Death knocked on the gate of hell

For several days in a row, life was carried on step by step, no different from before.In terms of cohabitation, they have already lived in the same household in the same apartment building, and they have the same style and everything.In terms of stickiness, due to the nature of their work, they have never been separated before and after death, and it is difficult for real lovers in the world to be inseparable.How to get along as brothers, how to get along as lovers.

The only difference is that they used to sleep in two rooms with two beds separated by a wall, but now Xie Bi'an moved to Fan Wujiu's bedroom to share the same bed.

Fan Wujiu originally refused.He felt that this was too rude to Xie Bi'an, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself.However, before he could utter the refusal, Xie Bi'an saw that he was hesitating, so he looked at him coldly: "I don't want to sleep with me, after all, I still despise me in my heart. You don't like me, so why force yourself to be with me?" Together?"

Fan Wujiu didn't dare to speak for a moment, and then changed his words: "...I am willing, I am very willing."

Lao Bai's mind is too sensitive and delicate, he was afraid of hurting Lao Bai's heart, so he made up his mind to act this scene, and he couldn't fall short.

Only then did Xie Bi'an feel better, he lifted the quilt and slept on the other side of the bed.

After turning off the lights, Fan Wujiu was very nervous, afraid that something would happen at night.He can be moved just by looking at the photos, how could the real person lie beside him without any reaction?That would be too much a test of his willpower.

In the darkness, Fan Wujiu was lying on the bed, thinking wildly.

What if Lao Bai suddenly rushed over to hug me and asked me to fulfill my boyfriend's obligations?Do I push it away or don't I push it away?Would it be sad if you push him away and then think too much?If you don't push it away... that won't work, you can't really attack your brother!

He was in a state of confusion, at this moment, Xie Bi'an turned over and rolled into his arms as he had imagined, breathing could be heard from the distance between them.

Fan Wujiu suffered a cardiac arrest.

Ready to start?Did he ask for sex?How should I refuse to be tactful enough not to hurt Lao Bai's heart?

But Xie Bi'an didn't make any further movements, just fell asleep quietly in his arms, breathing long and long.Just like the first night.

Fan Wujiu froze and waited for a while, and finally confirmed that Xie Bi'an didn't mean that at all, he was just thinking too much.

Fan Wujiu was a little embarrassed.

He is thinking according to normal logic, not pretentious.May I ask which couple won't have sex when their love is strong?The Golden Arrow of Love in Xie Bi'an's body was at the time when he was most affectionate, so it would be unscientific not to ask for it.He even asked Venus, and Venus also said that while the person shot by the arrow is full of love, he will also have sexual needs for his lover.That's why Fan Wujiu thought about how to deal with the enemy.

Unexpectedly, Xie Bi'an's reaction was so pure, he just hugged him as a pillow to sleep.

Fan Wujiu thought about it, and felt that Lao Bai had always been sober and ascetic, and he didn't even go to the bar. Bao Buqi had no idea that such things could be done between lovers, and thought that sharing the same bed was a literal meaning, and sleeping in the same bed was considered intimacy.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

Fan Wujiu looked at the young man in his arms with complicated eyes, thinking, Lao Bai is really innocent and cute.

Xie Bi'an in love is also not clingy, he never asks for a good morning kiss and a good night kiss, and never asks Fan Wujiu to say a lot of love words to confess his love. This saves Fan Wujiu many excuses.He couldn't bear to reject Xie Bi'an, but there were some things he couldn't cross the line, if Xie Bi'an didn't mention it, he didn't have to bother to explain and evade.

But even a very pure embrace is a sweet torture to Fan Wujiu.The sweetheart hugs him defenselessly every night. Whether he pushes the other person down depends entirely on self-control. Physiological reactions are inevitable. Every night, he has to silently recite the Qingxin Mantra several times to fall asleep. Sleepless nights are also common.

I don't know when this day will end.How long does the Golden Arrow effect last?

While Fan Wujiu hoped that this torture would end soon, he also hoped that that day would never come.

When Fan Wujiu realized that the latter thought had arisen in his heart, he was startled, then laughed at himself, and murmured: "You hypocrite."

The life of Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an is very leisurely.People die every day in the world, but not every day people with great merit die. Such existences are one in a thousand, and most of the time they don't have a job.It is even easier to collect rent, just collect it once at the beginning of the month, leaving a lot of free time.

Both black and white impermanence are a bit of an otaku, probably when there was no temporary impermanence in the past, the two of them were too busy running business, and when they rested, they just wanted to stay at home and stay at home like salted fish.So Fan Wujiu wanted to play games when he was free, and Xie Bian was keen on chasing various soap operas.This feeling of killing time fascinates them. When they are young, they have worked hard for their careers, and when they are old, they just want to live a relaxed retirement life.

Of course gods don't grow old, but they are not too young.

In the past two days, the fantasy series that Xie Bi'an has been chasing recently has reached its finale. He has not found any new dramas for a while, and has fallen into a boring stage with nothing to do.

"I want to go on a trip." Xie Bi'an dropped the phone and said to Fan Wujiu, "It's a bit boring after staying in the room for a long time."

Fan Wujiu naturally responded to Xie Bian's requests: "Want to go out for a walk? Okay, where do you want to go?"

Xie Bi'an thought for a while: "Fujian Province."

Fan Wujiu was taken aback: "Are you homesick?"

"I don't miss my hometown, I miss my old friends." Xie Bi'an looked into the distance, "I haven't gone back for a long time."

"Do you have any old friends?" Fan Wujiu said, "Even if you have, you have already entered several reincarnations."

"Aren't you an old friend?" Xie Bi'an looked at him, "You are my only old friend."

They were Minyue people during their lifetime, that is the place where they were born and raised.After becoming a soul seducer, he was busy with work, except that he would pass by there when seducing the souls of Fujian natives, and almost never returned to their hometown before they were alive.And ecstasy is a business trip, coming and going in a hurry, just looking around, not observing the changes in my hometown for thousands of years.

Now I don't know what my hometown looks like.

After people become ghosts and gods, they cut off the mortal ties, and they will look down on the experiences of their lives, and it is difficult to leave traces in their hearts.When the world talks about black and white impermanence, they only remember that they belong to the underworld, but they don't know their native place in Minyue.Even Xie Bi'an himself, remembering the land of Fujian and Yue, didn't have much homesickness, but he remembered that it was the place where he and Fan Wujiu grew up together.

He broke off all ties in the world, only being connected with Fan Wujiu till now.If there is any concern, it is also the childhood with Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu was slightly stunned, and coughed lightly: "Okay. How do you want to go?"

If you ride the clouds and ride the fog, or shrink the land to an inch, you can naturally reach Fujian Province in an instant.But that doesn't taste like travel. The so-called travel, how can you miss the scenery along the way.

Xie Bi'an said: "I want to see more on the road."

Fan Wujiu understood in seconds: "I'm going to buy train tickets."

They came to a walk-and-go trip in a very chic way.

Human transportation is convenient, and it only takes a few hours to travel by train across several provinces.When Fan Wujiu booked the ticket, he deliberately chose a seat by the window so that Xie Bi'an could enjoy the scenery along the way.

Where the train passed, the scenery quickly reversed.It's just mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, with luxuriant vegetation, and they all look the same in the eyes of ordinary people.However, in the eyes of the gods, there are mountain ghosts in this mountain, water gods in the water, flowers, plants and trees are all spirits and monsters, and everything has animism.

Those earth spirits sensed the passing of Wuchangxian, so ripples appeared on the water surface, and the leaves swayed slightly, all of which were greetings to the gods.

Xie Bi'an nodded slightly as a return gift.

He has lived through the souls of generals and princes in prosperous times, and the heroic spirits of warriors protecting the country in troubled times. He has seen the beauty of mountains and rivers, and the devastation of mountains and rivers.

Mountains and rivers never change, unless the sea changes.

The world is divided into yin and yang worlds, humans and ghosts have nothing to do with each other, and gods shuttle between them.Today's people can enjoy a round of bright moon and see a piece of mountains and rivers with the ancients thousands of years ago.

Xie Bi'an looked at thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, as if he had seen a thousand years of history.

Being close to the territory of Fujian Province, perhaps because of the timidity of being close to the countryside, Xie Bi'an no longer pays attention to the scenery outside the window.He closed his eyes and took a last minute nap.

Seeing this, Fan Wujiu thoughtfully lent him a shoulder to lean on.

Xie Bi'an was not polite, and leaned down with peace of mind.

With this sleep, I dreamed back to Minyue thousands of years ago.

The children at the age of Zongjiao were reading in front of the window, another bluffing boy ran into the yard and shouted loudly: "Bi An! Already!"

The boy raised his pink and jade-carved face, his eyes moved deliberately, but he hesitated: "I haven't finished my homework yet, and the teacher will punish me tomorrow."

"You are so smart, sir is reluctant to punish you. If he wants to beat you, I will say that I pushed you to go, and beat me!" Fan Wujiu took his hand and pulled him out of the room , "Anyway, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I'm not afraid of being beaten."

The two children held hands and ran all the way to the town.Fan Wujiu had good physical strength, but Xie Bi'an was a little out of breath.A group of grown-ups had long surrounded the stage, and they were behind, squeezed but unable to squeeze in, watching but not seeing.

Fan Wujiu knelt down and said, "I'll carry you on my back, so you can see it."

Xie Bi'an shook his head: "But then you won't be able to see, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

"You can tell me, it's better than both of us making a trip for nothing." Fan Wujiu said.

Xie Bi'an thought about it, and it made sense, so he leaned on Fan Wujiu's back and was lifted up to watch the shadow puppet show.

I couldn't see clearly what the shadow puppetry was doing in the dream, and I probably didn't remember it.But Fan Wujiu recited him to watch the shadow puppet show, but he never forgot it in the corner of his memory.

When the screen turned, it was a bamboo forest.A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in white was playing the piano in the forest, and a boy in black with a high ponytail practiced his sword in front of him, and the sword energy swept away a leaf.As the leaves rustled, the sound of the zither became more urgent, and the sword strokes became more fierce. Suddenly, the strings of the zither broke, and the young man in white frowned, bleeding from his fingertips.

Fan Wujiu hastily put away his sword, ran over in a hurry, worried: "Are you alright?"

Xie Bi'an shook his head lightly, and wiped off the blood with a handkerchief: "Your sword is too fast, my qin can't keep up."

Fan Wujiu blamed himself, "It's my fault."

"What's wrong with you? It's because I'm not good at the piano." Xie Bian stood up holding the piano, "It's your martial arts that have improved."

"I'm not like you who are studying materials. I can only practice martial arts desperately and try to get a champion in martial arts." Fan Wujiu took out a medicine bottle and applied medicine to the wound on Xie Bi'an's hand - martial arts practitioners often bring their own bruises damage medicine.

While applying the medicine, Fan Wujiu said distressedly: "Practice day and night, my hands are calloused, how can your hands playing the piano be so beautiful, and they are so easy to get hurt."

Xie Bi'an knew that he was injured all over his body because of martial arts, and it was very unpleasant: "You used to not care about official career, and you also said that you hate being an official. Why did you suddenly change and insist on this path?"

"I don't mean that, but you are so amazing and beautiful, it is impossible to stay in this village for the rest of your life, you are destined to go to the court to show your grand ambitions." Fan Wujiu lowered his head, "I don't want to be separated from you."

He doesn't mean it here, but the person he likes is here.

Xie Bi'an said softly, "In the future, you and I will both marry wives and have children, it is impossible not to separate."

He said it against his will.He likes the person in front of him, and has never considered getting a wife at all, but it is impossible for Fan Wujiu to have the same thoughts as him.

Fan Wujiu frowned, looked up at him quietly: "Brother Xie, I'm not cursing myself, I'm just speaking from the bottom of my heart, I will kill my children and grandchildren in this life."

Xie Bi'an couldn't hear it at that time, it was actually a confession.

……

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai."

...someone is calling him.

Xie Bi'an woke up leisurely, his eyes still full of confusion.

Fan Wujiu looked at him gently, with a smile on his face: "We've arrived."