Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

It seems that I have done more than this one excessive thing... Wucheng hugged the scroll of bamboo slips, staring at the flickering candles in a daze, feeling distressed and laughing at himself at the same time, what else could he have not done?

I can't enjoy my happiness to the fullest, and I have suffered so many humiliations for no reason. If I change someone... I will definitely leave, right?Only Liu Qianshan would be obsessed with it.

Wu Cheng sighed, if he remembered all these, then what was he forgotten?

He recalled carefully, recalling what happened before he went to Cangming Secret Realm...

At that time, Qian Shan seemed to be injured, that's why he didn't accompany him... Why was Qian Shan injured... What kind of injury was it?I can't remember clearly... He only remembers that when he left the mountain mansion, Qianshan was not there, and the person who had been with him for nearly a thousand years suddenly disappeared, and he felt a little flustered... Empty panic...

It was as if the heart had been taken out and could not be found...

Qianshan...

He shrank his shoulders in a daze, feeling a little cold, and his mind gradually went blank, like a heavy snow covering the sea of ​​consciousness and covering his consciousness.

The young man closed his eyes drowsily, vaguely recalling Liu Qianshan lying on his knees for the first time in sleepiness, carefully trying to hold his hand, his deliberate and awkward alienation made him want to twitch hands out of the way.

But in the end it couldn't resist the wish in his heart, after Liu Qianshan held his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face, Wu Cheng closed his eyes and loosened the frown between his brows.

The skin of Qian Shan's palm was a little rough, but it was very warm. Being held by that hand, he felt very at ease. He wanted to hold that hand all the time... and wanted to touch the head on his knee...

Qian Shan's hair looks very soft, like satin...

Wucheng's brows trembled...he remembered Liu Qianshan...the head that passed by was black hair...

how come?Qian Shan... isn't he with white hair?

The memory in his mind became more and more chaotic, Liu Qianshan with black hair and brown eyes flashed past, as if to shatter the figure with white hair and ice eyes in his memory.

The young man shrank his body, showing a trace of resistance... No... Qianshan is a snow wolf... It can't be black hair... I remembered it wrong... Yes... I remembered it wrong...

Qian Shan...has always been a snow wolf demon...with white hair, ice-colored eyes, and a very cold body...Qian Shan is not black-haired...never...

Wu Cheng murmured for a while, his expression gradually settled down. After a few sticks of incense, the snow-colored giant wolf guarding outside transformed into a human form, walked into the stone room, and saw the young man leaning on the small table with his eyes closed, holding his hand in his arms. The bamboo slips were breathing long and slowly, as if falling asleep.

Liu Qianshan approached carefully, kissed the Taoist couple's brow lightly, and heard Wu Chengmeng muttering vaguely: "Cold...cold..."

He glanced at the burning charcoal stove on the ground, it should not be cold in the room, so...it must be him who makes Huaihai cold.

After thinking about it, the monster left the bed, and calmly walked towards the stove emitting layers of heat...

"Qianshan! What are you doing?" Wucheng, who was soundly asleep, somehow woke up, staring at Xuelang who was getting closer and closer to the hot charcoal stove, with his heart in his throat.

Hearing the sound, Liu Qianshan looked back at him, but he didn't let go of his hand that was about to touch the hot furnace wall, and before he had time to speak, Wucheng rushed over and grabbed him, "Is it hot? Let me see... Give me your hand..."

"...It's just a charcoal stove, it won't be burnt," Liu Qianshan held out his palm while speaking, Wucheng checked the hands of the Taoist couple, and he was relieved when there was no red mark. However, he still couldn't help but read a few words, flustered, as if he had been used to teaching his juniors all these years, caring about the Taoist couple, and showing some attitude of taking care of the reckless junior.

After making sure that Liu Qianshan would not touch the stove again, he slowly relaxed, and only now did he feel dizzy from waking up too quickly.

The young man raised his head and saw the Taoist couple listening to his seriousness without blinking eyes, and for no reason felt that the snow wolf demon, who was rumored to be lonely and arrogant, actually looked a bit silly like a child, and was younger than him. Zun didn't show much in his stupid appearance in front of Akajiri Sage Monarch.

Wu Cheng pursed his lips, and hugged his Taoist companion with a little force in his hands...or...will he carry him away every day in the future?Like the little master in the Twelve Arms...it's still the safest way, you won't get hurt at all, and you are always well protected in your arms.

Liu Qianshan watched the Taoist couple sticking to his body, with warm joy in his eyes, bent down and reached out to grab Wucheng's legs, lightly picked him up, hugged him firmly, and then realized Seeing something, his expression was a little uneasy, "This... will it be cold?"

"It's not cold," Wu Cheng came back to his senses and smiled, thinking that if he really hugged his Taoist companion, the picture would be quite funny.

Seeing his smile, Liu Qianshan felt relieved, "Do you still want to practice here?"

"No, I'm bored, go out for a walk with me..."

Liu Qianshan nodded, a little bit reluctant to let him down from his arms.

……

"It's snowing..." The coast of the East China Sea outside the mountain mansion was buried by silver at some point, the mountains became white, and the clouds and mists in the dark sky floated with the breeze, and the sky and the earth were brightly clean and peaceful. There was a quiet wind, no sound at all.

Standing on the platform in front of the mountain mansion, Wu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief looking at the white-capped world. His irritability dissipated a lot, and he turned his head to look at the Taoist companion.

The wind swept across the treetops, and a little bit of snow drifted down to cover Liu Qianshan's face from his sight... The black-haired Liu Qianshan in the "dream" before flashed by, and the smile on Wucheng's face froze for a moment , there was a hallucinatory voice in my ear, erratic as if separated by wind and snow, slightly hoarse, full of disappointment and hope: "No hurry...it will be warm..."

"Qianshan..." Wucheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, he called out hastily, and the circles of his eyes turned red.Liu Qianshan frowned and touched his face: "...what's wrong?"

The person in sight returned to normal, the white hair was blown up by the breeze and swept onto Wucheng's face, causing a slight itchiness, he hurriedly leaned against Liu Qianshan, the cold but real touch made him feel at ease , I didn't want to let go of my hand for a moment: "Hold me for a while... Qianshan..."

Liu Qianshan tightened his arms, and warmth flashed in his eyes... Huaihai, can I not let go?I want to hold you all the time...