[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

After leaving the small house, the depression in my heart seemed to be much better.

Really.How can a person who has lived for 500 years still have a childish temper?

Songyang shook his head with a wry smile, holding a lantern in his hand, and walked deep into the snow while calling Mo Chun's name.There are small footprints on the ground, if you don't look carefully, they will be buried by the wind and snow.He followed the footprints all the way, and then stepped into the lush greenery.

——In the snow, there is a forest?

Moreover, the forest is completely in a spring scene, and the sounds of birds and insects have begun to ring in my ears.When Songyang walked into the forest, he smelled a very sweet smell.After following Yin Gu for a long time, this abnormal phenomenon can make him more or less vigilant.He pulled the scarf over his mouth and nose.

"Mochun, are you there?"

Still no reply.Only the familiar feeling of physical loss - could it be 'Rui' again?

This is not good, you have to find the child before your energy is drained.Walking through the forest glade where wild flowers bloom, Songyang finally finds the sleeping Mochun under an old tree.

After confirming his breath, Songyang quickly picked up Mo Chun on his back, and returned to the original route along the markings made all the way.Because of the anxiety in his heart, he couldn't help but quicken his steps, and his breathing became more rapid - more sweet air passed through his scarf and was sucked into his body.

When he could finally see the snow on the edge of the forest, Songyang had already yawned several times.His eyes turned black for a while, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his drowsiness was fierce, all thanks to his self-healing dragon vein physique to resist tenaciously.

——If you fall down here, the child will freeze to death.

Songyang freed up a hand, allowing the thin blade hidden in the cuff to slide out.This is a scrap bought from Da Dao Lang on the road. For him, using this small blade to deal with robbers on the road is more than enough.

"Last Spring! Last Spring!"

Hearing people's shouts, it felt like several hours had passed, but in fact he hadn't walked ten miles away from the forest.Song Yang responded, and saw two lanterns approaching them one after the other.

The white-haired insect master didn't even wear a coat, and ran over stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and grabbed him: "Why is there so much blood?!"

The bell over there had already picked up Mo Chun from his back, trying to wake up his younger brother with a crying voice.Songyang opened his palm to let him see the place just cut by the blade.Every scar was bone-deep for fear of healing too quickly.

"Look, it has begun to heal. I don't know what I inhaled, and I always feel sleepy. At least I want to hold on until I bring Mochun home."

"you……!"

Something flashed quickly in Yin Gu's green eyes, and he endured and endured, but he didn't say any words of reproach.He took a pill from his body and handed it to Ling, quickly pinched Songyang's mouth open, sent the pill in, and then took out the herbal tablet under his tongue.

"Don't... don't take it out!"

The insect master's movements were too fast, Songyang swallowed the pill in a daze, and then watched the herbal tablet being thrown into the snow.

"These two medicines are mutually exclusive and cannot be taken at the same time." Yin Gu turned around and picked up Songyang, "Don't fall asleep, if you fall asleep, you don't know when you will wake up."

Ling over there also gave Mochun medicine, but Mochun still fell asleep deeply. "Let's talk when we go back." Yin Gu motioned for her to follow.

The dragon vein physique can resist hundreds of poisons, but if the body's own energy is absorbed, even Songyang will need a period of time to recover.He wasn't worried that he would fall asleep, what he was worried about was that when he was lying on the back of the insect master, his reason and sense of distance were being lost like running water.

That kind of warm attraction is like soaking the limbs in the hot spring, so comfortable that people just want to immerse themselves blindly.In the end, it will become a worm who only knows how to approach each other without restriction and completely loses the ability to think.

——If it is Mr. Gingko.

The other party also said that they don't mind.

——That's it...it's okay, right?

Yin Gu hurried back to the house all the way, and after preparing to resettle Songyang, he went to see the situation in Mochun.

When he put the long-haired man down from his back, he found that the man's arm was around his neck, and he had no intention of letting go.

"..."

Instantly realized that something was wrong.Master Zong sneaked a guilty look at the situation outside the room, closed the door gently with his foot, and then used wooden strips to support the door frame, preventing others from opening it from the outside.

"Hey, Songyang, are you still awake?"

Yin Gu leaned on top of Songyang, trying to break the opponent's arm.to no avail.

The other party's state could not be said to be in a coma, because those light green eyes were indeed open, with a sense of ignorance and innocence, reminding him of the eyes of cotton spores.

If such a state occurs in humans, it should be called "absence of mind".

"Mr. Yin Gu, please take a look at Moharu—"

The door was knocked by the anxious sister.

"...Well, I'll go right away."

After a little calm reply, Gingo began to grit his teeth and break the opponent's arm again.

doesn't work.

This person looks gentle and gentle. He doesn't know what he ate to grow up, and he has a strange strength.

And aware of the other party's resistance, the arms seemed to be tightened again.Songyang's face was already completely attached to his shoulder socket.

Gingo tried to lead him to sit up, lest the posture of pressing himself on top would be too unsightly.Then he found that sitting up was also very unsightly, and it was convenient for the other party to wrap his legs around his waist.

Ah... let's smoke a cigarette.

Suspecting that he was about to lose his mind, the worm master sat against the wall and lit a cigarette in despair.Fortunately, Songyang didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for being aggressive. He sat in the man's arms obediently, with undefended innocence in his eyes.

Try spraying insect repellent smoke on the other person's face.

But Song Yang's eyes were so red from being smoked that he looked so pitiful, which made the insect master feel that he had committed a serious crime.

I remembered the test I did that night.

——Direct contact with the heart will cause the greatest impact on the worm.

... direct contact.

After thinking for a while with a cigarette in his mouth, Gingo pulled up the sleeves of his sweater as much as possible, exposing his bare arms.

Then he hesitated and untied the opponent's belt.Pull away the tightly wrapped kimono underwear layer by layer.The first thing that was exposed was the neck as smooth as warm jade, and the well-shaped collarbone.

"That, Mr. Yin Gu—" The knock on the door became more and more urgent.

"...I'm mixing medicine, I'll be here later."

The answering voice seemed to tremble a little.

The man's hand stretched in from the waist of the pulled kimono, groped along the warm and soft bare back, and finally stopped at the butterfly bone on the left side.Songyang's open light green eyes became blurred, he rubbed his back as if satisfied, and sighed softly.

Probably because he thought that the man he was entangled with would not leave, he relaxed his arms a little.

This method works.

"Please don't wake up suddenly at such a time. Otherwise, you won't be able to cleanse yourself by jumping into the Yellow River."

The man's other hand lifted up the long hair on the other's chest, gently covering the position of the heart.The opponent's body tensed up for a moment, and then slowly softened, Yin Gu hurriedly put him down on the bed, just in case, took a belt on one side, tied his hands up, and stuffed them into the quilt.

"Just, that's it."

As if guilty of guilt, he tidied up Songyang's messy skirt, and Yin Gu looked at the time on his pocket watch. When the medicine against spring sleepiness was gone, he could cut another piece of herbal medicine that weakened the vomeronasal organ for him to swallow.

The man in the quilt was still not drowsy, his long hair was spread on the pillow and shoulders, and his eyes were full of trust and attachment.Being watched by someone with gentle eyebrows and eyes like this, no matter how hard a heart is, it will be melted away.

Not daring to meet his gaze, Master Bug ran away to check on Mo Chun's situation.When it was late at night, he reckoned that the effect of the medicine had almost been exerted, so he took a slice of the herb and went back to the room.

It took a little more effort to put the herb back under the other party's tongue.Gingo had to prop himself up on the bed, pry open his teeth with his gloved thumb, and put the pill back between his moist lips and tongue.

"...Really, I dare not let you spit out the medicine again."

The man took off his gloves, and his forehead was already wet with sweat.He stayed by Songyang's side until midnight.