Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

When the stars set, there was suddenly no day or night.

Many times he couldn't tell whether it was daytime outside or night with white moonlight shining on the windowsill.

He didn't know whether it was night or the curtains on the balcony were drawn.

He was picked up and fed in a daze, lay on his side in a daze to get medicine applied, and was carried in and out of the bathroom in a daze.

During certain lucid moments, Xing Chen's eyes were open, but they were unfocused.

At that time, Yu Lao would stop and coax him gently, asking him what he was thinking about.

Xing Chen actually didn’t think about anything.

He was just a little sad.

When Yu Luo asked him, he remembered that he had previously thought that Yu Luo was a carnivore.

Now it seems that I still underestimated him.

It is estimated that he was the ancient mythical beast Taotie in his previous life.

Xing Chen later imagined himself as a crispy pastry that was shaken into crumbs.

In the end, not even a crumb was left.

At the moment when he was irresistibly stimulated by intense joy, he gathered all his consciousness into the empty sea of ​​​​consciousness and hid it. No matter what Yu Lao did, there was no response at all.

He dared not show any joy.

That would be a betrayal of what he had been searching for for years.

He stood alone in the middle of the river. On the left bank was his master who had disappeared for many years, and on the right bank was Yu Lao who was almost insane.

He fell silent in the painful tug of war between two conflicting emotions, as if he was slowly sinking to the bottom of a silent river.

Silently.

One day, a long time later, he saw Yu Lao shaking him desperately with red eyes.

"Xingchen, please, please speak..."

He saw that always cold and indifferent face, and tears suddenly rolled down his cheeks.

Cold tears fell on his neck, but he just kept his eyes open without moving.

Yes.

From that day on, he never spoke again.

He did not beg Yu Luo to let him go, nor did he ask Yu Luo whether he wanted to lock him up for life.

He was as silent and quiet as a puppet.

He has everything he wants.

But as silent as a piece of wood.

He said Yu Lao would regret it, but in fact he didn't want Yu Lao to regret it.

He just couldn't talk about it all, nor could he express his true feelings.

Many nights, Xing would hear Yu Lao suddenly waking up from his half-slept state.

Yu Lao would touch him in his arms over and over again until he was sure that he was fine, then he would breathe a sigh of relief.

Yu Lao was trapped in the nightmare of the truck headlights illuminating his face, and he couldn't get out of it over and over again.

So Yu Lao invaded again and again, trying to use real possession to eliminate the sense of unreality in his heart.

But in this silence, he became even more obsessed.

Xingchen felt sorry.

He is not Gu Xingchen, he is Ye Shen Xingchen.

If he were still Gu Xingchen, he would throw himself into Yu Lao's arms and act coquettishly, he could crawl towards him on the ground wagging his tail, or he could kneel on the ground and look up to please him.

He was willing to cooperate with him, sink into the sea of ​​desire, and burn himself to the point where nothing was left.

He liked to see Yu Lao losing control because of him.

But if you tear off Gu Xingchen's disguise, Ye Shen has his own pride.

The gods cannot bend, not even Yu Lao.

Even though he is unarmed now, he cannot die.

Later, when Ning Yu came to see him, the little cutie's round face had become much thinner. Seeing him sitting on the sofa in a daze, she burst into tears.

Ning Yu cried and asked him: "Why? Brother Lao is willing to do anything for you, why do you have to torture each other like this? Can't you just be nice?"

Xing Chen couldn't answer him.

He could only stare at the white wall in front of him in a daze.

Ning Yu never came again afterwards, but she would send him lots of sweet little cakes every time, and she would only deliver them downstairs.

As for Mr. and Mrs. Gu, Yu Lao didn't know how to explain it, and Xing Chen never heard from them again.

He believed that Chen Lu would take good care of them.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

One day, Yu Lao held him and stood on the balcony, and he saw heavy snow falling outside the glass window.

Xing Chen thought, it turns out that winter has already arrived.

The midsummer when they met has ended forever.

The heavy snow falling outside the window finally made his eyes look a little brighter, so Yu Lao just held him and stood there.

He looked for a long time until his eyes hurt.

It has been some time since Yu Lao resumed work.

I would rush back home no matter how late it was every day, and I would take one day every week to stay at home with him.

In fact, there is no difference whether you accompany me or not.

Whether Yu Lao is there or not, he has always been the same.

The cameras at home can serve as evidence.

Winter passes and spring comes.

The sunlight by the window became a few degrees warmer.

Yu Lao developed the habit of bringing a bouquet of flowers home every day.

They all don't like strong perfume smells, and the light floral scent floating in the room is very pleasant.

In late spring, the filming of "Meeting the Fairy 2" was finally completed with two new cast members.

This film became Yu Lao's final work.

At the wrap-up ceremony, Yu Lao publicly announced his retirement from the entertainment industry and would never appear in front of the camera as an artist or director again.

When summer came again, Yu Lao abandoned all the troubles of the outside world and took Xing Chen to an uninhabited island.

Xing Chen saw a two-story blue building on the beach. There were huge flowers and rainbow candies on the roof, and a big lollipop standing at the door.

The path leading to the beach is paved with colorful pebbles.

Between the blue sea and sky, it is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

There was a rocking chair under the flower stand in front of the house. Yu Lao carried him over and put him on the rocking chair, then leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"Xingchen, do you like it?"

Xing Chen looked quietly at the calm sea in the distance.

Yu Lao knelt on one knee in front of him, buried his face in his palm, and asked him in an unspeakable hoarse voice.

"Xingchen, please tell me, what should I do so that you won't leave me?"

Xing Chen's palms were wet with tears.

Yu Lao cried until his back was arched and trembling, but he didn't make a sound.

They are all so stubborn.

That summer, the sound of waves filled my dreams and reality.

The island is not big. On the other side of the diagonal line from the blue house, there is a tall abandoned lighthouse.

Connecting the house and the lighthouse is a path built along the coast.

Sometimes Yu Lao would drive Xing Chen slowly towards the lighthouse, then sit with him beside the high guardrail and watch the fishing boats passing by on the sea in the distance.

The sound of a whistle came from afar, as if the fishing boat was happily greeting them.

Yu Lao learned how to cook.

In fact, supplies were delivered to the island every day, but he didn't want to rely on others. He looked through the recipe and tried it several times, and soon he made delicious meals.

He even tried to grow vegetables behind the house using the nutrient soil sent to them. Just half a month later, they were eating the small green vegetables grown by Yu Lao himself.

After the experiment was successful, Yu Lao expanded the vegetable garden.

Soon, there were green vegetable plots behind the house, with lettuce, tomatoes and cucumbers.

Xing Chen sat aside and watched him watering and weeding with a straw hat on. Even without his dazzling starry appearance, he was still so fascinating.

His Yu Lao was so outstanding and charming.

It was hot and humid at the seaside, and the thing that Yu Lao used to restrain him changed from a collar to a bracelet or an anklet.

The fine steel chain makes a crisp sound when shaken.

Yu Lao still wants him again and again, and is also trying hard to be gentle.

But this might be the only thing he's slow to learn.

But Xingchen didn't care.

He even hoped that Yu Lao would never be able to learn it at all.

This way, maybe he will feel less guilty.