Qu Yunmie raised his head and looked at Xiao Rong. Although he still didn't speak, his eyes seemed to be saying something. He saw through Xiao Rong's tricks and knew that he was deliberately trying to coax him.
Xiao Rong looked at him, and slowly, Xiao Rong could no longer laugh. He closed his mouth, and his throat rolled for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice became tight and hoarse: "Don't you feel any pain?"
Qu Yunmie: “It hurts.”
Xiao Rong's brows wrinkled unconsciously. His expression at this moment looked as if he was blaming Qu Yunmie: "Then why don't you scream? Do you have to endure it in front of me?"
Qu Yunmie: “…”
He was speechless for a moment, and after opening his mouth, he answered: "I just feel that this pain doesn't seem to be a big deal now."
Xiao Rong suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand. It turned out that he lost control and broke his knuckles.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Rong hid the emotions in his eyes. When he looked up again, he still looked like the flamboyant and happy Xiao Rong: "Thank you."
Qu Yunmie looked at him, his brows slightly furrowed.
Xiao Rong continued, "Thank you for saving me. Thank you for finding me so quickly. It was really quick. I thought I was going to spend the night in the woods, but you were standing in front of me so quickly. At that moment, you were like a god descending from the sky. You were so majestic."
Qu Yunmie's eyes began to move downwards. Seeing this, Xiao Rong immediately slapped the table and said, "Oh right! Do you know how Yuan Baifu died? I killed him. He wanted to kill me, but he couldn't beat me. I stabbed him and left him in that earthen building to die. He never dreamed that in the end, it was me, a weak scholar, who killed him."
The corners of Xiao Rong's lips were raised high, and he seemed very proud. However, in the increasingly quiet atmosphere, Xiao Rong could no longer maintain this expression. The corners of his mouth gradually dropped. He looked at Qu Yunmie, his eyes trembling slightly with uneasiness.
"Aren't you going to praise me?"
Qu Yunmie also looked at him. He saw Xiao Rong suddenly stand up with a very excited look.
"I did a good job, you did a good job, no one made a mistake! Now the bad guy is dead, I'm back, everything is fine, why are you still like this?!"
"Qu, Yun, Mie!"
"You can vent to me, you can yell at me, but you can't torture yourself in front of me, because this is not torturing you, but torturing me!!"
Qu Yunmie was stunned for a moment, and he also stood up, "I am not..."
He didn't say the rest of the sentence. He pursed his lips and reorganized his words: "I just feel that I haven't changed much in the past ten years. I still can't protect the people I care about."
Xiao Rong clenched his fists, took a step forward, grabbed Qu Yunmie by the collar, raised his head, and got very close to Qu Yunmie: "No! No! No!"
Xiao Rong's voice was almost gritting his teeth: "You are not allowed to have such messed up thoughts. No one in this world can question your ability, not even yourself!"
"You think you can't protect me, but you protect me every day and night. I am alive today because of you, and I have so much because of you. Please, don't blame yourself for an accident, okay? Why can't you hug me and cry like a normal person, and tell me how scared you are? Then you can feel at ease, and then we can comfort each other and take all the bad things into our dreams, and we can continue our normal lives after waking up."
"Did you hear that? This is what I want, I want you--" hug me.
But Xiao Rong's voice stopped abruptly before he said these three words. There were tears in his eyes, but no tears fell. It was very strange. He had always been a strong person, but in front of Qu Yunmie, he was especially strong.
So he couldn't say those three words, and Qu Yunmie looked at him in a daze. After a while, he took a step forward and pressed Xiao Rong in his arms.
The moment the familiar breath swept over him, Xiao Rong closed his eyes reflexively. He bit his lower lip tightly, not looking, listening, or speaking, temporarily closing himself off so as to resist the impact of this sober hug.
Qu Yunmie did not disturb him. He just held Xiao Rong, supported his head, and then naturally pressed his lips against Xiao Rong's hairline.
This shouldn't be considered a kiss, it's just an instinctive action, but even if it can't be called a kiss, it's definitely not a normal behavior between two men.
"Kissing" Xiao Rong's body, Qu Yunmie's heart suddenly trembled, not a tremor of fear, but a tremor of relief, as if something was not placed properly and was always shaking, and after a loud bang at the bottom, the shaking feeling disappeared.
Qu Yunmie raised his head slightly. There had always been a question bothering him in his mind, but it was not until today that he realized that the question was not a big deal. He actually knew the answer all along, but he did not understand what the answer meant before.
After a long while, Qu Yunmie whispered to Xiao Rong, "Go to sleep."
Xiao Rong slowly raised his eyes like an old gear, as if he had to muster up courage just to look at Qu Yunmie. He frowned and asked, "What about you?"
Qu Yunmie finally smiled, but it was so light that it was hard to tell: "Of course I will stay with you and sleep with you."
Just like the countless days and nights in the future, no matter what the reason, he would never let Xiao Rong leave his side again.
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