Xianghe

It seems that there is rarely such a time for a person to drink quietly by himself. After Si Wen left, Yuan Qinghui continued to drink while lying comfortably on the recliner in the courtyard.

It seems that since seeing this person again, every inch of his time has been tied to that person, he has no self at all, no time to think about himself at all.

Such a rare time to take a nap these days is extraordinarily comfortable.

But if you want to ask him if he wants to live like this forever, it is definitely impossible.

Unknowingly drank a little too much, seemed a little sleepy, Yuan Qinghui vaguely closed his eyes and fell asleep on the recliner.

Go find Xianghe when you wake up, he must be blaming himself today, Yuan Qinghui thought so, and fell asleep.

After getting drunk, it's a dreamless night.

When I woke up, it was already high in the sun, and I just woke up with a headache after being drunk last night.Yuan Qinghui got up with some difficulty, and found himself covered with a blanket.

When he first got up, his mind was not very flexible, Yuan Qinghui thought about it, maybe only Xiao Jinwa, a sensible child, would be so considerate.

Just in time, when I got up, I saw Xiao Jinwa coming out of the back kitchen: "Brother Qinghui, are you awake? I made some ginger soup for you, drinking it after a hangover will not hurt your head so much."

Yuan Qinghui pressed his temples, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a polite smile: "Thank you, where is your Brother He? Is he better?"

Maybe he didn't even realize that he used to call Xianghe very affectionately, but now he calls in front of Xiao Jinwa: You Brother He.

Xiao Jinwa turned around and went to the back kitchen to warm ginger soup for him, her voice fell into the wind: "He is well, he went to see Baihuaxian early this morning."

"What is he going to see Baihuaxian for?" Yuan Qinghui pulled back the blanket and got off the couch.

"I don't know, he went there with a gift early in the morning without eating breakfast, so we don't have to follow." Xiao Jinwa was busy in the back kitchen, with her back to Yuan Qinghui.

Yuan Qinghui thought about it, and decided to pack up and take a look.

The inn they booked was not far from Baihuaxian's "brothel", and Yuan Qinghui arrived there in three or two steps. When he walked to the door, he happened to meet Xianghe coming out of the brothel with a smile on his face.

After Xianghe came out, he looked up and saw Yuan Qinghui standing at the door waiting for him, with a bag of buns in his hand, facing the morning white sun, he smiled at him: "Come here."

The moment Xianghe saw Yuan Qinghui, she still seemed a little uncomfortable. The smile just disappeared immediately, her face became cramped, and she hesitated whether to go to Yuan Qinghui's side.

Yuan Qinghui didn't urge him, just stood there and waited for him. Anyway, he always went in this direction when he wanted to go back.

After a long time, it seemed that Xianghe had finally made a choice, and Xianghe walked to Yuan Qinghui's side, but there was still some distance between him and him, maybe not very far, in the eyes of outsiders, it was just the distance between two unrelated pedestrians, But in Yuan Qinghui's view, it was really far away.There will always be a night before returning to the illusion before the first encounter.

After Xianghe came over, Yuan Qinghui handed him the buns he bought when he came here, as if talking to an old friend: "I just tasted it, the taste is not bad, try it."

Xianghe has never had the habit of eating breakfast. Every time he wakes up in the morning and drinks a glass of water, it's over. Yuan Qinghui corrected him many times in the cave but failed. Until one day, his mortal body Finally something went wrong, he got a stomach problem, and finally started to eat intermittently in the morning after suffering a lot, but he was more picky eaters in the morning than at other times, because he had no appetite, and there was almost nothing he liked to eat.

Xianghe took the steamed stuffed bun from Yuan Qinghui, held it hesitantly and stared at it for a long time, half way back to the inn, finally took one and put it in his mouth.

I took a small bite, but I didn't bite into the stuffing. I kept chewing it in my mouth, but I refused to swallow it, because I had no appetite, and it was like chewing wax.

Seeing him eating was really annoying, Yuan Qinghui finally said, "If you don't want to eat, I'll go back and make you a cup of tea."

After finishing speaking, I heard the voice of Xianghe swallowing the dough: "Yes."

A little helpless, it seems that they have entered a bottleneck period. In this state, both of them are unhappy.

Finally they went back to the inn, and they were greeted by Xiao Jinwa. After the pointer demon got his freedom, he took Yuan Qinghui's savings and went out to eat, drink and have fun. It was rare to come to a bustling place. Everyone is happy.

As soon as Yuan Qinghui and Xianghe entered the inn, Xiao Jinwa came forward with a smile: "Are you back?"

Xiang He bowed his head and smiled politely at Xiao Jinwa without energy, and then walked upstairs to his guest room.

When he was about to close the door after entering, someone blocked the door.

"Don't make trouble, I want to practice." Xianghe was a little dissatisfied with Yuan Qinghui's door against him, but the hand that wanted to close the door didn't use much force, Yuan Qinghui pushed the door hard, came in, and closed the door with his backhand closed.

Xiang He said angrily: "What do you want to do—"

But at this moment, Yuan Qinghui took advantage of the situation and hugged her waist.

Like a puppy embracing its owner, Yuan Qinghui lowered his body slightly, wrapped his arms around Xianghe's waist, buried his head in Xianghe's chest, and rubbed it comfortably: "It will be fine in a while."

I'm so tired, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just this time, don't let me coax you, can you coax me?It will be fine in a while, it will be fine if I hug you, it will be fine soon.

Right at the door, right against the door, Yuan Qinghui put his arms around Xianghe's waist, lowered his head and breathed in the air that only belonged to Xianghe, very tired, but very comfortable, very comfortable, his vitality was recovering little by little.

After Yuan Qinghui opened his mouth, Xianghe kept raising his hand, as if he was about to surrender to someone, he just froze in place, not daring to move, even taking a long time to take a breath.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that only a while, time seems to stop at this moment, the incense that the little golden baby lit for them in the room is slowly burning, releasing a subtle aroma.

"Okay!" Yuan Qinghui raised his head with a smile, his voice regained his previous temper, he raised his head in a flickering spirit, looked at Xianghe and said, "Xianghe, why did you go to Baihuaxian this morning?"

Yuan Qinghui let go of Xianghe, and walked straight towards the guest table in the guest room. Under his guidance, Xianghe also walked over.

Xianghe looked a little embarrassed, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't want to say it.

Seeing his embarrassment, Yuan Qinghui simply changed the subject: "Forget it, forget it, I don't need to talk about embarrassment, I'm just curious, I don't have to know, it'll be fine if you come back properly."

Xianghe was stunned, looking at Yuan Qinghui with a little surprise and anxiety, the hesitant expression on his face became more intense, the round and full lips opened and closed, closed and opened, finally, finally He bit his lower lip unsatisfactorily and pursed his lips.

Yuan Qinghui laughed a little and said, "You still hate me?"

The day before yesterday, he was really a little fierce in his desperation. In order to stop Xianghe from doing stupid things and disrupt his plan, he even slapped him hard regardless of Xianghe's feelings.

Maybe those needles didn't hurt that much, but what hurts the most is Yuan Qinghui's tough attitude towards him regardless of his feelings.

Yuan Qinghui didn't reflect on himself last night, it seems that he was a little too selfish in many cases, and yesterday, his self was finally reflected in Xianghe, he didn't think it was a good thing to expose his nature like this .

Yesterday he had a serious reflection. As the relationship between him and Xianghe deepened step by step, he has become more and more presumptuous, and his nature is gradually exposed. If it continues to intensify, it will be very dangerous.

You know, he used to put Xianghe in his heart, and he would feel heartbroken if he was bumped, but the day before yesterday, for the sake of the so-called overall situation, for the so-called good for him, he went too far.

Xianghe raised her head, as if thinking of the pain of the day before yesterday, and there was a trace of fear of Yuan Qinghui in her eyes.

Yuan Qinghui sighed, the expression on his face was soft, but his eyes were extremely solemn and serious: "Xianghe, I swear, I will never do anything reckless regardless of your feelings in the future."

Xianghe looked at Yuan's face and was stunned, Yuan Qinghui reached out to hold Xianghe's hand: "Don't worry, I will never become that person."

But after hearing Yuan Qinghui's words, Xianghe shook off Yuan Qinghui's hand violently, turned away from looking at him, and did not speak.

Yuan Qinghui shook his head helplessly, he knew which pot he would not open and which pot to lift, but, regarding what happened the day before yesterday, he needed an explanation and a solemn promise.

He's real, getting more and more over the top.

Even I felt something was wrong, I became more and more presumptuous, too presumptuous, and I hurt Xianghe.

Although Xianghe looks very unhappy now, Yuan Qinghui is very happy after saying the promise: "I will definitely do what I said, trust me, I won't disturb your cultivation today, I will go out first , just shout when you want something to eat, I’m right next door.”

After speaking, Yuan Qinghui was about to get up and leave.

Pushing open the door, the moment Xianghe was about to close the door, Xianghe stopped him: "Yuan Qinghui!"

There was a trace of eagerness in Xianghe's voice.

Yuan Qinghui looked up and saw Xianghe sitting up from the bench, lowering his eyes, his eyes were full of guilt and apology that he couldn't bear: "I know what you did the day before yesterday."

My heart skipped a beat.

Although I knew that this person would know sooner or later, after all, it was such a sensational event that the whole city might have heard about it. It is extremely thick-skinned for him to dare to go out and walk around the city today.

I don't know if I want this person to know, because I don't want him to know because it is too embarrassing, but because I have paid too much, I want this person to see it.

There was no sadness or joy on Yuan Qinghui's face, because he didn't know what expression to make.

But Xianghe was anxious: "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, it's my problem, I'm holding you back again, I'm sorry."

While talking, Xianghe's head lowered, you must be very sad, you must be very humiliated, and I treated you like that yesterday, I am really sorry, I have been holding you back all this time, Obviously you came to help me, but in the end you pushed me away. Am I not worthy of your support? I didn’t mean to be so indifferent to you today. It’s because I really don’t know how to face you, really I don't know how to talk to you, can you forgive me?can go on-

Just looking at the top of the man's head drooping, Yuan Qinghui had already seen so many thoughts of the man.When Yuan Qinghui was looking up at him under him, Yuan Qinghui had never been able to guess Xianghe's thoughts, or dared not guess, but now, the closer he gets to this person, his every word and action is under his nose , Every small movement of his, I can guess his thoughts.

Yuan Qinghui smiled politely and tiredly: "It's okay, don't think too much, just continue to practice, and tell the kitchen to cook what you want to eat later, and I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Qinghui closed the door, turned around and calmly went to his own room next door.

After closing the door of his room, Yuan Qinghui squatted on the ground and hugged his knees, his body shook uncontrollably.

Just held back?Can you hold back?Didn't let him see the difference?I think my acting skills are not bad. When I closed the door just now, I saw Xianghe's eyes were full of persuasion. It seemed that he wanted to pull me to continue talking, but I stopped him with a word!

So good so good so good.

Yuan Qinghui hid between his knees and laughed uncontrollably, his body trembling slightly.That's it, just continue to practice with a sense of indebtedness to me.Your unspoken apology will become a thorn in your heart, forcing you to care about it all the time, forcing you to keep thinking about me.