This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Rong Xuehuai kept looking at Wen Zhe worriedly. Hearing this request, he hesitated for a moment before responding: "Okay. I'll stand outside the door, Qingqing, if you want, you can call me anytime."

Hua Jun exited the room, Wen Zhe no longer hesitated, and buried his face deeply in the pillow.

Of course, a small pillow wouldn't suffocate a monk who had already refined Qi to the ninth level, but at this moment, Wen Zhe actually had a thought that it would be good if his life ended at this time.

If so, he wouldn't have to face Hua Jun's questioning eyes, and he wouldn't have to rack his brains to give a suitable explanation.Time will always stop at the next moment when Rong Xuehuai kissed and hugged him, it might not be a kind of happiness.

But things can't be solved like this.

The fear of the memories of the past and the shame of the current experience tortured Wen Zhe's heart in turn, until finally he gave up and cleared his brain to a blank, just lying on the bed for a long time without thinking about anything.

After all, he has not died yet, and Hua Jun's memory cannot be erased miraculously.The person he loves is standing outside the door, maybe angry, maybe worried, maybe contemptuous, but they are always waiting for an explanation from him.

I can't lie here forever, Wen Zhe thought.In any case, I will give Mr. Hua an explanation after all.

The matter of rebirth is still the same as when the printing of the book happened, and there is no way to talk about it.At the beginning, it was just a subconscious pursuit of advantages and avoidance of disadvantages, and it seemed that this matter could not be mentioned, but now it is because it is too unimaginable at this time.

When he was studying with Mr. Hua, he heard a lot of anecdotes, and even read a lot of information books.However, it is unheard of for a dead person to return to his own time and change the past.If the dead can open their eyes again, this situation is probably a case of seizing the house.

The rebirth was like a flat lie, and it would be more credible to say that he was hysterical.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional crackle of the candle, and the candle light danced along with it.Wen Zhe cleared his hoarse and stagnant voice, and said in a trembling voice, "Xuehuai...Mr. Hua, can you come in?"

The door was gently pushed open, and Rong Xuehuai's footsteps gradually approached his bedside.Wen Zhe looked at his face carefully, and confirmed that the expression on it was indeed caring rather than lingering anger.

"Qingqing, can I stay with you in the room? I can stand in the corner farthest from here, and I will be very quiet without making a sound."

Wen Zhe shook his head. He hugged a tail that had jumped into his arms at some point, and moved to the side with the quilt in his arms: "No, there's no need to do this...can you come up and lie down with me for a while?"

"Of course." Rong Xuehuai immediately agreed, and then Wen Zhe felt the mattress on the other side sink slightly, but it was Rong Xuehuai who turned over and lay on the corner of the bed.

Wen Zhe half-closed his eyes, and gradually sorted out what he wanted to say to Hua Jun in his heart, while Rong Xuehuai kept watching him quietly, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

After a while, Rong Xuehuai asked in a soft tone: "Shall we talk? Qingqing, that afternoon, the sun was very light, the sky was blue and refreshing, and the moon could be vaguely seen when I looked up. The matter at hand just now After processing, I opened your letter and read it again. You may not have thought much when you wrote the pen, but when the pen is connected, I can only see the lingering eyes. I can't bear the lovesickness, so I decided to go out to see you on a temporary basis. When I went out, the magnolia flowers near Zangshuge were in bloom. I didn’t expect that you would come back so early, so I broke off a branch and wanted to show it to you—this will be your home from now on, the flowers in your home It’s open, I always want to let the other owner know. I kept that flower in my sleeve all the way, thinking about what to say when I saw you... It’s a pity that it was already late when I arrived in Yuemiao City, You were too tired from cultivating at Gui Ya Zhu, so you fell asleep early. The dozen or so drafts I had written in my mind were all useless..."

Wen Zhe listened to Rong Xuehuai talking about the details of life.His words are not as witty and witty as when he was teaching, but they are simple and clean, which makes people feel at ease after hearing them.

Wen Zhe listened to Rong Xuehuai's soft words for a long time, only felt that every syllable of the other party was a good medicine to soothe the trembling soul.His tense muscles gradually relaxed in Rong Xuehuai's whispers, and courage was slowly formed in Rong Xuehuai's gentle eyes.

Closing his eyes, Wen Zhe interrupted the rhythm of Rong Xuehuai's narration: "Mr. Hua."

"Why do you call me like that?" Rong Xuehuai stopped talking, and asked in a very soft voice: "You are my Taoist companion, we love each other, why don't you call me by my name like before?"

"I thought..." Wen Zhe's voice slowly dropped. He had predicted the worst before, that was that he had lost the qualification to call Mr. Han Luhua by his name.

But whether it's Hua Jun's detailed description of his thoughts about himself in life, or the straightforward answer before him, they all clearly tell him that this is not the case.

Wen Zhe suddenly felt a slight soreness in his eye sockets.

He took a deep breath, and first said the part that was most important to him and what he hoped the other party would believe: "Xuehuai, things are not as you think... No one has entered me yet, I..."

For a while, Wen Zhe wanted to say something like "I'm still clean", but felt that this kind of view was so unconvincing, it was really not enough to win people's trust.

If you say that you have never met other men and you can still make people believe three points, then the sentence that you want to stop talking is not even half of the credibility—if you have never experienced anything, how can you explain such a drastic move just now? ?

Just when Wen Zhe was frozen there, Rong Xuehuai stretched out a finger and tapped his lips lightly.

"Qingqing, would you like to hear my opinion first?"

Wen Zhezheng didn't know how to continue, Rong Xuehuai's words just gave him a step to stop.

But even if he is not in the current dilemma, Wen Zhe is willing to agree to all of Rong Xuehuai's requests.

Seeing that Wen Zhe remained silent, Rong Xuehuai expressed her opinion in a soothing tone: "I didn't control my emotions just now, and my face was not good. Maybe I scared you. I should apologize to you first."

"But I want you to know that I am not angry because of the reason you are thinking now. What I am angry is not what kind of experience you have had, how many such experiences you have had, but whether you have been forced to accept this everything?"

Of course I was forced, I was in pain, I didn't want to!Wen Zhe raised his head, facing Rong Xuehuai's concerned eyes.Of course, all his performance just now is enough to show his reluctance in this matter.

"Qingqing, I want to ask you a question first." Rong Xuehuai saw that Wen Zhe's mood was gradually stabilizing, so he nudged forward a little - most of his body was hanging in mid-air just now, and now he was finally able to land. It's real: "Before you, I had some emotional experiences, including physical contact. Do you look down on me because of this, and think that I am not worthy of you?"

"How could that be?" Wen Zhe shook his head.In his heart, only the whole world is unworthy of Rong Xuehuai, and he himself will never have any thoughts of despising him.

What's more, a person like Hua Jun is so good no matter where he is, how can he be the only one who likes him?He certainly had many such experiences before himself.

"Then on the other hand, why do you feel sorry for me?" Rong Xuehuai pressed Wen Zhe's shoulder through the quilt, making him look directly into her eyes: "Is there any difference between these two things? If so, You are the only one who is forced, you have absolutely no way of deciding this matter, and it even brought you great harm."

"Qingqing, I am angry only because you have been hurt because of this, not because you have had such an experience before. Of course, if you have, and if you do everything voluntarily, I will secretly eat it. But If you have to blame, you can only blame fate for not allowing me to meet you early."

Speaking of this, Rong Xuehuai moved her fingers, as if she wanted to touch Wen Zhe's cheek, but in the end she was afraid of shocking the other party and took it back.He concluded with emotion: "Qingqing, when you just screamed at me in horror, you didn't know how sad I was. I would rather you have a thousand or ten thousand times before me of your own will, which is comfortable enough Shunxin's experience, and I don't want you to be subjected to such violence in this matter, even if it is only once."

Wen Zhe's lips trembled, and before he realized it, tears had gathered in his eyes again.With a trembling voice, he confirmed to Rong Xuehuai: "If... I mean, if I was touched by others, would you not mind?"

"I only care if you do it voluntarily." Rong Xuehuai said firmly: "As long as you agree to it yourself, I have no complaints about it. And if you are forced, tell me who he is, and I will let him Pay the price you deserve."

Having said that, Rong Xuehuai propped up her body, and stared at Wen Zhe with a rare hard gaze, asking him to look at her irresistibly, and solemnly said: "Wen Zhe, you are your own." Master."

Your body belongs to you, your thoughts belong to you, the decision whether you want to do this, who you want to do it with, and when you want to do it should only come from you wishes, not the wishes of others.

And again, others shouldn't blame you for whether you did it or not.

Wen Zhe closed his eyes and sobbed softly, Rong Xuehuai looked at him with pity.

He quietly raised his hand, his fingers paused in mid-air for a moment, and lightly landed on Wen Zhe's messy strand of hair.

"I'm here, Qingqing." Rong Xuehuai said softly, "I will always be here."

After a while, Wen Zhe rubbed his tears on the pillow indiscriminately, looked at Rong Xuehuai with slightly red and swollen eyes, and smiled reluctantly: "I'm sorry, Xuehuai, I spoiled your interest today. .”

"Don't say such things." Rong Xuehuai sighed: "I never thought you would be so scared before, I should be the one who is extremely sorry. Qingqing, as long as you don't want to, we can never do this thing. "

Wen Zhe was still holding the quilt in his arms, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "Then do you go to someone else when you want to do it?"

"How is it possible?" Rong Xuehuai smiled: "We are partners. Isn't the default obligation of a partner to be loyal to each other? Or are you worried that I can't help it? We've been alone for hundreds of years, and nothing can't be restrained. "

Rong Xuehuai's body slid down, and he rested his head on another pillow: "Qingqing, the most important thing is that we love each other. It's very comfortable, but as long as I'm with you, there are many things that matter." Much more comfortable than this." He said softly, "For example, now, if you smile, I feel extremely satisfied."

Wen Zhe smiled lightly, very lightly, but at last he didn't feel the strong spirit he had just had.He paused for a while before asking: "Xue Huai, the person who was with you before..."

"I never had those people. I lied to you just now." Rong Xuehuai smiled: "Before you, I never loved anyone else. Apart from you, I have never been with anyone else, and I have never even thought about being with anyone else." Do this. There was no one else before, and there will be none after."

"Let's rest for a while." Rong Xuehuai said warmly: "I belong to you, we won't do such a thing again. Do you want me to lie here? Or do you want me to go down and make a bed?"

"Hug me." Wen Zhe demanded immediately: "Don't go, Xue Huai, my mind is messed up, let me think about it."

Rong Xuehuai finally got close to Wen Zhe, he stretched his arms, and pulled Wen Zhe, who was wrapped in a soft quilt, into his arms.Wen Zhe's quilt was wrapped so tightly that it looked like Rong Xuehuai was holding a big quilt.

After a long while, Wen Zhe finally got bored, and said in a difficult tone: "Xue Huai, we can actually do this."

"Don't force yourself."

"No." Wen Zhe said, "I can't reject you just because they hurt me. I also can't equate what you did to me with them, that's insulting you. Let's try, bit by bit Yes, try to do this."

"...Okay, but you have to remember, as long as you don't want to, you can stop at any time." Rong Xuehuai thought for a while, and then added: "Besides, Qingqing, would you like to be on top?"

Wen Zhe looked at Rong Xuehuai, and blinked a little at a loss: "No, of course I'm down there..."

"But I think changing your position will make you feel better?" Rong Xuehuai asked, "As long as you need..."

"Let me be down there." Wen Zhe insisted in a low voice, "Let me... let me only smell of you from now on."

The person in front of him was silent for a while, and then a soft kiss was printed on his forehead.

"If you change your mind, or if you don't want to do it again, you just say it." His beloved once again emphasized: "As long as you need it."

"En." Wen Zhe pulled out a hand from the tight quilt and hugged Rong Xuehuai back and forth. He closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and made the last request in this conversation: "Xue Huai , don’t ask me who they are? I will kill them with my own hands.”

"This matter, let me do it myself."

Be it the things on the bed or the past, I have to face it myself.Wen Zhe thought, I will never run away.

After all, there will no longer be a cold and hard wall behind him, but only a warm chest.

The temperature of that chest will give him endless strength.