The Shadow of the Wind

"You're drunk." Zuo Qiujie didn't sneer at him as usual, but calmly stated the facts.However, there was a trace of unknown panic hidden under the calm face, as if afraid of some shocking facts surfacing.

Gu Yiqing fixedly looked at Zuoqiu Jie with an expression of great interest, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a strange smile: "I'm drunk? Hee hee, no, I'm very sober."

"Go back to your room." Rarely, Zuo Qiujie didn't sneer or forcefully escort him back, but comforted him.

"Why do you want to go back?" Gu Yiqing raised her eyebrows, her cheeks turned a seductive blush due to the effect of alcohol.In full view of everyone, he suddenly approached Zuo Qiujie: "I'm sober, I recognize you, you are my uncle, and I didn't like my uncle very much since I was a child, hahaha."

Zuoqiujie's face darkened, he stepped forward and grabbed him and said, "Let's rest."

Gu Yiqing flung it away, her body was a little unstable due to drunkenness, her eyes showed a bit of rebellious madness, and she sneered, "Why do you tell me to go back, and I have to go back?! You are the fucking emperor?!"

Zuoqiu Jie froze with his hands in the air when he heard the words, and looked at Gu Yiqing with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong with cousin?" Zuoqiu Yang saw the conflict between the two again, and ran forward worriedly.

Seeing that his smile deepened, Gu Yiqing said: "Hey Yang Yang, let my cousin pinch..." As he said that, he reached out to squeeze Zuoqiu Yang's smooth cheeks.

Zuo Qiujie slapped his hand halfway, "Don't touch him!!"

Gu Yiqing looked at the hand that was photographed, there was still a slight red mark on the back of the hand, and suddenly burst out laughing.The laughter is not like the usual convulsions and frivolity accompanied by bursts of joy, but at this moment it is full of self-deprecating and helpless.

The long-suppressed emotions opened instantly, and obvious cracks began to appear in the disguised joy mask.The unbearable loneliness and sorrow surged down like a flood.Even though there is heating in the room, the cold air on the top of the mountain in November made Gu Yiqing feel cold all over his body, and it was out of control.

"Father, cousin..." Zuoqiu Yang Shifang looked in surprise at Zuoqiu Jie, who had lost control of his emotions, and Gu Yiqing, who was already abnormal, as if he couldn't clearly understand the situation in front of him at all. "What happen to you guys?"

"Uncle, what are you afraid of?" Gu Yiqing's voice sounded playful, "What's the matter with pinching it? It's not a bubble, why is it so easy to break?"

Zuo Qiujie was between Gu Yiqing and Zuo Qiuyang, and he also realized that he had lost control just now.He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to hold Gu Yiqing, and said in a coaxing tone, "Stop making trouble, Yiqing."

Gu Yiqing tilted her head, widened her eyes pretending to be surprised: "How long has it been since you called me Yiqing?" Then she counted on her fingers and said, "16 years? 18 years? Hey, since your parents died, you have been Looks like a hard worker, as if raising me is a drag."

Zuoqiu Jie exerted a little force on his hands, and was about to pull him away from the table and walk towards the room.

"Don't touch me!" With all his strength, Gu Yiqing kicked back the glass bowl with his arm, and hit the glass bowl on the table, making a harsh sound when it fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at the shards of glass in astonishment, and the lights shone upwards, shining brightly like tears.

Gu Yiqing panted heavily, looked at Zuoqiu Jie and Zuoqiu Yang with red eyes, and sneered, "I have no father, no mother, what's wrong with being a second-generation ancestor? Do you have any objections to being a man? You guys?" Do you think everyone is in the mood to go to that kind of place to find someone to vent their desires?!" After a pause, he trembled: "France is such a good place, none of those European guys really cared about me, we met by chance, just for a while Hahaha........"

"Cousin..." Zuo Qiuyang looked at Gu Yiqing in front of him with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that this person in front of him was the cousin who usually laughed at Yanyan.

"You sent me to that shitty place on your own, did you ever think about how I feel?!" Gu Yiqing raised his finger and yelled at Zuoqiu Jie.

Zuo Qiujie looked as if he was nailed to the ground, his face turned pale, he couldn't speak a word and looked at the crazy Gu Yiqing, and finally he turned his head to avoid it.

"Is there nothing to say? Hahaha." Gu Yiqing laughed dryly, her voice was like a bitter drug mixed in, like a choke in her throat, with a little crying sound, she couldn't restrain herself, "Uncle, you are a cruel bastard... ...."

Unexpectedly, he picked up a glass plate on the table and flew towards Zuoqiu Jie who bowed his head. Zuoqiu Jie, who was in a sluggish state, had no time to react, and everyone screamed in fear—the rapidly rotating vessel was like a sharp weapon, enough to Instant death.

There was no sound of glass hitting the body as expected, and the vessel was intercepted by lightning-like people when it was still a fraction away from Zuo Qiujie—Zuo Qiuyan held the glass plate thrown by Gu Yiqing tightly with his left hand, his eyes were shocked and complicated, and he looked at it. Looking at Gu Yiqing who was on the verge of collapse.

Putting the glass plate back on the table, he approached the stunned Gu Yiqing.

When Gu Yiqing saw him, the crimson in her eyes gradually turned into mist, as if a child who had done something wrong was at a loss.

A real and piercing tear suddenly fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Stop it."

Using his body to block the way he was crying so that no one else could see him, Zuo Qiuyan felt that there was something he could no longer escape and endure, and a thought of facing it suddenly took shape the moment he saw this man crying, and jumped forward , turned into the movement of tightly encircling the opponent with his arms, and clasped Gu Yiqing tightly into his chest.

Gu Yiqing began to tremble slightly, and let out a small whimper, Zuo Qiuyan reached out to cover his shoulders to comfort him forcefully, and tightened the strength around his waist.Gu Yiqing seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, her shoulders twitched more and more, and finally turned into a broken cry, her voice was completely buried in Zuo Qiuyan's shoulder.

Zuo Qiuyan gently pulled his head to the point of view that only he could see, and he could see the man's red eyes from crying. He gently covered his lips, kissed the corner of the other's eyes with pity and comfort, and wiped away the tears. Wipe off little by little.

That kind of intimacy like a reunion after a long absence made Gu Yiqing tremble. He stared at Zuo Qiuyan with surprise and unbelievable confusion in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the thing he had longed for was right in front of him.

"Ayan..."

He looked a little silly like this, and Zuo Qiuyan couldn't help but smile gently, but he couldn't help arousing the evil factor in his blood, as if he wanted to bully this man well.So he pretended not to care and raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"You..." Gu Yiqing stammered, but her face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to say the next words.

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing Zuoqiu Yan's indifferent expression, Gu Yiqing thought that the other party was just pretending to comfort herself in front of the crowd on a whim, and couldn't help but feel the warmth that had just risen in her heart suddenly, as if cold water had been poured on it, making a piercing sound.He smiled wryly and shook his head.

Seeing him like this, Zuoqiu Yan couldn't help crying and laughing, and said: "I've always boasted that I'm smart, but now I'm so stupid to death." Without waiting for Gu Yiqing's reaction, he turned to his face and kissed him directly, with a savage and domineering tongue Stretching into the hot mouth of the other party, he frowned slightly when he tasted the strong smell of alcohol, and said in a low voice, "Drink so much?"

"Woo..." Gu Yiqing felt light all over his body, as if in a dream, the person he longed for was hugging him tightly in front of his eyes, the real touch made his heart beat like thunder, clearly audible. "No......."

"Also." Zuo Qiuyan suddenly raised his hand and slapped him on the buttocks, making a crisp sound, which made everyone present blush and heartbeat.

Gu Yiqing suddenly sobered up, her misty eyes widened, her face flushed like a tomato.He has a good hip shape, beautiful lines, firm and attractive, and is coveted by many people in France, but he has always been No. 1, and that place is really an untouched forbidden area.Now being slapped by Zuoqiu Yan like this, a current surged from there.

"Ayan, you, you..."

"What's wrong with me, huh?" Zuo Qiuyan raised his eyebrows, Gu Yiqing's heartbeat was blushing when he saw the wicked smile.

Zuo Qiujie and Zuo Qiu Yang on the side stood still after seeing this scene.The former didn't have too much surprise on his face, the big stone also fell after the flash of light just passed, while the latter was dumbfounded watching his brother and cousin kissing fiercely, and his pure mind was experiencing all kinds of violent impacts.

"Yanyan..." Zuoqiu Yang finally asked weakly, "Why do you want to kiss your cousin?"

Zuo Qiuyan paused for a moment before realizing the existence of pure creatures. He held Gu Yiqing's embarrassing face in his arms and turned to look at his brother: "Because of love."

One word is enough to instantly kill Gu Yiqing who was crouching on him. The whole figure was thrown into the air by the roller coaster, and then turned sharply. All kinds of messy thoughts in his mind were immediately blown out of the sky, only the word that hit the heart was kept repeating , bombing all of him.

"Love........is liking?" Zuoqiu Yang scratched his head in confusion.

"Love is love, liking is liking." Zuoqiu Yan said, and then felt Gu Yiqing in his arms was about to explode with excitement, he couldn't help but squeeze tightly, dumbfounded.

"Love and liking, what's the difference?" Zuoqiu Yang didn't care about everyone's eyes and asked the bottom line.

Whether it was Zuo Qiuyan who was looking at him or Gu Yiqing who couldn't see him, the corners of their mouths twitched.Zuoqiu Yan took a deep breath, and suddenly leaned closer to Zuoqiu Yang and whispered in Zuoqiu Yang's ear: "I like brother and father, but I love Yiqing."

Zuo Qiuyang looked at the forbearance Zuo Qiuyan half-understood, finally nodded, and said: "Is that so..." Then he fell into unknown contemplation.

Unknowingly, the gust of wind on the top of the mountain intensified, and in the dark night, heavy rain came, white snow fell, branches swayed and snow fell, and rain and snow mixed together, subverting the world.

Zuo Qiuyan supported Gu Yiqing who had softened into a puddle of mud.Gu Yiqing was half sober, at this moment the corners of her mouth could not be restrained, and she looked at the young man who was hugging her with a bright smile.

"Ayan, let's go back to the room." Gu Yiqing said softly with a smile.

Zuo Qiuyan naturally knew what he was thinking, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he hugged Gu Yiqing directly.Gu Yiqing was taken aback for a moment, then let him hug her and leave the big room with a hearty laugh.

****

The birthday party ended at midnight, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Taishan Lingyun, pitch black, violent storm, mixed with white snow, thunder billowing, the top of the mountain in the snowy night seems to be cursed by evil spirits, the world is swallowed by the heavy rain and powder snow, the wind and snow flakes break everything without a trace of mercy, encroaching on this filthy place. world.

Song Yanchu held a beautifully packaged small blue box in his arms, and with a warm and expectant smile on his lips, he trotted all the way around looking for Chu Cheng.

As if he knew it by heart, he found Chu Cheng's room, happily rang the doorbell, and held the small blue box nervously.

The door opened quickly, and Chu Cheng was as indifferent as ever. He looked at the happy-looking man in front of him, and felt a little alienated.

"what happened?"

Song Yanchu handed the small blue box to Chu Cheng, and smiled warmly, "Happy birthday, this is a gift from me."

"Thank you." Chu Chengdan took the gift box with a smile.

Song Yanchu didn't leave for a long time, his clear eyes were shy and infatuated, and the atmosphere gradually became tense, like snow flakes hanging on the branches, a precarious obsession.

"It's late, go back and rest." Chu Cheng rubbed Song Yanchu's head.

Song Yanchu took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "Xiao Su, I like you and want to be with you!"

As soon as the words fell, he supported Chu Cheng's shoulders, and his soft lips, with their inherent freshness and sweetness, accurately pressed against the other's tight lips.

Like petals opening and falling, like clear water dripping stones.

The search on the thousand-year-old bridge, Xu Guo's thousands of words are retrieved again, a river of red knots, a scroll of paintings, and a word of love.

Song Yanchu blushed and looked at Chu Cheng, who was only one centimeter away from him, his heartbeat began to speed up uncontrollably, and he whispered shyly, "Xiao Su, this is the first time I kiss someone."

"boom"

The gift box fell to the ground, the sudden sound echoed in the room, it seemed so redundant, a pebble inside rolled out alone.

"Can't you hold it steady?" Song Yanchu picked up the scattered gift boxes in surprise, and handed them to Chu Cheng again, "Look, the pattern on the surface of this cobblestone is a heart. It's very beautiful and special. I'm looking for it." It took me a long time to find it”

Chu Cheng was silent for a long time, but did not accept the gift, he asked indifferently: "Do you like me?"

Song Yanchu put away the gift box, and hugged Chu Cheng boldly, as if he had found his destiny: "Yes, I like you, let me stay with you all the time, okay?"

Chu Cheng slowly closed his eyes, tried his best to suppress the sprouting emotion, and he replied indifferently: "You are wrong, you don't like me, and you don't love me either."

Song Yanchu shook his head, looked at Chu Cheng firmly and said, "No, I really like you."

"This is your illusion. You treat me like you treat Zuoqiu Yang, just a friend." Chu Cheng calmly opened his eyes and retorted.

"No, no, no." Song Yanchu's expression became more and more anxious, and he urgently explained, "I know you are not Xiaoyang, I don't want to kiss Xiaoyang, but I want to kiss you."

Chu Cheng grabbed Song Yanchu's shoulder, with clear eyes, and said earnestly and patiently: "You don't understand, you just rely on me, that's not liking."

"No." Song Yanchu pursed his mouth, and he handed his gift to Chu Chengdao, "Don't you like this gift?"

"That's not love." Chu Cheng smiled a little dryly. Sure enough, some things can't be pretended anymore after being told. Looking at the flowers through the fog, when the sun illuminates everything and evaporates the mist, everything looks so powerless and sad.

"I know it's love!" Song Yanchu suddenly raised his voice, his face turned pale, and he looked at Chu Cheng with grievance, rarely stubborn.

"Listen to me, Yanchu, like and love are not as simple as you think." Chu Cheng patted Song Yanchu's head, coaxing in a soft voice.

"I...I really like you." Song Yanchu lowered his head, bitter tears gathered in his eyes and dripped down on the ground unexpectedly.

Song Yanchu sobbed sadly, his eyes and nose were red from crying, he tightly grabbed the corner of Chu Cheng's clothes, his fingers turned white with force, and his trembling voice was helpless and sad: "It's just like Mu Yin likes you , I like you too... I just want to be with you..."

"Shut up!" As if the corner he didn't want to be mentioned the most was turned over, Chu Cheng suddenly lost control of his emotions: "Don't mention the nonsense!!"

"No...why don't you believe that I like you?" Song Yanchu choked up and raised his face soaked in tears, looking directly at Chu Cheng with aggrieved eyes, feeling numb from the cold, as if falling into the cold winter In the cold pool.

Chu Cheng felt a little distressed. He wiped away the tears for Song Yanchu with his hand, patted his shoulder lightly and said softly: "Stop talking, go back to sleep, don't like me."

"Miaoyin...is it because of Muyin that you don't believe me?" Song Yanchu cried until his eyes were a little swollen, his face was pale and pale, "I know you love Muyin, I didn't ask you not to." Love him...I just want to be with you every day...Is this okay too?" He tried hard to suppress the feeling of powerlessness that almost burst through his chest, everything seemed to return to the absurd scene thousands of years ago.

"I said don't mention the nonsense!" Chu Cheng suddenly scolded in a cold voice, and the scars in his heart were uncovered time and time again, almost dripping with blood.

Song Yanchu trembled all over, and could no longer suppress the pain from head to toe. Tears poured out of his eyes like a flood. He worked hard so that he could say a complete sentence, but simply told his most true thoughts .

"Okay, I won't mention him...but I really like you...why don't you believe me..."

"I said, you don't like me."

"Returning back is very special...really..." Song Yanchu was at a loss as to what to do, shaking his head desperately to explain, the cold air all over his body almost froze him into ice cubes.

Chu Cheng pursed his lips tightly, he was silent, quiet, and silent, just listening to the person in front of him crying and telling himself that he liked it, his heartstrings were pulled to a tight level, and a little more force would break, irreparable.

"Be obedient, don't be willful." Chu Cheng took a deep breath, with a tone like coaxing a child, with some sadness that even he could not control, the sadness of deceiving himself and others but not daring to face reality.

As if something was wrong, Song Yanchu bit his lip to suppress his crying, he struggled to free Chu Cheng's hand and ran out of the room in a panic.

The door closed with a bang, like a sad sigh.

Chu Cheng stood there dumbfounded, his thoughts were in chaos, everything was off track, and he was moving towards a track he couldn't predict.He calmly picked up the blue gift box and opened it, as if revealing an unbelievable thing.

In the box lay a beautiful pebble with a heart-shaped pattern lying quietly, and a piece of blue letter paper, which was folded neatly and neatly written on it:

"Back in the day, someone told me to give a cobblestone with a heart-shaped pattern to someone I like, and that person will like me, and I hope you will like me after seeing this. In fact, the human brain is really amazing. There are many difficulties. Explain the phenomenon, as I remember very clearly when I was ten years old and went to Huguo Temple to play. The pear blossoms in Huguo Temple were very beautiful. I saw a young man in red in ancient costume with his back facing me under the pear tree. It was an actor who was filming a movie or a tourist who came here dressed like this to take pictures, but I asked my parents who were with me, and they all said that they didn’t see any young man in red. It was scary like seeing a ghost, but I was a little I was not afraid, and I ran to chase him. I chased to a place where there were few people, and I was very close to him, but when I took another step forward, he disappeared. I fell seriously ill the next day. I had a high fever for many days, and my father said it was hard to save me. After I recovered from the illness, I always dreamed of the scene of Huguo Temple from time to time. Every time I wanted to go to see who he was, I would wake up until yesterday. , I also told you, I finally saw him, he is you, backtracking. The human brain is so mysterious, I can't explain to you how special you are to me, I want to talk to you every day You are together. You said that after learning to love, you will be sad and happy, but I think that falling in love with Huihui only makes you happy, not sad, happy birthday."

The voice seemed to come from thousands of years ago, as gentle as jade, like a lost memory returning to Chu Cheng's mind.

The big pendulum clock in the room was shaking the pendulum, and the bell rang at twelve o'clock, as if to turn back the time.Chu Cheng's head was so painful that it was almost bursting, he held his head in pain, his face twisted together.

"what!"

Various scenes crossed the turntable of reincarnation like lightning, and came back to my mind—a line between heaven and earth, white as snow, red like fire.Chu Cheng closed his eyes and endured the pain of his head cracking. It seemed to be a glimpse in a dream and a real experience. The man in plain clothes put the umbrella in his hand, and smiled gently at himself in the pear blossoms all over the sky. His face was as bright as jade, So elegant, that's...

As if possessed by a demon, the sentence of the man in plain clothes, "Sometimes in life must be there, and there is always time in life, don't force it" echoed in his mind over and over again, with a gentle voice, as if it was telling in his ears.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Cheng opened his eyes and moved his gaze out of the french window. The wind and rain, the heavy snow, seemed to be bursting with anger, accusing him of ruthlessness and indifference, or showing some kind of shocking result of regret.

"Yanchu..."

Chu Cheng clenched his fists and frowned deeply. A bad premonition made him rush out of the room before he had time to think, and went directly to Song Yanchu's door and knocked desperately.

"Yanchu! Yanchu, you open the door first!"

After shouting a few times and still no one responded, Chu Cheng panicked and rushed to call Song Yanchu with his mobile phone, but what he got was that it was turned off.He went directly to the front desk to take the backup key, and quickly opened the door. To his surprise, there was no one in the room.

"Come on!" Chu Cheng roared, anxiously.

"Master?"

"Find Song Yanchu all over the hotel for me! Let me know immediately if you find him!"

"Yes yes yes." The waiter twitched in fright, and fled quickly, calling all the staff to look for Song Yanchu in the hotel.

Chu Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He tried his best to regain his composure, walked quickly to the front desk, took a flashlight and rushed out of the hotel recklessly.

The demonic rainstorm and snow devoured him, and the icy raindrops mixed with snowflakes ravaged his body frantically.

****

Chu Cheng trotted all the way and carefully searched every place on the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. In addition to the cold, violent wind and rain, there was heavy snow.Due to the scouring of the heavy rain, all the snow has melted into water, and this place is just like hell.

"Song Yanchu!" Chu Cheng yelled frantically, most of his voice was drowned out by the sound of rain.

"Song Yanchu! Come out!"

Chu Cheng yelled with all his strength, and after searching for almost an hour, the fear in his heart increased sharply. He stepped on the puddles to the back mountain. The road here was undeveloped, and in a mud puddle he found Song Yanchu cell phone.

Chu Cheng became more and more frightened, and his pale face washed by the rain lost even more blood. He continued to shout in horror: "Yan Chu! Where are you!"

The rain and snow showed no signs of weakening. Accompanied by the loud thunder, the icy cold raindrops hit the face like a knife-cut pain.Chu Cheng also found it difficult to resist the biting cold, and still searched seriously.

Passing through the bushes, the sound of the rushing river caught Chu Cheng's attention, the pebbles...Chu Cheng suddenly realized something, and rushed towards the direction of the river frantically.

In just a few minutes, with the help of the strong light of the flashlight, he could see a river bed covered with pebbles ahead, and the light of a flashlight.

"Yan Chu!" Chu Cheng roared and ran towards the light of the flashlight.

I saw Song Yanchu wading into the river with a flashlight, the river swelled suddenly due to the heavy rain, and did not reach his calf, the violent wind and rain almost blew that thin body to the ground.

With a "thump", Song Yanchu's thin body could no longer withstand the invasion of the heavy rain, Song Yanchu fell directly into the river, and the piercing coldness invaded his internal organs through his pores.

"What are you doing!" Chu Cheng rushed up, picked up Song Yanchu who was sitting in the river, and stared at the drenched man worriedly.

Song Yanchu's face was bloodless, and the muscles on his face were already purple and stiff from the cold. He was trembling all over, smiling a little, holding a large handful of pebbles in front of Chu Cheng anxiously, and speaking with difficulty : "Going back, I found another pebble..."

"It's nothing to do with the pebbles, come back with me, don't catch a cold." Chu Cheng quickly hugged Song Yanchu into his arms to comfort him.

"Does Hui Hui still think it's not good?" Song Yanchu muttered to himself, squatting down to search everywhere, his voice trembling with obvious crying, "Let me... search again... I will find it Back to what I like...."

"Get up! Don't look for it anymore! Come back with me!" Chu Cheng frowned, trying to pull Song Yanchu up again.

"I'm looking for it!" Song Yanchu desperately struggled out of Chu Cheng's confinement, squatting stubbornly in the icy river water and kept groping, half of his body was submerged by the river water without any mercy.

"Don't look for it anymore." Chu admitted the truth, "Don't wrong yourself like this, everything is my problem and none of your business."

"Why don't you believe me!" Song Yanchu suddenly yelled hysterically, and a dozen pebbles angrily threw at Chu Cheng, venting his heart-wrenching feelings. He was not as gentle as before, let alone innocent and lively. They were all washed away by the rain.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Yanchu understood it. As Chu Cheng said, when he understood love, he would be sad and not happy at all.

"I believe, I believe." Chu Cheng directly hugged the crumbling Song Yanchu, and finally grasped the lost memory. Time and space changed, and it was scattered at a certain point in history. A promise that never changes.

"I'm sorry... don't hate me..." Song Yanchu looked at Chu Cheng sadly, with tears in his words, his pale and trembling lips whispered slowly, his eyes were full of the sadness of lovelessness.

The fate of reincarnation for thousands of years, the man in plain clothes thousands of years ago has already said, "It is my doom to meet backtracking."

****

Chu Cheng nervously hugged Song Yanchu who had fallen into a coma and ran back to the hotel. The person in his arms lost more and more body temperature, like a body without a soul.

"Yanchu..." Chu Cheng looked at the person in his arms distressedly.

When Chu Cheng rushed into the hotel with Song Yanchu in his arms, the waiters at the front desk were stunned until Chu Cheng yelled sharply with a cold face: "Take cold medicine and fever medicine and send it to room E1201!"

"Master, the key to the house." An awake waiter hurriedly handed over the key.

As soon as he entered the room, Chu Cheng put the unconscious Song Yanchu on the bed, ran to the bathroom and turned on a bathtub full of hot water, and quickly put Song Yanchu in the bathtub to soak.

He picked up a towel and soaked it in hot water, gently wiped Song Yanchu's face, and murmured in distress: "Yanchu, you need to get better first, I still have something to tell you."

Soon the waiter brought some medicine and ginger syrup, Chu Cheng took it and put it on the table, then picked Song Yanchu up from the water, dried his body, put on a bathrobe and put him back on the bed.

Chu Cheng also quickly washed and changed into dry clothes, returned to the bed, and gently stroked Song Yanchu's face: "Hey, get up and take some medicine."

It was still dead silent.

Chu Cheng's heart tightened, and he asked the waiter to bring an empty bowl, crush the cold medicine into fine powder, and flush it.After everything was ready, he carefully pinched Song Yanchu's mouth open, put small spoonfuls of the potion into his mouth, and fed him another half bowl of ginger syrup to drive away the cold.

"Yan Chu?" Chu Cheng tried to wake up the unconscious man, but to no avail.

Chu Cheng was exhausted physically and mentally. He also took some cold medicine and lay back on the bed. His soft eyes fell on Song Yanchu's face, and he stayed there for a long time.

The trajectory changes, the love of thousands of generations, the fate of this life, is like an illusion and a dream.

☆、Chapter 23 (End of the first volume)