I Became the Older Brother of the Heroine in an Abusive Novel

Xue Yan's hands froze.

He didn't seem to realize what was falling on his hand at the first moment, and then he rushed over with his backhand anxiously, covering Jun Huailang's face with his palm.

His movements were obviously a little clumsy, when his fingertips scratched Jun Huailang's eyes, the force was not light, and his skin was a little painful.

Jun Huailang's tears flowed out uncontrollably.He wiped off a drop, and a new one flowed out, as if nothing could be wiped off.

Jun Huailang didn't make a sound, only shed tears silently.

Xue Yan usually gets annoyed when he sees people crying, especially those recruits in the military camp who can't bear a little bit of hardship. If he sees them, they always beat them until they stop crying.

Or it is to threaten with life and death, so that he dare not shed tears.

But at this moment, the tears falling on his hand drop by drop seemed to flow straight into his heart, burning his heart achingly.

"Okay, it's just raining, why are you crying?" He said softly with a hoarse voice.

Jun Huailang retorted subconsciously: "I didn't."

But his nasal voice was choked with sobs, which made his rebuttal particularly unconvincing.

Xue Yan laughed.

"Well, you didn't," he said.

Jun Huailang explained with some embarrassment: "...Now it's raining in the mountains, so it will always be more dangerous. What's more, they want to go into the mountains to search, once it rains, it will be even more difficult."

Having said that, his voice lowered, and the weeping sound rose again.

"...you were injured."

Xue Yan paused.

At this moment, only he himself knows how much he wants to put away his arms propped on the stone wall and hug the person in front of him into his arms.

A moment later, his cold fingertips brushed Jun Huailang's wet eyelashes.

"Okay," he said. "As long as I promise you, no matter what, I will do it."

As he said, he pinched Jun Huailang's cheek: "Do you believe me?"

Jun Huailang said suddenly. "You don't want to live for me, you should live for yourself."

"……Um?"

Obviously there was darkness in front of him, but Xue Yan's hand was covering Jun Huailang's face.

He felt that the slender and thick eyelashes, like crow's wings, swept across his fingertips, a little itchy.

It was Jun Huailang who raised his eyes in the darkness and looked at him.

"Who's life is so hard that it can withstand random tossing and tossing?" In his cold and choked voice, there was actually a hint of fierceness. "You have to cherish your own life."

No one has ever made Xue Yan regret his life, not even King Yan who treated him like a father and son.

This was acquiesced by everyone, including Xue Yan himself.

He is a lone star, a rotten life, and the King of Hades doesn't want it so badly, so he can pretend and beat him casually.

... What is there to cherish about this shit?

Perhaps it was this desperado spirit in him that made him domineering in the court, and no one dared to provoke him easily.

Xue Yan didn't speak for a while.

But seeing Jun Huailang hearing this silence for a while, he continued: "Did you hear that?"

Xue Yan hummed.

Jun Huailang still felt that it was not enough.

Ever since he found out that Xue Yan was injured, his heart has been hanging by a thin thread.The thread even got into his flesh, making his chest feel stuffy and painful.

But the person in front of him didn't take it seriously at all, as if it didn't matter if he got hurt at will, and his life and death didn't matter.

Jun Huailang didn't know why, the more he was aware of this, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Originally, he just looked at this person pitifully, obeyed his heart, and did what he should do according to the education he had received since he was a child.

But now, he hopes that this person can cherish himself.

At some point, he began to lose sight of the shadows cast on him by the dark past.

Hearing Xue Yan's indifferent voice, Jun Huailang added: "If you don't even risk your life, then I will..."

When he reached the point where he was about to speak harshly, Jun Huailang stopped.

He had never said anything threatening and had no experience.The threat just now was just an emotion, and he said it naturally, but he couldn't think of how to threaten Xue Yan.

Halfway through the conversation, the cave returned to silence.

Before Jun Huailang could figure out how to say the second half of the sentence, Xue Yan laughed first.

"Just what?" He raised his voice at the end, although his breath was a little weak, but he could hear the pleasant teasing in his tone.

Jun Huailang gritted his teeth.

"...I don't care about you anymore."

Xue Yan's sudden laughter turned into a series of low-pitched laughter.

Jun Huailang was next to him, and could feel the tremor in his chest when he was laughing.

Just when Jun Huailang was embarrassed by his laughter, Xue Yan spoke with a smile.

"Okay, I promise you."

He couldn't help gnashing his teeth and thinking in his heart, how could there be such a painful person.

It made him want to kiss him hard, but he cherished it so much that he didn't dare to move his mouth, he only dared to take advantage of the moment to laugh and laugh, as if to satisfy his greed, he caressed Jun Huailang's face heavily with his fingertips.

The nature of an outlaw is rooted in his bones.Even though he said so in his mouth, he still got used to it hard in his heart.

However, now he tied his life to Jun Huailang.

Even if the desperadoes don't want to die anymore, they will not dare to die easily if they have concerns and obsessions.

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The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the temperature in the cave was also dropping.Jun Huailang cautiously raised his hand to touch the stone wall behind Xue Yan, it was icy cold, and after touching it, the cold seeped into his bones.

The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is already humid. Now when it rains again, water vapor will flow in through the cracks in the soil and rocks.

Jun Huailang also felt the chill on Xue Yan's body.

His body was always hot, Jun Huailang remembered that when he was in Mingluan Palace before, Xue Yan would go out to practice sword in winter wearing single clothes.

He has never been afraid of the cold.

But it was clearly summer at this moment, but his body was cold, merging with the moisture seeping in from the stone wall.

Jun Huailang withdrew his hand, without hesitation for a moment, he put his hand on his shoulder as much as possible, trying to warm him up.

"Are you cold?" Jun Huailang asked. "It's okay, the rain will stop soon."

The sound of the rain outside is so loud that it can be heard through layers of earth and rocks. Even people who do not understand geography and hydrology know that the rain will not stop for a while.

His "it's okay" clearly didn't say it to Xue Yan, but to himself.

He told himself in his heart, it's fine, Xue Yan will be fine.

Xue Yan hummed in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's not cold, you put your hands back."

He didn't tell Jun Huailang that the earth and rocks behind him were not solid and would loosen occasionally.With his arms supporting the mountain behind Jun Huailang, he was protecting him from the broken rocks that accidentally fell.

But what if Jun Huailang's hand was on his shoulder, and the gravel fell and hit his hand?

What a pair of beautiful hands.

But Jun Huailang didn't listen to him, and stubbornly wanted to wrap his hands around his shoulders.

Xue Yan clicked his tongue.

"What's the use of putting it on your shoulders," he said. "If you really want to keep me warm, move it down and put it on my heart."

His original intention was just to protect Jun Huailang's hand in his arms.

But when Jun Huailang hesitated and moved his hand down to cover his chest, Xue Yan cursed in a low voice.

You are really asking for trouble for yourself.

Those slender and warm hands slid down his shoulders all the way, and they were numb in the severe pain. When they stopped on his heart, he felt his heart stopped.

If it wasn't for the wrong place, this action would be too ambiguous.

Fortunately, Xue Yan's back was in severe pain at this time, so he didn't have any embarrassing reactions when the two of them were so close.

But Jun Huailang in front of him didn't feel Xue Yan's gnashing of teeth forbearance at all.

His hand was covered with that layer of hard yet tenacious muscles, and through the vigorous flesh, he felt Xue Yan's strong and steady heartbeat.

This made Jun Huailang feel at ease.

He can feel that the other party is alive.

But at the same time, that heartbeat seemed contagious.

One after another, powerful and calm, gradually, it seemed to bring his pulse to the same rhythm, in the quiet darkness, along with his heartbeat, beating one after another.

That untimely throbbing deeply took root in Jun Huailang's blood.

Time passed bit by bit.

Perhaps it was Xue Yan who did not want him to worry on purpose, but from then on, it was Xue Yan who had been slowly talking to Jun Huailang.

In Jun Huailang's palm, there was the sound of his steady heartbeat. After a long time, his heart that was suspended in the air gradually let go.

Even the rain outside is not light at all.

Gradually, Jun Huailang felt drowsy, but Xue Yan pinched his face to wake him up.

"Listen, is there any sound outside?" Xue Yan asked suddenly.

So Jun Huailang turned his ears to listen.

But after listening for a long time, there was only the sound of rain.

"I really didn't hear anything..." Jun Huailang hesitated.

Xue Yan laughed softly.

"Certainly not," he said. "I'm kidding you."

Jun Huailang found out for the first time that this person was so childish.

Xue Yan played the same trick several times in a row.

Jun Huailang seemed wholeheartedly waiting for someone to take Xue Yan out for medical treatment, so every time he fell into his bait, he was not annoyed at all.

Later, it was Xue Yan who was smiling, resting his chin on his shoulder, his voice was almost breathless, and said, "It's so easy to deceive, what should I do?"

Jun Huailang paused, and his tone was quite soft: "...It's not that you are naive."

Xue Yan sighed: "Not yet, when I go out, I will definitely clean up Jinbao and Duan Shishi."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

It was really painful.

He teased Jun Huailang a few times to divert his attention.Some messy hallucinations gradually began to pop up in his mind, making him unable to distinguish reality for a while.

He closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while.

However, to him, it was only a matter of closing his eyes, but he heard Jun Huailang's anxious voice in his ear.

"Xue Yan, Xue Yan? Wake up, open your eyes, don't sleep."

Xue Yan wanted to tell him with a smile that he didn't sleep, just to scare him, but his voice came out.

For a moment, his voice was terribly soft, and he said hoarsely, "...it's all right."

Jun Huailang didn't seem to hear it, his voice was tinged with tears.

Tsk, why are you crying again, I haven't seen him cry so much before.

Xue Yan was about to open his eyes and laugh at him again, but his eyelids were a little too heavy.

In fact, since a long time ago, his eyelids have been heavy and unable to lift.If it wasn't for Jun Huailang, he wouldn't be able to last so long.

It's never been so hard to straddle a horse and lift a bronze tripod in the camp.

At this moment, Xue Yan heard Jun Huailang's choking voice again.

"Xue Yan, open your eyes and listen, there is a sound outside."

Xue Yan curled his lips silently in the dark.

Why, finally learn to lie to yourself the other way around?

He exhausted all his strength and raised his hand to touch Jun Huailang's hair.

"Okay, I heard." His tone was full of persuasion.

But he didn't even notice it, he thought that there was not much breath left in what he said.

In the darkness without a gleam of light, his lips moved, and he thought he had spoken a complete sentence.