The potion is only effective for six hours. Yang Zexin disappears in Yang Zeyu's eyes little by little. Yang Zeyu is a little frightened. He seems to go back to the day when Yang Zexin died many years ago.

"Xiaoxin!"

"Brother, I'm fine. Don't cry."

Yang Zexin tried to wipe Yang Zeyu's tears, but in vain. He was still in front of Yang Zeyu, but Yang Zeyu's pupils were too loose to see him.

"Brother Shen, brother Shen!"

Shen Yicheng opens the door in his bathrobe. He just came out of the bath. His body is full of moisture and his hair hasn't been dried. He carefully closes the door and lies on the railing with one hand. He looks down displeased. "What's the noise? Keep it down. Ji Rao is sleeping."

Yang Ze Yuguang thought about talking to Yang Zexin, and didn't pay attention to the time now. He looked anxiously at Shen Yicheng, "brother Shen, I can't see Xiao Xin."

"The potion will only help you for six hours."

Yang Zeyu said urgently, "can you give me another drop?"

"No, I can't. to give you a drop of this is equivalent to borrowing the eye of heaven. If I borrow it, I have to return it all the time. It's not good for you to drop too much." He yawned and scratched the suspicious bite mark on his neck. "He's right next to you. He can't run. Go to the guest room and sleep for a while. It'll be light in a few hours."

"He can see me, but I can't see him, can I?"

Shen Yicheng nodded.

"Well, I see." He turned to the air and said, "let's go to bed."

After settling Yang Zeyu down, Shen Yicheng crept back to the room again. When he closed the door, he would be as careful as he had to be. He stood on Ji Rao and looked at him for a while. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He lowered his head and kissed him. Then he went to bed and hugged Ji Rao in his arms, smelling the smell of him, and his mouth slightly raised.

After washing, Yang Zeyu lay down, but he couldn't sleep. He closed his eyes for a while and opened them again.

"Xiaoxin, are you next to me?" Yang Zeyu didn't know whether the sound insulation of Shen Yicheng's house was good or not. He could only lower his voice.

After his voice fell, there was no sound around, but Yang Zeyu was a little relieved because he knew that Yang Zexin was there.

"I can't sleep." He whispered, "I never dreamed of seeing you again. Really, I think I'm so lucky. You said that you have not delayed my dream for so many years. I dream about you a few times, little villain. "

He turned over and continued, "when you were a child, your favorite little train was damaged by a neighbor's dog. At that time, I almost didn't kill the dog. Later, the owner came to me and my parents beat me up. We've moved to a bigger house now, but the bathroom faucet always sprays water. It's all downstairs and the property can't be repaired. "

He wants to tell Yang Zexin where he wants to say, and he doesn't have any coherent words. He just wants to tell Yang Zexin. Originally, Yang Zexin should know all this, but he left too early. Now Yang Zeyu has the patience to tell him one by one.

He said that Yang Zexin would return to him, although Yang Zeyu could not hear him. It looks as if they are talking, but Yang Zeyu is talking to himself. I don't know how long it took. Yang Zeyu was a little tired and his voice was intermittent. He slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep.