When He Lang "woke up", the sky was already bright.

He was still sitting on Song Lin's bed, still holding Song Lin's hand, and still holding the queen bee in the other hand.Everything seemed to be exactly the same as when Song Lin fell asleep last night, those memories of being in another world seemed to be an incredible dream.

But He Lang knew that it was not a dream.

He looked at his watch, it was just after eight o'clock in the morning, and it was not too late to wake up normally.However, what He Lang was concerned about was not the issue of getting up late, but the issue of "compressed time".

He didn't know when he was dragged into the other world in the real world, but even counting from the moment Song Lin fell asleep, this night was still shorter than the midnight of his day in the other world.But this is actually not surprising, after all, He Lang did not experience the "fantasy" once or twice. Every time he felt that the time was very long, when he returned to reality, he would find that only a little time had actually passed.

However, this time it is not a complete "illusion".As He Lang thought about it, he couldn't help but look down at the young man who was still sleeping.

In this world, He Lang saw two "Song Lin".

One is Song Lin from the past, and Song Lin who was still called "Higgins".Like Song Lin, he still maintains a calm attitude in the face of all incomprehensible things.The contract on He Lang is his, but not his "personal".He faced He Lang's sudden appearance calmly, and studied the reasons for what happened to He Lang, just like Song Lin was interested in all unknown forces.

But he was different from Song Lin, even though he was sitting in front of He Lang and talking to He Lang calmly, He Lang could still feel the faint guard on his body.He was very cautious, keeping an absolutely safe distance from He Lang; yet he was able to watch another man rushing around for him without any cover in front of He Lang.

That Ray should belong to Higgins...

Just as the man's thoughts diverged, Song Lin opened his eyes.

He Lang was caught off guard by those silver-gray pupils, and he came back to his senses in no time.He subconsciously said: "...are you awake?"

"...Well." Song Lin sat up slowly, his movements looked like someone who had just woken up, but his expression was already sober, "How do you feel?"

"Very good, I'm full of strength. But as you said, I feel that my mental strength is still a little fluctuating..." He Lang paused, and described, "Uh, it's a bit like the feeling of 'feeling I'm invincible' before. .”

"This is the normal state after a sudden increase in strength. In fact, it is no longer considered a fluctuation." Song Lin raked his messy hair, crawled past the man and got off the bed, and said calmly, "Congratulations."

"Yeah." He Lang watched the young man walk into the bathroom, for some reason he wanted to follow, and then he got up and followed.

As soon as Song Lin entered the bathroom, he turned around and found that He Lang had approached.He was about to speak when the man asked preemptively, "Has your hair grown? Go and cut it today?"

Song Lin let out a "huh", which is considered to be a response.But the young man waited for two seconds, and found that He Lang was still standing at the door, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there anything else?"

For some reason, He Lang suddenly remembered the scene where Lei followed Higgins to the door of the room, and was forced to stop outside the door by Higgins' glance.

"It's gone, but can't I take a look at it?" He Lang said a little roguely, "You also peeked at me washing my hair last time. We're reciprocating courtesy, you know?"

"You didn't say you wouldn't let me see it last time." Song Lin held the doorknob and responded calmly, "And you just washed your hair, and I have to solve some personal problems."

"Personal question?" He Lang's brain twitched, "Chen X?"

Ouch!

The only response to the man was the door panel that almost hit his face directly.

In normal times, He Lang's mouth was so mean, he should have automatically walked out of the young man's room while Song Lin was washing up, and went about his own business.

But this time, after Song Lin finished washing and left the bathroom, when he looked up, He Lang was still sitting in the room waiting.

Song Lin knew that this guy had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, so he didn't bother to make any opening remarks, and said directly: "If you have any questions, just ask."

The young man guessed right, He Lang did have a lot to ask.But because there were too many questions, and some of them might not be appropriate to ask, He Lang really hesitated for a while.

Now that Song Lin took the initiative to give him a step, He Lang felt that it was better not to be too hypocritical, so he picked the most core question and asked directly: "What is your relationship with Lei...?"

Song Lin was a little surprised by this first question, but still answered: "It's what you see."

He Lang's expression was a bit complicated: "Are you a couple?"

"...To be precise, it was once." Song Lin walked back to his bed and sat down. "When I was with him, I founded the Rock Eagle Mercenary Group, but we separated later, that's it."

He Lang is actually not a very gossip person, but when he heard Song Lin finish his experience in such a casual way, he couldn't help asking: "Why did we separate?"

To be honest, although Higgins and Lei didn't look very clingy, He Lang could feel the atmosphere flowing between the two.When he realized that the relationship between the two was not simple, the man seemed to hold a prickly pear, felt the sting, and didn't want to throw it away.

Hearing He Lang's questioning, Song Lin raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

He Lang looked into the young man's eyes: "Because I want to know."

"...I thought you were a person who didn't gossip."

"That's because you don't know me well enough."

"..." Song Lin looked at He Lang's appearance of breaking the casserole to ask the end, his gaze drooped for a few seconds, and then he raised it again, "Well, it's actually not a very complicated reason."

He Lang never took his eyes off him: "Huh?"

"Don't you know? I lived in that world for a long time." Song Lin said, "Simply put, he was already aging at that time, but I didn't change. In order not to be exposed, I had no choice but to leave."

He Lang was taken aback when he heard the words: "...Huh? Are you joking? Such a simple reason?"

Song Lin said calmly, "It's that simple."

"What kind of fucking reason is this?" He Lang obviously couldn't accept this statement, "Does he also accept this decision? In order not to be exposed, he let you go alone?!"

"Whether he accepts this or not." Song Lin replied, "He didn't know my life expectancy was like this. He just thought that I didn't look old...I left quietly."

He Lang felt even more incredible: "So you left without saying goodbye!"

"...Probably." Song Lin did not deny it, "Whether I want to say goodbye or stay, I have too many things to explain, and he may not be able to accept it. Let's not waste it."

"Fart!" He Lang retorted, "You haven't even tried, how do you know...!"

"Letia Continent's tolerance for necromancers is much lower than you imagined, even lower than Yuan Chengbing's tolerance for a demon cultivator." Song Lin's tone suddenly became a little cold, and he interrupted He Lang , "If I don't leave, my identity may be exposed in the long run. At that time, I may not be the only one being hunted down, and the entire mercenary group may be affected!"

"You don't need to act like you're speaking the truth and taking the overall situation into consideration. I'll just ask you, have you discussed it with him? Have you tried to convey this information to him?" He Lang became more irritable and faster than the youth. , "You made all the decisions by yourself, have you considered what he thinks?!"

Song Lin said coldly: "Then what's your business? What justice are you doing for him?"

"I'll fuck him to death! I'm asking yourself for you!" He Lang stood up suddenly, "In your memory, Higgins asked you 'I don't regret it later', did you just ask that? One thing? Even if it’s not this thing, it’s probably related to him and your mercenary group! You said it yourself, this is asking your heart, so let me ask you, do you regret doing it in the end? ?!"

"..." Song Lin was silent for a few seconds and narrowed his eyes.

He Lang realized that he had guessed right, and at the same time he hated his intuition for being so accurate.He didn't want to say anything good for that big fighter at all, but he wanted Song Lin to understand that some things can be decided by one person, and some things are absolutely not allowed.

So even if He Lang himself became more and more irritable as he talked, he still had to say it.

Song Lin was silent for a long time this time, just when He Lang thought he was about to be kicked out of the room, the young man suddenly spoke again.

"...I don't regret this question in the future. I have already answered it in my memory, and that is also my true thought." Song Lin said lightly, "Actually, this question appeared in 'Question', it should be because... I later Thinking of the real reason why I left him, or another level of reason."

He Lang was startled for a moment: "...What is it?"

"Maybe it's because I don't want to face his death." Song Lin shrugged, his tone was very calm, but what he said was not so easy, "Watching him grow old day by day, it's hard for me not to imagine the moment of his death. I left early, perhaps it was an act of evasion."

The young man paused, and then continued: "Actually, I should be very used to birth, old age, illness and death, but occasionally I still care about it. The so-called no regrets, probably just want to remind myself not to run away and face these things that I care about."

Song Lin said it lightly, but He Lang suddenly thought of Higgins' expression when he asked this question.

He Lang suddenly felt that Song Lin and Higgins might have regretted it.

But what about regret?Higgins will still live, and Ray will still turn to dust before him.If people around Higgins have always come and gone in this way for nearly a thousand years, who can blame him for leaving before others die?

Living too long is not necessarily a good thing.Higgins tried to commit suicide when he was a child because he felt that there was no good in living.

Therefore, when it seems that everyone is very close to him, he still looks calm and seems to be able to withdraw and leave anytime and anywhere.He blended into the crowd, and watched the fire from the other side, because he knew that one of them would go first.

For such a person, how much courage does he have to summon up to let him accept a new relationship?

How much did he bear to maintain such a calm expression?

He Lang stared blankly at Song Lin and remained motionless for several minutes.Song Lin looked at him in silence for a while, and found that the man really didn't intend to move, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, after asking the questions, you should..."

He Lang strode over suddenly, bent down and hugged the young man sitting by the bed: "I have something, but it's not the time to say it yet, I need some time."

Song Lin was a little confused by this nonsense, and replied, "Then why are you talking about it now?"

"Because I have another thing to say." He Lang let go, but he didn't let go of the young man completely. Instead, he knelt down slowly, looked up at the pair of eyes that had turned back to black, "I am you Your golden bones, your undead, as long as you live, so long will I live."

Song Lin raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"

He Lang said again: "No matter what other people think of you, I can stay with you forever."

"...that sentence sounds pretty good." Song Lin smiled and kicked the man, "It's getting late, let's go to work."

[The author has something to say: Huh hee hee hee~ is it sweet or not! 】

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