"Why are you here alone?" Zhao Yuan wondered, reaching out to help Lin Wenxi dust the snowflakes off his hat, only to find that the snowflakes on it had already been covered with a shallow layer. He didn't know how long Lin Wenxi had been standing there motionless.
Zhao Yuan's movements were skillful and natural, as if nothing had happened between him and Lin Wenxi, as if the teeth marks on his chest had long since faded away.
Lin Wenxi felt wet in her heart when she saw Zhao Yuan's focused and serious expression.
"You go back first, I won't send you away." Zhao Yuan waved his hand, and the group of friends swayed obediently and slowly walked away while chanting unknown music.
"Are you worried? It's so late and you haven't gone home yet." Zhao Yuan put down Lin Wenxi's hat and held his shoulder with one hand. The two faced the river side by side.
Lin Wenxi briefly talked about the key to the house, and vaguely told her parents to go to the countryside. Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi and walked forward slowly.
"Where are you taking me?" Lin Wenxi asked.
"Go to my house." Zhao Yuan smiled. Lin Wenxi felt a little uneasy, but she was still held by Zhao Yuan and walked quietly, and the snow fell silently and without a trace.
Lin Wenxi walked to Zhao Yuan's house and saw a big red lantern lighting up the entire courtyard, making the cold winter feel warm. She smiled and said, "This lantern is really bright enough."
Zhao Yuan smiled thoughtfully and opened the door without explaining.
The dim lights turned on, and Lin Wenxi couldn't help but look around. There is a portrait hanging on the wall in front of me and an ancient bamboo slip. It is not clear who it is. There was an Eight Immortals table placed against the wall below the painting, with an incense burner neatly placed in the center of the table. The ashes on it were piled high, but not a single drop fell to the table. In addition, there was an abacus and a torn page of a book, which made Chen Yuanxi suddenly curious.
"Who is this?" Pointing to the wall, Lin Wenxi walked over directly, pushed the ashes from the incense burner, and flattened the naturally stacked triangular cone-shaped incense ashes. Without waiting for an answer, Zhao Yuan picked up the small abacus and fiddled with it a few times. Seeing that the beads on the abacus were also black and shiny, he couldn't help but start fiddling with it. He turned around and pointed at the portrait and asked, "Who painted this?"
"Guess" Zhao Yuan held his chin with one hand and began to pose.
"Probably Fan Li, the ancestor of the merchant." Lin Wenxi replied.
Zhao Yuan expressed his admiration and threw a bottle of beer as a reward.
Lin Wenxi frowned and said, "I thought you would at least give me a glass of water."
Zhao Yuan opened the beer, drank half of it, and handed it to Lin Wenxi. Seeing that he was not sober, Lin Wenxi stopped talking and asked about his family. Seeing that Zhao Yuan answered vaguely, he had to sit down. However, Zhao Yuan seemed to wake up again, and pointed to Lin Wenxi's washing area in the room, and then pointed to the bedroom, asking Lin Wenxi to take care of it first. Lin Wenxi spent a lot of time, and when he returned to the living room, Zhao Yuan was once again watching CCTV's basketball live broadcast. When he saw Lin Wenxi, he seemed to be stunned.
The two of them chatted for a long time before walking into Zhao Yuan's bedroom together. Lin Wenxi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Zhao Yuan climbed onto the bed, turned around and jumped directly into bed. But he saw Lin Wenxi sitting by the bed, holding the quilt cover with one hand, watching intently, as if he had no intention of taking off his clothes to sleep.
"Even the quilt can make you poetic"
"No, the carp embroidery on the quilt is quite realistic. Your mother is really ingenious." Lin Wenxi just stared at the patterns on it and asked again: "Are you still awake?"
"You always talk a lot when you are nervous," Zhao Yuan said.
"Then why don't you turn off the light?" Lin Wenxi said.
"You can see how you take off your clothes when you turn off the lights." Zhao Yuan clapped his hands and laughed and said, "You are still shy now." Before he could laugh for a while, he saw Lin Wenxi's face turned red, even slightly angry. Zhao Yuan got naughty and jumped up from the bed, hooked Lin Wenxi's neck, put him down on the bed, and then took off his down jacket. Lin Wenxi struggled to get up, his chest rising and falling violently. At this time, even though he was only wearing a thick sweater with knitted patterns, his body was still very thin. Zhao Yuan seemed to be a little crazy and rushed to take off his sweater.
Lin Wenxi suddenly had an angry look on his face and stared at Zhao Yuan. It was obvious that he had bitten him to pieces just before. This man had simply forgotten things.
Zhao Yuan's eyes were hazy, his head was a little confused, and he was awake at times. He smiled, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Lin Wenxi with one eye closed, half smiling but not smiling.
Lin Wenxi was confused by Zhao Yuan's appearance, and said seriously: "Turn off the lights, at least respect the habits of the servants." Before he could finish his words, there was a snap, and the room suddenly became dark. There was only a small window in the room, so there was no light from the outside. At this moment, Zhao Yuan actually made no sound and no breath at all.
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Lin Wenxi had never experienced such darkness before. After adapting for a long time, Lin Wenxi still couldn't see her own fingers.
"Hey" It was as if all his breath was absorbed by the darkness in front of him. Lin Wenxi could only hear his own voice slowly flowing into the chaos, but Zhao Yuan did not respond.
His heartbeat began to speed up a little. Lin Wenxi tried to crawl towards Zhao Yuan's position. As soon as he touched it, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. The bed was empty and there was no one. The sense of disappointment frightened him so much that he yelled "Ah", and immediately I found that the door suddenly opened, then slowly closed, and then opened again, it was like a scene in a horror movie.
Lin Wenxi couldn't help but panicked and touched the wall. Suddenly he touched something cold, which seemed to be a cold and cold hand, which made him scream louder, and his voice even sounded a little like crying. The lights didn't come on until then, but what appeared in front of him was an extremely strange mask, less than a foot away. Lin Wenxi was almost too frightened to scream, so he turned around and got into bed, shivering.
"Hmph, you kid, you still dare to fight with me." Zhao Yuan said and was about to get into the bed. Unexpectedly, Lin Wenxi had already wrapped the entire quilt in his hands, and his whole body seemed to be hanging on the quilt. Zhao Yuan was completely unable to control his hands. Pull off the quilt.
"I'm freezing to death," Zhao Yuan couldn't help shouting. There was a good show just now. He had been shivering outside the bed for a long time. If he hadn't been in great health, he would have had runny nose.
Lin Wenxi used her hands and feet to wrap the quilt around her body, gritting her teeth and saying nothing.
Zhao Yuan was so strong that he grabbed the quilt with both hands and lifted it upwards. Lin Wenxi was almost hanging in the air with his whole body, still holding on to him. In the end, he only heard two beeps. Zhao Yuan lost his center of gravity while holding half of the quilt cover and fell down hard. After falling next to Lin Wenxi, the two looked at each other in disbelief, and they were no longer one decimeter apart.
At this moment, both of them had exhausted their strength and were panting. Lin Wenxi was flushed with exhaustion. For just a few seconds, the two of them stared at each other motionless.
Zhao Yuan had swollen veins on his forehead and was almost covered in sweat. His wild eyes scanned Lin Wenxi's face like lightning. Lin Wenxi's face was tense.
The moment their eyes met, Zhao Yuan suddenly saw a pair of eyes as clear as water, staring straight at Zhao Yuan with some confusion, some anger, or some grievance. Zhao Yuan felt a little lack of oxygen. He didn't know what Lin Wenxi was thinking, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be out of control, and he reached out to grab Lin Wenxi. In his confusion, lightning flashed through his mind. Zhang Dong's words in the coffee shop rang in his ears word for word. Zhao Yuan looked at him blankly as his anger faded away, like a clear pool after the rain, with water flowing out from the pool. A clear stream gurgling, the eyebrows are picturesque, completely natural.
Zhao Yuan was completely shocked by the eyes of the person in front of him. All he saw were endless stretches of transparent scenery. He was shocked as if his head had been filled with ice water. He screamed in his heart and immediately turned his gaze away. Moved behind Lin Wenxi and shouted: "Look!" Lin Wenxi couldn't help being startled. Looking back, the gap in his waist was exposed. Zhao Yuan smiled and divided it by three, then took Lin Wenxi's sweater and waved it up. circle.
"Bastard" Lin Wenxi had only the last piece of autumn clothes left on him at this moment, Zhao Yuan pointed at him and laughed wildly. Something was definitely wrong with Lin Wenxi. She finally changed her position and slept on the bed without covering herself with a quilt, feeling uneasy.
"It's not like I didn't see you during the cross-country training." Zhao Yuan murmured in a low voice. Zhang Dong's words were close to his ears again. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Zhao Yuan felt that he wanted to do something according to Zhang Dong's words, and then There was a bit of empty loss, as if Lin Wenxi was his own, but also as if he had been taken away.
Except for the sweater, his skinny neck, clearly visible shoulder blades, and his own white face and red lips, he looked like an ancient jade-faced scholar. Zhao Yuan looked at it with joy, but his eyes became more and more confused. For a long time, he felt heavy Sighing: "Go to bed quickly, it's almost 1 o'clock." Zhao Yuan said, the heat in his body had passed, and he was a little tired. He picked up half of the quilt cover and said: "No, you can sleep without taking off your pants. I'll help you tomorrow." I'll make up for this, otherwise I won't be able to go out."
Seeing that Lin Wenxi remained silent, he added: "I only have this quilt. If you can't mend it, you will sleep without a quilt for the whole day, well, except tonight."
Lin Wenxi quickly took off his trousers and woolen pants across the quilt, folded them and put them aside, and said, "I can give it a try. As for whether it can be used after repairing it, I won't consider it anymore. If Auntie blames me, It's up to you."
Zhao Yuan remained silent, resting his head on his hands and breathing quietly.
Not long after Lin Wenxi fell asleep, Zhao Yuan suddenly put a hand around his waist and hugged him, but said nothing.
Lin Wenxi struggled lightly for a moment, then calmed down again. He opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky outside the small window. Outside, the snow had not stopped yet, and it should be snowing. Tomorrow the sky and the earth will be covered with snow again, will it? It makes people easily forget everything and imagine the falling snowflakes outside, like hypnosis, falling one after another, and just fall asleep.
It's night, the north wind is calm, blowing through a dreamless warm winter.