Shen Zhixian couldn't remember when the two of them slept last night. He only remembered that he was hugged by Yan Jin for a long time, until the wine force that was temporarily suppressed came up again.
"Sleep." He patted Yan Jin's back.
Yan Jin released him, tucked him into the bed, paused, and tucked himself in too.
Shen Zhixian wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it. He just moved in to make room for him, and divided the quilt into half.
The bed was not small, and the quilt was quite large. The two of them were lying flat with more than half of them in between.
No one spoke, only the faint sound of breathing came and went.
After a while, the quilt moved slightly, and Yan Jin stretched out his hand and accurately placed it on Shen Zhixian's hand.
Carefully and tentatively, he gently placed it on Shen Zhixian's hand. Seeing that he didn't respond, he held it slightly harder.
Shen Zhixian closed his eyes and saw that he was not too much, so he just didn't know, let him hold it, and sighed slightly in his heart.
As a result, when he woke up the next day, Shen Zhixian found that the posture of the two was not very good.
He thought about a lot of things last night, thinking about Yan Jin, thinking about Qing Yunzong, thinking about the original book, thinking about himself. moving hands...
Anyway, when he woke up, Shen Zhixian looked at the chest in front of him, yawning halfway through, and was a little dumbfounded.
Yan Jin had already woken up and was looking at him for a moment, and he immediately knew where the feeling of being burned by a torch in his sleep came from.
Shen Zhixian moved as if nothing had happened, and found that one of Yan Jin's arms was on his pillow, and the other hand was placed on his waist intimately and comfortably.
Shen Zhixian silently retracted his hand that was also holding Yan Jin's waist - he just said, how could he sleep so comfortably and warm, it turned out that he was being held by Yan Jin.
"Morning." The voice that had just woken up was slightly hoarse. Shen Zhixian pushed him and motioned him to remove the hand from his waist, "What time is it?"
Yan Jin reported an hour that was not too early and not too late: "Sleep for a while, Sui Jian?"
Shen Zhixian shook his head slightly, and there was still a hint of alcoholism and tiredness in his eyes: "I want to take a bath."
This alcohol smell, even if he used magic to eliminate a lot, he still felt uncomfortable.
Yan Jin half hugged and held him up to help him up. When Shen Zhixian thought he was going to bed, Yan Jin tilted his head and wiped his lips, leaving a hot kiss: "Sui Jian. Good morning."
Shen Zhixian subconsciously raised his head to avoid it, moved a little, then stopped, letting his lips touch his own, and then stared at him with a frown: "What are you doing in the early morning?"
Yan Jin innocently said: "The book says... This is the way to say hello when you get up in the morning."
Shen Zhixian: "..."
He patted the back of Yan Jin's hand, with neither light nor heavy force, and with a soft snap, he said, "It's alright to read these books less, and the book is here, take it out quickly."
Yan Jin hesitated for a while, reluctantly, looked at Shen Zhixian with slightly narrowed eyes, and then obediently took out the book of words from the storage bag.
Shen Zhixian took a casual glance at the book, and was a little stunned. The book was brand new when he bought it, but now it has been flipped through many times, and the edges and corners are even a little fuzzy. I don't know how many times Yan Jin secretly watched it.
Yan Jin asked in a low voice, "There should be a few other volumes, can I read them?"
Still thinking about it.
Shen Zhixian glared at him angrily, and categorically refused: "No—go get me some water, I want to take a bath."
Yan Jin obediently went to fetch water for him, Shen Zhixian leaned against the couch, looked at the book of words for a while, showed a helpless smile, and stuffed it into his storage bag.
Fortunately, this book is only the first volume, and the content of the first volume is not too ... teach bad children.
After some tossing, Shen Zhixian went out refreshed, and saw Duan Yuan humming in the yard to clean up last night's mess. Seeing him come out, he carefully glanced at him before he shyly hit him. Greeting: "Old eldest brother is early."
Duan Yuan was also stunned after sobering up this morning. He wanted to confess his identity to Shen Zhixian, but he didn't want to confess under that kind of circumstance! And he remembered vaguely that he seemed to have done something offensive to Brother Sui.
"Brother Sui, I'm sorry last night..." He scratched his head and apologized, "I did something bad last night..."
He was still dressed as a teenager, without any deliberate disguise. At this time, he was full of youthful spirit. When Shen Zhixian heard "something that was not very good", he thought of Yan Jin, remembered all the things Yan Jin said last night, and immediately interrupted him. : "It's okay. You..."
Just as he was talking, Yan Jin came back from the door, and a scent of fragrance immediately attracted the two who woke up from a hangover and were hungry.
Yan Jin put away all the food he bought in silence, almost all of which Shen Zhixian likes to eat, and put them in front of him. As for Duan Yuan... Well, it was not considered.
Shen Zhixian glared at him quietly, repositioned the food, and called Duan Yuan over to eat.
He waited for Duan Yuan's attitude as usual, and Duan Yuan finally let go of the heart that Duan Yuan had mentioned for a long time, the smile on his face reappeared, and he came over to have breakfast happily.
Chatting at the dinner table is a traditional Chinese virtue. Shen Zhixian swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns and asked, "Are you going to be a man in the future? You haven't reached the crown yet..."
After last night's oolong, he had completely given up on matching Yan Jin and Duan Yuan. The original spicy chicken book was written so vaguely that he didn't even mention that Duan Yuan was a boy! No wonder Duan Yuan's role in the later stage is so strange. He clearly followed Yan Jin, but there was no ambiguous role at all.
Duan Yuan was silent for a while, then raised his smiling face: "Forget it! I've thought about it, it's hard to escape the disaster. It's really sad to pretend to be a girl. I decided to follow my heart and be myself."
After making this decision, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became much more relaxed: "Master knows my situation, and he doesn't force me to stay in the sect, I can walk around... My master is really nice! "
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Shen Zhixian nodded with a smile: "Also, it's just that there are many dangers outside, you have to be careful..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that his eyes flickered, and he looked down and saw Yan Jin put a big round bun into his bowl.
He and Yan Jin were very close, and when the big bun fell into the bowl, he heard Yan Jin whispering to him, "My master is also very good."
Yan Jin's tone was filled with joy. In fact, since waking up this morning, Shen Zhixian felt that he had been in a happy state. Although he seemed calm on the surface, Shen Zhixian knew that he was happy.
He hasn't clearly promised anything yet, is he just so happy
Shen Zhixian poked the big bun and took a bite, chewing it slowly, feeling complicated. Before half of it was eaten, Yan Jin put another dumpling into his bowl.
Although they are all his favorite flavors, but...
"I can't eat it anymore. Don't take it!" Shen Zhixian complained in a low voice, "You eat your own, what are you going to do?"
He found out that Yan Jin likes stuffing things into his bowl, and he was like this before his identity was revealed, but his appetite was relatively small, and he had to eat full every time.
Yan Jin whispered back to him: "Master is too thin, the fourth elder said to eat more food."
For some reason, Shen Zhixian instinctively felt that the Fourth Elder had taken the blame for Yan Jin.
He moved his bowl a few places away to prevent Yan Jin from putting anything in it.
Duan Yuan was eating and eating over there, and began to feel that something was wrong. After Shen Zhixian didn't speak, he didn't speak either, he ate obediently, but soon he found out that the two people on the opposite side had been whispering, whispering! Keep talking!
He looked over sadly: "Brother Sui, I think I've fallen out of favor... Brother Yan, you have changed, you were not like this before, you didn't speak before... "
Shen Zhixian came back to his senses, and seeing the young man's face was disappointed, he held back his smile and pushed the big bun in front of him: "Your eldest brother Yan said that this bun is delicious, I want you to eat more!"
The young man glanced at him suspiciously, Shen Zhixian acted innocent, and the young man glanced at Yan Jin again. He took a big mouthful, puffing out his cheeks like a little hamster.
How happy the time together was, how sad it was when we parted.
Duan Yuan reluctantly said goodbye to them and turned back three steps.
Shen Zhixian waved at him: "Don't look back, look at the road ahead and walk well. Take care."
Duan Yuan clasped his fists and cupped his hands towards him, and finally strode forward without looking back. The sun is shining brightly, and his back is dashing and wanton, revealing the cheerfulness and high-spiritedness unique to a young man.
Shen Zhixian watched him leave with a smile, and when he finally lost sight of his figure, he sighed: "It's good to be young."
He also had such a high-spirited age, whether it was himself before the book or the original body in the book, he had it.
That's an age when everything is willing to see and explore everything.
After parting with Duan Yuan, the two got on Feiyu again. Flying fish hasn't come out for a long time. Every day, it shrinks and stays in the blisters and vomits aggrievedly.
It is still a translucent barrier, blocking the scorching sun and wind.
Flying and flying, Yan Jin suddenly asked about Shen Zhixian's experience in his youth.
This is the original body's memory. Even if the original body in the original book did a lot of bad things later, Shen Zhixian couldn't take it for granted that everything in the original body's past was his own. He vaguely said, "It's been too long, I've forgotten many things."
He asked Yan Jin in turn, and said nonchalantly, "How is the person who treated you well in the past?"
Shen Zhixian thought it was obvious, but Yan Jin knew the meaning of the temptation as soon as he heard it.
In the secret realm, he was stimulated by the Yinhong Spirit Pill and actually recovered some memories. He knew that he was not reborn immediately after cutting off the spiritual root.
Yan Jin has a lot of thoughts, and he vaguely sensed that Shen Zhixian was weird at a certain time, but he couldn't tell what was going on.
What happened to Shen Zhixian in the last life
Is that weirdness related to heart disease
Heart disease... Was it caused by those things back then
What happened to Shen Zhixian back then
Countless doubts were lingering in his mind, Yan Jin relaxed his brows, turned his head to look at Shen Zhixian, and said in a low voice, "He should be fine now."
Shen Zhixian pursed his lips and wanted to continue asking about Yan Jin's past events. The original book was written directly from Yan Jin's entry into Qing Yunzong's suffering. He only mentioned his past events in a single stroke. How difficult it was, the original book did not mention it in detail.
It was such a difficult past that Yan Jin recalled it over and over again, and Shen Zhixian couldn't bear it anymore. He could only keep his mouth shut, enduring the cat-scratching discomfort in his heart, trying his best to ignore it.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Jin didn't mention it again. After a while, he leaned closer to Shen Zhixian and asked in a low voice, "Sui Jian, can I... can I hug you?"
Yan Jin seemed to like hugging him very much. It was cold the night before, and Yan Jin asked him if he wanted a hug. He couldn't move in the secret realm. Yan Jin also asked the same question. He was sitting on the flying fish now, and he asked again.
Shen Zhixian sat upright, looked straight ahead, and refused with a stand: "In broad daylight, it's not appropriate to hug and hug, it's not good..."
Before he could finish his words, Yan Jin hugged him from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, smiled softly, and let out a warm breath, which all fell on Shen Zhixian's cheek, telling him to bear it I can't stop feeling my cheeks get hot.
"Ahem, but there's no one in the air..." He couldn't speak anymore, he coughed twice to hide his discomfort, and continued to act as if nothing had happened.
Just gradually, the straight back slowly loosened up.
There was a little joy in Yan Jin's eyes, and he could hardly hide it.
…
After getting the shark scales, the attack of heart disease was relieved, and there was no danger of life for the time being, and Shen Zhixian's mood also relaxed a lot.
During this time, the two of them walked slowly and leisurely all the way, while inquiring about where the undead city was, they were quite leisurely, not like experience, but like playing around.
The relationship between the two is also constantly fermenting in the haze.
After all, Shen Zhixian came from a book, and his thinking was not as restricted as that of people in this world. Besides, he was not a straight man of steel. He was very open to those things between men and men, and he was very open to the so-called There is also no entanglement in the ethical seniority between teachers and apprentices.
Since Yan Jin has such thoughts towards him, then... that's all.
Shen Zhixian's mind is actually very simple. If Yan Jin is good to him, he is also willing to be good to Yan Jin. If in the future...
The horizontal and vertical heights are no more than two widths apart, and each student is happy.
Flying fish has been flying to prosperous towns recently, and this day, it came to a city along the river and landed far away.
Shen Zhixian put away the little flying fish and walked slowly to the city gate with Yan Jin. Two characters were written on the big wooden plaque.
Yangzhou.
Shen Zhixian immediately thought of Yangzhou where "fireworks descended to Yangzhou in March". The difference in this word made him feel moved, and he decided to rest here.
As expected of the place with the same name as the famous prosperous city in history, this Yangzhou is also noisy and prosperous. Because along the river, there are many painting boats lined up on the river, and all kinds of people come and go, bustling, so lively.
It was already half-dark, Shen Zhixian took Yan Jin to walk by the river, and suddenly turned around and smiled at him: "A Jin used to be busy cultivating, or it is rare to see such a bustling scene. Tonight, I will show you the master. "
He pointed to the river from a distance, and the brightly lit painting boat was bustling with music.
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