Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

When Xiao Yi opened his eyes the next day, the rainstorm stopped and the morning light first appeared.

He saw Wei Xun falling asleep lying on the bed; this was the first time he saw Wei Xun falling asleep.

Looking so tired.

The face that was always gentle and smiling was sideways in the thin morning light; the upward curve of the corners of the mouth was still there, but the smile was crushed between the slightly frowning brows, and some of them were missing.

Could he be tired too?

Xiao thought about it.

It turned out that he would also be angry and tired.

Will he also feel cold and scared sometimes?

Xiao Yi didn't know.

But for the first time, he felt that Wei Xun was like a "person", no longer the invincible God of War of the Qinggang Sect, nor the god who lit up his own world.

Just an ordinary person.

The way he frowned when he was tired and fell asleep made people feel so distressed.

is distressed.

He stretched out his hand and patted Wei Xun's back lightly, awkwardly trying to imitate the way Wei Xun comforted himself.

Yet it always feels insignificant.

Wei Xun was really tired these days.

There is an unexplainable feeling in his heart, there are tigers and wolves around him, and there is a person in his arms who is afraid that he will not be able to protect him.

But he is still Wei Xun after all, with terrifying strength in his body, and a tense nerve in his brain——

At this time Xiao Yi was still by his side, and even a slight wind movement was enough to wake him up instantly.

"Did I... woke you up..." Xiao Yi hurriedly withdrew his hand when he saw Wei Xun open his eyes.

Annoyed and remorseful.

"No. I slept well." Wei Xun straightened up and sat up, with the corners of his mouth raised extremely tenderly, "I just woke up, so I'm not used to staying in bed like you."

In fact, he didn't sleep well, he just squinted for a while, but it feels really good to be comforted by someone.

A clumsy and careful look is better.

But he was only half right.

Xiao Yi really likes to stay in bed, but only by Wei Xun's side, because only by this person's side can he sleep peacefully.

It's not the bed that someone depends on, but the person who stays by the bed.

Just like today.

Wei Xun got up to freshen up, then ordered Wu Yin to prepare breakfast, and now he has changed back to his usual attire.

Wide-sleeved brocade gown with fluttering sleeves, white silk shoes hidden by the edge of the light blue robe; white jade hairpin crown, half bundle and half batch, with blue silk gathered behind the ears and a few strands falling on the chest.

The crisp sound of the silver bell reappeared in Xiao Yi's ears.

After tossing and tossing for more than half an hour, Wei Xun kept trying to wake Xiao Yi up from the bed, but Xiao Yi still lingered and refused to move, drooping his long and narrow red phoenix eyes, with a lazy expression on his face.

Xiao Yi liked this morning so much, he wanted to spend his whole life lying down like this, listening to Wei Xun's gentle chatter about himself, watching Wei Xun turn around in front of his eyes.

It's so beautiful...

he thinks.

At this time, Wei Xun had already tidied everything up, and was pulling Xiao Yi's arm to pull him up from bed, while Xiao Yi's hand was on his shoulder like a dead man, and he refused to move while he was pulling.

The bluish-purple strangle mark on Xiao Yi's wrist was still there, and Wei Xun didn't dare to use his strength, but he couldn't hold back the person on the bed, so he could only put his hands behind Xiao Yi's neck, grabbing the other person's neck to lift him up .

But Xiao Yi couldn't bear to get up, as soon as Wei Xun lifted his upper body off the bed, he wrapped his arms around Wei Xun's neck and leaned back, trying not to be lifted from the bed.

A few strands of Wei Xun's fallen hair hang down Xiao Yi's cheeks, and now every movement he makes will rub against Xiao Yi's temples.

Xiao Yi was ticklish and hissed slightly.

But Wei Xun thought that the child hurt his injured wrist in order to compete with him, so he immediately loosened all his strength in fright.

Xiao Yi didn't know what he was thinking, the arms around Wei Xun's neck didn't lose any strength, and he almost pulled Wei Xun and fell on him...

Fortunately, Wei Xun reacted quickly, barely propping up his body with his elbows against the edge of the bed, otherwise Xiao Yi's small body would have been smashed by him.

But after all, the upper arm of a person is only so long, and there is no room for too much space between the two of them...

So just like that, they felt the ups and downs of each other's chests in a subtle and weird posture.

I don't know if it's psychological or real, but both of them feel that the ups and downs seem to be getting faster and faster...

But no one moved, Xu Shi felt that every tiny movement would appear deliberate and contrived at this time.

The midsummer morning was brightened by last night's torrential rain, and there was no way to hide the intimacy in the air.

In this distance that was so close that they almost exchanged breaths, Xiao Yi thought of the days in Zuihuanfang again.

There, he had a thorough understanding of the love/things between men and women, and he also listened to the playbooks of the overly peachy sleeves; the environment urged him to get in touch with things that shouldn't be touched prematurely, and it also made him complete from being ignorant and immature. Childhood to gender awareness development.

The more he knew, the more he hated himself for being a man and a woman.

The current posture clearly should make him extremely disgusted, but he can't feel the shame at the beginning.

I just think this feels very weird, as if Wei Xun's black hairs are not only running across his temples, they are itchy everywhere.

And at this moment, Wei Xun's heart might be turning a thousand times more than Xiao Yi's.

He tried his best to find an emotion from all the books he had read and the things he had experienced, which could create a connection between two unrelated men, a feeling that could be between Long Yang's love and broken sleeves. The intimate relationship between addiction and brotherly righteousness and fellowship.

He doesn't care as much as Xiao Yi about the matter of the woman lying down, after all, the person lying down now is not him...

He grew up in such an environment, and now he feels that it doesn't matter if he wakes up one morning and finds that he is a broken sleeve like Jiang Feng said.

It's just that he felt that Xiao Yi was still that thin and quiet child curled up in his arms like a kitten.

Although he is only seven years older than him, and he can't be considered an elder apart from the teacher's relationship, the way he coaxes Xiao Yi is probably like how Bian Xingcan coaxed him back then. He usually speaks softly and kindly. Most of what Xiao Yi said was in a coaxing tone.

The Xiao Yi in his heart is different no matter how different he is, he can't have a fondness for a child, right?

too beastly...

The fifteen-year-old boy, with his hair tied, went to university.

It's a good age for love to gradually open up.

Fortunately, the knock on the door ended the room full of Yi Huo.

But at this time Wei Xun suddenly smiled, he didn't move, he just asked: "Are you still up? Wuyin is here to deliver breakfast, I want to ask her to come in—"

Xiao Yiyi was still wearing that layer of obscene clothes. He remembered that he was lying on the bed like this last time. He never thought that Wei Xun would suddenly call Wu Yin, who delivered breakfast, into the room, making himself extremely embarrassed...

Damn!

he thinks.

I knew that Wei Xun must have done it on purpose last time!

But he dare not move...

He is surrounded by Wei Xun now, there is no room left, and he will touch the opponent's body if he moves casually...

Wei Xun seemed to see through him, raised his eyebrows and smiled wider, "Are you willing to get up now?"

How dare you say no!

Pursing his thin lips and blushing his cheeks, Xiao Yi was at a loss for words, so he could only nod his head.

As soon as Wei Xun got up together here, Xiao Yi quickly grabbed the clean light blue inner disciple uniform that Wei Xun had prepared for him and put it on his body, while Wei Xun said to the outside of the door unhurriedly: " Let's have breakfast on the stone platform in the courtyard, the air is fine after the rain, so we can eat outside."

After saying that, he still didn't forget to turn his head and show a sly smirk at the embarrassed Xiao Yi, "Don't worry, wear it slowly—"

It's all on purpose!

Xiao Yi was so angry that he put on his clothes and scratched his head, feeling indescribably weird.

This person usually has a serious appearance as bright as the moon and gentle as jade, but he still looks like that when he smiles badly...

good!look!

The gentle appearance when wearing brocade robes, the fierce appearance when changing into strong clothes, the angry appearance, the tired appearance, and the evil appearance.

In Xiao Yi's dependence, Wei Xun tore off the disguise that Bian Xingcan left him layer by layer, removed Xu Qingyan's shackles one by one, and had a moment to forget the inferiority complex in his flesh and blood, and slowly began to act back in front of Xiao Yi. An ordinary person with emotions and desires.

a true self.

Xiao Yi didn't understand so much, he only thought that he liked every look of Wei Xun.

Xue Chengzi's cultivation level was mediocre, but he was able to sneak into the Qinggang Sect without anyone noticing. This incident reminded Wei Xun.

He knew that Xu Qingyan no longer had the strength to interact with the barrier, and the mountain barrier was useless; so after coaxing Xiao Yi to sleep last night, he led the barrier link to himself.

This can not only protect the enchantment, but also facilitate the investigation of everything in the mountain.

At this moment, he was sitting by the stone platform in the courtyard, looking at the young man under the mottled shadow of the tree, puffing his cheeks and eating happily, like a very hungry dog.

For Xiao Yi, a stack of delicate dots is far worse than a steaming meat bun, and eating fish with a thorn is even worse than giving him a cold steamed bun.

Having lived through such a hard life, he himself is not picky about what he eats, but he thinks that what he eats must be real——

It can be stuffed into the mouth as quickly as possible so that no one will snatch it; if it can be filled in the stomach and can resist hunger, it is the best food.

Even Wei Xun didn't often hear Xiao Yi mention what happened before he entered the mountain, and even if he occasionally mentioned it, the person would say a few words; How can I guess how much I'm thinking——

This child is living a hard life.

Looking at Xiao Yi's eating, Wei Xun sighed inaudibly, and handed the cold soup bowl in front of Xiao Yi to Xiao Yi, "Slow down, be careful before you choke. Hurry up and drink the soup."

Xiao Yi was chewing something and had no time to answer, but when he smelled it, he raised his narrow eyes and stared at Wei Xun.

"I know you don't eat fish." The young man's hair was untied, and a few strands of hair caressed by the morning breeze floated into his mouth. Wei Xun stretched out his hand to help pick them up, "I picked out all the fish in the soup, it's just a bowl Clear soup, there must be no thorns. Look at you, you are skinny, if you don’t make up for it at this age, you won’t grow taller in the future.”

Wei Xun's stature was already much taller than the average person's, even though Xiao Yi had managed to get a nod in the past two years, it still only reached Wei Xun's chest.

He has always been concerned about this matter in his heart, and Wei Xun also understands it.

Sure enough, when the young man heard "not growing up", he quickly picked up the bowl and drank it clean in one gulp.

It was a rare and pleasant morning.

However, people's hearts in the world are always complicated than ever-changing winds and clouds, and the sky may not be sunny after the rain.

Looking at Xiao Yi's appearance, Wei Xun felt annoyed and amused; but that helpless and gentle smile quickly disappeared into the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Yi put down the empty bowl and stared straight at Wei Xun, as if trying to find something that had just disappeared from his face.

Even if you wait a little longer, won't it be okay for me to have a complete meal with him?

Wei Xun frowned thinking, but he had already got up.

He also doesn't want to disturb such a peaceful morning, but there are always people who don't want to leave him more than half a moment of peace.

The author has something to say: The young man is fifteen years old, and he is going to university with his hair tied.It is adapted from the original text of "The Book of Rites of the Great Dai Baofu": You can go to university with your hair tied up, learn how to be a great artisan, and behave like a great man.

Tomorrow, I can't be sure if there will be a change, because there will be a huge turning point. The deeper the oppression, the harder the resistance, but it still needs a process.

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