stay together

There is a swing in the yard of Yun's house, which is a gift from Yun Puchu to his son on his first birthday.Waiting for finally being able to swing on the swing by myself, in the sunny and clear days.

Yun Hexing likes to hide from the nanny, and climbs onto the swing quietly by himself.His two legs are still very short, and he really can't support the swing board by himself.

Xie Ying never let her son go to play on the swings alone. The last time Yun Hexing climbed up and swayed a few times, when it came down, the board tilted and hit his head with a bang.

Yunhexing lived up to everyone's expectations with a big bump on his forehead, which was green and hard, and it lasted for a long time.

This frightened his mother quite a bit. Although Yun Hexing was reprimanded, it was luck that the board didn't hit him in the eye.

Not disfigured, not blind.For a naughty kid who is a little over a year old, that's the case.

But the little hairy boy always healed his scars and forgot about the pain. When the nanny couldn't control it, his favorite thing was to ride a pony on the swing, and then he would only go up but not come down, and fell down.

Xie Ying felt sorry for her son, and in the end she just grabbed the little boy on her lap and slapped her chubby buttocks twice.Yun Hexing lay on his mother's lap and yelled loudly, a drop of saliva dripped from his small mouth, which was not even full of teeth, and stained Xie Yingying's dress.

Xie Yingying asked her son to sit on her lap, took a handkerchief and wiped his saliva.

"Mother—" Yun Hexing's hands were restless at all, and he reached out to grab the handkerchief.Xie Yingying smiled, and let him take the handkerchief away.Yun Hexing imitated her appearance, wiping the corners of Xie Yingying's mouth with a handkerchief.

Xie Yingying smiled and let him play around.

The adult Yunhexing stood outside the door, and the warm spring sun sprinkled gold leaf on every window and every brick.After passing through the long years, Xie Yingying's face turned out to be somewhat blurred.

Yunhexing watched the little boy playing on his mother's lap, but he didn't want to come down, but his mother just smiled softly, pinching the child's cheek from time to time.

He saw Yun Puchu coming back from the outside, said a few words to his grandfather, and then walked towards their room.Hearing Daddy's voice, the little boy yelled "Daddy—" and staggered into Yun Puchu's legs.

Yun Puchu laughed and picked him up, held him high, then pretended to let go and let him fall by himself, but always caught him firmly at the last moment.

Yunhexing and his father are too proficient in playing games like this, and he is no longer afraid, and he just giggled and laughed non-stop: "Hold it high—wow——"

Yun Puchu held his son in his arms, scratched him, and asked, "Will you see monsters coming to catch you when you sleep now?"

Yun Hexing laughed so vividly after being scratched by his father, his little head shook like a rattle: "...no...haha...slight..."

Xie Yingying patted Yunhexing's father's evil hand, and wiped off the sweat from Yunhexing's forehead.

"Xu'er is only one year old, so it's normal to not be able to see."

The 20-year-old Yun Hexing really wanted to tell his mother that until they passed away, he never waited for the moment when his son opened his eyes and saw the other world.

Fusu bent down and changed into clean clothes for Yun Hexing.He didn't dare to cover Yunhexing too much. At this moment, Yunhexing is like a cooked shrimp, red from the inside to the outside.

Bai Yuan was obviously quite used to this kind of temperature, he found an empty place next to Yun Hexing and curled up.

Fusu touched Tanyun Hexing's forehead, the temperature in his hand was a little hotter than usual, as if there was a volcano waiting to explode inside his body.He glanced down at his bandaged hand, dazed.

Bai Yuan raised one eyelid calmly, looked Fusu up and down, and took advantage of the moment before he came back to his senses, he closed his eyes pretending nothing happened.

"Fusu, aren't you afraid of death?"

Fusu glanced at Bai Yuan, lowered his eyes and said, "It's not that I'm not afraid of death, it's just... that I've never been afraid of anything..."

He always said this, and even Bai Yuan couldn't help being suspicious.It changed its posture and curled up, but its eyes never left Fusu's indifferent face.Ever since I met this young man, I always felt that he was unexpectedly calm, even a little unnatural.

Fusu could see that Bai Yuan was thinking, but he couldn't guess what it was thinking about.Yun Hexing on the side scratched the quilt in some discomfort because of being roasted by the backlashing spiritual power.

Fusu went to the water tray, wrung out the cold water-soaked handkerchief, and changed it for Yunhexing.It turned out that that line had already been warmed by Yun Hexing's body.

"Actually, you don't need to let Yunhexing bear the backlash for me." Fusu finished all this and sat back.

"Yunhexing insisted on it."

Bai Yuan's answer was unexpected, Fusu froze for a moment.Bai Yuan was very satisfied with the other expression on the young man's face, and his tone drifted a bit: "As you expected, Yunhexing is indeed very talented. One day, Yunhexing will no longer need your protection."

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I know... I saw..." Fu Su stared at the gauze in Yun Hexing's hand in a daze, and what passed before his eyes was the scene he saw when he rushed into the water prison, the sword wrapped in flames exploded in the water There are clusters of fireworks.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Yun Qingyu ran in panting from outside, holding a bowl of water in his hand.

"The owner of the inn heard that the young master was ill, so he kindly gave me some medicine, saying that this is the most effective for reducing fever and clearing away heat... Do you want to give the young master a try?!"

Before the bowl was handed to Yunhe Xing's bed, Bai Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and swept the bowl to the ground.Everything was unexpected, before Yun Qingyu had time to dodge, the bowl was already smashed into flowers, the soup was watery, and only the ground was wet and slippery.

Bai Yuan's hair stood up all over his body, and it seemed that even his muscles were trembling nervously.

Yun Qingyu immediately felt that something was wrong, thinking that she had made a big mistake, so she hurriedly stood beside Fusu.

"What's the matter?" Fusu squatted down, touched the water on the ground with her fingertips, and put it between her nose.

If Bai Yuan had an entity, his eyes would have turned red at this moment: "It's it...it's 兕..." It turned its head viciously, its gaze seemed to burn two holes in Yun Qingyu's body, "What they gave you is what?"

"Yes... they said it was rhinoceros horn... ground into powder..." Qing Yu had never heard what Si was, but he could guess a thing or two from Bai Yuan's expression.

"It's the eyes."

When Yun Qingyu heard Fusu's explanation, she couldn't hide the surprise and panic on her face, and tremblingly said: "How could it be...so...every time people here go to worship the gods, they can get the medicine powder sent by the Taoist priest, Do they know what they're eating..."

No one could answer his question, Fusu and Bai Yuan looked at each other and fell silent.

Yun Hexing still lingered in his dream, and sometimes, he looked at himself as big as a puppy.

Running from one end of the yard to the other end of the yard, knocking over countless flowerpots and vases, and never getting tired, he couldn't help but sigh: It turns out that he didn't smoke so much at that time.

Yunpuchu has his own study room, which is separate from his grandfather's.Unlike grandpa's study, father's study is always welcoming to him.

Yun Hexing watched as he climbed up to the desk which was still out of reach for him, knelt on it, grabbed a brush and scribbled on his father's rice paper.

At that time, he didn't have any rules, and in the end, his face was stained with ink, and the originally delicate and lovely young master instantly became a doll who just came out of the coal pit.

As a result, Yunpuchu and his wife came back early that day. As soon as Yunhexing's father entered, he saw his son sitting at his desk, his face and body were all black, and his complexion instantly changed to that of the inkstone.

Xie Ying came in on the back foot. Seeing that her husband wouldn't leave and that she was injured, she planned to come back and take care of it, but she immediately lost her temper.

She pushed Yun Puchu, and squeezed past her impatiently, and noticed the villain on the case the moment she turned her head.

Yunhe is not stupid, originally he thought that his parents would not be here today, and no one would care if he made a fuss.But he didn't expect his parents to come home suddenly, and seeing their serious faces, he was instantly dumbfounded.

"Daddy...Mother..." He weakly called the two of them, and under Yun Puchu's majestic gaze, he moved down the pit little by little.

Yun Hexing walked up to his father nervously, hid those two black hands behind his back, before his father got angry, he flattened his mouth first.

"hiss--"

Xie Yingying took a sudden breath, disrupting the tense atmosphere between the father and son.Yun Pu didn't pay attention to his son at first, but went to his study to find the wound medicine.

Yun Hexing saw blood on his mother's hand, walked over, gently lifted Xie Yingying's sleeve, saw a long and thin wound, and suddenly teardrops rolled out.

"Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Xie Ying sighed and patted Yun Hexing's head.

Yun Puchu quickly brought the special Jinchuang medicine, and carefully sprinkled the powder on the wound.The powder splashed between the flesh and blood, like a needle point piercing her body, Xie Yingying had to grit her teeth.

Yun Pu bandaged her up at the beginning, and poured her a cup of tea. Xie Ying took the tea and told Yun Hexing who was standing beside him: "Don't cry, Xu'er. Promise to mother, the matter of mother's injury , don’t tell grandpa, you know?!”

Yun Hexing nodded obediently, and wiped the back of his hand twice on his face, pushing the ink stains into pools.

Seeing her son's foolishness, Xie Ying couldn't help laughing, hugged him into her arms, and comforted him softly: "Xinger Xiaohuamao, why did you cry just now? Your father didn't want to eat you."

"No, no," the little Yun Hexing shook his head in his mother's arms, sucking his nose, "I don't want my mother to get hurt...I want to protect my mother..."

"Your father will protect me." Xie Ying glanced at Yun Puchu with a smile, and gently patted Yun Hexing on the back, "When Xing'er grows up, there will naturally be people who want to protect more."

Yun Hexing opened his eyes at night, feeling that his body was as heavy as a thousand weights, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

He turned his face sideways with difficulty, and saw Fusu sitting on the ground, leaning against the bed and falling asleep.In just a moment, his eyes could not move away from the tear mole at the corner of Fusu's eyes.

Sometimes he would think, fortunately, there is still such a little ink on this person's face, which adds countless joys to life.

Relying on Bai Yuan's strength, he was able to take over Fusu's backlash.He never expected that the spiritual power was so hot and domineering that it seemed to burn his internal organs to death.

But Yunhexing knew that it was because Fusu did something he shouldn't have done, and he was the one who bore the calamity of violating the rules for him.

When Fusu covered his mouth and nose with his hands in the water, he was distracted for a moment: his hands never trembled, even at the bottom of this filthy water, even if he knew that he would be submerged by the backlashing spiritual power afterwards .

Yun Hexing realized that he was afraid to see Fusu exhausted by the wind and snow again, and he began to hope for no reason that Fusu would always be a living person, warm, soft, and fresh, instead of a thousand-year-old ice statue.

When he hugged the unconscious Fusu, he had only one thought: he couldn't let Fusu be tormented by the backlash.

Unconsciously, he stretched his hand towards the other person's face, brushed the tear mole with his fingertips, and the temperature of the skin flowed into his nerves like a stream.

still alive.

At this moment, he felt Fusu's gentle breath, and couldn't help but be enlightened.

I also have people I want to protect.

Author's gossip: Thank you for your support, okay!