Si Tian Guan

They lived in the South Road Chanyuan for three or four days. When they were about to return, they encountered the first heavy snow this year and had to stay for a few more days.

Qu Chenzhou shrank his hands and hid in the room, refusing to come out.

Liu Chongming knew that this body suffered a lot from the cold when he was young, especially when he was disfigured, he passed out several times in the snow, so he didn't force him.

Fortunately, Bai Shilei was still there, so he dressed Qu Chenzhou like a ball and dragged him out no matter what.

Liu Chongming and Shi Shiran followed behind with his hands in his hands.

Qu Chenzhou completely lost his former composure and composure. He stood at a loss in the half-foot-deep snow, wrapped in layers of winter clothes.

Eye sockets were wet, looking wronged, like a lost animal, wondering if the tip of the nose covered under the mask was also red.

Liu Chongming was leaning on a tree beside him, turning a ball of snowballs upside down in his hands, and suddenly wondered interestingly, if the person was buried in the snow now, would the little fox cry immediately.

"Bai...Little General Bai."

Qu Chenzhou looked down at the feet that disappeared under the snow, feeling a little uncomfortable, not because of the past, but because he didn't know what he was going to do when he came out in the ice and snow.

"Call me Brother Lei."

"..." Qu Chenzhou glanced at Liu Chongming, and asked softly, "Are you looking for something?"

Bai Shilei first rolled a snowball in his hand, took a look at his small body that would collapse when the wind blows, resolutely gave up the plan for a snowball fight, threw the snowball to the ground, and asked him: "Build a snowman, will you?"

Qu Shenzhou shook his head.

When he was in Jinxi Academy, Liu Chongming also proposed to have a snowball fight. How dare he touch these nobles, he could only stand against the wall, and was coaxed and beaten into a snowman by the Bai family brothers.

As soon as Liu Chongming pulled him out of the snow, he fled back without touching the ground, and refused to come out no matter how loud he was called.

In the second year, there was no snow due to drought, and after that, he returned to the palace and had no chance to play with others in the snow.

Although the emperor asked the painter to draw him enjoying the snow under the plum tree, but when he looked at the painting, he felt that standing under the plum tree was just a lifeless withered bone.

"Come on, let me teach you." Bai Shilei pulled him to squat down, and taught him to push the snowball bigger: "Look, let's roll it first, why is this snow not sticky? Look at me."

Qu Chenzhou carefully watched Bai Shilei rub his hands together, stroked the snowball a few times, and then rolled it in the snow, making it bigger again.

He also tried to stretch out his hand from his sleeve, but was pulled by Bai Shilei and pressed against the snowball.

"See, first melt this layer of snow, and then it will grow bigger. Let's build a snowman as tall as you, shall we!"

A bone-piercing coolness came from the fingertips, and Qu Chenzhou looked at his palm, which was covered with a thin layer of snow.

The last time he stood in the snow, the snowflakes passed through his palm, he didn't know the pain, he didn't know the cold, and it was dark everywhere. He curled up under the flagpole with the dead body, feeling dazed.

But now, the snowflakes are melting in his body temperature, he is standing in broad daylight, someone is making noise beside him, and...

He turned his face slightly, and when he met Liu Chongming's eyes, a snowflake was falling on his eyelashes, blown by the breath in his face, and one eye was wet.

It's good to be alive.

Who wants to care about the nightmares of its past, the sins of the past life!

He suddenly picked up the fist-sized snowball and shattered it on Bai Shilei's chest with a loud bang.

Bai Shilei was so startled that he jumped back again and again, and only when he heard Liu Chongming couldn't help laughing, did he widen his eyes: "Are you having a snowball fight? Come and play!"

He got up with a tiger leap, swept his hands on the ground, and the scattered snow rushed towards Qu Shenzhou like a snow-white cloak.

But before he flew forward, a foot calmly stretched out from the side, tripping him into the snow.

"Second brother, what are you doing!" Bai Shilei's eyebrows and cheeks were covered with fine snow, he turned over and yelled dissatisfiedly: "It's just a snowball fight, I'm not trying to bully Xiao Shenzhou!"

"He is mine, bullying or not is up to me," Liu Chongming poked his cousin with his foot, "Go to the yard to get a snow shovel, if you want to pile it up, make a big one, and take out two glazed beads. "

Bai Shilei looked at his eyes to signal, then looked at Qu Chenzhou, suddenly realized, jumped up and ran back: "Wait for me!"

The snow swallowed up the sound of Bai Shilei's footsteps, and the silence in the mountains was only the sound of snow falling.

Qu Chenzhou picked up a ball of snow and pressed it harder and harder in his hands. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of someone squatting beside him, and then looked away.

"Why don't you talk?" Liu Chongming watched him turn the snowball upside down: "I thought that after being enlightened by the abbot, at least I could open it up."

"What does your son want me to open up?" Qu Chenzhou asked him back.

"Any hole is fine," Liu Chongming slowly scratched the snowball with his fingertips, poking two holes out forcefully: "Both upper and lower, whichever is fine, I don't choose."

Qu Chenzhou bit his lip, and after a while he said bitterly: "Your Majesty is really not what he used to be, he has learned a lot of bastard words."

"Okay, that's understandable, it looks like we're going to a draw," Liu Chongming said with a smile, "Thanks to you."

Qu Shenzhou turned around and turned his back to him.

Liu Chongming crouched down in front of him again.

"Your Majesty dismissed Little General Bai, what do you want to say?" Qu Chenzhou finally couldn't help asking.

"What were you thinking just now?" Liu Chongming grabbed the snow and helped him patch the hole, and asked softly, "Is it from the past?"

Qu Chenzhou stopped his hands, the snow was vast and white, his eyes hurt from looking at it for a long time, so he could only raise his eyes to look at Liu Chongming.

"My son..." He hesitated for a long time before slowly answering: "On the third day after my death, the capital began to snow intermittently, and it was almost as big as this."

Liu Chongming felt as if he was being grabbed by someone. He lowered his head and was speechless, but quickly realized: "You... you are dead, how do you know it's snowing?!"

"Scared my son," Qu Chenzhou said with a slight smile, "To be honest, I don't know what happened. After my death, my soul left my body, but I can still hear and see it. I've been waiting After being put down for fourteen days, he came back to life in this body."

Liu Chongming was startled: "Was... put down?"

Qu Chenzhou was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, he forced a smile: "It's a thing of the past."

But even if he didn't say it, Liu Chongming couldn't figure it out.

When I met Qu Shenzhou for the first time in the chaifang, Steward Lin once said that "he was just let down after being hung up all night".

No matter how serious the crime was, even the dead body would not be spared after death.

Qu Chenzhou lowered his head, waiting quietly, waiting for someone to continue to question, but Xueluo was silent, he only felt a hand covering his head.

"Don't think too much about the past."

A wet bead swirled in his eyes, and he held back again, not knowing what to say so as not to be too embarrassed.

"My son... Is my son cold?"

"It's not cold..." Liu Chongming breathed into his hand, saw that Qu Chenzhou's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and wiped it away, making people hide for a while.

He squeezed the sweat from his fingertips, suddenly inserted it through the gap in the hood, and changed his words: "It's cold, help me."

The fingertips touched a thin thread, and he didn't need to pull it out to know that the jade pendant fell underneath. The bell was stuffed with cotton, and the body was so warm that he was jealous.

Qu Chenzhou was caught off guard by Xiaoxiao's scream, and fell backwards with his neck curled up. The two of them rolled down together in the snow, covered in snow.

The slope was not steep, Liu Chongming rolled a few times casually with the man in his arms, then stretched out his feet to support the ground, and was about to pull him up, when he suddenly saw a flashlight attacking his side ribs from the corner of his vision.

He was startled and smiled again, his right hand was still protruding from his warm neck, his left hand had already moved lightly, and he swung the attack with four or two strokes of a thousand catties, and quickly turned his wrist, as if it was wrapped around the retracted hand, Qu Shenzhou folded his right hand in front of his chest and fixed it.

"Too little strength, not enough speed."

Without waiting for the opponent to move again, his left elbow sank, a little on his shoulder, before Qu Shenzhou's left hand was raised from the snow, it dropped down again.

"Little fox," Liu Chongming pulled out his hand and patted the floating snow off the snow cap: "I didn't realize you were still so aggressive."

"I don't dare to be aggressive." Qu Chenzhou struggled for a while, and smiled helplessly: "It's just such a great opportunity, but I haven't met the prince yet. I'm ashamed to teach the prince carefully."

"What's the hurry, how long have you started?"

Seeing his despondent face, Liu Chongming regretted not being merciful, looked up and saw the silence everywhere, leaned over to grab his waist, rolled to the side, fell on his back in the snow, and sat Qu Chenzhou on his body .

"I'll teach you," he said with a light smile, holding Qu Shenzhou's hand by his neck, "I'll teach you how to sneak attack in this position."

Although the positions of the two were reversed, Qu Shenzhou's arms were not as slender as Liu Chongming's, and the distance between them was much closer.

Qu Chenzhou was concentrating on guarding against the attack from his side, but he didn't guard against his wrist being seized suddenly, a burst of numbness rushed to his shoulder, he bent down, and only a moment later, one hand clasped his neck.

"The vitals are restrained, so naturally we have to break free first." Liu Chongming's hot breath sprayed on his eyelashes, sticking to small crystals: "If it wasn't for me just now, I would have killed you in an instant as long as I cut off my neck." Fate, even if I get a hit on my waist, I won't lose."

Qu Chenzhou flickered his eyebrows slightly: "Thank you, my son, I have been taught."

They were so close that they could feel each other's heart beating under their clothes.

Liu Chongming felt a bit sweet in his breath, he didn't let go of his hand, his glazed eyes didn't move away, they just turned around his eyes, as if he was thinking about the birthmark.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered Qu Shenzhou's peaceful appearance lying beside him at night, wrapped in a quilt in a small ball, not to be touched by others, and would frown when touched, and keep shrinking back.

He couldn't help teasing him, watching the person keep retreating until his back was against the wall, then he smiled sullenly and stretched out his arms to pull him back.

In fact, there are still many questions I want to ask, such as if I didn’t learn the song from him, and where did I hear it, such as if Qu Chenzhou had never been here, why would he say “It’s you” to the abbot.

For another example, he even had a sudden idea that he had never had before. Was it this person or Qu Chenzhou that appeared in his dream?

Has Qu Shenzhou, who has a pair of god-given eyes, played any role in the wars and chaos in the past?

But in his arms, the little fox pressed his forehead against his chest, gradually smelling his scent, stretched out his hands that would not be touched by others, and put them on his waist, sleeping soundly, As if unconsciously, completely relying on him.

Liu Chongming could only let out a long sigh, and rubbed his smooth and soft hair with his chin.

There is already enough disturbance outside the door, after closing the door, let him be lazy for a while, and listen to the abbot's persuasion, just treat the grievances and hatreds in the dream as mediocre troubles.

"What?" His other hand moved to Qu Shenzhou's chin, and scratched it lightly: "Do you want to use a beauty trick to get away?"

"Let the son down, you can't trick a beauty, but do you want to meet an ugly trick?"

Every time Qu Shenzhou breathed out, the eyelashes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and after a while, they were dyed white and hazy, which made the different pupils look bright and radiant.

Liu Chongming watched intently, the snow under his body came in through the coolness, but he was as solid as a rock and refused to move, he raised his eyebrows at him: "Come, have a look."

曲沉舟不过是随口一问，想着他少年生涩，连舔舔手指都受不住，真要做点什么逾矩的举动，八成要被甩去雪地里揍一顿，却没想到柳Chongming responded with a gulp.

"My son..." He was in a dilemma.

"Come on." Liu Chongming held his waist tightly, not letting him escape.

Qu Chenzhou suddenly closed his eyes, pulled off the lace covering his face, and slowly leaned over, his thin lips parted slightly, a little bit of moist water on the tip of his pale pink tongue flashed and disappeared in the white teeth like suet jade. .

For a moment, Liu Chongming wanted to push the man down on his knees and run away, but he was stiff and unwilling to move. He could only lick and lick his dry lips in a hurry, and turned his face away, afraid Turn back as if you missed it, watch your nose, nose, and heart, waiting for the softness that you have never felt before to fall.

Nostril approached, but passed the tip of his nose, and licked lightly on the birthmark next to the corner of his eye.

The blood of Liu Chongming's whole body rushed to the top of his head, and the instant reaction of his body added to the shame of being teased. He turned over and pushed him into the snow: "Presumptuous!"

Qu Chenzhou had already covered his head with his hands, and his attitude of letting the king handle him made his bluffing fists even more difficult to drop.

"You..." His face was as hot as a furnace, and he wished he could gnash his teeth, "I warn you...you can only...you can only touch..."

Moist eyes opened, cutting off his incoherent warning.

"Where can I only touch the prince?"

Liu Chongming's eyes were glued and drawn, and followed the other party's gaze all the way down, until he saw the place where he was pressing Qu Shenzhou, and then he jumped up as if he was burned.

"So it's not here," Qu Chenzhou stood up, and smiled innocently: "I misunderstood the prince's thoughts?"

"Qu... Qu Shenzhou!"

Liu Chongming's hands were trembling in his sleeves, Qu Chenzhou was far more shameless than him, no matter how many stupid words he learned, he still had nothing to do with others.

"My son orders."

"I can't guess in my mind, can I?" Liu Chongming sneered, grabbed Qu Shenzhou's shoulders, and pushed back against the tree.

As soon as it hit, the pine trees covered with heavy snow trembled, shaking off a white haze like falling veil.

Putting the mask back on the person's head again, he bowed his head and said, "Little fox, remember, you can touch it here."

Qu Shenzhou's lower jaw was slightly lifted.

The lips of the two were separated and kissed together.

The author has something to say: Why do you wear a mask, because the son's first kiss, shy duck