Can you give me the broken impermanence?

After Song Qingming finished asking, Xie Yu was stunned for a long time.

After a long time, Xie Yu came back to his senses and hurriedly asked: "Aren't you angry?"

Song Qingming frowned and said, "A bunch of candied haws doesn't make me angry, but I'm a little surprised why you became stingy in your dream? If you want to keep it out of the dream, you will definitely give me a bunch of candied haws."

Xie Yu looked at him, and finally laughed out loud: "I said I kiss you, are you not angry?"

Realizing that he got the question wrong, Song Qingming paused for a moment, then turned his face and said vaguely: "I've had so many strange dreams, I'm used to it."

"Are you used to it?" Xie Yu's tone became meaningful.

Before Song Qingming could figure out what that meant, Xie Yu tilted his head slightly and pecked his forehead lightly, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "How about this? You won't be angry?"

"You..." Song Qingming looked surprised.

Xie Yu didn't give him a chance to continue, so he pecked lightly on his right cheek again, and asked, "How about this?"

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu stupidly, his temper was not good enough to endure Xie Yu's frivolity two or three times.

But why, he can't raise his hand to push this guy away now?

Seeing that Song Qingming hadn't spoken for a long time, Xie Yu lowered his head and gently held his lips.

Like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, this kiss caused ripples in Song Qingming's heart. He tried to calm down, correct, and amend.

But the ripples can never be smoothed out by hand, they will only become more and more chaotic, just like the throbbing in his heart at the moment, he can't lie.

He seems... really doesn't hate Xie Yu, including this kiss.

It was taken gently at first, but soon Xie Yu realized that Song Qingming was in a daze, and he bit Song Qingming's lips unwillingly.

Song Qingming groaned in pain, frowned and looked into Xie Yu's eyes.

"Now you belong to me, so you can only look at me, listen to me, and feel me." Xie Yu said against the corner of his lips.

Following Xie Yu's words, Song Qingming's eyes trembled slightly, and when Xie Yu deepened the kiss, he started to act according to Xie Yu's words, feeling the person in front of him.

Xie Yu was like the first thunderbolt on a spring night, splitting away the darkness and bringing the cycle of four seasons in his heart.

His breathing was intermittent, and his mind was in a trance. After the long and passionate kiss was over, he had already lay down in the sea of ​​flowers with Xie Yu, his hair and the corners of his clothes were covered with the fragrance of flowers.

Song Qingming frowned slightly, looked at Xie Yu and murmured: "I don't understand, why do I always dream about you recently? Or are these strange dreams? It shouldn't be..."

The corners of Xie Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he whispered in his ear: "Didn't it mean that dreams come from the heart? Maybe I'm your spring dream in a lonely night, or the demon in your heart, but whether it's Which one, isn't it what you want, that's why I'm here?"

What he wants? !

Song Qingming was shocked by this statement.

Regardless of the shock on his face, Xie Yu lowered his head and kissed him again, and reached out to untie his belt.

Song Qingming was a little flustered, while enduring the hot kiss, he stretched out his hand and wrestled with Xie Yu on the belt. It seemed to be his last line of defense. If he untied it, he would really fall on Xie Yu, and he would never be able to turn back. up.

But in terms of dexterity, he really can't compare to Xie Yu.

Xie Yu just shook him twice, then took advantage of the gap to tear off the belt and put his hand inside.

It was clearly a dream, but Song Qingming seemed to feel the coldness of Xie Yu's palm.

Knowing that he couldn't defend this line of defense, Song Qingming turned his face to avoid Xie Yu's kiss, panting slightly and said: "No, I'm afraid, please let me go."

The pink on Song Qingming's face extended all the way to his neck, and there was a layer of misty water vapor hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he said pitifully that he was afraid... Xie Yu thought, it seems that this guy really doesn't know. He didn't want to let it go even more.

He gritted his teeth, many thoughts collided with Xie Yu's rationality, but when he thought of Song Qingming's angry appearance, he really couldn't do anything excessive to him.

Don't worry, he has been waiting for hundreds of years, and he has enough patience. If he can pick off the high moon once, he can pick it off a second time.

What he knows best is to grind this person a little bit, and then get into his heart.

Xie Yu took a deep breath: "Okay, but I can only let you go if you come and kiss me."

Hearing this, Song Qingming stared angrily at him. He couldn't bear threats from others the most, but just as he stared at him, Xie Yu's hand moved again, causing his body to freeze immediately.

Xie Yu smiled, but his tone was domineering. "kiss Me."

Song Qingming felt that he was going to die of anger, Xie Yu in the dream was a big bastard.

Why can't I wake up from this dream! !

When he felt that Xie Yu was about to move again, Song Qingming hurriedly raised his hand to hook Xie Yu's neck, and hooked him in front of him.

"Xie Yu, you bastard!"

He cursed angrily, and after he finished cursing, he sealed Xie Yu's lips with a kiss.

This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss someone, he was flustered and disorderly, and his heart wanted to jump out of his chest.

After letting go of Xie Yu for a while, he saw the satisfaction in Xie Yu's eyes.

Then Xie Yu stuck to his ear and said softly: "Thank you for the hospitality, little master."

These words seem familiar.

No one has ever called Song Qingming the little master, but he has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Something flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly wanted to grab it, but something kept blocking him.

Before he could think about it, the sea of ​​flowers around him began to gradually become blurred, his consciousness drifted up and down for a while, and then he felt as if something was gently tapping his lips, one after another.

Sweet, with the taste of hawthorn...

Song Qingming opened his eyes suddenly, and what fell into his eyes was Xie Yu's smiling face. Obviously this guy smiled very gently, but because of the dream just now, Song Qingming had the urge to hit him.

Xie Yu held a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and gently patted Song Qingming's lips with the candied haws. Seeing that he was awake, he moved his hand away and asked softly, "Are you awake? Why did you dream that your face is so red?"

Song Qingming sat up suddenly, pulled the quilt and moved to the side of the bed in a panic: "Why did you come in?!"

"I'm here to make amends. It's my fault that the joke went too far today," Xie Yu said.

The tone was sincere and sincere, two completely different people from Xie Yu in the dream.

Because of this, Song Qingming's thoughts were twisted into a ball, and he couldn't figure it out. Such dreams made him very confused. Dreams and reality were always confused.

He thought, it must be because of Xie Yu's jokes during the day that caused him to have such a dream.

But although the joke was made by Xie Yu, the dream was made by himself, just like what Xie Yu said in the dream, dreams are born from the heart, and he only dreamed of it if he wanted to be like Xie Yu...

So, did he break his sleeve? !

As soon as this idea popped up, Song Qingming immediately panicked, knelt down on the bed, covered himself with the quilt and screamed. "ah--!!"

When he poked his head out from under the quilt again, he happened to meet the shocked Xie Yu.

Xie Yu: "Qingming, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingming looked away erratically, and replied vaguely: "It's okay...don't worry about me, I'm already a little crazy..."

Hearing what he said, Xie Yu said seriously: "You are fine, but I shouldn't be making trouble with you today, are you still angry?"

Seeing Xie Yu's apologetic expression, Song Qingming covered himself in the quilt again and screamed.

He really couldn't accept that he was the one who had the wrong idea! !

After a while, he pretended to be calm and poked his head out: "I'm not angry anymore, go back to sleep."

Hearing that he said he wasn't angry, Xie Yu's smile deepened: "Of course there must be a gift to make an apology, and this is for you."

As he spoke, he handed the candied haws in his hand to Song Qingming.

He stared at the candied haws in a daze, and after a while raised his hand to hold it. Seeing him take it, Xie Yu got up and prepared to leave.

Song Qingming's eyes fell on the candied haws.

On the first hawthorn, I was bitten...

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingming called Xie Yu quickly.

Xie Yu turned around and looked at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Xie Yu suspiciously: "You just...didn't do anything while I was asleep, did you?"

Xie Yu's smile paused for a moment, but he quickly replied calmly: "Why do you ask like that?"

Song Qingming said in a deep voice: "I had a dream just now, in the dream you also ate candied haws, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Xie Yu didn't answer his question, but instead asked: "Oh? Qingming dreamed about me? What did you dream about?"

"A... dream, dream..."

Song Qingming suddenly became confused again, and the thoughts he had just sorted out were disrupted again.

His dream cannot be told to outsiders, let alone Xie Yu.

Finally, he panickedly pointed at the candied haws and said, "Did you bite this?!"

Xie Yu looked at the candied haws, thought for a while and said, "I want to taste if it's sour. If it's too sour, I won't give it to you. Fortunately, it's sweet. The first one will be mine."

After speaking, he leaned closer, opened his mouth and bit the first hawthorn, and bit down from the wooden stick.

Song Qingming's eyes widened, fixedly staring at Xie Yu's lips, stained with the luster of molasses, immediately reminding Song Qingming of the lingering kiss in his dream.

When his thoughts returned to his head, Xie Yu was no longer in the room.

Holding up the candied haws, he shook his head in dismay.

Song Qingming!Have you really broken your sleeve? ! !

The next morning they got into the carriage and set off for Luzhou.

Because Song Qingming didn't sleep well last night, the dark circles under his eyes fell to his cheeks, and he looked more haggard than he used to be.

Xie Yu looked at him worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Song Qingming didn't dare to look at Xie Yu's face, so he could only look out the window and reply weakly: "It's okay."

Xie Yu asked again: "Did the candied haws last night taste good?"

Song Qingming originally wanted to say that it was not delicious, but when he was in a trance, he blurted out the truth: "It's delicious."

"Great." Xie Yu said with a smile.

Song Qingming glanced at Xie Yu's face, and couldn't help clenching his teeth.

Xie Yu!Can such a pretty face not be used indiscriminately and smile at others!What's the use of being so good-looking to him, a short-lived ghost! !

The carriage drove for another day, and arrived at Luzhou in the evening. The coachman often took the road from Siliang to Luzhou, so he was familiar with Luzhou, so he directly sent them to an inn they often visited.

Xie Yu got out of the carriage first, and wanted to pick up Song Qingming, but when Song Qingming saw his outstretched hand, he flinched subconsciously, and in the end he didn't dare to reach out to support Xie Yu, and jumped down by himself holding the carriage.

With this jump, the cuff just scraped against the protruding nail of the carriage, and directly cut a hole in the sleeve.

The coachman looked at his sleeve: "My lord, your sleeve..."

Hearing the word 'sleeve', Song Qingming panicked.

"You, you, you are the only one who has broken sleeves! I am not broken sleeves!!"

After finishing speaking, he realized that Xie Yu, the coachman, and a few passers-by on the street were all looking at him in surprise.

Coachman: "My lord, what I want to say is that your sleeve was torn by a nail..."

Song Qingming: …

With a flushed face, he turned and walked forward, embarrassed to look at anyone around him again.

Xie Yu had a smile in his eyes, and turned to pay the driver.

Song Qingming walked forward in a daze.

The sky was getting darker, and there were only a few scattered people on the street. Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.

"drive!"

"Master, slow down! Be careful not to bump into someone!"

"Shut up, you don't have to worry about my business!"

Just as he was talking, a cat jumped out from nowhere, ran up to the galloping horse, and ran away with a 'meow' sound. The man ran forward frantically.

Song Qingming heard chaotic sounds from a long distance away, and when he saw a runaway horse running towards him, he didn't panic at all.

The horse was still some distance away from him, and he could safely avoid it.

Thinking this way, he leaned to the side.

Who would have thought that the man on the horse had suffered from some serious illness, and instead of going on the road with no one in front of him, he pulled the rein and changed the direction of the horse's head, and galloped straight towards Song Qingming again.

Seeing the horse running towards him, Song Qingming was dumbfounded.

This is so unlucky that you can choke on the wind even if you take a good breath, right? !

Just as he was thinking, Xie Yu pulled him behind him, watched the horse rush towards him, raised his foot and kicked the horse's head fiercely, even the horse and the people on the horse were all kicked out.

Song Qingming stared blankly at the person standing in front of him, and after a while, his face became more and more ugly.

Why does he seem to be...

Xie Yu is getting more and more pleasing to the eye? ! !

The author has something to say: Small Theater: Past: Song Qingming: I see Xie Yu coveting my beauty, he must be an old critic!Now: Song Qingming: The old pervert is actually me? ! !