Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

When the pair of dragon and phoenix candles were about to burn out, Xiao Yi was reluctantly carried into the tub by Wei Xun. He lowered his head to see the flickering candles, passing through the dense white mist in the tub, and saw himself The ambiguous red mark on the chest.

The crimson color that had just faded slightly seemed to climb from those red marks to the tips of Xiao Yi's ears, and he shyly leaned towards the side of the barrel, resting his chin on the edge of the barrel, as if he was afraid that he would see it again.

The movement in embarrassment was too hasty, and his bones hit the wooden board with a shallow muffled sound.

"You can't lose your temper because you don't want to take a bath." Wei Xun walked quickly to the bucket with a handkerchief in his hand, "Where did you hit?"

Xiao Yi was too ashamed to answer, and he didn't care whether he was covered in water or not, so he raised his arms around Wei Xunjin's thin waist.

Wei Xun brushed Xiao Yi's cheek with the back of his hand, and noticed that the opponent's chin was resting on the edge of the barrel, so he put his hand under Xiao Yi's chin, and held Xiao Yi's sharp chin with his palm.

Feeling the other party's thoughtfulness, Xiao Yi lowered his head and kissed Wei Xun's palm, "Seventh brother, it's the Chinese New Year."

"Yeah." Wei Xun held a handkerchief with the other hand, and gently brushed the butterfly bone on Xiao Yi's back, "How does Ah Yi want to live this year?"

"I haven't celebrated Chinese New Year for a long time." Xiao Yi tilted his head and fell into Wei Xun's palm, "Seventh brother, do you think you can still carry me?"

"You're so thin, there's nothing you can't carry." Wei Xun smiled slightly, pinched Xiao Yi's chin, as if to comfort him, "What does Ah Yi want to do?"

"I think..." Xiao Yi raised his head and stared at Wei Xun's gentle jaw line, "You carry me to watch the fireworks on New Year's Eve again."

Again.

Wei Xun hesitated for Xiao Yi's hand wiping his back, and then replied softly: "Okay."

He then asked, "So you want to go to town with me?"

Xiao Yi stared at Wei Xun's thin layer of underwear in front of him, which was slowly soaked by the warm water on his arm, revealing the tight waistline inside, "Will Seventh Brother hold me all the way? Don't Let me get lost again."

Again.

Feeling the icy touch from his waist, Wei Xun hugged the drenched man into his arms, "I will."

"Okay." Xiao Yi responded to Wei Xun's slight trembling. He hooked Wei Xun's neck and bit the tip of Wei Xun's ear, "Is Seventh Brother cold? The water is still warm."

……

On New Year's Eve, Wei Xun prepared a large table for New Year's Eve dinner, and Xiao Yi stared at the table full of delicacies, each of which was his favorite.

"Brother Seven." Xiao Yi grabbed Wei Xun's wrist and sat down beside him, "Are there going to be many guests at our house today?"

Wei Xun rubbed Xiao Yi's head with a smile, "Aren't we always the only two in our house? Ah Yi wants to have guests?"

"No." Xiao Yi stared at a table of delicacies and sighed, "It's a pity that you can't finish all the delicious food."

"There must be some left over from the New Year's Eve dinner. It's a good intention, and there will be more every year." Wei Xun thought of the child who told him that he had never celebrated the New Year that year, and hugged Xiao Yi into his arms distressedly, "My Ah Yi, eat more."

I will definitely take you through a full year.

When the two of them finished packing, Xiao Yi put on the new clothes that Wei Xun had prepared for him and stood in the yard. He looked around puzzled, "Didn't Brother Seven say to take me to town? What are we waiting for?"

Wei Xun hung a string of firecrackers at the door, and asked in the direction of Xiao Yi's voice, "Have you ever lit a firecracker?"

Xiao Yi walked behind Wei Xun, hugged Wei Xun from behind, and resentfully said, "No."

"Come here." Wei Xun turned around and took out a fire pocket from his pocket, "Do you know how to order it?"

"I've seen it!" Xiao Yiyi instantly recovered the childish light in his Danfeng eyes, and took the fire folder from Wei Xun, "Shall I order it now?"

"and many more."

Wei Xun hugged Xiao Yi's shoulders until the first bell of the new year rang on the other side of Lize Lake.

He patted Xiao Yi on the head, "Hurry up—"

Xiao Yi had never been in contact with firecrackers, he just imitated the appearance of other children he saw on the street when he was a child, and the fuses splintered and burst into flames, and he was so scared that he jumped back into Wei Xun's arms.

Wei Xun quickly raised his hand to cover Xiao Yi's ear, and Xiao Yi only realized that he also raised his hand to cover Wei Xun's ear.

He stood on tiptoe and exchanged the first deep kiss of the new year with Wei Xun amidst the sound of firecrackers.

The four thin lips parted reluctantly after the sound of firecrackers stopped.

"The year ends with the sound of firecrackers." Wei Xun hugged Xiao Yi, and lowered his head to Xiao Yi's ear, "May my 'wife' have a smooth next year."

Xiao Yi raised his head shyly in that lingering address, and what he saw seemed to be his most handsome little uncle on Linqing Mountain back then. The man held him on his shoulder and said to him——

"Xiao Yi, next year is going well, grow up fast!"

He stuttered back then and didn't have time to answer Wei Xun's words, now he can only bury his head in Wei Xun's arms shyly, and said in a very small voice: "Husband, next year will be smooth."

Wei Xun finally took Xiao Yi's hand and walked on his way home alone every night.

"Brother Seven." Just interlocking fingers with Wei Xun, or making Xiao Yi tremble a little in embarrassment, "How many people will there be in the town later?"

"Yes. But I never went to the street to see it on New Year's Eve." Wei Xun heard the slight tremor in Xiao Yi's voice, stopped and patted Xiao Yi's back worriedly, "Are you tired? Do you want to take a break? "

"Brother Seven..." Xiao Yi lowered his head and snickered as if he suddenly remembered something, "Can you carry me on your back?"

So Wei Xun also laughed, patted his back, and said dotingly: "Okay."

Xiao Yi lay on Wei Xun's back, and he didn't fall asleep like he did when he was a child; Wei Xun carried Xiao Yi on his back, and his feet could no longer be as lucky as before, so even though he was very familiar with this road, he still walked very very slowly.

All the way to the sky, there was a misty drizzle of snow.

The winter in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely gentle, and the first snow of this winter was not ushered in until New Year's Eve.

"Brother Seven!" Xiao Yi danced happily on Wei Xun's back, "It's snowing!"

"Really?" Wei Xun tightened his grip on the person behind him, fearing that Xiao Yi would fall, "Then cover your hair so you don't catch a cold."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi raised both hands, and put them all on top of Wei Xun's head.

It is obvious that he doesn't need to make art to support the enchantment, but he just wants to use the most stupid method.

He wanted to follow Wei Xun's example and protect the lover on the tip of his heart in the palm of his hand.

The author has something to say: There are more than a dozen chapters of daily cookies, I guess~ you also want to get into the plot a little bit...

No one guessed Xiao Yi's broken cut yesterday, I wrote it before~ Who else guessed that I gave out red envelopes?~