Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

In the evening, Qu Yan and Wu Zhuofan visited together.

The two looked like they were visiting a sick person, carrying a bag of fruit and buying a bouquet of flowers.But as soon as he entered the door, he was complained by Fu Lin, "Who would give the patient Purple Rose? My brain was caught by the door"...

Wu Zhuofan didn't bother to argue for himself that "it's all Qu Yan's idea", when he saw the figure with plaster on his arm, he immediately entered the scene like a movie star, and rushed to hug the opponent's thigh: "Mr. Wen! Mr. Wen, I'm sorry Ah~~~"

Wen Jingyao: "..."

He was obviously used to Fa Xiao's dramatic personality, so he pushed it away very calmly: "No need to repent."

"Mr. Wen, after I went back last night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night, and your sincere teachings to me kept echoing in my ears..."

"Wu Zhuofan."

"Have!"

"If you really feel sorry, don't cause trouble in the game in the future."

"Definitely, I promise I won't cause you any more trouble." Wu Zhuofan nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, "I came up with a good idea for this, why don't you come to Ukiyo to supervise me to play games, Mr. Wen, or Shall I go to Longhu to be your attendant? With you by my side, I will definitely not have any problems. "

"...I don't have time to talk to you."

"Wooooow." Wu Zhuofan pretended to cry twice, and quickly took out two things from his bag.

"Mr. Wen, in order to express my apology, I specially brought you two good things."

"Qiang~ This is a special fixation belt for fracture patients. I bought three different colors for you to choose." He said in an advertising tone, "White gauze is easy to get dirty, and it will look beautiful if it replaces gauze." too much."

Wen Jingyao nodded, expressing satisfaction.

"Also, this is a special waterproof bag for patients with fractures, an artifact for bathing!" Wu Zhuofan held up another item in a transparent package, "I know Mr. Wen, you have a cleanliness habit, and if you don't wash it, you will definitely suffocate to death. As long as you use it, it is 100% waterproof! You will never be afraid of getting the plaster wet when you take a shower!"

Wen Jingyao was obviously more satisfied with this item, and immediately took it apart to have a look.

Wu Zhuofan was complacent when he suddenly felt a murderous gaze shot from behind, piercing his spine.

I couldn't help shivering, and when I looked back, I saw Fu Lin who was smiling kindly.

"Old Wu, you are really caring, hearty, ah."

Wu Zhuofan: "..."

Although his face was full of smiles, and what he said was obviously a compliment, why did he vaguely hear a bit of gnashing of teeth...

Of course Wu Zhuofan couldn't understand Fu Lin's secret thoughts, but Qu Yan knew the little thoughts of his best friend best, laughing so hard that he almost rolled under the sofa.

Wen Jingyao looked at them blankly.

Fu Lin went to the kitchen to make dinner, and Qu Yan followed him in and asked, "Hey, what's going on now?"

"what?"

"You and him." Qu Yan tilted his head, "I feel like I'm like a neighborhood aunt now, worrying about the partner for the young man all day long."

"Thank you, Aunt Qu."

"..."

"I told him everything yesterday, including the past. He didn't show any rejection after he found out..."

"That's ding?"

"How can it be?" Fu Lin shook his head, "Although there is no rejection, there is no intention to go further."

"Hey, I said you two are really a typical example of 'I want to kill you so much'." Qu Yan slapped his forehead bitterly, "You said it's been so long to cultivate a relationship, and it's almost time for you to be enlightened. You've got the hang of it, why is it always so close? I really wish I could tie you two together and throw them in a small dark room."

"Okay, did you bring the things I asked you to bring?" Fu Lin changed the topic.

"Bring it, I'll put it in your room."

What Fu Lin said was a special medicine for bruises.

During the fight yesterday, I deliberately showed mercy to the opponent, but was accidentally kicked in the back by the boss.Of course, his injury was considered the lightest among several people, and he could be cured by simply applying medicine for two or three days.

After several people had dinner, Wu Zhuofan and Qu Yan played games affectionately in the living room again, while Wen Jingyao read a book without distraction.

Fu Lin quietly returned to his room and opened the medicine Qu Yan brought.

In the past, he and Qu Yan often fought outside, and this kind of medicine was the most indispensable thing at home.Now that the mountain has been "closed" for several years, the familiar smell has become a little strange.

The injured part was on the upper side, just where his hands were not easy to reach.After trying several times, I felt that I couldn't make it work, so I couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, so I threw the bottle away and planned to ask Qu Yan to come in to help.

As a result, he was startled as soon as he opened the door, Wen Jingyao was standing at the door of his room, his uninjured right hand slightly raised, as if he was about to knock on his door.

Fu Lin: "..."

While he was in a daze, Wen Jingyao had already walked in and closed the door behind him.

"You were injured yesterday?"

"Uh, no, I..."

In fact, there is no point in denying it. The smell of medicine in the room is not deceiving.

"I saw Qu Yan when he came, he was carrying medicine."

"..." Should Wen Jingyao be praised for his outstanding eyesight?Speaking of it, God is really unfair. It’s fine if I didn’t like studying since I was a child. This person in front of me is obviously a true academic master. After reading so many notes and writing so many notes, he has no tendency to be short-sighted at all.

"It's just a slight injury, it's okay."

"where is it?"

"...on the back."

"Let me see."

"..."

No matter what strange words Wen Jingyao said, he would use a very upright and undeniable tone, just like a teacher assigning homework, you have to accept it if you don't want to.

Fu Lin had no choice but to lift up his clothes obediently.Because there are scars on the body, it is taboo to expose them to outsiders. Over time, those parts of the upper body that do not see the sun will become fairer.Now that there is an obvious bruise, it makes people feel more and more intrusive.

"Right here..."

"It's blue. Will it hurt?"

"It's a little dull pain, but it's nothing, it will be fine in two or three days."

"I'll help you with the medicine."

"..."

Fu Lin almost bumped his head against the wall.

"No, no, no, really, really no need." He shook his head like a rattle, "You are an injured patient now, how can you let the injured patient serve me... I just ask Qu Yan to come in."

Wen Jingyao frowned slightly when he heard the word "Qu Yan".

Before Fu Lin could figure out what this man was thinking, the scene in front of him suddenly turned upside down, and the next second his head hit the soft bed, and when he opened his eyes, he could only see the ceiling above his head.

Because the bed is too close to the door...

No, that's not the point! !

The point is that he was pushed down by the male god! !

When facing the person he likes, Fu Lin has always been defenseless, or at all defenseless.Because as soon as he gets close to the other party, that cold breath is enough to make him dizzy, and instantly throw all his instincts to the sky.If someone usually touches him, he will definitely be kicked away without even touching the edge of his clothes. Now...

He's not all right.

His body was so stiff that he couldn't move, and all kinds of scenes of the Eighteen Prohibitions popped up in his empty mind one after another.Just when Fu Lin suspected that his head would explode in the next second, Wen Jingyao spoke.

Still a low, undeniable voice.

"Turn over."

"..."

Fu Lin turned over obediently and lay down on the bed.

In the next second, I felt a chill behind my back, and a few drops of medicine stained the bare skin on my back.

A strong and refreshing bitter smell spread, Fu Lin couldn't help but move his waist, then Wen Jingyao pressed his palm down, and slowly rubbed the bruised part away with just the right amount of force .

Wen Jingyao is not very good at serving people, and now he can only use one hand, but he is very patient and meticulous when applying medicine and massage.

Fu Lin's heart was full of mixed feelings, all kinds of delusions and emotions were intertwined, so he could only bury his face and savor this sweet and painful moment secretly.

About 3 minutes or so, he took the initiative to stop.

"...It's fine." Her face was still buried in the pillow, her voice was muffled, "Go and wash your hands."

"Ah."

Wen Jingyao stopped when he heard this, stood up, opened the door and left.Fu Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, his muscles suddenly relaxed, and he collapsed on the bed like a lump of soft mud.

"It's too embarrassing..." He muttered to himself.

In the past, when Wen Jingyao was at a loss about everything and even deliberately avoided him, he always wanted to tease the other party, took the initiative to have some physical contact, and was very eager to touch his face, hold hands and eat tofu.But now, as they felt each other's feelings, Wen Jingyao's actions became more and more unreasonable, and he himself became extremely nervous.

Without the constraints of "taboos", a man who acts on "instinct" in terms of emotions is really a bit scary when you think about it...

If Qu Yan knew what happened just now, he would definitely laugh at him for being an inexperienced innocent little virgin.

Fu Lin sighed, and rubbed his cheeks against the soft pillow twice.

Wen Jingyao was very angry at the beginning of yesterday's fight.

The reason for his anger is "they will hurt", not "they hurt themselves".

At first, Wen Jingyao didn't know what kind of person Fu Lin was or what kind of past he had.At the beginning, his impression was low-key, gentle, and polite, which basically met all his requirements for a roommate, so he accepted him easily.

As the days of getting along gradually lengthen, the understanding of each other also accumulates actively or passively.Wen Jingyao found that Fu Lin's temper was not as good as he imagined.In spite of this discovery, he was not in the slightest disgusted by it.I even think that Fu Lin, who sometimes has a little temper and tricks, is more cute.

Doing the math, from the exposure of "Guangling"'s identity to the exposure of "true face" now, in just a few days, a lot of things really happened...the amount of information is a bit too much.

Should he lose his temper?

In theory yes.In any case, the other party is deliberately hiding it from him.

But he is doomed to lose his temper.It's like being left alone at home when the power went out that night, and in the end, he had no other thoughts other than eagerly wanting Fu Lin to come back and stay within his sight.

Wen Jingyao's life from childhood to adulthood has always been well-behaved.He really didn't want to be in contact with people with bad tempers, he disliked violence, and he didn't like all behaviors that waste youth and life.But he can try to understand Fu Lin and understand why the other party is unwilling to speak out easily.Especially when looking at the terrible scar left by the past, even knowing that everything is in the past, there is still a dull pain somewhere in my heart.

Anyway, it's fine...

Only when the fresh life is still alive, can they meet each other in this world and continue to accompany each other, say good morning to each other before going out every day, and return to the same place when night falls, sharing the warm lights of a room.