這晚極是寂靜，燭火都鮮少晃動。小小室內沈清軒的音量不大，卻籠罩了每一個角落，他的表情很認真，甚至凝重。
他就用這樣的神情說：我與你殊途同歸，可好？
伊墨有些訝異。
怎麼會不訝異呢？
他本是蛇，只因性格冷清被人看中，才得點化，點化他的人現已是天上仙宿。他修煉千年，此番劫渡過後，再經一次劫渡，亦可脫胎換骨位及仙班，不過是再有兩三百年的事情。此時卻有凡人沈清軒，言之鑿鑿地說：我與你殊途同歸。
同歸到哪裡去，天上還是人間？
他看得出沈清軒沒有修道的根骨，這與命數有關。沈清軒命格旺盛，貴不可言，卻只能紅塵輾轉，雖此時落魄不堪，也只是一段厄運罷了。
第一次見面，伊墨就明白這是他和沈清軒的機緣。見面即是機緣，否則他一直隱在山中，怎麼會在那一天心血來潮進了沈家別院，還現出蛇形纏在欄杆上曬太陽，讓沈清軒一盞熱茶淋了滿身。
他幫他，不過是順應天命。
照人間的說辭，他是沈清軒命中該有的貴人，助他渡厄，他也有功德。
這本是一件雙方都有好處的事，渡過厄運的沈清軒自然會應著命數隨波逐流，將來盛到極致封侯拜相也與他再無關係。人間利祿，伊墨不放在眼裡，沈清軒的命數卻是定了的，一身沉墜墜的紅塵骨，如何也超脫不了。
且凡人一生不過百年，百年對他來說，不過是滄海一粟。來日沈清軒老死，屍骨都化淨了，他照舊是這般模樣，行立於世間。何來同歸？
凡人，總是這麼貪心的很。要長壽康健要功名利祿，還妄想要與妖同歸。
伊墨慢步過去，立在沈清軒前低下頭，定定地端詳了他好一會，才開口道：“我當真是小瞧了你。”
沈清軒知道自己言辭冒失，甚至冒犯，卻也不曉得他怎麼會說出這樣一句沒頭沒腦的話來。此刻伊墨是面上是慣常的一片冷淡。看不出端倪，沈清軒就拿這句話當做褒義了。
不料伊墨頓了頓，又淡然開口道：“雖是瘦弱的見風即倒，淫心卻大的很。”
沈清軒乍然一下還未聽清，依然抬著臉，愣怔地望著他。待反應過來，臉上猛然燃起豔雲，頓時連話都說不順溜，低聲呵斥：“你、你胡說些什麼！”
伊墨仍是負手而立，臉上無半點波瀾，只斯條慢理道：“我救你一命，又許你康復如常，你以身相許報答我也是應當。只是我尚且未起淫心，你卻這般著急，叫我意外的很。”
他這一番話，說的條理清楚，思維明晰。卻將沈清軒腦中思緒翻攪成一片泥潭，明知哪裡不對，卻舌頭打結，連聲都發不出。
伊墨見他亂了章法滿面羞紅，沉吟片刻便抬起手，手指微蜷著，指尖向那張熱的不像話的臉上觸了觸。像是驗閱，又像極了輕薄。他動作孟浪，沈清軒卻傻著，躲都不曉得躲，任他冰涼手指碰上自己就要燃燒的臉頰。
那麼涼。又冷又冰，仿佛沒有生命的瓷器。然而又軟而靈巧，沒有溫度的活生生的生命。
蛇妖，連人都不是。沈清軒想著自己癡迷的實在沒有道理。忍不住眯起眼看他，望見他的臉，眉目如畫，描繪不出的好看，一顆心就在胸腔裡突突跳著，速度快的也沒有道理，這世間哪來那麼多道理。
他自怔怔想自己的心思，伊墨指尖在那張面皮上點了點，熱度傳遞過來，薄薄一張面皮，泛著鮮潤血色，面皮也不厚，如何這般沒羞沒臊？複又張開掌心，手腕轉側間，讓自己冰涼的手心徹底地覆上那處熱源。極暖。陌生又熟悉的溫度從手心裡傳來，甚至能感受到薄薄皮層下細微血管的脈動，稍後他的手心在那張臉上緩緩撫摸，自額角到顴骨，又摩挲至臉頰，最後停留在沈清軒尖瘦的下頜上，經他這冰涼手掌撫摸了片刻，沈清軒臉上的溫度不僅沒降下來，反而更燙，燙到灼人的地步。
他可是活了兩千多年的妖，什麼怪事軼聞不曾知曉，也不知這才活了區區二十多年的半殘凡人，哪裡來的野心如斯。同是男子也就罷了，一人一妖也敢起這樣的妄念。
噯呀——倒是讓他都長了見識。
伊墨自顧自地摸了片刻，才施施然收回手道：“瘦了些，倒還光滑。”
沈清軒“啊”的低應一聲，這才本能的往後縮了縮，醒神連忙斥道：“你當這是商家買賣，還需驗收的嗎？”
伊墨抬起眼，直直的望向他，道：“你既要以身相許，還不允我驗一驗成色如何？”
沈清軒依然臉紅，只是神智已恢復大半，見他說得這般坦白不知羞，又兼房中只有兩人，正靠的極近，索性也拉下羞恥心，低聲道：“依你的說辭，我竟是為報恩的了。你見過哪個男人會為了報恩以身相許的，那些書冊裡，可是沒有這些記載。”
他正說著話，伊墨卻又一次伸手，解了他腰間束帶。
腰間一松，沈清軒抿緊了唇將要說的話咽回嗓子裡，心中陡然明瞭——他不是聽不懂。
他不是聽不懂。恰是他懂的很，才故意將他這份心思推諉到報恩這件事上來的。有借有還，有來有往，報恩償情解決起來容易的多，沒那麼些糾糾葛葛。
——他一點也不想與他糾葛不清。
沈清軒想明白這點，只覺心頭被冰水澆過般，寒氣四溢，自己都理不清是什麼情緒。只是他到底有些城府，不露聲色的頃刻就緩過來，想著自己哪裡是這見多識廣的老妖對手，他說什麼便是什麼，自己又能奈何。一邊卻絲毫不動，由著伊墨給自己寬衣。
屋中驟然又恢復了靜寂，只有衣帶鬆開的細微悉索聲。
沈清軒垂眸看著自己外袍襟口大敞，露出雪白中衣。又見那瘦硬有力的修長手指靈巧的動作著，將中衣腰側細帶鬆開，又去解下一根細帶。冰涼的手指間或碰到身上肌膚，沈清軒便被凍的激靈，身上簌簌冒出些細小疙瘩。
察覺到他的反應，伊墨停了手，靜了片刻，問：“這樣，還願意以身相許嗎？”
沈清軒也靜了片刻，隨後低笑一聲，抬手解了自己發頂束冠。一頭長髮傾瀉而下，絲絲縷縷地掩了他半邊面容。
“既是報恩，自要真心實意。”沈清軒挽起唇角，將束冠放到一旁，回過臉來笑得從容：“莫說你是蛇，凍不死我。便是千年寒冰，我也許得。”
伊墨聽他逞強，索性將冰涼掌心緊緊貼上去，存心凍他一個哆嗦。
“那就許給我看。”
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It was extremely quiet that night, with the candlelight barely flickering. Shen Qingxuan’s voice was not loud in the small room, but it enveloped every corner. His expression was serious, even solemn.
He said with this expression: We are heading to the same destination, okay?
Yi Mo was a little surprised.
How could I not be surprised?
He was originally a snake, but was noticed by someone because of his cold personality , and was enlightened. The person who enlightened him is now an immortal in heaven . He has practiced for thousands of years. After this catastrophe , he can also be reborn and become an immortal after another catastrophe. It will only take another two or three hundred years. At this time, there is a mortal Shen Qingxuan, who said confidently: You and I have the same destination.
Where will we go together, heaven or earth?
He could see that Shen Qingxuan didn’t have the talent to cultivate Taoism, which was related to his fate. Shen Qingxuan had a strong fate , which was beyond words, but he could only wander in the world of mortals. Although he was in such a miserable state at this time, it was just a bad luck.
When they met for the first time, Yi Mo knew that this was the chance for him and Shen Qingxuan. Meeting was a chance, otherwise he would have been hiding in the mountains all the time, how could he have had the urge to enter the Shen family’s courtyard on that day, and even showed up in a snake-like shape, wrapped around the railing to bask in the sun, and let Shen Qingxuan pour a cup of hot tea all over him.
He helped him only to follow fate.
According to people’s saying, he was the noble person destined to be with Shen Qingxuan, and he also had merits by helping him overcome his difficulties.
This was originally a matter of benefit to both parties. Shen Qingxuan, who had survived the misfortune, would naturally follow the flow of fate. In the future, he would become a noble and a prime minister, and it would have nothing to do with him. Yi Mo did not care about the worldly gains and fortunes, but Shen Qingxuan’s fate was fixed. He could not escape the heavy world of mortals .
Moreover, the life span of a mortal is only a hundred years, which is nothing to him. When Shen Qingxuan dies of old age and his body is completely decomposed, he will still be like this, walking in the world. How can we die together?
Mortals are always so greedy. They want longevity, health, fame, wealth and even want to die with the demons.
Yi Mo walked over slowly, stood in front of Shen Qingxuan, lowered his head, and stared at him for a long time before saying, “I really underestimated you."
Shen Qingxuan knew that his words were rash and even offensive, but he didn’t know why he would say such a nonsense. At this moment, Yi Mo’s face was cold as usual. Not being able to see the clues, Shen Qingxuan took this sentence as a compliment.
Unexpectedly, Yi Mo paused, and then said calmly: “Although he is thin and weak, he is very lustful."
Shen Qingxuan didn’t hear clearly at first, still looking up at him in a daze. When he reacted, his face suddenly became red, and he could n’t even speak smoothly. He whispered: “You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Yi Mo still stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, and said slowly : “I saved your life and promised you a recovery, so you should repay me with your body. But I haven’t even had any lustful thoughts yet, but you are so anxious, which surprised me."
His words were clear and logical, but they turned Shen Qingxuan’s thoughts into a quagmire. He knew something was wrong, but his tongue was tied and he couldn’t even make a sound.
Seeing that he was confused and blushing, Yi Mo hesitated for a moment and raised his hand, curled his fingers slightly , and touched the unbearably hot face with his fingertips. It was like an inspection, but also like a frivolous move. His movements were reckless, but Shen Qingxuan was stupid, not knowing how to dodge, and let his cold fingers touch her burning cheek.
So cool. Cold and icy, like lifeless porcelain. Yet soft and agile, like a living being without temperature.
Snake demon, not even a human. Shen Qingxuan thought that his obsession was really unreasonable. He couldn’t help but squint at him, looking at his face, his eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, and he was so beautiful that he couldn’t describe it. His heart was beating in his chest, and the speed was so fast that it didn’t make sense. How could there be so many reasons in this world?
He was lost in thought. Yi Mo touched the skin with his fingertips, and the heat was transmitted to him. The skin was thin, with a fresh and moist blood color. The skin was not thick, so how could he be so shameless? He opened his palm again, turned his wrist, and let his cold palm completely cover the heat source. It was very warm. The strange and familiar temperature came from the palm of his hand, and he could even feel the pulsation of the tiny blood vessels under the thin skin. Later, his palm slowly stroked the face, from the forehead to the cheekbone, and then to the cheek, and finally stopped at Shen Qingxuan’s thin jaw. After his cold palm stroked for a while, the temperature on Shen Qingxuan’s face not only did not drop, but became hotter, so hot that it burned people.
He was a demon who had lived for more than 2,000 years, and he knew all kinds of strange things. I don’t know where a half-crippled mortal who had only lived for more than 20 years got such ambition. It would be fine if they were both men, but how dare a man and a demon have such delusions.
Oh, it really broadened his horizons.
Yi Mo touched it for a while before slowly withdrawing his hand and said, “It’s thinner, but it’s smoother."
Shen Qingxuan uttered an “ah" in response, then instinctively shrank back, waking up and quickly scolding: “Do you think this is a business transaction that still requires inspection and acceptance?"
Yi Mo raised his eyes, looked straight at him, and said, “Since you want to pledge yourself to me, why don’t you allow me to test your virginity?"
Shen Qingxuan still blushed, but his mind had recovered a lot. Seeing that he was so frank and shameless, and there were only two people in the room, leaning very close, he simply put aside his shame and whispered, “According to what you said, I did it to repay a favor. Have you ever seen a man who would give himself to someone in order to repay a favor? There is no such record in those books."
As he was speaking, Yi Mo reached out again and untied the belt around his waist.
His waist loosened , Shen Qingxuan pursed his lips and swallowed the words he was about to say back into his throat, and suddenly he understood in his heart – it’s not that he didn’t understand.
It’s not that he didn’t understand. It was precisely because he understood it very well that he deliberately attributed his thoughts to the matter of repaying a favor. There is a return after a loan, and repaying a favor is much easier to resolve, without so many entanglements .
——He didn’t want to get entangled with him at all.
Shen Qingxuan thought about this and felt as if his heart was poured with ice water. He was filled with chill and could not figure out what emotion he was feeling. However, he was a bit shrewd and calmed down in an instant without showing any emotion. He thought that he was no match for this experienced old demon. Whatever he said was what he meant. He did not move at all and let Yi Mo undress him.
The room suddenly returned to silence, with only the faint rustling sound of a belt being loosened .
Shen Qingxuan lowered his eyes and looked at the collar of his outer robe , which was wide open , revealing his snow-white undershirt. He saw the thin, hard and strong slender fingers moving nimbly , loosening the thin belt at the waist of his undershirt, and then untying another thin belt. The cold fingers occasionally touched his skin, and Shen Qingxuan shivered, and small bumps appeared on his body.
Sensing his reaction, Yi Mo stopped, remained silent for a moment, and asked: “In this case, are you still willing to give yourself to me?"
Shen Qingxuan was also silent for a moment, then he chuckled and raised his hand to untie the crown on his head. His long hair cascaded down, covering half of his face.
“Since you are repaying a favor, you must be sincere." Shen Qingxuan raised the corners of his lips, put the crown aside, turned around and smiled calmly: “Don’t say you are a snake, you can’t freeze me to death. Even if it is a thousand-year-old ice, I may be able to survive."
Hearing him trying to show off, Yi Mo simply pressed his cold palm against him, intending to make him shiver.
“Then let me see it."
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