Inscription of Different Cases

"Hiss, I'm freezing to death."

He Yijiu shuddered, looked up at the sky, and could not help but tighten his collar.Sparse raindrops were flying in the wind, mixed with a few shapeless snowflakes, which melted into a small pool of cool water stains as soon as they touched the face.In the deep mountain there are dead trees that have lost their leaves, and there is depression everywhere. A small fishing village is quietly huddled at the foot of the mountain. He Yijiu just came out from there, still carrying the wine and side dishes he exchanged in his hand.

He and Han Lang lived a life of seclusion.

Ever since the thrilling and vicious battle in the capital, he and Han Lang were still a little overwhelmed for a moment, as if the tension in their minds hadn't been loosened, and even at night they would dream about the past.They stayed in Anping for a few days, said goodbye to their neighbors one by one, and set off again.Originally wanted to go further to the south, but the weather was too cold and it was inconvenient to travel. He Yijiu happened to remember that there was a house in this mountain. He lived for a while before coming to Anping, so he led Han Lang to rest here temporarily.

This area is very barren in winter, but thanks to He Yijiu's talent, it is not difficult to catch a few rabbits to hide for the winter.He took the wild game to the fishing village to exchange for some food, bought a pot of wine along the way, and returned just in time to make breakfast for Han Lang.

After walking back and forth, a thin layer of sweat came out of my body, and I didn't feel cold at all.Their residence was halfway up the mountain, and the layout was the same as that of the hunters in the mountains, but they cleaned the inside very clean.When He Yijiu opened the door and entered, he felt that the room was so warm that it was like falling into the spring of March.The charcoal basin was still slowly emitting heat, the window was half closed, Han Lang was huddled under the blanket like a cat, his sleep was disturbed by the sound of He Yijiu closing the door, and he let out a dissatisfied moan in his nasal cavity.

"Repay?" He Yijiu laughed dumbly, "Didn't I tell you to get up and light up the stove first?"

Han Lang murmured and turned over, his loose hair spread out on the pillow like tangled branches.He Yijiu was silent. He called Han Lang once when he went out. He thought he would go back to sleep again, but he was almost up now. He didn't expect that Han Lang was still curled up in bed, and he was probably helping Duke Zhou to burn firewood.

"If I'm sorry, do I have to lift the quilt?"

Han Lang still didn't react too much, he raised his right arm to cover his face, as if to completely isolate He Yijiu.He Yijiu was a little upset, thinking that he had been busy all morning, and this man was still lying in bed, so he had to be treated.Thinking of this, He Yijiu pulled open the window, and the cold winter wind immediately entered through the window, blowing away the stuffy air in the room.Han Lang shivered from the cold, and simply curled up under the quilt, but He Yijiu had already reached him, picked up the corner of the quilt with a "Hula", and threw it a foot away.

A moment of peace.

"He Yijiu, you are sick!"

Han Lang's angry cry came, and he finally jumped up from the bed, snatched the clothes that the other party had already held in his hand, and put them on his body while hissing and breathing.He Yijiu saw Han Lang staring at him angrily as if his fur had exploded, and he almost couldn't breathe from laughing, so he couldn't help but hum happily: "In our hometown, people who sleep in bed will be blinded by roosters. .”

Han Lang rolled his eyes. He Yijiu had been away from home for many years. He was sure that the other party's words were made up to fool him, so he said angrily, "Blind eyes? Nonsense."

"it is true."

"According to what you say, the ears of those who lie in my hometown will be eaten off by kites."

"Come on, there are no kites in your hometown."

"How do you know not?"

"I have lived in Anping for almost two years and I have never seen a kite."

This boring bickering lasted until Han Lang got dressed, He Yijiu thoughtfully helped him straighten his belt, and laughed at his disheveled hairstyle when he just woke up.Han Lang saw that he couldn't agree with the other party, and that he was indeed at fault for staying in bed, so he clicked his tongue, bit He Yijiu's face in revenge, turned his head and yawned, and went to wash up.

When I was really free, I realized that my life was still going on at a leisurely pace.As time goes by, past experiences are gradually left behind, and life lacks a lot of tension and excitement. Every day is full of daily necessities, just the same.Although Han Lang is not a person who likes to take risks, after a long time, he is afraid that one day he will feel bored, especially if boredom is the source of all discord.

However, He Yijiu seemed to know what he was worried about, and told him that when the spring thawed, they would go out and travel around.At this time, Han Lang would always laugh at him, saying that the two of them were not mortals, they were unwilling to use their abilities, and they were always worried about whether the road would be good or not.At this time, He Yijiu also laughed, poking Han Lang's ribs with his elbow, and said, "Who wants to live this kind of life for a day, why don't we go to the mountains to practice?"

Han Lang retorted: "Do you know what is cultivation?"

"I don't understand, don't you understand?"

The two looked at each other and laughed together. "That's all," Han Lang wiped away the tears from his laughter with his fingers, "It's hopeless for monsters to get involved with us."

"No business at all."

"Yeah, it's too embarrassing. If you meet the same kind in the future, you have to stay away, so as not to be laughed at."

The days went on like this day by day, eating and sleeping every day, cooking and cleaning, bickering and joking, and occasionally a little friction, and finally resolved it all with *.After three or five days, the two of them came up with some tricks. For example, He Yijiu proposed to experience ice fishing, but he missed the fish and fell into the water himself.Han Lang almost fell in to save him, the two of them were in a mess, luckily no one saw them in the deep mountains and old forests.

Even so, they still had a good time, and He Yijiu would be fine at night, but he still stalked Han Lang to "warm" himself.Han Lang was so "warm" that his waist almost broke, he grabbed the thing that made him want to die, and cursed: "Why don't you freeze it?"

"Hiss -- it hurts, it hurts," He Yijiu screamed, "What will I do to serve you after you fall!"

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the plum blossoms in the mountains bloom just right.Han Lang's stomach was full of gluttons, and he always wanted to eat something different these days. He Yijiu had a flash of inspiration and led him to pick flowers outside.A few delicate and beautiful flower buds can not only be used to make tea after drying, but also an elegant and flavorful choice as an ingredient in stewing.

It was afternoon, the sky was blue, and it was a rare day without snow.The snow on the ground was still there, and the two of them wrapped tightly in warm clothes and breathed into their palms as they walked.After a while, the sun shone down from behind the branches, illuminating the white snow with dazzling light.A dead leaf that was blown yellow by the cold wind fluttered and fell on He Yijiu's forehead, making a slight rustling sound. The latter brushed it away with his hand, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help saying: "It's going to be sunny."

"It's colder when it melts snow."

"It's true," He Yijiu smiled, "It will warm up sooner or later."

The two of them carried a basket of fresh flower buds, and their nostrils were filled with a fragrant cold fragrance.He Yijiu was thinking about how to serve the dishes when he went back, he walked home absent-mindedly, and accidentally went in the wrong direction.He didn't react until Han Lang reminded him. Looking around, he was already farther away from home.However, he found that the nearby scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had been here before.

"Ah, I remembered!" He Yijiu slapped his forehead violently, "There is a hot spring in this mountain, I've been there before."

Han Lang, who was about to laugh at him for going the wrong way, was taken aback for a moment, and then became interested: "The hot spring? Is it still there?"

"Go and have a look, this thing has no legs and can't run."

With that said, He Yijiu discerned the direction, and quickly walked forward to lead the way.The deeper they went, the quieter the forest became. The environment was quiet and clear, and there were few people around. They could even clearly hear the sound of snow rubbing against branches.There were no animals to be seen in this area, and the snow on the ground was as fluffy as a ball of cotton, and a large part of it sank when one stepped on it.However, the closer you get to the hot spring, the less snow there is, and there is even a thin layer of ice nearby.There is hot air in the forest, and there is a faint smell of sulfur around. The water is quite clean. Han Lang stretched out his hand to try it, and found that the temperature was just right.

"Don't worry about turning you into crow soup." He Yijiu poked Han Lang's shoulder with a sneer, and got a solid stare.

"You are the crow."

It was originally a temporary idea, without this plan in advance, Han Lang hesitated standing in front of the hot spring.But He Yijiu had been terribly frozen for the past few days, so he just wanted to sweat out and get warm.Seeing him removing his robe quickly, Han Lang hissed and shivered, pinching his nose and jumping down.There was a loud splash, and the water splashed three feet high. Before Han Lang had time to dodge, he was splashed with water and scolded angrily, "Why are you so anxious, don't look at it!"

He Yijiu laughed, swam back and forth in the pool, stretched out his upper body and waved to Han Lang.After taking off his outer robe, He Yijiu's body was looming in the white heat, obviously nothing had happened yet, Han Lang suddenly felt a little parched.He quickly got rid of distracting thoughts, thinking that it was just a hot spring, why did he think of going to other places.

It must be that the winter is dry and the things are dry, and the anger is too strong, it is by no means my own fantasy.

However, when he began to take off his clothes, he realized that He Yijiu might have had bad intentions, and the other person's eyes were scalding, far exceeding the heat of the water.Han Lang felt as if he had been licked by the tongue of fire, especially his chest, waist and some unspeakable places. The other party was staring almost greedily.Han Lang suddenly lost his breathing rhythm. Fortunately, he was able to calm down quickly and stepped into the pool as if nothing happened.The spring water immediately hugged his body, and the long-lost warmth made him relax. Han Lang let out a long breath, and just as he sat down leaning against the stone wall, his arm was immediately grabbed by someone.

He Yijiu dived into the water just now, but now he pulled downwards, Han Lang's footsteps slipped, he felt the water waves hit his face, and then quickly submerged his mouth and nose.He didn't have time to breathe, and almost choked on the water. At this moment, He Yijiu took a long, deep kiss and slowly breathed out to him.Han Lang gradually turned from astonishment to relaxation. He even opened his eyes to see the two people's hair undulating in the water like swaying flowers and plants.He Yijiu's face was so close, at the moment he was stunned, another kiss came.

This time was longer, so long that Han Lang was almost out of oxygen, clinging to the opponent's body like a fish in a dry spot, as if he would fall to the bottom of the pool if he let go, and there was no possibility of floating.After the kiss was finally over, Han Lang hurriedly grabbed the stones beside him and struggled to get out of the water.With a crash, Han Lang stood panting by the pool, the spring water flowed into his collarbone along his hair, turned into water and flowed down along the lines of his muscles, and finally rolled around in his lower abdomen and fell back into the pool again.

"One more time?" He Yijiu looked at him leisurely, but the heat in his eyes was unusual.Han Lang swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Although this place is deep in the forest, it is also a place in broad daylight. Maybe there will be hunters coming.Thinking of the possible consequences, he felt a little shy for a moment, and said, "I don't want to be here, wait until I go back."

He Yijiu was not someone who disrespected his opinion, seeing that he had said that, he smiled noncommittally.The two sat facing each other on both sides, separated by the pool of water, and suddenly became serious as if they were two people who had nothing to do with each other.Just after such a time, Han Lang wanted to say something and didn't know where to start. The awkward atmosphere was quite unpleasant. His eyes swept back and forth in the dense mist, and he didn't know where he fell for a moment. That's good.After a long silence, he finally said "uh" a few times, and thought of a topic that was neither painful nor itchy.As soon as the words finished, He Yijiu simply nodded, and then there was no reply.

Han Lang had no choice but to be speechless secretly, and stopped talking.