Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Chapter 16

"Cough cough..."

Song Qingming coughed and sat up, wanting to get himself a glass of water to drink, but he was stunned when he saw the surrounding area clearly.

The sky is full of stars, insects and birds are singing, and you can see the boundless wilderness as far as you can see.

He stood up stunned and looked around, the weeds under his feet had grown wantonly up to his knees, and he just lay in the weeds.

This is where?Isn't he on the boat to Siliang?

After a long time, Song Qingming suddenly realized and clapped his hands.

This must be a dream!

But this dream is a little different from usual, he has always had few dreams, and when he does dream occasionally, he will definitely dream about things from his childhood.

He had never been to such wilderness as a child.

Song Qingming scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

He couldn't see anyone in front, back, left, or right, so he chose a random direction and walked forward.

Until there was a sad, eerie and eerie sound of music behind him.

The sound of music sounded familiar, Song Qingming turned around and saw a dozen tall, slender, white-faced, red-lipped evil spirits hopping over carrying a white sedan chair.

Isn't this the sedan chair of the ghost grandma? !

He was startled, and without thinking too much, he was in a hurry to hide...

When he was in a panic and didn't know where to hide, a hand stretched out from the side, grabbed his arm and pulled it away.

After a while of whirling, Song Qingming turned his back to the sky, and was crushed by the man among the weeds.

He collected himself, looked at the person on top of him, and was slightly taken aback when he found that it was Xie Yu.

"Xie Yu?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, don't let them hear you." Xie Yu said softly with a smile.

Song Qingming stared at him blankly, then nodded foolishly.

Xie Yu came to save him?

After a while, Song Qingming felt something was wrong again.

He quietly pinched his thigh, but it didn't hurt, it was just a dream, the ghost grandma over there was not real, and the one on her was not real Xie Yu.

The recent dreams are getting more and more strange, why do they always dream of Xie Yu?

When Song Qingming was thinking wildly, the music had already approached them, only a few dozen steps away.

Xie Yu didn't look flustered at all, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, and he kept watching Song Qingming below him.

Being looked at like this, Song Qingming felt very awkward, turned away and whispered, "Look at what I am doing?"

The smile in Xie Yu's eyes deepened: "You are so pretty."

Song Qingming's face burned.

This bastard is too frivolous in a dream! !

He glared at him angrily, and was about to curse when his lips were suddenly blocked by the person on his body.

The cold lips rubbed against him with pity, and then he was not satisfied with the superficial intimacy, and began to attack the city, as if he wanted to get more.

All this happened so suddenly, Song Qingming was frightened and froze, when he came back to his senses, Xie Yu had already taken advantage of what he said.

He blushed and pushed Xie Yu away: "What are you doing?!"

The weird music was still playing, and Xie Yu in the dream no longer cared about whether he would be discovered. He laughed heartily, turned over and lay down on the ground, and looked up at the starry sky beside him.

Hearing Xie Yu's laughter, Song Qingming was even more annoyed: "You still dare to laugh?!"

Xie Yu stopped laughing, turned to look at him, and said softly: "Although you have forgotten the past, you haven't changed a bit."

Song Qingming was slightly stunned, Xie Yu in the dream was too strange, no, it should be said that the dream itself was very strange!

He wants to wake up immediately!

Thinking about it, Song Qingming closed his eyes tightly and muttered: "Wake up quickly! Wake up quickly!"

Seeing him struggling to wake up, Xie Yu lay on his side facing him, pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Wait a little longer, just a little while..."

Song Qingming was unwilling and wanted to break free from Xie Yu's arms, but after struggling for a long time, Xie Yu's arm was not even slightly loose.

He struggled hard, but Xie Yu was not annoyed, but just lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Qingming, please be nicer to me."

Song Qingming raised his head and bared his teeth, looking like a kitten with fried fur: "Why? Why?!"

Xie Yu's kiss came down and landed on the corner of his lips, this time it was just like a superficial touch, and he left after a light touch.

Song Qingming's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes met Xie Yu's.

Those eyes, like the gentle sea, swept towards him with lingering waves.

Xie Yu: "I'm trying to restrain my love for you, it's really hard, so please be nice to me."

"you……"

Song Qingming wanted to say something, but his voice stuck in his throat.

For some reason, his heartbeat started to speed up, as if he had been cursed by Xie Yu, he couldn't push away the affectionate Xie Yu in front of him.

Xie Yu suppressed her smile and approached slowly again, placing the kiss behind Song Qingming's ear, and then slowly dawdled to other positions.

Xie Yu would touch anything that could make him panic.

Until he heard his breathing disordered, Xie Yu's hand slowly stretched out to his belt...

Song Qingming only felt that his body didn't seem to be his own, and his head was swollen and dizzy. There seemed to be something wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Until the belt around his waist was loosened, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"No, no way!!"

He sat up abruptly, panting heavily, his uncontrolled heartbeat in the dream hadn't calmed down yet.

The boat was shaking slightly on the river, and the sailors had already rested, and the cabin was quiet.

There was only one bed in the room, but fortunately it was enough for two people to lie down. He and Xie Yu were both men, so they had no scruples, so they lay down together.

It was nothing at all, but after having a strange dream, looking at Xie Yu lying beside him, Song Qingming's mind was full of images of Xie Yu kissing him.

Xie Yu was awakened by his movement, Xie Yu sat up, looked at him worriedly and asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as his eyes met Xie Yu, Song Qingming shrank back in panic.

Seeing Song Qingming's abnormal appearance, Xie Yu asked softly again: "Did you have a nightmare?"

When asking this question, Xie Yu's expression was serious and gentle, but he didn't make any other overstepping actions.

Comparing with the out-of-control heartbeat and panic in his dream just now, Song Qingming only felt guilty at the moment.

He made the dream himself, so he can't blame Xie Yu.

Thinking about it, Song Qingming hurriedly picked up the quilt, and wanted to leave the bed that was the root of all evil.

Seeing Song Qingming's movements, Xie Yu quickly grabbed his wrist: "What are you doing?"

Touched by Xie Yu's hand, Song Qingming quickly flung it away as if being scalded, stepped back a little, and replied calmly: "I'm not used to lying on the same bed with other people, I'll sleep on the couch by the window .”

After speaking, he hurriedly escaped from Xie Yu's side.

But as soon as he took a step, Xie Yu grabbed his wrist again, but after holding him this time, Xie Yu quickly let go, as if he was afraid of causing him discomfort.

"I'll go to sleep by the window. It's a small place, and it's still windy at night. You should have a headache when you wake up tomorrow."

"No, no need..."

Song Qingming wanted to stop it, but before he finished speaking, Xie Yu had already walked towards the window with the quilt in his arms.

Xie Yu was taller than him, lying on the small couch by the window that couldn't stretch his body, he looked very aggrieved.

Originally, he only had a guilty conscience, but now seeing Xie Yu's neither complaining nor angry appearance, Song Qingming felt a little more guilty...

The author has something to say:

small theater:

One day, Song Qingming was walking on the street when suddenly a Taoist priest jumped out.

Taoist: "My lord, I see that you are haunted by yin energy, you must be crushed by ghosts every night!"

Song Qingming: "Get out, you are being crushed by a ghost, no ghost dares to crush me!"

After going home.

Song Qingming (angry): "He also said that I was crushed by ghosts, and that it is only me who suppresses ghosts, not me!"

Xie Yu turned around and quietly took notes:

Qingming likes to be on it.