Scholar is Addicted [Rebirth]

Shu Sheng didn't know how long he had been sitting in the pavilion. As night fell, there were not many people in the audience, and there were not many lights.

The white cranes in the courtyard all descended to rest.

Shu Qingli patted Shu Sheng's head lightly: "Go back."

Shu Sheng turned to look at him, his eyes were clear, Yin Xing came over at this time, as long as Shu Sheng sat here, he stood outside.

Shu Qingli was young and handsome. Yin Xing looked at him for a long time, and still called him "uncle". There are very few uncles in the last sentence.

Shu Qingli looked at him and smiled, nodded slightly, and said to Shu Sheng, "Go back."

Yin Xing stretched out his hand to grab Shu Sheng's hand, and pulled him out.

Shu Sheng followed behind him with his head down, trying not to look at his father, and after walking a long way, he still shed tears.

Yin Xing felt Shu Sheng's hand was cold in his palm, turned around and hugged Shu Sheng in his arms: "Stupid."

Shu Sheng nodded, put his hands around his neck, Yin Xing turned around and picked him up, and went down the mountain silently.

The old man had been guarding the door, seeing them coming back, he went to the kitchen to make dinner for them, Mu Qing and others followed to help.

Yin Xing dragged Shu Sheng into the room, let him sit on the bed, and twisted the wet handkerchief for him: "Wipe your face."

Shu Sheng raised his head: "Yin Xing, I want to go home."

Yin Xingdao: "I'll be back tomorrow."

Shu Sheng smiled and shook his head: "No, at least... I have to bring back the bones of my parents. I can't do anything for Xiao Shu Sheng, and I can't do anything for myself. At least I can bring the body back."

Yin Xing looked at his face, the smile on his face was a little stiff, and there was a sense of sadness, and he felt that he was really uncomfortable.

What Shu Qingli said was right, no one has the ability to change what has happened in the past, neither Shu Sheng nor him, but even if these are the truth, the blow to Shu Sheng is still big enough.

Yin Xing wiped his hands and put the veil on, sat down beside him, and asked seriously, "Bookworm, do you want to cry?"

Shu Sheng turned to look at him, wondering if it was because of the candlelight, Shu Sheng slowly bent a slightly sharp and weird smile: "Yin Xing, I like you."

"...!" Yin Xing looked at him in a daze, and just wanted to touch Shu Sheng's cheek and forehead to see if he had a fever, or if he was too stimulated and lost his mind.

It's not that he doesn't know how shy this bookworm is, not to mention that he has seen the thing Shu Sheng feared the most through the time dial, how can he let it go?

Just like when we first met, no one was allowed to touch anyone and no one was allowed to pull him. Even children had to be careful to avoid pulling him. Yin Xing didn't quite believe that Shu Sheng in this state would take the initiative to approach him.

But, that's how it happened.

Seeing that Yin Xing looked blankly and didn't answer him, Shu Sheng leaned on him and cupped Yin Xing's face with both hands, leaning closer.

The cool and soft lips were pressed against Yin Xing's lips.

Last night, also in the evening, Shu Sheng kissed Yin Xing, a kiss in the pure sense without any special taste.

Shu Sheng didn't know what a kiss was, all he knew was that his lips were touching, but these were enough to kill Yin Xing.

Yin Xing grasped the many folds of the bed sheet with both hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Bookworm, stop."

Shu Sheng didn't seem to hear, and started to undress his clothes.

Yin Xing was startled, and grabbed Shu Sheng's hand: "Bookworm! Do you know what you are doing?"

Shu Sheng looked up at him, the veins in that hand were bulging, but he held his hand skillfully without hurting him.

Shu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, pressed Yin Xing's shoulders with both hands and pushed him down on the bed, and said with a three-point smile: "I just like you, what's the matter? My father is right, you can do whatever you want Do it, don't wait until you regret it, but there is no regret medicine for you."

Yin Xing was pushed stiffly into the soft quilt, his eyes were loose, all this happened too suddenly, it was so unreal.

"Bookworm..." Yin Xing murmured.

Shu Sheng smiled: "I am here."

With half of his body lying on Yin Xing's body, Shu Sheng put his hands on his shoulders, bowed his head, and kissed him firmly again.

Yin Xing's mind went blank, he only felt that the two soft glutinous rice cakes on his lips and the nerd's hair on his neck were very itchy.

"Bookworm..." Yin Xing called out again, put his arms around Shu Sheng's waist, stroked his hair with one hand, turned around, and Shu Sheng was already pressed under his body.

When the real kiss came, Shu Sheng shook his head, hugged Yin Xing's neck tightly, trembling.

The eyes that were closed were moistened with water.

No matter how bold he was before, now he has been worn out, and all the courage has been worn down.

He thought of many things, the despair when he dug out his parents' bodies from the foot of the mountain, Jiang Han's hypocrisy towards him, and those painful pasts.

Even though his whole body could not stop trembling, Shu Sheng still held Yin Xing tightly, unwilling to let go at all.

After living two lifetimes, I don't want to let myself have any regrets.

Just because, this time, no one will sacrifice their lives for him, and no one will do those things that go against the sky and have no good karma for him.

Yin Xing suddenly felt the attack between his lips become fierce, and thought: There is something wrong with this bookworm.

Thinking about checking, Shu Sheng hugged him tightly, hugged him tightly, imitated his way and kissed back jerky on his lips.

"Study." Yin Xing was startled, and reflexively wanted to push him away, but he didn't know where the strength came from the scholar. He couldn't push him away, but instead hugged him tighter.

"Study! Wake up!" Yin Xing had no choice but to yell twice through the gap between his lips and tongue.

"Yin Xing." The scholar suddenly burst into tears, kissing him while crying, and groping for him with his hands.

Yin Xing grabbed his hand in a panic: "Bookworm, don't cry, we won't do it."

"Do it!" The scholar said in a low voice, broke away from that hand, tugged at Yin Xingben's messy clothes, and said with a sob: "I don't want to have any room for regret, even if you don't want me in the future... .”

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Xing kissed him viciously.

This man who had always been strong and self-controlled was finally turned red by the provocation, and was even more taken aback by the desolation in the scholar's sentence.

"Yes! How could I not want you." Yin Xing kissed the corners of his lips, earlobe, and neck, and bit by bit peeled off the flaming, crying and fussing scholar.

"Turn off the lights." The scholar suddenly said, "Don't turn off the lights."

Yin Xing rolled his internal force towards the candle with his backhand. The flame of the candle swayed twice, and finally died down in the strong wind.

The whole room was plunged into darkness, but even the darkness couldn't hide those gasps and other feelings.

Outside the house, Mu Qing and Shui Mu came out of the kitchen. They didn't eat well all day yesterday, thinking that his prince and husband must be hungry, so they bought a red crown rooster from the old man and stewed it.

At this moment, the two of them were bringing two bowls of chicken soup to Yin Xing and Shu Sheng, and they were seven or eight feet away from the house, when they were stopped by Mu Chen with a sullen face: "Mr. Empty, eat both of you."

Mu Qing and Shui Mu looked at each other with expressions of "what happened".

Mu Chen paused, and then said: "Is there any more? I'm hungry too."

Mu Qing and Shui Mu pointed to the kitchen together: "Fill it yourself."

He looked at the door again: "What's wrong with the two of you? Don't you really want to eat? What a pity..."

Mu Chen: "..."

Why do I feel that these two have been starved for ten or eight years, why are they so greedy...

Suddenly there was a cry in the room, and Mu Qing spat out a mouthful of soup: "Sir, are you still crying? You must be so sad, right?"

Shui Mu nodded seriously: "That's right, Mr. Shu is ruthless enough to make you sad, I don't understand why you can't stop doing this?"

"Are you stupid?" Mu Qing chewed on the chicken bone, knocked on Shuimu with one hand, glanced at him and said, "If the bite is too dry, can there still be a husband? I can see what's going on." , I can't believe it."

"What do you understand?" Shui Mu sneered: "Do you understand that we still have the ability to go back to the past? Do you understand that the place we stand and live in is actually a barren place? Do you understand that this mountain has actually collapsed long ago? "

Mu Qing was choked half to death, and stared at him: "Then you understand, tell me, did we see a ghost or did we see a ghost or did we see a ghost?"

Mu Chen saw that the two of them chatted at the door, and originally wanted to go to the kitchen to get chicken soup to drink, but after walking two steps back, he stretched out his hand and carried the two hairy boys away—it's a shame to put them here!

The three of them went to sleep after eating. Originally, Mu Qing and Shui Mu wanted to call their prince to let him come out to eat. It doesn't matter if he is strong and hungry for a while. Mr. is weak, don't be hungry. Sick.

With a cold face, Mu Chen threw his black strands into the room for him to sleep - saying that they didn't care about their minds, and they were still in a good mood!

I went out to look at the mountain peaks hidden in the night, and frowned slightly.

This mountain... Mu Chen shook his head, and went to watch the night by the courtyard wall.

Mu Qing and Shui Mu were already fast asleep, they didn't know it.

Mu Chen stood guard by the courtyard wall for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy. The moon was very bright in the sky, and there were few stars. I took it out.

Mu Qing fell into a drowsy sleep, and was suddenly taken out and placed in the cold wind, shivering involuntarily, looking at Mu Chen again, his face was a bit strange, Mu Qing was originally a clever person, and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Mu Chen threw the clothes that came out of the house to him, and said: "You keep watch at night, I'll go to the mountain for a while, it always feels strange."

Mu Qing is a little more careful than Shui Mu.

Mu Qing also looked at him suspiciously, Mu Chen is really a sensitive person, he has always said that this mountain is strange, and he doesn't know what he feels, and he is a dull block, the kind who doesn't tell when asked.

Then he nodded, and said to him while putting on his clothes: "Are you going to that Taoist temple? Be careful."

Mu Chen nodded, turned around and left.

Mu Qing folded her arms and leaned against the courtyard wall, and said to herself: "Well, one or two are so strange."