The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Trapped in his arms by a pair of strong arms, skin to skin, hair tangled in hair.

Very intimate.

Ning Xingruan couldn't accept the status quo for a while, and closed his eyes motionless.

... must be dreaming again.

However, the reality is cruel, his eyes are closed, but his consciousness is becoming more and more clear.

The skin next to him seemed to be burning, and he wailed in his heart, there was no way to go to the sky, and there was no way to go to the earth, and he wished he could disappear in place.

What, what should I do?How can I disappear from this bed without alarming Mr. Yu?

Anxiety, shame, embarrassment, and a trace of inexplicable emotions made Ning Xingruan's thoughts like a ball of hemp rope, unable to think.

The presence of the palm on the waist was too strong, and the temperature of the palm was transmitted to the skin through the thin fabric of the underwear, and he felt that the skin didn't belong to him anymore.

Just as he quietly stretched his hand into the quilt with the gentlest movement, gently hooked a finger of that hand, and wanted to put it down while the owner of the hand was unconscious, there was a heavy breathing sound above his head, the last thing he wanted to see The situation happened.

Mr. Yu woke up.

At this moment, he was more embarrassed than when he just woke up and found himself in Mr. Yu's arms. His thoughts had already flown to nowhere, and finally fell on a question, can we still be good friends in the future?

The palm on the waist was slowly raised, and then there was no movement. Ning Xingruan knew that Mr. Yu was probably too shocked to think, and the two of them just maintained this strange posture, silent for a long time.

"It's my fault." The hoarse voice was full of apology, Mr. Yu finally moved, he turned sideways gently, and carefully opened the distance between the two, but his left arm was still under Ning Xingruan's neck, no matter how much he moved After that, the two remained inseparable.

He seemed a little at a loss, lost his usual calm and self-possession, and repeated the words: "It's my fault."

Ning Xingruan raised his head slowly, moved his neck back with a stiff neck, and the two separated completely.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, took a deep breath before trying to pretend he didn't care, and forced an awkward smile from the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, it's normal, we are all friends, us, don't be polite to me."

As soon as he uttered the words without knowing the so-called, Ning Xingruan gritted his teeth again in annoyance, pinched himself hard with the hand hidden under the blanket, what was he talking about!

But Mr. Yu will definitely understand what he means, everyone forgets about this, and we will still be friends in the future!

"It's because I feel guilty." Mr. Yu didn't say in the direction he imagined, but sighed lightly with guilt.

In astonishment, Ning Xingruan raised her head and looked at him, and her gaze fell into his eyes.Those eyes were full of emotions that Ning Xingruan didn't dare to understand, and they hit him deeply.

The atmosphere is a little different.

Ning Xingruan leaned against the pillow, his heart seemed to be a little abnormal, and inexplicable emotions filled his heart, he felt that he might not be able to control the corners of his mouth.

The reluctance to admit it made him cough twice, and then he concealed his abnormal expression. He pretended to be relaxed and said: "...It's all trivial things, Mr. Yu doesn't need to take it to heart."

"Do you really not mind? I was the one who went too far last night." Mr. Yu looked at him worriedly.

last night?

Ning Xingruan was a little stuck, he frowned, intermittent memories slowly emerged in his mind.

last night, last night...

Even if he only remembered a part of it vaguely, Ning Xingruan's whole body would explode in an instant.

He only remembered that when he was half asleep and half awake, Mr. Yu came to him, reached out and pinched his earlobe, and then carried him from the study to the bed?

The memory after that was even more blurred. He seemed to be falling asleep. He only vaguely felt that the clothes on his body were pulled away, and something cool was moving on his body. Later, someone coaxed him softly, and he couldn't remember it anymore.

He stared blankly at Mr. Yu who had a guilty expression and gloomy eyes, not knowing how to react at this time.

Mr. Yu covered his eyes with his hands, sighed softly, seemed to be laughing at himself, and felt a little lonely, he got up slowly, with his face slightly turned towards the direction outside the bed, and said in a gloomy tone: "I didn't mean it... just It's a special situation and I can't control myself. But I have done something irreparable, if you are angry, I am willing to make amends in any way."

After he finished speaking, he got up quickly, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and stopped when he walked to the door, but he didn't turn around.

"I asked Uncle Liu to prepare clean clothes. Get up and go to your room to wash up."

Watching the door close, shutting Mr. Yu's back from the door, Ning Xingruan felt a sour pain in his heart.He was just a little dazed and didn't have time to come back to his senses to speak, and he didn't mean that.

Moreover, Mr. Yu said that it was a special situation that he could not control himself, and he already understood five or six points in his heart.Although he was half asleep and half awake last night, Mr. Yu's performance in his memory was very different from usual, and he didn't look like the same person at all.

The drunk-like state is probably the reason why Mr. Yu never wants to see people when he is uncomfortable.

In this way, everything can be explained.

Why do you choose to cultivate in this deserted mountain with a wealthy family? You are not used to meeting outsiders. Why do you always look cold when you are gentle with others?

Ning Xingruan knew that it was possible that he had overcompensated, but when he thought of even a little such possibility, he still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

Looking at the half-empty bed, he felt empty and hurt.

He didn't see Mr. Yu when he went out, so he hesitated for a moment, walked to the door of the study and looked inside, but there was no one there, so he left the main hall in frustration.

Back in the wing room, Uncle Liu had already brought over the set of daily clothes he had changed and washed.

Ning Xingruan's mind was full of the lonely back of Mr. Yu when he left, so he hurriedly took a shower and changed his clothes before taking the initiative to find Uncle Liu and ask where Mr. Yu was.

Uncle Liu was surprised and said, "It's not in the dining room. I told you yesterday that Mr. Yu will be fine if he takes a rest."

Ning Xingruan put his heart back into his stomach, came to the dining room, saw the figure at the dining table, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and sat next to Mr. Yu as usual.

There was silence.

Mr. Yu still only focused on the soup in front of him, as if to avoid suspicion, this time he did not pick up any food for Ning Xingruan, and the atmosphere of embarrassment spread.

Ning Xingruan didn't know what was going on, his nose suddenly felt sore, he lowered his head and whispered: "I want to drink soup."

The person beside him seemed to be stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to respond: "Okay."

Then he stretched out a bowl of soup and put it in front of him.

Ning Xingruan's eyes moved along the hand holding the soup bowl to his face, and saw that his originally gloomy expression slowed down, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

So he took the soup bowl and thanked him with a smile as usual.

As if nothing happened, the two tacitly stopped mentioning last night's accident.

It's just that Ning Xingruan still noticed some changes in the relationship between the two, like a piece of paper pasted in a gap in a bank, and water will always leak out.

In the afternoon, Mr. Yu took him out the door.

There is a path behind the house. Walking along the path into the woods, you will soon see an uneven grassland, and there is actually a thin stream of water flowing down from the side cliff. There is a deep pool between the cliff and the cliff.

In his memory, the only stream near the village was the small stream on the road to the back mountain. The water flow should flow down the crevice of the mountain to the underground river.

Across the grass, along a sloping road, at the highest point of the cliff, Ning Xingruan saw a very delicate pavilion, Mr. Yu pulled him and walked straight towards the pavilion.

The grass was a bit slippery, Ning Xingruan followed behind Mr. Yu, stepping on his footprints carefully, not wanting to slip his feet and step on the stone hidden under the grass.The stone was covered with moss, his feet slipped, and he threw himself forward uncontrollably.

Mr. Yu turned around to catch him, and helped him stand firmly. He didn't let go, but went down and grabbed Ning Xingruan's wrist, and gently pulled, motioning him to go forward with him. Walk.

There is no guardrail on the path, Mr. Yu walked on the outside, stretched out his hand to support Ning Xingruan from behind, and took a step behind to carefully protect him as he walked up.

The road was very narrow, and it was almost impossible for two people to stand side by side. Although Ning Xingruan tried his best to walk close to the stone wall, Mr. Yu put his hands between his arms and the stone wall, almost hugging him completely in his arms.

Ning Xingruan's cheeks were a little hot, he wanted to say that the slip and fall just now was really just an accident, he is not a child anymore, so he doesn't need to be so careful.However, it is very embarrassing that he seems to be a little bit reluctant to feel this way...

After climbing up the small pavilion, Ning Xingruan was in a trance, looking at the clouds dyed golden red, his mouth grew slightly.

"It's so beautiful!" He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, the layers of clouds were smudged by the setting sun, from far to near, from deep to shallow, and the gorgeous rays of light cast a layer of light on the mountains under the clouds.

It's really like a beautiful painting.

Ning Xingruan turned around and wanted to share the joy of seeing this scene, but saw Mr. Yu standing beside him, not looking at the beautiful sunset, but looking at him for a moment.

He didn't flinch, and just looked at Mr. Yu like that.

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

Mr. Yu suddenly stretched out his hand, Ning Xingruan didn't blink his eyes, his heart beat suddenly a little faster, and then his cool fingertips landed on his right eyebrow, and plucked a grass sprout.

Ning Xingruan: ...

What does it mean to be slightly disappointed in my heart.

Mr. Yu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, Ning Xingruan thought maybe he was showing his disappointment?Now his face became hotter and hotter, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Putting his hand on the top of his head and rubbing it lightly, he heard Mr. Yu laughing softly.

It seemed that it was the first time I heard Mr. Yu laugh out loud, Ning Xingruan tilted his head slightly, and his peripheral vision fell on his face.Those beautiful eyes, which were always indifferent, were now filled with a smile, which was more beautiful than the gorgeous sunset.

The back of his neck was slightly cold, and Mr. Yu's palm was pressed against his skin. Seeing Mr. Yu's smile slightly retracted, he asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." Ning Xingruan nodded blankly. He didn't know whether Mr. Yu was asking about the sunset or himself, but his answer was naturally not for the beautiful sunset behind him.

The smile on Mr. Yu's face deepened, he leaned over, and gently kissed Ning Xingruan between the eyebrows.

Cool and soft.

Ning Xingruan was completely dumbfounded. He stretched out his hand and touched the space between his brows blankly. The only thought in his mind was that Mr. Yu's lips are so soft...

Dizzy, he was led down the cliff, and all the so-called beautiful scenery was forgotten in the small pavilion. Ning Xingruan only had beautiful eyes and soft kisses in his mind.

When he dropped the last stone, he staggered again, but this time Mr. Yu held his hand to protect him in his arms from the beginning to the end.

When passing by the pool, he suddenly saw a very narrow crack on the cliff, through the crack, there seemed to be a small house behind it, with black walls, black pillars, and black doors.

Although it is small, its shape seems to be very similar to the dormitory of the ancestral hall in the village.Just as he was about to poke his head to look, his face was blocked by a hand, and he turned back slightly.

"What are you looking at?"

Ning Xingruan blushed and said, "You see there is a house behind that, what is that?"

Mr. Yu squinted slightly to look over, and said with a smile, "What?"

Ning Xingruan pointed to the cliff: "It's in that crack, the black house."

He turned his gaze, but found that there was no crack beside the running water, just a piece of dead vine drooping from above, which had already withered.

"The sun is setting, the sky is too dark, let's go back." Mr. Yu obviously saw the ayahuasca, and said with a slightly funny tone.

Ning Xingruan was confused, really dazzled.

At night, after staying in the study until very late, Ning Xingruan returned to the room.

After a simple wash, he lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his face was empty for a while, and flushed for a while.

what is this?

So... have a boyfriend?

It's just that Mr. Yu didn't say it clearly.

Is it a little fast.

He counted with his fingers, and it's only been a few days since he came and went!

This, this does not seem to be too fast, but a bit ridiculously fast.

Ning Xingruan gradually calmed down, thinking about it, he and Mr. Yu are different from ordinary people.

He met Mr. Yu again and again at the most desperate time. He was chased by strange noises in the heavy rain and ran into the mountains in a panic. It was Mr. Yu who took him in.

Along the creek, encountering ghosts hitting the wall, exhausted and desperate, it was Mr. Yu who appeared in front of him.

In the mountain temple, it was Mr. Yu who took him away.

And in the deep mountains, he didn't get lost, but knocked on the door of Mr. Yu's courtyard accurately, this is fate!

Ning Xingruan knew that he was talking nonsense, but he couldn't help but be filled with joy when he thought of this coincidence.

But, what about Mr. Yu, is it because he is good-looking?The only person who has been close to him in recent years?

He rested his hands on his pillow, maybe he should ask Mr. Yu clearly.

Although Ning Xingruan has a soft temper, he has always been a decisive person. He doesn't want to be unclear about this kind of matter.

But he's definitely not being selfish...

Ning Xingruan took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and slowly fell asleep.

The faint but ear-piercing scream made Ning Xingruan open his eyes from sleepiness.

He was lying on an open grass field, under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the outlines of the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees.Ning Xingruan stood up and looked in the direction of the screams.

Crashing, it's the sound of running water.

It was the back mountain meadow where he and Mr. Yu went in the afternoon.

In the darkness, the water reflected moonlight, making it brighter than the rest of the place, and he saw a dark shadow beside the water.

Ning Xingruan was flustered, he didn't dare to look carefully, he always felt that there must be something terrible hidden in the black shadow.

The suffocation made him a little out of breath, and he turned around in a hurry, trying to find his way back quickly.

However, he turned around and took two steps. In front of him was the cliff, and he walked to the front of the cliff.

The black shadow finally appeared, not withered vines, but a thin crack.