Chapter 168：

Yu Xingqiao was taken onto the spaceship by the guards.

His mood is still immersed in the scene just now. Although it is not his personal experience, it is no different from his personal experience.

He was seated in the control room, probably because Xiao Lu was struggling fiercely at the time. The guards also tried to knock him out, but they didn't succeed after two attempts and gave up.

Yu Xingqiao couldn't help feeling that Xiaolu's brain was quite hard.

Then he sat in his seat and waited.

This illusion is not over yet, indicating that something else should happen next.

Based on his terrible situation when he encountered Xiao Li, this spaceship, and the guards on the spaceship... probably all...

Yu Xingqiao didn't dare to think anymore.

He sat quietly, doing enough psychological construction for himself, so that he could face the scene that he might face next.

however……

When he felt he was ready, the world began to fall apart.

All the scenery was broken into light spots, and a bright light appeared in front of him during a few breaths.

Yu Xingqiao blinked and looked at the sky above his head in the mist, the soft and cool underneath, which is the dense grass in the garden, one side, you can see the side of him slowly in the breeze Dangling blue-purple flowers.

here it is……

Yu Xingqiao struggled to sit up.

Looking at the quiet and serene castle under the dim light, Yu Xingqiao couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He is back!

He successfully came out of the illusion!

He looked around in surprise, and then found a figure lying not far from his feet.

Yu Xingqiao crawled over with his hands and feet, pushed aside the bushes and flowers, and saw the black-haired boy lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

There was a cloud of black air around his body, his brows wrinkled in pain, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, and his long eyelashes pressed against his eyelids.

Yu Xingqiao quickly climbed up to him and patted his cheek lightly.

"Little Law...Little Law..."

He called his name anxiously.

As he shouted, the boy opened a pair of blood-red eyes.

The red pupils of the eyes had hemorrhage mist, which spread to the white of the eyes, looking very terrible.

However, Yu Xingqiao was only distressed.

How could this be?

Obviously, the illusion has been replaced, why does Xiao Lu still...what did he just see?

Those blood-red eyes stared at him steadily. The next second he saw him clearly, the hostility in his eyes gradually faded, but it did not completely disappear.

The young man lying on the ground tremblingly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yu Xingqiao's cheek.

Finally, after confirming that the person in front of him was indeed him, he showed an expression that wanted to laugh but couldn't help crying. With a sudden force, he pressed Yu Xingqiao into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Yu Xingqiao was forced to stick to his heart, listening to his heartbeat.

The young man used a lot of strength, which made Yu Xingqiao feel a little breathless, but thinking of his collapsed expression just now, he didn't struggle and was held by him obediently.

"Little Law..."

As soon as he called out his name, the teenager turned over and pressed him down, buried his face deeply in his neck, and he gave a low cry in pain.

The voice was full of depression and sadness, like a wounded beast.

Suddenly, Yu Xingqiao was at a loss.

What exactly happened here?

What did Xiaolu see? Why is it so painful? Is your fear so terrible?

Yu Xingqiao recalled his plain past, and felt that compared with Xiao Lu's life and death, those were nothing at all...

He thought suspiciously, sticking out his arm and patting his back lightly.

"It's okay, it's okay, those are all illusions, they are all fake..."

A gust of wind blew away the clouds and mist in the sky. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a young man comforted another young man in a low voice, like two little beasts licking and licking their wounds.

"Shushasha—"

The wind blew through the castle and the petals flew up. If it weren't for the illusion just now, maybe this would be a quiet and beautiful afternoon.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man buried in his neck seemed to finally calm down.

He loosened some of his strength so that Yu Xingqiao could finally catch his breath, and finally heard him say: "Qiao, I have a problem."

The boy's voice was horribly hoarse, with a deep crying voice.

Yu Xingqiao is really distressed, Xiaolu has always been strong, when did he see him cry? Although he didn't see it now, the cry was enough to make his heart tremble.

"Well, what's the problem?" he answered cautiously, for fear of irritating him again inadvertently.

"You are in the original world... are you sick?" His voice was soft, and Yu Xingqiao had to listen carefully to barely hear it.

Ah... It seems that Xiao Lu has really experienced his fear.

He couldn't help being a little curious now, what exactly was the illusion that Xiaolu experienced? Why did his fear cause him such a big blow?

Yu Xingqiao hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Yeah."

Now that he knew it, it wouldn't be nice to keep it secret. After all, he didn't want to deceive him, and he had been thinking about using a more gentle method to tell him the truth.

"What's the disease?" the boy asked him.

Yu Xingqiao was a little bit awkward, his shining language was not yet proficient in translating such professional terms.

"An uncommon disease..." He organized the language and said.

"Do you want to... stay in the room all the time?" The boy's voice became lighter, with a certain expectation that seemed to want him to deny it.

Yu Xingqiao had a meal.

So what do you want him to answer?

He touched the young man's head, hesitated, and said, "Yes, I want to live in a specially built room."

The boy's body trembled visibly, his voice trembled slightly, and he continued to ask, "Can't you go out?"

"Yes, it's okay... but you have to wear special clothes, otherwise you will have big problems..."

Yu Xingqiao recalled the cases he had seen.

Among them was a boy who was similar to him. Within a few hours after leaving the sterile room, he died of organ failure...

He didn't want to say too clearly, for fear that it would make the teenager's mood more unstable.

After he answered, the boy suddenly became quiet again.

Just as Yu Xingqiao was thinking about how to ease the atmosphere, he heard his sorrowful little hoarse voice--

"I am sorry……"

"I am sorry……"

He repeated it over and over again, his nasal voice getting heavier and heavier, Yu Xingqiao could even feel that water stains soaked his clothes and moistened his neck. It was warm and hot, and it burned on his skin, and it looked like Hot in his heart.

Listening to the boy's apology and recalling his question just now, Yu Xingqiao probably understood what kind of illusion he had experienced.

This is really...

He can only raise his arm, touch the back of the young man's head with one hand, and stroke his back with the other.

"Don't be sorry, those are illusions, they are all fake."

The tender voice of the young man has a strange power to soothe people's hearts.

"Since I met Xiaolu, I have really experienced so many first times that I have never experienced before."

"The first time I touched with people, the first time I hugged people, the first time I tasted food, and the first time I sat on the back of a big dog and ran on the prairie..."

Yu Xingqiao recalled the bit by bit after the two met.

There are too many, just a few months, but it is much more exciting than his pale 18 years in the past.

"I'm really lucky to meet Xiaolu."

"Xiao Lu is able to appear in my life, I am really very grateful."

His tone was soft and soft, as if he was chatting, but no one would doubt the sincere emotion he unintentionally revealed.

"So, you don't have to feel sorry for the things in the illusion, because it's not me at all."

Jun Lu listened to him.

He also understands this truth, but the picture of the little boy losing his breath in his arms still lingers in his mind...

At the thought of that scene, a hostile spirit of wanting to destroy everything rose in his heart, and he needed to be suppressed as much as possible to barely control himself.

Yu Xingqiao finished, waiting for the boy's reaction.

It's just that he is still buried in his shoulders and neck, motionless, and I don't know if he has listened.

Yu Xingqiao couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Seeing the faint black aura still lingering around him, Yu Xingqiao felt that this was not the solution, frowned for a moment, stretched out his hand to press on the boy's shoulder, and pushed hard.

His strength was very small, but the boy was pushed to the ground obediently by him, letting him press on him.

Jun Li blocked his eyes with the back of his hand, as if he couldn't stand the light, but Yu Xingqiao knew that he just didn't want to be seen by him, did he cry?

Really stubborn and arrogant, but so cute.

He thoughtfully did not pull his hand away.

To tell the truth, the lower half of the boy's face is no worse than the upper half, and every part of it is as perfect as a work of art, making his heart itch.

Yu Xingqiao held his face, his eyes fell on his straight lips, lowered his head slightly, and tentatively touched.

The boy's body froze, but he did not respond.

Yu Xingqiao followed his example, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking it lightly.

It's soft and has no taste.

He ignored Jun Li's reaction, recalled the skills he learned from him, and kissed deeply.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the breeze was blowing, curling up with purple and blue petals, playing and chasing in the air, occasionally dropping two petals on the two teenagers.

This kiss does not contain the slightest desire-thought, it is clean and pure, with a sweet floral fragrance, soothing the wounds in each other's hearts.

Finally, Yu Xingqiao let go of Jun Li.

He looked at the young man, the young man still raised his hand to cover his eyes, except that his lips were a little rosy, there was no change at all, but he was a little unstable because of lack of oxygen.

Yu Xingqiao pursed his lips, a little unconvinced.

Isn’t that all on TV? The male protagonist is injured or crazy, as long as the female protagonist kisses, the male protagonist is fine.

Is it because he is not a girl, so he has no such charm?

Yu Xingqiao curled his mouth and looked at the young man who was suppressed by him and his slightly swollen lips by his own kiss. He couldn't hold back, and continued to kiss.

If you can't kiss, you can kiss twice, if you don't kiss twice, you can kiss three times, and you can't kiss three times...

After kissing, Yu Xingqiao suddenly felt his body turned over again, being grasped by his shoulders, pressed against the wet and soft turf.

The young man sitting on his body had already put down the hand covering his face. His eyes were red, and there were still drops of water on his eyelashes, but his expression looked a bit fierce.

"Xiao Lu?" Yu Xingqiao blinked, looking at him for unknown reasons.

Even if you are not satisfied with his kiss, don’t do that...

The boy didn't answer, but held his face, his eyes were so red that he would cry in the next second.

Yu Xingqiao looked at him, his voice still soft: "Xiao Lu, what do you want to do?"

Jun Lu stared at him.

"I want to take off your clothes and do too much to you..."

Yu Xingqiao was taken aback, then smiled softly, "Although I don't know what it is, but... as long as Xiao Lu is happy."

Under the blue sky, the weak young man lying on the grass raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

He met Shang Junlu's dazed red eyes, and said, "Come on."