Phantom Skeleton Painting

Chapter 114: Trails of the stars (end)

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Because of this experience, Lin Banxia, who had planned to go home directly, was cowardly. On the one hand, he was guilty, and on the other hand, he really couldn't imagine what kind of eyes Song Qingluo would look at him with. Sad or angry? There must be happiness, but I don't know if I will be angry because of it...

It is said that close to the country is timid, and the lover is clearly in front of him, but Lin Banxia is a little helpless. After such a delay, it was delayed for three or four days. For three or four days, Lin Banxia was like a pervert, going home every day to peep at Song Qingluo at his house. Kisses and kisses, hugs and hugs, just when he made up his mind to restore Song Qingluo's time, Xiaohua suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Xia Xia." Xiaohua's voice was still grandma's sweet, she blinked her eyes and said the most cruel words in the most innocent tone, she said, "Brother Qing Luo said, if you don't come back, he won't wait for you. "

Lin Banxia was shocked.

"He said it was too hard to wait." Xiaohua said, "Anyway, you don't love him anymore, he still forgets about you."

Lin Banxia: "Really??!"

Little Flower nodded.

Lin Banxia immediately became anxious, and after thinking about it, she decided that she couldn't delay her coming back any longer, and the men would run away with them, so she patted Xiaohua on the head and said, "Xiaohua, go out for a while, brother has something to talk about. Brother Qing Luo said."

Xiaohua smiled happily, hummed softly, and closed the door for Lin Banxia thoughtfully.

It was early morning when Lin Banxia arrived. He stared at Song Qingluo's face for a long time, then got up and sat slowly by the bed. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to hit the air gently. snap your fingers...

The frozen time flowed again, Song Qingluo's eyelashes trembled, as if slowly waking up from a deep sleep, he felt an unusual breath in the air, turned his head slightly, and saw the gods bathed in the morning light... No, then Not a god, but Lin Banxia.

Although the green light in his eyes has not faded, his eyes are filled with the radiance of mortals, ecstasy, excitement, and a hint of timidity...

"Qing Luo." He called his name, like a child who hadn't returned home for a long time, afraid of punishment from his family, and seemed extra cautious.

Song Qingluo blinked, he wanted to make sure that he didn't have hallucinations.

Seeing him not moving, Lin Banxia didn't know how to react for a while, but after hesitating for a while, she slowly got up, walked in front of Song Qingluo, bent down and almost touched the tip of Song Qingluo's nose: "Qingluo, you speak."

Song Qingluo's lips turned white, and he stretched out his hand and gently touched Lin Banxia's skin with his fingertips, as if to confirm that Lin Banxia was indeed in front of his eyes. Everything that had been planned before was turned into a phantom at the moment of seeing Lin Banxia, any punishment, any blame, all turned into ecstasy surging in his chest.

"Lin Banxia." Song Qingluo's voice was hoarse, "You fucking know how to come back!"

Lin Banxia thought that Song Qingluo was going to scold him, she lowered her head and was about to accept the punishment obediently, but in the next moment, a pair of hands slammed him into his arms with great strength, almost crushing Lin Banxia's body. bone. Song Qingluo buried her head in Lin Banxia's hair for a long time, and Lin Banxia didn't dare to struggle, so she could only let him hold it.

The morning sun shot in from the window, and both of them were plated with a brilliant pale gold. Song Qingluo's embrace finally loosened, but he didn't dare to look into Lin Banxia's eyes, but lowered his head and kissed his eyes. It was a scorching kiss, as if it were some fragile glass, carefully but with uncontrollable greed.

Lin Banxia let out a light hum, helplessly grabbed Song Qingluo's wrist, and hummed: "Itchy..."

Song Qingluo didn't answer, raised his chin and raised his cheeks. The two of them finally looked at each other, and the moment their eyes met, Lin Banxia's body trembled slightly like an electric shock. He didn't know why he was trembling, as if at this moment, his soul and Song Qingluo's soul resonated.

"Are you still going?" Song Qingluo asked.

"I won't leave, I will never leave." Lin Banxia murmured, "I just want to stay where you are."

Song Qingluo said: "Okay, you said it yourself, if you still want to leave in the future, I will kill you, and then kill myself—"

Lin Banxia nodded.

The long-awaited reunion was finally realized at this time. After the promise, the two sides could not restrain themselves.

The soul seemed to melt into the scorching touch of the skin, everything was so perfect and wonderful, Lin Banxia almost drowned in Song Qingluo's endless demands and tenderness. He forgot the time and who he was, leaving only the rapid breathing and soft kisses beside his ears.

After everything was over, it was already sunny noon, Lin Banxia was all soft, and let Song Qingluo help him take a bath and change into clean clothes.

In the yard, Lin Banxia saw her friend Ji Leshui, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and obviously knew that he was back. Seeing him, she ran towards him and gave him a heavy hug.

"Fuck, Lin Banxia, where have you been?" Ji Leshui complained with red eyes, "You don't know how long we've been looking for you—"

Lin Banxia said, "Isn't this coming back?"

"Lin Banxia." Li Su, who was hiding from the sun in the next room, also shouted, "Come in and die!! Look at how much everyone has suffered during the days you've been gone—"

Lin Banxia smiled and said, "Okay, scolding as you please."

But he really entered the room and stood in front of Li Su. Li Su, who had been aggressive just now, couldn't scold him anymore, his eyes were a little red, he swept Lin Banxia up and down, and muttered, "Why are you so thin."

Lin Banxia smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Li Su rubbed his eyes, "Still... still going?"

"Don't go." Lin Banxia said this and turned to look at Song Qingluo who was standing not far away. His eyes kept falling on him, and he didn't want to look away for a moment, thinking that he was worried about the same thing as Li Su.

Lin Banxia, are you still leaving? Of course he didn't leave, why would he want to leave again

Lin Banxia closed his eyes, as if he heard its light voice again. If he had chosen to leave without hesitation before, but now that his feelings had returned to him, he began to think whether there was a two-way strategy. .

Humans with feelings will have a much shorter time as heirs, because human beings with rich feelings are not qualified containers to carry will. They will break, they will break down, they will be unable to bear the truth and they will fall into inextricable madness.

Lin Banxia didn't care too much, anyway, the lifespan of human beings is only a few decades, and it is the best ending to be able to accompany Song Qingluo until old age.

He was very lucky to have met Song Qingluo when he was young, and if he could still see him with white hair, it would be even more merciful and favored by God.

Lin Banxia lowered her eyes and suppressed the green light in her pupils, with a bright smile on her face: "I'm hungry, Qing Luo, I really want to eat your cooking."

Song Qingluo whispered, "Okay, but you have to accompany me."

"Just stay with me." Lin Banxia said, "I won't run away."

The yard suddenly became lively.

Ji Leshui followed Xiaohuaxiaogu to play with water in the garden, Lin Banxia sat at the door of the kitchen and watched Song Qingluo roll up his sleeves to wash his hands and make soup for him. The flowers and plants in the courtyard are prosperous, covering the midsummer sunshine, and the breeze is mixed with a hint of unnamed flowers.

Lin Banxia closed his eyes suddenly, feeling a little tired, but he closed his eyes and saw the distance.

The planet is still spinning, and the green light will attach to it at any time to contaminate it. All he has to do is to expel the light spots. Lin Banxia moved his fingertips slightly, and the light spot fell off, and the music sounded like a joyful song. And with feelings, he actually resonated with this joy.

"Banxia." With a slight push on his shoulder, Lin Banxia opened his eyes and saw Song Qingluo. The weather was a little hot, and Song Qingluo's sweat soaked through his hair. He held the freshly prepared food in his hand and handed it to Lin Banxia: "Try it."

Lin Banxia snorted and took Song Qingluo's chopsticks. After chewing for a while, she showed a happy smile. She suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait."

Song Qingluo grabbed his hand: "Where are you going?"

Lin Banxia smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Song Qingluo refused to let go.

"Trust me." Lin Banxia said, "I promised you."

Song Qingluo was silent. He seemed to be weighing the credibility of Lin Banxia's promise. The things he cherished were finally recovered. If he lost it again, he really couldn't stand it.

But Song Qingluo still let go, Lin Banxia's eyes were too moving, so he couldn't say the words of refusal.

"Come back early." Song Qingluo said hoarsely.

Lin Banxia smiled charmingly and turned around to leave the yard.

Time suddenly slowed down, it was only a few minutes, but in Song Qingluo's eyes, it seemed like a century. Fortunately, the person he was waiting for finally came back, holding the purchased items in his hand, Lin Banxia ran to Song Qingluo, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed Song Qingluo's favorite iced Coke to his lips.

Song Qingluo's lips moved slightly, and he took a sip. It was indeed his favorite flavor.

"I don't think there is any Coke at home anymore." Lin Banxia said, "I'll go buy you a bottle."

Song Qingluo didn't speak, and gently brushed the sweat stains off Lin Banxia's forehead: "I'll continue cooking."

"Yeah." Lin Banxia didn't care much, wiped the sweat with a T-shirt, and sat down behind Song Qingluo again.

The milky white smoke from the cooking rose up, turning into fluffy clouds in the low sky.

The sound of music calling for him gradually faded away, replaced by a whisper from Song Qingluo's ear, Lin Banxia squinted and enjoyed her leisure time.

The wonderful food was served on the table, and each bite touched the taste buds on the tip of the tongue. Song Qingluo watched Lin Banxia feast on it.

He suddenly noticed something, looked up at the sky, and found that there were densely packed stars on the blue sky dome. They actually competed with the sun's rays and were densely covered on the dome.

Lin Banxia naturally felt it too, but he didn't raise his head, shook the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, and silently refused their invitation.

The stars finally faded away, as if it was just a momentary illusion, and the world became the same again.

Song Qingluo looked at Lin Banxia. He had lowered his head and continued to eat the food in front of him. He didn't even notice that the soup had stained the corners of his mouth. At this moment, Song Qingluo really felt that Lin Banxia had lost his icy divinity. , back to the world.

Will he go again? Song Qingluo thought so.

As if realizing his doubts, Lin Banxia smiled and said, "I'm back." He licked off the stains on the corners of his lips, and came over again, as if to please Song Qingluo and kissed Song Qingluo's lips, "No more, no. gone."

He is his fireworks, his human world, and his only god.

They redeemed each other and experienced countless calamities. At this time, they can stay together until the end of the world.

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The author has something to say:

In fact, what I think is that it will be over when I come back. I will write it slowly in the fanwailai, and I will continue after a few days of rest. If you want to watch the fanfare, remember to leave a thick comment. I will pick it up and write it according to the situation. Tweet Mi one by one~. This year has gone by so fast. Before you know it, it's already halfway through. The fantasy drama has been serialized for four months. Thank you for your gentle company. I love you! The next book may be written with a short romance, and the next book will continue to be beautiful. Interested babies can collect books and columns, and we will see you on the next journey.

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