Cold and warm depend on each other

In the dark night, Xue Wanxiang supported Su Zhe's shoulders, and took off her clothes. Under the shabby winter quilt, her body was warm and hot, and she felt unusually hot in her arms.

Although the night was so gloomy that she couldn't see the other party, Xue Wanxiang's face slowly turned red.Biting her trembling lips slightly, she retracted her body into the quilt, wrapped her arms around Su Zhe's strong neck, wrapped her shoulders, and hugged her tightly into her arms.

Outside the window, it was raining and ringing, and the ticking winter rain gradually became a torrential trend, shattering on the eaves one after another.A gust of cold wind came in from the gap, Xue Wanxiang shrugged her shoulders, curled up the quilt tightly, and the two of them fit together perfectly.

Su Zhe has a slender figure, a person who has practiced martial arts for many years, but his figure is slim but powerful. Xue Wanxiang's hand caressed her hot back, circled back and touched the wound she had bandaged, she stopped her hand, and was careful to avoid it. Wound, gently stroked her arm.Her breath was hot, falling on her collarbone, indescribably ambiguous.This person, for his own sake, was so desperate that he would even give up his life.

"Fool." Xue Wanxiang's nose was sour, but for some reason there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

People say that a person dies for a confidant. She and Su Zhe have been ups and downs for half a year, experienced one thing after another, and never gave up on each other. Are they considered confidants?

Forget it.So I feel sorry for her, sad for her, and willing to give up my life for her.

"Get well soon. I'll wait for you to get better. Let's go back to Linhuai City, and I will buy you a lot of delicious food to make you happy every day." Xue Wanxiang's cheek was pressed against Su Zhe's forehead, and her breathing gradually sank , When I wake up tomorrow, it would be great if I could see your bright smile.

Su Zhe woke up in the morning light. She was sweating and felt refreshed.The doors and windows of the room were closed, and the light was dim. She blinked, and touched something extremely soft on her hand, like a touch of warm jade falling on her palm.

She couldn't help pinching.

"Hmm..." Xue Wanxiang was woken up by her pinch, she half-opened her eyes, and before she could fully wake up, she felt that someone was pressing down on the nephrite fragrance on her chest, and even closed her palms to cover her and rubbed it. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A shy scream broke through the dilapidated hut, Xue Wanxiang raised her hand, and slapped her across the face.

"Snapped!"

Su Zhe was stunned by the slap.

Xue Wanxiang was panting, her heart was beating fast, and on second thought, ah, this is Su Zhe! !

"You...?! Are you awake?? Ah Zhe!!" She laughed and screamed happily, the morning light came in through the cracks in the window drawers, and the dimly lit house lit up beams of light, The two of them had changed positions to hug at some point, she curled up in Su Zhe's arms and pouted her head up, her thin lips could touch her chin with opening and closing.

"Wan Xiang." Su Zhe's voice was waxy.

Xue Wanxiang was so happy that she sat up abruptly and reached out to touch her forehead.

Fever gone! ! !

Su Zhe's eyes adapted to the light in the cabin, and gradually he could see things clearly.She just stared blankly at Xue Wanxiang sitting up and embracing the quilt, the winter quilt slid down along with her movements, passed the bare/naked back, and slid all the way to the waist and abdomen.

A pair of plump white snow-red plum blossoms were exposed, against the light, like the silhouette of a high mountain, still gorgeous and eye-catching, directly hitting Su Zhe's three souls and seven souls, almost shaking her out of her wits.

"Wan Xiang..." she murmured, like a sigh.

"What's the matter with you? Is there any discomfort? Wait a minute, I'll make medicine for you after breakfast." Xue Wanxiang said leaning over to touch her cheek.

uh... leaning over... more and more...

Su Zhe's nose burned, and something hot came out.

"Ahhh! Why are you having a nosebleed??" Xue Wanxiang exclaimed, pressing her down frantically.

Su Zhe himself was also frightened. Seeing her rushing towards her, he had to hold her arm with one hand, and press the other hand... embarrassment... on her chest again.

The blood flowed faster, and Xue Wanxiang had tears in her eyes, just as if she could not tell what serious injury had erupted, and she was so anxious that she couldn't care about being treated lightly, but Su Zhe said vaguely: "It's too...too big... ..."

Xue Wanxiang was taken aback, and asked, "What's too big?"

Su Zhe withdrew his hand embarrassingly, it was so soft.

She didn't speak, but Xue Wanxiang suddenly understood.

"You!!!" She really wanted to slap her again, what should I do! ! !

When the old woman knocked on the door with a bowl of rough rice porridge, Xue Wanxiang had already dressed and helped Su Zhe tidy up.So what the old woman saw was Wuzhishan with Su Zhe holding half of his face, with toilet paper stuffed in his nose.

This……? ? ?

She couldn't figure out why her "son" became such an honor overnight, but fortunately, firstly, her old eyes were dim and she couldn't see clearly, and secondly, as long as "son" woke up, it meant that the illness would be cured, "son "Daughter-in-law" no matter how much you toss about, it's all a matter in their room.

Su Zhe already knew the ins and outs from Xue Wanxiang's plain and watery narration. She was still dazed, unable to get up, and she kept thanking her while lying on the bed.With hot eyes, Su Zhe sucked his nose.

Hmm... blocked by toilet paper.

After she woke up, Xue Wanxiang didn't pay her much attention. Although she fed her porridge and showed her her wounds, her tone was indifferent and cold, and she didn't have any expressions on her face, let alone joking.

Su Zhe has been with her for a long time, and he knew that she was angry, so he rubbed against her like a kitten's leg, "Wan Xiang..."

Xue Wanxiang turned around and ignored her.

"I didn't mean to..." She hugged her leg.

Xue Wanxiang was about to get up, and she was afraid that the wound would be involved, so she ignored it, Su Zhe raised her head again, and looked at her eagerly: "I was wrong...I'm sorry. I didn't wake up at the time, you see I still have a fever Let's go." She had a stuffy nose and spoke in a low voice.The eyes blinked, full of innocence.

Xue Wanxiang looked down at her stupid look, and couldn't help a "puchi" smile.

Seeing her smile, Su Zhe put his arms around her lap and hugged her waist.

Xue Wanxiang raised her slender finger, and tapped her forehead fiercely, "You big bastard!"

"Yes. I'm a big bastard." She giggled.

Feeling dizzy after a long fight, Xue Wanxiang helped her to lie back down.At night, Su Zhe's high fever recurred a bit, but it was probably not a problem.

It was already the third day after the wind and rain cleared. Xue Wanxiang went to the village chief's house to mix a bucket of rice and two buckets of white flour, tied them in small cloth bags, and moved them back with great effort (nine cows and two tigers were really not enough) Describe it!), the old woman and Su Zhe were stunned.

The first thing she brought back was a bucket of rice, she took a breath, went out again, walked dozens of steps, with both hands vigorously, picked up a bucket of white flour, and walked back in small steps.

Su Zhe understood, she was transported back in batches from the village chief's house one stop at a time.She ran out immediately, and the old woman couldn't help screaming behind her.

"I'll do it." Su Zhe stretched out his hand and took the bag of rice noodles from Xue Wanxiang's hand.

Xue Wanxiang flipped her wrist and avoided it.Su Zhe was still waiting to be robbed, Xue Wanxiang said angrily: "Look for a while, the wound will open. Go back!"

The clothes on Su Zhe's shoulders slipped off, and she folded her shoulders and smiled: "When I was practicing on Junshan, any stone load I took would be heavier than this, so it's fine."

Xue Wanxiang threw the bag of rice flour on the ground and shouted, "Are you going back?!"

Su Zhe withdrew his hand and looked at her eagerly, his eyes flickering, like a kitten who was born not long ago.

Xue Wanxiang had a headache. She had "sequelae" from the injury this time, and would sell her innocence at every turn.Every time I was cheated by her, I still followed this trick.

Su Zhe took the bag of rice noodles, held her hand and said, "It's really all right. Didn't the doctor say, let me move too, don't sit all day, it's not good for recovery."

The two walked back while talking, Su Zhe put down the cloth bag, slipped out and brought back the second bucket of white noodles.He came back with the white noodles and a small piece of meat.

For dinner that day, I made three delicacies dumplings, with cabbage grown by the old woman, corn hanging from the eaves, and fresh meat bought from the village chief's house.

The old woman's bowl was so soft that it could be cut and eaten directly with a spoon.The old woman was very happy, she hadn't eaten such a sweet meal for a long time, not only because of the meat, but also because someone was with her.

Su Zhe took the initiative to wash the dishes after filling his stomach, Xue Wanxiang glared at him, she was honest again, and sat down to talk with the old woman.

Xue Wanxiang packed up the bowls and chopsticks and took them to the kitchen, the dim light overflowed through the window paper, with a warm color.Su Zhe sat in the main room and watched from a distance, thinking that this is the feeling of "home".

Before the last dose of medicine was used up, Xue Wanxiang invited the doctor, changed Su Zhe's wound medicine, and checked his pulse again.The doctor said that Su Zhe was young and had a good foundation. Another person might not be able to survive such a severe high fever. I never thought that this child could recover so quickly.While speaking, he sold himself and boasted, "My medicine is really effective, and there are no people in the world who say yes! You guys, it's lucky that you met me, so you can get rid of the fever."

Su Zhe smiled and didn't answer, and slipped to Xue Wanxiang with his eyes bent.Knowing that she was thinking about that night again, Xue Wanxiang gritted her teeth and reached under the quilt, grabbed the flesh on her arm and twisted it hard!

Su Zhe gritted his teeth, the doctor asked what's wrong, where is it still hurt?Su Zhe said with a wry smile, it's okay, the wound is a little uncomfortable.

Xue Wanxiang glanced at her and turned her back.

After another seven or eight days, the wound gradually healed, Su Zhe stood in the small courtyard stretching his arms, Xue Wanxiang took a man's long gown and put it on her body, it was left by the old woman's son.

Su Zhe folded his clothes and asked, "Let's set off in two days. It will get colder if we wait any longer, and the road will be difficult to walk."

Xue Wanxiang responded, but didn't say much.

Su Zhe took her hand and asked, "What's the matter? Miss your father?"

Xue Wanxiang was stunned, and said lightly with lowered eyebrows: "My father... my father... two years ago, he also passed away..."

"Ah." It was Su Zhe's turn to be stunned.It took a while before he called out in a low voice: "Wan Xiang..."

Xue Wanxiang looked back and smiled, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, "It's okay. Don't worry. He went to find my mother. I just hope that this time, he won't let her down or make her sad again."

Su Zhe looked at her blankly, and a voice in his heart said, Wanxiang, I will never let you down, never let you down, okay?