[Xue Xiao] Don't know dreams

A child in the distance keeps calling—

Daoist Stardust... Daoist Stardust...

Xiao Xingchen's headache was about to split.

It's still a little bit, it's a little bit closer to unveiling the veil of memory, and he doesn't want to give up.

There are still many places that cannot be explained clearly, and the fragments of memory fragments cannot be connected.

Where did his original intention come from?Why are you obsessed with vowing to establish a sect that is different from the family and does not prioritize blood?

He suddenly remembered that Xue Yang was still on his back, and he had to wake up, otherwise "Song Lan" would definitely be bad for Xue Yang, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them up.

Memories are full of confusion, confusion and endless questions.

On the mountain... purple flowers...

The mountain should be a mountain surrounded by clouds and smoke.The purple flowers should be inconspicuous scattered florets.

Where have you seen these?There is also a small figure bouncing back and forth on the path between the mountains...

Hands... a pair of small hands holding a sugar bowl, and one finger is missing from those small hands...

The memory of the soul is not yet complete.

Daoist Stardust... Daoist Stardust...

The voice got closer and closer, and the owner of the voice gradually turned into a boy.

He was a playful and clingy young man. After Xiao Xingchen lost his light, he became the source of reality and joy in life.How could he follow what "Song Lan" said and deny the existence of that young man?

From the moment he carried Xue Yang on his back, Xiao Xingchen had a very strange feeling. He was absolutely sure that he had carried Xue Yang on his back.

The first time he saw Xue Yang was in Lanling, at the enshrining banquet of the "Immortal Governor". He didn't know at that time that the drunk student who bumped into him was called Xue Yang.The way Xue Yang looked at him was very special, which left a deep impression on him.Then at the gate of Song Lan Taoist Temple, he accidentally injured Xue Yang, but Xue Yang just asked him why he still brought candy.Afterwards, it was Xue Yang who injured Song Lan at the Dao Temple. He captured Xue Yang twice, but found that Shuanghua could not kill Xue Yang, and let the Patriarch of the Jin family punish him in public.

He inexplicably recalled a story.

"It's a story about a Taoist priest and a child. A Taoist priest who lived on the mountain rescued a wounded..."

It's just that under the circumstances at that time, he didn't have the heart to listen carefully. Xue Yang had just killed the entire Taoist temple, and his red-eyed chattering appearance was really ridiculous.

Putting all these together now, Xiao Xingchen came to a conclusion that surprised him—they had known each other for a long time!

The first meeting was not at the mansion of the Lanling Jin family, but long before that.He recalled that on the top of the mountain where he was practicing with his master, a thin young man once called him in the morning light, but he didn't know why at that time, and led his junior disciples to pass him by!

What's more frightening is that he even discovered where the strange sense of familiarity came from when he carried Xue Yang on his back, wasn't it exactly the same as when he rescued the seriously injured boy halfway!

When Xiao Xingchen woke up, "Song Lan" was sleeping in a corner of the room leaning against the wall.

There were several bags of dry food piled up by the wall. It seemed that "Song Lan" had already been to the town's market while he was fainting, and he wasn't planning to go out in the next few days.

Xiao Xingchen had suspected the "Song Lan" who was full of flaws by his side for a long time. Given how familiar he was with fellow Taoists, there was absolutely no way for the fake Song Lan to hide it.Before exploring Xue Yang's soul breath, Xiao Xingchen's most terrifying idea was that Xue Yang and Song Lan had exchanged souls, so he had to personally investigate.

Xue Yang traps him, pretends to be Song Lan, and tries to get close to him. Deceit is the means, and the purpose is nothing more than contempt and insult.His dreams never went wrong, Song Lan died at his own hands, and the young man recovering from injuries in Yicheng was Xue Yang, there were no what-ifs or ifs.He obviously committed suicide and came back to life. Could it be that all this is another game of Xue Yang?

But until now, "Song Lan" has not done anything out of the ordinary. Instead, she has been taking care of her with great care, hiding obsessive care under her indifference.Xiao Xingchen couldn't figure it out, but he was afraid that Song Lan's soul would be put into the dying Xue Yang's body and be tortured, so Xiao Xingchen didn't dare to let "Song Lan" notice the slightest, and ran to the cave secretly.The result of soul breath deduction was not in line with the assumption. There was no soul in Xue Yang's body that did not belong to him.

The whirlpool-like maze trapped Xiao Xingchen tightly, and his mind kept cutting and chaotic.

He had to leave "Song Lan". This person was too dangerous. After escaping, he might try to go to Gusu to find out more details about the past.

Xiao Xingchen was about to turn over and get out of bed, "Ding—" suddenly there was a crisp bell ringing at his feet. It turned out that "Song Lan" had tied his hands and feet firmly with a rope while he was fainting, and he didn't forget to hang a bell .

Hearing the ringing of the bell, "Song Lan" woke up, lazily glanced at Xiao Xingchen dully, confirmed that the person on the bed was still there, then lowered her eyelids and continued to sleep.

How could it be like this, Xiao Xingchen frowned, and said helplessly, "Hands...feet are numb."

"Song Lan" didn't respond at all, wondering if she really fell asleep again.

"Ding - Ding Ding"

"Song Lan" who opened his eyes suddenly came to the bedside and looked down at Xiao Xingchen from a high position.

Cold sweat broke out on Xiao Xingchen's forehead: "You... why did you tie me up?"

"Because you're leaving."

Xiao Xingchen said angrily: "Untie!"

"When you don't want to leave, I will naturally untie it."

Xiao Xingchen defended: "You didn't tie me up before, and I didn't leave either."

"Even if I tie you up now, you are still thinking about how to escape."

Xiao Xingchen was speechless for a moment.

"Ding Ding Ding"

"It's too tight...the hands and feet are really numb..."

After "Song Lan" untied the rope, he found that Xiao Xingchen's wrists and ankles were bruised and swollen. He suddenly and viciously threw the rope aside, and the bell slid down on the bed.

"Song Lan" pulled up Xiao Xingchen's skirt and shouted angrily, "I won't tie you up when I'm here, don't try to escape! Don't think you can escape!"

Where does the gas come from?Air Rope or Air Bell?Or are you angry with yourself who used the rope and the bell?

Xiao Xingchen went in without knowing it, and met his eyes: "I...what good will it do you for me to stay here?"

"Song Lan" trembled all over: "Isn't it enough for you, Xiao Xingchen, to be with me, Song Zichen? Isn't this what you want?"

"You're not..." Xiao Xingchen's words were swallowed up in a domineering kiss.

You are not Song Zichen, how can I be the original Xiao Xingchen?

The two tore on the bed for several days, even if they went out to fetch water, "Song Lan" would tie Xiao Xingchen with a rope, fearing that he would disappear if he turned around.

Xiao Xingchen was so weak that he couldn't even stand up, so he didn't have the energy to escape. "Song Lan" obviously learned the previous lesson, and the rope loosened a lot.

Xiao Xingchen gave up resistance when "Song Lan"'s fingers wandered wantonly on his body, and the shock in his heart completely made him unable to move. Seeing that he no longer resisted, "Song Lan" pointed harder.

Xiao Xingchen bit his lips tightly, and layers of mist formed in his eyes.

"Song Lan" whispered softly, "Call my name!"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head desperately, the mist turned into tears, the pain in his body was far less severe than in his consciousness, and the bell rolled down in the bedding made muffled sounds...

Looking down at his filthy self, Xiao Xingchen smiled wryly.

"Song Lan" who returned from the door handed the pot to Xiao Xingchen, and said, "Are you thirsty?"

"Since you can piece together my soul, you should know that forcibly placing a spirit on a dead body is tantamount to committing suicide."

"Song Lan" said, "What nonsense are you talking about again? I am me, I am Song Zichen."

Xiao Xingchen stopped arguing with him. Xiao Xingchen, who had seen everything clearly, felt that it was not he who was talking nonsense, but "Song Lan" who was talking crazy. Maybe he was born a completely crazy person.

Crazy people are often dangerous, but Xiao Xingchen is no longer afraid.

In front of "Song Lan", he untied the loose rope by himself.Before, he deliberately asked "Song Lan" to loosen the rope, the original intention was to escape, but now it is completely unnecessary.

"Song Lan" was astonished, and after thinking about it, it should be expected that Xiao Xingchen would no longer plan to escape after he got his wish.

But Xiao Xingchen still wanted to go out.

So, he put on his white robe and said calmly, "Come out with me tomorrow."

When the two came to the town, "Song Lan" never took his eyes off Xiao Xingchen. After Xiao Xingchen picked up a few things in the market, the two walked back.

Xiao Xingchen was holding a big jar in his hand, and "Song Lan" was carrying the cooking utensils, and his footsteps faltered suddenly, following behind him not too close or far away.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't go back to that thatched cottage, he can go wherever he wants, as long as he can be inseparable from him like now.

When the lights came on, Xiao Xingchen seemed completely indifferent to everything around him, and he didn't look around to note down the road in the city, but just returned the same way.

Is it possible that slowing down is trying to test whether you have lost track?

"You seem to have become timid," he said suddenly, "you don't even have the courage to walk beside me?"

"Song Lan" was of course unconvinced, he took two big steps forward, and suddenly something was stuffed into his palm.

The round sugar ball was hot in the eyes of "Song Lan", and he held it tightly for a long time without saying a word.

Xiao Xingchen took out a candy from the jar every day and gave it to "Song Lan".

"Today's sugar is also extra sweet."

Of course Xiao Xingchen didn't know that dead bodies don't have a sense of taste, and whether Fu Ling's soul in the dead body can taste the taste of sugar balls can only be known by himself.

Perhaps, tomorrow's sugar will be sweeter.

With a candy ball in his mouth that he can't taste, he thinks like this willfully, as if going back to the past that is out of reach.

"How about you return your soul and body after eating this can of candy?" Xiao Xingchen knew that he was going to explain that he was Song Lan in displeasure, so he jumped ahead of him and continued, "No matter who you are, you used to be Song Lan. I promise you everything, I won’t go anywhere, I will stay here with you, let’s continue to live the same life as now, okay?”

"Song Lan" blinked, then turned her head away silently.