[Shen Jian] Plum rain

04

Yang Jian fell ill just like that, and fell into a drowsy sleep all day, but there was no sign of waking up.The nephew didn't know whether his abdominal pain or internal injury would come on suddenly, so he guarded him half a step and dared not leave.In the middle of the night, an ambiguous lamp was lit in the room. Together with the faint lamp, Chen Xiang drifted in and out of the dream. He suddenly heard voices in his ears. He woke up suddenly and looked at Yang Jian, but saw that he was still asleep. Nothing happened.

A spot of light like a bean fire danced erratically, reflecting the half-brightness of the bed curtain, and pulling out a strangely shaped shadow on the wall.With only a slight movement of Chen Xiang, the shadow covered half of Yang Jian's face.

He was not sleeping well, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.On the bright side, you can vaguely see the tenderness when you first met; on the dark side, it is slightly gloomy, making the tenderness you saw just now seem like an illusion.

Is it really an illusion?Unwilling to ask herself, Chen Xiang stroked Yang Jian's cheek with her hand, brushed his picturesque eyebrows with her fingertips, and finally stayed on his lips.

The faint light was completely covered by shadows, and the weird figure on the wall leaned over slightly, dabbling like a dragonfly on water.

"That's it," Chen Xiang murmured softly, "If it can continue like this for thousands of years, it won't be a problem..."

As if intoxicated, he left his fingertips from his lips, and reluctantly slid them past his ears, and landed in his hair. He grabbed a handful of black hair, stroked it down from the root of the hair, and stroked it again.

The palms and fingers seemed to have the smell of Yang Jian.Chen Xiang is greedy for light sniffing, intoxicated in the ulterior taboo pleasure, unable to extricate himself.

The distorted shadow on the wall raised its head slightly, and a satisfied sigh was heard next to its ears.

After that, there was another indistinct voice, which easily awakened Chen Xiang from her charming and unrestrained reveries.

He held his breath for a moment and listened.After a while, Yang Jianfang spoke again, calling out in a low voice, "Master..."

——Master.These two unfamiliar words fell into his ears, Chen Xiang couldn't distinguish them for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly thought: He must indeed have a master, I heard that it is the real Yuding of Yuquan Mountain, but he has not appeared in the world for nearly a thousand years, I don't know whether it is dead or alive.Thinking about this point, I saw Yang Jian waking up leisurely.

Although he woke up, he didn't wake up.Chen Xiang didn't know whether he was sick and confused, or he was still immersed in a dream, opened his eyes and saw Chen Xiang, and called "Master" again.

The nephew's heart sank, and he asked coldly, "Yang Jian, can you see who I am?"

Yang Jian's eyes were deeply soaked with exhaustion from illness, and maybe he couldn't hear Chen Xiang's question at all, as if his eyes were extremely tired, he lightly paused on the top of the bed for a moment, closed his eyes again, and murmured to himself: "I am uncomfortable."

He seemed to want to say something, but after all, his voice was low and weak, and the tip of his tongue twisted and turned several times, but he couldn't really say it.Xu was called "Chen Xiang", Xu still called "Master", Chen Xiang couldn't care about it anymore, so he just whispered in Yang Jian's ear and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Knead the abdomen lightly.

Since there is no response.Yang Jian fell asleep quietly again, and did not hear any ravings until the dawn broke in the early morning.

Only Chen Xiang was still thinking about Yang Jian's dreamy four words over and over again, not daring to rest, and helped him massage until dawn.

He was just afraid that what Yang Jian felt uncomfortable was not his body, but his heart.If it was the latter, he couldn't find any countermeasures other than saying goodbye to Yang Jian.

Love a person, knowing the weather.

With Yang Jian's illness, Chen Xiang had even more reason to stay.The next day, before Yang Jian woke up, Chen Xiang rushed back to Liu's Village to appease Yang Chan, took two changes of clothes, and planned to stay in Yang's mansion for a few more days.

Yang Jian never welcomed Chen Xiang, but now he has no choice at all.Usually he could barely get out of bed and walk around alone, but now he couldn't, not to mention his waist and legs were sore and weak, he would feel dizzy after sitting for a while, and he didn't know why his physical body protested like this.Chen Xiang came back from Liujia Village in the afternoon, saw that the weather had cleared up, and Yang Jian seemed to be in better spirits than when he woke up yesterday morning, so he put a bed sheet on the corridor and helped Yang Jian out to get some air.

After the rain, it was sunny, the sun was not strong, and there was an occasional breeze.Although Yang Jian was lying on the soft bed, Chen Xiang stubbornly hugged his upper body in his arms and wrapped it in a thin quilt, making up his mind to keep him out of the wind.Protesting was useless and powerless, so Yang Jian could only follow Chen Xiang's unreasonable and childish behavior, and let him half-embrace him and close his eyes to rest.

On the way, Yang Jian said that his legs were numb, so Chen Xiang went into the house and took out a cushion to cushion Yang Jian, and then helped him massage.When he raised his head again, his gaze habitually swept outside the barrier, and he saw a squirrel standing not far away, raising its fluffy tail and shaking it violently at him.

No, it wasn't him wagging its tail at all.Chen Xiang looked at Yang Jian, sure enough, it was he who was eyeing the squirrel outside the barrier.

Even though the "eye contact" is just Chen Xiang's conjecture, considering that Yang Jian once raised a dog, it is likely that although he is obsessed with obsession, he still has a bit of humanity.But even the dog left him, and he didn't even see a dog in the Kunlun Mountains battle. Presumably, he felt cold about Yang Jian's self-willed master.Thinking about it this way, Yang Jian felt pitiful.

It is true that poor people must have something to hate.Chen Xiang caught the squirrels, cleaned them with mana, and carefully placed them on the soft couch—but since he still has emotions for mortal things, he might as well use these creatures to call back his conscience.

Whether Yang Jian knows what his nephew really thinks, Chen Xiang is not sure.He only saw that Yang Jian was stunned for a moment after seeing Chen Xiang's actions, and raised his eyes and asked, "What is this for?"

"Let it accompany you," Chen Xiang said, "especially when you miss Xiaotiangou."

Yang Jian didn't know why for a while.He does miss Xiaotiangou from time to time, but so far, he has never mentioned it to Chen Xiang.It can only be attributed to the nephew's carefulness, Yang Jian did not argue, it was tantamount to acquiescing.

But his obedient appearance, in Chen Xiang's eyes, is really glaring.He only said that once he agreed to let Yang Jian go free, he would change his previous tricky and mean attitude, and would no longer make things difficult for Chen Xiang.In the end, Chen Xiang attributed all the changes to Yang Jian's dislike of him, and even thought of the "Master" that Yang Jian called out in a daze last night. He couldn't help but feel sour, and asked in a muffled voice: "Yesterday you said you were uncomfortable...why did you feel uncomfortable?" ?”

The squirrel is not afraid of people at all, and has already climbed onto Yang Jian with all hands and feet.Yang Jian stroked its tail, and suddenly heard Chen Xiang's question, he was unavoidably surprised: "Me?" He quickly realized, "You can believe the nonsense."

"That's not nonsense," Chen Xiang was very stubborn, "You took me as your master to say that you were suffering. If you knew that I was the one who guarded you yesterday, you wouldn't say that."

Chen Xiang thought about these two questions for half the night.He has never been a person who can speak well, and he doesn't know how to beat around the bush when he speaks, and he doesn't like Yang Jian's endless thoughts.He felt uncomfortable, eager to possess Yang Jian, and kept making troubles, but he didn't want to ruin the rare peace between their uncle and nephew just because of an outsider.So he pondered over these two questions for a long time, and even pondered over Yang Jian's reaction several times.

But Yang Jian's feedback didn't match what he thought.

"I practiced with my master when I was your age," he said with a flat expression, as if he was just mentioning an unrelated person. "It's not strange to think of him once in a while."

Chen Xiang still did not give up, and continued to ask: "Then the person you are waiting for is your master?"

"..." Yang Jian hesitated slightly, as if he didn't understand why, "Is that very important?"

"I always thought you had betrayed everyone. Although my mother didn't say anything, I could see that she also had doubts about you. But... I just want to know that your so-called master will really be an enemy of the Three Realms , come to save you?"

After hearing the first half of Chen Xiang's sentence, Yang Jian felt a little heavy and regretful in his heart; after hearing the inexplicable second half of the sentence, Yang Jian couldn't help showing a little impatience.Chen Xiang caught his anxiety in time, and said again: "It's because you're by my side that you feel uncomfortable. Otherwise, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Where did this come from—although most of it was Yang Jian's own hint to Chen Xiang before, which caused Chen Xiang to think so, but now he is confused and thinks that it is Chen Xiang's random guess.So he said: "What are you trying to do?"

Chen Xiang was also in a hurry, and immediately retorted: "I'm a bull's-eye? If you don't get out of the bull's-horse first, how can you have the nerve to talk about me? Was it you who said you hated me before? Why are you pretending to be innocent now?"

For a young man of his age, he would not listen to anyone if he was stubborn; in addition, Yang Jian had no room for refutation, so he simply picked up the squirrel and stuffed it into Chen Xiang's arms, and stopped talking.

To be alive is to become angry from embarrassment.

"...Hey, this squirrel," Chen Xiang was forced to hug the little furry thing, at a loss, "You don't want it anymore?"

When he lowered his head, he met the squirrel's eyes, and the other party in his eyes was a pitiful and abandoned face.

Yang Jian ignored him.

"Then I don't want it anymore, just throw it away." Chen Xiang simply put the squirrel on the ground, "I'm angry with my nephew, are you three years old or three thousand years old?" Then she sat aside in annoyance and stopped talking.

The uncle and nephew sat on one side, speechless for a long time.The squirrel squatted on the ground, holding the toe of Chen Xiang's shoe and chewing on it.

In fact, it gnaws and can't move, and it doesn't know what it is attached to.But it hurts.Chen Xiang couldn't help thinking, isn't what he did just the same as himself?

Stubbornly pursuing feelings that do not belong to him.Every time I think about this, it is accompanied by bursts of slight pain—unknowingly, I feel pity for myself, and I can't help but hug the squirrel back, fetch it from the air and give it food, talking about comfort.

Not long after, the squirrels in this room were eating happily, but Yang Jian in the other room probably felt uncomfortable sitting, and tried to stand up.As soon as he moved, Chen Xiang didn't even care about the squirrel, and quickly reached out to help him.Fortunately, Yang Jian didn't reject his intention. He got up from Shanruliu, took a fixed look at him, and explained: "My master has been in retreat with Yuanshi Tianzun for hundreds of years. Since you miss him so much, go to Kunlun Mountain to find him. "

What he said was so good, but he said it in a weird way.After hearing this, Chen Xiang felt depressed: "I miss him? Obviously you miss him. Although you will be free in a few days, you don't have to be so eager to see him. He has great powers, and it is impossible for him to be indifferent to the outside world. I don’t know. As his disciple, such a big incident happened to you, and he didn’t leave the customs, so it seems that he doesn’t treat you very well.” After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, he squatted down in front of him, Instead, she held Yang Jian's arms, ignored his futile struggle, forced him on her back, and led him into the room.At the end, I put him back on the bed, and when I looked back, I saw his expression was uneasy, but I couldn't tell how happy he was.