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"Daoist..."
Xiao Xingchen seemed to hear the hoarse voice of the boy in the past, which had been intentionally changed.During those days in Yizhuang, he had heard him call him so many times, with emotions that were both true and false, but what was real and palpable was the things we spent together.Are you dreaming again?He helped his forehead, and just wanted to get up, but found himself in an unfamiliar environment.
All kinds of things before coma flooded into his mind, and he woke up completely, only to find that there was nothing visible in front of him, but a vast expanse of whiteness.Xiao Xingchen reached out his hand to his eyelids, and touched a piece of cloth. His eyes...are they blindfolded?
He froze, but heard the familiar voice coming from behind him again.
"Daoist, don't get up in a hurry. What happened? When I picked you up, you passed out on the road, and even the blindfolded Bai Ling disappeared." With someone supporting her back, she sat slowly. Suddenly, Xiao Xingchen trembled all over, and asked, "Ah Yang?"
Xue Yang replied, "What's the matter? Didn't you just go out to buy some groceries, what did you encounter on the way?"
Xiao Xingchen thought to himself, it was really a coincidence that he met this soul body, and he even picked himself up by chance.
At this stage, his memory seemed to be still stuck in the moment when he went out to buy groceries, Xiao Xingchen didn't know whether he should reveal his real identity, or coax him to go with him.
"I didn't encounter anything... It's just that I was a little dizzy while walking on the road." Xiao Xingchen said.
Xue Yang sighed, and his tone was full of complaints, but more of concern: "Master Daoist, you care about those ordinary people, and you take very little care of yourself. When you are broken, why go hunting at night and saving people again? "
He was obviously younger than himself, yet he spoke in such a mature tone, Xiao Xingchen couldn't help laughing.
"I boiled some medicine for you." Xue Yang supported Xiao Xingchen and fed him to drink bit by bit.
Xiao Xingchen thought to himself, because it was too long and the pain was too much to remember, and he almost forgot that his family, A Yang, would have such a time to take care of others.
He groped his way down to the ground, and lost his eyes for a long time, and now it doesn't matter if he can't see, and his movements are quite convenient.
For the rest of the day, the two of them got along as if they had gone back in time, going back in time.
However, the difference is that now one person is soulless and the other is false blindness.
Xiao Xingchen remembered that now Xue Yang's memory was at the time when the two gradually fell in love.At that time, the slight touch of their fingers made their palms feel hot, and they subconsciously avoided it.But Xue Yang would come up to him as if he was not ashamed, blow into his ear, and ask him why he blushed so much.
And the present self would only interlock his fingers further when touching his hand, of course it was only the right hand.Xue Yang can always dodge it skillfully, hiding his left hand that can guess his identity.
In the middle of the night that day, Xiao Xingchen heard the steady breathing beside him, and quietly took off the blindfolded white silk.
Looking around, there are two dilapidated coffins in front of me...more similar to Yizhuang than the place I went to before.
Because Xiao Xingchen was in a coma, Xue Yang half forced him to lie on the only bed here, and Xue Yang was sleeping in the coffin...