The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

The King of Wheels strengthened Qi Mingfeng's soul again, and when he turned around and saw the two people arguing, his heart trembled, he raised his hand and slapped his own mouth lightly, and whispered: "It's all up to you, I don't know how to eat more If you want to talk more, you will get into trouble again, won’t you?”

He decided to take some responsibility for his words and deeds, so with a flick of his long sleeves, he went over and clasped Xie Wenyuan's shoulders, persuading him, "Lord Xie Ling, don't be overthinking, the world is impermanent, there are many changes, the past is over, but look at the present. Come, come, follow me to the underworld to calm down for a while."

Xie Wenyuan's eyes were red, and he was about to shake the wheel-running king's hand away, but Lin Xuekuang couldn't see him staring at him like this, but felt that his heart was blocked and panicked, so he also pushed Xie Wenyuan along the way, Said: "You go first, come back and talk about something."

They dragged and dragged each other, and together they took Xie Wenyuan to the underworld.

Soon, Lin Xuekuang was left alone in the bustling place just now, and the breeze blew the perennial green pine forest in the cemetery, making a rustling sound.

Lin Xuekuang stood quietly for a while, and couldn't help muttering: "What's all this?"

He bent down to pick up the broken pieces of cloth on the ground, threw them into the trash can next to him, and then walked towards the outside of the cemetery.The whole space is very quiet, with sparse branches and leaves, reflected by the thin sun in the early winter, leaving light golden sunlight and cool shadows, like walking dead.

In the swaying light and shadow, the mottled fleeting years once again surged up in the heart, the past life and the present life overlapped, now the red-eyed Xie Wenyuan, who is choking, will become more and more paranoid Xie Wenyuan in the future.

Lin Xuekuang thought, since you know everything, why did you do that in the first place?

Or, is there any unknown hidden secret?

He was thinking about something on his mind, and before he knew it, he had already reached the gate of the cemetery. Huang Jingshan was standing there talking to her father, both father and daughter were in tears.

Seeing Lin Xuekuang, Huang Jingshan was taken aback, and asked, "Why are you... ah, where is Lord Wheel-Turning King?"

Lin Xuekuang said: "He has already gone back first."

"You go too." Huang's father heard it and immediately urged his daughter, "Don't delay the time to go back, let people have a bad impression of you, what will you do if you don't arrange a good pregnancy for you in the next life? Go, go, I don't need you Tell me, I am alive and well!"

This tone reminded Huang Jingshan that every time she had to go to school or go out to do something, her father would teach her this way.

She would also push back very unconvinced, saying, "You know how to control me, why do you favor me as a human being? Everyone likes me, okay?"

Thinking of this, Huang Jingshan laughed, and couldn't help but want to cry after laughing, she nodded and said, "Well, Dad, I'm really leaving this time. Don't worry, I will be fine in my next life. Maybe in the future you May I meet my reincarnation again."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave, but Huang's father suddenly called out "Shanshan". Huang Jingshan turned her head and saw her father showing a very stiff smile to herself, and said, "I didn't finish what I said last time. Girl, I'm sorry, but Dad always thinks you are excellent, and he always praises you with his friends every day when he goes out. I shouldn't... I always find fault with you when I see you. "

Huang Jingshan was stunned.

Huang's father stretched out his hand and touched her head, his palm passed through Huang Jingshan's head, Huang Jingshan suddenly grabbed her father's hand back and cried loudly.

In fact, her palms were empty, and the tears could not flow out of her eyes, it was purely to vent her emotions.

At this moment, Huang Jingshan suddenly heard Lin Xuekuang calling her.

She turned her head and saw Lin Xuekuang standing in the wind, still looking cold and distant, and said, "I will lend you my body for a while, come here."

For a moment, Huang Jingshan thought she had heard it wrong, but saw the other party nodded at her.

Huang Jingshan came to her senses, bowed gratefully to Lin Xuekuang, stepped forward and bumped into him, and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Lin Xuekuang rushed in front of Father Huang, stretched out his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Huang's father froze for a moment, then realized that it was his daughter who was holding him, so he quickly hugged Lin Xuekuang and stroked the top of his head tremblingly.

Huang Jingshan's hot tears finally rolled down.

They hugged for a while, until a gust of wind blew around, and Huang Jingshan left.

Lin Xuekuang took a step back, resumed his usual demeanor, and said, "She's gone."

Feeling lost, Huang's father stood for a while, came back to his senses, and said gratefully: "Master Lin, you have helped our family several times, thank you."

He loudly asked the secretary to bring a tissue, and Lin Xuekuang took the tissue, and wiped away the tears from Huang Jingshan's face: "It's just a little effort, Mr. Huang, you're welcome. Your condolences."

He looks so delicate and handsome, his eyes are red with tears in his eyes, it is easy to remind people of the words "pear blossoms with rain, I feel pity for you", but his expression and temperament are so calm and indifferent, Therefore, the appearance of wiping tears brings a strange sense of disobedience.

The secretary didn't know what happened, she was confused, and secretly glanced at Lin Xuekuang several times.

Father Huang sighed, and said, "This is already the best result. Everything is over, so what can we do if we don't mourn?"

He said so, and didn't really want to leave here for a while, so he said to the secretary: "Go and buy me a case of wine, I want to drink some."

After all, the boss's daughter had just passed away, and the secretary dared not persuade her, so she agreed and left in a hurry.

Father Huang turned his head and saw that Lin Xuekuang hadn't left yet, and he seemed to be a bit confused about what he was going to do, so he tried to invite, "Why don't Master Lin join us for a drink?"

Lin Xuekuang hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and sat down on the stone steps beside Huang's father.

Neither of the two men had a cheerful and warm personality, and at first they didn't say much to each other. After drinking for a while, Huang's father started to talk about Huang Jingshan's childhood, and Lin Xuekuang Also listened silently.

Father Huang asked him, "How is the relationship between Master Lin and your parents?"

Lin Xuekuang raised his head and drank a few sips of wine, smiled, and said, "It's pretty good."

Huang's father smiled and said, "You are sensible just by looking at it. You must not be very rebellious in adolescence."

Lin Xuekuang said: "No. They all passed away before I reached that rebellious time."

This sentence made Huang's father turn his head and look at him. The breeze blew Lin Xuekuang's hair and lifted the bangs on his forehead. No matter how powerful and calm he is, he is just a child as old as his daughter That's all.

"There is no way to die. People who are alive must live well, live vigorously, and find some hope in their hearts. We are old, but you are still young."

Huang's father patted him on the shoulder and said, "Look at you young man, you are very enthusiastic. Why do you always walk alone? Play with your friends more. Your parents must also hope that you will live a happy life every day." Happy."

Lin Xuekuang smiled and said, "It's because I don't fit in."

With the strength of wine, Huang's father also laughed: "You children, Shanshan used to be like this. She always felt that she was different from others. No one understood her. It's just that you all said 'enemy against the whole world'. Too young, so many people miss her, why is she going to be cynical."

He sighed a little as he said: "It's my fault too. What I regret the most is that I didn't tell my daughter this before. I don't care who is worried about whom. I think in my heart that no one will know, so I have to say it. If I say it, there will be nothing. Misunderstood."

Lin Xuekuang was a little distracted, and after a while he said, "Is that so?"

"What? What did I just say?"

Huang's father rubbed his head in a daze, and found that he couldn't remember: "Drink and drink. Son, you have helped Uncle a lot this time. Uncle must thank you very much. If you have anything to do in the future, you can find me..."

When Xie Wenyuan came up from the underworld full of yin, he found that Lin Xuekuang was nowhere to be found. He made several phone calls but no one answered, so he ran to the gate of the cemetery and saw the old and the young sitting there. up.

Xie Wenyuan was originally full of boredom, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help being angry and funny, ran over, leaned over and patted Lin Xuekuang's head.

Lin Xuekuang didn't even lift his eyelids, he tilted his head, shook off Xie Wenyuan's hand, and said, "Go aside, I'll bother you."

Xie Wenyuan said softly: "Do you know who I am? You just annoy me."

Lin Xuekuang said impatiently: "Xie Wenyuan, you don't need to look, even if you turn into ashes, you will know you."

It was obviously a very common sentence, but for some reason, Xie Wenyuan's nose was sore after hearing it.

Boss Huang was taken away by his subordinates. Lin Xuekuang was still sitting on the stone steps in a daze. Xie Wenyuan pulled him, but he didn't move.

Xie Wenyuan took off his clothes silently and folded them, bent over Lin Xuekuang's back, picked him up a little with one hand, put the clothes on the ground, and then put him back on the stone steps and sat down.

He half knelt down in front of Lin Xuekuang, looked up at him, and said with tenderness in his heart, "Xiaoxue, don't be angry with me, okay? I can change whatever you think is wrong with me before. In the days to come, we will live well every day.”

He paused, closed his eyes, tried his best to restrain himself, and said in a calm tone: "Can you tell me what happened to you, and let me help you...Look at you, I don't know anything, what?" I can't do it, I really feel like I'm going crazy. No matter what happens, can't we bear it together?"

Lin Xuekuang remained silent, and the slight expectation in Xie Wenyuan's heart gradually subsided. He could even imagine the cold and mocking expression on Lin Xuekuang's face at this moment.

At this time, a hand covered Xie Wenyuan's face.

Xie Wenyuan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that it was Lin Xuekuang reaching out to caress his face.

He couldn't help holding his breath at that moment, and he didn't dare to move, feeling Lin Xuekuang's fingers gently rubbing away a tear on his cheek.

"go……"

Lin Xuekuang spat out a syllable, and Xie Wenyuan looked at him without daring to blink.

Lin Xuekuang said: "Exorcise evil spirits and spit out filth, Lingbao obeys orders, take off your painting skin, hurry like a law!"

He hit Xie Wenyuan so hard that his brain collapsed, and then he fell headfirst into his arms.

Xie Wenyuan: "..."

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, looked up at the sky for a while, then picked up half of the bottle of white wine left by Lin Xuekuang next to him, and poured it down in one gulp.

After wiping his mouth after drinking, Xie Wenyuan carried Lin Xuekuang home.

It was the villa he bought by himself when he became an adult. It was located at the foot of a mountain, and the environment was very beautiful, but the location was a bit remote. Xie Wenyuan didn't come here very often, but every few days there would be hourly workers to clean it.

After the driver sent them home, Xie Wenyuan carried Lin Xuekuang to the bed, then bent down to take off his shoes.

At this moment, he was suddenly in a trance, as if this incident and this scene had been repeated countless times.

Xie Wenyuan pressed his forehead with the energy from drinking the wine just now, and suddenly felt a sense of bewilderment like past life, present life, and reincarnation of fate.

He straightened up involuntarily, knelt on the side of the bed, put his hands on Lin Xuekuang's sides, and looked down at him.

Lin Xuekuang slept deeply, his cheeks and lips were slightly flushed like rouge, and then there was a slightly pointed jaw and a slender neck, and the light shone from the side, outlining a nearly perfect outline until the clavicle, gradually disappearing into the slightly open collar.

Xie Wenyuan looked at him, and could feel the burning desire in his heart surging anxiously, but this kind of longing was mixed with great pain. He was thinking, who is the person who forced Lin Xuekuang.

If you let him know... If you let him know, he will kill that bastard alive at any cost.

Xie Wenyuan now even feels that even if it is Lin Xuekuang's own wish, if Lin Xuekuang is willing, then he will be jealous to the point of madness, and will burn with anger, but it will not be so painful.But Lin Xuekuang was unwilling!

He couldn't imagine how much Lin Xuekuang would struggle and suffer at that time, he hated himself for not being there!

Xie Wenyuan quietly raised his hand and touched Lin Xuekuang's face. All kinds of emotional entanglements surged in his heart, hatred and anger, and jealousy at the same time. He wished to erase all the aura belonging to that person on Lin Xuekuang. Lose.

Xie Wenyuan lowered his head as if obsessed, and kissed Lin Xuekuang's lips, all the way down to the collarbone, but was blocked by the collar, so he unbuttoned his clothes.

This series of movements seemed so proficient that even the scar on Lin Xuekuang's chest felt...

Xie Wenyuan stopped suddenly.

He seemed to wake up suddenly, only then did he realize what he had just done.

Xie Wenyuan couldn't help thinking, am I crazy?

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Lin Xuekuang had already unbuttoned a few of his clothes, and there was a scar near his heart. Since the rest of his skin was as white as porcelain, this scar looked even more shocking.If it was a little more biased, I'm afraid I would die.

Xie Wenyuan was sure that Lin Xuekuang didn't have this scar at least before they parted.

After the incident just now, he also completely woke up from the drunkenness, and finally suppressed all the distracting thoughts that he should have or should not have.

Xie Wenyuan settled down, went to fetch a hot towel, wiped Lin Xuekuang's face and neck carefully, and carefully and slowly helped him tidy up his clothes, covered Lin Xuekuang with the quilt, tucked tuck corner.

After doing all this, he walked out of the bedroom, closed the door, came to the small hall outside the bedroom in a daze, and then knelt down next to the sofa.

Xie Wenyuan lay down on the sofa almost exhausted, buried his face in his arms and remained silent for a while, then suddenly punched heavily on the ground.

Physical injury seemed to be able to alleviate the pain of the heart at this moment, so Xie Wenyuan punched down mechanically until he was exhausted.

The shadow of the moon moved westward, the night was getting darker and darker, time was passing by, this posture was uncomfortable, Xie Wenyuan's whole body was a little numb, but he didn't want to move, and he didn't want to think about anything, he just felt heartbroken, as if Tired to death.

So he kept lying on the sofa like this, squatting in a daze for a while, but because he was full of thoughts and didn't sleep deeply, he had a vague sense of consciousness.

The incomparably real dream appeared again.

In the dream, it was still this villa, and it was still in the small hall outside the bedroom on the second floor. He vaguely heard something moving in the bedroom, so he walked over and pushed open the concealed door.

Xie Wenyuan saw that someone was pushing Lin Xuekuang down on the bed to invade him, he was furious, and immediately went to stop him, but in a whirlwind, he found that that person was actually himself.

He was holding Lin Xuekuang's wrists with both hands and pressing them on the bed. He bent down and saw the pain and hatred on the other person's face, the tearful eyes, the frowning brows, and the bitten lips. He felt very uncomfortable in his heart. But as if angry, the action became more and more intense.

Getting what you want, but not being happy.

This person's breath, temperature and heartbeat are really imprisoned in his arms, but it is so emptiness, every time of force is like a long delay.

The closer the contact, the more he could feel the other party's disgust. At this moment, Xie Wenyuan clearly realized that Lin Xuekuang hated him to the core.

He woke up in fright, only to realize that it was a dream.

But why do I always have such a dream?And every time is so real and clear, as if it really happened.

In the darkness, Xie Wenyuan slowly frowned.

After sleeping until midnight, Lin Xuekuang woke up.

Xie Wenyuan wiped his face and changed his clothes, and even seemed to kiss him. Lin Xuekuang felt a little bit about it, but because everything had been repeated countless times in his previous life, what was really familiar would become a kind of So Lin Xuekuang didn't feel any vigilance at that time.

It wasn't until he woke up that he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The whole room was pitch black, Lin Xuekuang turned his head, and through the dim moonlight outside the curtains, he saw the sepak takraw nightlight on the bedside table. He was startled and sat up suddenly from the bed.

It's no wonder that he was so shocked when he was always so calm, because everything in this room is so familiar.

——This is Xie Wenyuan's room.

Lin Xuekuang lived in this room for a long time, and was not even allowed to go out. They rested, quarreled, fought, and had sex here. Lin Xuekuang knew the location of all the ornaments around him even with his eyes closed.

The bed sheet under his body was foggy blue, and Xie Wenyuan was used to only using this one.After they were together, the sheets often needed to be changed and washed, but they still had the same color and style after the change.

Once, Lin Xuekuang scratched the bed sheet, Xie Wenyuan carried him to take a bath, and after he came out, he found the same set of bedding in the cabinet as if by magic, and made it up.

Thinking about it this way, he always said that Lin Xuekuang was stubborn, but in fact, he was the one who took death seriously.So now that Lin Xuekuang lives in the dormitory, seeing that his bed is not foggy blue, he still feels quite uncomfortable.

what's the situation?Lin Xuekuang thought, am I going back to my previous life again?

It's too scary!

He stretched out his hand and twisted the sepak takraw night light, and suddenly remembered that the light had been broken by his own hands a long time ago.

It seems that Xie Wenyuan asked him to eat breakfast that day, but Lin Xuekuang didn't want to eat it, saying that seeing his face made him feel sick, and when he went to bed, he didn't dare to open his eyes to see who was next to him, Xie Wenyuan became anxious, and came over to pinch him Lin Xuekuang had to see him clearly.

The two got into a quarrel, Lin Xuekuang's magic power was blocked at that time, and he was bored, so he took something from the bedside and smashed it at Xie Wenyuan, which was this unlucky night light.

Anyway, that's how they are, they can quarrel about anything.When there was a quarrel, he would pierce his heart and say what he said, and once pricked up, Xie Wenyuan said he couldn't do it, so he would do it.

In this familiar space, the dusty memories were released from the gate, and flashed across the void, so many of them were so clear.

Lin Xuekuang sat quietly in the dark for a while, and the feeling of panic when he just woke up gradually subsided.

He didn't return to his previous life, but was brought to Xie Wenyuan's house again...

Come to think of it, it should be because of the drink with Huang Jingshan's father yesterday, which was carried back by Xie Wenyuan in the end.

Fortunately, Xie Wenyuan was quite witty and didn't lie down next to him, otherwise Lin Xuekuang couldn't guarantee that he would not be able to resist beating him up.

...However, this is also a good opportunity.

Lin Xuekuang lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The floor was covered with thick carpets, and he quietly walked to the door with bare feet and listened for a while, but there was no movement outside, and it was midnight, so Xie Wenyuan probably went to find a place to sleep.

Fearing that the mana fluctuations would disturb the other party, Lin Xuekuang did not dare to seal the door up and down, and quickly returned to the bed, entered the password without hesitation, and opened the last drawer on the bedside table.

Lin Xuekuang knew that this was the place where Xie Wenyuan kept some important documents and private items. Lin Xuekuang was not interested in their work. He was tired of looking at Xie's treasures in his previous life. What he wanted to know was the other party's information about Seven Star Thunder Print those rhetoric in the end is not true.

Or in his last life, what exactly did he hide from himself, that's why his temperament changed suddenly.