【Yanlu】Ghost

When Yan Yu opened his eyes again, the sky was bright.

Lu Shaolin seemed extremely tired, lying on the head of the bed and fell into a nap.He didn't know how long he had been guarding, and he had long since neglected to take care of his appearance.A head of black hair was messed up, and the small braid at the end of the hair was forgotten, hanging down messily along the shoulders, and it looked much longer than before.

Yan Yu suspected that he was wrong, and always felt that the person in front of him was a little thinner than before.The jaw became sharper and sharper, and the eyes with thousands of emotions were now quietly closed, showing a little bit of childishness instead of a trace of hostility.

That hand still held Yan Yu tightly and refused to let go. After holding it for a long time, even the originally cold skin was stained with human warmth.The pale sky gave his handsome eyebrows a soft outline, as if he had been sleeping beside Yan Yu for a long time and never left.

This situation made the Taoist feel soft in his heart.

His mind has always been clear and clear in black and white. He thinks carefully before doing things, and once he makes a decision, he will never look back.However, at this moment, he couldn't help but think of the rainy night that ended abruptly in his dream.Thinking that if Lu Shaolin had never left, they would have had such a dawn.

Even if you don't have the chance to see it, it will definitely be very good.

So he just looked at him without saying a word, like guarding a fragile treasure.Just watched it quietly for a while.

Lu Shaolin didn't sleep well. Just as Yan Yu made a slight movement, he suddenly opened his eyes as if he was startled, grabbed Yan Yu's hand, jumped up and said in a panic, "Does it hurt? What's wrong? I'll go ask for it right away." doctor."

After seeing that Yan Yu was fine, he finally relaxed, rubbed his eyes, and showed a weary yet pleasant smile.

"Thirsty? I'll get water."

Yan Yu looked at him at a loss, and then smiled.

This smile is very light, but it quietly floats on the lips without fading away, even Yan Yu's eyes are glowing with tenderness.

Lu Shaolin stared blankly, wondering if he was still in another sweet dream. He saw the person in front of him raise his hand, first it touched his forehead, carefully touched the ghost horn that could not disappear, and finally slid to his temple, gently Gently combing his messy sleeping hair.

"No hurry." Yan Yu said softly, he wanted to say that the days are still long, you don't need to be so anxious, we can take our time.However, the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat like a piece of cotton, and he couldn't squeeze it out no matter what.In the end, only the knuckles buried in Lu Shaolin's hair moved slightly again.

Lu Shaolin is such a thoughtful and exquisite person, after a little thought, he understood Yan Yu's hesitation.He covered his hands on his temples, and laughed lowly as if mocking himself.

"Brother Yan, you don't have to bother to hide it. Lu is very clear about your own body..."

Then with a bit of determination, he met Yan Yu's eyes.

"How long?"

Although Lu Shaolin's consciousness was brought back to the human world by Yan Yu at the critical moment, in the past few days, his own suppressed hunger, the slowly growing horns on his forehead, and the desire to slaughter constantly emerged from the bottom of his heart...

All of these are reminding Lu Shaolin that there is no turning back.

One day, he will really slip into that abyss, and then, what will greet him will be real darkness.

Yan Yu felt as if there was a ball of fire hidden in his throat, it was so hot that he couldn't make a sound from the pain.

At that moment, for the first time, he wished that he was a mortal who knew nothing.

"... ten days."

He heard his own voice trying to calm down.

Yan Gui was stunned when he heard the words, and then his peach blossom eyes curved softly.

He grinned casually.

"It's okay, ten days."

In the next second, that ugly smiling face was dragged into a warm embrace.

Lu Shaolin was afraid that Yan Yu's wound would be crushed, so he struggled hard, but he pressed him into his arms again.

The wound is naturally painful, but it is never there that hurts the most.The Taoist priest stroked Lu Shaolin's back with his slender fingers, as if he was carefully comforting a trembling cat.The ghost buried on his shoulder didn't say a word, but the usually indifferent person repeated in a low voice one-sidedly.

"I know."

Just as Lu Shaolin easily saw through Yan Yu's concealment, how could he not understand that he was pretending to be cheerful.After many calamities, they thought they would be able to stay together in the end, but fate is unpredictable, and now I know that God has not left them much time...

The thin shoulders buried in Yan Yu's arms couldn't help trembling when they heard the comforting words.At first it was desperately restrained, but then it became more and more violent.

When it erupted, it suddenly turned into a room of silence.

After a while, a vague but hoarse choked sob came from Yan Yu's shoulder. The voice seemed to be soaked in a handful of water, dripping on the hearts of the two of them, and they couldn't be wrung out no matter what.

"I can not be reconciled……"

As soon as these words came out, it was Lu Shaolin himself who was stunned.

Since the two got acquainted, Lu Shaolin has always kept secrets about the things in front of him.

He talked about the customs, the landscapes of the old days, how he used to be at ease, proud of his spring breeze, and his gestures, and often unconsciously brought up trivial things about Yan Yu.As if I was still a living person, the past was nothing more than a space, and the hundreds of years of time that spanned it were nothingness.Even when he only confessed his heart a few times, he still kept silent about why he died and the loneliness that followed for a hundred years.

He has a random temper, is articulate, and sometimes tells a few lies casually to cover up all the clues.As time goes by, there are many flaws in nature and it is difficult to justify it.

Yan Yu never questioned.He knew exactly what Lu Shaolin was hiding under his handsome appearance, but he never thought of revealing it.Taoist priests who have no memory of the past naturally cannot tell whether the past years of the bright clothes and angry horses that Yan Gui talked about are true or false.The only thing he could see clearly was the true heart that was struggling alone in the midst of the false and the real.

For the rest, you can wait slowly.

Therefore, the sentence "not reconciled" just now is actually the most frank sentence that Lu Shaolin has said these days when referring to the past.

His epiphany was also born in this moment.

During the more than 20 years before his death, it can be said that he was not in a good mood.If Dongfang Weiming's sword is missing, presumably this smooth life will continue.

Lu Shaolin does not think he is a person with great ambitions, and he always thinks that he thinks clearly: the brothers who have been close to each other for eight obeisances have never broken their promises, and they went to death happily together in the same year, the same month, and the same day; There will be another one in the eye, and wait for him to hold the hand; there will only be more and more delicacies, and the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River will not be easily changed. There is no difference between this time and the next life, the green mountains and green waters... The good old days were abruptly stopped at the best place by an old friend, and there should be no regrets.

Before that, he thought that he had never been greedy or delusional.

The cause of everything was just the mistake caused by that one extra look before dying—in the quiet and lonely years of the deserted courtyard, he often comforted himself in this way.Thinking that I have never complained, nor can I hold a grudge.After a long time, I believed it to be true.The smile on his face became more free and unrestrained.

Even until the moment Yan Yu pushed open the door, he still deceived himself.

But he didn't expect that all the cause and effect had already been revealed in the eyes before he died.

He missed a rainy night that he dared not dream of, a dawn that never came.

A sword that has not yet been named, a shadow that has not been heard from after parting.

There is a name in the world, he always asks for it, but cannot get it.

The moment it finally fell into the palm of my hand, I lost him again.

He is not willing to be reconciled, how can he be reconciled? !

It was only now that Lu Shaolin admitted that he didn't want nothing else.

Seeing clearly is only in the blink of an eye, and seeing through is also born in this moment.

After wasting a hundred years and going through many detours, the person who deserves to wait has finally arrived.

The world of mortals is rolling, and the mountains and rivers are far away, but he still came to the appointment.

Before reuniting with Yan Yu, although Lu Shaolin wandered around the world, he didn't feel that there was anything else to do.

Now spending these days with Yan Yu, he feels as if he has never died, only a beating heart in his chest.

Lu Shaolin never expected to be able to revive a life and continue the frontier after a hundred years.

This kind of luck will fall on him, and every day is stolen.

One more day is a great fortune, so why complain, hate, and unwilling?

Yan Yu is not good at comforting others, so he put his palm on the back of Lu Shaolin's neck, searching his brain for sentences that could comfort the person in front of him.But he heard a muffled laugh in his arms, Lu Shaolin pushed him away, and when he raised his head again, there was no trace of desolation at the tip of his eyes.

"It's a great fortune for Lu to get to know brother Yan."

Thinking back to the past, at first he just saw that the always stern-faced swordsman was interesting, so he couldn't help leaning in to tease him a few words, but he didn't expect that he would come and go, and gradually the self-proclaimed romantic self fell in love with him first.

Now the person in front of me has already laughed more than once. In the past, I couldn't ask for it, and I have already held it all in the palm of my hand.No matter how many desolate days in the past, it seems that they are not bitter now.

No matter how hard it is, he is happy with it.

Yan Yu looked at Lu Shaolin who had adjusted his mood so quickly in surprise, and quietly listened to him.

"Now not only can brother Yan rescue him, but also accompany him for several months, no matter how you look at it, Lu has made money.

"So what about ten days? It's a blessing that God grants grace. This is a stolen day, and one more day is a day, and the more the better!" "To this day, my heart is full."

These words were magnanimous and bold, and the ghost's sinister resentment suddenly faded away, and he was the unrestrained young escort again.

"Is this true?"

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, his quiet eyes carefully gazing over Yan Gui's face, as if to find any flaws.After a while, it was still Lu Shaolin who couldn't stand it first, and raised his hand to touch his nose embarrassingly.

"Yeah, not really... there's still one thing..."

"You said."

"I wanted to try it while I was alive..."

The originally magnanimous gaze suddenly became erratic.

"That's right...that...brother Yan...when will you let me be on top..."

Unexpectedly, what Lu Shaolin was thinking about was such a thing, Yan Yu was dumbfounded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, for a moment, he didn't know whether to be angry at this man for being so dishonest at a critical moment, or to be moved by his reassuring himself with jokes .

After thinking about it for a while, she softened her eyebrows and said, "Okay."

"Really?!"

It was only at this moment that Lu Shaolin was truly alive, his wide eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, no, brother Yan, pinch me and let me see if I'm dreaming."

"Hey, why are you pinching!!"

The original sadness and silence in the room were all blown away by the wind, and the two people on the bed were quarreling together, with curved lips.

So what for ten days.

All the hardships have been gone, and the rest will only be good and good days.