Christmas

A figure in red is sitting alone in an empty room, forming a lonely space by itself.

There is still a faint fragrance in the air, and white smoke curls up from the brown-glazed incense burner, like a white cat stretching its body lazily.

The upper part of the incense burner is composed of three layers of budding lotus petals. Each row of lotus has eleven petals, which are abstracted into a triangular shape. Each petal is engraved with flower stems of different sizes, which is very clear.

There is also an exquisite bird on the top of the cover, which is slim and graceful, overlooking the distance, and the lower half is a cylindrical hollow pillar.

Nostrils moved slightly to sniff the fragrance, Huarong's indifferent eyes did not have a trace of waves, and they were so deep that they couldn't see right.

Benzoin, in fact, he doesn't like this fragrance, he always thinks it is too feminine.

But Shi Yan likes it, or that woman likes it, so this use lasts for 15 years.

Countless times when he woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, Hua Rong would put out the incense, it seemed that only in this way could he feel some pleasure in his heart.

But the next day, the white smoke lingered again, stretching gracefully from the exquisite incense burner.

Hua Rong thought it was ridiculous, but when she smiled, her eyes turned red.

There was a crimson color reflected in the hollow eyes, and the gorgeous tongue of fire was licking his cheeks, and he seemed to have returned to that day again.He saw that the woman was wearing a flaming red dress, resolutely jumped into the endless sea of ​​flames behind her, her clothes were facing the wind, and the flames engulfed her and it seemed to be the same color as the man's clothes.

The flames soared into the sky, blinding Hua Rong's eyes for an instant, but Shi Yan's out-of-control shouts and knife-like questioning could be heard in his ears.

At that time, whose heart was being stabbed again.

The white clothes are stained with blood, but the whiteness is gone.

The redness in the eyes, the coolness on the cheeks, is it fire or a demon.

The woman smiles like a flower, becoming Huarong's nightmare, but has become a cinnabar mole on Shi Yan's heart, an indelible and unforgettable trace.A faint sigh sounded, and the entanglement and entanglement eventually became knots and resentments.

Whose obsession is the thought left behind in this space.

We really are just bad luck.

Standing up and stumbling to the bedside, there was a burst of pain in my heart, piercing to the bone.

Beads of sweat slid down from his forehead, soaking the sheets under his body, his thin palms were clenched tightly, blue veins were bulging, and his knuckles were turning white.

Hua Rong clenched his teeth, the only sound in the silent room was his rapid breathing, depressing and dull.

Then the panting sound gradually disappeared, leaving only a void, the indifference is so unreasonable.

Because it's a holiday now, Shi Xie and Xia Yao didn't intend to go back immediately, and planned to stay here for a few more days, but it happened that Shi Xie hadn't come back for a long time.

Although it is afternoon, the weather is still a bit hot, and Xia Yao, who is already wearing short-sleeved shorts, is still sweating from the heat. "Shi Xie, go and turn on the air conditioner."

"It's not good for your health to always turn on the air conditioner, not to mention you've been blowing it for a long time just now."

Putting down the book in his hand, Shi Xie got up and took out a fan from the cabinet, sat next to Xia Yao and fanned him.

The cool wind blows on my body one after another, and I feel a lot cooler immediately.

But looking at Shi Xie's neat clothes, Xia Yao still felt unconvinced.

As a prank, he stretched his palm, which was as hot as a stove, from under his clothes, and stuck it on Shi Xie's slightly cool skin.

"Why are you so cold, so comfortable..."

"It's your palms that are too hot."

While talking, Shi Xie moved his position slightly so that Xia Yao's palms were all on the flesh of his waist.

"Dad, Mom."

"Cousin, cousin."

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and before Xia Yao could react, Xiao Shen had already pounced on him and came towards him.

Xia Yao hurriedly sat up from the reclining chair, grabbed Xiao Shen to stabilize his body, otherwise both of them would fall to the ground.

But even so, the recliner still shook violently a few times, and Xiao Shen thought Xia Yao was playing with him, so he raised his head foolishly and laughed non-stop at Xia Yao.

Steady on the reclining chair, he couldn't help poking Xiao Shen's forehead, Xia Yao took a handkerchief aside and wiped the sweat off his brow.

"Mom, little uncle is here too."

Hearing Xiao Shen's words, Xia Yao noticed the figure of the official, and immediately stopped Shi Xie from fanning him, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"The historian is here too, sit down quickly, and I'll get you a glass of water."

"You don't have to be busy, cousin, I'll do it myself."

Speaking of which, the historian obediently poured himself a glass of water from the table, lowered his head and still had a mournful face, cousin, stop staring at me...

"Little Shen, please take care of me, this kid is too playful."

"Huh? No... It's not me or me. I just met him on the road and brought him here."

Waving his hand, the historian casually found a chair and sat down to explain.

Xia Yao was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Xiao Shen who was looking elsewhere.

"Where did you go, little ginseng?"

Put Xiao Shen on the chair next to him, Xia Yao moved uncomfortably, it was too hot.

Hearing Xia Yao's question, Xiao Shen no longer put on a show, rolled his big black eyes, and was about to say it, but suddenly remembered the agreement he had made with his elder brother, covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head.

Looking at his actions, Xia Yao was a little puzzled but didn't take it seriously. He just thought it was a child playing for fun, touched his head, and didn't ask him any more.

Shi Xie took a sip of his tea and looked at the official Shi.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing Shi Xie's question, the historian patted his head and remembered his purpose of coming here.

"Cousin, my dad is not in good health recently. Uncle showed him nothing but found nothing, but my dad's health is not getting better, so I want to ask my cousin to help."

"Me? But I don't know anything."

After rubbing his nose, Xia Yao looked at Shi Xie, only getting a peaceful look.

"What's the matter with third uncle's body? Wasn't it fine before?"

"Ah... I don't know too well, it's just that a month ago my dad was not feeling well, he kept coughing, and vomited blood a few times a few days ago, but I don't know exactly when he vomited... "

The historian scratched his head, a little embarrassed, his eyes wandered from side to side, but he didn't dare to look at Shi Xie.

Shi Xie didn't know the playful character of the official, but he knew that he couldn't ask anything from his mouth.

"You're eighteen this year, don't keep thinking about playing."

"Yes, cousin, I see."

He bowed his head obediently to be scolded, and the historian didn't dare to resist his big cousin at all.Whenever he saw Shi Xie's face, he would unconsciously think of the scene when Shi Xie knocked out one of his teeth with a punch when he was a child, and he still couldn't help the toothache when he saw Shi Xie now.

"Where's your dad?"

"In the side hall, uncle is treating him."

"Then let's go take a look."

Putting down the fan, Shi Xie stood up first, and the rest of G also stood up and left the room to the side hall together.

In the side hall, Shi Yan was sitting on a chair in a beige Tang suit, and Shi Heng in a black Tang suit was feeling his pulse. When he saw them coming in, he let go of his hands.

"Grandpa, grandma, third grandpa, uncle, aunt

As soon as they entered the door, the little ginseng yelled sweetly one by one, Bai Rou really loved him to the bone, smiled and took his little hand and talked softly. "Did Xiao Shen sleep well?"

"Well, where's grandma?"

"Grandma is fine too."

Smiling and touching Xiao Shen's small head, Bai Rou's eyes were tender.

"I got up early and went to play. I asked him where he was going but he still refused to say."

Xia Yao sat aside to answer the conversation, and even poked Xiao Shen's head.

"It's normal for a little boy to be naughty. Xiao Yao, are you still living in the habit? Do you need anything?"

"Ah...Mom, it's a good place to live."

Xia Yao glanced at Bai Rou who was smiling all over his face, Xia Yao was still a little embarrassed.

"Dad, how is third uncle?"

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, I can't feel anything."

Shaking his head and sighing, Shi Heng couldn't figure it out either, his pulse was strong and his veins didn't seem to have a problem, but Shi Yan just vomited blood from time to time.

Shi Xie hooked Shi Yan's wrist, as Shi Heng said, it didn't look like there was a problem.

"Little demon, come here."

Xia Yao came over in a daze, not knowing what he could do.

"Your spiritual power is a rare purification power. No foul air can escape your eyes. Come and try."

Being pressed on the chair by Shi Xie, Xia Yao looked at Shi Yan suddenly a little nervous.

"Xiao Yao held Third Uncle's wrist, followed Xiao Shen's spiritual power, and slowly felt it."

He held Shi Yan's wrist with one hand, and Xiao Shen's chubby little hand with the other.My heart calmed down a little, and I slowly closed my eyes.

A burst of cool breath slowly spread along the arms and limbs, as if responding to Xiao Shen's spiritual power, a burst of pure white air suddenly rose in the body.This white qi flows slowly along the meridians, and Xia Yao can feel their exuberant vitality.

A burst of milky white light suddenly appeared from the palm holding Shi Yan's wrist, and the pure white color revealed a sacred feeling.The white light slowly penetrated into Shi Yan's arm, slowly traveling along the chaotic and complicated meridians.

At the same time, Shi Yan also felt a burst of relief, and the sullenness that had accumulated in his heart for a long time also dissipated a lot.

The pure white Qi slowly walked to Shi Yan's heart vein, and saw a small red dot in a hidden place, Xia Yao curiously manipulated the Qi to approach slowly.It's just that the vision suddenly appeared, and before Xia Yao approached, the red spot suddenly burst into red light, and a scorching breath came, Xia Yao thought his arm was about to burn off.

He quickly let go, but it was still too late.

Shi Yan's face changed, he turned his head, spit out a big mouthful of dark red blood, then passed out as soon as his body went limp

Bai Rou and Baili Qianyan exclaimed, and hurried over to Fushiyan.

There was still a trace of pain in Xia Yao's palm, and his face was pale, obviously frightened.

Hua Rong, who was lying in the bamboo garden, also sat up suddenly, staring at the door with a gloomy face for a moment.

Finally, he sighed softly, and the fiery red clothes flew instantly, and he was no longer on the bed.

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