Shen Shu's five senses are multiplied by ordinary people.
Hearing is, as is smell.
At this moment, he secretly hid by the window, sniffing the fishy and sweet aroma, and then suddenly heard faintly coming from the room, his master's low, suppressed breathing.
It was as if he was suffering all the pain by himself.
The sun was shining brightly in the morning, and the cramped space by the window was filled with dizzying heat, and a layer of sweat broke out on Shen Shu's back.
He still couldn't understand, listening to what happened in the wind pavilion, and asked his master to lock him in the room and not allow him to enter.
He remembered that when he helped his master back just now, the other party was hot.
Ye Yunlan's body is fragile and his body temperature is lower than that of ordinary people. When he snuggles against each other on weekdays, it is like snuggling up on a piece of soft and cold jade.
But just now the other party was so... hot.
Not only hot, but shaking.
What is it that can make that cold and self-contained person tremble
The dark shadow spread to the window, and he was eager to reach in and take a look.
Shen Shu clenched his fists and managed to restrain his thoughts and let those shadows retreat to the corner.
Ever since he almost exposed himself in the hot spring that day, he has begun to suppress this power.
If you can't use it, don't use it again.
He didn't want to give that person any opportunity to dislike him.
Shen Shu always knew that he was a monster.
He was born to be called a sinner, and his soul was completely immersed in Huangquan when he was cut open and thrown into the snake cave. From then on, where he was, was the hell of ignorance.
But his master reached out and pulled him up from the yellow spring.
He grabbed the man's hand and climbed to the shore, and in the boundless flames, he saw the radiance of the world.
He has been trying very hard to be a normal person.
Be the apprentice that satisfies that man.
With his back against the outer wall of the bamboo building, he listened intently to the movement in the room, lest the people inside make a mistake.
The sweet and fishy fragrance is more intense, lingering on the nose.
lingering.
- Ye Yunlan leaned on the bed.
He was wiping the filth on his hands with Supa, and every finger was very carefully wiped.
After wiping his hands, Supa was put aside by him.
The unbearable restlessness in his body still hasn't completely disappeared.
He leaned against the head of the bed, raised his head slightly, curled one leg, put one hand on his knee, and looked up.
He didn't move.
Until the strangeness in his body completely subsided, the blush faded from his face, and the usual morbid pallor was even more conspicuous.
His body was terribly empty, and when he remembered what happened in the Wind Pavilion today, a deep tiredness appeared in his eyes.
In particular, he calmly caught a glimpse of a person he didn't want to see again in this life.
What Rong Ran has done has completely touched his bottom line.
Listening to the sword in the wind pavilion, it is already light.
If he was so offended by someone in the previous life, he didn't need to do anything, the Asura Sword that person left him would have taken the initiative to attack, killing the soul of the opponent.
Ye Yunlan slowed down for a while and got up to sort out his clothes.
His eyes fell on the dirty and wet Supa, he frowned, and threw Supa out of the window.
outside the window.
When Shen Shu noticed the footsteps in the room heading towards the window, he leaned against the wall and hid his breath.
The footsteps went away, and Ye Yunlan didn't find him.
He exhaled, but saw a piece of Supa falling on the ground.
After hesitating for a while, he leaned over and picked Supa up.
A sweet and fishy aroma emanated from this Supa. There is a hint of dampness in the palm.
What's this
Shen Shu wanted to take a closer look, but his ears moved slightly, and he hurriedly put the silk cloth into his chest and walked back to the bamboo building quickly.
Almost at the moment he rushed back, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Ye Yunlan walked out of the room, her black hair scattered behind her.
His face was still pale, but for some reason, Shen Shu felt that his master was a little different than usual.
Although it was as cold as ever, it taught him to feel a trace of indescribable... splendid.
The man raised his long eyes and glanced at him, his voice slightly hoarse: "Shen Shu."
Shen Shu remembered that he overheard the man's suppressed deep breathing in the room just now from the window.
He walked over quickly and said, "Master, you were feeling unwell just now... Are you feeling better now?"
Ye Yunlan's face stiffened slightly, and she whispered, "It's alright, don't worry."
He didn't want to talk about what happened just now, but said, "Bur a bucket of hot water for the teacher. I want to take a bath for the teacher."
Shen Shu pursed his lips and wanted to ask a lot, but seeing Ye Yunlan's tired face, he finally answered yes and went to prepare hot water.
Seeing Ye Yunlan go in to take a bath, he took out the Supa from his arms and held it in his hand.
The aroma condenses on the silk cloth and does not disperse.
When he approached Ye Yunlan just now, he also smelled the same smell.
Although it wasn't the kind of cool and gentle fragrance he was familiar with, but...
This is obviously also the breath of the master.
His eyes dimmed slightly, he thought about it, carefully folded the handkerchief, and put it back in his arms. - When Ye Yunlan came out after bathing, she suddenly heard the wind chime outside the bamboo building.
He Lanze pushed open the door and walked in, walking in a hurry, "Junior Brother Ye, I heard that you and Junior Brother Rong had an argument on the slope, and you even hurt Junior Brother Rong with your sword..."
His voice stopped when he saw Ye Yunlan.
The person in front of him should have just finished bathing. He was wearing only a plain jacket and wet hair. A few of them were like black seaweed on his cheeks, but his face was extremely pale, and his thin lips were almost bloodless, more than usual. Even more morbid, only the tear mole at the end of the eye is as bright as ever.
Ye Yunlan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "Does the senior brother come here to settle the account for Rong Ran?"
He Lanze noticed that Ye Yunlan no longer called Rong Ran senior brother, but called him by his first name, and was keenly aware that the two really fell out as rumored.
He remembered the words that Rong Ran showed off in front of him at the beginning, and then thought about the rumors at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a little secret joy in his heart.
He cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Of course not. I'm just worried about junior brother. After all, although the sect allows disciples to discuss on weekdays, it is not allowed to directly hurt others. If junior brother Rong goes to the Law Enforcement Hall to deal with it, I am afraid that later , Junior Brother Ye will inevitably have to go to the Law Enforcement Hall."
Ye Yunlan only said coldly, "Then let him go."
Seeing his indifferent attitude, He Lanze hesitated for a moment and asked, "Could you tell me, Junior Brother Rong, where exactly did Junior Brother Rong offend you?"
Ye Yunlan: "He put medicine in wine."
He Lanze was startled, "Medicine? What kind of medicine did he give junior brother?"
Ye Yunlan's eyes darkened slightly, thinking of the scene at that time, his tone became even colder, and said, "Drugged."
Even though it was only two words, He Lanze heard some meaning in it, his face suddenly darkened, and he said anxiously, "He didn't do anything to you, junior brother, did he? Junior brother... Are you injured?"
But seeing Ye Yunlan looking at him coldly, he said, "Brother, what do you think Rong Ran wants to do to me?"