The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

The scarlet eyes covered half of the black lines on his face, Ning Xingruan stared straight at this strangely turned face, his mind was very confused.

The vague memory broke through the barrier, and he remembered what happened in the ancestral hall on the mountain, the male ghost... and Daoist Qingxuan.

The man pinched his chin with his hand and snorted, "I caught you again, what should I do?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit Ning Xingruan's lips fiercely, and there was a sharp pain. Ning Xingruan knew that his lips must have been bitten to the skin.

After biting, he gently wiped away the blood from the wound with his tongue, and then pried open Ning Xingruan's lips and teeth. The merciless offensive made Ning Xingruan unable to breathe, and his consciousness, which was already a little unconscious due to exhaustion, became more and more serious. Chaos, blackness in front of my eyes.

Aware of Ning Xingruan's situation, the man relieved him, but he never let him go.

I don't know how long it took, the coolness on his body disappeared, Ning Xingruan gained some strength, and raised his hand to hold the hand pinching his chin, trying to pull him away, but the strength he had just recovered was only It was enough for him to raise his hand, and as soon as he softly touched the man's hand, he was grabbed and pressed to the ground.

The man finally let him go, raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his red eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

His body was getting hotter and hotter. Those patterns and lines under his body were like fire. The high temperature touched his skin, and he couldn't help but want to get up. However, as soon as he moved, his shoulders were held down by both hands. The man His complexion sank: "Lie down well and don't move."

Ning Xingruan couldn't hear his words, his body was so hot that he seemed to have fallen into magma, even though his shoulders were pressed, he still struggled, until his body sank and his whole body was pressed, he was forced to stop. down.

Panting heavily, Ning Xingruan looked at the person on top of him and couldn't help begging for mercy: "Let me go, it hurts... Mr. Yu, I hurt so much..."

The man's evil expression turned into helplessness, and his frowning brows were full of distress. He lowered his head and kissed Ning Xingruan's forehead: "You have to endure the pain."

Seeing that it was useless to beg for mercy, Ning Xingruan twisted his body vigorously again, struggling hard.

After a lot of tossing, sweat beaded like water on his forehead, and strands of wet hair stuck to his skin, looking pitiful.

When the ground temperature returned to normal, Ning Xingruan's body relaxed, and he no longer had the strength to make any movements.

The robe on his body was already struggling and crumpled into a ball, he turned away his face and closed his eyes wearily, his chest heaved violently, like a fish that was exhausted and dying.

The weight on his body disappeared, the sound of footsteps went away and returned to him again, his lips felt cold, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the man put the straw against his lips.

Ning Xingruan, whose thoughts were chaotic, opened his mouth subconsciously, the familiar sweet smell made him pause, and just stopped, the straw in his mouth moved, the man looked at him, frowned slightly and urged silently.

After drinking the water in the bottle, Ning Xingruan became more and more sleepy. He tried his best to look at the man with his eyelids open: "Mr. Yu, you... what's wrong with your face?"

He raised his hand to touch the face in front of him, but just as he raised his hand, it slid down weakly, and was caught by the man's hand before it fell to the ground.

Holding his hand and gently touching his face, the man raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, aren't you afraid of me?"

Ning Xingruan showed guilt: "Yes...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Hearing this, the man's expression suddenly sank, and he rubbed Ning Xingruan's forehead with his hand: "Remember?"

Ning Xingruan blinked, he remembered, after a round of alternating hot and cold in this formation, it seemed as if a wall in his mind collapsed with his tossing, and those inexplicably forgotten memories were immediately returned return.

Looking at the black lines on Yu Su's face, he felt anxious. Last time he was on the mountain, he found that when Yu Su had black lines on his face, his personality was always very different from usual. However, after going down the mountain, Yu Su was always normal, and he also Forget about this matter completely, otherwise you must ask clearly.

When the memory came back, he immediately understood that Yu Su found him this time to complete his plan to change his fate against the sky.Seeing those black lines reappear on Yu Su's face now, how could he not be worried.

However, before he could ask, the red-eyed Yu Su sighed softly, covered his eyes with his hands, and then he lost consciousness as his eyes darkened.

Then, day and night, he woke up intermittently several times, and only had time to look at the figure sitting beside him before falling into a coma again.

The vague coldness and scorching heat on his body still appear alternately, and every time a round ends, he will taste the familiar sweetness in his mouth.

He couldn't remember how many times he woke up, and he didn't know how long it had been, until he opened his eyes again, and he saw a piece of white snow.

"Mr. Yu?" He realized that he hadn't fallen back asleep, opened his mouth, and squeezed out a sound from his rusty throat.

The figure looked back, the black lines on his face were still there, but his expression was as gentle as usual. He reached out to touch Ning Xingruan's cheek, and suddenly there was a comfortable smile on his face.

It was the first time that Ning Xingruan saw him smiling so heartily, as if all the burdens on his body had been lifted, and only joy remained.

However, he couldn't be happy no matter what, Dou Da's tears kept falling, and he was sobbing and unable to speak.

Yu Su in front of him was already covered in white hair.

He struggled to get up, but his soft body did not live up to it. In the end, he could only forcefully plunge into Yu Su's arms. Yu Su raised his hand to protect him, and patted his back. He raised his head when he was black, grabbed a strand of his hair, and said with a sob: "You, what should I do, what should I do?"

Yu Su took the lock of hair from him, and asked with a puzzled face, "What should I do?"

"The hair is gray, you, are you going to...disappear? No, you can't do this, you can't do this!" Ning Xingruan grabbed the front of his chest with such force that his fingertips turned bloodless.

Yu Su was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and then said: "Who are you listening to? It's just a two-year recuperation, why did it disappear?"

"Really?" Ning Xingruan couldn't believe him, but couldn't help but want to grasp that glimmer of hope.

Yu Su rubbed his hair: "Of course it's true, how could I have tried my best to save you, but left you alone in this world, if it's cheaper, wouldn't it be a big loss for others?"

Ning Xingruan lowered his head and bit his shoulder fiercely after Wenyan, and said in a hateful voice, "Speaking like this makes me angry, if you really disappear, can I still live to find someone else?"

"I was wrong, I should fight." Yu Su said, raised her hand and patted her face, and looked at Ning Xingruan with an expression of knowing her mistake and changing it.

Ning Xingruan snorted twice, but she wasn't really angry. In the end, she still leaned into Yu Su's arms with attachment, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and her head kept rubbing against his chest.

"Okay, okay, go to sleep, your body also needs to rest for one to two years before you can fully recover." Yu Su kissed his ear and instructed softly.

Ning Xingruan immediately felt sleepy after hearing this, he yawned, and soon fell asleep in Yu Su's arms.

Half asleep and half awake, he felt himself being hugged, and after a slight jolt, he lay down on the soft bed.

Turning over to the right as usual, he rolled into a familiar embrace, and instinctively reached out to hug the person beside him, showing a reassuring smile.

In his sleep, Ning Xingruan suddenly smelled a familiar smell, and he couldn't think, but he instinctively rejected it and snorted a few times to avoid it.

However, the more he wanted to wake up, the more he couldn't wake up. He couldn't even tell whether the smell appeared in his dream or was really by his side.

In the haze, he vaguely saw some flames surrounding him in the darkness, and the figure with his back to him was placing some flames on the bedside cabinet.

The green smoke from burning incense filled the whole room, and the smell was almost so strong that it was a bit pungent. Ning Xingruan let out an ah. He thought of it when he woke up. He suddenly lost a memory. It was related to incense sticks, and seeing Yu Su lighting so many at once, he couldn't understand why.

The figure turned around and got on the bed, reached out to hug him, put his head in his arms, and comforted him softly: "Sleep, sleep well, I'm here."

Ning Xingruan was powerless to resist, no matter how unwilling he was, he finally fell asleep in Yu Su's arms.