When Lin Zhizhi returned, Ya Xuan had been waiting for him at the door of the house all morning.
He is not very old, even younger than Lin Zhizhi—perhaps because of his childhood experiences, he looks much more mature and has a natural sense of distrust of others. Even facing the Supreme Elder in Biyun Sect who had already done the apprenticeship ceremony, he still had the same arrogant expression, and if he wanted to come to the outer door, he would come directly. Only facing Lin Zhizhi, who came from the cabin with him, could it be called a "not very clear expression change" - this was in sharp contrast to Little Phoenix.
Feng Qin was born for a long time, but he was favored since childhood, innocent and simple. The feelings that Little Phoenix gave were like a burning flame, scorching and eager. In his bright and direct world, liking is liking, hating is hating, liking a person is a matter of course to chase after him, there is no need to struggle at all.
But Yaxuan is different. He is precocious, sensitive and proud. Such people rarely show affection for others, because in most cases, what they get is always hurt. When he finally grudgingly decides to pour a little bit of his affection on another person, it's like giving him the power to stab him.
It takes a lot of trust and determination.
-Although later, he was surprised to find that before Lin Zhizhi hurt him, he had accidentally violated him first.
At the same time, even more embarrassing, there is a little joy and joy hidden in the tidal wave of pain.
- If you take up your own responsibilities, don't you have to worry about this person leaving
— Firmly hold the outstretched hand of the other party, should you not fall back into the darkness again
-Using such a shady approach, can you just monopolize him like this
Ya Xuan is very afraid of such a self. He stood at the door of Lin Zhizhi all morning, motionless, trying his best to suppress the crumbling emotions in his mind.
Until he saw Lin Zhizhi who came back.
The black-haired boy rides up the wind, his robes are elegant, his eyebrows and eyes seem to be carefully carved by heaven, and his immortal appearance is lost. No matter how beautiful the mountain scenery is, it can't match his splendor.
Ya Xuan has never seen him like this. He has seen the other party's badly wounded and dying, turned into a mortal man, and what's more, he looks like after lust - even these times, he is very beautiful, let alone now. Ya Xuan even vaguely understood in his heart that he was born to be so aloof and arrogant.
Even though Ya Xuan himself has outstanding potential for self-cultivation, he still thinks that the two sides are different from cloud and mud. He is like a light that falls off a cliff by chance and always has to go back.
No one could keep him.
How can you expect a light to stay in the darkness forever
But if the light is gone, how can the creatures who have been in contact with the light survive
Lin Zhizhi was stunned when he saw Ya Xuan who was standing still, his eyes moved from the breakfast box and some medicines placed in the window to the top of the other person's head—[Ya Xuan, favorability index 92, attitude is confused]…
confuse? Confused by what
The young master of the Lin family was a little puzzled. He was shamefully praised at the Lingyao Pavilion just now. At this time, he was in a good mood. It was rare for him to take the initiative to speak and walk to Yaxuan's side: "I just went out, thank you for this."
Ya Xuan did not answer. The boy's foggy eyes stared at Lin Zhizhi's face for a long time, watching him open the breakfast box, took out a bowl of white porridge and side dishes, took two sips from the spoon, and then hesitantly asked, "You have recovered. already?"
He asked vaguely, but Lin Zhizhi understood what he meant: "Well, it's okay."
Ya Xuan came to Lin Zhizhi's side, and took the medicine and the box into the room without a doubt: "Come in and eat, you were only yesterday... In that case, pay attention to rest."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
- No, I really didn't get stuffed with sauce! I've said it a thousand and eight hundred times, you brain-boosting emperor living in your own world!
Lin Zhizhi followed Ya Xuan in, watching him deftly keep the side dishes and medicines to the edge of the table, then he brought a chair and put a layer of cushion on it, as if he was dreaming back to the cabin.
Ya Xuan pulled Lin Zhizhi to sit down, while he came to the door, closed the door with his own hands, and let the darkness occupy most of the room. He himself sat opposite Lin Zhizhi, with his hands crossed to support his chin, watching the other's movements.
A faint light poured in from the crack of the door and the window, illuminating half of Ya Xuan's face. His eyes were a bit sinister, breaking the stagnant atmosphere word by word: "Can you tell me, who are you?"
"You were seriously injured, got into Biyun Sect, recovered but didn't look for your original division or clan... You're not from this area, right?"
Lin Zhizhi frowned at his tone.
This kind of question from Ya Xuan was more similar to a question, which made him a little disliked.
"Are you going to leave soon?" This was the last sentence of Ya Xuan's question. When he said these words, the boy's voice trembled a little, which inexplicably reminded Lin Zhizhi of Feng Qin.
When he left Luoxian Jianzong and went out to build a foundation, Xiao Fenghuang also asked him the same - just to be softer and more coquettish.
The black-haired boy attributed all of Yaxuan's emotions to the "chicken's master plot". He didn't want Ya Xuan to take him seriously, and he didn't want this poor child to be sad, so Lin Zhizhi put down the spoon and replied patiently, "Of course I'll leave, you can focus on following the current master to cultivate Taoism. Can."
Ya Xuan said stiffly: "I... I will really take responsibility, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, can you not leave?"
Lin Zhizhi paused for a moment, and this time he finally decided to take the curve line to save the country, and stopped hearing soft words (?): "Ya Xuan, everything I said is true, that's another person, but I can't tell you. his name."
"But when you first came to this mountain, you didn't know anyone—are those servants? They forced you?" Ya Xuan said with a gloomy face. At the end of this sentence, there was a sense of killing intent, as if Lin Zhizhi would immediately rush to the next door to kill them if he nodded.
The young master of the Lin family had an indifferent face and shook his head.
-Lin Zhizhi suddenly found out at this time that he was caught in a huge dilemma: either admit that Demon Venerable was his secret lover(?), or admit that he was sloppy.
It seems that both are pits and woods
Ya Xuan continued to ask: "Or those other disciples? They saw that you looked good, so, just..."
Seeing that the other party had already created another big scene, Lin Zhizhi interrupted him coldly: "It's none of your business."
These words of disassociation were like a basin of ice water, pouring it on Ya Xuan's already angry brain.
They once cuddled with each other, better than master and apprentice, saved each other's lives, and spent so many days and nights.
But in the end, it was still nothing.
Ya Xuan felt that at this moment, he almost had to go back to the wooden house that was the enemy of all the world.
The favorability on the top of the boy's head changed in real time, and suddenly changed to: [Ya Xuan, favorability index is 93, and his attitude is that he wants to marry. Current blackening index: 20%.]
Lin Zhizhi: Meow meow meow?
The crisp voice of the long-lost system whispered in Lin Zhizhi's ear: "Attention, host, this is the second person who has turned on the blackening value! People who have turned on the blackening index will be extremely dangerous - I just woke up, do I have to sleep again? down?"
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
—Wait! What happened the morning he left! Who will tell him why a candidate who can be his obedient little apprentice(?) suddenly has signs of blackening? ! Didn't he have this attitude before? Why did it turn black after just saying a word? !
Ya Xuan hadn't noticed that the black-haired boy opposite him was in a state of stunned daze. Although he is now in the Biyun Gate, he only feels that his heart has sunk into the cold and deep foot of the mountain.
He told the other party everything candidly and almost opened his heart. His background, his parents, everything about him... But he didn't know anything about Lin Zhiyi.
When Lin Zhizhi left completely, all that was left for him were his memories.
Ya Xuan couldn't control himself.
—Ya Xuan was not originally such a character, nor should he be. It was only recently that after he mistakenly thought that he was having sex after drinking, those pictures kept playing back in his mind, as if another self was gradually being formed.
His restraint suddenly became so insignificant.
- In fact, if there is no Lin Zhizhi, after Yaxuan endured for a long time, after the talent was discovered by Biyunmen, and separated from those ignorant villagers, the only thing left would be the desire for power. It's just that Lin Zhizhi's appearance made Ya Xuan transfer this desire to him.
Ya Xuan stood up abruptly, staring at the dark-haired boy in front of him with complex eyes.
- Even at this time, his heart was already rolling, but the other party was not affected at all. He started to imagine himself kissing him, then fucking him as if he was drunk, breaking his mask...
But he can't.
"I'm sorry, I... I still have some things to do." Ya Xuan finally suppressed this expanding desire for destruction. He hurriedly grabbed the door and fled, leaving only Lin Zhizhi's back in a hurry.
Lin Zhizhi really didn't understand him.
In the eyes of the young master of the Lin family, this guy turned on the blackening mode for no reason and then escaped by himself - then he thought of the first blackened good friend Su Yu.
So, this hellishly high favorability rating is actually not the feeling of [the feeling of being a teacher and apprentice] but the feeling of [I want to be responsible for you and want to fall in love with you]...
It's time for a dog.
Lin Zhizhi sat on the soft cushion, and the medicine and white porridge on the table were reflected in those beautiful black eyes. He didn't say anything, just thinking that Biyunmen is not a place to stay for a long time after all, it's better to leave early.