The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Hearing the tone of coaxing a child, Jiang Chen's face flushed, "You, don't talk like that."

Ling Si did not reply to him, but listened attentively to the noise outside the door. Most of the Diyi people were nomadic people, and some of them kept cattle and sheep in pens and lived in groups. Ling Si fled here with Jiang Chen, bribed an old couple with silver, and temporarily pretended to be their son who had returned from business.

There had been horse caravans passing through the village in the past, but they were never as quiet and eerie as this time.

Ling Si pulled out the dagger with his backhand, looked at the man on the bed who suddenly became serious, closed his clothes, and cut the knot. "If I have a dispute with them, you go out the back door and go east. I will meet you."

Jiang Chen grabbed his hand: "Are you going to drive me away?"

Ling Si covered his mouth and frowned, "Do you understand?"

Jiang Chen stared at him, but finally succumbed to the young man's defeat and signaled him to let him go.

"If I don't see you within a day, I'll come back."

Ling Si knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he nodded, opened the door and went out. He happened to meet the old woman who came back. He called her "mother". The old woman came up and touched his face, saying lovingly: "Are you okay, my son? Go out for a while. Your face hasn't recovered yet."

The soldiers who came in later interrupted this warm interaction. The leader stared at his face, put a knife to his neck, and said, "Wash the stuff off your face."

Before Ling Si could say anything, the old couple became anxious. "My son has been out for half a year, and his face is sunburned. It's hard to get a gift from Changshengtian to heal his face. Chief, you can't wash it. This is disrespectful to Changshengtian! Changshengtian bless His believers."

The old woman blocked Ling Si behind her, clasped her hands together, and muttered something. Her husband beside her was also muttering something.

The leader hesitated for a moment and put down the knife in his hand. The tribe did have such a custom that the gift from Changshengtian should not be desecrated. The Han general had a fresh arrow wound on his chest. "You, take off your clothes."

Ling Si took off his clothes, and the leader saw fair skin in front of him. For a moment, his throat felt dry and itchy, and he cursed in his heart, how could a man look like this?

I quickly glanced at the skin on his chest. It was smooth and clean. It definitely couldn't be the Han man who escaped.

"Okay, there's still that room inside that we haven't searched yet."

Ling Si stood in front of them and said, "The ewe just gave birth this morning and it was very bloody. I'm afraid it would pollute your eyes."

The leader was already annoyed, and when he saw the young man standing in front of him, he pushed him away. Unexpectedly, the young man was very fragile and bumped into the cabinet next to him. At once, all the bottles and jars inside fell out.

The old woman was startled and went to help Ling Si.

Everyone stared at the door nervously. The leader took two people in, only to see a small bed, a basin full of blood, and a dying ewe and lamb beside it.

The smell of blood was mixed, and it was hard to tell whether it was human blood or sheep blood. The leader felt strange, but did not find anything. He turned around and asked Ling Si, "Have you been living in this room all this time?"

"Yes." Ling Si covered his arm that was hit and said, "I have been doing business outside, so I seldom come back home. This place has become Yangzi's residence."

From the leader's perspective, Ling Si hung his head, seeming a little lonely. The old woman cared very much about her son, but they lacked tacit understanding and looked like a pair of unfamiliar mother and son.

He took a deep look at Ling Si and called out to his men: "Let's go!"

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After watching the troops leave, Ling Si turned around and went back into the house. Jiang Chen, who was supposed to be waiting for him at the agreed location, was sitting on the bed with his hands on his knees, looking extremely well-behaved.

"Why are you still here?"

Ling Si frowned, and Jiang Chen could clearly sense his displeasure from the wrinkles. These days, no matter how Jiang Chen teased him, he seemed to have no emotions, neither angry nor laughing. Subconsciously, Jiang Chen felt that the young man should not be such a person. He should laugh freely, with a lively face, and joke with him in a real or fake way.

He is worried about me, Jiang Chen thought.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Si just had an unknown smile on his face, like a fool. He bent his finger bones and tapped his forehead, "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Chen was hit so hard that it hurt. The young man's hand was quite strong, but he was still not angry. He pinched his fingertips and whispered, "Maybe we are really not brothers."

nonsense.

Jiang Chen raised his head. "I have been hiding. They can't find me. How could they leave you here alone to face danger?"

Ling Si looked at him carefully and found no signs of lying. Perhaps humans regarded this as a white lie. His first reaction should not be to condemn him for being disobedient, but to be moved that Jiang Chen did not abandon him and run away, and protected him while not forgetting his life and death.

He thanked him sincerely, but Jiang Chen felt embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and touched a piece of gauze. He withdrew his hand awkwardly: "Brothers should stick together for you, right? And you saved me."

Perhaps a certain word touched Ling Si. He felt that Ji Xuanlan was right. The relationships between homosexuals were very diverse. Even if Jiang Chen had forgotten about him, his feelings for him were still good. So when he said they were friends or brothers, he believed it.

Ji Xuanlan's research on human beings is really thorough.

He seemed to be a human being, or a human being who was about to become a god. There was also a main god in the system, the guy who created them, but Ling Si had never seen him since the moment he woke up, nor had he heard from the minister or others. They seemed to be very secretive about this main god and would not take the initiative to mention it.

Although in a trance, Ling Si's men were still busy. His hands and thoughts were divided into two independently operating systems. Jiang Chen noticed something and started to help. "Are we leaving?"

Ling Si said, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. It's more reassuring to return to Daqin."

"How do we get back?" Jiang Chen stuffed the few clothes he had into the bag, and then helped Ling Si unfold it so that he could put his things in. He found that Ling Si had packed some bottles and jars of medicine for injuries, and he scanned the entire bag, but he didn't find anything that belonged to the young man.

His lord went to the Qin-Yi border alone, with nothing on him except medicine. His goal was clear: to find him, save him, and accompany him back to Qin.

If it was just a simple brotherly relationship, Jiang Chen felt that there shouldn't be too many sticky emotional ties between the two of them, and grown men were always straightforward. Could it be that he had a crush on Ling Si but had never dared to confess?

"I've already arranged it."

The young man suddenly spoke to call Jiang Chen back to his senses. He knew without touching his ears that they must have turned red again. He buried his head and started packing, and in a few seconds he had tied the package.

Jiang Chen tried to carry her on his back, but he pulled her wound. His face changed, but the pain did not stop him from this subconscious action. Has he always been so proactive?

Ling Si was unaware of the strange way of thinking in the minds of the people around him, and went out to say goodbye to the old couple who took them in, and stuffed a few banknotes into the old woman's hands. The old woman looked embarrassed, thinking that this was not right, and wanted to return the banknotes, after all, Ling Si had already given them a lot of money before.

What they didn't say was that the two sons who went out to do business never came back, leaving them alone to depend on each other. As they got older, they gradually lost the energy to cut grass and graze, and the family's situation naturally became worse. Last winter, they could barely make ends meet, so they risked their lives to take in the two Han people.

The door closed again and the couple folded their hands, blessing them, knowing they would leave through the back door.

Ling Si took the bag from Jiang Chen, put it on his shoulder, and crossed the valley with Jiang Chen. The wind in the valley was very strong, bringing humid water vapor, which was refreshing. Jiang Chen even felt that the two of them were not running for their lives, but traveling.

There was one person in the team whose injury had not fully recovered, so most of the time it was Ling Si who carried Jiang Chen along. When Jiang Chen felt that Ling Si was too tired, he would lie and say that he was tired, and then the two of them would find a cave to rest for the night.

The temperature in the north was still very low at night. Ling Si was not afraid of the cold and wore the same clothes during the day and at night. Jiang Chen's internal strength was still there, but his blood was deficient and he could not maintain his body temperature. Ling Si started a fire, and the color on Jiang Chen's face gradually recovered, but his lips were still pale, and the fine blue veins on his hands were very clear.

Jiang Chen was so cold that his mind was a little slow. He stared at the hand stretched out by the person next to him, "...What?"

"I'll hug you." Ling Si thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

There were clearly only three words, and it took Jiang Chen a long time to understand them. At this time, Ling Si had already sat behind him, hugging him tightly. His warm and hot body temperature came from behind. Jiang Chen didn't dare to turn around, for fear of seeing the two of them in an inappropriate posture.

The two men were of similar build, Ling Si had long arms and legs, and Jiang Chen had lost a lot of weight due to his injury, so it was not difficult for him to hold him up, and he even felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you so thin?"

"Ah?" Jiang Chen held a stick in his hand, stirring the fire, listening to the tiny crackling sounds of burning branches and grass, his face flushed by the firelight, "Maybe he's not used to it in the north."

Ling Si did not speak again. Silence is the easiest way to make people sleepy, let alone Jiang Chen, a patient. He wanted to keep watch all night, so he struggled to keep his eyelids from falling. However, with the person he trusted beside him and his body warm, sleepiness quickly overcame his reason.

Just before he fell asleep, he was still mumbling about calling him in the middle of the night. Ling Si said "hmm", laid him down, took off his coat and covered him with it.

Both of them were dressed in rags, and Ling Si's clothes were patched up, making him look like a beggar, but now was not the time to be dissatisfied with that.

In a daze, Jiang Chen felt the weight of a feather on his body. No wonder he had a crush on her. Ling Si was very concerned about him in every aspect, no matter how big or small. Even if he was a man, he might like such a person.

The stars are very bright in the northern night, but the moon has disappeared. They follow the direction of the Big Dipper and walk towards the east, like travelers returning home, eager to return to their hometown.

The breeze brought the smell of soil into the cave, gently caressing every inch of rock, shaping a work that suits its own style. Ling Si leaned back against the rock, and the cold air poured in from the cracks in the rock, making his mind extremely clear.

......

When he woke up, it was bright outside. Jiang Chen did not sense the breath of the second person and sat up suddenly, but his body would not allow it. He even heard the sound of the wound bursting.

He looked down at his chest, thinking that he was really not an obedient patient, and he still felt that he was as strong as before.

The fire had gone out, and a little light emerged from the sparks blown by the wind. He picked up his clothes and found that it was Ling Si's, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I should just go out to find something to eat.

He stood up and stretched. The memory of last night came back to him. His first reaction was shame. Two men hugging each other, it was too... It was all his fault. He was so cold that he couldn't think and just listened to Ling Si's words in a daze.

Would Ling Si think that he was a very casual person?

Then he remembered one more thing, why didn't he wake him up? With Ling Si's alertness, he must have not slept all night.

Ling Si, who had just returned to the cave with two rabbits in his hands, received Jiang Chen's unhappy eyes and wondered who had offended him again. He was the one with the most emotions all day, sometimes blushing, sometimes dull, and sometimes angry...

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Jiang Chen stood up and walked to Ling Si. "The two of us can each keep watch for half the night. You haven't had a good rest for a long time. It's also my fault. How could I fall asleep......"

"In two days, we will be able to return to Daqin. I don't need to rest for the time being, Jiang Chen." This was the first time Jiang Chen heard Ling Si call his name seriously. "You must rest well and recover from your injuries."

He threw the rabbit in his hand to Jiang Chen, "You go and deal with it."

Jiang Chen went there happily. He couldn't let Ling Si down for his trust and care. When he returned to Daqin, he would tie the man to the bed and let him sleep for three days and three nights.

The rabbit meat had no saltiness, but was roasted to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Jiang Chen was very good at this, a skill he had learned since he was a child in Lingnan, and he finally showed it off in front of Ling Si.

"How does it taste?" Before Ling Si could answer, Jiang Chen started to make excuses, "We don't have any seasonings now. When we return to Daqin, I'll let you see the real Jiang family's cooking skills."

Ling Si swallowed the food in his mouth, feeling a little dazed. From the angle Jiang Chen lowered his head, it was easy to see a similar outline to Lin Ruozhu, even the way his wrist flipped the stick was almost the same. For some reason, after withdrawing from his emotions, he often thought of the people he met in the small world before.

"good to eat."

Jiang Chen paused in his attempt to scratch his temper, "How can this be considered delicious... I'll just assume that you are comforting me."

In some ways, whether Ling Si is detached from his emotions or not, he is equally stubborn: "Really, I'm not lying to you."

Now it was Jiang Chen's turn to be stunned. He hurriedly brushed the hair on his cheek, bit his mouthful of meat, and responded incoherently. The fire crackled, covering up the sound of the young man's irregular heartbeat.