"Da Zhuang, what plans do you have for the future?"
On the way, Murong Qing asked Han Xiu while dragging a piece of Kobold Grass.
"Plans? "Yes, can a carefree and happy life count?" Han Xiu said casually.
Murong Qing thought that Han Xiu was joking around. He felt that people like Han Xiu should have a huge revenge, and would definitely not be willing to be ordinary.
"Da Zhuang, don't joke with me, I'm seriously asking you!"
Han Xiu glanced at him and said: "I'm serious too, why? Can't you tell? "
"But, you don't seem like the kind of person who lives an ordinary life! you feel like you're the kind of person who has a future that does great things. "
Murong Qing told her how he felt about Han Xiu in an extremely serious manner.
Unexpectedly, Han Xiu laughed casually: "Isn't it good to be ordinary?"
Ever since he was ten years old and sent to the hitman's organization, he had experienced painful training, witnessed bright red blood splattering in the air. He had been walking on the line between life and death many times, and he had always desired to live an ordinary life.
This had always been Han Xiu's dream, but he did not manage to realize it in his previous life. Now that he was in a different world, with a completely new identity, he felt that he could finally realize his dream from his previous life.
Furthermore, he had never thought that Da Zhuang, who was a ghost from another world, would need him to complete a mission that he had carried out. There was no need for him to complete his mission for Da Zhuang.
Murong Qing did not understand the man in front of him. After a long while, he shrugged his shoulders and said: "Being ordinary is definitely good, if Da Zhuang were to be ordinary, I would live an ordinary life with you."
"Then I found a woman to marry, and you followed me? My wife will surely disagree. " Han Xiu joked.
However, Murong Qing looked at Han Xiu a little dumbstruck, as if he had never thought that Han Xiu would get married.
Because he liked men, he didn't think about the matter of marriage. Hence, he didn't think about the matter of Han Xiu getting married.
Now that he heard it, he realized that perhaps he really wouldn't be able to stay by this man's side for a long time.
After all, Da Zhuang was the only person other than his mother who treated him well.
"We'll talk about it when the time comes!" Murong Qing said as he swung the dogtail grass in his hand.
Han Xiu laughed instead.
The two of them were in no hurry to return, so they walked slowly.
When they got home, the two went for their lunch break.
The two of them had slept on the same bed at the beginning, but after gradually getting used to it, they had never thought about adding another bed.
One of them was small and skinny while the other was tall and muscular. Lying next to each other, they didn't feel crowded at all.
Because it was currently summer, and after sleeping, both of them were drenched in sweat, Han Xiu immediately went to find clothes to bathe by the river.
Every time he was mocked by Han Xiu to be like a little girl, Murong Qing would not care about how Han Xiu scolded him. Instead, he would go to the river side to bathe together with Han Xiu and go back into the water. Murong Qing would hide in his room to bathe, all by himself and lock the door tight, as if he was afraid that Han Xiu would barge in.
This made Han Xiu think that Murong Qing was just a girl every time, it was just a miscarriage.
This time, Han Xiu did not give Murong Qing the chance, when Murong Qing was about to follow him to the river to draw water, he immediately grabbed the bucket and put it aside.
"Wipe my back later."
After throwing that sentence, Han Xiu walked towards the river without looking back, leaving the helpless Murong Qing standing in place without moving.
Han Xiu didn't have any special intentions. After all, they were all men. He had everything that Murong Qing had, what was there to be embarrassed about?
Moreover, he felt that boys should be like boys, straightforward and generous.
In the end, when Han Xiu swam a few rounds in the water, he didn't even appear.
After showering, Han Xiu headed back towards his house, but when he entered the door, he saw Murong Qing sitting by his bedside with his head down, thinking about something.