Travel thousands of miles in my life

The small room was extremely dark, with only a small candle burning on the table, Wen Shuqiu was pulled in tightly by the man.

"It's dark in the room, be careful." Yan Wuwu was a little nervous: "Why are you here? Did Jiuxian make things difficult for you?" After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pinched the young man's cheek, and said helplessly, "Why are you so thin? many?"

A series of questions were thrown out, but Wen Shuqiu didn't answer any of them, he just smiled and said, "I'm coming to see you, are you happy?"

"Happy." As soon as Yan Wuwu saw him smiling, he immediately forgot all questions and touched his nose: "Very happy."

"Does the injury still hurt?" Wen Shuqiu lightly tapped the man's chest, which was wrapped round and round with clean cloth strips.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." The young man's slender, white fingers pointed at the wound that hadn't healed yet, arousing a strange itching, as if it was about to itch all the way to his heart.Yan Wuwu's face was a little hot, he felt his heart beating more and more happily, and an inexplicable feeling filled his heart.He didn't dare to look at the young man's gentle face, so he had to lower his head to study his hands, only then did he realize that the young man's hands were covered with blood.

"Why are you injured?" Yan Wuwu frowned, getting up to get him medicine.Seeing that his footsteps were still a little vain, Wen Shuqiu hurriedly said: "Sit down, don't get up, this is just a minor injury."

"There's no such thing as a minor injury. Did that person outside beat you?" Yan Wuwu had no choice but to sit back, leaned on the young man's shoulder, and said angrily, "When I recover, I'll beat you back." .”

"Okay." The young man laughed and rubbed the man's hair: "How did you get hurt?"

Yan Wuwu hesitated for a moment, buried his head in the young man's neck and shook his head.If you lose this kind of thing, don't talk about it.

"Don't you want to say it?" Wen Shuqiu could imagine the man's hesitant expression without looking, he pinched the man's nose amusedly: "Just sleep for a while."

With Yan Wuxin's injuries, he had already reached his limit, and now he was leaning on the young man's shoulder, and his breath was full of intoxicating warmth.Yan Wuwu unconsciously closed his tired eyes and fell asleep.

That night, as soon as the man fell asleep, it was at this time. Perhaps because of his peace of mind, the man developed a high fever again.Ji Lianxun leaned against the door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Why do you have a fever again?"

"Your Excellency, you don't have to stay here, it's good if I'm here." Wen Shuqiu unceremoniously started to chase people away, he was about to start to detoxify Yan Wuwu, because of some special reasons, it's better not to keep anyone in the room.

"Your name is Wen Shuqiu?" Ji Lianxun didn't know what to think of, looked the young man up and down, smiled inexplicably, turned and went out.

After he turned around, Wen Shuqiu heaved a sigh of relief. This man was so imposing that he had to raise his spirits and be on guard.Turning his mind back, he fumbled and twisted a wet handkerchief on Yan Wuwu's forehead, and wiped his palms and feet to dissipate heat.After tidying up properly, it was almost midnight, and Yan Wuxin's fever subsided a little, and it was no longer so hot to the touch.Wen Shuqiu couldn't see his face, so he reached in and touched the man's back, only to feel relieved when he found that he was sweating a lot.

Outside is the gurgling stream and the sound of insects, and the moonlight quietly flows into the house.The steady breathing and heartbeat of the man dyed this quiet night with different colors.

Wen Shuqiu sat by the bed, holding the man's right hand. That big hand with calluses and a hideous scar on its palm had once saved him from danger, and pulled him out of the darkness.The young man stretched out his hand to trace the man's facial features, from the high brow bone to the heroic nose bridge to the thin lips, and his fingers gently tapped the man's lips.

I don't know when, and there is no way to let go.Yan Wuwu is Wen Shuqiu's home, no matter where he is, as long as he returns to him, he will feel at ease.Wen Shuqiu once compared himself to a bird that has lost both legs, because there is no place for him to rest in this huge river and lake, there are disputes and dead ends everywhere.Beside Yan Wuwu, it was not without fights, but it was different from the past.

Like the bright moon outside the window, he silently broke into Wen Shuqiu's life, and since then he has no more complicated thoughts to guess.The ups and downs of the past and the roaring voices of people fell silent in the desert. Yan Wuxin jumped up, grabbed the cloth towel and looked at him in the yellow sand all over the sky.

Everything was doomed around that time.

"I'm sorry." Wen Shuqiu laughed, bit the tip of his tongue, then leaned down and kissed the man's lips.

It's time to finish it, he sighed in his heart, rubbed Yan Wuxin's lips attachmentally, tentatively licked the man's dry lips, and pushed the tip of his tongue in again.I don't know what the man dreamed about so that he didn't reject his closeness, but he opened his mouth slightly, engulfed the young man's lips, and sucked the tip of his tongue fiercely.

A few drops of blood were sucked away by the man, and then he gently licked and comforted Wen Shuqiu's lips.The young man thought the man had woken up, so he listened carefully to his breathing in shock, only after seeing that it was as stable as before was he sure that the man was not awake.

If Yan accidentally woke up...Wen Shuqiu pursed his lips, he couldn't imagine the look of disgust on the man's face.

He wanted to get up but was extremely reluctant, hesitated for a while, and then lightly kissed the man on the lips like a thief. After the kiss, he blushed and hurriedly got up and fled.

He fled in a hurry, not noticing that the man sat up slowly after he left.He looked at the fleeing figure and laughed: "Silly, I don't know if I'm awake or not."

After a long time, Yan Wuxin touched his lips tenderly, recalling the softness of the youth's lips like a ghost.Rarely, he was a little dazed, looking at the moonlight like water outside the window, he murmured: "Little bastard, you left me a problem. Fortunately, you ran away..."

The man lying on the tree drinking looked at the young man who ran out with a flushed face, sneered, shook his head, and jumped down.

"Young Master Wen, have you finished detoxification?" He looked at the blushing face of the young man in front of him and asked jokingly.

"Well, yes." Wen Shuqiu lowered his head and replied nervously.

"Do you want to explain it again to strengthen it?" Ji Lianxun leaned over and whispered: "The window is not closed."

"Ah, what?" The young man reacted belatedly, and became even more embarrassed. He paused for a long time before mustering up the courage to say: "Can you please take me to see my uncle and aunt?"

Ji Lianxun was stunned for a moment, thought of something, and said with a sneer, "Let's go."

The cemetery was still the same as before. He watched the young man kneeling upright and kowtowed three times in silence.

"Uncle and aunt are well. I'm Wen's Shuqiu. We are unintentional friends." The young man apologized, "I came in a hurry this time. I will definitely visit you again some day."

"Are you leaving?" Ji Lianxun leaned aside with his sword in his arms.

"Yes, I still have important things to do, so I can't stay any longer." The young man's ears were slightly warm, and he made a bow: "Please stop him for a while, so as not to let his injury recur. The poison is probably cured."

"Why did you kiss him?" Ji Lianxun raised his eyebrows and asked forcefully, "Besides detoxification."

Wen Shuqiu was caught by the question for a while, he was introverted and gentle by nature, stealing a kiss was the most daring thing he had done in 20 years.Now being questioned, he really couldn't say those few words, but he was holding back his energy, and he didn't want to prevaricate.The young man thought for a long time in embarrassment, and said in frustration: "I...I..."

"What are you tweaking?" The man with clear eyebrows said indifferently: "You can do it yourself."

"Where's Qiuqiu?" After a long time, Yan Wuzhi asked Ji Lianxun hastily as he entered the room alone.

"Let's go." The man raised his head and took a sip of his wine.

"Gone?!" Yan Wuxin couldn't believe it, his Qiuqiu just left him and fled in fear of crime? ? ?

"Well, I left half an hour ago, don't even think about it." The man laughed and said, "You're almost disabled, why are you still thinking about such romantic things?"

Yan Wu ignored him for no reason, turned around and was about to get out of bed, the man had no choice but to say: "He asked me to watch you before he left, you can figure it out yourself."

Hearing this, the man was both angry and funny: "You've become more powerful than you are."

"Anyway, I'm going to scold you." Ji Lianxun shrugged, and took out two wine bowls like a magic trick: "Have you not had a drink for a long time?"

"That's right." Yan Wuwu took the opportunity to sit down, watched the gurgling liquor fill the big bowl, and said, "It will probably be seven or eight years."

"More than that, the last time we drank together was a stolen wine." Ji Lianxun leaned against the window, thinking of the carefree days in the past, his brows suddenly relaxed, and the gloom in his eyes faded away Some.

"Stolen wine is the most intoxicating." He held up the bowl to the moon, saw the moonlight filling the bowl like wine, and laughed: "Now I can't get drunk anymore."

"The two of us were drunk at the time, but later my mother whipped me with a broom." Yan Wuxin rolled his eyes: "You were the one who got in the way of stealing the wine, why weren't you punished? How did little uncle Gu treat you? So broad."

"You are wrong, I was fined." Hearing that familiar title, Ji Lianxun's hands trembled uncontrollably, and then he said calmly, "I have been fined for ten years."

He was sixteen that year, and that person was twenty-three. It was a master-student relationship, but a playful drunkenness completely changed the fate of the two people. It not only tied the two people who were not related at all together, but also caused everything The beginning of farce.

The man's expression was sad and sad, Yan Wuyi was very familiar with that expression.In the past ten years, every time I wake up from the dream, the person in the mirror has the same expression.After he drank the wine in the bowl, he said softly: "Father once made me and I swear that unless the Xuanji Pavilion has come to an end, otherwise it will never be passed on to the outside world."

After such a long time, the glory of Xuanji Pavilion has long since disappeared. Yan Wuyi said with a wry smile: "The old man is dead now, and the so-called end of the road is nothing more than that. The reason why the people of Xuanji Pavilion can survive for a hundred years is because its own particularity."

Ji Lianxun put down his wine bowl and listened to him quietly.

"Old Master Yan Tianji was born with the ability to communicate with birds and birds."

No wonder the old man was talking all day, he was chatting with the forest sparrow ants around him.Ji Lianxun snorted and filled his bowl with wine.

"My father, Yan Nantian, is a well-known crow's mouth, and my mother, Star Official Yao Yurong, is a prophecy. She will have countless dreams about the future. Regardless of the process, the ending is absolutely correct."

Ji Lianxun raised the bowl, he has a cold nature, even though he spent a lot of time with the Yan family, he couldn't respect him.Because of his status, he couldn't fully trust Xuanji Pavilion, and he even had reservations about Ah Xun, who was the closest.Ji Lianxun knew that he was stubborn and recalcitrant, and his heart had already been honed in a place like the imperial palace to be fearless.It is self-evident who the Yan family will be after.He picked up the wine bowl, hiding his uneasiness at this moment.He was afraid, afraid of hearing everything about Gu Qingxun, but he couldn't help but pursue it.

"Where's Ah Xun?" He heard himself asking in an eager yet forbearing voice.

"Little uncle was born different." Yan Wuwu gave him a complicated look: "He knows people's hearts by birth, and everyone can't hide what's in their hearts from him."

Dang-

The sound of the wine bowl breaking was very clear in the silent night.Ji Lianxun's lips trembled, only feeling that his eyes were turning black.

The only thought in his mind made him despair, and Ah Xun knew it!