Can you give me the broken impermanence?

The hand fell on his head, not very hard, but enough to make Song Qingming unable to leave.

Song Qingming's heart beat faster, and he didn't know how to explain his current behavior to Xie Yu, so he could only freeze his body, clinging to Xie Yu's chest, hoping that Xie Yu would give him a step down.

After waiting for a while, he heard Xie Yu ask lightly: "What sound did you hear?"

Song Qingming was taken aback, this question was beyond his expectation.

After a moment of silence, he replied: "I heard... your heartbeat."

Xie Yu smiled, his chest rose and fell slightly, and Song Qingming who was pressed against his chest felt it clearly.

Even Song Qingming felt the bitterness in the laughter.

Xie Yu: "In the past, there was a person who had never heard the sound of a heartbeat. He thought it was very novel, and he always listened to it while lying on my heart."

"Never heard a heartbeat?" Song Qingming thought it was strange: "Has he never felt his own heartbeat?"

Xie Yu: "He just likes to lie in my arms and listen to the voice in my chest."

Song Qingming always felt that this story was a bit strange, but it was not the most important thing for him.

What he cares most about is the phrase 'he just likes to nest in my arms'.

Song Qingming's heart ached when he could think of the picture of Xie Yu hugging that person.

He covered his heart with his hands, lowered his eyes, and endured the pain for a long time before asking: "Is he the one you keep in your heart but can't get?"

"Yes." Xie Yu replied happily.

Xie Yu answered very simply, which made Song Qingming even more uncomfortable.

Soon the discomfort turned into annoyance, Song Qingming propped himself up, and said coldly: "I'm not interested in your past."

After speaking, he lay back on the pillow and closed his eyes.

The room became silent.

After waiting for a long while, Xie Yu didn't make any more noises. Song Qingming thought he had fallen asleep again, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked sideways, but met Xie Yu's gaze.

At some point, Xie Yu had already turned sideways to face him, and was so close to him that even Song Qingming could feel his weak and cold breath.

There was only a palm distance between them, and Song Qingming could clearly see himself in those deep eyes.

Xie Yu looked at him silently, as if he was the only one in his heart.

Song Qingming's heart softened.

Xie Yu asked softly, "Why are you angry?"

Song Qingming lowered his eyes slightly, and argued with lack of confidence: "I'm not angry."

As if he didn't hear what he said, Xie Yu raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips, muttering: "You don't have to be angry with that person and me, there is no comparison between you."

I want to ask questions, but the fingertips on the cheeks are too gentle, and the words I want to ask roll back into my stomach just as they reach my mouth.

Forget it, there are some questions he hasn't figured out yet, so how can he ask Xie Yu.

"Sleep, I will always watch over you." Xie Yu's voice fell softly into his ears, wrapping him like soft and warm cotton.

Song Qingming suddenly felt sleepy. He opened his eyes and looked at Xie Yu. Seeing the lingering affection in Xie Yu's eyes, the tingling pain in his heart eased a lot, and it was also tainted with a little sweetness. Then he let go and slowly fell in love. upper eye.

Seeing Song Qingming fall into a deep sleep, the smile on Xie Yu's lips gradually faded, and after a while, his fingertips stroking Song Qingming's cheeks slid down.

Finally, he lifted a strand of Song Qingming's hair, stuck it to his lips, and said softly: "Fool, the person in my heart has always been you."

Xie Yu kissed that strand of hair, but she was still not satisfied.

People are greedy whether they are alive or dead.

The same is true for Xie Yu, he embraced the high moon to his side, kissed his lips, and began to plan to take his body, wanted his body, wanted to steal his heart, stole his heart, and started to steal his heart again. Extravagant dreams are often accompanied day and night.

I always feel that it is not perfect enough, I always feel that it is not enough, and I have to stay together for a long time before I will give up.

"In the underworld, the heartbeat is naturally not heard, but there is a secret that many people don't know. If Wuchang falls in love with someone and becomes obsessed, that heart can also be revived from the ashes. This is God's blessing to them. The last mercy of the broken soul..."

Xie Yu looked at Song Qingming who was sleeping soundly, slowly pulled him into his arms, buried his head on his neck, and greedily felt everything about this person: "Qingming, fall in love with me quickly, a person's life is short Decades, every day that passes, we lose one day, I really... waited too long, this heart that finally beats again, hurts for you every day."

After saying this, Xie Yu remained silent for a while, expecting to hear Song Qingming's answer.

But he knew very well that Song Qingming would not answer.

He only dared to say this quietly, and didn't dare to tell Song Qingming all this, because he was afraid that Song Qingming would find clues in his words, recall the past, and recall the real self.

Then, just like before, Wanhun was the leader and he was the last, and he was always able to resolutely leave him behind.

Thinking about it, Xie Yu let out a deep breath, never thought that even if he was dead, he would still feel depressed like a living person.

After a long time, Xie Yu's lips curved into a smile.

"Qingming, I feel so uncomfortable, in my dream, please let me have some sweets..."

In the gray sky, with the patter of light rain, the two people in the ruined temple hugged each other tightly in silence.

Song Qingming stood at the window, looking at the people in the ruined temple, his brows were tightly furrowed, he knew he was dreaming, but this time, he dreamed of Si Chen and Lu Fuyu.

Their stories made Song Qingming heartbroken.

It's not easy for two people to fall in love, let alone one in a million love at first sight, why can't there be a happy ending...

While looking at the two men sadly, Song Qingming suddenly noticed that the light rain above his head seemed to have stopped.

He looked up and saw the familiar umbrella blocking the falling rain, and then looked to his side.

Xie Yu, who was dressed in black, stood in the rain with a white oil-paper umbrella in his hand, like a fine ink painting, neither deep nor shallow, and every stroke was just right.

Seeing Xie Yu again in the dream, Song Qingming was no longer surprised.

Xie Yu smiled softly: "Go in, it's raining heavily."

Song Qingming looked outside the umbrella, and just about to say that the rain wasn't heavy, Xie Yu suddenly took his hand and trotted him into the ruined temple.

As soon as he stepped into the ruined temple, the light rain behind him turned into a torrential rain, and the sky became thunderous and lightning.

Song Qingming turned around and looked out the window, suddenly felt that this dream was more like being controlled by Xie Yu in the dream.

But this is obviously his dream? !

Xie Yu closed the door, and Song Qingming turned his head to look at the two people who were embracing each other in the ruined temple before, only to realize that there was no one else in the temple except him and Xie Yu.

Song Qingming: "They..."

Xie Yu interrupted him: "There are only two of us here."

Song Qingming looked at Xie Yu steadfastly, and finally stopped worrying about what was going on in this dream, walked slowly to Xie Yu's side, and sat in the corner with him.

Song Qingming watched the torrential rain outside through the window that leaked the wind.

In this dream, it was as if he and Xie Yu had replaced Si Chen and Lu Fuyu.

A thunderbolt exploded in the sky, Song Qingming threw away the thought again, he was not as afraid of thunder as Si Chen, so naturally he couldn't be afraid enough to hug Xie Yu.

Just as he was thinking, a hand suddenly reached out, pulling him over and hugging him tightly.

Being hugged by Xie Yu, Song Qingming panicked: "I, I'm not afraid of thunder, why are you hugging me?!"

Xie Yu pressed against his ear and said, "I'm afraid, hold me tight, okay?"

Song Qingming looked sideways, Xie Yu still had a faint smile on his face, and there was unconcealable anticipation in his eyes.

"You don't look like you're afraid of thunder." Song Qingming said in a cool tone.

Being exposed by him, Xie Yu didn't feel embarrassed, so he loosened Song Qingming's hand a little bit, and laughed lowly: "Qingming, don't you have anything to be afraid of?"

Song Qingming really thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head and said: "No."

Because he knew from childhood that no one would protect him, so he had no choice but to train himself not to be afraid of anything.

"Oh? Really..." The corners of Xie Yu's lips were still raised, but there was some other deep meaning in those eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden 'popping' sound from the direction of the door and window. Song Qingming was taken aback by the sound and looked over in panic.

Countless black hands were slapping on the window frantically, and the sound of knocking on the door was endless. Only the shadows of the hands could be seen, but no one was seen outside the window. Those hands seemed to appear out of thin air.

Song Qingming: "What happened?!"

Xie Yu's voice sank: "It's the starving ghosts. These guys are starving like crazy. They probably smelled the fragrance of your body and wanted to come in and eat you up."

"Me?" Song Qingming pointed at himself in shock: "Why do you want to eat me and don't want to eat you?"

Xie Yu's eyes were cold and dark, and a black curse mark slowly crawled down his forehead: "Don't forget, I used forbidden techniques, and I stink to them, so they naturally just want to eat you."

Song Qingming shivered, this time it was not a dream, but a nightmare! !

He hastily closed his eyes and muttered: "Wake up, wake up!"

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, the ruined temple was still in front of him, Xie Yu with the curse mark was still in front of him, and those hands were still outside the window.

Even though he knew it was a dream but couldn't wake up, Song Qingming was still scared, and hurriedly grabbed Xie Yu's arm: "Can't you clean them all up?"

Xie Yu shrugged: "There are too many starving ghosts outside, I can't deal with so many."

"Poor!" Song Qingming shook his shoulders and shouted: "Compared to Xie Yu outside the dream, you are too bad!"

For these words, Xie Yu expressed indifference, and some wanted to laugh.

He suppressed a smile and said in a deep voice: "Although I can't deal with them, I have a way to keep them from approaching you."

Song Qingming's eyes suddenly became bright: "Yes, your blood..."

"My blood can't deal with these starving ghosts." Xie Yu interrupted him: "The method I said is to copy the Diamond Sutra all over your body. They are afraid of the power of the Diamond Sutra, so naturally they dare not approach you gone."

Song Qingming Gao was stunned: "My body...is written all over the Diamond Sutra?"

Xie Yu nodded seriously.

Feeling something strange, Song Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are not playing tricks on me, are you?"

Xie Yu's expression was still sombre, and he didn't seem to be joking at all: "Believe it or not."

As if urging Song Qingming to answer, the hands outside the window became more and more urgent, and they were about to rush in. Song Qingming looked at those black hands, swallowed, and finally replied softly: "Although it is a dream... well, I believe you."

The corners of Xie Yu's lips curled up calmly.

"Then take off your clothes."

The author has something to say: Small Theater: In the ruined temple, Xie Yu hugged Song Qingming tightly, wanting to kiss her so deeply.Song Qingming blushed slightly, and saw the clay statue of the father-in-law in the center, and hurriedly pushed Xie Yu away.Song Qingming: "No way! Such a big statue looks at it!" Xie Yu: "It's just a statue, don't worry about it, kiss..." Song Qingming: "No!! This is the father-in-law of the land, how can I let him see these things? It's not clean!" Xie Yu: "...Okay, then don't let him see it." Song Qingming was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Xie Yu flicked his finger, and the land father-in-law's head exploded with a 'bang' It became powder.Xie Yu: "Okay, he can't see it anymore." Song Qingming: ...Grandfather of the Land: I have a word 'Gan', I don't know if I should say it or not.