Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Sleep is a very private matter ...​​​​​​

Sleep is a very private thing . When humans fall into a deep sleep , their consciousness becomes closed , and their brains seem to be floating in the clouds or under the dull sea , without boundaries .

Some people will unconsciously assume the curled-up posture they had when they were still in the womb .

Some people refuse to sleep with others and cannot accept having someone around them when they fall asleep .

Sleeping in the same bed is an extremely intimate act . It means that the breath between two people is mixed together , and the lingering emotions gradually seep into the skin and invade the brain in the gentle breathing . After a long time , you will slowly get used to the presence of the person around you and even become attached to him or her .

Bo Ye Zhu has always slept alone since he was a child . He does n't curl up , but sometimes he still likes to hug a corner of the quilt . It is a habit he gradually developed after being with Zhenren .

You have to hug something . The scent of the other person can be faintly smelled at the tip of your nose . The best incense in the world cannot compare to this moment .

The originally cold quilt quickly warmed up because of the addition of a human . As soon as the real person lay down , Bo Ye Zhu spontaneously rolled into his arms .

The young man 's arms were not slender and weak , but covered with a thin layer of muscle . Due to the range of motion , the sleeves fell to the elbows , revealing the graceful curves . When the palm was placed on the arm , one could feel the steady and powerful blood vessels beating , and the warm touch .

He seemed to be a little sensitive here , and he shrank unconsciously . The young man , who had not yet completely fallen asleep , murmured, " Do n't touch that . "

The real person was unmoved and still kept his touch on that place . Bo Ye Zhu wrinkled his nose , but soon he got used to the touch and fell into a deep sleep .

Fatigue came over him belatedly , and the depletion of his cursed energy turned him back into a cursed spirit . Sutures appeared on his face , and he stared at the person so close to him for a long while before closing his eyes .

Will a special cursed spirit dream about a lover whom he has never met ?

Wuwei Transformation can easily change the body structure of the cursed spirit , completely simulating the structure of the human body , from the blood to the brain . If ordinary people could see it , I'm afraid everyone would think that this blue -haired young man is a human .

Zhenren has n't dreamed for a long time . Except for the period when he just met Bo Ye Zhu , he still maintains the habit of sleeping like a human , and occasionally dreams of some past events .

When he stood in the small courtyard in late autumn , looking at the deserted gate , he realized that he seemed to be in a dream .

This is where Azhu grew up . He looked up and did n’t know what time it was . The yard was very quiet . Was Azhu sleeping ?​​​​

Bo Yezhu 's previous sleep schedule was irregular . He basically slept whenever he wanted to . The servants would heat up his meals for him , or he could heat up the meals himself .​​

When Zhenren was thinking about whether to go in and look for Bo Yezhu , the door was opened . He raised his head , but was stunned .

In the middle of the open door , a silver -haired young man was standing with an umbrella bag on his back , as if he was about to go out .

His hair was very long and looked like it had not been cut for a long time . The wind swirled around him . He faced the yard , completely unaware of the real person 's presence , and the silver hair behind his head was blown up by the wind .

His figure was much thinner than it is now , and his frail appearance was evident even in the red and white hunting robe he wore .

The yard door was opened and someone walked in . Bo Yezhu looked at the person and nodded , then turned around , closed the door , and walked out of the yard .

Zhenren 's heart tightened ... Where was Zhu going ? Was n't this where he grew up ?​​​​​​

A feeling of panic filled his heart . Zhenren watched Bo Yezhu pass by him and walk towards the door . The yard was covered with dead leaves at some point , and the sun was weakly gasping for breath in the sky .

A car stopped at the door . Bo Yezhu handed the man a red umbrella and said , " Have you booked your tickets ? "​

" Don't worry , young master , I can just take you to the station . " The man carefully took the umbrella bag and opened the car door for him .

" From here , get off in Kyoto , and someone from the clan will come to pick you up . It 'll probably take another day to reach our main residence . "

Bo Ye Zhu didn't rush to get into the car , but looked at the man calmly : " Have you arranged the guide ? "

" Of course , the family crest is easy to identify . Master, you only need to find someone wearing a coat embroidered with the family crest . "

The young man in hunting clothes nodded , looked sideways at the car , suddenly felt something , and looked back at the empty yard .

" What's wrong ? "

Bo Yezhu didn't answer him , but just stared at that place . After a while , he turned his body around , and something flashed in his orange eyes .

He and the pale- faced real person looked at each other from afar across the courtyard wall and a gate .

As if burned , Bo Ye Zhu suddenly withdrew his gaze , got into the car , and never looked back . Instead , he lowered his eyes , and his long silver eyelashes covered his thoughts .

Strange stranger .​

The car started and left . After driving for a long time , Bo Ye Zhu raised his head and looked at the scenery receding outside the window . They were still in the city , there were many people , and the car was driving slowly .

Suddenly , his gaze paused and he saw a man standing on the street .

It was the man who suddenly appeared in the yard , with blue hair , a pair of heterochromatic eyes , and strange stitches . The look in his eyes was also strange . It was only a moment of eye contact , and those heterochromatic pupils stared at him until he completely disappeared in the scenery out the car window .

Unable to see the person anymore , Bo Yezhu pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze . The red umbrella lay quietly beside him . His fingertips unconsciously touched the warm umbrella handle , and his mind felt a little confused .

Who is that person ? . . . . . . He was clearly in the yard just now .

For the rest of the journey , Bo Ye Zhu never looked out the window again , but he always felt a sticky gaze falling on his back , like a cold and poisonous tongue crawling across his back , and finally approaching the earlobe , and the slightly wet tip of the tongue licked the sensitive skin .

His bony hands unconsciously clenched , and Bo Yezhu closed his eyes . The car gradually slowed down , and the driver reminded him , " We 'll be there soon , Master . "

" Okay . " He started , and found that his voice was a little hoarse for some reason .

There were a lot of people at the station and police officers were maintaining order . Bo Ye Zhu got off the bus with an umbrella bag on his back . His tall and outstanding appearance attracted a lot of attention .

The ticket in his hand was clearly marked , and Bo Ye Zhu quickly found his train . After checking the ticket , he walked into the carriage .​

There weren't many people in the carriage he was in , and there were many empty seats . He found his seat , but there was no one in front or behind him , and he didn't know if there would be any passengers opposite him .

He took off the umbrella bag and placed it on his knees . The train had not yet started . Bo Yezhu stared blankly at the people coming and going outside the window , with a pair of cold and strange eyes always appearing in front of his eyes .

He felt a little embarrassed for a rare time . They had only met twice , but why was he always thinking about her as if he had never met her before ? Maybe it was because of the look in her eyes , as if she did n't know him .

But Bo Yezhu certainly had n't seen this person in more than 20 years ... How could he forget someone who looked like this ?​​​​​

There was not a single blue - haired figure in the bustling crowd outside the window . No emotion could be seen in Bo Ye Zhu's orange- yellow eyes , he just stared outside .

" What are you looking for ? " A gentle voice sounded . Bo Yezhu was stunned by his gaze outside the window . He raised his head and met a handsome face . The two sutures on the face did not detract from the other person 's appearance at all , but instead added a bit of special weirdness .

Those gray - blue eyes reflected his somewhat bewildered expression .​​​​

" Nothing . " Bo Ye Zhu said , retracted his gaze , and began to study the patterns on the table .

The person sitting opposite him , even without looking up , he could feel the other person 's eyes on him ...​​​​​​

It was too passive . Bo Yezhu lowered his eyes , and this thought suddenly popped up in his mind . Who on earth was this person ? It was obviously him who was chasing him , but when they met , he said nothing . He just asked what he was looking at and nothing else . He just stared at him .

The silver-haired young man frowned and his lips straightened . The sky outside gradually darkened and bright yellow lights came on in the carriage .

After a while , he raised his head and met those gray-blue eyes without surprise . Bo Yezhu 's brows did not relax , and he also looked at the other party , and his tone was hard to tell whether it was complaining or something else : " You are in my yard , right ? "

He picked a question that the other person could answer with some respectability .

" You don't remember me . " However, the other party just sighed , and his tone was gentle , which was completely different from his gaze .

" I 'm your fiancé . " A smile appeared on the face of the man opposite .

Bo Yezhu was stunned . When he came to his senses , he felt his ears burning . The umbrella on his knees was pressed hard by him . He got angry and said , " You say that to everyone , right ? "

Real person : . . . . . .

Oops , seems really angry .