refuse to be a teacher

--Who are you?

--who are you?

Before he finished speaking, the porcelain box full of ointment fell to the ground with a loud "bang", and fell to pieces in an instant.

Yan Jue's pupils suddenly constricted, and all the color faded from his pale face in an instant, and was quickly swallowed up by the rush of panic and helplessness.

But at this moment, Xue Lan blinked again because of those shiny black eyes, and was about to play a little game pretending to be stupid, but when she saw Yan Jue's complexion suddenly changed, she also panicked.

"Master, Master?" He called a few times, but his eyes focused at once, and seeing Yan Jue's eyelashes twitching up and down uncontrollably, he didn't care about other things for a while, stepped forward, grabbed him, and pulled him towards him. In his arms, he whispered in shock and fear: "Master, I'm sorry, did I scare you? I... I just pretended to play. I'm fine, I'm fine, don't be like this, don't be like this ..."

Yan Jue half-closed his eyes, and rested his forehead on Xue Lanyin's shoulder, but his body was shaking slightly involuntarily, as if he was afraid of something, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.Xue Lan was so frightened that half of her soul flew away, how could she have time to finish that amnesia scene?At this moment, I just wish I could have two more hands to hold Yan Jue on top of his head as an offering, so that I can serve him with gold, silver and jewels for a lifetime.

"Master, my good master, I won't pretend anymore, I won't pretend any more...I'll warm your hands, beat your back, and do whatever you want me to do." Xue Lanyin gently patted her through the cloth. On the back of Yan Jue, he said swearingly, "Go up the mountain of swords, go down into the sea of ​​fire, I will not hesitate-as long as you are well, don't get angry, don't get sick from anger, okay?"

Yan Jue let him hold him like this, squinted his eyes, and listened to him whispering in his ear with weakness all over his body. It took a long time to barely get over his breath.

Xue Lan thought that the first thing he would do would be to swear, and didn't want to wait for a long time, but only heard Yan Jue's Adam's apple move up and down, and asked in a hoarse voice: "...Are you okay?"

"Hey, what can I do?" Xue Lan said with her hands on her forehead. If you don't like me, you can beat me if you want to."

Yan Jue gently pushed him away from his arms, turned around and went to clean up the broken porcelain boxes all over the floor. Xue Lan saw that he was out of his mind, and was afraid that he would cut his hand indiscriminately, so she hurried over to stop him: "Okay... All right, all right! Don't move around, I'll do it, I'll do it."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and squatted on the ground, carefully gathering those tiles together.While he was busy with his work, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Jue sitting cross-legged on the couch in a daze, a pair of slender phoenix eyes sadly hanging down to the mottled and fragmented evening light on the ground, as if countless sand had been mixed in.

For some reason, Xue Lanyin suddenly remembered the words that Qin Huan said vaguely during the day today.

——I hope that he will be relieved of his knots in the future, and there will be no more pain and torment.

——He didn't want to see me, but he got himself involved again, bullying himself, and regretting it in the end.

Qin also said that Yan cheated.

What is knot?Entwined in the deepest part of my heart, that giant net that cannot be untied?

As Xue Lan lowered her head, Yan Jue's panic-stricken appearance flashed in his mind for no reason, and it really seemed that he was trapped in some lingering nightmare in the dark.

He thought for a while, then turned around, and solemnly called out to Yan: "Master."

"……Um?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I... that..." Xue Lan pondered for a long time on the words, but finally squeezed out only three words: "I'm sorry."

Yan Jue seemed to be a little distracted, and after a while, he came down to the bed with the oil lamp in hand, turned to the cabinet and found a new box of ointment, handed it to him, and said, "You have nothing to do to me."

His voice gradually calmed down, like a wave without a trace after the rushing water: "Your hands and feet grow on your body. Where you want to go and what you want to do are all your own business."

Xue Lan took the ointment and held it in her palm, looked at it for a while, and suddenly smiled again.

The "I'm sorry" he keeps repeating is in principle an apology to Yan Jue for his pretentious and stupid behavior just now. Unexpectedly, Yan Jue was thinking about something in his mind, but it was Xue Lan who said it Because today I followed Yi Shangxian to see the master.By mistake, a nonsensical farce was skipped over by accident, and in the end, there was almost no mention of it.

Because this bastard has always been careless and careless, Xue Lan couldn't judge whether the situation is good or bad, so she was stunned for a while, simply lowered her head, put the ointment in her hand aside, and didn't think about taking care of her body for a week Spotted bruises, but smiled and squeezed back to the edge of the bed, and shamelessly pulled Yan Yao's hands in his sleeves and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Come on, Master, your hands are so cold , Let the apprentice continue to cover you...?"

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, but before he realized what happened, Xue Lan gently snatched his hands and sleeves over with a pair of claws, held them in his palms, pressed them against his chest, and rubbed them meticulously.Yan Hao was not used to being treated like this, and always felt that he seemed a little too familiar.So he endured it patiently for a while, then Fang opened his mouth and called out in a low voice: "Xue Xiaomao, you..." When he lowered his eyes, he saw Xue Lan gently clasping his fingers between his fingers, caressing him up and down earnestly and clumsily. , as if completing a serious and important task.

Yan Jue moved his lips, and suddenly he swallowed half of the word "Farewell", half choked in his throat, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Xue Lan lowered her eyebrows and didn't raise her head.After thinking about it carefully, Fang seemed to think of something, and said to Yan, "Are you really scared, Master?"

Yan Jue didn't speak.

"I won't tease you like this in the future, I won't tease you like this anymore, really!" Xue Lanyin said while squinting his eyes and sneaking a look at his expression, "I just wanted to play around, how would you know... you Such a big reaction."

Yan Jue was silent for a moment, and only wrote lightly: "...it's all right."

Because Xue Lan looked up at him, for some reason, a heart that should have been relaxed sank down, as if it weighed a thousand catties, and no matter how hard she grasped it, she couldn't lift it up easily.

"Master, master today..." He hesitated and hesitated.

Yan Jue naturally saw that he was hesitant to speak, but he didn't stop him: "Speak."

"Master told me, you have a heart..." Xue Lan calmed down, ambiguously, and finally made a confession, "He sent me back to ask you something, but I don't know what to ask. "

Yan Jue moved, and slowly pulled his hands out of his palms.Xue Lan panicked, thinking that he should be angry again, but after a while, he saw Yan Jue took the ointment that had been put aside, dipped some on his fingertips, and directly stuck it to Xue Lan because of a slight A bruised forehead.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Jue put medicine on his face expressionlessly and said, "He thinks too much, no wonder he's not sober."

Xue Lan thought to herself, how could anyone say that about her master?But after thinking about it, I felt that I was not much better.After all, it's fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps, so I can only respond to his words in embarrassment and bewilderment: "Who said there is no? Maybe you have something in your heart, even you can't explain it yourself?"

"What's in my heart, you know better than me?" Yan Jue made him laugh angrily, dug out a big lump of ointment, patted it on his arm, spread it evenly, and said, "I really want to know Yes, let's hear it... Hiss, calm down, don't move around, wipe your eyes in a while!"

"No... what kind of medicine do you have?" The medicine is cold in nature, but it can stimulate heat when injured. Xue Lan is also a sensitive/active person, so Yan Jue grinned and broke free in a few or two times. Said, "Slow, slow, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Master, this... this hurts more than the bad old man poking me with a sword!"

"...You deserve it!" Yan Jue didn't know where the sudden anger came from, he stretched out his hand and forcibly twisted Xue Lanyin's chin, forcing him to huddle on the edge of the bed, unable to move, and then stared at him coldly for a while, Throwing off another thin blanket and covering it under him, he said in a slow voice: "Lie down well, is there any other injuries?"

Because Xue Lan was nestled in the soft couch where Yan Jue had slept just now, like a cat, she curled up into a ball and seemed to have rested, her pair of penetrating and clear eyes were blinking slightly.

"No, I said earlier that it was a flesh injury. At best, it hurts a little, but it's not a problem." He said softly, "You can lie down too...Master, I can feel better if you lie down."

Yan Jue was a little helpless, but he didn't say any more words to refuse. He lifted the thin blanket slightly sideways, and lay down next to Xue Lanyin's shoulder.

Summer is mostly sweltering, but Yan Jue's body is unexpectedly cold.Xue Lan subconsciously likes to squeeze into people's arms, and Yan Jue is not used to it, but Xuxu still held him in his arms, not moving much, and never saying a word.

It is rare for the master and the apprentice to sleep side by side on the same couch so closely.It may have been there before, but because Xue Lan doesn't remember much anymore, the memories of the past have been shattered into powder, and if you add some water into it, it will be a pot of messy paste.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth, breaking the silence around him: "Master, what is your knot?"

"Aren't you very clear?" Yan said mockingly, "Better than me, why do you ask?"

"Hey, at a time like this, are you still playing sloppy with me?" Xue Lan patted Yan Jue's shoulders back and forth, like a good buddy, and said nonsense with a little reproach, "Master, it's been a hundred years of cultivation. Crossing the same boat, sleeping together after thousands of years of practice! Our good master and apprentice on the same bed, occasionally talk about pillow talk, can't you come to something real?"

Xue Lan had originally thought that Yan Jue would tell him to go away.But unexpectedly, the stern and ruthless master didn't kick him today, but just withdrew the slapping paw aside, and corrected him coldly: "Ordinary people's pillow talk is all sweet talk, you Do you want to believe it too?"

"Believe it." Xue Lan looked at him with her arms propped up half of her head, "I'll believe anything you say."

The twilight of night has diffused a little into the house, and it is no longer as bright red as when the sun sets in the evening.Xue Lan looked at Yan Jue with a smile like this, her soft thin lips seemed to have a handful of honey smeared.

"Like jade is not jade, or someone who is jade..." His voice was low and slow, but his narrow eyes remained motionless, reflecting all the broken light from the sky into the depths of Yan Jue's pupils, "You can be deceived, but you can't be ignored .” After a pause, he smiled again, “Is that what you said, or Yu?”