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"Yin Heng!"
Yin Heng's forehead was resting on the back of "Xiao Yuan"'s hand, with his eyes closed. He was suddenly awakened when he heard someone calling his name.
It was Xiao Yuan's voice.
Yin Heng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his temples. Xiao Yuan, who had been lying on the couch, had vanished from sight. He stood up, only to be overcome by a wave of dizziness. He turned around and saw a cyan figure: the familiar Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan ran over and grabbed his sleeve. Yin Heng looked at him dazedly, the dizziness so intense that he couldn't stand. Yin Heng stumbled and fell to the ground, but he didn't fall. He steadied himself on one knee. Xiao Yuan was caught off guard by Yin Heng's pull and fell straight back. Seeing this, Yin Heng quickly stood up and supported him by the waist, pulling him into his arms.
Yin Heng was so focused on the person before him that he didn't realize his dream was slowly disintegrating, the objects in his dream disappearing. It wasn't because Xiao Yuan wasn't sleeping soundly, and soon she noticed Yin Heng was gone. She woke the other two and rushed over without stopping. That call interrupted the illusion the woman had created for Yin Heng.
Surprisingly, Xiao Yuan did not push him away, with a look of confusion in her eyes. Yin Heng stared at the person in his arms, lost in thought.
Yin Heng thought to himself, "Are we still dreaming? If this weren't a dream, you would have been a few steps away from me."
When Xiao Yuan met Yin Heng's gaze, he forgot what to do for a moment and frowned slightly.
"Yin Heng, you..."
Xiao Yuan opened his mouth but before he could finish his words, they were blocked in his throat. Yin Heng leaned over and kissed him.
It was too presumptuous... But if this was a dream, what did it matter if it was a little presumptuous... If this was not a dream, Yin Heng might never have such an intimate moment with him in his entire life.
When Yin Heng kissed him on the lips, Xiao Yuan's mind went blank. He forgot the rest of the conversation, and his pupils constricted. He instinctively backed away. Yin Heng kissed him eagerly and passionately, pressing the back of his head to immobilize him. Xiao Yuan placed his hand on his chest, feeling the violent throbbing of his heart.
At this moment, outside the dream, in the wasteland of Xiejia Village, Jiang Yun and Ye Qingci were standing beside the weeds, watching Yin Heng...doing something unspeakable.
Jiang Yun poked Ye Qingci and asked him in disbelief: "Qingci, am I crazy or is it my senior brother who is crazy?"
Ye Qingci: "Maybe he's crazy."
The culprit of this incident, the red-tailed fox, maintained his human form and stood aside, but was now ignored by several people.
She thought to herself, "I wonder why this young monk is so indifferent to beauty. Turns out he's a homosexual."
In the dream, Xiao Yuan was kissed so hard that he leaned back, and his tongue slid into his mouth and conquered it. In a hurry, Xiao Yuan bit the tip of Yin Heng's tongue, and his mouth was suddenly filled with the smell of blood, and the tip of his tongue was bleeding. Yin Heng stopped moving in pain, and Xiao Yuan took the opportunity to push him away and slap him. This slap was not full of force, but it was very loud. Yin Heng's face was tilted to one side, and Xiao Yuan grabbed the collar and threw him aside. Just now, there was a strange sound in the southeast, and Ye Qingci went to check. At present, only Jiang Yun was still there. Xiao Yuan could only shout Jiang Yun angrily, and pulled off the brocade bag at his waist and threw it to him, saying: "Feed him the pill!"
Xiao Yuan turned and glared at the red-tailed fox. His lips glistened with water as he wiped the blood from them. Then, his long sword unsheathed, he lunged at the fox, carrying a chilling chill, intent on taking her life. The fox was cunning by nature, and just as the sword's energy was about to reach her, it instantly transformed into smoke and vanished with the wind, disappearing without a trace.
The blade rested across his jaw, Xiao Yuan scanned the figure with his peripheral vision, silently sensing the wind's direction. In a flash, he turned and took a step back.
She is behind me.
The red-tailed fox bared its fangs, about to bite through his carotid artery, but Xiao Yuan's quick reaction prevented her from succeeding. The oppressive chill spread over her body, slowing her movements. Luckily, the red-tailed fox managed to hide again when the next sword energy approached.
Nearby, Jiang Yun had already stuffed a pill into Yin Heng's mouth. The drug took effect quickly, and Yin Heng regained consciousness in just a moment. He squinted in the darkness, igniting his spiritual fire to illuminate the path ahead. Seeing Xiao Yuan's expression, he knew what was happening, but he couldn't tell if the red-tailed fox had transformed into smoke and blended into the wind. Half-guessing, half-confused, he quickly approached Xiao Yuan's side, leaving Jiang Yun alone by the weeds. Seeing his senior brother and Xiao Yuan there, he followed the direction Ye Qing had left.
After Xiao Yuan briefly explained the situation, the initiative passed to Yin Heng. Yin Heng leaped to the tall tree in the center of the wasteland, its branches lightly clumped with leaves. He raised one hand to push aside the leaves in front of him, and with his other hand, he formed a hand seal to control the wind. The red-tailed fox appeared in the strong breeze. Taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Yuan's added chill prevented her from blending into the wind, Yin Heng stood on the tree and, with one hand, drew the willow flute and brought it to his lips. The flute's long and melodious sound was actually filled with energy, which invisibly bound the red-tailed fox. Xiao Yuan concentrated his spiritual power in his palm and knocked the red-tailed fox back to its original form with a single palm, capturing the small fox, which was white except for the red tail behind it, by the scruff of the neck.
The red-tailed fox struggled in his hands, like an ant trying to shake a tree, and obediently let Xiao Yuan hold her. Her round, watery eyes stared at him, making him feel a little pitiful.
Bah, pathetic ass, how can you be innocent if you harmed others first? You only have yourself to blame.
Ye Qingci led Jiang Yun back and followed the direction of the strange noise without noticing anything was wrong. It was probably a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
Xiao Yuan tossed the red-tailed fox into the soul-locking bag. The previously missing people had lost their souls, so even if they were found, it would be useless. The few of them simply buried their bodies properly and quietly left, in the dark, unnoticed.
On the way back to the mountain on his sword, Yin Heng asked Xiao Yuan, "What are you going to do with this little fox?"
Xiao Yuan said unhappily, "Use it to make pills."
There was a hint of anger in his tone. He actually had no recollection of kissing Xiao Yuan in Xiejia Village just now, so he had no idea why Xiao Yuan was angry. He even thought that it was the fox who annoyed him by calling him "Young Master" in a coquettish way without his knowledge.
As for Xiao Yuan, he didn't know that Yin Heng didn't know about the kiss, and thought he was pretending to be stupid and trying to get away with it, so he was sulking.
It was already past five o'clock when he returned to Lingcang Peak. He had slept earlier, but he hadn't slept for long, not to mention Yin Heng who hadn't slept at all. But adhering to the principle of never leaving things overnight, he went to ask Jiang Yun first. Jiang Yun hesitated and refused to say anything, saying, "Brother, it's better if you don't know. I'm doing this for your own good."
It’s for my own good, tell me it’s for my own good.
Then he went to find Ye Qingci, who was planning to live in Lingcang Peak and sleep in the same room with Jiang Yun. Ye Qingci's ideas were similar to Jiang Yun's, but he couldn't explain them clearly. Yin Heng didn't want to talk anymore.
He kept complaining to himself, "These guys... they don't even answer questions, they're just treating me like a fool."
He didn't figure it out and still attributed everything to himself. He didn't even know what he was responsible for, like a lost animal, disoriented and trying to find its way in vain.
The principle of never leaving things overnight is not something that cannot be broken... In fact, in the past few years, he had angered others a few times for unknown reasons, but he never found out and ended up getting nothing done, so he just treated this as an ordinary prank.
After pondering for a moment, he finally decided to just go to sleep. His eyes were already sore and red, so he washed up briefly and lay down on the couch. He thought he would fall asleep soon, but because of this, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Not long after he calmed down, he suddenly jumped up from the couch, casually put on a robe, and took out a wooden box from the cabinet. Yin Heng carefully opened it and took out an earring. It was made of jade, crystal clear, and reflected the moonlight and shone softly.
This was made together with the wrist bracelet when Xiao Yuan was a young man, and it has the same effect.
He carefully held the earring in his pocket and walked towards the side room. He originally just wanted to see if the man was asleep. If so, he would secretly place it next to his pillow. However, he didn't expect that he had not yet gone to bed.
The room was lit with candlelight. Yin Heng approached the door and knocked gently. Through the window lattice, he saw the man stand up. Then the door opened. Xiao Yuan's hair was loose, and the black hair fell on his shoulders. The man had a calm expression.
Xiao Yuan: "Why are you here?"
Yin Heng: "I can't sleep."
Xiao Yuan: "..."
Xiao Yuan didn't chase him away, but turned around and left the door a crack for him, meaning to let him in. Yin Heng understood his intention and walked in quietly.
Xiao Yuan sat down at the table with a book spread out on it. Yin Heng sat down beside him. Xiao Yuan closed the book and looked up at him: "What brings you here so late?"
Yin Heng didn't answer him, but took out the earring from his arms and said, "This pendant was made together with the bracelet on your hand before. I didn't give it to you then, so I brought it here and thought of giving it to you."
Xiao Yuan glanced at the chain on his wrist, hesitated for a moment and said, "No need, you can keep it."
Upon hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed across Yin Heng's face, but he quickly hid it. He awkwardly put the earring away and rubbed his knuckles in bewilderment. Both of them were silent, and Yin Heng was the first to ask, "Ahan, are you angry? I fell into a dream about a red-tailed fox in Xiejia Village, and there's a fuzzy memory. Did I...do something to offend you?"
It's more than offensive, it's...
Xiao Yuan suddenly recalled the feeling of Yin Heng's lips and tongue when he kissed him. The tips of his ears immediately turned red, and he tilted his head and uttered a "hum" through his nose. His hair at the temples obscured the blush on the tips of his ears, but Yin Heng had already seen it before, and his confusion intensified.
"I... I was not sober at that time. If I did anything excessive... I'm sorry, Ahan, I didn't mean it..." Yin Heng explained anxiously, and grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand in a hurry. The temperature of Yin Heng's palm was so hot that Xiao Yuan pulled his hand away suddenly.
After a series of actions and words, the explanation seemed particularly weak. Yin Heng didn't finish his words, and he couldn't continue. He lowered his head, and I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I guessed it was not good.
Xiao Yuan stroked his brow and sighed softly, "Yin Heng, do you remember what I said on the night I turned twenty?"
Xiao Yuan didn't wait for his answer, regardless of whether he remembered it or not, and continued: "I understand your feelings in my heart, and I also said that I won't bear any grudges against you in the future, but you... don't need to agree with me on everything. I hope you can understand what I mean."
"Don't linger around here."
"You don't have to give up my earrings, but please keep the bracelet. As for matters of the heart, it's not up to me to decide." Yin Heng's voice was hoarse and choked.
He leaned closer to Xiao Yuan and poked his chest: "It's up to my heart. If my heart is firm, it won't be easily moved. Liking you is my business, no matter how hard or painful it is, I will bear it."
Before he finished speaking, Yin Heng had already walked out the door. The candlelight in the room flickered, like a restless heart.
How could he be so stupid... Stupid enough to expose his heart, almost cut out his whole heart, stupid enough to be willing to bang his body against the wall, and still refuse to turn back even when his head was broken and bleeding, stupid enough to turn his words into sharp blades to torture him, but he only said "No matter how hard or painful it is, I will bear it."
Yin Heng practically escaped, retreating to his room, gasping for air. Only then did he feel relaxed. After calming down, he sat on a wooden stool and took out the jade pendant. The hook had pierced his earlobe, piercing his flesh and hanging from his left earlobe. The pain of the sharp hook piercing his flesh heightened his senses in the night, the pain in his heart becoming even more intense. The crimson blood slid down his ear hole, half hanging on the jade pendant, adding a touch of allure to the jade.
Shocking cold.
He was the only warmth in his biting cold wind. Even the cold winter had to give way when seeing his eyes and eyebrows. The appearance of this person amazed him on the cold day when he was sixteen years old.
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