[Yu Huang] Changfeng

Strange and familiar.

Huang Shaotian found it very exciting, he thought it was his first kiss, the first time he kissed someone in the first half of his life, which was full of wind and rain.What surprised him was that Yu Wenzhou didn't look at all gentle when his lips and tongue met, as if he had seen and felt him through, this kiss was skillful and rough.

Is that so?Huang Shaotian's mind went blank, and he subconsciously took a step back, but was held tightly by Yu Wenzhou's right arm and was not allowed to retreat any further.

However, this is not bad.Huang Shaotian who had calmed down began to respond to the kiss.It was obviously the first time in memory, but Huang Shaotian discovered that his body's reaction was much better than his brain's memory.Responding to the kiss required almost no brain thought, he had already kissed it back deftly, with terrifying instinct.

I'm afraid no one is more conflicted than Wenzhou at the moment.He recalled all the tenderness and old things, but the people in front of him didn't know anything about it. He seemed to be holding the answer, teaching students who didn't know anything to memorize. He knew everything, but the students stared curiously, stretched out I want to look through this book called Memories in my husband's hand.

He wanted to crush Huang Shaotian and stuff it into his heart, so that he would never disappear again, never disappear for two years, and then ask him what your name is when we meet again.

The pain of loss is more unforgettable than anything else.

"Are we like this?" Huang Shaotian blinked his eyes and licked his lips, looking like a cat that stole the fish, "We used to be like this, um, is this good? So... well, that's it? Kiss hug?"

Yu Wenzhou looked at him and suddenly found it very funny. Huang Shaotian's expression didn't look like he was joking at all, he looked extremely serious.

"That's it?" Huang Shaotian hugged Yu Wenzhou very hard, then tiptoed slightly, and leaned forward to kiss Yu Wenzhou's eyebrows, "I kissed and hugged, right?"

"No." Yu Wenzhou whispered in his ear.

"Huh?" Huang Shaotian was surprised.

"Come on, you're too perfunctory." Yu Wenzhou raised his left hand and poked Huang Shaotian's face.

"I'm very sincere!" Huang Shaotian tossed his hair, stood on tiptoes again, climbed up to Yu Wenzhou's neck, and kissed him down in style.

Outside Lin'an City, under the moonlight, the grass and fields are like waves, and the surrounding fields are silent. Something is quietly waking up, as real as yesterday, engraved with an indelible mark.

"I seem to remember a little bit, but it's so blurry that I can't grasp it." Huang Shaotian refused to let go of Yu Wenzhou's back. He just clung to Yu Wenzhou's back like this, and stuck his whole body on it, licking the corners of his mouth knowingly, with moonlight in his eyes. Hua Liuzhuan refused to look away, staring at the person in front of him stupidly, "What should I do?"

"What should I do?" Yu Wenzhou's right hand was injured, so he had to gently caress his back with his left hand.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Huang Shaotian suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Ever since they met, Yu Wenzhou had been holding him with his left hand like this, whether he was still or moving, it was his left hand. His right hand was always hidden in his sleeve, and he almost refused to stretch it out. Leaning to the right, Yu Wenzhou withdrew his right hand quickly, the painful expression did not escape Huang Shaotian's eyes.

"I got hurt a little bit." Yu Wenzhou didn't hide anything, "It's dislocated, I've already fixed it."

"Let me take a look," Huang Shaotian stubbornly pulled his hand, with a hint of pleading unconsciously in his voice, "show me."

"Already, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yu Wenzhou said softly.

The wrist was badly bruised, and there were even dark purple bruises in some places, and it was so swollen that it was almost impossible to exert any strength.

Yu Wenzhou thought that Huang Shaotian would jump up in anger, would ask who it was angrily, would jump up and yell loudly, and maybe even rush back to Lin'an unsteadily, but Huang Shaotian didn't say anything, he gently brushed the wound with his fingertips. place, bowed his head and kissed like a dragonfly.

The hot pain was instantly blinded by the soft touch, leaving only a slight tremor that hit the bottom of my heart.

There is no chance now, but sooner or later there will be.

He is no longer an impulsive young man. The ups and downs and disputes in the rivers and lakes have made him more mature, and he has also learned what is called forbearance.Yinxuetang has already dared to make a big splash in the south of the Yangtze River, and the situation has reached the stage of turbulence. He cannot and will not do things that are not planned.Sun Hao came to Gusu unexpectedly, and the Lanxi Pavilion was severely damaged. He escaped from Tianmu Mountain under the cover of Yu Wenzhou. He has seen large and small deaths and injuries for half a month.

"I..." Huang Shaotian hesitated to speak, and finally just made a promise softly in his heart.

The small courtyard is quiet, clean and peaceful as before. The plum trees are shaded by green leaves, and the branches are slightly dewed at night, reflecting the twilight sky.The room was a bit dark, Yu Wenzhou turned on the lamp, the candle flame flickered, and shadows were scattered all over the ground.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance lingering in the air, and Huang Shaotian suddenly felt a bit bitter on the tip of his tongue unconsciously, but this faint medicinal smell was really not bad, adding three points of warmth and five points of ambiguity.

The remaining part is Yu Wenzhou's eyes, which are as vast as the sea, hiding infinite tenderness and subtlety, and the other part is the joy in Huang Shaotian's heart that is at a loss.

Perfect.

Yu Wenzhou brewed new tea, the leisurely fragrance of tea lingered, warming the room with cold hands and hot tea.Huang Shaotian paced the room boredly, walked up and down, and finally figured out something, carefully pushed open the door of Yu Wenzhou's room.

The Pear Blossom Wood door creaked, Huang Shaotian poked his head in first, Yu Wenzhou was letting his hair loose, and didn't express anything to his behavior, so Huang Shaotian poked half of his body in.

"Go to bed early when you're tired." Yu Wenzhou's movements were gentle, even with his hair loose, he didn't feel feminine at all, the candlelight danced, and the shadow cast on the wall was slender and powerful.

"Not tired." Huang Shaotian shook his head.

"Just say what you want." Yu Wenzhou smiled and stood up.

Huang Shaotian rushed over unexpectedly, and before Yu Wenzhou could stand still, he threw him on the bed again, "My lord, your hair is loose."

Yu Wenzhou's eyes trembled.

"Wenzhou, Wenzhou, I know what's going on, except for kissing and hugging." Huang Shaotian stretched out his hand to explain Yu Wenzhou's clothes, with a frank expression on his face.

"Oh?" Yu Wenzhou suddenly turned over, pressed Huang Shaotian under him, lowered his body, covered Huang Shaotian's eyebrows with his left hand, and looked at him steadily, "Shaotian, don't do this, I hope, after you think about it..."

"I don't know when I'll be able to remember it." Huang Shaotian tilted his head and kissed the palm of Yu Wenzhou's left hand, "But there's one thing I figured out—"

"That is, I love you from the bottom of my heart."

Forgot so what, all this has become my habit, my instinct, melted in my blood.I love you, it's not enough to be engraved in my heart, it is engraved in my bones, my heart can be taken away and invaded, but this matter, I will remember it until it is wiped out, the sky and the earth are big, and there is no more me.

"What a coincidence, me too." Yu Wenzhou reached out and grabbed Huang Shaotian's hand, pressing it to his heart, "Touch it, it's yours."

Yu Wenzhou looked calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant, but it was a beating heart, and Huang Shaotian suddenly wanted to cry.

The sky is long, the road is far away, the soul is flying, and the dream soul cannot reach Guanshan.And now, he finally found it.

Yu Wenzhou could barely move his right hand, so Huang Shaotian sat up and helped him unbutton his clothes. Under the dim candlelight, everything seemed like a dream, like a big dream, and the smell of medicine was almost Yu Wenzhou's unique temptation.

Unfastening Huang Shaotian's loose belt with one hand, everything seemed to return to the lingering relationship two years ago, as if the barrier of time and space had disappeared for no reason.Huang Shaotian has a slender and tight figure that has practiced martial arts all year round, hiding flexibility and explosive power that ordinary people cannot match, and is exposed like a sacrificial offering under the moonlight in the late summer night.

"Lift your waist up." Yu Wenzhou gently stroked Huang Shaotian's trembling skin, his deep voice was gentle and powerful.

This sentence was like opening a forbidden zone, Huang Shaotian blushed all of a sudden, he even said to himself in his heart, so I would be shy too.

"Shaotian, do it yourself." Yu Wenzhou found a box of soft paste from the desk, and handed it to Huang Shaotian.

"Why do you have this thing!" Huang Shaotian frowned, feeling incredible.

"I'm a doctor." Yu Wenzhou looked at him with a smile.

Huang Shaotian unscrewed the lid, and a scent of medicine came to his face. He stretched out his finger and poked lightly in the box, thinking about what he was going to do next, his hands trembled immediately.

Yu Wenzhou's kiss brought an unimaginable catalytic effect, Huang Shaotian felt that all his rationality was burning, he trembling hands, and slowly stretched towards an unspeakable entrance behind him.

Everything was simpler than imagined, maybe Yu Wenzhou's touching and kissing made him psychedelic, or maybe it was just retrieving the memory of the past, so he was familiar with the road.

He knelt on the bed, his whole body was tense, his fingers moved in and out behind him, the scene in front of him gradually blurred at that moment, replaced by fragmented memory images, flashing and overlapping, like a flood, washing away all his perceptions.

"Shaotian." Yu Wenzhou called him softly while kissing his back, taking over everything.

Huang Shaotian's fingers were covered with thin calluses, and they trembled uncontrollably when they went in and out, while Yu Wenzhou's hands were clean and slender, gentle and slow, each touch brought a heart-wrenching tactile sensation, tirelessly grinding, going in and out at the entrance, It almost made Huang Shaotian groan.

The second finger was added, and the pain surpassed the pleasure all of a sudden. Huang Shaotian's back became tense from the pain, like a bow and arrow fully drawn. Do not open the arc of the eyes.

Title poem: Embarrassed at this night, from Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Ci"