Near noon the next day, Yan Xiaohan stepped on the air in the dream and suddenly woke up.
He lay flat on the bed of the inn, all he could see was the simple blue gauze top, the quilt was tightly tucked to his chin, he was not naked, and the middle clothes were still well worn.
Yan Xiaohan stared at the top of his head slackly for a while, then remembered all the events of last night in the severe headache, first fell into a trap by mistake, then was rescued and taken away, passed out for a while, and then woke up again , Fu Shen appeared in front of his bed... Then there was a long period of confusion and turmoil, he was on the verge of losing control, and his memory of many details was confused, but he could not forget the shuddering joy that was almost carved into the bone marrow. .
Wait... Fu Shen
He subconsciously reached out and touched his side. The other side of the bed was already cold and empty. Yan Xiaohan's heart felt like being pinched and twisted. His face turned pale, he lifted the quilt and stumbled out of bed without even shoes. Wear it and run out barefoot.
What about people? !
Did he have a ridiculous dream, or did it actually happen? Why did Fu Shen suddenly appear here? The person who fought with him last night... who is it
He was so stimulated by the medicine that his brain was still froze, his memory and thinking were in chaos, and he didn't even notice many obvious traces.
Fu Shen happened to be carrying a few paper bags upstairs, and the two came face to face at the entrance of the stairs. He wasn't wearing a mask, and that sharp and handsome face that was undisguised, slammed into Yan Xiaohan's pupils so unexpectedly.
"Awake?" He raised his eyelids, switched the medicine bag to his left hand, and asked calmly and naturally, "Why did you run out without wearing shoes?"
Yan Xiaohan's eyes quickly turned red, and he rushed over and hugged him fiercely.
"Ouch, tap..." Fu Shen patted his slightly trembling back with his free hand, "You will break your waist."
When the words fell, he stopped himself first, feeling that the words seemed a little out of place.
"It's really you..." Yan Xiaohan murmured, "I thought... I'm really stupid..."
The word "Ren" is the same as "people", Sanshui is "Miao", and "Ren Miao" is actually the radical of the word "Fu Shen", as well as the hidden skills, even the so-called "Miss Meng"... So many The obvious clues were in front of him, but he turned a blind eye.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was in danger last night and Fu Shen had to reveal his identity, when would he be able to recognize the person by his side who was with him every day
Fu Shen couldn't help laughing: "It's not smart."
He followed Yan Xiaohan's back up and down, like holding a big child. When he calmed down a little, he held his cold hand, led him back into the room, and pressed him on the bed: "On the ground. It's cold, don't go crazy, go back and sit. I'll go downstairs to find someone to decoct, and by the way, I'll ask Xiao Er to bring hot water up."
Seeing that Yan Xiaohan was in a trance and his face was unable to react, Fu Shen felt uneasy, leaned over and kissed him on the side of the cheek, telling him, "I'll be right back."
Physical contact is more effective than words. Yan Xiaohan's gray eyes finally sparkled with vitality, his ears were slightly red, and he touched Fu Shen's cheek with the back of his hand, "Well, let's go."
He seemed to have finally woken up from the upside-down nightmare. The numbness caused by the high stimulation was gradually replaced by pain, and the cause and effect were connected in his mind. The shattered sanity was picked up and pieced together again, and then it was smashed by countless fragments of lively and fragrant waves.
Yan Xiaohan: "…"
In the past, he was concerned about Fu Shen's body, and he did all the things he didn't dare to do on the night of the bridal chamber.
I don't know if his knees can handle it...
As if thunder and lightning exploded in his mind, he suddenly remembered something he had been accustomed to since he woke up—Fu Shen actually stood up!
The door opened with a "squeak", and Fu Shen walked in. Before opening his mouth, Yan Xiaohan grabbed him: "Jingyuan... What's wrong with your legs?"
"Oh, finally remembered?" Fu Shen lifted the hem of his clothes and showed him the special pair of black boots, "Wubei Division helped to make them, and you can walk as usual after putting them on. Don't worry, I'm not walking with my feet now, right? The leg injury is fine."
His legs were originally straight and slender, and the soles of his feet were raised a few inches by iron sheets. When he stood up, he was almost at the same level as Yan Xiaohan. With the tight black boots and three black-silver iron buckles, his waist and legs were even more slender. Long, tall and straight, it is almost a "temptation" to walk.
Yan Xiaohan coughed uncomfortably. As soon as he thought about it, the headache worsened, and he resisted and said, "Yesterday, no, it was raining so hard the day before yesterday, so you ran in the rain all day? Usually at home on a cloudy day, it hurts and you can't sleep, you..."
Fu Shen blocked his mouth: "I brought the medicine, and Du Leng gave it. After eating, the calf became numb, and I didn't feel it. Anyway, I don't need my calf to walk. It's really okay, I won't lie to you."
"There really is such a panacea, why didn't you use it earlier, but waited until then to take it out?" Yan Xiaohan refused to be fooled, "Don't pretend it's okay to ease my heart."
Fu Shen was speechless, and then surrendered: "Okay, actually there is one point... When I found you yesterday, I told you that I was very sleepy, remember? After taking the medicine, I will feel sleepy, and when I wake up, you guys It's all gone."
"Blame me," Yan Xiaohan said tiredly, rubbing his temples, "If I could have recognized you earlier, I wouldn't have let you suffer so much in vain."
Fu Shen was the most unwilling to listen to this kind of words. He was about to have a seizure. Seeing his haggard expression, he pinched his nose and endured it: "Don't worry about me, think about yourself first. I asked Lang Zhong this morning. There is no doubt that the medicine is Bailusan, this thing is addictive after one use, and it is very difficult to quit. You can send a letter to King Qi, don’t do this errand, and come back to the capital with me for treatment, okay?”
"Why is there Bailusan here?" Yan Xiaohan asked, "The Bailusan in the capital was brought by Taoist Chunyang. Is this the place where Bailusan was produced?"
Fu Shen said: "You don't care whether he is Bai Lusan or Hei Lusan, this thing is addictive and fatal. You know better than me. It's alright to cure yourself first and then worry about the life and death of others!"
Yan Xiaohan shook his head: "Jing Yuan, if it was you, you would also pursue this matter."
"Change your ass!" Fu Shen's fire came to the ground, "What's the difference between this shitty thing falling on you and falling on me? People in the world can't live without you or what? You have to be stubborn!"
After scolding him, he remembered that the doctor once told him that people who have been hit with Bailusan will experience symptoms such as forgetfulness, confusion, trance, depression and other symptoms after the effect of the drug wears off. , I can't scold me in a hurry, I can only accompany him patiently and help him gradually quit. It's a long-lasting job.
—For Fu Shen, it was the old cow pulling the car.
Yan Xiaohan didn't have the strength to argue with him. What Fu Shen said was not unreasonable, but he couldn't listen to anything now. It seemed like a watermelon was on his neck, and even thinking had become an extremely difficult and painful matter. Of course he knew that silence would only make the atmosphere between the two worse, but the surging tiredness and exhaustion, and the depression that had nowhere to tell filled his chest, he really couldn't get the strength to try to save anything. .
Fu Shen stood up frowning, just when Yan Xiaohan thought he was going to slam the door, those black boots stopped in front of the bed: "Forget it... If you don't go back, don't go back, I can't cure you. ."
The heartstrings seemed to have been accidentally plucked, Yan Xiaohan looked up at him very slowly, surprised like a distant tide, even though he had not reached the shore, he could already feel a faint tremor.
Fu Shen pinched the tip of his ear with his hand, showing his affection: "If you don't go back to Beijing, you have to follow me obediently, don't run around, you should take medicine, take medicine, treat your illness, do you agree?"
Yan Xiaohan nodded subconsciously. Fu Shen bowed and kissed him between the eyebrows: "It's okay, don't be afraid, you are obedient, everything is up to me."
He had a strange and reassuring calmness about him, which might be the aura he had trained with soldiers over the years, which made Yan Xiaohan feel that even if the sky was torn apart, Fu Shen would be able to create a place of peace for him.
In fact, Fu Shen also has the desire to be monopolistic, but it is not obvious. When Yan Xiaohan is jumping around, he seems indifferent, and only at this moment does he burst out. The only thought in my heart is that this person must stay under his nose whether in the capital or in Jingzhou. As for King Qi and his errands, fuck it.
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the second child: "Keguan, the hot water is coming!"
Along with the hot water, there was also a table of food. After taking a bath, Yan Xiaohan walked out with a towel twisting his half-dried hair. Seeing that there was a pot of dark brown hot soup on the table, the smell of medicine was tangy, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "what is this?"
Fu Shen served him a bowl and said frankly, "I ordered tonic soup, don't you have a sore waist?"
As soon as Yan Xiaohan heard the word "fill", a suspicious blush appeared in his ears. He was only wearing a single shirt, and the skin on his chest and neck was exposed, so the redness was particularly obvious. Fu Shen was almost dazzled by him, while he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, at the same time he felt that his slightly embarrassed appearance was pitiful and cute.
He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. He felt that the taste was barely acceptable. He took a piece of clothing from the side and put it on Yan Xiaohan, beckoning him to sit down to eat.
The roles of the two people seem to have suddenly reversed. How Yan Xiaohan used to take care of Fu Shen meticulously in the past, now Fu Shen is so meticulous and considerate.
Especially for a gentleman who usually has rough hands and feet, this meticulous consideration is particularly valuable.
Yan Xiaohan felt an unexplainable taste in his heart. It wasn't entirely sweet, and seemed to be somewhat unspeakably bitter. He was supposed to take care of Fu Shen, but instead he let him run around in the heavy rain, waiting for him to rescue him, to relieve the medicine on him, and let him exhaust his energy for himself...
Self-loathing grows like weeds, and a white steam suddenly rises in front of him. He takes a closer look, and a bowl of tonic soup is handed in front of him.
He reached out to take it subconsciously, and saw Fu Shen pick up the bowl in his hand and gently touched him, knocking out a crisp "ding", and said proudly, "Go ahead."
Yan Xiaohan: "…"