When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Into the backyard, just as Hanada thought.

Jianjian was like when he closed his eyes a year ago, lying quietly in the spiritual circle, with a smile on his mouth, as if he was fast asleep.

Hanada approached the spirit circle, knelt down, and carefully touched Jianjian's forehead with his fingers.

A sense of familiarity that I haven't had in a long time.

Kaneken, can you feel it?

Tears of a year's delay poured out instantly, and Hanada lay on Kaneken's body, sobbing non-stop.

In the quiet afternoon, the warm sun penetrated the spiritual circle and hit the bodies of Hanada and Jianjian. From a distance, the two blended into one.

Lan Zijun and the others stood not far away, silently looking at the trembling back of Huatian, no one stepped forward to comfort, and no one left.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes and it is another year.

"Come, come, let's eat." Wei Zhi brought a basin of dumplings to the table, and steaming mist filled the whole room.

Several people sat around the table, their chopsticks eagerly stretched out.

"What's the rush, Huatian hasn't come yet." After looking around, Lan Zijun knocked off Qingteng's hand.

Qingteng withdrew her hand aggrievedly, and settled on the chair obediently.

"Lord Lan, since when did you miss Master Hua so much?" Zhong Li teased.

Lan Zijun glared at Zhongli, got up and went to the backyard.

"Why is he staring at you!" Shen Changliu slapped the table and stood up, shaking his fist in the direction Lan Zijun left.

Zhong Li hugged Shen Changliu, pulled him onto his lap and fixed him: "He didn't stare at me, be honest, wait for dinner."

"Zhongli, you're getting tough!" Shen Changliu twisted Zhongli's ear and shouted at him.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Zhong Li begged for mercy, covering his head.

Seeing Zhongli's cowardly appearance, Wei Zhi hilariously laughed non-stop.

"Is it funny?" Chai Qiming glared at Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi immediately shut his mouth tightly and refilled a cup of hot tea for Chai Qiming.

A few were playing around, chatting and waiting for Huatian to come.

Today's winter solstice, the ever-spring snow-capped mountains are also covered with a thin layer of frost, but this cold winter day has a layer of temperature raised by fireworks and heating.

Huatian hugged the quilt and wrapped Jianjian tightly, because it was cold at night, afraid of freezing Jianjian's bones.

Sitting next to Kaneken, Hanada took a closer look at Kaneken's fair face again, never tired of looking at it, as if he could wake up someday.

"Jianjian, today is the winter solstice. I asked Wei Zhi to make dumplings stuffed with cabbage. He insisted on making dumplings with leek stuffing. He said that Chai Qiming likes to eat them. I really want to drive him out."

"Shen Changliu is so fierce. He beats Zhongli every day. You are the best. You have never hit me."

"I saw Qingteng sneak into Lan Zijun's room yesterday, guess what, Lan Zijun didn't drive him out, what do you think they did last night?"

"..."

Hanada chattered about trivial matters with Jianjian, and before he knew it, the sky was filled with stars.

Letting out a breath of air, Hanada rubbed his hands, feeling a little cold.

"Why don't I sleep with you tonight." After finishing speaking, Huatian got into the bed, half-embracing Jianjian, never leaving his eyes.

Much warmer.

Hanada made a plan and slept like this in the future.

"Hua Tian, ​​why don't you come..." Lan Zijun came to the backyard, and the two wrapped up in silkworm chrysalis, Lan Zijun stopped talking.

Sighing, Lan Zijun withdrew to the lobby.

"Where's Mrs. Hua?" Wei Zhi asked, his stomach was already growling.

"Clean up, let's go to the backyard to eat." Lan Zijun summoned a few.

A few had no objection, and moved the full table of dishes to the backyard, and the heat came to the backyard along with it, bringing warmth to the whole yard.

"My lord, let's get up and eat first." Wei Zhi held up a table and put it in front of Huatian, and then Chai Qiming put a pot of dumplings on it.

Several stood in a row waiting for the flower field.

Hanada came out of the warm blanket, tucked the corner of the blanket for Kaneken, and then sat down.

Seeing Hua Tian on the table, several people also sat around.

In the past few days, Huatian is not in a good mood, and the couple carefully take care of Huatian's emotions.

"Seven years have passed, and Jianjian is still as usual." Hua Tian came up and asked them to pause and be silent for a while.

Zhong Li interrupted first: "That's right, Jian Jian's skin is still so good."

Wei Zhi hurriedly answered: "Yes, yes, Jianjian's hands are slipperier than the teacher's wife."

"What!" Shen Changliu patted the table and knocked Wei Zhi's head with his chopsticks.

Wei Zhi didn't dodge, waiting for Shen Changliu to knock.

Halfway through, the chopsticks were caught by another pair of chopsticks and stopped in midair.

Seeing that the strength disappeared, Chai Qiming let go of Shen Changliu's chopsticks, went around to the basin and picked up a dumpling to eat.

Wei Zhi happily gave Chai Qiming a bowl full of dumplings. Chai Qiming just ate without talking.

Shen Changliu put down his chopsticks angrily, and glanced at Zhongli.

What to do, you can figure it out for yourself.

Zhongli picked up a dumpling, stuffed it into Shen Changliu's mouth, and said, "They're all juniors, and they've been scorned by them."

When Zhongli said this, Shen Changliu became angry again, but he seemed to be humble, so he ate the dumplings brought by Zhongli listlessly.

Qingteng imitated Zhongli, and stuffed a dumpling into Lan Zijun's mouth.

Lan Zijun glared at Qingteng, and Qingteng took back the dumplings resentfully.

"Why take it back!" Lan Zijun shouted.

Qingteng's eyes lit up, she raised her hand up, shaking the chopsticks holding the dumpling, and carefully continued to Lan Zijun's mouth.

Lan Zijun bit off the dumpling in one bite, quickly turned his body, and looked to one side with erratic eyes.

Qingteng felt refreshed, stuffed a dumpling into her mouth, and licked between the chopsticks that Lan Zijun touched just now.

A few fights, completely diverted the topic.

"Okay, stop making trouble, the dumplings are almost cold, let's eat quickly." Huatian was alone, but became the one to persuade the fight.

The most noisy Lord Yama finally did his duty.

Listening to a few noises every day is enough to annoy Huatian, and he doesn't care about other things.

Only occasionally at night, Huatian would count the past years with his fingers, and it was already the seventh year, and Jianjian hadn't woken up yet.

Lost in thought, slipped out with the dumpling in his hand.

"Aren't the dumplings delicious?" Lan Zijun poured a glass of wine for Huatian and asked with a smile.

Huatian picked up the dumpling, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with wine, which was tasteless.

"It's not tasty, I don't like stuffed chives." Huatian complained loudly.

Wei Zhi was shocked, and gave Huatian a dark look, what to do and what to eat, why are there so many things.

"Why don't I go to Tushita Palace and ask about Hua Gai." Lan Zijun said it a little difficult since he hadn't touched such a name in seven years.

Ivy pulled out from eating, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.

"You and him..." Hua Tian hesitated, he didn't want to embarrass Lan Zijun.

"I am the judge of the underworld, and he is the emperor of the Tiangong. We should have contacts, so it's okay to ask him a word." Lan Zijun comforted Huatian and comforted himself at the same time.

"Thank you." Hanada raised his glass and drank it down.

"Why are you polite?" Lan Zijun waved his hand, there is no need to thank him for the friendship for so many years.