Pick up an escargot and stew it home

A pale moonlight from the cold moon came in through the cracks in the window, finely staining the floor of the room.Perhaps it was such a rainy night, and the moonlight was extraordinarily bleak, and the entire Tingfang Pavilion was deserted.

Bai Gu turned the skull around, picked up the brush in front of him, dipped some ink in it, walked to the side of the screen, and didn't know what was drawn on the doll.

The night was cool and quiet, and the slender phalanx of the bone was so permeable under the light.

Just when he was about to turn around and change a pen, the door opened with a "squeak". Yang Yuelou was holding a gem-studded emerald silver flower hairpin in his hand, and stood at the door dully, obviously stunned by the scene in front of him. .

"You, what are you..." There was strong fear in his voice, and as soon as he let go, the hairpin also fell to the floor.

Hou Xiaoyun's eyes fell on the falling hairpin, and there was no sign of a skeleton on his face, but his clenched hand bones betrayed his panic at the moment.

He calmed down, and said after a while, "What do you say, am I?"

The voice was Hou Xiaoyun's, Yang Yuelou's eyes showed more and more panic, "Xiaoyun?"

"I'm here, Senior Brother."

There was disbelief in Yang Yuelou's eyes, "Xiaoyun, where are you? Stop joking with senior brother, come out quickly."

Hou Xiaoyun sighed after a while, and stood up from his seat, "Brother, didn't you say before that you would recognize me even if I turned into ashes, why did you not recognize me when I became like this?" out of me?"

"You, how is it possible, why..." Yang Yuelou stepped back half a step, and saw the human skin hanging on the screen. The small red plum blossom mark on it was not the birthmark on Hou Xiaoyun's neck.

Under Yang Yuelou's watchful eyes, Hou Xiaoyun raised the human skin with his fingers and stroked it lightly, "It's already dry." There are all kinds of styles that can't be learned.

It wasn't until this moment that Yang Yuelou completely believed that the walking bone in front of him was his junior brother Hou Xiaoyun.

The candles in the room were so full of light that they had the same halo as the Bana flowers by the Wangchuan River.A cloudy wind blew in from the side of the bed, and as soon as the lamp shook, Hou Xiaoyun had already taken the human leather coat from the screen and put it on himself.

Yang Yuelou heard Hou Xiaoyun take a deep breath, his face was as handsome as before, but there was an indescribable stiffness on his face.

He looked down at the ground, only to realize that after being together for so many years, he realized for the first time that Hou Xiaoyun had no shadow.

The chill in Yang Yuelou's heart was getting deeper and deeper, he told himself that he should leave, but there was an unknown rope pulling his heart, preventing him from leaving this room.

During the long period of silence, Hou Xiaoyun had already put on clean clothes. The handsome young man in white clothes like snow was outlined by the moonlight with an unearthly aura, but his narrow and charming eyes were as strong as flowers from the other shore.

At the moment Yang Yuelou was about to step over the threshold, Hou Xiaoyun suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his shirt.

Yang Yuelou felt his eyes dimmed, and in his wide-open eyes, he saw Hou Xiaoyun pulling his entire skirt into his hands, raised his head slightly, and kissed his lips.

It was as if a window paper as thin as a cicada's wing was pierced, and Yang Yuelou's erratic rationality was getting farther and farther away from him.

Hou Xiaoyun got closer, only to realize that Yang Yuelou drank a lot of wine, and his mouth was filled with thick osmanthus wine.

The secret that had been hidden for so long was never expected to be discovered under such circumstances.The emerald silver flower hairpin inlaid with gemstones lingers in my mind.

Hou Xiaoyun left his lips, and dropped a row of dense kisses on his side face, and finally lingered behind his ears, and paused deeply.

Taking a deep breath, my sanity came back bit by bit.

He slowly pushed Yang Yuelou away, looked into his dark eyes, and sighed softly, "What can I do with you?"

"what?"

"I said that you clearly said that I am your junior brother no matter what, but look, how scared you are now. You look like this, which makes me very uncomfortable. But this is me. "

In the glowing candlelight, that weird face felt a little warm.His strong and alluring eyes narrowed slightly, "But, I still don't want you to be so scared, I always feel that I can walk a long way with you."

With a light wave of his hand, Yang Yuelou's eyes closed, and he was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

The moment he was about to fall to the ground, Hou Xiaoyun gently hugged him, and his warm breath pounced on his cheeks, "Okay, senior brother, I thought I was drunk, had a dream and woke up, It’s still the same as before.”

He lifted Yang Yuelou vigorously, never thought that Hou Xiaoyun with such a figure, who has always been a singer, could actually pick up a martial artist and put him on his bed effortlessly.

He waved his hand again, and a cloud of bright light entered Yang Yuelou's mind.It was empty, nothing was left.

The author has something to say: I cut off my hair that I have grown for many years, and dyed it a non-mainstream yellow. I didn't intend to do this, but the designer did it. I am a little fairy, what can I do?Another day of tossing and dyeing brown, he also spent a lot of time and energy, so, of course, he chose to forgive him.