Night Talk Hundred Stories

Hei Yao stood on a vast expanse of white snow, looked around blankly, but all he saw was a frightening blankness, he took a few steps forward unconsciously, but found that this place seemed to have no end at all.

Suddenly, a small black spot appeared in front of his eyes, and when the black spot got closer, Hei Yao saw that it was a wolf——

It is the self when he was young.

The lonely little wolf was running tirelessly on the snow, and it didn't know where it was going. It seemed that it was just instinct, and its eyes were empty.

But after watching for a while, Hei Yao felt a little bored, that lonely figure made him feel depressed, and was about to look away, when suddenly a voice sounded, with a wicked smile, he said loudly:

"In the beginning, it was only you..."

Hei Yao's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced around fiercely, without making a sound.

But the voice didn't stop, as if it was whispering close to his ear, this time it softened and said: "Ah... you mean that boy..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hei Yao saw the little wolf in front of him lowering his head and lovingly licking a small grass bud in front of him. The tender grass blade did not avoid it, but leaned closer to it very closely, and was very close to the black wolf. look.

——That's Qinghe...

Hei Yao stared at the grass in a daze, and was startled suddenly, thinking of the young man holding his hand, he couldn't help but groan again, Qinghe has been transformed for a long time, how could he still look like that?

He was distracted for a moment, and when he looked again, the little grass plant had already bloomed a pure white flower, which was no different from the orchid that bloomed on the mountain that night, and even the brilliance that instantly softened the entire snow field was the same as yesterday , but in an instant, the orchid grass was covered by a burst of white light, and soon a young man with a handsome face slowly stood up from the brilliance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of moist cat eyes. Staring at Hei Yao well.

"Hei Yao..." Suddenly, the young man called out in a low voice, with a little aggrieved feeling, as if he was blaming him, why didn't he walk in front of him?

Hei Yao almost couldn't control his footsteps and wanted to walk towards the boy, but he only took a few steps before he stopped because of the smug smile from the corner of the boy's mouth——

That young man is not Qinghe, not his Qinghe.

As soon as this thought appeared in my mind, the smiling voice sounded again: "It's not him? Then who else do you have? You can't keep anything in the end! Remember, you are destined to be alone all your life !"

An uncontrollable anger rose from the bottom of Hei Yao's heart. The monster in front of him was so bold that he dared to deceive himself by pretending to be peaceful, and even said such nonsense to anger himself? !

Since he has such courage, he should also have the courage to bear the consequences!

The corners of the young man's mouth curled up cruelly, but there was no smile on his face. His originally gentle eyes gradually turned cold, which was actually more chilling than the ice and snow all over the sky. The ten fingernails of his hands hanging by his side gradually changed. His long, sharp nails had an icy luster.

Suddenly there was a warm feeling covering his hand, Hei Yao looked down, the young man holding his hand and frowning slightly was Qinghe and who was it?

Surprised in his heart, Hei Yao was about to speak, but he felt that the touch in his hand was a little heavier, and he said softly, "Hei Yao, what's wrong with you?"

Hei Yao held Qing He's hand with his backhand, and suddenly raised his head to meet the young man's suspicious eyebrows. Only then did he realize that he had fallen asleep lying on the table just now, and he couldn't help laughing: "It was just a dream."

Qing He's brows were still untied: "Is it a bad dream?" Just now when he was sitting next to Hei Yao, he felt that there was a faint hostility in Hei Yao's body, which had never happened before, and it inevitably made him uneasy.

Hearing this, Hei Yao's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be relaxed and covered it up: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly dreamed about hunting alone in the mountains when I was young."

"But...but Hei Yao has me?" Qing He was a little anxious, and quickly said, "Hei Yao is not alone!"

"That's right," Hei Yao chuckled softly, held the boy's hand in his palm, lowered his head and gently pecked and kissed it, "I'm at peace now."

Only then Qinghe stretched his brows in satisfaction, and pulled Hei Yao up, "You must not have had a good rest, go to sleep for a while!"

Hei Yao turned his head to look at the afterglow of the setting sun shooting into the room from the half-closed window, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Okay, okay, I'm going to sleep for a while, does Qinghe want to accompany me?"

"Of course I want to be with you." Qing He nodded, until he saw the young man obediently lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, then he found a place beside him and lay down too, saying: "Hurry up and fall asleep."

"Okay." Hei Yao's voice sounded with a smile.

After a long time, Qinghe opened his eyes, and carefully pushed the young man's arm around his waist. Seeing that Hei Yao was breathing steadily and there was no response, he let out a long sigh of relief, propped himself up and half sat up, and pushed himself up again. Biting his index finger, a drop of blood dripped on Hei Yao's forehead, and that drop of blood melted into Hei Yao's forehead very quickly, without leaving any trace.

Qing He frowned slightly, he had clearly felt the strong uneasiness and hostility in Hei Yao just now, why did Hei Yao lie to himself?Can't I help him?

Thinking of this, Qing He felt a little depressed, and finally bent down / bit Hei Yao's nose lightly, and muttered: "I only told me not to hide it from you, but I came to hide it from me myself...biting you to death." The movements were extremely light, for fear of disturbing the sleeping man.

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A young man with a head of dazzling silver hair is strolling leisurely in the street, followed closely by a huge beast that is following closely behind him. It looks like a wolf but not a wolf, and it also has shiny silver fur. On the streets of the town, it can be regarded as very eye-catching.

Passers-by on the street looked away from the young man from a distance, and whispered from time to time, saying, "This man is so beautiful", "That hair is three points more beautiful than the moonlight", "That wolf can eat it." People"... Occasionally, some voices were louder, but the young man seemed to have never heard a word, and he still casually looked at the things in front of him, with an indifferent expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

When he reached the end of the long street, the young man stopped in his tracks, looked back at the way he came, and said softly, "I didn't expect the mortal world to look like this."

His tone was light, and his expression was neither sad nor happy, but it seemed to contain a sigh of vicissitudes of life, like an old man who had experienced all kinds of hardships looking back on his life, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

The giant beast lightly bit the corner of the young man's clothes, and the young man reached out and patted his head, "Okay, I just haven't come down for many years, so I can't help but feel a little bit emotional."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the alley at the corner, stopped for a while, and waved to the giant beast that was still standing there, "Let's go."

The giant beast let out a low growl, and immediately followed the young man's pace.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the fleeting silver-white hair, and Hei Yao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Qing He followed his gaze, but there was only an empty gray brick wall, and couldn't help asking strangely: "Who is Hei Yao looking at?"

"It's a person who has nothing to do with us. It's just that it's rare to see that white hair." Heiying shook his head indifferently. He had never seen that person before, but he had an inexplicable intuition that he should avoid him. At this moment People have gone out of sight, so he no longer pays attention.

"Oh." Seeing this, Qinghe nodded, but he didn't take it seriously. His eyes turned and landed on a few birds on the branch. His eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "It's actually light green feathers! It's so beautiful!"

Hei Yao smiled and said, "How about I catch one for you?"

"Okay then." Hearing this, Qinghe smiled and pushed him away, "You are not allowed to use spells, and you are not allowed to change back to your original form. Go and catch one for me~"

Seeing the sly smile on the young man's face, Hei Yao raised his eyebrows, "Why is this so difficult?" He said and walked towards the old tree.

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