Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

After bathing, Wei Xun was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his dripping hair.

Everything around the barrel just now was like a beautiful dream, and no one asked any more questions.

Everything that is too beautiful in the world tends to appear unreal, especially for the two of them who have been walking in thorns.

Who would be willing to wake up in a vain dreamland of perfection.

Xiao Yi walked in from the outside, feeling light in his heart, and even his steps became light, like a deer jumping; when he passed the small case, he picked up an orange on the case and sniffed it in front of him, feeling this for the first time. It smells so good.

Wei Xun freed his hand when he heard the movement, and he patted the empty bed beside him lightly, beckoning Xiao Yi to sit down.

Xiao Yi didn't sit down, he took two steps forward, spread his legs in front of Wei Xun, squatted heavily, raised his head, held his neck, and stared at the person in front of him.

He saw that the starlight in Wei Xun's eyes had fallen, and his pupils were filled with chaos; he also saw that the skin on the half of his face was mottled and tugged.

He watched the Nine Heavens Banished Immortal, who used to be dressed in fine clothes and not stained with dust, put on coarse sackcloth and fell into the swamp mud beside Lize Lake, dilapidated.

But it's already like this, Wei Xun is still so good-looking.

It's the tenderness that he can't get enough of in this life.

He peeled the orange in his hand, broke off a piece of orange and handed it to Wei Xun's lips.

Wei Xun was slightly taken aback, and the movements of his hands also stopped.

The last time someone handed something to his mouth was when Bian Xingcan was alive, and it has been countless years ago.

He opened his lips and teeth lightly, accepting Xiao Yi's kindness.

With a little caution, a little trembling, and a little anticipation, his lips touched Xiao Yi's fingertips.

Both of them shivered back as if they were being burned.

After a moment of embarrassment, they all laughed out loud at the same time.

"Seventh Brother." Xiao Yi remained the same, staring at Wei Xun's smile, "Did someone say you look good when you smile?"

Smile more, brother.

In the years when I couldn't see your smile, even the sunshine died.

The air slowly became delicate in the sweet orange juice, Wei Xun cleared his throat and got up, carefully bypassed Xiao Yi, and walked outside.

"Brother Seven!" Xiao Yi got up vigilantly, "Where are you going?"

Wei Xun immediately felt that the corner of his clothes was being hooked by something again. Fortunately, he had gotten used to it these days, and this kid didn't know when he had such a hobby of pulling people's clothes.

And he seemed to be able to faintly feel that no matter what he did, whenever he wanted to leave the other party's sight, the other party would have a paranoid nervousness.

A gentle arc was drawn at the corner of his lips, he turned around and comforted him: "The outside is a mess, if I don't clean it up, where will I sleep tonight?"

"It's too late, why don't you... clean it up tomorrow? In the past, the big brother who picked me up said there was moisture on the ground... It just rained today..."

Xiao Yi felt very hot.

Unlike the feeling of burning cheeks and ear tips before, he felt hot.

Growing up so big, it was the first time he felt what it was like to be "hot", and even wanted to tear open the neckline to get some air.

"Brother Seven, don't sleep on the floor..." Xiao Yi seemed to never remember that Wei Xun could not see at all, he lowered his head in embarrassment, his voice became smaller and smaller like a mosquito, he faltered : "How about...Actually...this bed is not too small...I can sleep honestly...I, I won't affect you..."

Probably because the summer has not completely passed, this rain has not topped the heat of the past few months.

Wei Xun also felt very hot.

He also felt that someone was tugging on the hem of his clothes with very little force, the force was obviously negligible, but he followed him in a mysterious way.

As he himself said, Xiao Yi slept very well; he got into Wei Xun's arms and never moved again, sleeping soundly all night.

But this night, some people are destined to have a sound dream, and some people will have a sleepless night.

Wei Xun stared blankly at the direction of the bed curtain above his head, feeling a reassuring little weight from the little head resting on his arm.

Xiao Yi breathed softly and evenly, and a little bit of warm breath patted Wei Xun's neck.

"Mother...Master..." He murmured to himself in the darkness of the room, his voice was very low, "Wei Xun is just an ordinary mortal now, and the mayfly has lived for dozens of years. I can't bear it anymore. You don't have to forgive me, just forgive him, okay? I really don't want anything anymore..."

He stretched out his other hand and embraced the person who was pillowed on his shoulder.

He held back his strength restrainedly, afraid of waking up the person in his arms.

Xiao Yi seemed to be having a very sweet dream, and seemed to feel this hug, he smacked his mouth lightly twice, and rubbed his head against Wei Xun's neck again.

Wei Xun was itchy from being rubbed, and reached out to rub Xiao Yi's loose black hair.

He used to only want a home, but now he feels that a place with this person is a home.

The sky is easy to thank, but it is hard to stay in the heat.

Sitting in the quiet waves of a lake, some people sleep together and hug each other to keep warm, but it's already an autumn rain and a cold.

Wei Xun didn't dare to be trapped by the autumn rain this time, and the mud under his feet couldn't slow him down, because he didn't know if the oil lamp by the lake would be lit tonight.

"Aichi!"

Striding into the door, he seems to have known where the other party will be, striding towards a small space separated by the bedside and the corner cabinet, his inner certainty makes people suspect that he seems to be able to see the thin woman huddled in the corner figure.

He pulled him up from the ground and pressed him into his arms, "Didn't I say you can't stay on the ground!"

Xiao Yi shrank into an embrace that was almost soaked in water, his shoulders trembling slightly.

This sentence is far away and familiar.

Perhaps, he is not the only one willing to live in a dream that he does not want to wake up.

When the day was bright again, Xiao Yi opened his eyes before Wei Xun for the first time.

He used to sleep until the sun was high and was awakened by the smell of Wei Xun's food, but when he woke up today, he found himself sleeping in Wei Xun's arms for the first time.

He leaned against Wei Xun's arm, fell into Wei Xun's neck, and shrank into a ball in Wei Xun's arms.

Wei Xun's other arm rested naturally on his shoulder, gently wrapping him around him.

Xiao Yi himself didn't even realize that he was red from the tips of his ears to his collarbone in an instant, and there was only one thing left in his mind——

Every day Wei Xun wakes up first, every day Wei Xun can see it!

It turns out that Wei Xun already knew about it...

But they have been sleeping like this for a long time...

so hot...

Xiao Yi tugged at his neckline, feeling hot all over like that night. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to jump up from the bed and run around the yard for a few laps.

At this time, he still can't fully understand that such a mood is called "jumping".

While gently tugging on his neckline to breathe, he cautiously raised his eyes to peek at Wei Xun.

He saw that Wei Xun didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, and his brows were deeply frowned in his dream.

"elder brother……"

He murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to help Wei Xun smooth the wrinkles between his brows.

When Xiao Yi's finger touched Wei Xun's forehead, he was so frightened that he withdrew his hand——

Why is it so hot!

He is very familiar with Wei Xun's temperature.

"What's wrong?" As if feeling the trembling in his arms, Wei Xun opened his eyes in a daze, and rubbed Xiao Yi's head habitually, "Are you awake?"

He could probably feel the skylight outside the window, and apologized, "I got up late today...are you hungry?"

"Brother Seven..." Xiao Yi stared at Wei Xun and called softly.

"Yes, I heard." Wei Xun smiled dotingly, pulled his hand from under Xiao Yi's neck, and struggled to get up, "I'll get you something to eat now."

"Seventh brother!" Xiao Yi sat up nervously and wrapped his arms around Wei Xun's waist, "Your forehead is so hot! Are you sick!"

I got sick?

Only then did Wei Xun realize what the strange pain coming from his whole body was.

Since he was a child, he was a solid child, and he was rarely asked to take medicine when he was sick; when he went up the mountain, he soon became the seventh son with outstanding talent, and the illnesses of ordinary people had nothing to do with him long ago.

He had already forgotten how many years he hadn't been sick, Wei Xun didn't expect that he was drenched by a chilly autumn rain last night, and unexpectedly——

Caught a cold.

He hadn't been sick for so many years that he almost forgot that he was just a mortal now.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, patted the person who was hugging him and did not let go, and comforted him softly: "People who eat whole grains will never get sick, but it's just a little bit of cold, I'll make a bowl of ginger soup and drink it. Just get some sleep."

"Brother Seven." Xiao Yi still hugged him and did not let go, he just slightly raised his head and stared at Wei Xun, his forehead almost touching Wei Xun's chin, "Next time it rains, let me pick you up, okay?" ?”

Wei Xun could feel Xiao Yi's sleepy hair poking his chin, "Aren't you afraid of rain and thunder? Your legs..."

As if realizing something, he didn't continue to speak.

"I'm not afraid." Xiao buried his face back in Wei Xun's chest, and whispered, "I know you're waiting for me, so I'm not afraid of anything."

Wei Xun couldn't help rubbing Xiao Yi's head again, "Then can you find the way?"

Xiao Yi shook his head in Wei Xun's arms: "I can't find it."

Wei Xun smiled, and was about to say something, but was rushed by Xiao Yi——

"But I can find you."

No matter where I am, I can always find my brother.

Love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled.

Xiao Yi's voice was not loud, but his tone was firm like Wei Xun had never heard before.

Maybe it was infected by Xiao Yi, Wei Xun also nodded firmly, then simply put his chin on Xiao Yi's heart, and said softly: "Okay."

This tenderness didn't last long, Wei Xun didn't expect that the most clingy person in front of him broke free from his embrace first.

Xiao Yi was actually reluctant, but he still had more important things to do, "Then I'll make ginger soup for Brother Seven—"

Wei Xun didn't stop him this time, he didn't want to be polite to Xiao Yi again, he just said softly to Xiao Yiyi's footsteps trotting out of the room: "Okay."

Because he knew that Xiao Yi just wanted to do everything to be good to him.

Just like he did to Xiao Yi.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you will like this kind of daily life, or if you think the pace is too slow.I just want to make every process driven by emotions as delicate as possible. If you have any questions, please let me know~

The plot and the following "cough cough" are beckoning to me!Did you see it!Awesome!

Tianbo is easy to thank, and inch heat is hard to stay.The source of the famous line about time written by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Bo is unknown.

感谢在2020-04-2819:33:07~2020-04-3018:26:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 little meow;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: one for selling Xiaohexian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!