Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

Shen Chichuan reached out and pulled him up from the ground: "Scared?"

Yan Shijun adjusted his messy clothes, and gave him a blank look: "What are you doing here? Could it be that you are in a panic and want to entertain me?"

Shen Chichuan smiled without saying a word, a trace of shyness flashed across his face, and he quickly covered it up.Reaching out to catch the bamboo basket on his body, he turned the bouquet in his hand into Yan Shijun's hand.

Yan Shijun looked at the lump in his hand that could hardly be called a "flower", and was stunned for a while: "Why...why?"

Shen Chichuan put the bamboo basket on his back, turned his head, a look of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, he even stumbled a bit when he spoke: "I heard from Li Zhe that in your hometown, flowers are usually used to express love."

Yan Shijun suddenly remembered Li Zhe's ten floats back then, and was stunned. He paused for a while, as if he had come to his senses: "You hung Li Zhe upside down for half an hour that day, and you asked this?"

When Shen Chichuan heard this, he couldn't hold his face in embarrassment for a moment. He still remembered that Li Zhe would send bouquets from time to time in those days, and they were almost lined up in front of the medical hall, attracting many people to watch.Shen Chichuan didn't know why, that brat Li Zhe deliberately showed off in front of him, saying that he had mastered the secret book of attacking Yan Shijun, and by the way humiliated Shen Chichuan ignorantly.

At that time, little Li Zhe thought that he would be able to escape under the protection of many servants, but he didn't know that he underestimated Shen Chichuan.But in an instant, before the smug smile fell on Li Zhe's face, Shen Chichuan had already approached.

Then young master Li Zhe was hung upside down on the books in the backyard of the hospital for half an hour.

No one knows what exactly Shen Chichuan asked Li Zhe that day, only that Shen Chichuan came out of the backyard in high spirits, and when the servants rushed in, Li Zhe hugged him with snot and tears Yan Shijun's thigh greeted all eighteen generations of Shen Chichuan's ancestors.

Co-author Shen Chichuan asked this the other day?

Yan Shijun chuckled, and looked down at the unaesthetic bouquet in his hand. If Shen Chichuan hadn't said that the flowers were for expressing love, Yan Shijun would have thought they were for going to the grave.

But...it's pretty ugly.

Shen Chichuan carried a bamboo basket on his back and opened the way ahead. He cleared away all the thorns and dead grass along the way, creating a clean trail.Yan Shijun followed slowly behind, looking at his back, the mended coarse plain clothes on his body did not make him feel poor, but he felt a little more gentle and refined, but what surprised Yan Shijun even more was that this was gone. When I saw him wearing it for the first time, I felt a sense of disobedience. After watching it for a long time, I suddenly felt a bit like living in the countryside and husband and wife farming.

The hostility from his body had quietly disappeared at some point, and the shadow of the vicious and brutal leader of the Demon Cult could no longer be found on Shen Chichuan's body.He carefully cleared the roadblocks in front, his back that has always been straight, even if he bent his waist, his shoulders were tense, the hand holding the sword held a short knife for the first time and tried to fight against the bushes and thorns, his back seemed to blend into this scene In the wild forest in the mountains, there is an indescribable harmony.

Shen Chichuan walked in front for a while, but found that no one was following behind him, turned around and found that Yan Shijun was playing with something far away on the ground, saw him turn around, and said to Shen Chichuan: "Put your hand out come out."

Although Shen Chichuan was puzzled, he did it anyway.

Shen Chichuan's fingers have distinct joints, round and smooth, and the palms have calluses from years of grinding with swords, and now there are more wounds cut by thorns.

Yan Shijun carefully put a small ring on his finger. This ring was too simple, but it was woven from a dry grass, with a small white flower hanging on it.The ring was put on Shen Chichuan's hand, unexpectedly it was just right, against his white joints, it seemed that the ring was not so crude.

"What is this?" Shen Chichuan looked at it twice, "It's actually pretty good."

Yan Shijun spread Shen Chichuan's fingers, rubbed Shen Chichuan's finger with the ring, and counted: "This is called the ring finger. In my hometown, wearing a ring on the ring finger has a special meaning."

"What's the meaning?"

Yan Shijun suddenly blushed his old face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After a long pause, he buzzed like a mosquito: "The meaning of getting married."

Shen Chichuan was taken aback for a moment, those ears that could hear footsteps every few miles seemed to be deaf at this moment, and asked repeatedly in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"It's fine if you don't hear it."

Yan Shijun turned around arrogantly, and was about to leave, but Shen Chichuan held him in his arms from behind, and his deep voice rang softly in his ears, implying uncontrollable surprise: "I heard it."

How could he not hear it, but he was too excited and thought he was hallucinating.

Shen Chichuan was overjoyed, recalling Yan Shijun's words over and over again, the corners of his lips kept rising.

What did he just hear?

marriage!

Yan Shijun talked about getting married!

This is the scene that Shen Chichuan has thought about many times in his heart, this is the answer he has been pursuing so hard, and it has come true at this moment without warning!Shen Chichuan suddenly didn't know what to say, his language system seemed to be completely disordered in an instant, he could only murmur and repeat a sentence, his warm breath fell on Yan Shijun's neck: "I finally waited, I It's finally here..."

Yan Shijun was held in his arms, and Shen Chichuan's strength was enormous, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.He turned his head slightly, and met Shen Chichuan's shining eyes, and suddenly felt that his heartbeat that had been soaring in a straight line just now suddenly stabilized, followed by an unspeakable sweet taste surging up.

Is this the taste of love?

Shen Chichuan held him in his arms, showing no sign of letting go, Yan Shijun let him hug him like this, his eyes fell on the junction of the mountain and the sea of ​​clouds, the sun set in the west, dyeing half of the sky red, Yan Shijun could see After a long time, I suddenly lost my mind.

The early spring wind was still mixed with the chill of the cold winter, and it was slightly cool on the face.In the distance, the sunset smudges the blue sky, and from time to time a bird or two flies past the clouds, disappearing into the forest that has not yet fully awakened.

He suddenly felt that this is actually quite good.Although there is no mobile phone, no computer, no games, no complicated social and interpersonal relationships, and no life of a scholar who goes to morning classes and catches up with self-study.But I have time to appreciate the real natural scenery and feel the purest emotion without any impurities.

Just like now.

"What are you thinking? Huh? So inattentive?"

Deep resentment gushed out of Shen Chichuan's deep voice, and Yan Shijun turned his head dissatisfied: How long did it take for the relationship to be confirmed before there were complaints?

He turned his head, and before he could speak, his lips were sealed by a cool lip, and then all the dissatisfaction disappeared between the inseparable lips and teeth...

[The author has something to say: The sugar is about to end...]