Dirty jumped.
The brain that was still calculating just now was blank, as if the water that had been boiling on the stove was gurgling in the brain, steam was dense, and there was chaos.
Normally, Yin Wushu's breath was so light that it was almost unnoticeable, but at this time, it lightly touched Xie Bai's lips, very clearly.
The strength of the fingers pinched on the chin was not too heavy. If Xie Bai was more determined, he could actually break free. But he didn't want to move, he felt as if his body was out of the control of consciousness, completely frozen there, with an inexplicable passive stalemate.
At this time, Xie Bai can be sure that Yin Wushu doesn't even have the slightest bit of normal consciousness, not even a single star left, otherwise he would never have made such an ambiguous action.
But for a moment, Xie Bai, who was in a stalemate, vaguely hoped that Yin Wushu would really wake up at this time. He wanted to see how the sober Yin Wushu would react? Will he let go of his hand and push him out of the circle without hesitation, or...
Just when his body was stiff, Yin Wushu in front of him seemed to think that his attitude was worth pondering, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened again. He put more force on his fingers, and pulled Xie Bai closer...
The erroneous breathing became more entangled, and Yin Wushu's warm and cool nose brushed past the bridge of his nose, almost touching his face. His eyes were shallowly closed, leaving only two long and narrow eye slits, with beautiful and sharp arcs at the end of the eyes, and the eyes with unknown meaning casted into Xie Bai's eyes from the shadow of the eyelashes.
The distance between the lips is no more than a few thin sheets of paper, and with a slight movement, they will meet.
For a long time, his feelings for Yin Wushu have always been very complicated. At first, they were unfamiliar and fearful, and then gradually turned into dependence and admiration. Time starts to change, Xie Bai himself can't explain clearly—
Was it the terrestrial lantern festival that Yin Wushu led around when he was in his twenties, or the few days when he was taken care of by Yin Wushu when he was eighteen or nineteen years old when his corpse was unstable and frostbitten all over his body, or it could have been earlier...
He is naturally thoughtful, no matter what kind of thoughts and feelings he is used to keeping in his heart, his face is still the same cold, no change can be seen.
Sometimes he even thinks that it doesn't matter if the taste does not change. Anyway, he lives with Yin Wushu every day, and it grows and grows, which is much longer than the "lifetime" that is often said in the world, and it is enough.
But when Yin Wushu, who was in a state of confusion and unconsciousness, pinched his chin, and the distance was not more than a hair, he felt that it was not enough. It would be great if he could get closer...
Xie Bai's eyelashes trembled twice, following Yin Wushu's light and clear breathing, he touched his lips with his head.
He was inexperienced, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he only touched it lightly, then bowed his head and gave way back with lowered eyes.
As a result, Yin Wushu's hand pinching his chin froze suddenly, as if this superficial touch made him regain consciousness a little.
Xie Bai didn't raise his eyes, all the rebellious heart just now disappeared with Yin Wushu's stiffening, his ears were flushed, and he wanted to get away from the circle of gold thread regardless.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved away less than an inch, he was picked back by Yin Wushu's slightly moving fingers, and the warm kiss fell.
Xie Bai's fingers trembling as he supported the couch, his half-closed eyes slowly closed...
After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Fake..."
From the time he touched Yin Wushu's lips, the consciousness of being confused by the merman slowly came back. Although the dream that the merman had woven for him hadn't completely dissipated, Xie Bai had almost woken up.
Because what happened later was all fake, he couldn't be more clear...
Back then, he was held in a stalemate by Yin Wushu's chin for a long time, and finally his back was still stiff, and he broke free from Yin Wushu's fingers. When he gave up, his heart was heaving, he forgot the golden thread surrounding it, and accidentally touched it with the fingers of his right hand, causing two deep mouth burns.
I don't know whether it was his muffled snort that startled Yin Wushu, or whether the touch of the golden thread caused him to feel it when his consciousness was deep. In the blink of an eye, Yin Wushu's whole body froze and regained clarity, completely awake.
At that time, he was still a little dazed when he woke up. After a while, he grabbed Xie Bai's right hand, repaired his wound, and said, "Why did you get caught in this circle?"
Xie Bai couldn't explain clearly, Yin Wushu was stunned for a moment before he realized: "You didn't have time to leave when I opened my eyes?"
"Well..." Xie Bai hesitated for a moment, and finally omitted the inconvenient description in the middle.