Life

18.

Both of them got up very early the next day, saying that it was a new year with a new atmosphere, and that the new year should start with hard work.

"Zhao Jiu, let's eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Jiang Yuan thought of Zhao Jiu digging a basket of sweet potatoes years ago, and suddenly had a whim.

Zhao Jiu seemed to be able to smell the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes, and nodded in approval.

Jiang Yuan made a fire and made the stove full of smoke, Zhao Jiu pushed him away, poked the stove with tongs, and the smoke became much smaller.

They picked a few big sweet potatoes and threw them in, buried them at the bottom, and moved two small stools to sit in front of the stove, roasting the fire while waiting for the sweet potatoes to ripen.

Jiang Yuan saw Zhao Jiu's slightly red ear tips, and couldn't help but dragged the stool closer to him.

Intentionally or unintentionally touched Zhao Jiu's arm, Zhao Jiu stopped fiddling with the firewood and turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuan shook his body without changing his face, and directly stuck his whole body on Zhao Jiu's body, "It's so cold, you're warm here."

Zhao Jiu looked puzzled, "Is it cold?"

After speaking, he looked outside the door, only to see flakes of snowflakes falling from the sky like goose feathers.

He got up abruptly, walked around Jiang Yuan who was standing in the way, and walked to the door. He happily picked up a snowflake that hadn't melted yet and held it in his hand.

"Look! It's snowing."

Jiang Yuan was stunned, the person in front of him had his eyes bent, his brows were smiling, his whole body was bursting with vitality, his bright smile dazzled him so much that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Xuemei, he thinks this person is more beautiful than Xuejing.

In a blink of an eye, the person by the door disappeared, and Jiang Yuan patted his clothes and stood up.

Zhao Jiu was standing in the falling snow, Jiang Yuan saw it and quickly pulled him back

Gently brushing the snowflakes off his head and shoulders, he said with a conniving smile, "It's just snowed, and we'll go play after the snow has accumulated on the ground."

After Zhao Jiu listened, he obediently sat back by the stove, but still glanced outside the door from time to time.

19.

After the two finished the roasted sweet potatoes, their stomachs were almost full.

"This sweet potato is enough for me to last a day."

Jiang Yuan and Zhao Jiu were joking, but Zhao Jiu didn't answer, pointing behind him, "Let's build a snowman together."

The snow fell heavily, and in less than an hour, a thick layer had already accumulated on the ground. Jiang Yuan knew that Zhao Jiu couldn't bear it, so he directly pulled him out.

The snow was still falling, and occasionally a few snowflakes fell on the exposed skin on the neck, and the two of them shivered together from the cold.

Jiang Yuan wrapped his collar tightly, and then moved closer to wrap it around Zhao Jiu. Zhao Jiu didn't think this gesture was too intimate, but just stood there obediently letting Jiang Yuan move.

Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder lightly, and brushed off a few snowflakes, "This way it won't be so cold."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiu ran away and began to snowball seriously. When Jiang Yuan's mother was still there, when winter came, he would often build snowmen with him, and Jiang Yuan was naturally very handy.

After a while, the snowman took shape. Jiang Yuan built a bigger snowman and stood beside Zhao Jiu's little snowman.

Zhao Jiu took a look at the two snowmen, stretched out his hands to touch their noses, eyes and mouths, the big one and the small one looked perfectly matched together.

Zhao Jiu smiled and turned to look at Jiang Yuan, only to find that Jiang Yuan had been looking at him.

Looking at the frozen red nose and fingertips in front of him, Jiang Yuan smiled, and naturally took Zhao Jiu's hand, exhaling while rubbing it, and only then did he feel a little heat.

He could feel Zhao Jiu's body stiffen, but Zhao Jiu didn't take his hand away for a long time.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, without any tendency to stop, and the cold wind was getting more and more biting, so Jiang Yuan said: "Come in, it's too cold."

Zhao Jiu nodded.

Jiang Yuan still held his hand and pulled him into the house, never letting go.

20.

Zhao Jiu had a fever, and that night he became unconscious and unconscious.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have gone out to build a snowman when the snow didn't stop, Jiang Yuan thought regretfully while cooling him down.

Zhao Jiu vomits as soon as he eats it now, so he can barely drink some hot porridge.

He closed his eyes, mumbled his mouth and didn't know what he was talking about, and there were two morbid flushes on his cheeks, making him look a bit uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuan touched his forehead, it was still hot.

Bringing the boiled medicine from the kitchen, Jiang Yuan helped Zhao Jiu to sit up, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth.

"Hey, open your mouth and drink some medicine, and you will feel better soon."

Zhao Jiu vaguely smelled the smell of medicine, and subconsciously frowned without raising his eyelids.

The spoon just leaned against Zhao Jiu's lips, but he couldn't pour it in.

In desperation, Jiang Yuan could only pinch Zhao Jiu's cheeks, force him to open his mouth, and forcefully poured the medicine into it.

He squeezed Zhao Jiu's cheek with one hand, poured the medicine bowl into it with the other, and coaxed him softly: "Hey, drink it all up, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

After finally gulping it all down, Zhao Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, rubbed his chest and vomited suddenly.

"vomit......"

What I had just poured down was still spit out, and all of it was spit out on the ground.

Jiang Yuan frowned helplessly, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and touched his forehead, it was still hot.

It's impossible not to drink the medicine, so he had to cook another bowl and bring it after cooling down.

Zhao Jiu sat by the bed with his eyelids closed, looking like a sick child.

"Zhao Jiu, Zhao Jiu." Jiang Yuan whispered in his ear a few times, Zhao Jiu's eyelids moved, and Jiang Yuan knew that it was Zhao Jiu who was responding to him.

"I'll give you a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy after drinking the medicine, so that it won't be bitter."

Zhao Jiu didn't respond, he subconsciously rejected the proposal in a daze.

Zhao Jiu felt very uncomfortable, his head was dizzy, his chest was tight, and he felt sore all over his body.

Suddenly, something cold and soft touched his lips, and then the medicine juice was transferred into his mouth. The bitter taste in his mouth made him struggle subconsciously, but his lips were tightly pressed against him, unable to move, and the medicine juice also It can only flow down the throat like this.

The cold thing on his mouth moved away, just when Zhao Jiu was feeling relieved, the thing came closer again, this time it was not medicine, a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus candy was delivered to his mouth.

It's so sweet, Zhao Jiu smacked his lips, but felt something stiff on his mouth, and then something soft and flexible like a snake stretched in, wreaking havoc in his mouth.

That thing is icy and cool, wrapped in the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus, wantonly touching his lips and tongue.

Zhao Jiu felt very comfortable subconsciously, and the bitter taste in his mouth was also swept away, and he swung the tip of his tongue involuntarily, sucking carefully.

Jiang Yuan felt Zhao Jiu's response, his eyes widened suddenly, and when he realized it, he pressed his thin back tightly, deepening the kiss.

The snow outside the house gradually tended to stop, the ice melted and it became colder, but the house was completely different and warm.