I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Yi Xuefeng was so angry that she didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, but the culprit was that she fell into a deep sleep when it was time to fall asleep. She was obviously unconscious from sleep, but she still hugged Yi Xuefeng tightly.

Yi Xuefeng sulked for a long time on his own, and found that Ning Yu had fallen asleep by himself, and immediately lost his temper. He didn't bother to get angry with a single-minded person, and reluctantly curled up in Ning Yu's arms and fell asleep up.

At three o'clock the next day, Ning Yu woke up on time, but Yi Xuefeng was still sleeping.

Ning Yu looked down at Yi Xuefeng's sleeping face for a long time, then let him go lightly, got up and dressed, and planned to go to the courtyard to practice swords.

Yesterday he casually threw his clothes on Yi Xuefeng's dirty clothes, and when he was rummaging through them to find the jade on his girdle, his hand suddenly touched something hard.

Ning Yu froze for a moment, frowned, and shook Yi Xuefeng's clothes. Before he could shake them twice, a few books fell out of his sleeves.

Ning Yu picked it up casually, glanced at it casually, and his face turned green.

At the moment of time, Ning Yu put away his sword and went back to his room, sat on the edge of the bed and pushed Yi Xuefeng who was sleeping soundly: "Xuefeng, Xuefeng."

Yi Xuefeng also wakes up at this time on weekdays, but he slept too late last night, and felt that he was woken up just after falling asleep.

He turned over and patted his hands casually, frowning and mumbled a little irritably: "Get up, don't disturb me."

Ning Yu persevered: "Xuefeng, get up and practice your sword."

Yi Xuefeng: "Get lost."

Ning Yu didn't get angry after being scolded by him, and yelled a few more times, but Yi Xuefeng simply ignored him and let him "Xuefeng" non-stop.

Ning Yu didn't even get any response when he called out a few times. He stared at Yi Xuefeng's face for a long time before he seemed to think of something. He bent down tentatively and put his hands under Yi Xuefeng's arms. She hugged his shoulders with her hands behind her back, and then with a sudden force, she directly lifted Yi Xuefeng from the bed.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Ning Yu's hands passed behind Yi Xuefeng's back and hugged his shoulders, holding half of his body in his arms, abruptly waking him up.

Yi Xuefeng was almost going crazy, opened his sleepy eyes, and opened his mouth directly to scold someone, but he just woke up, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't know what to scold when he opened and closed his lips.

Ning Yu hugged him, feeling that he was trembling, looked down and said, "Are you awake?"

Yi Xuefeng couldn't bear it any longer, she hugged his neck, opened her mouth and bit him.

With just one mouthful, Ning Yu saw blood.

Ning Yu didn't move, and put his hand on the back of Yi Xuefeng's head, probably because he felt that it was comfortable to hug like this, but he even rubbed Yi Xuefeng's neck.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

He regretted biting it, and the moment he was touched on the back of his neck, he almost got goosebumps all over his body. He shrank his head and pressed Ning Yu's shoulder to separate the two of them a little.

Ning Yu said, "Are you awake?"

Yi Xuefeng stared at him blankly for a long time, then kicked him off the bed with a sullen face.

A moment later, Yi Xuefeng held the poppy sword with a gloomy face, stood in the courtyard and swung the sword in resentment.

Ning Yu's sword has never been touched by anyone, even if Qiu Manxi wants to touch it, Ning Yu will be hated for a long time, and now Yi Xuefeng can practice the sword like a child, even Poppy herself Did not expect.

Seeing Yi Xuefeng practicing sword obediently, Ning Yu didn't act like a monster anymore, and sat on the stone bench under the shade of a tree beside him, and opened the half-read book on the stone table.

Yi Xuefeng scolded Ning Yu in a low voice while wielding it. Seeing that his face turned pale, Poppy quietly lightened the weight of the sword, and Yi Xuefeng's face looked better.

Poppy whispered: "Xuefeng..."

He just yelled, remembering that Ning Yu was careful not to let him call "Xuefeng" intimately before, so he had to change his address: "Yi Xuefeng, are you angry with Sword Master?"

Yi Xuefeng was naturally angry, even angry with Poppy Sword, and said angrily, "Can't you see it?"

His voice was a bit loud, and Ning Yu who was not far away slightly raised his head and glanced at him, Yi Xuefeng reluctantly lowered his voice and continued to swing his sword: "If you and I change places, will you angry?"

Poppy felt furious just looking at it, let alone Yi Xuefeng himself, but even if Ning Yu was as stupid as a pig in matters of love, he was his master after all.

Poppy coughed dryly, and said: "Although Sword Master is a little unreasonable, it is for your own good. I have never seen him be so tolerant to anyone."

Ning Yu's neck was bitten out with blood marks of two small tiger teeth, and he didn't get angry at all after being scolded several times. If it was someone else, he might have slapped him directly.

Yi Xuefeng: "Oh, tolerance? Have you ever seen someone who turned his head and forced the National People's Congress to practice swords early in the morning after telling others about his citizenship? That's just your master's virtue. If it was someone else, he would have been banned by someone else. People were killed."

Yi Xuefeng had a good temper since she was a child, but no matter how bad tempered a person is with Ning Yu for so many years, his temper will be tempered until he sees through the world.

Poppy was still persuading: "Sword Master doesn't mean anything malicious, he just...has always been like this, maybe he didn't realize what he did wrong, even if you get angry, you should bear it more."

A person like Ning Yu has settled his temperament since he was a child. He is stubborn and ruthless. He has already formed his own inherent view of right and wrong during the years of struggling in the market. The idea is that no matter what, it will never change.

Yi Xuefeng understood Ning Yu's temperament, and also knew that he didn't do it on purpose, if it wasn't for this, he would have thrown up his sleeves and left a long time ago, why would he practice swords here so ridiculously.

Yi Xuefeng said coldly: "I know, there is no need for you to say more."

Poppy sighed silently, thinking that Yi Xuefeng, who was a hundred years ago, had always been obedient to Ning Yu, even if she got angry again, she rarely showed it on the surface, and most of them endured it silently, but I don't know why It wasn't the experience of those years in the wild that made the innocent and naive young man who was ignorant of the world become what he is now.

"It's nothing bad." Poppy thought to himself, "At least now he can lose his temper with Sword Master, and he won't suffer alone when he is wronged."

The two were probably talking, and the movements of Yi Xuefeng's hands became slower and slower. Ning Yu glanced casually and frowned slightly. He folded a corner of the book and closed it again, got up and walked to Yi Xuefeng's side.

Yi Xuefeng was still scolding Ning Yu with Poppy, when he saw him coming, he turned around and swung the tip of his sword towards him, humming, "Don't come here, swords have no eyes, I'm not responsible for hurting you."

Ning Yu was not stupid enough to be hurt by his own sword, he dodged to avoid Yi Xuefeng's waving sword, and stood behind Yi Xuefeng in an instant.

Yi Xuefeng was startled, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands and swung it backwards.

Ning Yu calmly held one of his hands, and lightly flicked the Poppy Sword with the other hand. Yi Xuefeng only felt the vibration from the blade suddenly spread to his palm, making his hand numb from the shock, and the hilt was almost numb. Let go and fall to the ground.

Ning Yu stood behind him, embracing him with his whole body, reaching out from behind him to hold Yi Xuefeng's slightly trembling hand.

Yi Xuefeng was about to get angry, but was caught off guard, and was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked up.

Ning Yu was half a head taller than him, and hugging him from behind could cover most of his body. He held Yi Xuefeng's hand, clasped his ten fingers to the hilt of the poppy sword, and leaned against his ear, meditating. Said: "Hold tight."

Yi Xuefeng had just swung it more than 100 times, and his wrists were a little sore. Hearing what Ning Yu said, he still instinctively grasped the hilt of the sword.

Ning Yu maintained this posture, gently raised Yi Xuefeng's wrist to let the sword swing over his head, and then swung it down heavily, the poppy sword uncontrollably emitted a beam of sword light, and hit the wall not far away with a bang On the ground, a sharp sword mark was drawn directly.

Ning Yu said: "The sword is used in this way, instead of hitting the back of other people's hands with a magic weapon that others can't ask for like you did before. Are you looking down on yourself, or looking down on the sword?"

Yi Xuefeng's body was full of Ning Yu's breath, and Ning Yu's warm breath spread over his ears when he spoke, making his ears red all the way to his cheeks, and he could barely hear what Ning Yu said.

But soon, he suddenly realized that Ning Yu was turning a corner and laughing at him for using the sword as a toy.

The heat on Yi Xuefeng's face faded away, and his face was pale. The back of his hand wrapped by Ning Yu's hands was scalding along his skin to his body, causing him to shiver slightly.

Ning Yu saw that he had some visions, lowered his head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Yi Xuefeng murmured: "I don't want to..."

Ning Yu didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Yi Xuefeng took a deep breath, and immediately let go of the hand holding Poppy Sword, and the blade suddenly fell to the ground with a slight sound.

He turned his head, stared at Ning Yu, and said word by word: "I don't want to hold the sword."

Ning Yu frowned.

Yi Xuefeng said: "I have never thought about holding a sword since I was a child. I don't want to kill all the villains in the world like you, and I don't want to practice swords hard, just for that... the way of heaven. "

Ning Yu always thought that Yi Xuefeng liked swords, but he never thought that one day he would hear such words from him, he froze for a moment, and then said: "But when you were young..."

Yi Xuefeng interrupted him: "I never said that I like to practice swordsmanship. When you asked me if I like practicing swordsmanship, I said, I don't like it, I just like to watch you."

When the young Yi Xuefeng was rescued from the sea of ​​misery by the young Jianxiu holding a sword at the end of his life, the only person he had been chasing was Ning Yu.

From the beginning to the end, what he loves is only the young man who kills evil with one sword.

I don't like swords, I only like you.

Ning Yu looked at him for a long time, and then slowly let go of their overlapping hands. He let go of Yi Xuefeng, staring into his eyes for a while, not knowing what to say.

Yi Xuefeng seldom experienced worldly affairs when he was young, and only Qiu Manxi and Ning Yu came into contact with him on weekdays. In addition, his temperament was easygoing, even if he didn't like it, he wouldn't say it out loud. It made him soft and deceitful.

This kind of flattering temperament was developed during the months of being trafficked when he was young, and it is extremely difficult to change.

It's just that after becoming a demon, the days of life and death in the wilderness made him have to thorns all over his body to protect himself from being killed. Over time, even a saint would degenerate into a demon in that atmosphere of extreme repression and fear. .

Yi Xuefeng took a few steps back and said, "I don't want to wrong myself to please others, and I don't want to desperately cater to others. Living like that is too tiring."

Ning Yu frowned tightly. When he saw Yi Xuefeng retreating, he almost instinctively stepped up to catch up. He grabbed Yi Xuefeng's shoulder and looked at him indifferently: "Say it again."

Seeing his gloomy face, Yi Xuefeng also knew that her words had already broken Ning Yu's image of him as a good boy, but he didn't care anymore.

He just wanted to tell Ning Yu clearly that the junior brother who was obedient to him back then has long since disappeared, and now he has his own ideas and opinions, and will no longer cater to him regardless of right or wrong like when he was young.

Yi Xuefeng looked at Ning Yu's changed face, and suddenly thought sadly: "His reaction like this shows that he just likes the obedient and sensible junior brother back then, not the current Yi Xuefeng who will defy him and refuse to listen to him. .”

Thinking of this, Yi Xuefeng lowered her eyes sadly, and said in a shy voice: "I said I won't listen to you anymore, I don't want to live so tired..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Yu interrupted him: "Who wants to hear you say this, the last sentence, what did you say?"

Yi Xuefeng was taken aback, and looked at him blankly.

There was a glint in Ning Yu's eyes. He took a breath and said, "You said...you only like me?"

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng didn't realize what he meant by his words for a while, so Ning Yu held the back of his neck and pulled him into his arms.

Ning Yu said: "I only like you too." Read the novel, come here!It's fast, my dear!