It seems that Ying Chen will sleep with him from now on.
How should he face it
Probably Ying Chen's current attitude is soft and his expression is tired. In addition, he remembered the unspeakable shameful things he did with Ying Chen in his previous life.
Wen Yu felt less nervous and vigilant at the moment, and instead took a few steps back as if at a loss.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was a hopeless scumbag.
In his memory, he was sent to Ying Chen as a human sacrifice, but Ying Chen not only did nothing to him, but also fed him well and protected him.
Instead, he fell in love with Ying Chen's good looks, took the initiative to seduce him, hooked him up, and then walked away.
He has seen a classmate cry sadly after his girlfriend proposed to break up, and he was immersed in the entanglement that he couldn't let go of for a long time.
But Ying Chen has been looking for him for a thousand years.
How did he get here during these thousand years of days and nights.
Wen Yu's heart suddenly throbbed, looking at Ying Chen sitting on his bed, it felt like looking at a resentful husband who had been abandoned by him.
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Looking at her with dark eyes, she seemed to be saying silently: "Come here and coax me!"
Wen Yu didn't dare to face him, turned his eyes away and said sullenly: "I'm not sleepy yet, you can rest."
Ying Chen: "Don't go."
A trace of worry flashed across his tired expression, and his voice was anxious and hoarse.
That way, it's more like a resentful husband.
Wen Yu:
If you don't let him go, do you still want him to watch Ying Chen sleep here
"That's fine, I just want to do a few sets of questions, you go to sleep."
He walked to the desk with one hand and one foot, opened the schoolbag with clumsy movements, and casually dug out two sets of comprehensive science test papers and spread them on the desk.
Sitting with his back facing Ying Chen, holding a pen and preparing to write questions to calm himself down.
Looking down, she saw the braided bracelet that Ying Chen was wearing on her wrist. The texture of the dark purple lines feels no different from ordinary thread-woven bracelets.
It was only after looking closely that there was a strange halo on it, which made Wen Yu feel that it was extraordinary.
Ying Chen said that this bracelet can protect him and prevent him from taking it off.
Now that he wears it on his wrist, he doesn't even feel repulsed, on the contrary, he still thinks it looks pretty.
Wen Yu couldn't help raising his wrist, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but fiddle with the thread pendant at the mouth twice.
He suddenly thought of Ying Chen who was still on the bed behind him.
He hurriedly withdrew his hand, wondering whether Ying Chen would see him holding the bracelet and he liked it very much
There was no movement on the bed behind him. On the contrary, Wen Yu was more concerned about whether Ying Chen had fallen asleep
He wanted to look back, but he was afraid that Ying Chen would see him so absent-minded if he didn't sleep.
The mobile phone is placed next to it, and the black screen reflects the scenery of the room behind it like a mirror.
Wen Yu quietly held it in his hand, and adjusted the angle a little bit to reflect the place beside the bed.
He saw Ying Chen lying quietly on the bed, really seemed to be asleep.
Wen Yu heaved a sigh of relief and turned his head to look over.
Sure enough, Ying Chen was sleeping, the man who hadn't slept for several days was sleeping very calmly and defenseless.
There was a trace of shadow between the thick and long eyebrows. But it didn't affect his cold and handsome appearance in the slightest, with a nice side profile curve, a high nose bridge, and moderately thick lips.
Especially the lips are really nice. It's no wonder that the self in the previous life wanted to kiss him secretly.
These days, he avoided Ying Chen, and would see him whenever he could.
And now when I look at him carefully, it seems that those chaotic and blank memories in the depths of my soul are being revealed bit by bit. It's like fluttering catkins, trying to catch but unable to.
Wen Yu was anxious, wanting to see more clearly, he stood up unconsciously, and walked towards Ying Chen.
The sound of chair feet rubbing against the floor and the sound of footsteps sounded in the silent room, disturbing the sleeping man.
When Wen Yu just walked to the bed, the man who was sleeping peacefully opened his eyes suddenly.
The dark eyes reflected the slightly panicked teenager standing in front of the bed.
Wen Yu:! ! How did you wake up
He suddenly panicked as if he had been caught doing something bad, and this panic reminded him more truly of the past.
It was also Ying Chen who fell asleep on the soft couch in the main hall.
Restless, he couldn't read or write. The man who secretly painted Qingfeng Jiyue secretly, could not help but impulsively kiss his lips secretly.
Ying Chen was also startled, and just like Wen Yu, he remembered his previous life and waited quietly with anticipation in his eyes.
As if waiting for myself to kiss him like in the previous life.
Wen Yu's cheeks became hot instantly, and he hurriedly said: "I want to go out and eat something. You, you continue to sleep."
He turned around and was about to leave, but Ying Chen grabbed his hand: "Don't go."
Ying Chen's voice was hoarse after waking up: "If I had known you were looking at me, I wouldn't have woken up."
"I, I didn't look at it!"
Wen Yu's expression was slightly flustered, and he was gently pulled by Ying Chen and fell down on the side of the bed defenselessly.
"I want to see it, I know you like it."
Ying Chen lifted up a strand of hair on his forehead that covered his eyes, put that handsome face in front of him, and said in a low voice:
"Even if you forget, some things are engraved deep in your soul."
He stroked the young man's heart with his other hand: "I will never forget the feeling here, as long as you want, you can do it to me, no matter what it is."
whatever it is.
Wen Yu felt that Ying Chen was hinting at him. After all, all the things he wanted to do in his last life were
Wen Yu's ears turned red, and he looked away: "Didn't you say I was ugly? Why are you still looking for me so persistently?"
Ying Chen's movements froze, and he suddenly grabbed Wen Yu's arms with a little force, and asked eagerly:
"You remember?!"
It's over.
I was only thinking about being awkward, and accidentally said the things I remembered from the past life.
Wen Yu knew he was a scumbag.
But he didn't dare to let Ying Chen know that he had already remembered that he had scumbed him.
Otherwise, once Ying Chen's grievances of more than a thousand years erupted, he would not be able to bear it.
Wen Yu felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him: "I don't think much about it."
Ying Chen: "Then do you remember, who told you about the Snow Spirit Grass?"
"Ok?"
Wen Yu was puzzled: "What kind of grass?"
Ying Chen looked away from Wen Yu's body, and condensed a trace of coldness: "It doesn't matter if I don't think about it."
The man who was still soft and deep just now, his whole body was rushing with terrible coldness in the blink of an eye, his eyes glowing with cold light pressed the violence that wanted to tear something into pieces.
Wen Yu couldn't help tensing his body, and wanted to dodge back, but Ying Chen still grabbed his arm. Just whisper, "Actually, I found a way to get my memory back."
"what way?"
Ying Chen looked at him again, all the violence in his eyes turned to astonishment.
"It seems that as long as I dispel a spirit, I can remember some past lives."
Ying Chen hesitated again, and smiled relievedly: "So you didn't want to drive me away when you went to the Taoist temple to practice."
At first I wanted to kill you.
Wen Yu confessed silently in his heart.
Ask back: "How do you know that I went to that kind of place and you are following me?"
"No."
Ying Chen's hand caressed the young man's cheek, rubbing the back of his finger without moving:
"Your soul is contaminated with my scent, and you can use my spiritual power with you. But, every time you use it, I can sense it."
Wen Yu:
He thought he was blessed with a unique physique, but it turned out that this was borrowed from Ying Chen's spiritual power.
Ying Chen's index finger slipped on the boy's jawline, and asked in a low voice: "Then what did you think of?"
Wen Yu looked away: "I know that I'm just your sacrificial offering, and I also know that you think I'm ugly."
There was dissatisfaction and awkwardness in the discouraged voice.
It seemed that being called ugly by Ying Chen made him more entangled than human sacrifice, and he was entangled for two lifetimes.
In Ying Chen's astonishment, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up a little.
He looked deeply at the young man's reddish face, gently lifted the broken hair on his forehead with one hand and hung it behind his ear, rubbed his fingers on the red earlobe, and whispered:
"When I saw you for the first time, you were ashen-faced and dirty. You were really ugly."
Wow, can you talk!
Wen Yu's dissatisfaction faintly rose, and his blushing face suddenly turned away.
"Don't be angry." Ying Chen sat up a little closer to him, cupped the boy's unhappy face with both hands, and stared deeply.
The dark pupils imprinted the appearance of a boy, silently expressing his deep love for him.
This was not enough, wanting to further prove that the boy was important in his heart, he couldn't help getting close to the boy, and his soft and warm lips pressed against the boy's forehead.
Wen Yu:! !
Before he had time to push, Ying Chen's lips loosened from his forehead.
He stroked the broken hair on the young man's forehead again, and said slowly: "You don't have to go to Quling to find the memory, I already know that you didn't leave me, it was because I didn't protect you well."
"sorry."
In the deep and deep sentence, it seems that there is intense heartache and pity hidden. Let those who hear it want to cry.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember what happened to us, I will like you first in this life, okay?"