dream

——The fragrant grass is velvety to Luyao, eight hundred miles away, Qinchuan has an early spring, and the flowers and trees are beautiful and fragrant.

In a blink of an eye, spring began, and in the second waiting period, Yuzhi was on ice.Zhaoru arrived in Qinchuan on this day.

There are deep and shallow valleys in the rolling mountains. The mountains and rivers are not as exquisite as Tianfang, but they have a majestic momentum.The remaining snow left over from the winter still hung on the ridge, and the snow melted and dripped down the mountain. After the sun had passed, the yellow-brown rocks shone brightly and transparently.

The folk customs in the mountains and gullies are simple and simple. It is approaching dusk, and the market is still open, and there are endless shouts.

"Benefactor, benefactor..." From a distance, a clear male voice called out one after another, with earnestness and anxiety, so that others couldn't help but stop and look at the young man.However, Zhaoru turned a deaf ear and just focused on driving forward.

If it disappears in a flash in the downtown area, how likely is it not to be seen by ordinary people?Zhaoru thought dully, but had to stop again.

With a flash in front of his eyes, the tall young man in blue shirt stood tall and straight in front of him, his tall body blocked half of the glaring sunset, and it was instantly cool. "Girl, why are you walking so fast? I won't see you in a blink of an eye."

Even if you walk fast, haven't you caught up with me?Zhaoru was helpless, and couldn't bear to break the enthusiasm on the other person's face, "I'll go up and see if there is any place to stay, otherwise I won't have a place to stay tonight, but I forgot to say hello to you."

The young man did not doubt that he was there, and smiled with a good temper, "I said I would escort you all the way. You can just tell me about the hard work of running errands, and you don't need to do it yourself."

Zhaoru originally planned to go on the road alone, free and unfettered, and did not have to worry about revealing her identity and being noticed by others.Once a person's heart is cold, she will get tired of such hot things. She is unwilling to contact others and accept any help. No one can live without anyone, it's just the length of time to get used to it. .

How long does it take to forget someone?Zhaoru didn't know.She just felt that that day might be the day when she could return to Tianfang.

There are many catastrophes on the way of cultivating immortals, so is this one of them?

The young man's stubbornness has reached the point of being a little foolish, and Zhaoru has repeatedly said that there is no need to repay his kindness like this, but he still insists on following along.There was a tail following behind him, Zhaoyuan was also inconvenient to control the sword, and dared not perform spells, so he had to escape time and time again when the young man was not paying attention.

However, it is a little strange that every time he wants to leave silently, the young man will always find that even if he doesn't check for a while, he will appear in front of her after a while.Jiao Zhaoru was both angry and helpless.

Standing in the bustling crowd, Jing Qingfeng's eyes were slightly bent, full of undefended trust, which immediately made Zhaoru choke up, unable to say a word for the rest.

"Ah."

Jing Qingfeng looked at Zhaoru's beautiful side face, and his heart moved slightly, "It's too unreasonable to call you benefactor, let's call you girl—haven't asked for your name yet?"

In a blink of an eye, after getting along for a long time, even though he was the one talking to himself most of the time, this girl did not tell him her name.

"Zhaoru."

"Oh, Miss Zhao?"

Zhaoru was inexplicably agitated, "My surname is not Zhao!"

Originally, he would have endless patience with the juniors in Tianfang, but for some reason, he couldn't restrain himself in front of this young man.Xu Shi subconsciously felt that this person was too good-natured, no matter how angry he was, he could laugh it off.

After finishing speaking, he shook off the handsome young man and walked into the inn he had just seen just now.Only the young man stood there blankly, puzzled, "Isn't her surname Zhao? What about her original name..."

The stone door rubbed against the ground, half of the door was pushed open, Zhao Yuan fell to the ground and looked up, but only one side of Yun Shao's clothes and slightly drooping jaw could be seen.

Turning his gaze, it turned out that it was Yun Shao who helped him back.The moment he touched the soft bed, he wanted to sigh softly, but remembering that the supporting hand belonged to Yun Shao, he frowned again, and avoided it calmly.

Yun Shao was taken aback, and cast a spell to clean up all the blood on the bed. In an instant, the room seemed to be stained with the smell of Yun Shao, like pine and cypress, clear but not pungent.

He rummaged through the storage bag and found a jar of ointment. After thinking about it, he took a few elixirs for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, crushed them, and melted them together.While doing all this, Zhao Yuan maintained a prostrate posture, his face was buried in the pillow mat, and no expression could be seen.

He stretched out his hand to lift off the broken clothes that were stuck together with the flesh and blood on Zhao Yuan's back, exposing his entire back, which caused the man to convulse like convulsions.Zhao Yuan turned his head and held Yun Shao's hand that was stained with ointment.

"Need not."

Yun Shao broke away from that hand, "It's not a child, why bother to get angry?"

Zhao Yuan lowered his eyelashes, politely and distantly, "Master just put it on the table, how dare you bother Master."

Yun Shao stopped his hands, raised his eyes and asked him, "You complain about being a teacher?"

"The disciple dare not."

Yun Shao dipped some ointment on his hands again, applied it on the wound, and suppressed all resistance with one hand, "I will put this medicine on your bedside later, remember to take it three times a day. You will stay in bed for a few days to recuperate." Well, you don’t have to greet me every morning.”

Zhao Yuan was silent.

Again.Every time, no matter when it happened, as long as this person said a word or a look, he would be grateful enough to break the ice on the outside and make him forget all the dangers.As long as he agrees, even the mountains of swords and seas of fire, he can enjoy it.His whole world revolves around Yunshao, other than that, he can't integrate into anything else.

And this time, is it still the same?

The cold ointment penetrated into the skin along the texture, making people's mind clear.Zhao Yuan raised his hand and knocked over the porcelain bottle in Yun Shao's hand without hesitation. With the sound of broken porcelain, the ointment rolled all over the floor, and the room was filled with a pungent medicinal smell.

The ointment solidified on the ground, and at the same time, Yun Shao's expression also solidified.Unusual, Yun Shao's eyes showed a bit of bewilderment and bewilderment, and he still kept the posture of holding the porcelain bottle motionless.It looked a little innocent and surprised, Zhaoyuan only had a look, and couldn't bear to look at each other any longer.

The wound on his back broke free again due to the violent movement, and blood trickled down his back. Zhaoyuan gasped for breath, stretched his elbows halfway to support his body, with a stubborn look on his face.

He is not rare.

What is this, a slap in the face, and two more dates?Like coaxing a kitten or puppy, after the spanking, the fur will be smoothed, and if it is not happy, it will be kicked away.It's ridiculous that in this repeated process, he is always grateful.No matter whether it was eight years ago or now, I have regretted it so much that I have humiliated my teacher and despised him.

Zhao Yuan closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the reprimand and slap to come down, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound after all.After a while, Zhao Yuan looked around.

In the empty room, the smell of medicine has not yet dissipated, and there is no trace of the man.Zhao Yuan's gaze suddenly froze the moment he reached the head of the bed, staring at that place with wide eyes, speechless for a long time.

There, there was a jar of the same medicine.

Whether it is kindness or misfortune, even with such disobedience and opposition, at the last moment of leaving, Yun Shao still failed to forget to leave the medicine.Zhaoyuan buried his head in his arms helplessly.