Spring is the season when everything is waiting to be done.
When Mo Fan made it clear that he would not go to a private school, and after Mo's father learned that his age was too old in the private school, he gave up.
If it wasn't for Mo Fan's future, Mo's father and Mo's mother would not want to leave the village. This is the land where they grew up.
The environment in the town is good, but Mo's father and Mo's mother are used to working, and if they really don't go to the fields to do some work, they will feel uncomfortable. Even though their family had inexhaustible wealth, they did not give up the land on which they lived.
Mo's father asked a carpenter to build them a carriage, which would be convenient for them to go to town, sheltered from the wind and rain, and comfortable to sit on. Villagers sometimes go to the town and borrow it for use, but the villagers themselves don't go to the town much, so it doesn't matter whether they borrow it or not.
Father Mo thought about buying a horse, and the horse-drawn cart was fast. But not everyone can drive a carriage, and he can't even ride a horse, so he had to let go of this idea.
On the second day after talking with Jiang Hua, Mo's mother brought Mo's father into the town to buy things.
Jiang Hua didn't leave immediately, she hadn't made specific preparations yet. Even if she had already planned to retreat, she would not be so hasty.
It had just rained the day before yesterday, and the ground was still a little wet. Many mushrooms and fungus grow on the rotten wood and branches in the forest.
Originally, ginger flowers were going to be picked in the forest, but Mo Fan had spent the whole winter in the nest, so he volunteered for the job. Because Mo Fan often did this before, Jiang Hua agreed without hesitation.
"Brother Kangkang, the road in the forest is slippery, be careful."
"Well," Mo Fan led Zhou Linxuan away coldly.
Jiang Hua: Brother Kangkang is really getting more and more arrogant.
Let Zhou Linxuan grab a pheasant to roast, and Mo Fan will carry out today's task leisurely.
Every time they go into the mountain, there is no accident, the most dangerous time they encountered a hungry wolf. At that time, Mo Fan was about to make a move, but Zhou Linxuan nailed it to death as if he remembered it. Although the movements were a little weird, they protected the two of them as if instinctively.
Later, when he entered the mountain, Mo Fan asked Zhou Linxuan to catch some small birds and cook them as game. It's not so much that he can't be idle, it's better to say that Mo Fan wants to sacrifice.
Zhou Linxuan caught a pheasant and came back, cleaned it up very consciously, and brought back firewood by the way. Mo Fan threw the basket in his hand and started a fire. Zhou Linxuan took the basket naturally and continued what Mo Fan had done before.
The sun could not be seen clearly in the dense forest, Mo Fan could only feel that it was getting late. The two of them gathered the rest of the mountain products together and prepared to leave the forest.
At this moment, the rain was falling, Mo Fan frowned and said, "Silly, it's raining, let's go back quickly."
"Mm," Zhou Linxuan muffled his head and quickened his pace.
They went a little deep, and the ground was slippery, so they didn't dare to walk too fast. There is no place to shelter from the rain in the forest. Although they are not afraid of raptors and beasts, it is very uncomfortable to be exposed to a shower of rain. And coming home late, Mo's father and Mo's mother may not know how to worry.
This is not good in spring. It rains when it is said to fall, and it happens to be heavy thunderstorms.
Zhou Linxuan took off his coat and put it on Mo Fan's head, so that he would try not to get his face wet by the rain. The coat was soaked quickly, which had little effect, but was better than nothing.
Because of a sudden rain, it got dark, and it became even more dim among the dense branches and leaves in the forest.
The terrain in the forest is flat, so Mo Fan didn't pay much attention to the road under his feet, he just identified the direction, and the two walked with each other supporting each other.
Perhaps because he was too confident in himself, Mo Fan was a little confused when he slid down the slope.
"Brother Kangkang, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Mo Fan stood up, his ankle throbbed, and he might have sprained his foot.
"I'll carry you on my back." Zhou Linxuan squatted down.
Mo Fan was not pretentious, he lay on the man's back and pointed him in the direction.
When they got outside the courtyard, Mo's father and Mo's mother rushed out with umbrellas, "What's wrong?"
When Mo's father and Mo's mother came back from the town, the weather turned cloudy, and when they learned that Mo Fan had brought Zhou Linxuan into the forest, they had worried expressions on their faces.
Anxiously walking back and forth in the house, I went to the window to look twice after walking around, and finally saw someone coming back, and immediately opened an umbrella to meet him.
"It's okay, I just sprained my ankle, I'll be fine in bed."
"Why is it so drenched? Erya, go and make ginger soup quickly, if you catch a cold, you will be in trouble."
Jiang Hua responded and walked quickly into the kitchen.
The two changed their wet clothes and wiped their bodies with hot water, and Jiang Hua entered the room with ginger tea.
After drinking the hot and spicy ginger soup, both of them felt feverish, and the cold air was driven out of their bodies.
Father Mo inspected Mo Fan's feet carefully, and found that there was nothing serious other than a little swelling. "Fortunately, it's just a little swollen. Do you want to rub some medicinal wine? It will heal quickly."
Mo Fan resolutely rejected Father Mo's kindness. Mo's father's method of rubbing medicinal wine is not something ordinary people can afford, and Mo Fan has a deep understanding.
Mo Fan thought this was just a small episode, but he was awakened by the unusual heat around him in the middle of the night.
Zhou Linxuan actually had a fever.
Zhou Linxuan is the hero, so nothing will happen. Mo Fan comforted himself in his heart, but he still couldn't stop worrying. After all, the level of medicine in this era is backward, and a small cold can easily kill a person.
[System, help me see how his body is doing?]
The system can detect human body data, and even the best camouflage is useless in front of the system.
"Fanfan, the male lead is fine, it will be fine if the heat goes down."
Mo Fan still frowned, "Is it just letting him burn like this?"
"Fanfan, do you still remember how the hero recovered his memory?"
Mo Fan was startled, seeing the man in an accident, the worry in his heart made him ignore a certain key point. In the original plot, Zhou Linxuan remembered everything because of the fever after being exposed to the rain.
It turned out that it has been so long.
"Have you reached the point of the plot?"
"Yes."
Although the man is not as strong as in the previous worlds, his love for him has not diminished at all. The mind is not complete, and the movements are inevitably clumsy, but they can feel the other party's intentions. The plain and warm life made him almost downplay certain things.
Mo Fan lowered his eyes, unable to see the expression inside, "Yeah."
In the middle of the night, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and the house was dark. Mo Fan lit the candle, got up and fetched a basin of water, and wiped the man's body to ease the heat on his body.
Zhou Linxuan frowned, looking very unwell, but lying on the couch quietly, motionless.
Mo Fan wiped Zhou Lingxuan with cold water over and over again, and the heat went down a bit, and the man's brows were not as tight as they were at first.
Woke up in the middle of the night, sleepy and tired, but Mo Fan couldn't fall asleep. He couldn't let go of seeing the man recovering.
The rooster in the courtyard began to crow, a ray of light leaked from the sky, the sky was getting brighter, and the heat on the man's body finally subsided.
Zhou Linxuan hadn't woken up yet, and Mo Fan didn't care. He yawned, got into the quilt covered by the other party, and fell asleep with his head tilted.
Mo Fan fell asleep breathing steadily, and Zhou Linxuan's eyes slowly opened. Zhou Linxuan turned a deaf ear to the news of Mo's father and mother getting up outside the house, and turned his head to look at the people around him.
Drowsy, he was not unconscious. Zhou Linxuan could feel a pair of gentle hands wiping his body. The soft cloth towel takes away the heat from the body, and the body is not so uncomfortable.
The turbulent memory swept over, and the reaction of the burnt fuzzy brain slowed down. By the time he sorted out everything in his mind, the people around him had stopped moving.
The worried eyes fell on him, Zhou Linxuan wished he could get up and tell the other party that he was fine.
He was clearly conscious, but he couldn't wake up.
Pictures that were completely different from before appeared in my mind, and the figure of a young man occupied the entire memory. He could feel that his emotions in his memory were joyful, and his desire to get close to the other party became more profound as time passed.
Zhou Linxuan indulged in the warmth and beauty of the little things with the boy, and couldn't bear to wake up.
Those intimate scenes immediately after that made his breath stop even more.
Mo Fan... Kangkang...
Zhou Linxuan turned sideways and embraced the boy's body in his arms.
When Mo's mother entered the room in the morning, she saw the two people who were sleeping deeply, and she made sure that she didn't have a fever, so she left.
Mo Fan slept until noon. Mother Mo was considerate of what happened to the two of them yesterday, so she didn't wake them up for breakfast and let them get enough sleep.
"Brother Kang Kang."
The man's silly smile came into view, and Mo Fan wondered, did the man not recover his memory
Mo Fan's suspicious investigation caused Zhou Linxuan's movements to be indiscernible, thinking that the other party noticed something different about him, blinked, and asked in confusion, "Brother Kangkang, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Fan returned to his usual expression and said, "It's okay, let's get up and eat."
"Hey," Zhou Linxuan put on his clothes quickly, and looked at Mo Fan with bright eyes, "Brother Kangkang, I will help you get dressed."
When Mo Fan was lazy, he would ask Zhou Linxuan to help him wear it. This was not the first time.
The corner of Mo Fan's mouth twitched, but this time he refused.
The injury on the foot started to turn blue overnight, it hurt but it didn't hurt, but walking still felt a little uncomfortable.
After washing up, Zhou Linxuan went out and brought the food for the two into the house, "Erya prepared it for us."
Mo's mother had expected Mo Fan's foot injury. She didn't know when the two would wake up, so she asked Jiang Hua to heat up the food and bring it in when the two woke up.
Mo Fan didn't get up anymore, he leaned on the kang and started to eat.
*****
"Master!" The visitor bowed his head respectfully and half bowed in salute, his voice couldn't hide his excitement.
"Well, how's the fighting outside recently?"
In the night, only the tall and vague figure of the man could be seen. A cold and serious voice sounded, which sounded somewhat familiar.
"Master, the war ended a year ago. Ever since you disappeared, the army has concealed the news and searched for you in secret. The commander of the army was replaced by the deputy commander, but there was no panic. Then, the deputy commander Get someone to pretend to be you, so as to paralyze the barbarian soldiers."
It's just that they have been looking for three years, but they still can't find the master's person. If they didn't firmly believe in the fact that they must see the dead body after death, they might all think that their master really passed away.
Seeing that their master was safe now, they felt at ease, but they couldn't help wondering why the master didn't send them the signal until today.
"Hearing the news of your disappearance, His Majesty felt uncomfortable sleeping and eating, and secretly sent people to look for you. None of the subordinates believed that your master would have an accident, and His Majesty even less believed it. He suppressed the court's false opinions and always wanted to find you... evidence of."
Zhou Linxuan nodded, "You tell His Majesty the news that I am fine, so that he can feel at ease, and just say that I still have things to deal with outside, and I will go back after a while."
"yes."
The author has something to say: Seeing some readers complaining about other authors being "full of old jokes", the author reflected on it, and it seems that the author's articles are also full of old jokes~~~
I only write it if I like it~ After all, the author doesn’t have a big brain~ But the author will try to think of new ideas (*＾3＾)～