The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

In autumn, the days are warm and the nights are cool. At night, it's like a different season.

The two have not spoken a word since they woke up during the day until now.Wu Shuangzi handed the Seventeenth Young Master the fruit, and the Seventeenth Young Master took it and ate it. Wu Shuangzi handed the Seventeenth Young Master the water bag, and the Seventeenth Young Master took it and drank it.Although the tacit understanding between them no longer needs words, it is still a bit weird not to speak for a whole day, not to mention that they are careful to avoid eye contact.

Wu Shuangzi has always been a quiet person, he seldom takes the initiative to find topics, but before the Seventeenth Young Master talked to him, he usually could talk for a long time, but this time, the Seventeenth Young Master became obviously silent.Although it was a bit weird, Wu Shuangzi didn't intend to break the silence, because the Seventeenth Young Master suffered serious internal injuries, and talking would waste his energy.Moreover, the current atmosphere is not suitable for chatting. Young Master Shi Qi is a little cold towards him, and may still hate him.

The Seventeenth Young Master had already lay down beside the fire, wrapped the blanket tightly, but still curled up.

Wu Shuangzi secretly pondered whether to go over and hug him to sleep.

Since the Seventeenth Young Master is still weak and afraid of the cold, and because they have slept in this position before, I have the right and the obligation to go over and warm his bed.But because the Seventeenth Young Master was unconscious last time, and because the Seventeenth Young Master was very sober this time, he didn't seem to have enough confidence to forcefully stick to the other party's indifferent attitude.

His heart was struggling.

You have to make up your mind now.If you want to pass, you must pass now. The longer the time drags on, the more embarrassing it will be.If you don't pass now, then tonight will never pass again, and you can't crawl across in the middle of the night, which is even more strange.

Seventeenth Young Master tightened the blanket again.

Wu Gemini decided to go there immediately.If he doesn't pass tonight, then he won't be able to go tomorrow night, and he won't be able to go the next night, and he really won't be able to do it again in the future.

Wu Shuang walked up to Seventeenth Young Master, lay down quietly, and through the blanket, slowly reached out to wrap his arms around him from behind.Wu Shuangzi was very fortunate that Young Master Seventeen had his back turned to him, and he didn't have to bother to hide his embarrassment.Wu Shuangzi put his left hand on top of the blanket, under the waist of the Seventeenth Young Master, protected the Dantian of the Seventeenth Young Master with his palm, and put his right hand under the neck of the Seventeenth Young Master, letting him rest on his arm, the whole chest was firm and warm Clinging to the back of the Seventeenth Young Master, he continuously sent his own body temperature through the blanket.

For a moment, he felt that the Seventeenth Young Master might push him away, so he held his breath and waited, but he didn't.He moved tentatively, and the tightened shoulders of Seventeenth Young Master began to relax slowly, and then Seventeenth Young Master moved, finding a more comfortable position in his arms.

The power of silence is too powerful, and the pressure it causes is too tense, Wu Gezi thinks whether to say a word, any words, similar to "good night" or "go to bed early", as long as they can break the silence.But he also felt that saying anything at this time seemed pretentious, even a bit stupid.

Unexpectedly, Seventeenth Young Master said first: "You've lost weight."

Wu Shuangzi's heart skipped a beat, he felt that the Seventeenth Young Master must have felt it through the blanket, and he was a little embarrassed for this.It was a while before he began to think about what the sentence meant.Did you hurt him?But Seventeenth Young Master's tone didn't mean to complain or dislike, so can he understand it as... a kind of concern?Even... a kind of distress?Thinking of this, his face turned red.

Unable to restrain himself for a moment, he squeezed the person in his arms tightly, resting his forehead on the back of the Seventeenth Young Master's neck, affectionate and restrained, almost as if he was rubbing lightly, he whispered: "You too."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wu Shuangzi felt that the base of Seventeen Young Master's ears was also burning.

This night was gentle and quiet, and the autumn forest was silent. Amidst the crackling of the firewood, the two fell asleep peacefully and warmly.

Waking up during the day, Wu Shuangzi still picked fruit, fetched water, collected dry firewood, washed clothes, and fed horses.Although the Seventeenth Young Master was still a little cold, he had a dozen or so words with Wu Shuangzi.Wu Gezi is already satisfied, he can't ask for more greedily.At noon, he changed the medicine for the Seventeenth Young Master, and the wound healed very quickly. Master Miaozang's wound medicine really lived up to its reputation.

At night, Wu Shuang walked up to the Seventeenth Young Master as usual, and just about to lie down, the Seventeenth Young Master lifted the blanket and said, "It's cold outside, let's cover it together."

So Wu Shuangzi could finally sleep with Young Master Shiqi in his arms without being separated by the damn blanket.

In the darkness, Wu Gezi's hand found Seventeen Young Master's fingertips under the blanket. He gently wrapped his palm around the back of Seventeen Young Master's hand without exerting any pressure. He waited patiently. Seventeen Young Master had enough time He withdrew his hand, but he didn't. Instead, he spread his fingers slightly, just enough for Wu Shuangzi's fingers to sink into his own. Wu Shuangzi gently touched Seventeen Young Master's finger crevices with the side of his fingers, rubbing intermittently, Slowly curl up, and finally clasp tightly and intertwine fingers.

They sleep in each other's arms, breathing the same air together, without any desire, but full of emotion, warm, intimate, intoxicated, and soul dependent.

The Seventeenth Young Master enjoys this warm and stable company, and a strong desire to survive surges in his heart. He hopes that he can get better and live on, and live through this year, next year, and every year. world.

For the first time since his injury, he began to seriously consider how to live.

He definitely doesn't know how to practice soul-chasing Dafa, not to mention that evil kung fu will swallow one's nature, and he definitely won't do the thing of sucking human skin.

Is it possible to get rid of the poison of corpse insects without practicing the soul chasing method?Although the person who played the Gu is dead, but the Dharma King is so obsessed with the Biyu Xiao, maybe there is a secret to unraveling the Gu in the Biyu Xiao?After all, the owner of Bi Yuxiao also has a word evil, so he must have studied evil kung fu more or less.

Now, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is unwilling to give up.He planned to go south to Dongting with Wu Shuangzi when he got better, and continue to search for the ancient tomb of "that person".

After a few days of peace and happiness, an unexpected guest came to the door.

At that time, Wu Shuangzi went to pick fruit, and there was only Shiqishao in the mountain depression.The sixth child stood at the mouth of the mountain like Hei Wuchang, sick and thin, like a piece of clothing on a bamboo pole.

The Seventeenth Young Master really couldn't understand it. Although this place is very close to Lao Liu's bamboo house, the letter has already fallen into Lao Liu's hands, and he has no use value. Why is Lao Liu so lingering?They are also from the same family, they are both orphans who grew up together, and they have no old enmity with each other, even if the sixth child loses his heart after practicing the soul-chasing Dafa, he still doesn't want to drive himself to death, right?So he sincerely asked Lao Liu this question.

"Everything, either don't do it, or do it absolutely." The sixth child replied equally sincerely, "Bi Yuxiao can only belong to me."