Suo Jinling

"I... don't have a name," Lan Jingming replied, hanging his neck like a cover-up, tearing off a piece of fruit, and stuffing it whole into his mouth, "I live with my grandfather, who is old and careless Qingming, seeing me as the companion of the white wolf every day, you simply call me the white wolf, if you don't mind...you can call me the same."

"Ah?" Chen Jing rubbed his head, his forehead curled into a chicken coop, "It's okay, but the name...is a bit random, how about it, you and I will come up with a name together, and report it first when we enter the mansion This, if you think of a better one in the future, you can change the seal at the ultimatum in the city."

"Okay," Lan Jingming nodded, broke the hard shell with his fingers, and licked off the last trace of flesh, "You go ahead."

Chen Jing was stunned.

He is the youngest in the family. He was loved by his parents and sister-in-law when he was born. He was afraid of falling if he held it in his mouth. His brother and sister-in-law were much older than him, and there were no siblings around him. He has no experience in helping people think of names, and he didn't like reading before, so he scared away the gentlemen who had finally invited him to the door... At present, he only learned a little from Mr. He, which is really a book. When you use it, you will hate less, and it will be difficult to know right and wrong.

"Cough," Chen Jing broke off dead branches, turned his head and curled up into a ball, scribbling and drawing on the ground, "Eat first, I'll think about it first."

Lan Jingming lightly licked his little finger soaked in the pulp, his eyes followed Chen Jing behind his back, whether it was cold or hot, Chen Jing was red from the earlobe to the bone of the ear, he muttered non-stop, Thinking about something.

The taste of this fruit is really confusing. In the past, Lan Jingming used to eat everything to fill his stomach in order to survive and drink blood. He had almost no favorite things, but this thorn fruit was unexpectedly to his liking. He didn't need Chen Jing to persuade him. , The stomach is round after eating, and I can't bear to let go for a long time.

Chen Jing dug out the few poems he knew, and recited them upside down. He wanted to pick out some good words and sentences, and show them in front of the young man. It's just that he could dig out a few sentences in the poems and songs in the past. Caged in his pocket, he couldn't hold back a word. He was so anxious that he pulled out two strands of hair, turned his head dejectedly, and slowly moved back in front of the boy, sitting on the ground with his buttocks: "Hey, there's no way..."

He choked on the second half of the sentence, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he almost choked to death.

The young man raised his head against the sunlight, his glass-like eyes melted into the ink cartridge, and rippled layer upon layer. His complexion was originally extremely fair, and his lips were ruddy. These ink-stained pupils were darker than ordinary people, embedded in the white cheeks like jade. On the ground, there is a beautiful beauty that is not stained by mud.

Chen Jing was so shocked that his back straightened, his lips collided, and he couldn't move his eyes for a long time. It was not until the young man couldn't hold back that he arched his back and leaned over half of his body, dangling in front of his eyes. : "Cough... If you go back and say that you are a man, no one will believe it."

Lan Jingming stopped his movements, and the flesh that was sent to his lips fell, and he wiped it away: "Then what should I do, you say this, you want me to pretend to be a woman?"

Lan Jingming had really thought about this matter. This Yongkang City General's Mansion is guarding the border. If a man of unknown origin is brought back to the mansion by Ah Jing, he will be held down for interrogation, so that he can't move and can't go anywhere. A woman with the power of a chicken goes in...it should be easier.

"what?"

Chen Jing wanted to say that he didn't mean it that way, but for some reason, the matter that his elder brother asked him to find a house to fill in before exploded in his ears, like firecrackers in the New Year, his ears were buzzing, and the words that should have been said jumped to his throat. On the other side, he turned a corner abruptly: "It's true... You can try it. When you get back to the city, you can put on the clothes separately and see which one suits you better."

"Understood." Lan Jingming nodded obediently, "How about the name...?"

"Anzhi Tinglan, lush and green," Chen Jing murmured, "This scene really suits you."

Lan Jingming blinked his eyelashes lightly: "What?"

"Mr. has a few favorite poems, which he talks about every day, and which he writes out from time to time. I have to learn them too. If I don't learn them, I will be punished." Chen Jing scratched his scalp and buried his head, "It's just that I listened to When you read the last sentence and forget the next sentence, it is rare that you can come up with a sentence when you are in the mood, when you go back, you have to study hard, and you can't be as naughty as me."

It's rare for him to ruminate on himself and feel regretful. If his elder brother and sister-in-law hear about it, he will definitely lose his teeth in shock.

"Yu Yu Qing Qing," Lan Jingming exhaled warmly, buried his fingers in the snow and pressed them against the leaves of grass, "the word Qing...I like it very much, so just call me Bai Qing."

When the new wind hit, the wind and waves swelled the white gauze, snowdrops fell on the hair, Chen Jing reached out his hand out of nowhere, caressed the end of the hair, and held it in the palm of his hand.

The ends of the originally light blonde hair were a little black, Chen Jing held up his fingers and twisted them, reluctant to let go for a while.

Lan Jingming yawned and leaned against the tree: "Why... so sleepy."

"The thorn fruit is like this." Chen Jing took off his outer shirt, covered Lan Jingming, and wrapped him tightly, "If you eat too much, your eyelids will become heavy, and you will unconsciously want to rest. Go to sleep, sleep enough woke up."

If he heard the word "sleep" in the tent, Lan Jingming would just sneer and ignore it, but here he heard Ah Jing asking him to rest, and the tense string suddenly broke. Using his hands and feet, he found Chen Jing's shoulder, like a child. He leaned forward, buried his head in Chen Jing's neck, and breathed in Chen Jing's ear.

Chen Jing's chest trembled, and he sat on the spot in a daze, his whole body hardened into a stone, unable to move for a long time.

The snow falls silently, the forest is quiet and leisurely, somehow, Chen Jing has the idea of ​​not wanting to go back, he wants to stay here with the young man, wandering all over the world as his home, he wants the young man to lie on his shoulders, and lie down for thousands of years. Year, don't open your eyes.

After a long time like this, Lan Jingming slipped onto Chen Jing's chest, opened his eyes suddenly, Chen Jing subconsciously folded his forearms, and the two of them looked at each other from close to Chi Chi, their skin touched each other warmly, their noses touched their noses, Rub it lightly twice.

Lan Jingming turned his face sideways, reflecting the frozen river, stroked his hair: "Ah..."

I can faintly see the ends of my hair turning into jet black, and my pupils showing a dark color. I am used to seeing myself as if I have changed. Lan Jingming sat by the river, covered his face with his hands, rubbed it up and down a few times, and almost couldn't recognize himself.

"It's a miracle that my body didn't turn black," Chen Jing leaned forward and said, puffing out his chest to claim credit, "I was as black as a piece of coke, and my fingers and toes seemed to be pulled out of coal piles. I can't help you. Let's go, it's getting late, I haven't informed you for two days, my brother and sister-in-law should be waiting at home, I will take you to make two clothes, and you will go home with me tonight. If the husband doesn't go back, You can still see Mr.