Unloved--Xiaoxue

Another night hunt.They had just finished handling a murder case.

This is outside Yicheng, far away from Yizhuang, maybe because of the long distance, Ah Jing didn't follow her secretly.

The two rested in a suburb, and estimated that they would be able to return to Yizhuang the next evening.

A bright moon hung brightly in the sky, and Xue Yang was fifteen.

But Xiao Xingchen said thoughtfully, "What do you think of Ah Jing?"

Xiao Xingchen had long since given up on the idea of ​​matching the young man and Ah Jing, this question was just to create a topic, and to understand the young man's thoughts by the way.

After all, the boy seemed to know him better than he knew the boy.

"Ah" Xue Yang thought for a while, it was impossible to tell Xiao Xingchen that she was just a tool to restrain you, so he pretended to praise: "She is a smart girl. She also looks good."

He chewed the candy, his voice muffled.Thinking that Xiao Xingchen probably hadn't seen Ah Jing before, he described: "She has neat bangs, white pupils, and a small and delicate face, which matches the fox hairpin on her head quite well."

After some sweet words, he said wickedly: "But it's uglier than the fat lady at the vegetable stand, and those white pupils seem to be eating people!"

Xiao Xingchen couldn't help laughing again.He didn't know that Xue Yang was thinking of the next sentence right now, one day he must take down those white pupils.

Of course, Xue Yang didn't know that the fox's hairpin he just mentioned had actually hurt Xiao Xingchen deep in his heart.That originally belonged to another person.

I saw Xiao Xingchen clenched his fists, and said a little at a loss: "I want to travel far away."

Xue Yang's pupils shrank slightly when he heard it, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Xingchen tilted his head, seemed to be still thinking, but said to himself: "If I entrust Ah Jing to you..."

"No!" Xue Yang bit the candy in his mouth and said sharply.Then he changed the tune again, pretending to be relaxed: "The Taoist leader must take me with you. I will definitely come in handy."

"But Ah Jing can't be alone."

"The Taoist priest also knows that I'm used to being arrogant and pampered, I can't even take care of myself, how can I take care of Ah Jing?" At this time the young man was half kneeling in front of Xiao Xingchen, as if begging.

"Either the Taoist priest stays, or the Taoist priest takes the two of us, or Ah Jing stays alone." The young man gave a multiple-choice question.

Xiao Xingchen smiled and shook his head, this young man is really cunning, there is no option for him to be left in the multiple choice questions.

Xue Yang thought about it again, like a roundworm in Xiao Xingchen's stomach, and asked, "The Taoist priest wants to investigate the authenticity of "The Red Girl"?"

Xiao Xingchen was noncommittal and could only nod his head.

"Master Dao. It's just an opera. It has a long history and is widely circulated. Almost every opera troupe can sing it! Where do you go to find out?"

"I really don't have a clue yet." Xiao Xingchen admitted.

Xue Yang narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling all the information he understood from "The Red Girl".The ancient and enduring opera, not to mention theatrical troupes, even brothels like to perform a few episodes in their spare time.The source is unknown, the era is unknown, and even the surname of the protagonist of the fairy family will vary from version to version.

No matter what the tracking is, it is fruitless.

"I..." Xiao Xingchen said suddenly, "I firmly believe that Patriarch loves Miss Hong."

Hearing what Xiao Xingchen said, Xue Yang realized that what Xiao Xingchen wanted to know was cause and effect, and his heart relaxed, and his expression was no longer so tense.

"The Daoist obviously hasn't watched this opera carefully." But Xue Yang, who has been in the market since he was a child, is naturally familiar with this opera.

"He loves her." Xiao Xingchen repeated again: "Although there is no balance between good and evil, it is absolutely true that he loves the red girl."

"Then why did you kill the red girl, destroy her cultivation and destroy her ethnic group?"

"This......"

"It is said in the opera that he is trying to restore his family. The fox family is evil." Xue Yang's tone seemed peaceful, but his expression was extremely sarcastic: "Destroying it is also righteous."

Seeing Xiao Xingchen clutching the hem of his clothes, Xue Yang recalled the scene of Xiao Xingchen's excitement that night, and immediately held his hand with his right hand and said, "I said that the Taoist priest is definitely not that fairy family. Why should the Taoist priest be persistent?"

"Because I... have to pay back." Xiao Xingchen paused, and he didn't know how to express it. Although he didn't want to admit it, he must have committed a heinous disaster in his previous life, which made him so miserable in this life.

Xue Yang tried his best to ponder Xiao Xingchen's thoughts.He said faintly: "The central idea of ​​this play, the Taoist priest doesn't know."

Xiao Xingchen tilted his head as if looking at Xue Yang, but he couldn't see anything.

"The Taoist priest only thinks about the motive behind the Patriarch, but ignores the feelings of the red girl."

"Miss Hong must hate the Patriarch very much. After all, the Patriarch broke his promise first."

"Not necessarily." Xue Yang said: "No matter which script it is, the last line of the red girl must be never to forget. That's because she loves the Patriarch of the Immortal Family deeply."

"I will never let you forget me." Xiao Xingchen imitated the imaginary woman's tone and said, and Bai Ling began to ooze blood.

"She doesn't want the Xian family to forget her more than anything else. It's better than destroying her cultivation and destroying the hatred of her race. Otherwise, what she left behind is a more vicious curse." Xue Yang said calmly, he In fact, it's not comforting Xiao Xingchen, it's just cutting into the role of the plot: "I don't think she hates the Xian family very much."

"It's not logical. How can the red girl not hate"

"Master Daoist, you are using the logic of humanity. If you know the narrow meaning of the way of demons, you should know that love is as great as hatred. And Miss Hong really chose love."

"Really?" The blood on Bai Ling seemed to have stopped, and did not continue to seep: "They are in love."

Xiao Xingchen seemed to see the smile on the face of the woman who said: "I will never let you forget me."

"Yeah." Xue Yang didn't know where his self-confidence came from: "So, Taoist, if you think it's the red girl who lingers, it's better to say that you have a demon in your heart. It's you who have been thinking about her all the time."

Xue Yang smiled mischievously: "The premise is that you must be the Patriarch of the Immortal Family, but you are not. The Daoist is the Daoist!"

Xiao Xingchen smiled.This is slippery. . . . . .How can you be so caring.

He couldn't help touching his face.

What will that face look like? Will it have a round jaw, a clean face, and a pair of cute little canine teeth like Xue Yang?

But the boy's face was avoided, as if a little reluctant.

Xiao Xingchen knew he shouldn't force it, but he couldn't restrain his curiosity.He tentatively stretched out his hand to the boy's face.

This time the boy didn't dodge any more.

Xue Yang was always confused, not only during this day and night together, but also from the first meeting to the time when he was brought to the Jinlin Terrace, the Taoist in front of him would always do something unexpected.For example, you have already wounded him, but you immediately stop the bleeding, and halfway through questioning him, you will suddenly panic as if you saw some ghost.

He knew that this Taoist often focused his eyes on him and looked at him.Even now that those eyes are gone, he can still feel Xiao Xingchen treating him. . . . .No, some kind of concern for the boy.

Did you find out?

Not being able to avoid those hands anymore would make him suspicious.But what if he really got Xue Yang out?

Xiao Xingchen's fingertips touched the boy's forehead, and brushed away some strands of hair.The moment he touched it, a sense of peace unique to blind people suddenly rose in his heart.

He brushed the boy's forehead and the corners of his eyes presumptuously, knowing that it was impolite, but he still couldn't help continuing.Touch his eyebrows, cup his face up to his mouth, and touch his chin with your thumb.

The touch from his fingers made him constantly picture the appearance of the young man in his mind, and the more he touched it, the happier he became. Just as he imagined, this young man not only resembled Xue Yang in temperament, but also in appearance.

It was another Xue Yang.A Xue Yang who never hated him, never committed massacres, and never killed innocent people indiscriminately.

He smiled, his fingers still lusting over that face.When Xue Yang was still alive, he had no time to touch his face.

Xue Yang had already prepared a perfect set of excuses in his heart at this time, no matter how Xiao Xingchen reacted, he firmly believed that he could still muddle through.

At this time, he saw a slight smile on Xiao Xingchen's face, which was completely different from the surprise, panic, and resentment he had imagined.

In the moonlight, that expression is so beautiful.

Xue Yang was a little lost.Subconsciously, and tentatively, he buried his face in those white and clean hands.

Then he looked up at Xiao Xingchen's expression with some anxiety.Xiao Xingchen's smile didn't fade away, on the contrary it grew stronger, showing pity.

His hands were still on his face.A trace of warmth flowed from the fingers and palms, penetrated Xue Yang's face, and reached his heart.

so warm.he thought.

He simply put his right hand on those big warm hands, as if afraid that the warmth would disappear in the next second, he held those hands tightly and rubbed them together.

He looked at Xiao Xingchen again.Xiao Xingchen's expression was frozen, and his hands didn't respond, they were still resting on his face.

Is this tacit consent?Xue Yang grasped his left hand more and more wantonly, and kissed him.

As expected, the hand neither retreated nor refused.Xue Yang took an inch and began to kiss heartily between the two palms.

During this period, he kept watching Xiao Xingchen's expression. This fairy-like person was getting a blush on his cheeks.

Xue Yang felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.The touch between lips and hands is stronger and more energetic.

The hands that hurt him and gave him candy.

He kissed, and kissed the little finger of Xiao Xingchen's left hand. Feeling evil, he stuck out his tongue and licked it very hard.

sweet.His heart was full of sweetness.

Maybe that mouthful was too exciting, Xiao Xingchen retracted his hands as if suddenly regained consciousness.

Xue Yang's hand didn't grasp well, and he was empty, so he could only stand there blankly, as if the candy he had eaten in his mouth suddenly disappeared, and his heart felt empty.

"Sorry." Xiao Xingchen put his hands on both sides, lightly clenched his fists, "I lost my composure."

At this moment, the blush disappeared from his face, as if nothing had happened.

Xue Yang gritted his teeth, feeling the urge to push the person in front of him down for fun.

Not aware of the boy's reaction, Xiao Xingchen asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"

This question dispelled Xue Yang's various evil thoughts.Obviously I am so proactive, but now I seem to be underestimated.

He looked at Xiao Xingchen's left finger that was still wet, and said calmly, "The Taoist priest is dressed in a fairy bone, so why should I be angry? The Taoist priest can't take it for granted."

He said frivolously again: "I really can't help myself."

Xiao Xingchen didn't know where to put his hands, so he coughed lightly and covered it with his hands.

"Daoist, you have a sweetheart"

The blush just now appeared on Xiao Xingchen's face again, he looked away and nodded slightly: "I have."

"I'm not referring to the red girl." Xue Yang teased.

Xiao Xingchen lowered his head: "Of course not."

Xue Yang was extremely satisfied with Xiao Xingchen's series of reactions.The majestic bright moon and breeze also have a time of yearning for spring.He held back his smile, and continued to ask solemnly: "Is it like me?"

Xiao Xingchen nodded slightly.He didn't want to hide anything from the boy.

But his answer was too blunt, which made Xue Yang feel uncomfortable.He didn't know what he was displeased with, anyway, what he liked would never be himself.

Because of this, he likes to smash the people and things he values ​​one by one.

Xue Yang rested his chin on one hand, thinking about the identity of that person.According to his daily observations, Xiao Xingchen is not too close to female sex, the only one he dotes on is Ah Jing, but he and Ah Jing are more like the nurturing grace between father and daughter, brother and sister.

To say someone who is closer. . . . . .He suddenly thought of Song Lan's "Never see each other!"

It's Song Lan.

Xue Yang smiled silently and looked at the white silk on Xiao Xingchen's face. Didn't this even give him his eyes?Thinking of Xiao Xingchen's expression when he mentioned Song Lan that night around the stove, the guilt-filled expression really made people feel distressed.

He smiled sarcastically, just like usual, he didn't laugh out loud, thinking to himself, what a pity! That Song Lan has disappeared.I won't let you meet, because I'm the one with you right now.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened.Yes.By your side, only me.

No one spoke for a long while, Xiao Xingchen thought he must have offended the boy.Annoyed and blamed in my heart.Blame myself for being too indulgent.

How could he imagine the boy as Xue Yang in such a filthy way?No matter how they look, they are still two people, different.

He fell into an inexplicable struggle, trying to sort out the entanglements between himself, Xue Yang, and the teenagers.In the end, it is back to the point of Xue Yang's death.

"If you want," Xiao Xingchen said suddenly, "I want to promise you Shuanghua. In this way, you can also let Shuanghua out of her sheath in a critical moment."

Xiao Xingchen didn't know whether it was to make up for the mistake just now or to take some kind of responsibility.He couldn't tell what was on his mind either.I just feel that it is good to have a young man by my side.

He clearly heard the boy's surprise: "Is it okay?"

"Yeah." Xiao Xingchen said: "I see that you don't have a sword, and you always follow me to go hunting at night. I don't bother to buy a sword for you, so let's share it first!"

Xue Yang's surprised expression turned into affectionate, if you don't let you find out about Jiang disaster, you will pretend that I don't have a sword.but. . . . .

"Master Daoist, do you know that only Taoist couples exchange swords with each other?"

Xiao Xingchen nodded, as if admitting something.

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