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Wei Nanjun frowned.

"That's not me." Fang Yisheng raised his eyes and looked directly at Wei Nanjun. "You never knew me either, everything you saw was only what you wanted to see, and that was never me."

"You told me that what I saw was not you in front of me, so what did I see? A phantom?"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Fang Yisheng raised his voice unconsciously.

He was like a small animal with sharp thorns and claws, showing his resistance with a tough posture.

Wei Nanjun’s grandmother once raised a cat. She was very timid and unfriendly. It didn’t have strong hostility towards humans, but it was afraid of people. Insisting on approaching, it finally retreated and fled after puffing up.

He felt that Fang Yisheng looked very much like that timid cat at this time. The cat's lifespan was very short, and he wondered if he was scared to death by his frightened personality.

Wei Nanjun slid down his hand, from Fang Yisheng's wrist to the palm, wrapped his hand, trying to interlock his fingers.

Fang Yisheng tried hard to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly.

"I have a crush on you." Wei Nanjun said frankly.

"You keep these things for those who are useful." Fang Yisheng pushed back forcefully.

"It doesn't work for you?" Wei Nanjun's voice remained steady, unshaken by Fang Yisheng's rejection and anger. "Then what did you climb on me yesterday? You didn't refuse when I kissed you to take off your clothes."

He squinted at the blue-faced young man, and smiled slightly. "Didn't you want to do it then?"

The blood in Fang Yisheng's whole body seemed to be frozen after these words. There was a rumble in his ears, and his emotions broke out again after he finally recovered. , he was in a trance.

If it wasn't for his rationality to order his body to function with difficulty, he could barely move.

Wei Nanjun walked forward along the road under his feet, and finally he saw the blurred outline of the old house, and remembered that Lin Guang was still inside.

Regardless of whether Lin Guang tricked him or not, it's not appropriate to leave him there alone at this time.

"Lin Guang is inside." He said to Fang Yisheng.

Fang Yisheng's eyes rolled, like a doll without a soul.

"We have to take him down," Wei Nanjun said again.

Fang Yisheng did not respond.

Wei Nanjun stopped and looked at him in confusion. "Isn't it right?"

Only then did Fang Yi's voice come back to his senses, his voice was broken. "No."

Seeing his appearance, Wei Nanjun frowned even tighter. He wondered if Fang Yisheng had heard the words in his ears.He looked up into the old house, and Lin Guang's voice was faintly visible, making him pretend that he didn't see the descent, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he felt very embarrassed when he had to muster up the courage to go in.

Even if Fang Yisheng is here, he is too embarrassed to force someone to help.

It feels very generous to others.

"N-Brother Nan...Brother Nan..."

Lin Guang's crying came faintly from inside, and Wei Nanjun felt that he couldn't walk down the mountain.

"Go in, don't you want to save him?" Fang Yisheng said suddenly.

His words made a decision for Wei Nanjun's dilemma.Perhaps it was the holding hands that gave Wei Nanjun some courage, or maybe Fang Yisheng's presence gave him the confidence to step into the old house.

What you see outside is completely different when you enter the house.

Looking outside the house, there was nothing inside, but when he entered the house, he saw a cloud of mist entangled again. Lin Guang was sitting in the house, his expression became dull again.

It was as if Wei Nanjun had never left.

It is impossible for Lin Guang like this to ask for help...

Half of Wei Nanjun's body was numb, and he knew he had been fooled again.

These things take advantage of the softness of the human heart and repeat the same tricks again and again, but people will always be deceived.

"You really want to save him?" Fang Yisheng asked.

"If it's possible..." Wei Nanjun said with difficulty, he had to keep doing mental training to restrain the urge to turn around and run away.

What the hell is this? It's good to be filming and involve yourself in these yin and yang ghosts and gods. Wei Nanjun still doesn't understand why he has to encounter these things?

Who did he provoke?

Fang Yisheng broke free from Wei Nanjun's restraint, and walked slowly towards Lin Guang. His steps were also very light, almost without wind.He walked behind Lin Guang, stretched out his hand, pulled him up and pushed him away, and stepped in under Wei Nanjun's shocked eyes.

The tumultuous fog calmed down as he "seated".

Wei Nanjun just came over. These things don't care who is sitting there. It's good that they chose Lin Guang, but it doesn't have to be Lin Guang. Anyone can. They just want to keep someone...

This thought flashed through his mind, and he closed his eyes hard to calm himself down.

Lin Guang was pushed away, and his sluggish expression slowly returned to normal. He came back to his senses, screamed after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, and fled desperately. The dangerous sound of Fang Yi.

His reaction was beyond Wei Nanjun's expectation. He watched the boy he kindly wanted to save flee from the door, and felt that his kindness was like feeding a dog.

Anger made him tremble slightly.

Then he noticed that Fang Yisheng's face turned pale unnaturally.

All his fear and anger disappeared, and no matter where this step was, he rushed to Fang Yisheng's side. "Yi, Xiao Fang! Xiao Fang!"

Thinking of the feeling of being dominated after being called by his full name, Wei Nanjun immediately swallowed back the shout.

Fang Yisheng did not respond.

In his eyes, everything in front of him is clear and mocking, the gentle and loving mother, the taciturn but caring father, and the warm-hearted brothers, all these look different in Fang Yisheng's eyes.

The boiling magma in his heart overflowed along the traces of a thousand cuts, and the old lady's appearance was replaced by another one. Young and beautiful, she is always a proud woman. She likes to be praised by others, and also likes to show off to others child.

The appearance of the old gentleman was replaced by a man who always curses and has nothing in his eyes except perfect marks.

The older brothers all had the same face, with a bit of impatience and arrogance, and even his younger brother's face was too lazy to say a few words.

Fang Yisheng could feel that his breathing was getting shallower, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger.

The bottom of his heart was a gushing chaos, hot and stinking, sour and festering. At this moment, many evil spirits were rampant in the heart that had been barren, hissing and roaring, but his face was gentle, even with a bit of joy.

The woman brought him some food. "Yisheng, have you recovered from your illness? You can't go home if you are not recovered."

"Sickness, hmph, can that kind of illness be cured?" The man snorted coldly, looking at Fang Yisheng with disgust in his eyes.

"What are you doing back here? If you are capable of fooling around with men outside, don't go home and lose face." Brother said.

Fang Yisheng looked at them tenderly. "Do you know why I came back?"

"Disgrace to the family."

"nausea."

"I don't have a son like you."

"Homosexuality is a disease! It is a disease!"

I want to kill you.

I came back just to tear you apart.

Losing the shackles of his body, the fierce man born at the age of 15 smiled happily. He didn't care about the cycle of life and death. He just wanted to pluck out the hatred in his heart and smear it bloody on these people, so that they could feel that feeling. Fiery resentment that almost burns people alive.

That man had too many things to do, he insisted on pushing him back into his body, and brought him, a vicious ghost, back to life.

Fang Yisheng put his hand on his mother and spoke silently. "Mom, you go down and wait for me first, and I will go when I finish carving on your tombstone. I will still be your child in the next life."

Wei Nanjun was horrified to find that Fang Yisheng's body was completely motionless. He measured his breathing, and no breath came in or out. He listened attentively, but Fang Yisheng had no heartbeat... This fact made his hands and feet cold. Surrounded by fog.

As soon as he left the two clouds of fog, Fang Yisheng's body seemed to lose support and fell limp. Wei Nanjun put him down at a loss. Looking at his pale and blue face, he tremblingly lifted the young man's graceful jaw.

He bent down and let him breathe.

Before the CPR was returned to the instructor, Wei Nanjun performed CPR for Fang Yisheng according to his memory.His mind was completely blank, only the idea that he must be taken back, this idea was so strong that he was not even afraid of ghosts.

The coldness and numbness on his back couldn't stop him from moving. He rolled up his sleeves and wiped off his sweat, blowing into Fang Yisheng's mouth again and again, and pressing his chest again and again, hoping that he would be able to open his eyes in the next second.

When Fang Yi said that his claws were about to tear the body of "Mother" apart, he suddenly tightened his hand, and he looked regretfully at the fierce ghosts with fierce faces.

That damn vigor...

Wei Nanjun was panting like a bellows, and the sweat on his face made dark stains one after another on the ground. When he bent down to perform the next round of mouth-to-mouth first aid, the young man who had lost the signs of life suddenly opened his eyes. Eye.

That was not the look Wei Nanjun had seen before, with a blatant malice in it.

He looked at him half-smile.

He almost wondered if some evil spirit took the opportunity to get on Fang Yisheng's body.

The young man cupped his face and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Wei Nanjun froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was Fang Yisheng from last night, the man who was bold and fiery, who dared to kiss him and sit on him for sex, and this person was not the usual Fang Yisheng.

His confused head obviously couldn't handle this situation. Fortunately, Fang Yi's voice was not normal. After a few blinks, he finally came back to his senses and pushed Wei Nanjun away.

Fang Yi wiped his face, opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

"Yi, Yisheng, don't scare me like this..." Wei Nanjun wiped off the sweat on his face and sat down on the ground.

Fang Yi was silent.

His reaction made Wei Nanjun think that he was in trouble again, so he quickly got up and touched his heart. "Are you all right? Are you really all right?"

Fang Yi shook his hand away. "Don't touch me."

Wei Nanjun couldn't listen to anything at this time, he stubbornly pulled Fang Yisheng's hand away, trying to feel his heartbeat. "Are you really all right?"

Fang Yisheng didn't want to argue with Wei Nanjun about this in a room full of ghosts. "Alive."

"What the hell is going on here! You, you!" Even though Wei Nanjun was eloquent, he could only stutter in this situation.

"Don't you want Lin Guang to come back? One by one, it's in line with the rules."

Wei Nanjun felt a puff of breath go straight to his forehead, and his cultivation and image over the years instantly turned into smoke and evaporated from his forehead. "What nonsense are you talking about!" He yelled so loudly that Fang Yi was startled. "You, you! I..." He took a few breaths, cleared the air in his chest, got up angrily and pulled him up. "I just confessed to you, do you think I might send you to die for some nonsense guy in the next second! In exchange for what? Tell me what in exchange!"

This is so angry that the idioms are messed up.

Fang Yi opened his mouth to refute, but Wei Nanjun yelled at me to shut up in fury.

Pulling on Fang Yisheng, and no longer caring about the broken house and that bitch Lin Guang, Wei Nanjun dragged him out.

There was still a white mist outside, and the visibility was so low that we could only see clearly when facing each other. Wei Nanjun insisted on pulling people close to him, maintaining a distance where he could see each other's expressions smoothly.

"For me, that was your request, and I just agreed to you." Being dragged all the way forward, Fang Yisheng finally found his voice and defended himself.

"I don't accept it, you didn't do it like this. What about you, what about your own life? Did I not give you first aid and you would die there? Luckily you didn't die, you know what happens to brain hypoxia, right? "Wei Nanjun still couldn't hide his tyrannical temper. He had to take deep breaths repeatedly to talk to Fang Yisheng rationally.

Fang Yisheng was silent for a moment. "I just……"

"I just wanted to get Lin Guang out of kindness. To me, you are much more important than him." Wei Nanjun scratched his head vigorously, thinking whether it was because of his lack of expressive ability, or because of Fang Yisheng's brain. There seems to be a serious generation gap between the two of them.

This is by no means caused by the age gap.

Fang Yi's voice was hoarse and he couldn't say anything.

"Listen carefully. I seem to be able to get along well with anyone. In my heart, I divide people into three categories and nine categories. Those who are linked to interests, those who share the same goals, and those who nod to each other. The categories are clear, and one of them is The place is for the person I like, and I hardly filled in that blank with anyone's name, not even a vague shadow."

Fang Yisheng wanted to stop him from continuing, but he stared blankly at Wei Nanjun uncontrollably, all the resistance churning in his mind died down in the man's deep voice.

Wei Nanjun looked down at Fang Yisheng's eyes, not allowing him to back away, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his soul. "For the first time, I have the idea that maybe this person can let me try it out. This person's appearance is very clear, but I don't know where else he can be placed besides the person I like. Maybe he and I can also share the same interests. , maybe his temper conflicts with mine, maybe our living habits are different, I'm waiting to classify and store them properly."

"So don't use those bullshit reasons to prevaricate me. You can reject me, but don't spoil me like you just did."

Fang Yisheng curled up his fingers.

He wanted to say he didn't.

Wei Nanjun took a deep breath, let out another long breath, and patted the shoulder of the young man whose attitude had softened and was no longer sharp. "I'm going to have a heart attack, honey, I'm many years older than you, don't let me shorten my life?"

Fang Yisheng's lips moved, and finally said softly: "Sorry."

Wei Nanjun felt the concession and human-like emotions in his tone, and his heart that had been tortured by Ling Chi finally settled down.

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Grandpa: Wife, look, how are those two men's lips touching! (surprise

Bai Zhiyuan: I'm about to go blind! (anger

Grandma: ... (The door to the new world opens