After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

Wan Zhong looked at the person, he most wanted to see and least likely to appear, stood not far behind him.

Two meters away?

Anyway, it was a distance where he could pounce over in instant.

But when their eyes met, neither of them moved.

Xuan Ming was wearing a triple coat, and his waist-length black hair did not fall down on both sides of his face like in Wan Zhong’s memory, but was loosely and half-tied behind his head, revealing a handsome face that human genes simply could not have. His expression and eyes were extremely cold and indifferent.

He stood under an old locust tree with a crooked neck behind the bench, half of his body was obscured by the low crown of the tree.

But it could not the tall and straight figure, and the noble demeanor that was different from humans.

Wan Zhong looked at him infatuatedly. Even though he had faced this maddeningly handsome face for a long time, and had kissed and lingered with this face in countless beautiful dreams, but at this moment, he just glanced at it and still, his pupils could not stop opening slightly, his heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were fixed.

Xuan Ming emerged from the dust, as handsome as an immortal being.

No!

He was a heavenly demon now.

The ancient alleys and long streets paved with bluestones were crowded with people, and time was frozen, making everything stay still at that heart-pounding moment.

Wan Zhong sat on the bench looking at Xuan Ming, who was looking at him quietly, without saying a word.

He didn’t know how long their eyes met like this. It wasn’t until the pineapple-flavored sorbet in Wan Zhong’s hand, which still a few bites left, melted and fell to the ground that he realized he was still looking at Xuan Ming, Xuan Ming also looking at him.

Wan Zhong hurriedly threw away the ice cream stick, ignoring the sticky stains on his hands, and subconsciously adjusted his sweaty and tired face under the hat.

He remembered Xuan Ming said what he liked most was beautiful things, that was why when they first met, he wanted to take Wan Zhong back to the snake nest to hug him and wrap his tail around him, and decided that he would be his lifelong partner.

Wan Zhong used to be very disdainful of this.

He felt that Xuan Ming, who judged people by their appearance, was very superficial. He was just interested in his look and was not serious at all.

But at this moment.

Wan Zhong was afraid Xuan Ming would see him looking haggard.

While he was trying to make himself presentable, he stared at Xuan Ming, just in case if the snake demon was about to disappear, or, even if it was an illusion, it would be good to take a few more glances.

Just by doing this, his ugly appearance was reflected in Xuan Ming’s dark eyes.

His fingers and hair covered in sugary water were stuck together. In addition to the sugar stains on his face that couldn’t be wiped off, there were also tears that kept falling.

Wan Zhong thought he must be ugly now, but he didn’t dare to turn his back, because when he turned back, Xuan Ming might be gone.

He put on the mask hanging on his chin and lowered the brim of his hat. While he was still panicking, Xuan Ming suddenly took a step.

Wan Zhong thought he was going to disappear, so he stood up abruptly, his movements hurriedly like a spring that was pushed to its limit and suddenly rebounded.

Xuan Ming was also startled by his sudden movement, and thought he was about to run. He floated to the ground quickly and went to Wan Zhong, grabbed his wrist, and blurted out: “Don’t go!”

He said it very urgently, as if there was another soul in his body trying to keep him, worrying and reminding him over and over again: ‘Don’t let this beauty go, otherwise you will regret it.’

Wan Zhong lowered his eyes and looked at Xuan Ming’s clothes chest, feeling the windless magic clothes floating on Xuan Ming body. He wanted to take his dirty hands back and wipe them, but Xuan Ming did not allow him to do so.

It seemed he thought he was about to leave, so the five fingers holding his wrist tightened, and even the forearm tightened slightly.

Wan Zhong took a breath of pain and heard Xuan Ming repeat: “Don’t leave.”

Wan Zhong couldn’t swallow the breath choked in his throat anymore. When tears came out of his eyes, he threw himself into Xuan Ming’s arms, hugging his waist tightly and crying loudly.

He didn’t say a word, and Xuan Ming didn’t remember anything.

But when Wan Zhong cried and fell into his arms, Xuan Ming suddenly felt his empty heart was filled with something indescribable. He was satisfied, but also with traces of pain.

The feeling shocked Xuan Ming, it was even more unbearable than when he learned about his younger brother’s punishment.

Xuan Ming’s embrace was as cold as ever, but his heart was still beating as hot and powerful as before.

Wan Zhong cried even harder in an instant and started calling its name non-stop: “Xuan Ming~ Xuan Ming~”

Xuan Ming was at a loss and almost instinctively used his arms to hug the person in his arms tighter, regardless of the dirt on the face of Wan Zhong. He stretched out the snake tongue and licked his tear-filled eyes, and kept stroking his back that was shaking slightly from crying with the palm of his hand.

He didn’t even know why he did this, but almost subconsciously he lowered his head and kissed Wan Zhong’s lips. But through the mask, they couldn’t kiss.

Wan Zhong put his forehead lightly against Xuan Ming’s chest and asked him expectantly: “Have you remembered? That’s why you came to me?”

Xuan Ming would not lie and said no, “I came to look for the mirror, you -”

Wan Zhong immediately withdrew from his arms without listening to what Xuan Ming wanted to say. He raised his hand and touched his empty neck. Sure enough, there was only a chain left, and the mirror was in Xuan Ming’s hands at some point.

“Now that you got what you want, you can go.”

Wan Zhong said and threw the bare chain around his neck into the trash can. He turned to leave but was grabbed on the wrist again.