Only senior brother is amazing

The night before Xie Juan was about to leave the customs, He Bei stayed up all night.He couldn't sleep, the thoughts accumulated for three months were like a torrent raging on the embankment, clamoring to burst out.

He was lying on his side on the bed, tightly clutching the jade hairpin that he wanted to give to Xie Juan.This jade hairpin is moist and cool, it feels like Xie Juan's fingers.He thought, how nice it would be if Xie Juan could be by his side at this moment.They slept in the same room in Lanzhu for many years, and he was used to being able to see him when he opened his eyes, but now he realized that Xie Juan was just not by his side for three months, and his longings and daydreams were overwhelmed.

Just like that, he thought about thanking Tired, half dreaming and half awake, his body was exhausted, but the turbulent thoughts in his mind could not calm down.After tossing around until early in the morning, he simply got up and went to the dilapidated small kitchen in the small courtyard. He wanted to cook a meal for Xie Juan. In his 22 years of career, he only learned to make sweet-scented osmanthus sauce and cook a pot of white porridge.

After cooking the porridge, he lifted the lid of the pot, and the white mist filled his vision, and for a moment, he seemed to return to Lanzhu a year ago.

He misses Lanzhu's white porridge the most.

He likes to add sugar and sweet-scented osmanthus sauce to the porridge, Qi Nian likes to add pickles to the porridge, master likes to add the hot sauce made by Xie Juan to the porridge, and Xie Juan likes to add nothing to the porridge.

He Bei's eyes were hot and humid from the hot air. He covered the pot, and the hot air on his face was immediately covered up and disappeared, and his heart suddenly cooled down.

After watering the flowers and feeding the rabbit with one hand, he just sat quietly on the small stone bench in the yard and waited. Today, he has no intention of practicing or doing anything.Facing the bleak autumn wind, watching the sky turn from light to dark, waiting until his palms were cold, and imagining many possibilities in his mind, such as Xie Juan's delay in leaving the customs, that's why he never came back.Furthermore, the people in the temple called him for questioning, and the worst possibility was that Xie Juan never wanted to see him again.

After all, after he and Xie Juan spent the night in the dungeon, Xie Juan left only a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and taro soup and went to the Qingjing Hall to retreat alone. You even came to tell him about his retreat.Could it be that Xie Juan regretted it, regretted doing something that was out of bounds and taboos with him that night.

As He Bei thought about it like this, the shoulders and hair were covered with fine osmanthus petals, and his whole body became a sculpture, drawn out of anger, his eyes were tired, and his complexion was deep and gloomy.It wasn't until the wooden door facing him was opened that he seemed to come back to life. He raised his head slightly, raised his eyes, and his heart was ablaze.

The little rabbits who gathered in the corner to graze were frightened by the person who pushed the door and fled in all directions.

He Bei thought he would see his senior brother whom he had missed for a long time, but it turned out that the one who pushed the door was the white-robed emissary of the temple.They held up the golden sticks, looked majestic and solemn, and cast cold gazes at him.

He Bei was on guard all over.Before he could react, the envoys in white robes who were in charge of law enforcement and rulings from the temple and whose martial arts ranks were above the seventh rank rushed up, bound his hands and feet with solid iron chains, and twisted him to the temple.

The white jade steps in the temple were repainted, and the blood spattered three months ago was gone, as if nothing had happened.

On the jade seat of the temple, the master of the temple looked cloudy and uncertain, his eyes turned into a sharp sword, and shot straight at He Bei.

Standing on the left hand side of the temple master is the goddess Kejun, and on the right hand side is the priest Xie Juan.

I haven't seen him in three months, Xie Juan is even thinner, his expression is as cold and serious as before.He stood there quietly, wearing a silver-white official robe that was spotless, neat and without a single wrinkle, bathed in the half-sprinkled golden sky light, and no one in this temple looked more like this god who descended into the world than him.

When Xie Juan saw He Bei, his heart ached.The young man who used to be full of spirits and angry horses is now physically and mentally exhausted, his eyes are full of hostility, and his body is full of spikes, like a phoenix in distress that has nowhere to rest due to the storm, its feathers are wet and its wings are broken.

The master of the temple looked at He Bei with a look of scrutiny: "I heard that you provoked Yao Weichang's son in the street a few days ago and injured him?"

"Provocation? If you really want to know the situation, you should ask the owner of the Yuhang shop to see who did it first. Injure him? Then, why don't you ask Yao Jing to confront me in person and let everyone see Where is the wound I slapped him. I suggest you go get him as soon as possible, and his wound will heal by the end of the day." After He Bei finished speaking, he glanced at his right hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and continued to speak coldly: "In terms of injuries, it seems that I am more serious."

The master of the temple ignored He Bei's words, slowly picked up the tea cup at hand, took a sip, and said after a long silence: "In the eyes of outsiders, you are already a member of our Beifu temple, so you should always be strict with yourself. You can't do anything to humiliate Beifu."

He Bei sneered, and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that besides protecting his weaknesses, the Palace Master is also a good picker."

The master of the temple, who was used to being sought after and worshiped, tightly grasped the palm on the golden faucet of the temple, and his complexion suddenly darkened a little.No one has ever been so rude to him, He Bei always provoked him again and again.

"Accordingly, you should be punished. You have to remember that you are no longer a distinguished guest of our Beifu, but a sinner. Elder Jin Fang died with nothing to rest in peace, and his [-] merit pillars stand tall in this merit hall. ——I met you." The hall master bit the last four words extremely hard, and even leaned forward, feeling slightly out of control. "No matter what, you can't compensate enough for the loss of our Beifu. What's more, our Beifu army is still on the front line fighting against the enemy in the southwest for you. How can you be so careless?"

"My father has fought on the southwest front for more than [-] years. For what? Is he only for the Southwest? If the Southwest falls completely, your Beifu will be the next to suffer. He is doing it for you hypocritical and charitable people. The temple sits safe and the hypocrite whitewashes the peace."

It seemed to be poked in pain, but Jun finally saw a crack in the face of the always benevolent and harmonious temple master, and there was anger burning in the crack.

He Bei didn't want to hear the other party's words: "How do you want to punish me? If you want to punish me, punish me quickly. Don't talk about benevolence and morality. You have no right to criticize me. You are no different from Jin Fang. You are neither a god nor a god. Not my old man."

But Jun's voice echoed faintly over the hall: "Punish you, can you bear it? Why do you think your senior brother retreated? He suffered the three-sword death penalty for you and released you from the dungeon in our Beifu. If you are punished again, Do you want your brother to die for you?"

With a calm expression, Xie Juan crossed his palms and half-kneeled to salute the Lord of the temple. His voice was clear and bright: "My brother is young. As an elder brother, I deserve to be punished for him. As for this matter, you might as well ask the temple master The Lord will investigate carefully, there must be a misunderstanding.”

He Bei lost his mind for a moment, and then his heart began to throb. It turned out that the reason for Xie Juan's sudden retreat was so.Bearing so much for him, and suffering the punishment of three swords in vain for him without saying a word, if Mr. Ke hadn't told him today, he would definitely not know.

A surge of guilt filled He Bei's chest, and endless resentment filled his heart.He looked at the clear shadow in the distance, how much he wanted to rush up to hold it in his arms, and dedicate all his tenderness and love to him.

Ke Jundao: "Since you don't want your brother to suffer for you again, then stay in Beifu and don't go out to cause trouble."

"Okay." Without thinking this time, He Bei agreed to Beifu's request to imprison him in a disguised form. For the sake of thanking Juan, he would do anything.Xie Juan is his weakness, the only person in his heart that he wants to protect.

The master of the temple rubbed his brows, there were too many things to worry about today, and he was really tired.He waved his hand and said, "Take him back." Then he specifically asked Xie Juan: "Fuyi, retreat for three months, there are many things in the temple that need to be dealt with by you, go with you, the things left behind will always be gone." Hurry up and make it up. You will be the priest of our Beifu in the future, and you have a heavy responsibility, don't delay yourself because of people and things you don't want to do."

Xie Juan lowered his eyes, his long and thin eyelashes covered his cold gaze: "Of order."

He Bei was escorted back to the small courtyard, he had no regrets to meet Xie Juan today as he wished.

He went to the small kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that the white porridge, which had evaporated a lot of water, had turned into a sticky paste. He took a bite out of it with a wooden spoon. The cold went from his throat to his stomach, and his whole body shivered. .

He had no appetite, so he ate a cornbread, drank a few mouthfuls of mushy porridge, and then sat in the small kitchen to watch his mind. The little rabbits were afraid of the cold, so they all huddled together around He Bei's feet to keep warm. Suddenly there is an illusion that children and grandchildren are around their knees.

"It's so good, Daddy will bring you grass to eat."

......

"Xiaotang, eat slowly, no one will compete with you..."

"Oh, Xiaolian, the ass is so nice to touch, it's so fleshy."

"You are all motherless children... miss him."

He Bei began to talk to himself, maybe because he was always bored by himself, he could talk to the rabbit for a long time.

Maybe it's because he misses someone too much. When Xie Juan pushes the door, he thinks it's a hallucination, like a dream, and he can't react right now.

Xie Juan stopped and said, "Hanchuan."

"Brother."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and He Bei was a little at a loss, not knowing what to say.

Xie Juan felt cold all over his body, his brows and eyes were a little tired, he braced himself up and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

He Bei got up hastily: "I've eaten."

Xie Juan lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the pot of porridge that was more mushy than paste, as well as the half-eaten steamed bread on the stove, and a few pickles left scattered in the porcelain plate, his eyes showed distress and intolerance.

"Just eat this?"

Before he retreated, he specifically asked Kejun to take care of He Bei's food, but now it seems that He Bei's food is not good, not even as good as the servants of Beifu.

Xie Juan said lightly: "Wait for me here."

Half an hour later, Xie Juan returned with two baskets of ingredients, including vegetables, eggs and meat.

Xie Juan took off his official robe, put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, scooped out a basin of clean water from the water tank, and said, "Mr. Huo, I'll wash the vegetables."

Seeing Xie Juan's posture, He Bei's nose suddenly became sour.He endured the flood of emotions and was stunned for a while before slowly saying: "Okay."

Xie Juan's movements are proficient, and in He Bei's view, a series of complicated procedures are being completed in an orderly manner under his hands.

Xie Juan gave He Bei his favorite barbecued pork buns.The moderately thick and thick dough wraps the char siew meat that has been fried in advance and covered with sauce, and is carefully kneaded into flower-like folds by Xie Juan's hands.

Once it was steamed in the pot, the kitchen was filled with aroma in a short while, luring out all the gluttons in He Bei's stomach that had been silent for a long time.

In addition to char siew buns, Xie Juan also makes a pot of vegan vegetable soup.

In the humble and crowded small kitchen, there were no extra benches, no dining table, and under the dim light, the two brothers and sisters stood around the steaming stove, eating while standing, still eating with gusto.

Xie Juan worked for half a day, but actually his stomach was empty. In order to meet He Bei earlier, he turned down Ke Jun's invitation after finishing his business, and rushed to the courtyard in a hurry.

He Bei hadn't eaten Xie Juan's meal for a long time, he was chewing on pork buns, and suddenly felt that life was fulfilled and death was without regret.

After the two brothers and sisters had a full meal, they didn't have the energy to clean up, leaving the mess in the kitchen, He Bei directly dragged Xie Juan back to the bedroom.

The small courtyard where He Bei lived in March was Xie Juan's former residence, and now that Xie Juan's independent bedroom has been repaired, it is logical that He Bei and He Bei should not be crowded in this dilapidated house, but Xie Juan said: "I'm too tired, I don't want to move around , just rest here with you." He chose to stay.

Until Xie Juan was afraid of the cold, He Bei tried his best to burn the fire to the highest.The charcoal fire he was allotted was not high-quality, with heavy smoke, Xie Juan smelled choking, and coughed a few times from time to time.He Bei opened the window again to ensure that Xie Juan could breathe smoothly.

He Bei boiled the bath water for Xie Juan, and asked Xie Juan to take a bath first.

He Bei went after Xie Juan finished his bath.

He Bei's right hand was injured, and it was very difficult to take off his clothes. He himself was used to it in the past two days, but Xie Juan watched from the side, walked in front of him silently, and took the initiative to undress him.

He Bei watched Xie Juan help him undress, and felt warm in his heart.His breathing became hasty, and his eyes gradually became hot.

They haven't seen each other for three months, and the closest time the two got to each other was during such an ambiguous moment. He Bei was nervous, and Xie Juan was also nervous, but both of them pretended not to be nervous.

Xie Juan consciously stopped when he took off the last layer of underwear.He Bei was a little embarrassed and said, "I'll do the rest myself."

He Bei walked to the bathroom and took off the rest by himself.Originally, I still felt drowsy, but it disappeared after taking a bath.

Coming out of the bathroom, he put on a clean black nightgown.A man was struggling to wipe his wet black hair down to his waist with one hand. After Xie Juan saw it, he walked up to him and wiped it carefully for him.Xie Juan's movements were gentle and soothing, He BeiJi enjoyed it.

After finishing what should be dawdled, the two stared at the only bed in the room and fell into awkward silence.

This bed is spacious enough for one person, but it is a bit cramped for two people.Not to mention two strong men.

He Bei scratched his brows, pretending to be careless: "Brother, you can sleep in it. I didn't sleep honestly, so I will kick you out of bed later."

"Okay." Xie Juan got on the bed silently, leaning against the wall panel, carefully covering only a small half of it with the quilt.

He Bei also took advantage of the opportunity to get into the bed, and immediately, the bed was filled with the refreshing smell of He Bei's body.

Xie Juan turned his back to He Bei, closed his eyes, and looked serious about getting sleepy.He and He Bei shared a quilt, and they did it a lot when they were young, but now that the two have grown up, their relationship has deteriorated, and now they share a quilt, Xie Juan only feels his face burning.

He Bei sniffed the faint fragrance of Xie Juan's body lightly, he approached Xie Juan little by little, his warm chest suddenly pressed against Xie Juan's cool back.He held Xie Ruan's waist in his arms with his arms. He could feel that Xie Ruan's whole body was stiff and his breathing became rapid. His warm palm stroked Xie Ruan's abdomen gently, Rubbing on Xie Juan's hot and red ear, he said, "Senior Brother, I miss you so much."

"Turn around and see me, okay? I really miss you." When the two of them were close together, He Bei's longing could no longer be hidden, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

Xie Juan turned around stiffly and slowly, he buried his head in He Bei's neck, not daring to look up at him.

He Bei said distressedly: "Brother, you've lost weight... I'm sorry for causing you to suffer the death penalty of three swords for me. I want to see where the wound is."

Xie Juan blushed and whispered: "It's all over...on the back."

He Bei stroked Xie Juan's back through a thin silk nightgown, and felt three very obvious and raised scars.Each of these scars is not short, as long as his forearm.

The sudden and thrilling touch made He Bei's eyes moist and red in an instant, and his nose was sore. He held back his tears, but he still couldn't restrain his emotions: "Senior brother... you Three swords, I will definitely pay you back with my life in the future." His tone gradually trembled slightly, a little choked up.

Before that, He Bei never felt that killing Elder Jin Fang was a wrong thing until he touched the three sword marks.His three stabs were straightforward and unambiguous, but in exchange for the three swords on Xie Juan's back, it was worthless, too worthless.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry, it's my fault, senior brother, it's all my fault...I'm too impulsive, senior brother, why are you so stupid, I should bear my responsibility..." He repeated again: Brother, I will repay these three swords with my life. "

"You are not wrong. Brother only hopes that you can live well. You are my junior brother and my only relative in the world. If I killed someone that day, you are willing to suffer these three swords for me. Besides, your three swords, It's for the soldiers who died in the Southwest, it's worth it." Xie Juan's tone was as gentle as possible, he reached out and touched the end of He Bei's eyes with his cold fingers, it was wet.

He Bei didn't speak for a long time, he didn't know how to express his surging emotions at this time.

He kissed Xie Tired's forehead, along the forehead, kissed to the center of the eyebrows, smelled the bridge of the nose, and smelled the lips again. Heartstrings.A kiss that does not contain any desire/desire, but only a love that lasts like spring water.He Bei's heart has long been like a stubborn rock, and Xie Juan is the only softness in his heart.

He Bei untied Xie Juan's belt, and slowly moved his calloused palm down Xie Juan's smooth nape. When he felt the most real touch of the scar, his hand still trembled uncontrollably , even though Xie Juan could no longer feel the pain, he still felt that Xie Juan would be in pain, very painful.

He didn't dare to touch it anymore, and even felt a little scared.

He pulled up Xie Juan's nightgown, fastened the belt again, and took Xie Juan into his arms again, feeling pain and warmth in his heart, sour and astringent.

Both of them cherished the rare moments of tenderness, and neither wanted to fall asleep too quickly.He Bei stared at Xie Juan quietly, outlining his closed brows and eyes over and over again with his gaze.Xie Juan was immersed in the warmth brought by He Bei's embrace. He was warmed, and it was much more comfortable to be hugged than to sleep alone.

He Bei gradually became distracted, at first he felt sorry for Xie Juan and just wanted to hug him and sleep peacefully for the night.But after all, he is young, vigorous, and has someone he likes in his arms.Hugging and hugging, I couldn't help but kiss Xie Juan, until Xie Juan had no strength at all, and fell limply on him.

Offenses are offenses, he has been careful not to touch Xie Juan's back.

He Bei didn't have the experience to open up people in his arms. He didn't want Xie Juan's first time to be under such crude conditions and in such a short time, so the two clicked until they had tasted enough taboos, and embraced each other sleep.

The next day, when He Bei woke up, no one around him was there, so he remembered that he forgot to ask that question.

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