my lover is not human

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight stubbornly shone into the bedroom through the pale green curtains. Lin Shu woke up first, breathing evenly in front of him, as if he had slept soundly. He wanted to move the hand on his waist away, but was grabbed by the wrist instead.

Xiao Min let out a low laugh: "Are you awake?"

Lin Shu nodded, "Well, what time is it?"

"It's still early."

Lin Shu responded, nestled in his arms and did not move.

When I woke up, it seemed that something had changed.

To say that yesterday's intimacy was driven by the memory of the previous life, and the present relationship is like lovers reunited after a long absence, the separated fragments overlapped overnight.

Xiao Min's good morning kiss landed on his forehead, Lin Shu raised his head and greeted him with his mouth, everything was so natural.

After hugging him for a while, Xiao Min turned over and got off the bed, leaned in and kissed his bright red lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Whatever, anything." He is not picky about food.

Xiao Min smiled, pulled him up, watched him skillfully walk into the bathroom to wash up, then turned around and went into the kitchen.

There are limited ingredients in the refrigerator, so I can only cook some simple dishes, but the breakfast for two people is also rich enough.

Lin Shu hadn't eaten at the dinner table for a long time.

With a full mouthful, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head and said, "Did you throw away all the cat food I poured out earlier? You are such a waste."

When the black history was mentioned, Xiao Ming gave him a hand that picked up the food, and said solemnly: "You can't talk about food."

"It's not popular now." Lin Shu swallowed what was in his mouth, "People are too busy with work these days, and the only time they can talk to their families is at the dinner table."

For example, Lin Rou basically didn't talk to him except when eating.

"I will always stay with you."

When he suddenly became serious, Lin Shu laughed out loud, "Then I still have to support you."

Xiao Min said: "I will take care of you."

So in fact he is not at a loss.

Lin Shu continued to cook, "But I don't have the money to pay you."

Xiao Min didn't answer, and reached out to wipe off the rice grains on the corner of his mouth: "I'll go to the broken incense stick later."

The smile on his face faded slightly. Speaking of Poxiangjian, Lin Shu suddenly realized that he was now an employee of Poxiangjian, but he had been absent from work for several days.

He now knows that it is not an ordinary place. They were trapped in a barrier that day. After he woke up from a coma, they had already escaped. At that time, the broken incense stick disappeared. Later, he recovered his memory and Xiao Min came back. .

He could guess that all of this had something to do with Po Xiangjian, but he never asked.

The wind and the clouds ate the food on the table, Xiao Ming took over the job of washing the dishes, Lin Shu had nothing to do, and stood in a daze at the door of the kitchen.

When going out, after changing his shoes, he habitually went to get the guide stick by the door, but what he met was a slightly cold hand, Xiao Min opened the door, "No need for this, I'll hold you. "

So Lin Shu touched a roll of rope on the shoe rack with his free hand: "Use this?"

Xiao Min's face darkened, he hugged him and quickly went out the door.

The door slammed, and Aunt Li, who was drying clothes on the balcony downstairs, was startled. She subconsciously looked upstairs, but she didn't find the figure downstairs who quickly disappeared at the gate of the community.

Turning into that dark alley again, Lin Shu was quite sure that he had not gone to the wrong place before, but he couldn't find the inn.

Xiao Min was the same, looking at a stone wall in front of him, his face sank like water.

Lin Shu asked blankly, "Is it true that I can't find it?"

Xiao Ming said calmly: "I can find it, I need a pass."

"do you have?"

"Yes, 300 years ago."

"..."

"I forgot to bring it."

"..." So I still couldn't find it.

The two stood in the alley staring at the stone wall, like a Siamese doll.

Ten minutes later, Lin Shu said, "Why don't we... let's go back?"

Sighing helplessly, Xiao Min pulled the man around and turned around. Just as he took a step, there was a gust of cool wind in his face, carrying the scent of two kinds of flowers. Lin Shu was feeling strange when he heard the people around him say, "Maybe, we can go in."

In an instant, the fragrance of flowers became very clear, an elegant fragrance of daffodils, which Lin Shu was not familiar with.

Xiao Min looked up at the sky, and a white shadow passed over their heads. With a wave of his hand, the stone wall behind him shook, revealing an ancient door.

The door opened, and Shirokage got in.

What followed was a more intense scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which Lin Shu was very familiar with, but sweet-scented osmanthus didn't seem to be the flower that should be in this season.

"Let's go in." Xiao Min wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand and entered the inn.

The moment the gate was closed, a yellow figure appeared outside the broken incense stick, looked at the inn that was disappearing bit by bit again, stomped its feet hard, gritted its teeth and left.

Today's broken incense sticks are the same as before, except that there is a faint floral fragrance.

Yun Zhe was mixing drinks, he unintentionally glanced at the door, and immediately stared: "How did you get in?"

"Following in." He pointed to an extra daffodil on the marble platform.

With a calm face, Yun Zhe glanced at the people following him, his defensive expression gradually softened, "Come to work?"

Lin Shu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

He didn't mention anything about the past two days, obviously to distract himself.

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

Rejecting Xiao Ming to send him there, Lin Shu walked slowly towards the performance stage.

Seeing the person walk away, Yun Zhe regained his vigilance: "Let's say it first, I can't recover his eyes."

Xiao Min frowned: "You made him make the deal."

Yun Zhe said: "But I am not the one who traded with him."

"..."

"You and I are cultivating together in the mountains, going through tribulations back and forth. 300 years ago, I just ascended to the heavens. How do you think with my cultivation base, you can re-condense your soul that has almost disappeared into nothingness?"

"But you have become a fairy."

"If you didn't go back to find him 300 years ago, you would have been a fairy."

The two of them are actually not much different, what Xiao Min can't do, Yun Zhe can't do either.

Xiao Ming's expression was dimmed, and the music sounded on the stage, he raised his eyes to look over, whether it was intentional or not, the man's lifeless eyes happened to be looking at them as well.

Yun Zhe said again: "He gave you the rest of his life and the blindness of future generations in exchange for your rebirth, and voluntarily handed over the power of luck. In the past 300 years of reincarnation, the four lives have been blind since birth, and the three lives were poor and detested by others. Only in this life, I barely protected his eyes for 18 years to let him live happily. If I had told you earlier, you would rather be wiped out than agree to let him make this deal, so I have been hiding it from you for 300 years. .”

"..."

"I sealed his memory in your body, and the memory will return to his body when you are reborn, so that you will have less trouble when you meet again. Don't even think about using the soul to get back his eyes, his Memory will follow him forever, and reincarnation will never forget, if you do this, even if he can see it, he will suffer forever."

He was talking casually without stopping, and quickly mixed a glass of wine, and a red bird flew over and brought it to the flower-and-wood table under the performance stage.

There are quite a few guests in today's broken incense sticks.

Xiao Min frowned and looked at him: "You sealed his memory?"

"Otherwise, how do you think he remembered you? Because you are good-looking?"

Yun Zhe sneered, took the wine and poured him another glass.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Min asked, "Where's the boss?"

"The end of the corridor, as long as you can reach it."

That corridor has no end.

"When is he coming out?"

"It's not fixed, maybe tomorrow, maybe it won't come out in a month, I've been waiting for 300 years, and it's not too short of time."

Xiao Min stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the performance stage.

"You don't drink anymore? I specially made it for you!" Looking at the still glass of wine, Yun Zhe curled his lips and shook his head in disappointment.

After the front desk was quiet, the daffodil on the marble platform shook for a while and turned into a boy.

Yun Zhe glanced at him, his eyes lit up, and pushed the glass of wine in front of the young man: "Why did you sneak in from the human world today?"

The young man took the wine with an angry expression on his face: "The passage to the God Realm has been blocked, and the osmanthus god is too stingy, so I broke off a few osmanthus twigs from her, and she chased me all the way, exhausting me !"

Picking up the glass of wine and drank it down, the young man took a sip seriously, his face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he didn't even suppress his anger after drinking several glasses of water.

Yun Zhe stood aside with a smile, admiring his masterpiece.

On the performance stage, feeling that there was an extra person beside him, Lin Shu tilted his head and smiled, "Sir, too?"

The most familiar title ever, Xiao Min was stunned, took the flute he handed over, and played it against his lips.

The sound of the flute is crisp and melodious, and the sound of the music is mellow and brisk, echoing continuously in the broken incense paper. The people who play the flute and the people who listen to the music have their own thoughts.

On the way back, the two clasped their hands tightly and leaned against each other, but neither of them spoke.

After walking for a while and exiting a dark alley, Lin Shu said, "Actually, it's quite good as it is now."

"Did you hear that?"

Lin Shu shook his head, "You told me."

If the result is good, he won't be so distressed.

Xiao Min smiled helplessly: "There will be a way."

"Ah."

There were people coming and going on the street, the two holding hands together was very eye-catching, many people looked sideways and discussed, this sound continued all the way to the entrance of the community, approached the entrance of the corridor, before stepping in, the window on the fifth floor roared in the direction.

"Lin Shu!"

The loud voice resounded throughout the neighborhood, Lin Shu was stunned downstairs, listening to the hurried footsteps getting closer and closer to him from upstairs, before he got there, he started shouting: "Where have you been?"

Although he was very angry, he was crying.

Lin Shu opened his mouth, but couldn't open it for a moment.

Xiao Min responded, "I took him out for a walk, what's the matter?"

Lin Mo glared at him dissatisfied, and wiped the water from his eyes, "People from the Wu family came to the school to ask me about you, how did you recruit them?"

……

The author has something to say:

The little flower god came out to play a show~

small theater:

After Lin Shu's eyes recovered

Shu Shu: Husband, I want to raise a cub.

Xiao Miao: Raise.

then……

Cub: Mom, where's my bento?

Cub: Mom, where is my tent?

Cub: Mom, where is my photo?

no respond.

Cub: Dad, where is my mother?

Xiao Miao: On the bed.

Cub: ...