Lu Yunchu had a very long dream, in which he dreamed of his past life which had long since become unclear.
In the dream, she sat on a bench in the orphanage and cried all the time. Her candy was snatched away by other children, and she had been beaten before, so she could only find a place to cry.
She cried and cried, and suddenly a shadow approached. The sunlight was too bright, and Lu Yunchu could not see the shadow's face clearly, and only saw a stick of maltose in the shadow's hand.
Pass the candy to yourself and turn around.
Lu Yunchu hurriedly called her and asked her what her name was. But the man didn't speak, leaving her with only a lonely back. She didn't know why, but Lu Yunchu suddenly realized that the man was a mute.
The dream changed, and she dreamed that she was on her way home from school, and the aroma of roasted pears from a roadside stall wafted through her air. Her classmates all had pocket money to buy them, but she didn't, so she could only crave them.
At this time the man appeared again and handed her a baked pear.
She quickly took it and scooped a spoonful into her mouth. Strangely, she couldn't taste the flavor, but she could feel that it was very sweet. It was the sweetness of the taste buds, the sweetness of the heart, the sweetness of having someone to accompany her in this lonely world.
She opened her eyes dazedly and lifted the cloak that covered herself.
Coming out of the darkness, she was too used to the light and felt it was a bit dazzling. She looked at the silhouette at the door with blurry eyes.
A tall and thin man was squatting at the door, with a mountain cat lying in front of him. The picture was outlined with a faint halo by the backlight.
She blinked, gradually adjusting to the light.
The mountain cat's face was covered with snowflakes. When it entered the deserted temple, the snowflakes melted when it sat on the fire, and it became wet and uncomfortable.
It shook its fur to shake off the snow and water.
Wen Zhan squatted in front of it, stroking its head soothingly and wiping away the water droplets with a towel.
The wild and unruly mountain cat was surprisingly well behaved under its touch, curling up into a ball and trying to arch its way into its palm.
Lu Yunchu's attention fell on her hands, which were slender, white, with well-defined joints. Her movements were so gentle, they must be very comfortable.
Feeling the gaze, Wen Zhan turned around and saw that she had woken up with a smile on her face.
Before he could wake up, Lu Yunchu blurted out: "Can you hug me?"
Wen Zhan was stunned and a little confused.
Lu Yunchu regretted it the moment she said it. The backlight, the comfortable caress, the coquettish mountain cat... She felt particularly healed watching this scene, and suddenly such a strange thought popped up in her mind, but who knew she would actually say it out loud.
Her confused mind finally came to its senses and she smiled awkwardly. Just as she was about to speak, Wen Zhan suddenly put down his handkerchief.
She stood up, walked towards Lu Yunchu and hugged her.
She blinked stupidly, and it was not until his body temperature was transferred to her body that she realized that he was hugging her tightly.
And he held her so tightly that she felt like she was about to burst out buried in his chest.
The air smelled so good that Lu Yunchu began to feel dizzy again.
She quietly raised her hand, wanting to hug Wen Zhan back, but as soon as her hand touched his back, she felt his body stiffen and he suddenly pushed her away.
Lu Yunchu was embarrassed and explained randomly: "I just think it's warmer this way. If I'm sorry to offend you—"
Wen Zhan lowered his head, grabbed her wrist and moved it in front of her.
Only then did Lu Yunchu realize that his hands were wrapped into two white balls by the cloth.
She shook her hands in confusion and looked at Wen Zhan.
Wen Zhan came in a hurry and didn't bring any paper or pen. Her hand was injured, so she couldn't write on her hand. She could only look at her with a pair of black and white eyes, her face full of anger.
angry
Lu Yunchu was sure that she had made a mistake. She thought about it and finally remembered that she seemed to have hurt her hand when she was holding the reins.
She moved her fingers, pulling the wound and causing her to hiss in pain.
Wen Zhan quickly grabbed her wrist to stop her from moving.
Lu Yunchu looked at Xi. Xi's eyes were dark and bright, like glass beads soaked in spring water, which made people feel soft and trembling in their hearts.
"Are you... angry?" She was really confused.
Wen Zhan shook his head, and before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, he nodded again.
She didn't understand and looked at him in confusion.
Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Lu Yunchu was anxious by nature, he quickly stood up to see the man's expression clearly, pressed his hand on the ground, and screamed on the spot.
"Ah—" She pulled her hand back and shook it off in pain.
Wen Zhan quickly looked up, grabbed her wrist with concern, and frowned.
His expression had never been so fierce before. He pursed his lips and looked like he had a lot of complaints.
Lu Yunchu was a heartless person. His first reaction was that he had never seen anything like this before and it was very new.
She pretended to groan: "Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much."
Wen Zhan pursed his lips even tighter.
Ouch! She smiled secretly in her heart and continued to wail: "My hand is going to break, woo woo."
Wen Zhan's face became even gloomier, and he suddenly let go of Lu Yunchu's wrist, lowered his head, and his shoulders slumped.
This action made his whole body feel more sorrowful and sad, as if there was a dark cloud above his head and heavy rain was falling.
Only then would she ask Wen Zhan "what's wrong?" She would just continue to hum: "Yes, the wound has split open, I feel it is bleeding, it hurts so much."
Wen Zhan came back to life again, raised his head listlessly, held her hand, and wanted to unwrap the bandage to take a look.
When she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a shadow on her pupils, making them look misty and extremely sad. She looked like a wild cat rolling around in the fire at the door, all wet.
She withdrew her hand: "Ah, it suddenly hurts, I think it's wrong."
Wen Zhan was even sadder. The wet atmosphere on his body became more and more serious, causing the mountain cats rolling around at the door to quiet down and look over here with their ears drooped.
This was an injury outside the plot, but Lu Yunchu didn't care at all: "It's okay, I'll be fine soon."
She nudged Wen Zhan with her elbow. Wen Zhan nodded and raised his eyes, his moonlit eyes shimmering, and from this angle he looked aggrieved.
Lu Yunchu was thinking: "What do you want to say?" She hesitated, "Well, my hand is injured, you can just write something on my back."
Wen Zhan glanced at her, and just when she was about to move away guiltily, he stood up and walked towards the fire.
Seeing the man use dry firewood to pick out a burnt piece of wood from the fire, Lu Yunchu held back his anger and gritted his teeth.
The deception failed, alas.
Seeing her gritting her teeth, the bobcat silently retracted its tail and stared at her with its round eyes, understanding the dirty thoughts of humans.
When the roasted black branch cooled down a little, Wen Zhan wrapped it with a handkerchief and brought the branch towards him.
Lu Yunchu quickly straightened his expression.
Wen Zhan squatted beside her and said to the ground: Your hand is seriously injured.
Fortunately, Lu Yunchu thought, it is a hundred times better than breaking a leg.
"Compared to your injury, this is nothing."
This did not comfort Wen Zhan, so he continued: If I had been a step later—
At this point, the branch stopped, and the rest of the words continued.
Lu Yunchu was still laughing. She was very happy: "Then your leg is broken. But this didn't happen. I'm so happy."
Wen Zhan continued the conversation and wrote a new line: You asked me to wait for you to come back.
"Hmm." Lu Yunchu spoke very slowly and waited patiently, responding twice like he was coaxing a child.
This time Wen Zhan became even happier. He tilted his head, pursed his lips, and half-glared at her.
The snowy wind outside blew in, making the broken temple door creak. The mountain cat rolled over and meowed fiercely at its imaginary enemy.
Lu Yunchu quickly shut up and tried to act serious.
Wen Zhan followed up that sentence with: I’ll wait.
Yes, Lu Yunchu nodded. If she asked him to wait for her to come back, he would definitely wait obediently. Just like before, he would sit by the window and wait obediently, looking out from afar.
—But you didn’t come back.
After finishing this sentence, he felt that something was wrong, so he used a branch to cross it out, and then he said slowly, word by word: I will wait until you come back.
Lu Yunchu's heart skipped a beat and he felt inexplicably sad.
He buried his head so low that even the fuzzy hair on top of his head hung down.
—So I came out to find you.
—But I was late.
Lu Yunchu suddenly realized something a little bit later. It turned out that he was angry at himself just now
"It's too late." She didn't know how to comfort Wen Zhan, "It's too late. I just hurt my hand, not my leg!" She hadn't been able to escape the fate in her previous two lives, but she had escaped it in this life. There was no reason to celebrate. There was no reason to be upset.
These words made Wen Zhan even more depressed.
He paused, and was reluctant to start writing.
Just when Lu Yunchu wanted to continue his clumsy comfort, Wen Zhan started writing on the ground again. This time the words were very clear and urgent, and the characters became sloppy.
—But I found you. I searched for you for a long time.
Wen Zhan suddenly took a short breath, as if he was extremely suffocated, and had to take a deep breath to catch his breath. Of course, it also seemed like he was choking.
He said quickly: The horses were running very slowly, and the snow was too heavy to cover our tracks...
Before she finished saying the last word, Lu Yunchu put his arms around her.
She moved so violently that she almost threw herself on Wen Zhan's body. He froze for a moment, not daring to move for fear of hurting the wound on her hand.
"You are amazing. You found me so quickly and saved me from danger." She put her head on his shoulder and whispered, "Thank you, A-Zhan."
"Meow!" A fox-like cry of bullying was heard. It turned out that a spark had exploded on the mountain cat's tail, scaring it so much that it jumped up, with its tail puffed up like a fox's.
Wen Zhan moved the branch he held, stiff as a stone, and subconsciously retracted his arms and shoulders so that she could wrap her arms around him better, without touching his bandaged hands.
He was so timid, as if to prevent her from getting hurt. He could cooperate and give in without any bottom line, and give in to her demands.
Lu Yunchu rubbed his shoulder: "Yes." She thanked him sincerely, hiding the change of fate that could not be expressed in words, "I almost broke my leg, it hurt a lot. It was snowing heavily, and my hot blood froze quickly in the snow. It was cold and painful."
Wen Zhan's breathing became very light, and his eyelashes trembled constantly.
"So, this little injury is nothing." She smiled and said, "Don't be angry."
Her indifferent laughter made Wen Zhan suddenly turn his head to look at her. He frowned, half-stared, and frowned at the corners of his mouth, looking angry.
But his face was misty, the corners of his eyes were a little red, his breathing was disordered, he was holding his breath, he felt sad and aggrieved, and he was very angry, and he didn't know who he was angry with.
Oops. Lu Yunchu thought to himself, this is terrible, this... this is really the case.
She just almost broke her leg. If you knew that in her previous two lives, she only broke her leg and was shot by an arrow twice, you would definitely cry out of heartache.
After just a glance, Wen Zhan immediately tilted his head, lowered his head, and looked diagonally down at the ground to hide the wet emotions in his eyes.
This is... too much, Lu Yunchu cursed in his heart.
"Ouch!" She pretended that she had not stood firmly, with her arms still around him, and used the force to throw herself forward, suddenly bringing her face to touch the side of his face.
Stick it!
It's just that her willpower is not strong enough, her thoughts are slipping, and she is scheming to stick with him, but the temptation is too strong!
"Meow!" A howl was heard, and the sudden increase in snow wind outside blew the flames onto the bobcat's tail, singeing a tuft of fur. It was startled and jumped up suddenly, flapping its arms and legs in the air, and rolled on the ground, its fur all fluffy like a sheep.
It shrank its head in startle and read the air vigilantly, fearing that the flame that had just licked it would come out and lick it again.
His whole body was tense and stiff, and he pretended to be calm and composed, looking very aggressive - just like Wen Zhan at this moment.