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Ao agreed to let the doctor take a look.

There was a sudden silence between the two, and it was not the usual silence. This time, there was a wall between them for no reason. This wall was built by Ao Qi and without Qi Ao's consent before, At the same time, Qi Ao didn't notice any signs.

Qi Ao spread out his palms, the palms were empty, this situation made him a little disgusted, it was obvious that Ao Qi had something on his mind and he didn't know it, and Ao Qi didn't intend to let him know.Since Ao Qi handed over the matter to him, he spared Ao Qi's troubles, let Ao Qi only be responsible for actions and only enjoy the results, even when he was inconvenient, Ao Qi's actions were always according to his wishes, This is the first time for Aoqi to do this.

After calming down, Qi Ao began to recall what had affected Ao Qi so much.

After sorting out the recent events in his mind, the top few events were all related to himself, Qi Ao sighed in his heart, "I'm a sinner", and decided to speak first to break the deadlock, but he didn't intend to use himself The purpose of pushing the cannon is to divert the attention of those who are holding the fire to extinguish the fire.

"Ao Qi, I think the shopkeeper's attitude today is not very taboo about masculinity here?" Seeing that Ning Ziyun went out and didn't know when he would come back, Qi Ao suddenly remembered the shopkeeper's expression today.

Ao Qi seemed to be woken up from a nightmare by Qi Ao's peaceful and normal words, and the more and more hostility around him just now gradually dissipated, he replied a little strangely: "Isn't it where you are?"

"I don't know." Qi Ao shook his head and replied, Ao Qi suddenly remembered that when Qi Ao came, he should have only stayed in Qianyue Villa and hadn't gone out.

"Although there are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who have small pets in their homes, Longyang's habit of breaking sleeves is still something that cannot be brought to the fore. There are still many people who regard it as a disease and are afraid to avoid it." Ao Qi paused After a while, he continued to speak with a hint of disdain in his tone, "Even the casual Jianghu people are the same."

From this we can see how the demonized rebellious image representative of Xun Gufeng appeared in the rumors of the Jianghu.The two thought of this at the same time.

Qi Ao suddenly thought of some funny topic, first he laughed to himself, and then asked Ao Qi: "I said, if you fall in love with a man one day, you will suffer disaster."

"Like? What do you like? What is it like?" Different from Qi Ao's joking smile, Ao Qi raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently.

Qi Ao was taken aback for a while, and after a lot of deliberation, he could only answer hesitantly: "I don't know either." He had thousands of schemes and tricks in his mind, but he didn't think about this alone. He just asked Ao Qi It's also a random question.

Probably because he was caught in the bottomless question of "what is liking", and he wanted to keep the atmosphere from getting colder, but Qi'ao blurted out something that didn't seem like what he said at all: "Don't you like Ziyun?"

Ao Qi was completely bewildered by Qi Ao's nonsensical words, he glanced at Qi Ao like a ghost, probably did not expect Qi Ao to say such completely ignorant words: "So what? "

"Didn't you agree to take him with you?"

"I see what you mean."

Such a question and an answer was too silly, neither of them continued, and Qi Ao also threw that complicated and profound question with no practical significance out of his mind.Originally, one person was sitting sideways on the side of the bed, and the other was sitting on a stool beside him. After quieting down, Qi Ao felt a little tired after relaxing for a while. He moved his body to make room for a seat. He casually walked over to let Qi Ao lean on him and close his eyes to rest.

At this moment they heard Ning Ziyun's footsteps walking quickly on the wooden board, Ao Qi turned his head slightly: "If you don't lean on the bed, the doctor will see a doctor later."

Qi Ao sat upright and watched Ao Qi spread the quilt, and when he took off his shoes and went to bed, he even laughed at himself, "I've become a sick wife."

As soon as Qi'ao sat down, Ning Ziyun brought an old doctor in. The old doctor helped Qi'ao clean the wound carefully, and also praised them for the good treatment of the wound.Qi Ao originally didn't want the doctor to prescribe any more medicines, but Ao Qi insisted, the two of them stalemate for a while, and finally each took a step back, asking the doctor to prescribe some analgesic and anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent the wound from worsening.

Ning Ziyun accompanied the old doctor to get the medicine for decoction. He just took two steps out of the door, and before reaching the corner of the corridor, a person appeared out of thin air, respectful to the old doctor, but with no room for rejection. He said stubbornly: "Sir, my master said, please add some calming and calming medicine to the medicine."

The old doctor is nearly seventy years old, and he has met many times in his life. The two people in the room just now who look exactly the same should be brothers. The one who looks gloomy doesn't seem easy to get along with. The look in his eyes almost melted people, he stood by his side and watched him help others to check, his face was extremely ugly, and now he specially sent someone to come over, the order said that he probably wanted the other party to have a good rest.

Thinking in this way, the old doctor naturally agreed.

Qi Ao fell asleep after drinking the medicine. Ao Qi sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Qi Ao's forehead. His gaze drew Qi Ao's eyebrows more carefully than his hands, and he spoke to Ning Ziyun who was standing beside him. Said: "I have something to go out for a few days, when Qi Ao wakes up, you can tell him so."

Sliding his hand from his forehead to Qi Ao's chin, Ao Qi pinched Qi Aobi's pointed chin when they first met, he didn't know what he was thinking, and finally let go of his hand and turned away without saying a word, only taking Wu Cheng with him. around.

It was still the afternoon of that day, and Qi Ao slept until the next morning.

"That's what he said?" Qiao was eating the sweet soup brought from the kitchen, the sunlight just fell on the side of his face, half of his face was bright and half dark, and the illuminated half of his skin was so white that it seemed to be able to see through the light. He brushed a few strands of hair hanging beside his face.

When Ning Ziyun conveyed Ao Qi's words, Qi Ao's hand holding the porcelain spoon stopped in mid-air, and he didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he waited for the sweet soup in the spoon to cool before eating it, just like this, one bite at a time, and so on. After eating a bowl, he smiled and said, "I see."

As soon as Qi Ao finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open, and the sound made Ning Ziyun tremble with fright.

Qi Ao glanced up at the unexpected visitor, patted Ning Ziyun on the back, and with a reassuring smile coaxed Ning Ziyun back into the room, and then faced the visitor with a smile on his face.

"Bai Lian? Ao Qi is not here now." Qi Ao gestured to please sit down, and after Bai Lian sat down, he poured him a cup of tea, still smiling, very gentle. "Could it be that you came to look for me? I didn't expect that there would be a day when you made a special trip to look for me."

Bai Lian stared at Qi Ao's perfect smiling face for a long time, and Qi Ao let him look at each other. In the end, it was Bai Lian who was burned with anger at the sight. All the words were thrown out of the blue, the distorted expression on the face and the voice became more cold and resentful, and he said straightforwardly: "Did you know that Die Qingqing died last night."

The smile on Qi'ao's face froze for a moment, his pupils shrank under the glare of the sun, and he returned to normal in just a blink of an eye, and even reached for the teapot to pour himself a cup of tea.

Seeing the tea leaves rising and falling in the teacup, Qi Ao commented very calmly: "Both of you are not good people." It seemed to be a sigh.

When Bai Lian heard this, he laughed loudly, his whole body seemed to go crazy, Qi Ao was unmoved, and poured his own drink there by himself, without even giving Bai Lian a cold look.

Bai Lian laughed until the blood faded from his face, and seeing that Qi Ao hadn't responded, he sneered with a pale face, panting heavily, and his voice was as hoarse as it had been washed by hellfire: "You know he's not a good person, Haven't you been by Dugu Aoqi's side all the time, if Dugu Aoqi is a knife, you are the one who makes him brighter and sharper..."

"Me neither." Qi Ao seemed to have not heard Bai Lian's words at all, and went on with what he just said.After putting down the teapot, his eyes were fixed on the table, the smile on his face was still gentle and elegant, the curves of the corners of his brows, eyes and lips were just right, and the tone of murmured these words was natural, but it carried a coolness of late autumn, revealing With a penetrating smell, ordinary people would be scared away by this strange scene if they saw it, even a half-crazy person like Bai Lian was shocked.

Fortunately the door was closed.

"Bai Lian, I advise you to go back and watch before Xun Gu Feng wakes up," Qi Ao was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he glanced at Bai Lian with a smile, dangling the teacup in his hand, refusing to drink. , let the water mist swirl and drift away, "Don't you just can't see that Die Qingqing snatched the position of Xun Gufeng's apprentice, and was also cared by Xun Gufeng, and wanted Xun Gufeng to focus on you alone, now It is when he is most vulnerable, and it is also your best chance, if you succeed, you will really become his only support."

When Bai Lian heard Xun Gufeng's name, a bit of warmth appeared in his eyes. What Qi'ao said was indeed what he had imagined before. The reason why he came here specially was to see Qi'ao's reaction. None of them are worse than him.

But before he left, he still didn't intend to let Qiao go: "Then why do you think Aoqi agreed to join hands with me?"

Qi Ao raised his head and drank the tea in one breath, put down the cup and still didn't want to give alms to Bai Lian, as if looking at him was dirtying his eyes: "No one knows him better than me." So everything he did I can forgive myself for everything, as if I would naturally make excuses for myself.

When Qi Ao thought about the latter sentence in his heart, he felt an inexplicable sadness. He seemed to see some things drifting away and never coming back. Even so, he never thought about it.

After saying this, Qi Ao still had an unchanging elegant and quiet smile on his face, and raised his hand as a gesture of please go.

This kind of tranquility made Bai Lian, who wanted to watch some good shows, very upset, Qi Ao had such an arrogant attitude in front of him, Bai Lian put the quilt down heavily, turned and left.

Hearing Bai Lian's unconvinced "hum" and leaving, Qi'ao raised his eyes and slowly turned his gaze out of the window.

Outside the window, you can see a corner of glass-like blue and white clouds piled together fluffy and soft. The autumn sun has its unique clarity, unlike the blazing heat of summer, it can bake your heart warmly, no matter how dark your heart is. The black color makes people want to take it out for a while.

The autumn wind will take away the leaves on the tree, and it will not be long before the tree will be bald, leaving only gray and black dry branches to survive the long winter.Those flowers that bloom brilliantly in spring and summer, and the green leaves that are about to drip, have to be stripped of their color at this time and fall from the branches.

A ray of sunlight shone into the room, dispelling the coolness brought by the autumn rain for the past few days, Qi Ao let out a breath, and suddenly smiled, if Bai Lian could see this smile, he would understand that he was here What he longs to see is his delusion, the frost hidden in Qi Ao's smile is no less than that in Ao Qi's eyes when he saw Die Qingqing struggling before death.

He asked Xiao Er to come in and pour out the herbal tea for a new pot of tea. He sat by the window alone. Once he figured it out, he suddenly felt very calm and cold-tempered. What reason to blame the cruelty of the other self? They are the same person, no matter how different their personalities are, they all grow from the same root. combine.For example, people who regard the lives of outsiders like ants.

As he said, neither he nor Ao Qi are good people.

☆, fragile

Two days have passed in such a leisurely way. During the day, Qi Ao reads a book and plays chess with himself, or teases the little Ning Ziyun, and smiles at Ning Ziyun's dazed look , Sleeping alone with a pillow at night, curled up into a smaller ball when it's a bit cold.

He didn't ask Jingnv to contact her. On the one hand, he was very relieved that Ao Qi brought Wu Cheng by his side, and on the other hand, he was giving Ao Qi space.

He gradually understood what happened to Ao Qi at that time.

It started to rain that evening.The autumn rain is continuous, getting colder and colder until the third watch. I don’t know how many dead leaves fell outside the window. The water droplets dripped along a few crumbling leaves, and hit the ground silently.Those who were afraid of the cold shrank their shoulders, and unconsciously hugged the quilt even tighter.

The first ray of light broke through the sky, and the moonless sky turned into a vague gray. The city gate was slowly opened and made a muffled sound. In the sudden darkness, everything is still sleeping soundly, and the breathing that seems to have the same rhythm is long and even.The door of the inn was closed, and there was no one in the lobby. The light of the early morning mixed with the darkness of the night made it possible to roughly see the outline of the object, but after a long time, it seemed that it was just chaos.

"Squeak-"

Despite being cautious, the wooden door that has been used for a long time still made a faint sound uncontrollably. A black figure stepped into the door without a sound, turned around and closed the door, and there was no sound during the action, as if it was a gust of autumn wind blowing open the door. Breathing the coolness of the morning dew and the smell of blood stronger than the executioner's numerous heads.

After closing the door, the black shadow took two steps lightly into the room, then stopped.

The person I thought was sleeping soundly on the bed is now sitting upright on the bed, because the light can't see the expression on his face clearly, I can only deduce from the outline that he is sitting cross-legged, but his eyes seem to be turning day and night The little bit of light during the handover was all filled in, and he could notice his bright eyes at a glance in the darkness, looking at him with a warm smile.

"Are you back?" The tone was very calm and familiar. Every time he left and came back, the other party asked him like this, like asking him how the weather was today or if he had eaten.

Ao Qi heard Qi Ao speak and stood motionless, turned around and looked at Qi Ao without making a sound.

The silence didn't last long this time, first Qi Ao sighed helplessly, got off the bed and put on his shoes, then walked in front of Ao Qi, stretched out his hand to hold Ao Qi, and led him to the wooden door at the other end of the room Next to the bucket, I tested the temperature of the water in the bucket: "I asked Xiaoer to make it before going to bed at night. It's cold now, doesn't it matter?"

"En." This was the first voice Ao Qi made after entering the room, and then he was silent and asked Qi Ao to remove the blood-soaked clothes on his body, and only stretched his arms and legs.

After the underwear was also taken off, Ao Qi stepped into the barrel, letting the cold water flood his chest.

Standing behind Ao Qi, Qi Ao untied Ao Qi's hair tie to help Ao Qi loosen his hair. His hair fell down to cover the still fresh scar on his back shoulder, but he didn't seem to see it.

Then Qi Ao took the towel placed by the side of the barrel and dipped it in water, carefully and gently wet Ao Qi's hair, carefully avoiding the wound, without asking any more questions.

There was only the sound of rushing water in the room, the two of you were silent, and the silence slowly spread between them again.

After washing his hair, Qi Ao tied Ao Qi's hair casually on top of his head, and wrung out the towel in his hand to help Ao Qi wipe his back. At this moment, he heard Ao Qi call his name: "Qi Ao." The voice It was so small that Qi Ao almost ignored the fragile trembling inside.

Qi Ao was stunned for a while, stopped the movements in his hands, he held his breath and waited for Ao Qi's next words, but he didn't hear any other voices.Qi Ao just pretended that he was having auditory hallucinations, spread out and folded the towel, and began to wipe Ao Qi's back from his shoulders.

Didn't hear Qi Ao's answer, Ao Qi only felt that the overwhelming darkness covered his eyes, and his heart sank into the abyss. He turned around suddenly and interrupted Qi Ao's movement of rubbing his back. The towel fell into the water.

As if in a daze, Ao Qi stretched out his hand and clamped Qi Ao's arm tightly, his strength was completely uncontrollable, Ao Qi felt his hands trembling, and was about to crush Qi Ao's bones, but Qi Ao He didn't even hum, as if he didn't want to communicate with him anymore.He squinted his eyes to see Qi'ao's expression clearly, but his eyes were still dark and he couldn't see clearly, which made Aoqi's panic and fear more obvious: "Qi'ao."

Qi Ao maintained that posture, neither tried to pull Ao Qi's hand away, nor approached.This kind of Qi Ao made Ao Qi even more afraid, he grabbed Qi Ao's hand and wished he could become flesh and blood with Qi Ao.

Just when Aoqi's negative emotions kept stacking up and were about to explode, in this posture, Qi'ao raised his arm.He embraced Aoqi's shoulders, hugged Aoqi's head tightly in his arms, combed Aoqi's long hair bit by bit with his fingers tenderly, letting the cold water on Aoqi's face and hair soak him A thin layer of underwear.

Ao Qi's breathing gradually calmed down under Qi Ao's comfort, he pursed his lips, let go of Qi Ao's arm, wrapped around Qi Ao's waist, moved his head deeper into Qi Ao's chest, and finally spoke: " Qiao, I'm scared."

"I thought I didn't care about those people in Qianyue Villa. I hated the eldest lady and those servants who looked down on me, but they were all burned to death. I actually felt a little helpless and suddenly didn't know what I could do."

"Qianyue Villa exists in name only. No one will take me seriously as the new head of the family. Qianyue Villa is gone."

"I want to go to the top, I want those who laugh at me to be trampled under my feet, I think I have this power."

"Actually, I am nothing. I have never been the strong person I think I am."

"The bottom line I set can be trampled on at will. I am nothing."

"I probably won't be able to go down this road."

He has 50 years of skill and a Ssangyong Red Feather Sword. The team of secret agents has not yet taken shape, but the team assembled on the rivers and lakes is getting stronger and stronger.His only absolute advantage now is that he has Qi Ao, but in the end he can't even resist the force that tries to separate Qi Ao from him, how can he forgive them, and how can he forgive himself?

So he has been traveling day and night these days to wipe out all the powers that almost snatched Qi Ao away from his hands—even if it has passed—to make up for the fear in his heart. This is the first thing he can do things.He is eager to prove himself, to prove that his bottom line is still firmly held by him, to prove that he still has nothing left.

When he was the only one left in the end, he looked around in a daze.

The raging fire that once illuminated the night sky dimmed its radiance on this night. The flames were swallowed by the darkness bit by bit, leaving only ashes without any resistance. The red and yellow flames no longer scorched people's fingers The scorching eyes shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bloody smell has not been completely washed away, and the faint sweet smell lingers in the nose, but Qi Ao hugs Ao Qi even tighter without hesitation: "With me, I will always be by your side."

Now it is impossible to get away, Qi Ao thought that if he resisted the temptation and really left at that time, maybe he is now a wild crane, and Aoqi's sword is also used where he should use it.

Qi Ao never cared about other people's lives, Die Qingqing's death was indeed unreasonable, but even if Die Qingqing died in front of his eyes, he would just watch with cold eyes.

Martial arts has always been a bloody place, the weak can only succumb to the strong, and he never thinks that killing is something that should or should not be done, only people who should or should not be killed, so he has no reason to criticize Aoqi from the moral high ground.

He didn't hide it, neither he nor Ao Qi are good people.The difference is that Ao Qi is good at using the sword, but he is the brain.

But this does not mean that he likes the taste of blood, he enjoys deciding the winner between the squares of his thoughts, and fighting without blood is his favorite, although conquering by force also has its own pleasure, but for Qi Ao It is just a means rather than a way. The blade should be used where it is needed to play its most powerful role.Qi Ao has always believed that killing without consciousness is a very stupid way, but everything Ao Qi did was caused by him.

He didn't intend to sharpen Aoqi's sword, but he also didn't want to see Aoqi disturb his steady pace again because of unnecessary guesswork.

A hand slowly slid down Aoqi's shoulder and arm, and he plunged into the water to find Aoqi's hand very accurately, then clasped his fingers tightly, and felt the other's hand with his fingers, as if What he was holding was a treasure, and Qi Ao's tone was full of love: "These hands are holding the most precious sword in the world. Your hands don't need to be stained with useless blood, and your sword doesn't need to be used on useless people."

Saying that, Qi Ao knelt down on one knee, so that he was at the same height as Ao Qi, and even a little lower.Maintaining this posture of looking up slightly, Qi Ao stretched out one hand to hold Ao Qi's face, and star-like eyes shone with complete respect and trust: "There is one thing you don't need to doubt anymore. I will always be with you By my side, I will never leave, and I will watch you go to the top."

Although he doesn't care who dies and who lives, he doesn't agree with killing.He is responsible for making Aoqi's sword point where it should be pointed. First of all, let Aoqi rest assured that he is by his side, and will not leave his side because of marriage, injury, or anything.

Being by Aoqi's side, as Aoqi's bottom line, should have been the most stable factor, but now it has become the most unstable factor in Aoqi's heart, he must help Aoqi break this concern.

Because the opportunity to leave Aoqi was missed by his own greed, he was too obsessed, so he simply did his best.Now that he has obtained more and more, seeing the end point is getting closer and closer, he can even feel a little excited and excited by imagining the final achievement. Aoqi is in his hands, unless he really returns to the starting point completely, otherwise he will only let Ao Qi becomes the ultimate winner.

He used to be just a chess player, but now he is firmly bound into one body. He has enough reasons to believe that if he fails, it will not only mean Aoqi, but also mean that he himself will have no way out in the martial arts world.

The two just looked at each other quietly, waiting for the sun to rise and sweep away the haze in the room.

They will never know that although the number of people killed by the real Ao Qi sword is not less than the current one, they are all driven into desperate resistance, or to obtain the items they need, or to make their own way easier. Smoothness, in the end, is to get something, but none of them restrained their usual murderous aura like now, but let the blood of many people who would not be killed "innocently" stain the blade red.

Such a situation has never appeared in any novel.

It's not the same anymore, and when they're together, some things will be better, or worse.

☆, dream interpretation

They weren't the only ones who hadn't had a night's sleep.

Ning Ziyun sat on the bed in a daze, his face was still pale, the clothes behind him were soaked and dry, his hair stuck to his forehead, the morning wind was still a little cold with the chill of dew, Ning Ziyun shivered and woke up from the trance.

After getting dressed and getting off the bed, and washed his face with cold water, Ning Ziyun patted his cheeks and let out a breath, wanting to throw out what happened last night from his mind along with this breath.

In the morning, I prepared the emerald white jade porridge cooked slowly on a low fire, sprinkled with tender yellow ginger, and the crispy and delicious sauerkraut was contained in a small snow-white dish, plus two sets of bowls and spoons, all of which were served on a mahogany tray. Room.

"My lord, the porridge is here this morning." As usual, Ning Ziyun yelled at the door. Ning Ziyun pushed the door sideways, and when he looked up, he saw someone sleeping soundly on the bed. He was startled and his hands trembled. The bowls and spoons were tinkling when they were touched, which naturally woke up the other party.

"En... benefactor, you are back." Ning Ziyun met Ao Qi's deep eyes that had just been opened, and his whole body trembled. He only took one look at Ao Qi and then quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Ao Qi again. Eyes, muttering this sentence, but even the tip of the ear turned red.

"Sit down and eat first." Qi'ao held the clothes that Ao Qi just changed last night in his hand, soaked in the water all night, the smell of blood was almost gone, and he didn't plan to ask for the clothes, so he waited. Wrap the smell of blood in a cloth and throw it away.

Ning Ziyun lowered his head and moved towards the table, tripped over the chair leg again, the tray almost fell on the table, and Ning Ziyun was startled by a "bang".

Looking at Ning Ziyun who hastily put down his breakfast and ran away like a rabbit, Qi Ao still couldn't help but smiled at Ao Qi: "What a cute kid, you really don't like him?" Ao Qi ignored him when he got it Responses that are simply ignored are ignored.

That night after Ning Ziyun rushed into his room, his heart was still beating wildly, his face turned red and turned white, and his back was chilled again and again. He vaguely remembered the strange dream last night.

The light in the dream was very dark, and it was gray everywhere. It happened to be the coldest time of the day before the sun rose. He walked in a long, long corridor. There was only one room at the end of the corridor. The benefactor who opened the door was only Inside the room, sit at the table.Ning Ziyun seemed to be able to smell a strong smell of blood, even stronger than that day when the carriage was in the suburbs, it was so sticky that the air became thick, like a puddle of mud.

"Benefactor, you're back? Where's your son?" Ning Ziyun stood at the door and looked around. He and Aoqi were the only ones in the room, and he felt a little strange.

Hearing his words, Aoqi turned his head to look at Ning Ziyun, Ning Ziyun was so frightened that his legs went limp.He had never seen such Aoqi before, his expression on his face was like that of a deadly ghost, and he looked at him with a dark, no light in his eyes, as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell.

He even smelled a little blood.

Ning Ziyun held on to the threshold and dared not go in, and looked at this very strange "benefactor". He understood that he was dreaming now, but the indescribable strangeness in this dream seemed to have a force in the dark that dominated his actions. For example, now he can't control himself step by step towards Aoqi in his dream.

Ning Ziyun was scared now, but he could only ask about Aoqi's situation: "Senpai, what's wrong with you?" The voice became softer and softer, until finally it was like a mosquito buzzing.

The benefactor in the dream was also very strange. When he heard his question, he didn't answer directly, but asked back: "You don't want me to do this?"

Intuition told Ning Ziyun that it was best for him not to make a sound now, while trembling, the word "yes" came out of his mouth.

Then he saw a strange expression on his benefactor's face, the kind of pride and contempt that he had expected long ago, and he grabbed Ning Ziyun's arm without hesitation and dragged him to him, saying that he would do it for his benefactor. one thing.

For Ning Ziyun, the dream that followed was a mess, as if there was another person in his body besides him. Compared with the strange joy and forbearance shown on his face, it was more the panic rising from the depths of his heart. The cruel expression on the face of the benefactor kept dangling in front of his eyes.

In the dream, he was trapped in his body, crying and shouting, but he couldn't wake up. He struggled until the end. For him, he didn't know if it was a nightmare or something else. When he woke up, his face was full of tears and snot. Cold sweat, the quilt wrapped around him like a python, exacerbating his suffocation.The sun has risen, and the sun is dazzlingly bright. It is a rare good weather in so many days.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was going on with the benefactor in the dream. The self in the dream looked very comfortable, but he obviously only felt horrible.

Furthermore, the Ao Qi in the dream is so terrifying, not at all like being with Qi Ao, although he is still fierce, he will not scare people casually.

People say that they think about it every day and dream at night, but this dream is really inexplicable to him, just recalling it will make him experience the pressure of being shrouded in terror again.

Wiping the cold sweat off his brow, Ning Ziyun quietly walked to the door of the benefactor and young master's room, stuck his head out and looked into the room.

Originally, Ning Ziyun prepared the set of bowls and chopsticks for himself, and now Ao Qi is using them. The two of them just sat there, and Qi Ao raised his head occasionally to say something to Ao Qi. Sometimes just a look at Ao Qi is enough. Nodding suddenly, the two seem to be more connected than before.

Ning Ziyun looked at the two of them, covered his mouth and smiled involuntarily. He felt very happy, and his heart that was hanging in the air slowly fell to the ground.

Just seeing his benefactor suddenly, the joy in the dream that was locked in his mind suddenly let go of the gate. Ning Ziyun, who had never felt this way before, was so ashamed by the flood of memories that he dared not look at his benefactor.

Now he looks at the relationship between his benefactor and the son, and he feels a kind of incomparable happiness and peace in his heart, which is much more satisfying than what the strange things in the dream brought him, and that weird dream is like Like dew, it evaporated cleanly in the morning sun.

During lunch, Ning Ziyun told Qi Ao and the others about this matter openly, the more he talked, the more his expression became less like sharing, and in the end he shook twice, expressing his doubts.

For the first time after hearing Ning Ziyun's words, Qi Ao sprayed Ao Qi with soup regardless of his image, and then leaned forward and back together while helping Ao Qi wipe his face, until the end he could no longer care about Ao Qi, and rolled into Ao Qi's arms.

"Ao Qi, Ao Qi, it's too late even if you like him now." Qi Ao's words were broken up by him, and he pulled the clothes on Ao Qi's chest, laughing until tears came out.

Ning Ziyun was able to tell them about this kind of thing that he really didn't take it seriously, and he didn't have any evil thoughts towards Aoqi before he dared to do this.

But if you are an ordinary person, even if you are not interested in the other party in the dream, you will not tell the other party about this kind of thing. It can only be that this child was raised too innocently, and his heart is transparent. Apart from curiosity and doubt, he couldn't find any other expressions on his face. Probably no one in the sect had mentioned this kind of expression, so he didn't know that the dream was a shy thing.Qi Ao can still think like this while laughing.

Ao Qi is also surprisingly calm, facing Qi Ao's smiling face, he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he is a little worried that Qi Ao will lose his temper if he smiles like this just after eating, so he helps Qi Ao calm down with one hand, with a very calm expression on his face Solemn education Ning Ziyun: "Did you have a nocturnal emission last night?"

"Ah? What is nocturnal emission?" No one in the sect had ever mentioned this to him, and Ning Ziyun was very confused when he heard this word for the first time.

Ao Qi ignores the background sound of Qi Ao laughing and panting and saying "If he says there is, I will see how you end up", and continues to educate Ning Ziyun in a serious way: "Since there is no one, the dream last night is probably because of you The spirit has been very tense these past few days, that's why there are strange hallucinations and nightmares, pay more attention to rest." Ao Qi paused, and glanced at Qi Ao who was watching the show in his arms, "As for the nocturnal emission, it's up to you Now that I’m young, I probably don’t have any, I’ll tell you when you get there.”

Holding down Qi Ao's body that was about to straighten up, Ao Qi went on to say: "You didn't sleep well last night, go catch up on sleep now, we'll set off in the afternoon."

Just like that, Ning Ziyun, who had just had lunch, was fooled by Ao Qi into taking a nap.

Watching Ning Ziyun leave the room, Ao Qi let go of Qi Ao and let him sit up, and then finished the last two mouthfuls of food, and then Qi Ao rushed him to the bed to catch up on sleep.Ao Qi really didn't have the habit of sleeping at noon, even if he didn't sleep for a few days, he just slept for more than two hours and he returned to his previous state, so he simply pulled Qi Ao into bed to accompany him.

Qi Ao sits between Ao Qi's legs and reads a novel about ghosts and monsters. His bent knees and firm chest form a seat that is very suitable for Qi Ao. On Qi'ao's shoulder, the other hand was casually placed on his knee, not saying a word to Qi'ao