Art is actually only useful for healing injuries, but this martial art is extremely difficult to practice, and the progress is slow.He chose to practice this set of martial arts at the beginning because he thought that he would be the daughter-in-law of the Qiao family in the future, so he didn't need to go out to fight and kill. The martial arts were too high to be useful, and secondly, as Xuan Bing was the leader, he might get injured in the future.So even though the magic wedding dress was difficult and boring to practice, he persisted in practicing it.

"That's good. I have a friend who is injured a little bit. You can help him heal."

"Is...is it a friend? Or...yours..." Although Qingyang looked a little timid, he still mustered up the courage to ask.

If someone else was injured, Xuan Bing would never come to beg the person he hates the most.Since he is willing to pull his face down, there is no doubt that it must be his little lover.

"That's right, it's my darling. Do you agree or not?" Qiao Xuanbing looked at him timidly, a little impatiently, wishing to kick him, but he had to humbly and aggrieved because he wanted something from him. , the natural shape is on the outside.

"I...I...if...if I heal him, I will...will suffer internal injuries..." he whispered.

"Don't you want to?" Qiao Xuanbing narrowed his slender eyes with a dangerous look.

Qingyang plucked up the courage to look at him: "Xuan Bing... If I promise, you... can you promise me two things?"

"what's up?"

"I think... I think... I think, after I save him, can you... have fun with me like before?" He lowered his voice and looked at his toes.He wore a pair of round-toe cloth shoes, the same as those worn by the servants, and they were the most common kind.

Qiao Xuanbing's pupils shrank slightly, with a cold smile in his eyes, he said coldly: "Yes, why not? After all, I have something to ask of you, how can I not agree to your request? It's best to clear up , I don’t owe anyone. But he is my beloved after all. I don’t want him to misunderstand. You’d better promise me that you won’t tell anyone about our relationship. Say this is a joke, my mother, I will explain it myself. If you talk too much to others, get out of here immediately!"

"I understand." He lowered his head and said softly.

"This is the best way. You can help me heal his injuries first. At midnight tomorrow night, you will wait for me in the temple, and I will go to find you. If you don't arrive, don't blame me for not keeping my word."

"Okay." Yan Qingyang nodded slightly.Although it will be very serious after healing people, but there is only more than one mile to the temple, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"He's hurt badly, you come with me now."

Seeing Xuan Bing turn and leave, he immediately followed.My mind is empty, although I feel sore, but to be by his side, watching his happy and angry, my heart is full of joy.

Passing through the corridor, Qingyang came to Tingtao Xiaozhu where Xuanbing lived. Qingyang paused obviously before walking in, bypassing the orchid screen, and saw the man lying on his side with his eyes closed on the bed, Qingyang stopped. Can't move.

This man's appearance is unusually beautiful, as if male and female are indistinguishable, but it makes people feel that there is nothing wrong with it, and there seems to be nowhere without a very charming charm.

It turns out...he still likes such a beautiful young man... No matter how long he grows, it is impossible to grow back...

Are you going to let go like this?

Obviously... I met him first...

"Yan Qingyang, didn't you hear that?"

"What, what?" Yan Qingyang was taken aback by being pushed by Xuan Bing beside him.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Why don't you heal him?"

He responded, stepped forward, lifted the sleepy man on the bed, leaned into his arms, and pressed his palm on the vital point of his back. Just as he was about to heal his injury with luck, Qiao Xuan heard it cold He said coldly: "Be careful, if he loses a hair, I will definitely not let you go!"

Are you afraid that he will harm the person he likes?The last time he hit that woman, he made the wrong hand because of a moment of nervousness. If he really hurt someone out of jealousy, he thinks he can't do it, but in Xuan Bing's heart, he is already such a person, it is undeniable.

Yan Qingyang smiled bitterly, but the stubborn pride coming from nowhere made him purse his lips and remain silent.

"Didn't you hear?" Qiao Xuanbing was a little displeased.

"I see." He bit his lip, feeling a salty liquid oozing from his lip, which seemed to be bitten through.

"If you are worried, you can wait by the side." He raised his head, looked at Xuan Bing, and did not speak.

If you were watching from the side, the practitioner of martial arts would inevitably be distracted, not to mention that Yan Qingyang has a deep affection for him, and it is very likely that he will go crazy, and both the wounded and the healing people will be injured.Yan Qingyang's words naturally meant some threats and provocations.

Seeing that Yan Qingyang was looking at him with stubborn eyes, with a little water vapor floating on it, and a trace of bright red blood on her pale lips, Qiao Xuanbing couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"I'll send another person to protect the law outside the door. If you have something to do, you can tell them to do it."

Facing Yan Qingyang's rare toughness, Qiao Xuanbing didn't seem to be angry. He stood up and walked slowly towards the door.

Yan Qingyang stared blankly at Xuan Bing's demeanor-like demeanor, and couldn't help feeling lost again.

The boy was seriously injured, and it took three full hours to finish the treatment.When he finished, his whole body was wet with sweat.

It was nearly midnight.He went out and waited outside for the servants who were serving the men inside to swarm in and go in to serve.

He found his maid, Nishang, among the crowd, and when he saw Nishang approaching, he showed a weak smile, and said softly, "Help me back and take a bath."

Nishang quickly supported him, with a look of worry on his face: "Master... you..."

He shook his hand, signaling Nishang not to speak any further.

It was almost midnight now that I had agreed to meet Xuan Bing at the temple.Xuan Bing is a clean person, and he definitely doesn't like his stinky sweat.But it was too late to eat, so I had no choice but to not eat.

After a hasty bath, another stick of incense passed.After thinking about it, he decided to change into a set of light blue clothes that he hadn't worn since he finished.

When he arrived at the temple in the sect, he was out of breath, and Xuan Bing had already been waiting in the main hall.

"Xuan Bing, I kept you waiting." He smiled apologetically, and walked slowly into the temple.

The water god of Tianyi Sect is enshrined in the temple. It is a woman with a solemn expression and a long halberd. It is the coexistence of extreme beauty and strength.

The sky creates water, and the earth inherits it six times.

To have a tryst here is undoubtedly disrespectful to the religion.But Xuan Bing is the leader, even if he really wants to do something, others can't say it's wrong.

Qiao Xuanbing looked up at him, and said calmly, "Take off your clothes." After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and all the burning candles on the temple were extinguished.

In the darkness, he felt being hugged tightly by Xuan Bing, and he panicked for a while, as if he vaguely returned to the time when they first fell in love, when the cool breeze blew slowly from the corridor.It was raining outside.Finely.

It's early autumn.

There was a sudden chill in the temple.He subconsciously approached Xuan Bing's body, but Xuan Bing didn't care, just took off his clothes.

The clothes were quickly stripped off, rolled into a ball and fell to the side, without any caress, he was pressed to the ground by Xuan Bing, and soon the murder weapon pierced into the soft and tender tunnel.

No matter how strong the body is, it is still fragile.He felt blood oozing from his insides, but the violent thrusting motion seemed never-ending.The clothes around him were rubbed against, and he wanted to move it aside, so as not to have nothing to wear tomorrow, but his body was covered in sweat, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

Xuan Bing pressed his body, venting non-stop.But he was always thinking about Xuan Bing's first hug, it shouldn't be his hallucination.

The pain in my lower body gradually became numb.He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a moan, but his mind was dizzy and he slowly lost consciousness.

When I woke up, the sun was westward, and it was past afternoon.

He was lying naked in the temple, and Xuan Bing had already left.Fortunately, no one will come to the temple until the celebration.

Qing's clothes were stained with red blood and white semen, which condensed together and turned into dark stains.

This clothes obviously can't be worn anymore, but there are no more clothes, so I shivered and put the dirty and wrinkled clothes back on my body.

If people saw it and spread the news, Xuan Bing would definitely be unhappy.

His body was so sore that he could barely stand up, so he had to lie on the ground, waiting for his body to regain some strength.

After finally waiting for the sun to set and the sky darkened, he made sure that no one could see the blood on his clothes, so he quietly left the temple.

Back in the remote house where she lived, Nishang was shocked when she saw him come back with a pale face, she put down what she was doing and came to help him: "Master, why did you do this?"

He forced a smile, and said in a low voice: "I'm a little hungry, do you have food?" Although the pain was severe, he hadn't eaten for a day and a night. If he could eat a meal, it might be good for his injuries .

Nishang hesitated for a while: "Everyone in the kitchen is resting now, maybe..."

Even though there is an old lady supporting Young Master Qingyang, everyone in Qiao's mansion knows who is in charge. Since Qiao Xuanbing hates Yan Qingyang so much, the servants dare not offend Qiao Xuanbing.

"It's okay, just some cold rice." After he said this, he felt dizzy, walked to the bed unsteadily, and then fell down.

In a daze, he felt that Nishang was crying and feeding him porridge from a spoon. He wanted to say that Nishang should stop crying, but he opened his mouth, his lips were chapped, his whole body hurt, and he passed out again.

After more than half a month, his injury healed by three points before he could barely get out of bed.During this period of time, Xuanbing didn't ask anyone to drive him out, but judging from Nishang's hesitation, the servants of Qiao's mansion treated her indifferently, and the meals were very poor every time.

He knew that Xuan Bing was forcing him to leave, but leaving Qiao's mansion, where else could he go?

Xuan Bing loathes him so much, in Qiao's residence, only the old lady has always treated him very well.

He was weak by nature, and at this moment he couldn't help but want to ask the old lady to make a decision.Although Xuan Bing hated him for asking the old lady to help, at this moment, only the old lady could help him.Maybe Xuan Bing can look at his mother's face and not be so unfeeling to him.

He hesitated again and again, decided not to let Xuan Bing know, and secretly begged the old lady.So I changed my night clothes.

Seeing him trembling in his clothes, Nishang couldn't help being surprised: "My lord, it's so late, where are you going?"

"I'll go out for a while, and if anyone comes, tell me I'm asleep." However, no one will come.The servants of Qiao's mansion are all followers of power, and no one came to see him for half a month. It was already late at this time, who would come to see him?

Qingyang smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked out the door.

He deliberately avoided the servants and sneaked into the room where the old lady lived. Walking was already very difficult, but at this moment his body became faster and he felt even more uncomfortable.At this time, he was outside the old lady's door, he breathed slowly and steadily, and was about to open the door and enter.I only heard the old lady say: "Are you really going to drive him away?"

Qingyang was taken aback, and Xuanbing's voice sounded inside: "Mother, I was young and ignorant before, so how could I take what I did seriously? You don't really want me to marry him, do you?"

"You! I'll kill you beast!" The old lady seemed to be furious. Qingyang seemed to be able to see the old lady raising her crutches to hit Xuanbing. He was even more angry and wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear Xuanbing being beaten, so he was in a dilemma.

Xuan Bing said lightly: "Mother, you will kill me!" It seemed that Xuan Bing was not afraid of the old lady who only had one son.

The old lady began to cry softly.Xuan Bing didn't speak either.Qingyang was in a trance, and seemed to be very confused. It seemed that Xuan Bing would not change his mind even if the old lady interceded.

Maybe it's time to leave.

"Bing'er, he just entered the door before, but he didn't make a formal ceremony. With Qingyang's temperament, after you married him, if you marry another woman to continue the incense, he won't blame you. As long as you and him Let's talk... If he is unwilling to agree, our Tianyi Sect has a close relationship with Wuyin City, and in the secret room of the teaching, there are still fertile fruits from Wuyin City, so you will naturally have children .Although the fruit of mother and child is poisonous, but his internal strength is still there, and he can use it to force the poison. If he is not willing to suffer, he will naturally agree to you to take a concubine."

"It's not for this reason, mother, it's just because I lost my appetite when I saw him, how can I marry him again?"

The old lady pointed at her son tremblingly, "Are you going to piss me off?"

"My son is just telling the truth." Xuan Bing sighed, "If mother persecutes my son again, my son will die."

After a long time, the old lady said in a low voice: "It's not your fault. It's really that kid from Qingyang. For some reason, the longer he grows, the more... Sigh! You must be very surprised, why he is a boy, and I still don't know why he is a boy. Do your best to match you up and let him come to our house?"

Qiao Xuanbing remained silent.

The old lady sighed, and said quietly: "Now that the matter is up to now, I can't hide this matter from you. Back then, Qingyang's father died at the hands of the sect master of Wanjianzong in order to save our family. Originally weak, after knowing her husband died, she couldn't bear the shock, and soon passed away. Before she died, entrust Qingyang to us, but don't tell him the truth about the death of his parents, lest he seek revenge from his enemies. Because Qingyang's bones are not good, Practicing martial arts forcibly will destroy one's life. His mother's only hope before she died was that Qingyang could live a lifetime free from disease and disaster. Unexpectedly, he has practiced martial arts for you all these years. This is what our family owes to his family. Yes, now that Qingyang is in love with you, you... just feel disgusted, if you make a false response, he is not interested in himself, and will gradually give up."

Qingyang felt a basin of cold water being poured on his head, and suddenly his legs became limp, and he almost fell to the ground. He could only lean against the edge of the wall, shrinking slowly, trembling all over.

I just heard Xuan Bing very disapproving: "Mother, Wan Jianzong has long been exterminated by my Tianyi Sect. If it is said that our family owes him, it has already been paid back. If you want me to pay him back, I am not in debt to him. Then Didn’t you owe me? What’s more, if you lied to him, he will eventually learn the truth. At that time, he will know that his mother is only out of guilt for him, but in fact she is very unhappy. This will hurt him even more. Why don’t you just give him some Silver, let him leave Qiao's house."

Qingyang almost cried out in surprise, biting his fingers, trying to keep himself silent, tears kept falling on his hands.

"But he's still injured..."

"Mother, I will guarantee that it will be handled properly, you can rest assured." Xuan Bing comforted the old lady softly.