My buddy is crazy

I was about to wake up from the long dream, and I vaguely saw a bright door in front of me, and a round shadow inside the door.In the blink of an eye, the round shadow turned out to be Qingyang's tilted head, with a pair of bright eyes that slanted towards me.

There was still something strange in the back of my chest, I twisted my chest twice, and found that Qingyang didn't lock me, he stabbed me, as if he was just trying to move me to the chair while I didn't know it.There is only one chair facing the wall in the room, and there are no traps in the chair.This place is strange, I have never been here.The panes on the two sides of the window are ingenious, with birds, beasts, flowers, fruit and vines carved on them, all covered by clouds and mists, it's almost like a fairy girl carved on the window lattice.This window is really clear and beautiful, especially the fish jumping in the cloud patterns on the right side, which really fascinated my eyes.

"Come back to your senses," Qingyang stretched out his fingers and shook, "It's not like you to be in a daze."

I raised my hand and stretched it a little, and said back to him: "How is that like me? Shall I beat you up and throw you out of the room?"

The effect of Qingyang's stabbing knife on me has not completely faded, and I will have an incense stick of time before I can act as usual.Even so, as soon as my words came out, Qingyang took two steps back before looking at me, and reminded: "You should at least ask how your Taoist companion is doing?"

I don't know anything else, but he didn't spill the jug of precious wine anyway.

Thinking of this, I jokingly said, "Ask Yulang how he died in an accident, and it's not the other way around."

Hearing my words, Qingyang tried to keep calm, but couldn't help frowning.I looked at the oath in my hand, and then at the flying fish on the window lattice: "His life is in my hands, and it's useless to ask."

Qingyang stepped forward abruptly and grabbed my hand, staring at the oath in my palm, and asked me in a hoarse voice: "If I say, can this oath be reversed?"

I slapped Qingyang's hand off, leaned back comfortably in the chair, twisted my body and looked at the lines on my hand carefully: "Of course you can change it, there is no formula in this world that cannot be changed. But if you can change it, What else are you tearing up with me?"

Qingyang chuckled a few times, and spoke without beginning or end, still imposing cause and effect.He seemed to be asking me, but also asking himself: "So, you really can't give me the secret of rebirth."

My mind was not on Qingyang's words, and his mind was obviously not on my answer either.I nodded indiscriminately, just staring at the fish tail circling the clouds and water on the window, and felt that its raised horn seemed to have scratched my heart, which was more itchy than the scar left by eating a knife earlier.

Seeing me staring at the window lattice, Qingyang also looked over and smiled: "Your Taoist companion, I don't know how I feel when I hear you say that."

I explained to Qingyang: "If he blamed me, he should have said by himself that I never persecuted Yulang, nor did I disappoint my Taoist companion. It's okay for him to come to me, but it's not appropriate for you to use Yulang as an excuse. "

Qingyang stared at the window lattice a few times, seeing that he could see my liking for the decoration, he insisted on having a different attitude from me.

"You seem to have changed a lot than before, but you are not," he said, and then gave me a back view, "You can do what you want."

Right now I can't move, and Qingyang walks leisurely.He left so easily now, it is probably expected that I will not care about him anymore.

I was still looking at the window lattice, seeing the fish from head to tail, and from tail to head.I care so much about this fish, presumably because I am worried that the bastards at home will eat all the fish in the lake.After finding a reason for myself, I asked through the window: "At our house, there is a bastard by the small lake, have you fed it yet?"

The window was not pushed open, and the person behind the window returned to me after a long silence.As long as I ask, he will always answer, but he doesn't like talking by himself.

A familiar voice came from behind the window: "No."

I thought he would fall into silence again, and was thinking about how to tell him to go back to feed the bastard first, but Yulang asked me: "Are you only curious about this?"

I'm actually not a talkative person, it's just that Taoists talk less and I talk less, so I really can't get along.At this time, I was not thinking about getting along, and the words gathered into one word: "Yes."

After a long while, I finally got my freedom. I took off the two window screens and stretched out my hand to the people inside. I still used the one I had sworn to: "Let's go home and feed the bastard."

I opened my mouth, and he still did as before, the vows were fastened on and the warmth was the same as before.

After leaving the house in Qingyang, I walked out for a while, and I couldn't help explaining: "I won't do anything to you with the oath deed."

Ayu glanced at me, didn't say believe it or not, just uttered two words: "It doesn't matter."

He is obviously still so cold, I really can't find the reason why he came to such a fight with Qingyang and me, I can only ramble and try to tell his truth: "Yulang's behavior makes me a little scared, I'm only worried that Yulang wants to imprison me and do something..."

My words were ambiguous and teasing. If some angry young people listened to it, they would surely blush.

"I won't imprison you."

His answer did not surprise me at all.I knew he wasn't going to imprison me, at least not for "something".I don't know if I forgot to bring it when I ascended or I didn't have it because I was born. After all these years of hiding, Yan Shengyu has nothing to do with love or desire. Let alone imprison me, it seems that he took off his clothes and stood in In front of me, it is probably just to toast me with a glass of wine.

I kind of want to ask him why he wants to be a Taoist companion with me.Afraid that he would fool me with his words, I raised my eyebrows and asked, "What do you like about me?"

"you."

Yulang's words are concise and to the point, unchanged for a long time. I'm afraid I was lucky enough to be buried in the grave, and his words of blessing before the grave are also two words "farewell".

"If I say," I thought about the bastards at home and settled down, "I don't like you."

I thought he could have some emotions, but Yan Shengyu didn't pause, and still sent me two words: "It's okay."

At this moment, the atmosphere was really embarrassing, so I could only scramble some love words: "Just kidding, I don't like Yulang, who should I like?"

The words stopped here, and I was a little dazed.I didn't alienate my Taoist companion from the beginning,

"What if I say I like you, but I just want to use the oath to harm you?"

I was waiting for his "no problem", but Ayu explained in a rare way: "Liking has nothing to do with interests, you can hurt me if you like me."

This seems to be something I like to say to the outside world. I, a Taoist couple, are so foolish in falling in love with each other. I guess I just thought so after hearing the nonsense on the side of the road.After all, it is my Taoist companion, I sighed, and couldn't help mentioning him: "Silly Yulang, I really like someone, and I won't want to harm him."

Ayu looked at me, and her words still had my style: "Whether you like it or not, if something happens, someone will suffer."

When he said this, it didn’t seem like he was referring to himself, so I smiled subconsciously and asked, “Is it because Yulang said this because he once harmed someone from another family?”

"No." I knew he didn't.

The wound on the back of my heart should have healed by now, but the pain was long overdue, and I took a while to continue asking: "Then why are you talking like this?"

"I can't tell."

These words are so familiar, I couldn't help sighing: "Is there a time when Yulang can say these things in his heart? It's good to give me hope."

"You don't care about Dai Zhilin anymore, I'll tell you."

It's not like him, I teased: "Why, are you just jealous like this?"

Ayu smiled, he didn't often show pleasure so naturally.With a hook of her lips, all kinds of amorous feelings bloomed in an instant, and the light in her eyes flowed into the moon, and she nodded to me: "Yes."