Dressed as an apprentice of Our Lady of the Sick

Outside the window, the twilight falls and the bright moon rises.

Nan Heng lit the candlestick, and the warm yellow candlelight reflected Xiao Tingxun's thick and slightly curled eyelashes.

He lowered his head, watching the little apprentice kneeling on his knee carefully spread the ointment evenly on the wound on his wrist.

"It can't be changed," he said softly, "it's been too long."

There was a faint frown between Nan Heng's eyebrows, but he didn't answer immediately.

Helped Xiao Tingxun to apply the medicine, and brought a new bandage to help him bandage the wound. Nan Heng gently took his hand and sat down beside him.

"Soon, I will be by your side in the future, and accompany you to get rid of these bad habits." Nan Heng said seriously, his dark eyes reflecting the bright moonlight.

Xiao Tingxun only felt that the tips of his ears were burning again, he turned his face away, and calmly pulled his hand out of Nan Heng's palm.

"It's getting late, get some rest early, there are three days before the Fairy Gate Conference, we have to think about countermeasures as soon as possible."

When Master wants to hide something, or when he is embarrassed, he will change the subject.

Nan Heng hooked the corners of his mouth, but did not expose him: "Okay."

As he spoke, he got up from the bed and walked outside: "Then Master, rest well."

"Where are you going?" Xiao Tingxun stopped him.

"I'm not sleepy yet. I'll go to the back mountain and pick some herbs for later use."

There was no sound behind him.

Nan Heng didn't stop walking, and continued to walk outside.

Only one foot stepped over the threshold, but a cold voice came from inside the thatched cottage: "Let's sleep together."

The foot that was outside the house stopped suddenly, and stepped back again.

Nan Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled silently: "Okay."

He discovered that many times retreating to advance seemed to be particularly effective for his master.

On a small wooden bed that wasn't too spacious, two people lay side by side, covered with a thin quilt.

The candle lights in the hut have been extinguished, and only the cold white moonlight shines from the window on the slate floor of the house.

The person he likes is lying beside him, and Nan Heng can't fall asleep naturally.

I remember that the last time I shared the bed with his master was at the home of the county magistrate in Anze County, when they were hit by spring tide flowers.

I thought that there would never be another chance in the future.

Nan Heng's breathing was steady, and after a long, long time, he turned his head lightly and glanced at Xiao Tingxun who was lying on his side.

As if falling asleep, Xiao Tingxun's eyes were closed, his breathing was shallow, and his injured hand was resting on his body. Even if he was resting at night, he was in a proper posture.

Nan Heng pursed his lips and smiled, his master was always upright no matter what.

His fingers lightly slid across the quilt, his fingertips warmed up, and he touched Xiao Tingxun's hand beside him. He was only stunned for a moment, and then he reached out decisively to hold it.

Nan Heng completely wrapped Xiao Tingxun's hand in his palm. Xiao Tingxun's fingers were slender and well-defined, and there was a faint warmth in his hand, which was not at all different from his own cold temperament.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Xiao Tingxun's soft voice came from next to his ear.

But even if it was very light, Nan Heng was startled by him, and the hand that held him trembled violently.

"Master, are you still awake?"

"En." Xiao Tingxun responded lightly, but he didn't take his hand out of Nan Heng's palm.

He turned over and faced Nan Heng, with a pair of cold phoenix eyes looking at the somewhat nervous young man in front of him.

Nan Heng: ...

He only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, but he could only suppress it with all his strength, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Xiao Tingxun paused, "I can't sleep, and I want to ask you something."

"What does Master want to ask?"

"Why do you like me?"

Nan Heng: ...

He almost jumped out of bed.

Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to make his voice sound the same as usual: "Master, why do you ask such a question?"

"You just have to answer."

"Huh..." Nan Heng closed his eyes and exhaled, "Master, have you ever heard a word called Wannian at a glance?"

"What do you mean?"

"That is, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you in the small courtyard of the outer disciple's dormitory. This kind of feeling called liking or love can last for 1 years. But 'ten thousand' is just an imaginary number, It represents a long, long time, a long, long time. Does Master understand?"

Xiao Tingxun understood somewhat, but also did not understand.

Nan Heng said a long paragraph, but he only remembered two words: like and for a long time.

His slightly curled eyelashes blinked, and he asked again: "Then how do you know you like me?"

"Pfft." Nan Heng laughed softly.

"What are you laughing at?" The people around were a little annoyed.

"Cough, it's nothing." Nan Heng coughed lightly, suppressing his smile.

So, Xiao Tingxun refused to respond to him before, because he didn't know what liking was?So there is no way to respond to his feelings?

He helplessly squeezed Xiao Tingxun's hand that he held in his palm.

Then he said solemnly: "If you want to know whether you like someone, it's actually very simple. Even if you don't know it in your heart, your body will not lie. If you don't hate the touch of this person, even if you are very close and very Intimate physical contact, then you must like him."

As for himself, the possessive desire boiled in his bones and the idea of ​​wanting this person has always been very strong, these are the proofs of liking.

There was no sound in the thatched hut, except for the faint sound of breathing.

Nan Heng waited for a while, but did not see Xiao Tingxun's response, so he turned his head to look.

Xiao Tingxun narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and was also looking at him, wondering what he was thinking.

Nan Heng met his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, then leaned over and kissed Xiao Tingxun.

The lips met, it was slightly cool and sweet, and both of them were awake.

There is no spring tide flower, and it is not affected by the awakening of the demon blood.

Nan Heng kissed for a long time before getting up, his dark eyes were shining brightly: "It's like this."

"So Master, have you figured it out now?"

Xiao Tingxun lowered his eyes, he should understand.

After Murong Qing left, he gradually became the current cold and repulsive appearance.

Staying alone in Hanlin Peak all day long, often won't come down for a month or two.

Yin Jiu was worried about him, so he often visited him, and told him that life is divided, but the living always look forward.

Yin Jiu asked him to try to forget about Murong Qing's death, raise koi and spirit beasts, let him learn and understand the word "love".

Yin Jiu said: You have to learn to be kind to others, this is the expression of love, the better you are to others, the deeper the love in your heart.

So he remembered that the koi were raised well, and the fur of the spirit beast was also shiny, but he still felt that this was not the love Yin Jiu talked about.

Until later, he accepted the original body as a disciple. At first, he took care of him because of his life experience. Later, when he went down the mountain to practice, the original body's blood was awakened and killed many innocent villagers. He has always felt guilty, so he treated the original body even more Taking care of him, doing everything he can to treat Yuanshen well, at that time, he once thought in a daze, is this the love that Yin Jiu talked about?

Moreover, based on his kindness to the original body, he should still love him very deeply.

But it wasn't until he heard Nan Heng talk about it that he realized that he was very kind to Yuanchen, but if Yuanchen wanted to kiss him, he couldn't accept it.

So, was he always wrong?

"Master?"

Nan Heng couldn't wait for his answer, so he called him softly.

"En." Xiao Ting found himself back to his senses.

"I made a mistake." He said, "Sorry for making you wait so long."

Nan Heng smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms: "Soon, soon, I can afford to wait no matter how long."

The moonlight was shining brightly outside the window, sprinkled a dazzling silver ash.

Nan Heng kissed Xiao Tingxun's red ear tips, his voice was low and hoarse: "Master, let's do it."

Xiao Tingxun's cheeks were hidden in the shadow of the bed curtain, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

He quietly looked at Nan Heng who was lying on his body, only then did he realize that the boy in the past was no longer a boy.

The young man who used to cling around to him like a baby and want to be praised and hugged, has grown up quietly before he knew it, and has grown into a strong and handsome young man with straight shoulders.

He pursed the corners of his lips, raised his right hand which was wrapped in straps, and shook it in front of Nan Heng: "Hand."

"It's okay, I will avoid it carefully."

Nan Heng gently pulled his bandaged hand away, placed it on the pillow side, then leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, mandible, and collarbone, all the way down.

Xiao Tingxun's unbearable panting was heard next to his ears, and Nan Heng raised his hand to open the bed curtain.

The goose-yellow bed curtain was lowered, swaying gently under the silver moonlight.

Since the two of them tossed and tossed until dawn last night, they slept together until the evening before waking up the next day.

The sun outside was slanting to the west, and the red sunset penetrated through the window and covered the small wooden bed.

Nan Heng woke up from a deep sleep, felt the weight on his arm, turned his head, and saw Xiao Tingxun's long hair spread out on the bed, quietly pillowing his arm, still asleep.

He hooked his lips, and raised his hand to tuck Xiao Tingxun's loose hair behind his ears. Xiao Tingxun's lightly drooping eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

"Master, good morning."

Xiao Tingxun blinked his eyelashes, as if he hadn't woken up yet, looked at Nan Heng with some blurred eyes, and answered him casually: "Morning."

"If you're still sleepy, just sleep for a while, and I'll make breakfast."

As Nan Heng said, he carefully pulled out his arm. He got up and glanced out the window, then looked at Xiao Tingxun and smiled: "It's getting late, it's time for dinner."

"Then get up." Xiao Tingxun followed suit.

His work and rest has always been very regular, and today he may have broken the precept of more than 20 years.

He got up and put on his clothes. When his feet were on the ground, his steps were still sloppy. He frowned to hide the discomfort on his face, and wanted to get the comb on the wooden table to tie his hair. Nan Heng was already standing with the comb in his hand. By his side.

"You go and make dinner, I'll do it myself."

"I'll come, it won't take long."

Nan Heng took his hand and asked him to sit on the side of the bed, then neatly helped him tie up his long hair.

Xiao Tingxun looked down at Nan Heng's shadow on the ground, and in a trance, the thought of wanting to spend his whole life like this flashed across his mind.

This is what he was before, absolutely never would have been.

Nan Heng didn't know what he was thinking, so he tied his hair, put the wooden comb in his palm, and said with a smile on his lips: "Master, sit down for a while, dinner will be ready soon."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. A jingle in his ear shattered his dream.

[The countdown is 2 day, because the host delayed the task time, the cool point value is -4000, and the current cool point value is: 6000.Please take the time to complete the task. 】

Without stopping, Nan Heng squinted his eyes, all mockingly said: "Didn't you deduct 3000? I think you are a system single for too long, and you are jealous."

System 88: […]

In fact, it is not only jealous, but also angry.