Yan Liang opened his eyes, and met those peach blossom eyes that were always rippling with water.

Candles were burning in the room, and when the wind blew, the crackling sound made the silence even more apparent.

"Brother Liang, you've woken up." Du Yu pursed his lips on purpose, making an aggrieved look.

Yan Liang propped himself up, rubbed his temples and forced a smile: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days and two nights, I'm so worried."

Hearing this, Yan Liang's expression froze, he thought he had only slept for half a day, his eyes unconsciously swept around, except for the flickering candles, there was no one else in the room.

Du Yu curled his lips: "Brother Liang has no conscience, he will watch over you until you wake up, and you will look for others as soon as you open your eyes."

Yan Liang smiled wryly: "Mr. Jiang is all right?"

"He's so brave, lost most of his blood, and didn't recuperate honestly, how could he be okay?" Du Yu said casually, waiting for Yan Liang's reaction with eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Yan Liang's heart sank, and only then did he notice the thick gauze wrapped around his wrist, and he knew it: "He changed my blood?"

"It's a good thing that kid came up with such a stupid way," Du Yu shook his head and smiled, with great interest: "Stupid, but it's also useful."

"Then how is he doing now?" Yan Liang rarely showed an anxious expression. Firstly, he didn't expect Jiang Wei, who was overly guarded against himself, to do this. Secondly, he couldn't bear to owe favors.

Du Yu shook his head solemnly: "It's very bad."

"what……?"

"I'm afraid I won't make it through tonight."

Yan Liang was dripping with cold sweat: "Isn't it???"

Du Yu said in a deep voice: "That day he lost most of his blood, and he carried Brother Liang back with a sigh of relief. He didn't know how to stop the bleeding, so he lost most of his life. These days..."

"So what?" Yan Liang was really anxious, his hands clenched into fists and his knuckles turned white.

"I guard Brother Liang and refuse to take good care of him."

"Senior Yan, I'm fine." Jiang Wei's voice was as calm as usual, passing over Duo Yu's shoulders, his eyes met. Perhaps the candlelight was too dim, which reflected his face blue, white and gray, and his cheeks were pale. It seems to be thinner than the previous few days.

Seeing the steaming medicine bowl in his hand, Yan Liang smiled gently: "Young Master Jiang is bothering you again."

Jiang Wei lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Master Du boiled the medicine, I just went to heat it up."

Du Yu glanced at Jiang Wei, then turned his gaze to Yan Liang, his peach blossom eyes curved playfully: "Brother Liang, don't thank me, we have long been inseparable from each other."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Du~" Yan Liang laughed, deliberately elongating his tone.

Du Yu clicked his tongue and tried to take the medicine bowl from Jiang Wei's hand, but the other party said calmly, "Let me do it."

The voice was very soft, but it was determined that could not be refuted, the warning color in his eyes flashed away, Du Yu was startled, and shuddered inexplicably.

"Young Master Lao Jiang." Yan Liang took the words and smiled slightly.

Du Yu, who came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yan Liang, then at Jiang Wei who was expressionless, curled his lips: "All of you are bullying me."

After finishing speaking, he winked at Jiang Wei: "Master Jiang must abide by the agreement between us. Brother Liang is the one I fell in love with first, and you can't take it if you like."

"..."

Yan Liang rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled: "Master Du, no one else has the time you have."

Du Yu clicked his tongue, and sighed: "Brother Liang, you will regret this."

After saying that, he walked out of the room slowly, there were only two people in the room, and there was a cramped silence.

"Shuidrills live in the Immortal Lake. I was careless that day." Yan Liang opened his mouth to break the subtle silence. It was indeed his negligence that day, and he forgot his own death setting for a moment.

Mandrills like human taste, and their teeth are highly poisonous. If the bitten person is not treated in time, the poison will enter the heart and die within half an hour.

Jiang Wei sat down on the edge of the couch: "Senior also wanted to save me at that time."

Saying so, he scooped up a spoonful of brown-black concoction and handed it to Yan Liang's lips. His long and narrow eyes looked at him fixedly, as if expecting something...

"I'll do it myself." If the other party was Du Yu, Yan Liang would think it was fine, but if it was the serious Jiang Wei, he would always find it weird...

"The injury on senior's wrist..."

"It's fine."

Yan Liang took the bowl from Jiang Wei's hand, held his breath and raised his head, gulping down all the bitter concoction into his stomach.

Jiang Wei on the side didn't even blink, he saw the senior's frowning and patient look, and finally his gaze stayed on the Adam's apple that was slightly sliding due to swallowing, and the corners of his lips raised imperceptibly.

Because of his weak health since he was a child, Yan Liang drank more medicine than he ate rice, and he was used to the bitterness and astringency of soup medicine, but this time it was different, after drinking a bowl of medicine, he felt a little sweet.

It's not that he has never drank the medicine Du Yu prepared, and he has never had a reason to return to it...

"You added snow cane to the medicine soup?"

"Well, I'm worried that senior won't be able to drink it."

Yan Liang's heart warmed up, and he smiled gently on his face: "I have a heart."

Jiang Wei took the empty bowl and said calmly, "If it wasn't for Senior, I would have died so many times."

"I was the one who took you out to purify the soul that day, so I will protect you." Yun Liang said this lightly, and Yan Liang felt that he was really a bit of an elder.

"It was underwater..."

"Cough... It's urgent, I offended you." Yan Liang cut off the other person's words with a guilty conscience. At that time, he used the mouth-to-mouth breathing method in a hurry. Thinking about it afterwards, he was always a little... embarrassed...

Jiang Wei was startled, then shook his head with a smile, his small canine teeth showing a handsome and playful look, he wanted to ask what happened to the water mandrill in the Immortal Lake, but his senior misunderstood him, so he didn't want to continue to explain.

It's a good misunderstanding.

At that time, the warm and ambiguous ambiguity came back to life again, spreading over his lips a little bit, and the slow submersion made him feel a slight suffocation.

Jiang Wei's face was stained with a thin layer of red.

"Also, that guy Du Yu is outspoken, but he doesn't mean anything malicious. If he says anything excessive to you, don't worry too much about it."

Jiang Wei nodded: "This junior understands."

After pondering for a moment, the long and narrow eyes were lowered, unable to see the color clearly, and said lightly: "Young Master Du's thoughts on seniors, this junior can understand."

Understand the word, accentuated the intonation.

Dazed for a moment, Yan Liang came to his senses, and smiled wryly with his forehead: "What are you thinking, he's just a child."

Yan Liang is obviously not conscious of his appearance and influence.

Jiang Wei smiled, noncommittal.

……

After being recuperated by Du Yu's various tonics for several days, and Jiang Wei personally cooking all kinds of delicacies, Yan Liang will recover within seven days.

From then on, he would bring Jiang Wei with him when he went out to purify the soul. They both walked in similar steps and cooperated with each other tacitly.

Yan Liang also clearly felt that Jiang Wei was gradually letting go of his guard, showing him a smile from time to time, with a fleeting innocence.

Du Yu, on the other hand, is becoming more and more distant from Jiang Wei. Yan Liang doesn't understand this very much. It stands to reason that Du Yu, a typical person who controls his face to death, should be very happy with the good-looking and well-behaved Jiang Wei...

He never knew that only he could see the so-called cuteness.

On August [-]th, the night wind was cold and cool, and the two returned from the Immortal Forest by the moon.

Now Jiang Wei is used to walking side by side with him, I don't know if it is Yan Liang's illusion, but after two or three months of getting along, he feels that Jiang Wei is as tall as himself.

Sure enough, the children of sixteen and seventeen have unlimited potential...

"What is the senior thinking?"

The autumn rainy season has passed, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce on this night. The moonlight is reflected in the narrow and long eyes, and the streamer is mellow.

Yan Liang came back to his senses and smiled lightly: "I think, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so let's take a day off, go to the market to buy some moon cakes to eat during the day, and set up a low table in the yard at night, drink tea and enjoy the moon. Have fun."

In the original world, the Mid-Autumn Festival was a cruel and lonely existence for Yan Liang, because he was a frightening oil bottle, and he was never allowed to serve the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner, fearing that his face would scare the relatives and children of his uncle's family.

Later, he became older and independent, and he never went back to a home that did not belong to him, nor did he have New Year's Eve dinner with others.

"What do seniors want to eat?"

"Actually, I don't care about it. I just want to meet the occasion. You can't even make mooncakes, can you?"

"Juniors can give it a try."

Yan Liang smiled teasingly: "You are so virtuous, which girl is really lucky to marry you."

Jiang Wei smiled and said nothing, Yan Liang saw his face was reddish under the faint moonlight, and started to tease him more: "Young Master Jiang, before the accident, did you have a sweetheart?"

Jiang Wei smiled and pondered for a moment: "Why do seniors think so?"

"That blue flower pendant, isn't it a token of love from the girl's family?" Although Jiang Wei is a wild character, Yan Liang always believes that even passers-by like the background board in the book have their own love and hatred.

"It's a relic left to me by my mother." Jiang Wei's tone was indifferent, without sadness or joy.

"……Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it was more than ten years ago."

Yan Liang was a little shy, and unconsciously quickened his pace, Jiang Wei followed him for a cup of tea, his lips moved, and hesitantly said: "Senior, let's have the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, I want to tell you something. "

Seeing that his expression was a bit unnatural, Yan Liang was startled and said in surprise: "What can't be said now?"

Jiang Wei pretended to be indifferent: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the younger generation thinks it's better to say tomorrow."

In fact, it was he who didn't have the courage to speak up now, thinking that he would have to drink at the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, and the wine was so cowardly, that he would confess his identity and doubts to his predecessors at that time...

Yan Liang also smiled calmly: "You kid, you have also learned how to be tricky."

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