don't pass time

After all this tossing, as expected, they missed the previously booked tickets, so the two had to stay near the station for the time being, waiting for the next day's train tickets after the rebooking.

Yan Lang was taking a shower in the bathroom, Lu Yuan had already finished washing, and was sitting on the bedside in a daze.

Although Yan Lang looks a little different from the person who asked me to fetch in the dream, when he looked back in the courtyard, Lu Yuan was almost sure that he was the person in the dream, he thought to himself, speaking of it this way, the person in the dream My own self must be that.

Could it be one of the situations that Ye Chennan mentioned earlier?I didn't have a previous life before Shi Jing, so it should be that the soul has similarities with Zhizhi's soul, so I was affected and received some news about his previous life.

It is true to say that the dream of those two people began around the time of meeting Yan Lang.And the long sword engraved with cloud patterns that I put away on my body now clearly has a reaction to my spiritual power. Maybe it is not necessarily the weapon from the past, but it is because of the similarity of their souls that they are attracted by this. The spiritual sword recognized the same person...

He suddenly felt that it was because of the same reason that Yan Lang was so attentive to him?

No, I can't think about it anymore!

Lu Yuan always felt that something was about to come out, and he desperately wanted to ignore the feeling in his heart and not explore it, but there was always a part of his thoughts that couldn't be pulled back if he was not careful.He then began to feel uneasy, wondering why Yan Lang hadn't come out for so long, and whether Yan Lang would leave him one day, thinking about it, he became anxious, and he could hardly sit still.

He stood up and walked around twice, stretched out his hand to clenched his fist and then opened it, opened it and clenched it again, squeezing his fingers until they turned blue and white, but the restlessness in his heart just couldn't be suppressed.He looked at the bathroom door from time to time, frowning to see that nothing was pleasing to the eye, and he was unwilling to speak to Yan Lang.

Facing the air, he didn't know how angry he was for a while, and he sat back heavily on the bed, took a few deep breaths, pulled the quilt tightly, and unconsciously ripped up the white cloth, almost tearing it apart.

Just when Lu Yuan felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the unknown anxiety in his heart, the bathroom door was finally pushed open, he stood up abruptly and rushed over, hugging Yan Lang who had just walked out.

This feeling of wanting to possess, this feeling of fear of losing, for the first time in his life, was so overwhelming that he didn't know what to do.

Yan Lang froze on the spot and didn't know what happened, because he was hugged too tightly suddenly, he struggled a little, Lu Yuan noticed his movement, and hugged his waist even harder.

Yan Lang didn't dare to move anymore, he chuckled, threw away the towel that had wiped his hair, put one hand around his head and stroked his hair, and went around the back of his neck to rub his ears with the other hand, lowered his head He raised his voice and said, "What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan didn't speak, but his hands tightened again, Yan Lang felt that if he tried so hard, his waist would be strangled.

He guessed that Lu Yuan had never experienced such a fierce battle. Although the instinct of a psyker helped him survive during the battle, he should still be afraid after realizing it now.

Teacher Yan's heart softened because he needed her so desperately, and at the same time felt sorry for his insecurity, so he hugged him a little tighter.

After a while, smelling the unfamiliar smell of bath liquid on Yan Lang's body and Yan Lang's unique breath, Lu Yuan slowly calmed down, and the strength in his hands relaxed, turning into gently wrapping around Yan Lang's waist, he His head was still buried in the hollow of Yan Lang's shoulder, half of his face felt Yan Lang's skin not covered by the bathrobe, and he suddenly felt that the place was a little hot.

He didn't know what he thought of, he let go of Yan Lang and pushed Yan Lang, lowered his head and took two steps back, muttering: "The temperature of the air conditioner is too high."

Yan Lang looked at him and realized that he was getting more and more deeply involved, no longer illusory thoughts and fantasies, but deeply trapped in the living life he gave every day.The richness that Lu Yuan showed in front of him fascinated him day by day, far beyond what he had observed, thought and imagined.He is cheerful and free, he is in control, he is confident and arrogant, he is sensitive and alienated, he is joking, and he is shy at the moment. Every look of him makes him unable to divert his attention.

There was something strange in his heart, he walked over and held Lu Yuan's chin with one hand, it seemed to be hard but it was gentle.Lu Yuan raised his head following his hand, and was forced to look at him. He wanted to break free but saw the corners of his mouth and serious eyes, so he remained motionless.

Yan Lang's voice was a little hoarse: "The air conditioner is not turned on."

Lu Yuan couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and didn't care what he was saying, because Yan Lang leaned over in the next second and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly.

This is a lingering kiss that has never been seen before when both of them are awake.

There was a roar in my head.

Because you are by my side, you don’t need to worry about the thousand-year-old’s worries, and you don’t need to illuminate the begonias with red candles. You only need to hug each other and fall asleep when the darkness comes, and have a good night’s sleep.

Then everything will be fine.

In the Valley of the Dead, Fang Yiyue changed into his dark red robe and walked towards the stone room where he usually retreats.The stone room was opened on the stone wall next to the cliff. It was originally just a cave, but after Fang Yiyue slept in this cave for thousands of years, it became a place where he belonged.

That gorgeous mansion is not as amiable as this cold stone.

Fang Chenxi stood in the open space behind him, as if waiting for some answer from him, Fang Yiyue said to himself as he walked: "Since the fallen leaves have been delivered, let's wait, I've been waiting for so many years , I don’t mind this little time, this period of time should be regarded as a gift to Lu Zhuoying. It just so happens that I still need some time, and wait for those meddling people to disappear.”

The stone door slammed shut, and his calm words were instantly blown away in the wind, but they were engraved in the fate of many people like imprints on the stone.

Lu Yuan woke up and found that he was almost completely nestled in Yan Lang's arms. His 1.8-meter tall man was hugged like this all night, and his curled up feet were stiff.He recalled the lingering kiss last night, and his face became hot immediately, feeling unreal as if he had passed away, and then he remembered why they were here. For a while, he couldn't tell whether the battle was just a dream or True yesterday.

It shouldn't be dawn yet, because Yan Lang's unshakable routine hasn't taken effect yet, and he's still fast asleep.

Lu Yuan distanced himself slightly so that he could look at him more conveniently, but in his sleep, Yan Lang thought that the person in his arms was about to leave, so he unconsciously tightened the hands surrounding him.Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, so he stopped moving, and only focused on observing him closely.

Thick eyebrows flying obliquely into the temples, tightly closed eyes, dark eyelashes are also sleeping, smooth lines and slightly convex nose bridge in the middle, occasionally sharp lips that appear gentle at times, and slightly raised mouth corners.He just stared at him like this for an indeterminate amount of time, and when he was fascinated, Yan Lang opened his eyes without warning.

It was a cold pond, filled with moonlight at this time, Lu Yuan was caught off guard and met his eyes. Seeing this peerless scenery, he forgot to breathe for a moment.

It took a while for him to come back to his senses, and realized that he had been spotted peeping, so he blinked, trying to pretend that he had just woken up, and tried hard for a moment, but he threw away his helmet and armor under Yan Lang's motionless eyes up.

Seeing that he was at a loss for a while and then calmed down again, Yan Lang came over and lifted his hands up to hug his neck, buried his face in his hair, and said in a low voice, "Morning."

When the two returned to Yucheng, Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. This trip to Tang's house was like traveling through another world. Fortunately, the situation he was worried about before did not happen. Missing together made the headlines.

The blue bird sent out by Yan Lang quickly brought back the situation of the major spiritual families. The Tang family was indeed the one that suffered the least damage. There has been no storm in the spiritual energy world for a long time. Most of these families have focused their energy on In the mundane world, if one is caught off guard by an attack, almost all of them are seriously injured.

Before living with Lu Yuan, Yan Lang had been alone and had no other psychics around him, so the best way to get news was the blue bird.Of course, after having Lu Yuan, the only way for him to get news is still the blue bird.

In the following period of time, none of the blue birds that Yan Lang left in the Tang family flew back, which meant that the Tang family was safe. There are things from the demon world harassing the psykers, but they are not as well-organized and aggressive as the previous raid.

Could it be that other races in the dark world don't know about the attack of the demon world?Except for the psychedelic beast in front of the stone mirror at that time and the person who called himself Fang Yiyue, they never encountered any other powers other than the demon world.

I don't know what this dark world looks like now.

At first glance, life seems to have returned to its original state, but many things are different, such as state of mind, ability, feelings, expectations for the future, and awareness of the vortex in the dark.

Yan Lang found a piece of lightning-struck jujube wood, watching various opportunities when Lu Yuan was not at home, and secretly carved a puppet for him to use in the robbery.

When he was doing this, he was concentrating on it, knife by knife, as if he wanted to engrave all his love for this person, even though this person was by his side, even though the only ending of the carved thing was to turn into ashes in an instant.

He still dutifully does what he should do as a teacher in this life, and often devotes himself to it. When faced with trivial problems, he will feel that he is really an ordinary person, and he does not have a demon-slaying knife hidden on his body. There is no inherent responsibility and ability, and life is simply life.

This is like an escape, but it allows him to temporarily escape without guilt.

By the time the two of them remembered that they had agreed to go to the beach during the summer vacation, it was already late autumn when dead leaves were piled up everywhere.

Since there is no longer vacation, the two of them made up their minds and decided to wait for Lu Yuan to finish his exams and start after the winter vacation. Yan Lang made plans at the same time and told him when they went out to play, the first time they spent together The New Year will be under the underworld.

After such a long time, the two gradually adapted to and got used to the change of each other's identities, and became closer. Although they were close before, they did not have the sense of stability they have now, although there is still too much anxiety hidden behind that stability.

The two of them tacitly understood that Lu Yuan no longer asked about Yan Lang's first life, and Yan Lang didn't know that Lu Yuan had the sword engraved with cloud patterns in his hand. This kind of stability looked a bit like before the storm tranquility.

Yan Lang thought, the only regret is that we look forward to being honest, but we can never be completely honest.

Lu Yuan looks very cheerful and sunny, but his emotional changes are all under the surface. In fact, he often feels suspicious in his heart. This situation has become more and more serious after returning from the Tang family. He will be surprised when he becomes emotional , obviously it wasn't like this before.He tried hard to calm himself, but sometimes he could control it, sometimes he couldn't, so in Yan Lang's eyes, he seemed a little close and sometimes far away.

When you control your emotions and feelings well, Lu Yuan is independent, and the relationship between the two will be looser.When he can't control it, he will always want to make sure that Yan Lang is by his side, and when he shows it, he will hold Yan Lang if he likes nothing, ask for various forms of hugs, try to make him angry, and even cause him to fight.

As far as the teacher is concerned, he often hopes that Lu Yuan is in the latter state, to be precise, in some of the modes of the latter state, but most of the time Lu Yuan obviously does not like to be bored as Yan Lang hopes.

Sometimes Lu Yuan feels that he is becoming less and less himself, but Yan Lang feels that this is his true nature, but he is secretly terrified while being relieved. When Lu Yuan occasionally flaunts his waywardness, it really resembles the old man in his long-term memory. people.

The author has something to say:

I finally wrote about the first official intimate scene between two people, so excited, even though I don’t have a car, I’m covering my face!

After getting excited, I actually felt a little uncomfortable.My feelings for Lu Yuan have always been complicated. If we say that I have an undisguised preference for the other party, January, and worship Yan Lang like a hero, then I must have a real heartache for Lu Yuan.

He is the loneliest person in the whole "Bie Jing Shi". His loneliness is different from Yan Lang's solitary search for thousands of years, different from Chiba Chiba's solitary guarding of the family, and also different from Fang Yiyue's long sleep and desperate gamble. , but a kind of real loneliness, as a person but unable to blend into the world.No matter when he is facing himself, or when he is among others, or when he is with Yan Lang, he is lonely.

His growth experience destined him to be particularly insecure, so he habitually reminded himself not to care too much about everything, and he did grow up in this way.But facing Yan Lang's unknown past, facing the doubts about his own identity, and facing the possible empathy in Yan Lang's relationship, he clearly knows that he can no longer ignore it.Although he grew up in fright, he has never been afraid of losing. Even though he was sad and painful when facing his grandfather's departure, he also understood that life and death are fateful, and he accepted it calmly.

As for Yan Lang, Yan Lang is the first person he accepts from the bottom of his heart other than his grandfather. After this acceptance, there is a love that grows slowly to flourish, so for the first time in his life, he panics because of the fear of gaining and losing again. Yes, he has no experience, and his expression becomes uncontrollable anxiety, because he is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate himself, and he can no longer use the way of retreating to protect himself.

There is no choice, either Yan Lang catches him, or he falls into the abyss alone.

Fortunately, Yan Lang loves him.

I love him too.