Although Song Chungui prepared a guest room for Xie Bi'an, the two of them did not live in Yunxie, because Fan Wuxi followed him every step of the way, so it was really inappropriate to stay here.
So the two returned to Lanxi Town, pretending to be travelers and staying in the inn.
After returning to the inn, Jie Bian took out the coffin, which had been shrunk down to the size of a palm, and put it on the table. In fact, he can put it directly into the Qiankun bag. The Qiankun bag can't hold any living things, but it is so big that a sedan chair can also be stuffed into it. However, if the coffin is regarded as an object and mixed with a pile of sundries, it will be disrespectful to the dead. If you don't put it in the Qiankun bag and dangle it around your body, what will it look like inside.
Fan Wuxi glanced at it and guessed what Bian was thinking: "It's fine to put it in the Qiankun bag."
"inappropriate."
Fan Wuxi held back the ridicule towards Zong Minghe, and said, "Let's go to the town for a stroll, have a meal, and then buy a new Qiankun bag, shall we?"
Xie Bian frowned slightly, but did not answer. He knew where Fan Wuxi would take him - those places that could bring back his memories.
Fan Wuxi walked up to Xie Bian, squatted down, supported his knee with one hand, and looked up at him: "You are hungry too. At this time, there are delicious food everywhere in Lanxi Town. Remember you Is the restaurant you took me to called Mianyue Tower? Just go to that restaurant, okay?"
Xie Bian turned away his face: "No, just eat something at the inn."
"The food in this inn is definitely not good. Let's go eat what you like. We will order a table of dishes and two pots of good wine."
"I don't like food." Jie Bian looked out the window indifferently, "I am no longer interested in eating, drinking, playing, and even orchids. I like those things only because I was young."
Fan Wuxi suddenly felt bitterness: "Then what does big brother like now? Whatever you like, I will find it for you."
"I don't like anything."
Fan Wuxue stared blankly at Jie Bian's dim and empty eyes. At this moment, he realized that what this person said was not angry, but that he really didn't like anything and didn't expect anything. The big brother who loves to travel around, is full of curiosity about everything, and brings him gifts and new flower seeds every time he goes home, the big brother who sincerely loved the world, has become lifeless now, with eyes like The dusty orb can no longer emit the light it once had.
It's because of him, he made the person he loves the most like this.
Fan Wuxi's heart was cut like a knife, he grabbed Bian's hand and held it tightly: "You, you like again, okay, this time, no matter what you like, I will protect it with my life, and you will never will be lost, you can safely and boldly like it.”
Xie Bian turned his face, the calmness between his brows and eyes was as quiet as a painting: "I have nothing to lose."
"Brother!" Fan Wuxi's eyes were full of pain, he tried not to show cowardice, but from his pupils to his voice, he was pleading, "I know I'm not qualified to say this, but I want a chance, I want to I want a chance to make you laugh again, I want a chance that we can grow old together. I know that you won’t let anyone get close to you except me. You are afraid of being alone. Brother, I beg you, don’t Resist me like this again, I am willing to atone for all the things I have done wrong, give me a chance, okay, otherwise I will not give up, never give up."
Xie Bian tried hard to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by Fan Wuxi, his expression was numb, but the end of his eyes was slightly red.
Fan Wuxi raised his neck and exposed his throat to Jie Bian in a sacrificial gesture. It was complete surrender and trust. His bright eyes flickered and shone brightly: "Brother, Xiao Jiu is wrong, you don't You can forgive me."
"Don't mention this name again." Xie Bian gritted his teeth.
"I'm just going to mention that I'm brother's Xiaojiu." Fan Wushi grabbed Xie Bian's hand and pressed it against his strong chest, "I did something wrong in the past, as long as I admit it, as long as I repent, You will forgive me, I did a lot wrong this time, don't give up on me, you can scold me, beat me, teach me, just don't give up on me."
"… enough."
"Brother, I miss you so much, I really want to go back to the past with you." Fan Wuxi's extremely charming fox eyes were covered with water vapor, which seemed really touching.
The next moment, Jie Bian slapped him with the other hand without hesitation.
Fan Wuxi tilted his head, staring blankly at the ground, a reddish palm print gradually appeared on his jade-white face.
"Stop pretending." Xie Bian said viciously, "If you did something wrong, you can pretend to be good, and I will forgive you no matter what, but what you did was evil, and what you did to me and the world is unforgivable. The object of your atonement is not me, but countless innocent living and undead!"
Fan Wuxi raised his hand and gently stroked the hot spot on his face. Even though he was sternly reprimanded, he still felt happy, and he showed a very bitter smile: "This is the first time that big brother touches me on his own initiative."
"you!"
"Brother, I will make atonement, to you and to the world. I will set things right, quell the disputes, and bring peace back to the world of ghosts and ghosts. I will protect you and the people you want to protect."
"Wait until you do it."
"I will do it." Fan Wuxi grabbed that hand again, and brought it to his lips to kiss lightly, "I'm not sensible, brother will teach me more."
Jie Bian withdrew his hand forcefully and stood up.
Fan Wuxi also stood up, and the oppressive feeling brought by his height immediately overwhelmed the weakness created by deliberately being inferior, which made Xie Bian's nerves tense, and subconsciously took a small step back.
"I said that one day I will grow taller than you." Fan Wushi stretched out his hand again, seeing that Bian was on guard, he grabbed his clothes instead, "But even if I am taller than you, or taller than you, You are amazing, and I only listen to you."
Xie Bian's heart trembled twice. He had heard Zong Zixiao crisply say these words to him in the boyish voice that hadn't changed. It got into the ear even more arrogantly and lingered for a long time.
Like a charm that responds across time and space, it keeps hitting his heartstrings.
Compared with those coercion and aggression, this person's constant showing of weakness and favor makes him feel more difficult to resist—
Xie Bian still went to the town, but he didn't go to Mianyue Tower for dinner. He just found a noodle stall to fill his stomach, and then went to buy a new Qiankun bag.
Putting Zong Minghe's coffin into the Qiankun bag, Xie Bian felt that the matter was finally settled.
The two of them were still as usual, one was sleeping on the bed and the other was meditating in a chair. Xie Bian has been forced to get used to being inseparable from Fan Wushi, after all, he can't be driven away.
It's just that when he fell asleep in the middle of the night, Jie Bian suddenly felt itchy on his face. He uttered a few ravings in his sleep, and turned over unconsciously. Seeing Fan Wuxi lying beside him.
Xie Bian felt his scalp go numb, and he froze for a moment, not daring to move.
Fan Wuxi opened his eyes and said frankly: "Brother, my waist hurts."
"Get off." Xie Bian was furious.
"This bed is so big, I won't touch you." Fan Wuxi blinked, "Is that okay?"
"roll."
Fan Wuxi got up slowly, and gave Bian a disappointed look: "I just want to sleep with my brother, there is nothing wrong with it." He said and got out of bed.
Jie Bian lay down again and covered his head with the quilt.
"Don't be so bored." Fan Wuxi said softly, "When I was young, you always told me that you would not grow taller if you were bored in the quilt like this." He was silent for a moment, then sighed again, "In summer like this, you will not grow taller." Fan me, beat mosquitoes, and you will sleep only when I sleep well, big brother, why are you so kind to me, who can forget your kindness."
Xie Bian gripped the quilt tightly, the pain in his chest was unbearable.