I don’t know how far I went, but looking back, there was only a large area of ​​snow, fog, ice sand at the valley pass. The pavilion had quietly disappeared in the foggy white distant mountains. I didn’t see the way I came, nor did I see the people on the road.

Lin was neglected to be held in Xiao Shao's arms.

He hugged him very tightly, almost without any gap with Lin Shu.

Lin Shu leaned against his chest and let him hold him tightly.

They often have such moments when their skin is close and breathing, and the scent of cold plums on Xiao Shao's body will soak in his body and will not fade for a long time. At this time, Lin Shu always has an illusion that there are only two of them among the vast world. He is part of Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao's aura is his aura, and Xiao Shao's bones and blood are also his bones and blood.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao looked down at him.

Lin Shu's voice trembled a little, and she tried to calm down: "Why don't you want to look at Yingying?"

I like Yingying so much.

Xiao Shao was silent for a long time.

"This life ends here," he only heard him gently, "Seeing each other again will only make her sad."

Lin Shu closed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

In this life, in his previous life, he had never been like this - so easily hurt, and he seemed to have never shed tears in his limited memory, but this year, he was so frequent, as if he was paying back his previous debts.

Yes.

That's what Xiao Shao thought, and he told himself that too.

The fate of this life will end here no matter what.

"Then I..." he said softly: "Will I not... be more sad?"

Xiao Shao: "I am selfish."

Lin Shu buried his face tightly on Xiao Shao's shoulders.

He was afraid that he would cry out of tears the next moment.

Xiao Shao hugged him silently.

Lin Shu didn't say anything anymore.

After finally calming down, we separated and returned to the inn where we settled.

On the bed in the inn, Lin Shu took the initiative to kiss Xiao Shao's neck.

Xiao Shao pressed his shoulder and leaned over to kiss him.

When she was in a state of confusion, Xiao Shao brought him to the mirror.

The floor was covered with a soft blanket, and he was half-tied, kneeling in front of the bronze mirror that fell to the ground, Xiao Shao wrapped his hand around his waist.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

In the past, Xiao Shao also forced him to look in front of the mirror. He didn't understand why Xiao Shao always liked this, but he never wanted to see it. One reason was that he felt a little embarrassed, and the other was that he felt that he was really out of character.

Therefore, this is the first time he has carefully examined his body and facial features.

The white clothes with a texture similar to veil slid down halfway, revealing their shoulders and half of their arms.

He looked at the beautiful facial features of the man in the mirror, the thin red ends of his eyes, and the pink skin revealed by the touch of his skin.

Is this himself?

Not disgusting.

Xiao Shao stroked his right hand on his naked shoulders.

"Does it look good?" His voice lowered, like a bewitching from the deepest part of the night.

By the way, Lin Shu reached out to touch his face in the mirror.

"Does it look good?" Xiao Shao asked again.

The person in the mirror looked confused and nodded hesitantly.

Xiao Shao strangled his throat, his strength was neither light nor heavy, and he slightly blocked his breathing.

"Does it look good?" or the same sentence.

Lin Shu knew that he had to force himself to say those words.

He was a little lost and said, "It looks good."

Xiao Shao kissed him on the side: "Do you like me?"

Lin Shu was even more confused, looking at the same confused person in the mirror, not knowing how to answer.

Xiao Shao said: "Xiao Shao likes Lin Shu, does Lin Shu like himself?"

Lin Shu didn't know.

Whether you like it or not, he is Lin Shu.

Since the ending is the same, why do you have to make a choice again?

But Xiao Shao asked him over and over again: "Do you like him?"

I didn't like it at first.

But since Xiao Shao likes this person and he is not disgusted with it, can he also like it?

Lin Shu's fingers stopped on the side face of the person in the mirror and said in a daze: "I like..."

He saw Xiao Shao bent his eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, smiling very gently, as if he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish all year round.

Xiao Shao said: "Say it again."

Lin Shu: "…like it."

Xiao Shao: "The third time."

Lin Shu: "I like it."

...

Forced to say this, something suddenly fell in his heart.

Or a door that had been covered with dust for decades collapsed, revealing things outside the door.

He was in a trance of thousands of burning lights, almost stabbed his eyes. After getting used to it, he wanted to cry and laugh.

Old events, past clouds and mists, the moss and rotten wood in the corners, and the wettest and cold soil under the ground suddenly turned into the lightest floating soil under such a scorching light. A gust of wind blew over and dispersed, spreading between heaven and earth, with nowhere to be found.

He remembered some past events that were hard to look back on in the past, all kinds of malicious eyes and laughter, crowded and hot crowded, and the crowded and hot crowded, slowly, his face was no longer abominable, and the smell no longer made people sick.

He used to think that it was his fault that there would be such a scene, because he was useless, and he was sad for it and was punished for it.

He seemed to see time flew away, the crowd dispersed, and he was left alone, standing in a ball of light.

Not so.

He likes this person now.

This person is worthy of being liked.

No one did anything wrong.

He stretched out his hand towards the light and came back to his senses, and found that he was still touching the smooth bronze mirror and himself in the mirror.

The chest behind him belongs to Xiao Shao, which is warm and solid.

Lin Shu stared blankly, opened his five fingers, and looked at his shallow and messy palm lines.

His master practiced immortality, so he was a bit feudal superstitious. He took him to see palmistry when he was a teenager.

However, the master also knew that fortune tellers had many sweet words, threatening the gentleman to only say bad things and not good things.

The street god with a pair of sunglasses said, your fate is to commit a lonely star, there are many ups and downs, many displaced, have grievances, no merits, and will not last long, and you will commit suicide and die.

The master panicked and asked how he could explain it.

The gentleman was talking divinely, pointing to the sky with one hand and the other: "Time is the life... I have limited magic power, and I have the will to save people, but I cannot turn back the sky. Whether there is a chance to be reborn can only depend on your own fortune."

He was in a daze, and Xiao Shao held the hand and then covered his palm.

In this way, in Xiao Shao's arms and in Xiao Shao's hands, he finally reborn and became a human being.

Xiao Shao gently bit his ear and said, "Immortal Lord, you will never be confused again."

He pulled down Lin Shu's robe and clothes.

The snow-white clothes, like flowing clouds falling to the ground, fell on the vermilion carpet and spread out.

He pulled out Lin Shu's hairpin.

The black hair like running water slid down on the shoulders.

Xiao Shao kissed him from the side of his neck and licked and bit him gently.

Lin Shu hugged him and pierced his hair with his fingers.

The red candle shook, he took a breath, followed Xiao Shao's movements, and slightly moved his chest to meet him.
To be continued...