Master is different

Until Xi Heng started to ask him, "Where have you been all these years?"

Hearing this, Wen Yang had just regained consciousness from his memories, but he chose to avoid and not answer his question. The hand that had been hanging by his side, which had never moved, finally slowly lifted up, and grabbed the corner of Xi Heng's clothes. .

Following his movements, Xi Heng hugged him even tighter, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

After a long while, he heard Wen Yang ask...

"You've been looking for me for a long time?"

Too many things happened back then, it was the past that Wen Yang never wanted to recall for thousands of years.

Wan Qiu's death...

And his demonization.

These are things that Wen Yang doesn't want to mention anymore, seeing his avoidance, Xi Heng paused, buried his head on his neck and took a deep breath, then let go of him, and the hand that fell on Wen Yang's waist withdrew, Instead, it was captured on his arms.

Xi Heng lowered his head, and stared intently at Wen Yang's eyes. For a moment, the deep emotion in his eyes seemed to be overflowing. He opened his lips and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Wen Yang lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

The emotions in his heart have changed several times, it seems that he is on the verge of a riot, but he still hasn't reached the critical point, Wen Yang closed his eyes and suppressed his unstable mood.

Suddenly, Wen Yang felt like something flicked the center of his eyebrows.

Wen Yang opened his eyes, Xi Heng's fingertips were still on his forehead, Xi Heng lowered his head, his brows and eyes were soft.

Looking at each other for a moment, Wen Yang paused for a few seconds, only to feel that although the appearance of the Xi Heng in front of him was somewhat different from the one he saw back then, his every move during the time with him overlapped with the him in his past memories.

Gentle as always.

"Fortunately...you promised me," Wen Yang watched as Xi Heng slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said the follow-up words with a light smile.

"No matter where you go from now on, you will tell me."

Before Wen Yang opened his mouth, Xi Heng seemed to know him very well, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and said quickly: "Don't go back on your word."

Wen Yang was startled, this is what he said, and he did the same thing these few times.

But he didn't expect that Xi Heng would care so much...

***

His thoughts surged again. It was he who left the village to look for Wan Qiu, but he couldn't find it—and he forgot Xi Heng who was waiting for him at home.

At that time, Xi Heng's injury had not yet healed, and he knew that he could not leave rashly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous if other monsters in the village found out.

So Xi Heng stayed at home and waited for Wen Yang who was exhausted and seemed to be on the verge of falling.

Wen Yang still remembers that when he tried hard to find his mother but failed, he searched tirelessly for several days.

After several days like this, when he finally returned to the village, he was seen by other monsters and ridiculed.

Wan Qiu always warned Wen Yang in his ear, telling him to control his temper well, not to fight with others, and to stay away from other monsters in the village.

Therefore, when facing the verbal attacks from the group of monsters, Wen Yang didn't say a word.

"It's been hundreds of years, any of you have seen Wen Yang make a move... So, what is he?"

Sentence after sentence of dialogue like this.

"I don't know where the mother and son came from, tsk tsk..."

Wen Yang didn't know how he got back in the end, his head was very dizzy... his body was very tired, his eyes were so blurry, he could hardly see clearly.

Stepping through the gate of the courtyard and isolating the noisy voices, Wen Yang found that he seemed a little disobedient... He almost couldn't help but want to fight those monster races just now.

Wen Yang will never forget what his mother said, and he will still remember it in his heart. In a trance, he opened his lower lip and murmured, "I seem...to lose my temper..."

Just at this moment, a soft voice came from the front, "I'm back."

The familiar voice was not mixed with the jokes of the past, and the tone was soothing, Wen Yang subconsciously looked up.

Xi Heng was standing by the door, looking at him from a distance.

As if waiting for him...

It was the first time someone was waiting for him to go home. In the past...Wen Yang always stayed at home, waiting for Wan Qiu to come back from outside.

And it was only now that Wen Yang suddenly remembered that since he followed Xi Heng to Shangxuan Xianzong, the other party was always waiting for him.

He also always... makes him wait.

·

"What are you dazed for?"

Xi Heng looked at him amusedly, lowered his head and asked in a low voice, the raised fingertip had already moved away from his forehead, "I still remember the time when I wanted to touch you, you were obviously too tired to die, why not?" You just have the strength to hide from me."

It was the first time that Xi Heng had the idea of ​​wanting to approach someone actively. The figure of the young man who fell in his eyes was a little thin, his whole body was fragile, and his complexion was a little sickly pale. Standing in front of him like that, it made him rise for no reason. A desire to protect.

For a moment, the Xi Heng at that time also wanted to be like this moment, and hugged him into his arms without hesitation.

Want to coax him, but also want to pet him.

It was as if something he had been thinking about for a long time had finally come true. Xi Heng felt an unprecedented satisfaction as all his original ideas had come true.

Just looking at this person makes me happy.

Wen Yang was silent, and finally pursed his lips and said, "I don't like being touched by others."

Before the words fell, Xi Heng answered: "I know."

His answer was too quick, Wen Yang was shocked by Xi Heng's previous identity at first, but he didn't expect that he was the person he was looking for, and suddenly he was a little too late to react.

But before Wen Yang could say anything else, he felt the touch from his hand again, Xi Heng lowered his head and chuckled, "That was before."

Wen Yang's ears trembled, and along with the laughter came Xi Heng's next words, "Let's touch now."

Indistinctly, the phrase 'Don't let me touch' that Xi Heng once asked rang in his mind again.

Wen Yang should have noticed it from the very beginning.

Only this person would be so observant and caring about him all the time, all the tenderness could be traced.

·

After finally knowing Xi Heng's identity, Wen Yang didn't talk to him about what happened in the past, nor did he ask him why he was exiled there.

Xi Heng did not take the initiative to mention it to him.

After all, those are all in the past, Wen Yang thought.

However, it is different from him.

Xi Heng actually wanted to know, but he didn't ask, probably he could understand a thing or two from Wen Yang's attitude.

Just like he wouldn't ask Wen Yang where he went when he left the previous two times.

He will wait for Wen Yang to take the initiative to tell him, and keep waiting.

And about his past, as long as Wen Yang mentions it, Xi Heng will tell him without reservation.

Wen Yang didn't know what was going on in his mind, after calming down the complicated emotions in his heart, he looked down at Xi Heng's hand clasping his forearm, trembling, "Release."

It was like going back to the original scene.

Xi Heng also looked down, and smiled helplessly, "It's not dirty."

Even so, Xi Heng withdrew his hand as he said.

The tactile sensation on the hand disappeared, and the temperature of the other person's palm pressed against him remained, Wen Yang stepped back and turned his eyes away.

Xi Heng smiled, his eyes touched the tips of his reddish ears, and his heart felt soft.

Still the same as before.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Yang raised his eyelids and looked at him lightly.

Looking at each other, Xi Heng shook his head, as if he had returned to the afternoon when he woke up when he was rescued by Wen Yang, and he seemed to remember something, he laughed lowly, and finally asked the sentence that he had countless The words I want to say this time——

"Dislike brother?"

The deep voice came into my ears.

Xi Heng moved closer and lowered his head, "Is it really that disgusting?"