Jiang Qing

"Don't rub it..." Mei Shao hugged Bai Bingchen with one hand and stroked his back, and with the other hand, he went to pick up the medicine box left by Ren Heming.

Bai Bingchen's consciousness has been blurred, so he just rubbed against the armor on his body, licking the exposed skin of his neck with his slightly parted lips and tongue, leaving traces of moisture, provoking Mei Shao to breathe heavily, but surrounding his He didn't dare to use force with his hands, for fear of touching his wound.

Being entangled by Bai Bingchen's hands and feet, Mei Shao didn't touch the medicine box for a long time. She took a deep breath, tilted her head and kissed Bai Bingchen's forehead, and said softly, "Hold it firmly."

Bai Bingchen didn't know if he heard clearly, he shook his head vaguely.

Seeing this, Mei Shao exerted strength with one hand, grabbed his buttocks, picked him up, and carried him to the bed with his medicine box.

"Open your mouth." Mei Shao pinched his chin and stuffed the medicine into it. Bai Bingchen looked at him with a pair of misty eyes, and suddenly seemed to recognize him as someone else, and struggled violently.

Mei Shao lowered his head and swallowed two pills, pinched his cheeks, forced him to open his mouth, and forcibly fed the medicine.

The pill melted very slowly, Bai Bingchen was about to push the pill out unconsciously, but Mei Shao caught the tongue, entangled and pushed it fiercely, and swallowed the medicine forcibly.

Mei Shao panted and backed away, lifted the clothes that had been hung on his body so much that he tossed them, and checked the injuries on his arms.

There were five or six deep knife marks on the white arm. Mei Shao's eyes were hot, and while kissing his shoulder and neck softly to calm his emotions, she took out a white cloth from the medicine box to stop the bleeding.

For Bai Bingchen, the kiss just now is undoubtedly drinking poison to quench his thirst. He is suffering very badly, and Mei Shao's indistinct kiss is just arousing fire on him. He turned his head to find Mei Shao's face, but was repeatedly blocked, and sobbed unwillingly. Twice, he stretched out his hand randomly to pull Mei Shao's clothes, but Mei Shao's armor was tightly wrapped around him, he couldn't find the key to it after pulling for a long time, instead bumped into the palm of his hand, with a "hiss".

Just as Mei Shao finished bandaging his arm, she reached out helplessly to untie the iron buckle around her waist, took off the armor, and let Bai Bingchen get into the clothes, while she grabbed his most seriously injured palm, and put on the medicine bag. Seriously.

Mei Shao acted quickly, before Bai Bingchen took off all his clothes, he took care of his injury neatly, returned his hand and hugged him into his arms, touched his forehead, untied his shirt, and The person was pressed on the bed.

Bai Bingchen hooked his neck with his hands hanging down, and called him in a low voice, "Ah Shao... um."

Mei Shao looked at the tip of his tongue protruding from between his bright red lips, leaned down and kissed him heavily, this time the kiss was intense and lingering, Bai Bingchen couldn't resist it very quickly, he whimpered and wanted to back away, but was caught Mei Shao hugged her waist and pressed deeper.

Mei Shao lowered one hand, hooked him half loose, and his clothes fell off, revealing his flushed complexion.

Bai Bingchen closed his eyes weakly, and let Mei Shao's fingertips ravage his body. He is very sensitive now, and the slightest touch would make his heart-rending itch a little bit more. Shao kissed continuously and deeply, while feeling Mei Shao's hand teasing her waist, a thin layer of sweat soon appeared on her body, like being soaked in water from the beginning to the end, rippling unbearably.

"Chongjin...Chongjin...Ah... Shao." Bai Bingchen was forced out of the corners of his eyes, sobbing and calling his name over and over again, each time becoming more urgent, as if confirming, and calling again and again. As if urging.

Mei Shao stretched out her hand to hold his vitals and gently comforted him, coaxing him in a low voice, "I'm here, it's me, bear it."

The water in Bai Bingchen's eyes accumulated more and more, and finally turned into teardrops. The corners of his eyes were wet and red. Following Mei Shao's movements, his pupils suddenly widened and he bit his lips tightly.

With pity in his heart, Mei Shao kissed his eyelashes, stretched out his other hand to pry open his clenched teeth, poked in, and gently stroked the marks of his bite, bringing out a glint of water.

"Not enough...you come in, come in directly..." Bai Bingchen urged, biting his chest.

Mei Shao looked at his unrelieved look with deep eyes.

Any gentle movement is an itch for Bai Bingchen, but as long as Mei Shao exerts a little force, he wants to hide back impatiently, but his body goes forward, Mei Shao almost tries to stabilize his mind, then To prevent myself from being completely overwhelmed by his soft and fragile appearance in front of me, I tried my best to relieve him, instead of just focusing on myself.

Bai Bingchen's broken voice was mixed with gasps intermittently, making Mei Shao's whole head feel hot.

"No... I can't take it anymore..." Bai Bingchen rubbed against him indiscriminately, but his legs didn't show any signs of loosening.

Mei Shao pecked at his Adam's apple, checked his condition over and over again, and asked him again and again in the dilemma. It was not until after dawn that he hugged Bai Bingchen, who was so tired that he fell asleep, to clean up his body.

The bed was full of unbearable filth, Mei Shao could only hug a clean quilt, and carried him to the small couch for the night watch.

It's the limit to squeeze the two of them softly, but fortunately, Bai Bingchen was so obedient after falling asleep, he nestled in Mei Shao's arms without any tumbling, and let him hold him.

This night made Mei Shao exhausted. While he was afraid of hurting Bai Bingchen, he controlled his strength all the time, and at the same time followed him to give and take what he wanted. The hanging heart couldn't go down even after Bai Bingchen fell asleep. He kissed him softly. He touched Bai Bingchen's wet hairline, and there was unshakable worry in his eyes.

Concerned about Bai Bingchen's body, Mei Shao always leaves room for tenderness every time. This is the first time that he has been crazy like tonight. He is afraid that Bai Bingchen will not be able to bear it. Although he closed his eyes, he does not feel sleepy at all, and pays attention to Bai Bingchen's movements all the time. .

Mei Shao woke up several times during the night, and found that Bai Bingchen's body was gradually cooling down and his breathing was steady, so he was relieved and closed his eyes for a while.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mei Shao realized that her arms were empty and woke up suddenly.

He saw Bai Bingchen half-sitting on the edge of the bed, with his back turned to him, his whole body trembling, and his suppressed cough was dense and subdued.

Mei Shao's breath was stagnant, she sat up, and pulled his body.

"Did it bother you?" Bai Bingchen's face and neck were flushed, and he was covering his mouth, his voice hoarse and weak.

Mei Shao's gaze paused on the blood on the corner of his lips, and she forcefully pushed his hand away, only to see a mouthful of blood pulsating in his palm.

"It's okay." Bai Bingchen stretched out his hands and gathered the clothes on his body, covering the bluish red marks all over his body, and calmly swallowed the blood that had not yet spit out from his mouth, "You must be tired from the long-distance raid. Sleep first, don't worry about me..."

Bai Bingchen's expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head away again.

Mei Shao paused on his slightly moving Adam's apple, her eyes sank, she stretched out her hand to pinch his cheek, and forced him to open his mouth. Before he had time to secretly swallow the blood, he almost choked Bai Bingchen. Living on the edge of the bed, he coughed violently, spurting blood onto the ground.

Bai Bingchen felt as if his face was being burned, the fishy sweetness in his throat couldn't be stopped at all, his head was dizzy for a while, and he saw Mei Shao calling him non-stop, but he didn't have the strength to respond.

He wanted to reach out to touch Mei Shao's face, but he couldn't even raise his hand.

Can I just accompany him here?He promised to help him return to the court, and saw him occupying a high position and being worshiped by thousands of people, but now that the court is standing together, the promise of an equal share of the spring has not been fulfilled, and he still has to break his promise after all.

Bai Bingchen felt intense unwillingness, but he could only helplessly feel his exhausted body gradually sinking into silence.

"Yanfang!" Mei Shao growled in a hoarse voice, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't feel it, he held him in his arms with trembling hands, he saw the puddle of blood on the ground from the corner of his eye, and his breath was screaming in pain, "Yanfang... ...you dare to go!"

The breathing of the person in his arms became weak, and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped off reflected his scarred body, like a broken doll, and there was no possibility of repairing it.

Mei Shao hugged him tightly, her mind went blank, and after a long time of empty ringing in her ears, she finally returned to silence. He heard his own rapid breathing and choking voice, but it seemed as if he was watching another person crying with cold eyes, and his heart was so empty. Not half conscious.

"Liar...you liar..." Mei Shao pressed against his black hair tightly, her eyes were empty, and she murmured unconsciously.

Mei Shao always knew that he was lying to herself, that he still had 20 years to live, that his body could be taken care of, and that he even wanted to cover up his vomiting of blood just now, but every time he covered it up, Mei Shao Shaodu sincerely prayed to God in his heart to give him a little hope, but today that poor little hope was shattered in front of his eyes.

Mei Shao held his hand hanging by the side, and kissed the shallow scar on his wrist very tenderly, like a little beast that had lost its love, pecking at his scar over and over again, trying to get some response.

Since the reunion, Bai Bingchen seldom expressed his love. He just swallowed the pain silently, silently stood in front of Mei Shao, and took over all the misunderstandings and scars, but he never yelled out the pain.

Every time Bai Bingchen stood in front of him, those memories that Mei Shao had neglected and scattered in the old time stood in his mind very clearly at this moment.

When he was young, he was drunk and went crazy in a restaurant. It was Bai Bingchen's hands that prevented him from jumping down; when he followed his father's first expedition and failed, when he hid in the room and suppressed himself, it was these hands that hugged him tenderly; After high school, these hands were used to handle political affairs for me who traveled around the rivers and lakes; these hands were the ones that resisted the pain of broken tendons for myself during the torture in the prison; The earrings are these hands; in order to protect himself from being hurt by the first emperor, they pushed Zhao Zhen to the throne step by step, and it was these hands that took the glass of poisoned wine in King Jing's account; It was these hands, it was these hands that Zai Pingdu made noodles for his birthday, even after they made love, they stroked his face and kissed him softly.

In the past seven years, or the ten years since they met each other, Bai Bingchen has never stood in front of Mei Shao, sacrificed his arrogance, sacrificed his martial arts, sacrificed his health, and gradually burned away. took his own life.

Bai Bingchen, who was covered in bruises, turned his head and said the last sentence, "It doesn't matter" because he was afraid that he would be worried.

Mei Shao's low and hoarse cry overflowed from his kissing wrist, he slowly closed his hands, interlocking fingers with Bai Bingchen, but there was no response.

"Yanfang... Yanfang...my Yanfang..." Mei Shao let go of her hand lightly, buried her head under his palm, called him over and over again, and choked up asking who she used to be. The question asked coquettishly.

"Yanfang... do I... look good? Take a look at me, take a look at me, okay?" Mei Shao begged him.

At this moment, there should be a hand running down his head, and then caressing the corners of his eyes, so that when he raises his head, he will be able to meet a pair of smiling eyes and a gentle voice.

Mei Shao imagined all this, but nothing happened.

That hand just hung limply by the side, refusing to give him any warmth.

He just wanted to leave with scars all over his body, without wanting anything, how could Mei Shao agree.

Mei Shao sat up with tears all over her face, opened the wooden box that was warmed by her own body temperature, glanced at the sleeping golden Gu worm inside, and smiled at Bai Bingchen.

"Yanfang, don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid, this time I will stand in front of you.

He restrained his smile, and put the dagger into his chest expressionlessly.

Blood flowed down his fingers and dripped into the wooden box.

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The author says:

Because I was crying while coding, my brain hurts, so I quickly posted it so that everyone can cry with me for a while~