When will Xue Xiaoshuanghua's relatives bring disaster

Xiao Xingchen didn't know when he fell asleep. He only knew that when he woke up, Xue Yang squatted beside him. When he saw him wake up, he whispered in his ear, "Master Dao, it's already the second day. It's time to give me candy."

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback by his warm, fluffy breath, and quickly moved away from Xue Yang regardless of his legs that had been numb from sitting there all day.

Xue Yang smiled slightly, "Master Daoist, why are you disgusting me so much?"

Xiao Xingchen stopped breathing, stood up from the ground, and patted the white clothes, but obviously, it was impossible for Xiao Xingchen who had no eyes to pat the clothes clean.

Seeing him stand up, Xue Yang also stood up with him, brushing Xiao Xingchen's eyebrows and eyes stained with dust and blood with his fingers.

Xiao Xingchen avoided his touch at first.

Xue Yang directly grabbed his arm, took out a towel he found somewhere and gently wiped Xiao Xingchen's face.

Xiao Xingchen froze and forgot to dodge. The towel was warm and had a slightly rough texture. Along with Xue Yang's movements, he stroked his face with a slight itchiness.

Xue Yang finished wiping his face seriously, put his hands around his neck, and untied the white gauze tied behind Xiao Xingchen's head, untied it round and round, looking at the dried blood on the white gauze, Can't help but frown.

Xiao Xingchen just allowed Xue Yang to move in a daze, and felt that his movements were as if he had done them countless times, so proficient.

Xue Yang picked up the pure white gauze that had been prepared earlier, and gently wrapped it around Xiao Xingchen. As if Xiao Xingchen had just realized it, he opened his hand, grabbed the white gauze, and quickly tied it on.

Xue Yang was not annoyed at being opened, feeling the heat left by Xiao Xingchen's hand when he snatched the white gauze away, smiled, showing two small canine teeth, "The Taoist priest can tie it himself, so I won't need it from now on. "

Xiao Xingchen frowned, obviously didn't understand what he said, but he didn't have any mood to ask him why, after all, this person is extremely vicious, he likes to play tricks on people, play with other people's trust, even if asked, he wouldn't tell the truth.

Xue Yang watched Xiao Xingchen's every move almost greedily. How long had he really seen Xiao Xingchen's movements?

Xiao Xingchen couldn't feel Xue Yang's gaze, so it wasn't surprising. The hand hanging by his side tightened, and then he took out a small caramel from his sleeve, pursed his lips, and threw it in Xue Yang's direction. .

Seeing this, Xue Yang reached out to catch the candy in the air, put it on his lips, and licked it lightly, it was so sweet.

Xiao Xingchen slowly walked towards the coffin where A-Qing slept, took out another candy from his sleeve, and put it inside.

Xue Yang watched Xiao Xingchen follow him closely with a smile. Song Lan had already been sent somewhere by him.

Xiao Xingchen paused when he heard footsteps that did not belong to Xue Yang, and asked coldly, "Where did you let Zichen go?"

Xue Yang said with a smile: "It's not far away, the Taoist priest wants to hear his voice? But he can't speak anymore."

Xiao Xingchen was shocked, and raised the hand by his side, but he did nothing after all, "How do I know you didn't let him kill someone?"

Xue Yang didn't answer, but said with a bit of aggrieved voice, "Master Daoist, don't you believe me?"

Xiao Xingchen took a deep breath, "Don't talk like that!"

Xue Yang licked the candy in his hand, then licked his tiger teeth, and said with a pleasant smile, "Master Daoist, I have always talked to you like this before."

Xiao Xingchen was silent. He had experienced Xue Yang's nonsense in the past few years. He just thought he was cute and would play with him by the way, but now he felt chills.

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen stopped talking, Xue Yang smiled and said, "Master Dao, that one from the east..." He told him some interesting anecdotes again.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know if he was listening, but the more Xue Yang told the story, the happier he became. It's just that the people who listened to the story couldn't be happier anymore.

After listening to a story, Xiao Xingchen was silent for a moment, and said, "Xue Yang, let Song Lan come back."

"Okay," Xue Yang unexpectedly compromised this time, "but you have to listen to my story carefully."

Xiao Xingchen agreed.

Xue Yang showed two small canine teeth in a smile, and continued talking.

Xiao Xingchen heard someone push the door and came in, and heard that person walking towards him, and asked Xue Yang, "Is it Zichen?"

Xue Yang continued to smile, "Of course it is, why don't you always believe those who don't lie to you?"

As he said that, he suddenly grabbed Xiao Xingchen's slender hand with well-defined knuckles, and slapped it directly on Song Lan's face. He held his hand and let him carelessly pat the face of Song Lan who was standing there.

After touching, the two retracted their hands as if they were electrocuted. Xue Yang ignored the throbbing in his heart for a moment, and sounded complacent, as if asking for credit, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Xiao Xingchen pursed his lips and curled his fingers slightly. He was stunned for a moment when Xue Yang held his hand, and he didn't feel anything at all. If it was that unknown boy, he might have grabbed his hand a little rascally. Could it be that Xue Yang really It's just that he hasn't played enough, but he has played enough.

Xue Yang suddenly felt that Song Lan was an eyesore, just like A-Qing, but because of Xiao Xingchen, he could only curl his lips and said, "Master Dao, Song Lan is here, you just need to listen to me."

"En." Xiao Xingchen nodded.

Xue Yang was a little surprised, he never thought that Xiao Xingchen would answer his words so meekly.

"I..." Xue Yang opened his mouth, licked his lower lip, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I'm hungry."

"Okay." Xiao Xingchen was also a little bored, and left without any hesitation.

Song Lan just stood there, motionless, Xue Yang looked at Song Lan viciously, thought for a while, and felt that it was meaningless to bully a dead person, "Hmph!" Ordering Song Lan to follow Xiao Xingchen, he leaned against Xiao Xingchen helplessly. bed.

In the past few days, I have experienced too many things, and I didn't sleep yesterday.

Squinting his eyes, he just fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dusk, and he blinked in a daze, "Xiao Xingchen?"

No one answered.

"Xiao Xingchen!" Xue Yang sat up from the bed, still empty, no one was there, and there was no sound, turned over and got out of bed, punched hard on the bedside pillar, and let out a wail.

At this time, Xiao Xingchen suddenly pushed the door open and came in, and said plainly, "The rice is already cold, if you want to eat, you can heat it yourself." There was no indifference from yesterday, but there was also no thoughtfulness and warmth from before.

"I thought you were gone." Xue Yang said pitifully.

Xiao Xingchen said, "If I leave, will you let A-Qing and the others go?"

Xue Yang showed two cute little canine teeth, "I will kill this Yicheng until you are willing to come out to see me."

Xiao Xingchen was silent.

Xue Yang said to himself, "Of course, if you still don't want to see me, then I won't wait any longer. It's nothing important anyway." After finishing speaking, the smile on his face widened a bit.

Xiao Xingchen frowned, a little numbly, how many truths does this person have?

Xue Yang...

Xue Yang smiled, and suddenly went to Xiao Xingchen's side, and stroked the hair hanging down his ear, "Master Dao, your hair is really nice." Even though he has touched Yizhuang for many years, he still hasn't gotten tired of it. This feeling.

Xue Yang walked out of the side room, and the dishes on the table were still ordinary. The steamed buns were already cold, and the oil in the dishes had solidified, but Xue Yang didn't care about this, and suddenly grabbed the steamed buns and ate them in big mouthfuls.

The food was not tasty, because Xiao Xingchen was absent-minded, and because he didn't want to cook for Xue Yang, the taste was a bit salty, but Xue Yang felt that his eyes were a little blurry, the wound on his hand was not healed, it was so salty Of course the food will hurt, Xue Yang thought.

Xiao Xingchen leaned on the bed that Xue Yang had sat on, raised his head sadly, and unconsciously clenched the edge of the bed with his hands. What to do, his heart softened strangely when he knew that Xue Yang asked Song Lan to follow him. People are heinous, without a word of truth, he would actually feel that he is also very... pitiful.

Xue Yang... Xue Chengmei...