Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

The water flooded his head, and no sound could be heard in his ears. Song Qingshu, who closed his eyes, took a deep breath instinctively, and Wang Baobao, who had already passed out, became more and more sad, and his vermilion lips began to turn blue a little bit. Death is not far away.

The time was lengthened imperceptibly, and the sound of the heartbeat of 'Bangbang~' was hard to ignore. Song Qingshu, who couldn't think of anything with his hands intertwined, only knew to keep sucking the air from the other party with his mouth until the soles of his feet touched. When he touched the ground, his sluggish mind suddenly regained consciousness, so Song Qingshu wanted to burst into tears again.

It's over, this time it's really over, it seems that what I just inhaled is not air at all, but Wang Baobao's life-saving oxygen!Thinking about Wang Baobao's reaction when he returned to the shore, his eyes were full of tears, he really didn't do it on purpose...

Maybe it was because he felt the wave of death, or maybe he saw through it and wanted to hide but couldn't dodge. While crying, Song Qingshu slammed his feet on the ground and rushed out of the pool with Wang Baobao who was entangled with him.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..." Lying on the edge of the pool, he coughed fiercely, feeling very uncomfortable, his chest was tight and painful, and he finally recovered after coughing for a long time. It was only then that Song Qingshu realized that it seemed that Comrade Wang Baobao next to him didn't move at all? ?

Turning his head, the naked young man was lying on his back on the stone surface, his long hair was dripping with water and covered his eyebrows in a messy way, his two swollen lips seemed to be speaking silently Looking at what this young man has experienced, the incomparably miserable ones, the ones that have been ravaged and fainted, the past.

Song Qingshu's whole face was filled with embarrassment by the thoughts that had just arisen in his mind, he tossed his wet long hair, and when his mind cleared up, he hurriedly approached Wang Baobao with trepidation, he won't die, right? ?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, I couldn't help but support my body with one hand, and put my other hand towards Wang Baobao's nose, don't let anything happen, don't let anything happen, I beg God and Guanyin Bodhisattva to bless me, I can't let Wang Baobao die like this, I will feel guilty , will be imprisoned, and will have a disturbed conscience for the rest of his life...

When there was a weak breathing between the fingers, Song Qingshu's high-pitched heart finally fell, it's good that it's okay, hehe...but he was scared to death, and raised his hand supporting his body to wipe the sweat off his face, huh?Why is it a little fishy?He raised his palm in front of his eyes... "Ah... is it blood? Is he bleeding??!"

"Song Qingshu? You are Song Qingshu!"

What a pity, he raised his head in a daze, and foolishly blinked at Mo Shenggu who turned his head to this side, did he hear it?How could he hear it?Then... Is it true that I am not far from death?

"Song Qingshu, untie the rope on me." Mo Shenggu finally breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that the person who tied him was Song Qingshu, but at the same time, the anger in his heart boiled more than a percentage point invisible, Song Qingshu, You are doing well!

"Oh..." Holding his head and pretending not to hear, Song Qingshu, who was lamenting his near death, was ashamed to be an ostrich at this moment.

Woo...why do I want to yell?Shout out for Mao!If he had known that things would get to this point, he would have just told Mo Shenggu who he was, so why did he get into the trouble of being so stupid after that? .

"Song, Qing, Shu!" Grinding his teeth, can't you hear it?Pretending to be deaf, right?Let's see how long you can pretend! "Song Qingshu, you are a coward, a sissy, a hypocrite, a dwarf, a pervert who specializes in picking people's clothes, a pervert who wants to throw you down when you see the same sex, you %￥#%￥#￥%%￥%"

'Suddenly' made a cross, 'suddenly' made another cross, and after hearing the long adjective that didn't make it necessary to breathe, a dozen crosses appeared on Song Qingshu's forehead in succession, if it was an animation version, At this time, the face probably has basically lost its original appearance.

Okay, very good, Mo Shenggu, you have the guts, if you dare to say that, sir, you simply don't want to live anymore!I rushed~ "Song Qingshu, what are you doing? Let me go!" Panicked, all the aura of cursing just now disappeared, and Mo Shenggu became a poor little girl who was crushed under him and struggled helplessly.

"What am I doing? I am a sissy, a hypocrite, a dwarf, a pervert who specializes in ripping off people's clothes, and a pervert who wants to fall when I see the same sex. Am I doing something that you think is normal? So my dear Seventh Master Uncle, you should obediently let me pick it up!" I take it off, I pull it off, I pick it up, the same scene as last time is so real and it happened again in a similar place, the one pressing people is still Song Qingshu, the one who resisted That was still Mo Sheng Valley, in the silent valley, Comrade Xiao Mo's helpless roar was so pale, so unbearable to witness.

"Hehe..." The breeze was blowing, the low, deep, sexy and melodious laughter blew into Song Qingshu's ears little by little with the night wind, and the boy who was riding on Mo Shenggu's body frantically paused. Slowly, slowly, he raised his head.

Not far away, a handsome man was leaning against a tree. Under the moonlight, his handsome face became more elegant and unrestrained. His clear eyes were fixed on this place, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was melodious, far-reaching, and cold. , cold.

"Yan..." murmured, the name etched in his heart lightly spilled out of his mouth, seeing Yu Daiyan approaching step by step, Song Qingshu rubbed his lips with his fingers tremblingly, and began to bite wildly.

die, die, die...

"Qingshu..." A voice as soft as the spring breeze floated up, raised his hand to caress the long hair next to Song Qingshu's ear, lowered his head and brought his lips to his lover's ear, "Your Seventh Master Uncle's body is very attractive, right? Qingshu likes it ?”

"No...no." Let him die, let him die, let him die quickly!Looking at such a 'gentle' Yan, death is much better than living, oh... Yan, it looks scary, I'm afraid...

"Then why does Qingshu always like to pick off Junior Brother Qi's clothes? Can you explain to me?" Laughing, becoming more gentle, but not as warm as it should be. No matter who returns home full of joy, it is his lover who greets him The scene of picking up other people's clothes, all men will go crazy, right?If it wasn't Mo Shenggu who was pickpocketed by Qingshu today, he would have killed everyone present with a sword just now. Of course, there is also a young man who can't see clearly and also has no clothes on. He, wouldn't he be picked up by his little lover too light it!

"Yan..." cried to death, "If... I say this is also a misunderstanding... Do you believe it?" Holding Yu Daiyan's arm tightly with both hands, looking up, Song Qingshu sincerely looked at the third teacher who was furious uncle.

"Oh? Misunderstanding? Hehe..." He squatted down with a low smile, first glanced at Mo Shenggu, who was hit by his dizzy acupoint, and then raised his head to look softly at Song Qingshu, who was trembling all over. "Qing Shu said that he misunderstood Master Uncle, so of course he believed it, but... Qing Shu can tell me, has Mo Shenggu controlled you this time? Have you lost all your internal strength? It's you who were tied up by ropes." ?” Sentence after sentence, one after another, the cold wind was blowing towards the young man who was about to die, he asked Qingshu to give a reasonable explanation, an explanation that would prevent him from losing his mind in anger!

Song Qingshu bowed his head, speechless at all, this time is completely different from last time, it was him... who was wrong...

"Qingshu has nothing to say? Then let's put aside the matter about the seventh junior brother. Come on, Qingshu will talk to me about that naked boy over there. I am also very interested in him." Finger On the other side, the cold boy who was only breathing was lying there alone, without even a piece of clothing to cover his body.

"Ah! How could I have forgotten him?" Remembering that Wang Baobao was still injured, he jumped up quickly and probed Wang Baobao's breath with his fingers. Really strong.

(Silence, in fact, Wang Baobao’s amnesia and mental retardation are all caused by you, right? Lost the most precious time for treatment, even a minor injury can become a serious patient, not to mention that Wang Baobao’s injury is the brain, look at the sky , let us pay a moment of silence for Wang Baobao Xiaotong’s shoes...)

The air-conditioning on Yu Daiyan, who also came to check with him, became heavier. He naturally recognized who the fainted boy was, Wang Baobao, heh~ My little lover is really talented, but after meeting a few times, he can be honest. see'?Qingshu... Youyou squinted her eyes, it seems that too much indulgence is a disaster, it's time for her to change her strategy.

Not much more to say, the two of them picked up one and returned to the small farmyard. Yu Daiyan invited a doctor to diagnose Wang Baobao's pulse. After prescribing a few prescriptions, he went to see Mo Shenggu. I didn't pay attention to Song Qingshu, and didn't even look at him.

Song Qingshu panicked, Yan would never ignore him, every moment, Yan's eyes turned around him, the tolerance and pampering in his eyes made his heart warm, but now, Yan didn't even want to look at him look at him.

One was intentional, the other was lost. After finishing everything, it was almost dawn, and Mo Shenggu and Wang Baobao were put in the same room, and Yu Daiyan walked to the east room, "Qingshu, go live in the small room in the backyard. I'm tired and I'm going to bed first." Without waiting for Song Qingshu behind him to answer, Yu Daiyan closed the door casually, he was betting, in Song Qingshu's heart, how important he was.

Standing blankly in front of the door, Song Qingshu didn't move for a long time, did Yan want him?Shaking his head, no, Yan is just angry, angry that he is always impulsive and ignorant, "Yan, can you let me in... I want to sleep with you..." I don't want to live alone in an empty house, in a cold room It will remind him of bad memories. If Yan is really angry, he can beat him and scold him, but he can't ignore him. He is afraid, very scared, very scared.

"...Go to sleep." After a while, a low reply came from inside. Although there were no extra words, the meaning of rejection was quite strong.

His body froze for a moment, Yan...disagreeing...turned around with a stuffy chest, raised his footsteps for a long time but couldn't take it, he knew it was because his heart didn't want to leave here, so he turned his body abruptly, and lowered his head again. I begged, "Yan, I was wrong, don't ignore me, okay? I would be afraid to sleep alone, really, I won't lie to you, I would really be afraid... Yan, I know what happened tonight is me No, hit me, just please don't treat me like this? It's so uncomfortable, my heart is really uncomfortable..."

Covering the chest that was always aching with his hands, it turned out that this was the feeling of heartache, so did it hurt even more just now?I wanted to push the door open with my hands, but...

'Beng' opened the door slightly and then closed it hard, which was pushed by Yu Daiyan with internal force.

He... is so angry, what should I do?what to do?By the way, go to Mo Shenggu, let him tell Yan that he and he are just a misunderstanding, yes, go to Mo Shenggu.

He hurriedly ran into the West Room, snapped his fingers to undo Mo Shenggu's acupoints, regardless of whether he was staring at him, Song Qingshu shook Mo Shenggu's shoulders with both hands, stared at him, "Help me to Yan Yan Explain, please help me explain to Yan, Mo Shenggu, you can fight or kill if you want, explain to Yan first and then how to deal with me, I will follow you, okay? Okay?"

"Song Qing... Shu..." Xin was shocked by the sad and helpless young man in front of him. Although the young man did not cry, the breath of despair was worse than crying, "What's wrong with you?" unconsciously softened his voice In the face of such a person who seemed to be being abandoned by the whole world, he couldn't beat him up, and he couldn't bear to sneer at him.

"Yan, Yan ignored me, it's all my fault, he doesn't care about anything when his temper comes up, Mo Shenggu, help me, if you explain to Yan, he will definitely believe it." This person is his only bet at this time, Yan will believe him?Will it?

"Song Qingshu, wait a moment." The young man who was trying to pull him out of bed hastily grabbed hold of him, "Who is Yan you are talking about? How could he listen to my explanation? It won't be too late for us to go if you make it clear."

"No! Yan is angry, he will be even more angry when it is late, and..." Turning around, he looked at Mo Shenggu seriously, "Yan is the third uncle, my sweetheart, we are together. "

"You said you were with the third senior brother? Where's the master? Does the old man know?" Shocked, his face flickered, and Mo Shenggu felt a little confused.

"Oh, don't talk so much, you explain it to me first." After the words, Mo Shenggu didn't care whether he wanted to or not, he dragged the man in a daze and ran to the door of the east room, "Yan, open the door Okay? I brought Mo Shenggu, he..."

"I don't want to see anyone, so Qing Shu should go back, Junior Brother Qi is injured and go to rest, explain, I don't want to hear." With the disappearance of the voice, the lights also disappeared, and Yu Daiyan was quiet in the dark room. Sitting quietly on the bed, he listened carefully to the sound outside the door.

What will Qingshu do next?Keep asking?Probably not, he should see that this trick doesn't work, then he will be... very sad, right?Thinking of Qing Shu's begging just now, my heart slowly softened, but when I thought of Qing Shu's always impulsive and reckless temperament, I forced myself to grit my teeth softly, and if I want to teach a lesson, I have to teach it harder, let Qing Shu remember I won't do it again next time, so I can't be soft-hearted!

With a deep sigh, Qing Shu, this is also for your own good, do you know?Fortunately, this time you offended the Seventh Junior Brother who once offended you, if it were someone else, what would happen.

I don't know Yu Daiyan's painstaking efforts at all. At this time, only the door in front of him is left in Song Qingshu's desperate space, "Yan..." whispered inaudibly, Yan really...hates him...

Let go of the hand holding Mo Shenggu's skirt, and walked to the backyard alone in a daze. Sitting alone on the bench in the yard, Song Qing stared blankly at the whitening sky and lost his mind.

I remember when I first came to Yitian, because I didn’t regard the people here as real people at all, so if I didn’t be greedy or give, I wouldn’t feel lonely and afraid. Anyway, I’m just a person, so there’s nothing to be afraid of ?

So I can sleep alone, because I am used to being lonely. I have become accustomed to this kind of coldness long after my father died, so I hate Zhang Wuji's company, because he is afraid that this kind of intrusion will make his cold heart rise. Greed that shouldn't be there, fearing that one day I will taste the taste of despair again.

But Yan... He shocked himself with sincerity, the kind of wholehearted care, wanting to have it, and always owning it, so he told himself that Yan is different, Yan will not leave suddenly one day, he will tolerate Everything about him, with the getting along these days, the liking and dependence are deepening, and the current rock in his heart is only a little lower than the passed away parents, only a little bit.

"Yan... Yan..." Burying his head between his knees, Qing Shu murmured hoarsely, Qing Shu was wrong, really wrong, please don't be like this?The feeling of being abandoned is very uncomfortable. On that day, the stepmother who once smiled gently looked at people in the same way, and then took away all the warmth once, and never opened her arms again.

Covering your heart with your hands, sure enough, accepting others is painful, shouldn't you be greedy for warmth?Accepting it carefully again and again, approaching with all my strength one time at a time, and ending up in failure and despair every time, the pain is beyond words.

But I can't bear it, I can't bear the tempting warmth, I can't help it, I can't help but want to be cared for, what should I do?what to do……

The wind blew by, and Mo Shenggu, who was standing silently at the door of the backyard, sighed silently. Not far away, the young man's low weeping voice was just like his own self in the woods, longing for Yin Liting to turn his head, even if it was just for a glance, even if only for a moment. One glance, but after all...an extravagant hope, love words have hurt people since ancient times, who in the world can escape...