The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

Ning Xingruan began to dream of Yu Su frequently.

Since returning to Quzhao City, he hadn't seen Yu Su in his dreams for a long, long time until the Lantern Festival.

The first time, he only saw a figure from the back, he saw Yu Su standing motionless in a black mist with his back facing him, he shouted loudly and wanted to run over, but he couldn't reach Yu Su In the end, he could only watch the figure get further and further away until it was engulfed by the black mist.

After waking up, Ning Xingruan panicked, but he couldn't do anything except worry.

Fortunately, after barely falling asleep at night, he saw that person again.

He was dressed in black and sat in a dilapidated small room, just sitting so quietly, Ning Xingruan looked at him and felt peaceful in his heart.

Again and again, Ning Xingruan didn't know what this meant, but he had an intuition that Yu Su was coming back soon.

From only looking at his back, to walking behind him step by step, the fingertips can touch the cool hair.

Ning Xingruan began to look forward to the coming of night, and hurried home every day after get off work, and would lie on the bed after a simple meal and wash, sometimes lying there would toss and turn, making it difficult to fall asleep, so he bought a lot of things to sleep.

For Ning Xingruan, in the past two years, only now is the happiest time for him. He has hope every day since he opens his eyes, and this house is no longer filled with palpitating emptiness. Thinking of seeing Yu Su when he came back to sleep, his heart was filled with joy.

From the first time he dreamed of Yu Su to the time he was able to walk behind Yu Su, two months passed. The weather gradually became hotter and short-sleeved long skirts began to appear on the street. It was almost three years since they parted.

Ning Xingruan and the little Taoist priest have become very good friends. The little Taoist priest learned that Ning Xingruan always dreamed of Yu Suhou, so he tried to ask some elders in the Taoist sect, but there was no precedent, and no one knew what it was what's the situation.

Ning Xingruan was not disappointed about this, he could afford to wait, three years had passed, and now he had seen the hope, so why not wait another three years.

On May [-]th, there were reports on the Internet about the upcoming supermoon at night, but Ning Xingruan was not interested at all, as usual, she washed up early and lay on the bed.

The whiter moonlight shines on the bedside table through the window panes than before, and he never glanced outside, silently reciting the mantra of clearing the heart, and slowly fell asleep.

In a daze, he still walked behind that figure. He knew that he couldn't go any further, so he just stood there quietly, looking at the figure in front of him, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

However, the person sitting on the chair moved.

Ning Xingruan didn't know how to react, she could only watch him get up, turn around, and walk out of the hut.

He couldn't see Yu Su's face clearly, and was about to get up and chase him out, but before he could move, his body floated out first, like a kite being pulled by a string, and the string on his body was tied to him. On the figure who walked out.

There was a thick black fog outside the small house. Ning Xingruan was floating in the fog, and could only see Yu Su's back looming in front of him. He was anxious and wanted to yell, but his body was out of control.

The fog never ends, Ning Xingruan doesn't know how long he drifted, finally, he heard a cry.

The cry of the baby pierced the endless silence in the black mist, and the frozen mist suddenly became agitated, tumbling and rolling, and it was no longer as dead silent as before.

In the rolling mist, Ning Xingruan returned to Yu Su's side again.

They stood on a cliff, the bottom was gray and lifeless, Ning Xingruan didn't know where it was, he turned his head to look at the people around him, his eyes touched the man's face, but he was terrified in his heart.

He couldn't see it, he knew that it was Yu Su standing beside him, but he couldn't see Yu Su's face, it was only hazy, as if it was covered by fog, and it seemed that it was like this.

Ning Xingruan stretched out his hand in a daze, wanting to touch the face that couldn't be seen clearly, but when the fingertip was about to touch it, there was a sudden sharp pain, and then everything in front of him was like shattered glass, Pieces collapsed.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Ning Xingruan was gasping for breath. The panic and fear left in the dream made his heart pound, and he couldn't think in the dream, but when he woke up, he remembered that the place where they were standing, he have ever been to.

When he was on the mountain, Yu Su took him to see the cliff at sunset.

Turning over and lying on his side, he was sleepless, looking at the moon outside the window, Ning Xingruan got up and opened the window, the moonlight sprinkled on his face, he walked out of the room and stood in the yard, the bright white moon hung on the top of the tree, faintly He seemed to see a figure under the corridor of the courtyard door with loose long hair, just like the first time he saw Yu Su.

Walking quickly, Ning Xingruan walked to the place where Yu Su stood on that rainy night, leaning against the railing, he seemed to smell a familiar smell in the air.

Ning Xingruan seemed to be able to feel that Yu Su was by his side, invisible and intangible, but he felt at ease.

He returned to the room, lay on the bed and closed his eyes quietly, and after falling asleep again, he appeared on the cliff again.

The difference is that this time he finally saw Yu Su's face, with crimson eyes and black lines all over his face, it was different from Yu Su at any time in his memory, such Yu Su was full of hostility, turned his head When she came, even though she knew that he was not looking at her, Ning Xingruan still felt palpitations.

Like a beast that chooses to eat people.

When Ning Xingruan looked at Yu Su like this, apart from the palpitation at first glance, there was only the distress that made him want to cry.

He thought of what the old Taoist said, and he also vaguely understood that the Yu Su in the dream now was the Yu Su before they didn't know each other.

He was imprisoned, his flesh was cut and bloodletted, and he couldn't leave that small ancestral hall for the rest of his life. In the end, he broke his ribs and split his soul.

He stretched out his hand, and this time he finally touched Yu Su's face, and there was obvious pain from his fingertips. The chill on Yu Su's body froze instantly, and his fingers subconsciously wanted to retract, but he forcibly held back.

Yu Su looked down the mountain, her eyes moved, Ning Xingruan followed his line of sight, but only saw a black mist.

There was a gust of wind in his ears, and the cold air hit his face. Ning Xingruan couldn't help closing his eyes. When he stood up again, he opened his eyes and saw himself standing in a very familiar room.

He looked around, looked out through the window, and finally determined that this was the old courtyard of Surabaya Village.

The baby's babbling sound drew his eyes back, and his eyes fell on the swaddling baby on the bed. Ning Xingruan had a complicated expression, awkward and somewhat curious.

The baby is him.

There was a faint voice coming from outside, Ning Xingruan's heart moved, and he subconsciously moved a step away. His parents passed away early, and he never remembered what they looked like when they were alive.

However, before he could think about whether to go out, the baby on the bed let out a hasty cry. When he turned his head, he saw Yu Su standing by the bed, stretching out his hand towards the swaddling baby.

Born with Dao bones, he is also born with Dao bones, and is a natural tonic for evil things.

Ning Xingruan's heart tightened, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yu Su's originally empty and indifferent eyes were now filled with deep and distorted longing.The slender fingers strangled the baby's soft neck, and the fingertips sank deeply into the tender flesh of the child.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

After a long time, when the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, Yu Su's expression twisted and struggled for a moment, and finally she let go of her palm, brushed it lightly, leaving some slight red marks, and then the baby stopped crying, scrambling for round eyes , babbled twice.

He was looking at Yu Su when suddenly his little fleshy hand stretched out and held his pale fingers.

"Yeah~"

The soft voice seemed to have magic power, causing the pale hand to tremble slightly, and then it stayed stiffly in mid-air.

Ning Xingruan looked at Yu Su, on the face that was originally full of hostility, now there was a tangled expression, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Seeing Yu Su like this, he couldn't help but smile.

Yu Su will not hurt this baby, no matter who he is, Ning Xingruan believes in him like this, but he also knows how painful Yu Su's nature will be if he endures this baby.

There was a creaking sound of the door being pushed open behind him, and Ning Xingruan saw Yu Su quickly pull out the finger that was being held, and then broke the fingertips, the black liquid lightly touched the baby's eyebrows, and then the two returned to the cliff again .

Through the black mist, Yu Suyao looked at the small village below the mountain, and regained that expression.

Ning Xingruan was with him. He didn't know how long Yu Su had been standing here. The sunrise and sunset seemed to be only a moment. When Yu Su moved again, Ning Xingruan found that he could not follow him. He walked behind the cliff in the small ancestral hall.

Standing blankly in front of the ancestral hall, looking at the black wooden door, Ning Xingruan felt heavy in his heart.

It turned out that the time when they were five years old was not the first time they met. It turned out that they had met so early.

The drop of black blood that Yu Su dabbed on his forehead was probably to protect him from being targeted by other evil things.

Feeling empty in her heart, Ning Xingruan desperately wanted to see Yu Su and hug him tightly.

Standing in the same place in a daze, time passed in a flash again. When the door of the ancestral hall opened, Ning Xingruan walked over quickly, and saw that Yu Su who came out was quite different from when he entered.

The red eyes returned to black, and the black lines on his face disappeared. At this moment, he seemed to be the Yu Su whom Ning Xingruan knew.

Ning Xingruan didn't know what happened in the ancestral hall, but he was very happy to see Yu Su back to normal.

Following Yu Su's side and seeing him alone day after day, he finally understood Yu Su's painstaking efforts, and he didn't dare to think about how Yu Su survived hundreds of years of loneliness.

Finally one day, the clear and clear children's voice came again from outside the ancestral hall.

Ning Xingruan saw her five-year-old self, and also saw a smile finally appear on Yu Su's expressionless face all day long.

He watched the past repeat itself, and accompanied Yu Su to watch the children grow up under the mountain until they left this small mountain village.

Watching my 20-something self come back again.

On the dark mountain road, with the breeze blowing, a man in a black robe and long hair stood by the side of the road, passing by the grown-up youth.

His eyes followed the young man's back, but the emotion in his eyes changed.

In the mountain temple, the red silk fluttered down, and the bright red covered the figure of the young man. His slender and pale fingers picked the edge of the red silk, and the red silk fluttered, revealing the young man's chin.

In the cemetery outside the village, the man caught the galloping young man and transformed them into shadows. They appeared on the stone bridge behind the mountain. He lied to people that they were the neighbor's bamboo horse, and took the young man's hand back home. Unfortunately, his subordinates The little devil who is not good at magic has ruined a good thing.

In the mountain temple, wearing a Taoist robe, he took the opportunity to hold the young man's warm hand openly.

……

Scenes flashed by, Ning Xingruan cried and laughed.

When the mountain temple collapsed, he finally ceased to be a spectator, and became a young man in red who ran out of the temple after being frightened, and fell straight into the arms of a long-haired man in the same red dress.

Holding the man's hand, Ning Xingruan sobbed.

Tears were gently wiped away, he opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on his hands.

In the still somewhat dim bedroom, he held those hands, warm, as if he could feel the blood flowing in the blood vessels under the skin, the hands of living people.

The man sitting by the bed leaned over and kissed his eyes lightly.