Phantom Skeleton Painting

Lin Banxia's life is very regular recently.

Woke up at seven in the morning, went to work with Song Qingluo at eight, shoveled the corpse of the day, left work at nine in the evening, and rested all day the next day. If the weather is good on the day of rest, I will take Xiaohua and Song Qingluo to stroll around, and my little days will be happy.

However, there are still a few days a month that is not so regular. He has to take some time to go back to the place to get rid of the pollutants.

At this time, Lin Banxia was a little embarrassed.

When he left for the first time, he was afraid that Song Qingluo was worried, so he didn't dare to tell him, who knew that after going there for several days, he almost didn't drive Song Qingluo crazy. This was the second time, Lin Banxia naturally didn't dare to hide from Song Qingluo, but it was not easy to tell what he had to go.

After thinking about it, I couldn’t continue this matter. So I found a cool night. After feeding someone to his feet, Lin Banxia rubbed her sore waist and said dumbly: "Qing Luo ...Something, I want to discuss with you."

Song Qingluo's thick eyelashes were hanging down, and her voice was lazy: "Huh?"

Lin Banxia sorted out his thoughts, and said in a tone as light as possible: "I have to go back."

The charming atmosphere instantly froze.

Song Qingluo didn't answer, her arm around Lin Banxia tightened suddenly.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Lin Banxia quickly explained: "I...I will be back soon."

Song Qingluo didn't say a word, just holding Lin Banxia's strength as if to embed him into his body. Lin Banxia hurts, not for himself, but for Song Qingluo. He raised his head and kissed Song Qingluo's chin carefully, coaxing the child: "I promise I will be back soon... I must go. , Otherwise, it will get out of control."

Song Qingluo said nothing.

"Okay?" Lin Banxia's voice was faint, like a kid doing something wrong.

"Go." Song Qingluo finally spoke, his voice a little low, but it was indeed a definite answer. He held Lin Banxia's chin and gently raised his head, "When will you be back?"

Lin Banxia calculated the time: "Maybe two or three days."

Song Qingluo said, "Maybe?"

"No more than five days." Based on previous experience, Lin Banxia gave a relatively wealthy figure.

"It's called fast?" Song Qingluo's tone was cold.

Lin Banxia couldn't, so he could only coax for a long time, and promised a lot of unequal treaties, before Song Qingluo's eyes were slightly unfrozen. He finally agreed, and made three chapters with Lin Banxia—must come back within five days.

Lin Banxia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Having handled what the world should do as quickly as possible, Lin Banxia was about to leave, but was stopped by it.

It was a little confused and asked some questions about Lin Banxia in a language that humans could not understand. Lin Banxia could communicate with it without obstacles. Hearing its question, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't think it is a burden." Lin Banxia answered its question, "At least for me, feelings are not a burden."

He remembered something, his eyes were soft and deadly, "Because of him, I have the power to protect this world."

What it says.

"I know, I know." Lin Banxia said, "His obstruction is not obstruction, but motivation. Someone in the family is waiting for me. I have to go back and not break it..."

It stopped speaking and fell into a certain kind of contemplation.

Lin Banxia politely bid it farewell and turned to leave. It looked at Lin Banxia's figure, and if it had an expression, it would definitely be confused. Before meeting this person, it felt that emotions would make humans vulnerable, and the fear of trying to escape would destroy them. reason. But the person in front of him is a strange creature. He has recovered his feelings and has not collapsed... People are really complicated creatures.

Lin Banxia went home earlier than planned and only took three days.

He returned to the yard and saw Song Qingluo sitting there when he left, and still sitting there when he came back, making Lin Banxia wonder if he hadn't changed places from start to finish.

Lin Banxia quietly walked to him, patted him on the shoulder, and called, "Qing Luo."

Song Qingluo opened his eyes and saw Lin Banxia, ​​his lips were slightly pursed, and he whispered, "Banxia."

"I'm back." Lin Banxia said with a smile, "Is it soon?"

Song Qingluo didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to hold Lin Banxia's hand. The two touched their fingertips before Lin Banxia realized that Song Qingluo's hand was frightening. In the hot summer, the refreshing temperature caused Lin Banxia's heart to shrink suddenly. He took a breath and whispered: "Why are your hands so cold."

Song Qingluo said, "I have a question... I want to ask you."

Lin Banxia said: "What?"

Song Qingluo said, "Will God get old?"

Lin Banxia was taken aback, he did not expect Song Qingluo to ask this question.

"Lin Banxia, ​​will God get old?" Song Qingluo stared into Lin Banxia's eyes, wanting to get the answer from his expression, "Don't lie to me."

Lin Banxia looked back and said: "I will naturally not lie to you, if it is another god, maybe not, but I... will accompany you to grow old together."

Song Qingluo frowned.

"Ji Feng said before that it will continue to look for successors." Lin Banxia said, "It is not because it likes the new and dislikes the old, but because the successor cannot carry its power for a long time. Human beings are a kind of fragile container. As time goes by, it will eventually collapse..."

Song Qingluo listened quietly.

Lin Banxia and his fingers clasped, trying hard to transfer the heat from the palm of his hand to Song Qingluo's hands. He slowed down his voice, softly like the wind in a summer night: "I will grow old with you. , Leave this world together, put it in the same jar, and re-enter the cycle of time."

Song Qingluo's tight mouth relaxed a little, and he said: "Other gods won't get old?"

"This is a choice of my own." Lin Banxia said, "They have no feelings and nothing to protect, so all changes are superfluous, but I am different." He half bent down and stared at Song Qing. Luo Junmei's face warmly said, "It's not the world I want to protect, it's you."

Song Qingluo blinked, the black eyes flashed with stars, and the hand that interlocked with Lin Banxia's ten fingers suddenly used force, pulling Lin Banxia into his arms.

He has been thinking about these questions for a long time, but he has not dared to ask them, perhaps because he is worried that he will get some undesired answer...

Lin Banxia's firm answer at this time washed away his anxiety.

Seeing the frost in Song Qingluo's eyes enter, from winter to summer, Lin Banxia couldn't help but smile, and said, "Then I will take a bath first. The weather is too hot, and I'm all sweaty. ..."

Song Qingluo said, "Together."

Lin Banxia hadn't realized the danger at this time, and said innocently: "Would you not sit here for three days without moving?"

"Of course not." Song Qingluo said, "The weather is so hot, if I sit here for three days, it won't smell bad."

Lin Banxia thought about it, "Let's go."

Song Qingluo smiled and nodded.

Although for Song Qingluo, three days have passed, for Lin Banxia, ​​it is not more than an hour...

So not to mention that the trace did not disappear, even the touch can be remembered. The two entered the bathroom together. After being held by their arms, Lin Banxia shivered suddenly: "Wait...wait a minute..."

Song Qingluo said, "What?"

Lin Banxia trembled: "Is this too fast?"

Song Qingluo: "It's been three days."

Lin Banxia: "..." This **** time is not right.

There was a sense of grievance in her voice, as if she had pinched Lin Banxia's death hole. Song Qingluo curled his lips slightly: "You don't want to, just forget it."

"Hey?" Lin Banxia cried, "That...that's okay..."

Song Qingluo smiled immediately.

Seeing his smile, squeezing her sore waist again, Lin Banxia gritted her teeth, just coax it when she thinks about it... After all, she has been wronged for so many days.