When will Xue Xiaoshuanghua's relatives bring disaster

The days were so unembarrassing and unembarrassing, the life between Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen didn't seem to change at all, Xue Yang still joked with Xiao Xingchen every day and said some witty things to him.

What has changed is that there is no A-Qing who has always been against Xue Yang, no laughter from Yicheng, and no smile from Xiao Xingchen that has never disappeared.

Yes, there is only Song Lan who is like a wooden pile. Song Lan broke Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen's mirage-like beautiful life, but lost herself in it, and also became a part of the illusion. Xiao Xingchen never went out again. After hunting at night, he was extremely silent, and he only said a few more words than Song Lan every day, making people feel that he was still a living person.

Xue Yang didn't seem to mind at all, he wore a lazy and proud smile every day, and Xiao Xingchen was often afraid of what Xue Yang would do. When they go out, Xiao Xingchen will follow, afraid that he will do something to those innocent people, at least, he can be restrained a little bit.

Xue Yang was also like usual, when Xiao Xingchen scolded him, he would stop lecturing others, like a naughty, irritable, but well-behaved little junior, but after Xiao Xingchen knew that he was Xue Yang, he never From this point of view, this is a demon, not as innocent and innocent as he appears.

"Prince Daoist, I'm going out to buy vegetables." Xue Yang greeted Xiao Xingchen with a smile on his shoulder while holding the basket, his bright eyes shining like stars.

It's a pity that Xiao Xingchen couldn't see it, so he just hummed lightly, meaning he knew it.

"Won't the Daoist go with me today?" Xue Yang swung the basket and pushed open the door of Yizhuang.

"Don't bully those people." Xiao Xingchen was silent for a moment, then replied lightly.

Xue Yang squinted his eyes, and Xiao Xingchen became more and more silent. Apart from the daily necessary conversations, he had nothing else to say, and there was nothing else to say, but he no longer dared to push Xiao Xingchen anymore. Dust is easy to fall.

It seems that Xiao Xingchen no longer has the desire to commit suicide, but he is like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, blocking him with a force, but if the force is wrong, Xiao Xingchen will fall into the abyss without mercy .

Then let's take a detour and set up a few more stalls. Anyway, Xiao Xingchen won't know which stall he went to, so he feels better. Xue Yang closes the door and speeds up to walk like a bustling place in the city. Hurry up, or Xiao Xingchen will find out that he did something else.

Hearing the sound of Xue Yang closing the door, Xiao Xingchen tightened his hands by his side, removed the white gauze that Xue Yang had tied around his eyes, and gently placed it on the table.

Sometimes Xue Yang would suddenly tie a white gauze for Xiao Xingchen. Even if he couldn't see him, Xiao Xingchen knew that he must have tied the white gauze very well. People feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Xingchen groped, and said to a part of the room, "Song Lan, are you there?"

There was the sound of cloth rubbing against each other in the corner.

Xiao Xingchen groped to Song Lan's side, grabbed his cold hand, and crouched down somewhat collapsed. With the other hand, he tightly clutched a towel and covered his face. After a while, the towel was soaked with blood.

Xiao Xingchen silently muttered sorry, sorry.Because of his ambition, Bai Xueguan was slaughtered, his friend lost his eyes, and now because of him, his friend lost his life, and now he actually developed compassion for his enemy. Although it was only a trace, it also caused him great pain.

"Zichen... Zichen...I'm sorry..." Xiao Xingchen finally said what he wanted to say all along, but because of Xue Yang's presence, he never said it, and he didn't say it when he was alone with Song Lan before. , He knew that these were the most useless words, but only by repeating them all the time could he feel a little bit of comfort.

After a quarter of an hour, Xiao Xingchen stood up leisurely, even a little staggering, the hand holding the towel tightened, tightened and loosened, Baoshan Sanren retired for many years, naturally he would not teach Xiao Xingchen anything. Regarding the murderous corpse, even though Xiao Xingchen did some research on it after meeting Xue Yang, it was just a simple understanding. There was no way to directly find out the skull nail that controlled Song Lan like Wei Wuxian did. .

Without thinking of any solution, thinking that Xue Yang would be back soon, Xiao Xingchen picked up a basin that was placed in the original place, fetched some water, moistened the towel, wiped his face carefully, and then After washing the towel, he seemed to feel uneasy again, so he scrubbed it again. After pouring out the water, he picked up white gauze and wrapped it around his eyes carefully, trying to make it the same as Xue Yang's knotted place.

Sighing, he sat at the table, not knowing what to think about.

Not long after, Xue Yang came back with a full vegetable basket, opened the door and said, "I'm back, Daoist, I didn't bully those people today."

"Yes." Xiao Xingchen replied calmly.

Xue Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. Xiao Xingchen was a little taken aback when he entered the door. Although it was natural not to conceal it obviously, how could it be possible to hide it from Xue Yang? Xue Yang continued to make jokes calmly, "I I want to cook for you today, do you think it's okay?"

Xiao Xingchen is still a hmm.

Xue Yang became more suspicious, but he didn't say anything, "Good Daoist, give me a hand."

Xiao Xingchen nodded.

"The Taoist priest, you should prepare first." Xue Yang continued to smile.

"Okay." Xiao Xingchen said another single word, but Xue Yang narrowed his eyes dangerously. Xiao Xingchen would never answer him so many times. It was different from usual. What was he hiding from him?

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's turning back, and suddenly looked at the white gauze, the knot was different from the one he tied.

No matter how alert Xiao Xingchen was, it was impossible for him to know that Xue Yang spent at least half of the day staring at him, so that he would notice even the slightest difference in him.

Xue Yang looked at the basin that Xiao Xingchen had already picked up, then at Song Lan, moved lightly to Song Lan's side, lowered his head to glance around, and narrowed his eyes, he saw that the corner of Song Lan's robe was a little dark. Although the red mark was very inconspicuous on the black robe, he still saw it. He sniffed it carefully, and smelled a bloody smell in the air that would never be noticed if he didn't smell it deliberately. Xue Yang said silently. Laughed, laughed a little crazy.

Xiao Xingchen has actually learned how to cover up and deceive others, which can be regarded as an improvement. Since he has already started to learn to make some changes, it's better not to dampen his enthusiasm.

"Master Dao, I don't need your help, you should take a rest first, I'll call you later." Xue Yang laughed enough, and finally rescued the nervous Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know that he had been seen through by Xue Yang, so he still calmly packed the dishes in his hands. Hearing Xue Yang's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dishes in his hands, and walked to the bed.

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's back and licked his tiger teeth. For some reason, he felt that the innocent Daoist priest was really cute, which made him think... um... what were he thinking?Shaking his head, he left behind half of the things he had thought about in his mind, and concentrated on processing the dishes in his hand.

As for Song Lan, since General Ghost couldn't control him with such a good skull nail, let's exchange him with Song Lan, although his strength is a bit weaker.The matter of Xiao Xingchen weeping blood again will be a long time to come.

After a while, Xue Yang brought up the dishes, handed the chopsticks to Xiao Xingchen, and smiled, "Taoist, try it?"

Xiao Xingchen took the chopsticks, picked up a dish, put it in his mouth, and was stunned for a moment. It was delicious. He remembered that Xue Yang didn't know how to cook before. What surprised him most was that there was no sugar in this dish. , Once Xue Yang cooked rice, and it turned into Caichaotang in the end.

Thinking of what happened before, Xiao Xingchen's mood became even more depressed, and his heart twitched in pain.

Xue Yang didn't move his chopsticks, he just propped his head up and looked at Xiao Xingchen. Xiao Xingchen was very graceful when holding the chopsticks.

In this way, everyone finished their meal with their own thoughts, and the day ended with Xue Yang's playful words.

It was night, and Xiao Xingchen was lying in his coffin, silent. He didn't know when Xue Yang would get tired of playing games. He wanted to, but he didn't dare to let Xue Yang get tired of playing. This is fine, after all, Xue Yang has no time to harm others, but Zichen even turned into a murderous corpse after his death, and those innocent people he regarded as walking corpses also died, all of which reminded him of what he had committed. Wrong, all remind Xue Yang that he is just a demon, is he really wrong?You can't save the world, you can't save yourself, and you can't even save those closest to you.

Xiao Xingchen curled up in a ball in a daze in the coffin, he was afraid, he regretted...

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Finally finished the exam qwq