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A lamp in the room was like a bean, burning leisurely.

Lin Ziyan was trapped in the quilt, raised his neck impatiently, and grabbed Jiang Yuxing's sweaty back with his fingertips, panting uncontrollably, "Um..."

Jiang Yuxing's breath was hot, pinching the thin and white waist of the man in his arms, as if drowning in an absurd dream, turbulent and lingering.

Lin Ziyan...

In a daze, he recalled the first time he met, this man was wearing a plain white cloak, leaning weakly against the side of the carriage, holding the skirt tightly with one hand, and staring at him blankly in the snow and ice.

The world is boundless, thousands of miles covered with snow.Perhaps, just this one glance has already been branded in my heart.

"Ayu..." He heard the person below him murmuring softly, panting and trembling.

The bed curtain fell leisurely, but the crying sound in the tent became more and more trembling...

The next day, the sky was slightly white, and the morning light in the room was faint.

Jiang Yuxing opened his eyes sleepily, and before he woke up, he touched the naked waist of the man in his arms, which was warm and delicate.

He shivered, and the memories of last night crashed into his mind overwhelmingly - hot breath, intertwined limbs, uncontrollable moans...

Jiang Yuxing's heart trembled, wishing he could slap himself twice.

Jiangyuxing, are you out of your mind? !Just stab it, is this a matter of stabbing a few times? !crazy you? !

The person in his arms moved, as if a little cold, and rubbed against his chest again.

Jiang Yuxing lowered his head, looked at his gentle eyebrows and eyes, and there were still ambiguous red marks on his neck from last night, like red plums in the snow, blooming so brightly.

Jiang Yuxing's throat tightened, as if something scratched his heart, it was light and itchy.

He was silent for a while, finally sighed softly, lowered his head and kissed Lin Ziyan's neck, hugging him even tighter.

The sun gradually climbed up to the eaves, Lin Ziyan woke up slowly, stretched out his hand to touch in a daze, but found nothing.

He opened his eyes drowsily, and saw that the bedside was empty, Jiang Yuxing had gone somewhere, and he was wearing his underwear, as usual.

Could it be...he thought blankly, last night...was a dream?

He lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but when he moved, he was pulled somewhere behind him, his waist softened, and he lay back on his stomach again, "Um..."

It seems... not a dream?

At this time, the door opened with a "squeak", and Jiang Yuxing walked in with hot porridge, "Are you awake?"

He put the porridge on the table, walked to the bed, put his palm on Lin Ziyan's waist, rubbed it lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Lin Ziyan's face became hot and he didn't speak.

"I rubbed the medicine on you," Jiang Yuxing said, "If it still hurts..."

medicine?Lin Ziyan suddenly remembered that last night Jiang Yuxing seemed to take out a porcelain bottle from the bedside bag, and then palm down, it was icy cold...

He took the bundle, opened it, and saw several porcelain vases inside.

"You..." Lin Ziyan's ears were red, and he said angrily, "Didn't you say it was a wound medicine?"

Jiangyu Xing was a little embarrassed, "It's just... the medicine that will hurt you if you don't apply it." It's called wound medicine.

Lin Ziyan: "..."

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Yuxing quickly changed the subject, "I made porridge."

Lin Ziyan was a little hungry.He didn't eat much for dinner yesterday, and he was tossed about by Jiangyu for most of the night, so he was so hungry that he was about to scream.

Jiang Yuxing fetched water to wipe his face and wash his face, then carefully hugged him and sat at the table, seemingly hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ziyan asked strangely while drinking porridge, "Is there something wrong?"

"I..." Jiang Yuxing put his arms around him, gritted his teeth and said, "I have something to tell you."

Lin Ziyan: "What?"

"Actually, I'm not..."

"Ayu," at this moment, Zhao Feng's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "I heard that there is an oiran throwing a hydrangea in this city today, let's go and see it?"

"Don't go," Jiang Yuxing said, "Go by yourself." What's there to see?

"It's so crowded," Zhao Feng patted the doorway, "The oiran doesn't like you, what are you worried about?"

"No..." Before Jiang Yu could speak the jargon, Lin Ziyan tugged at his sleeve and said, "I want to go." He hadn't seen the oiran yet.

Jiangyuxing: "...OK."

There is a fireworks field in Yulin City, called Chunyu Building.The oiran in the building will throw hydrangea on the balcony on the fifteenth of every month, and those who receive the hydrangea can stay in the oiran pavilion that night.

Jiang Yuxing and the others found a place on the upper floor of the teahouse opposite the Chunyu Building, where they could see the oiran without having to go downstairs to crowd each other.

It's just that the oiran hasn't come out yet, but the downstairs is already full of noisy people.

"So many people?" Zhao Feng looked downstairs and said excitedly, "Will there be a fight later?"

Jiang Yuxing: "..." You came to see the fight?

"I heard," Lin Ziyan beside him said suddenly, "the oiran will stand on one foot on a table several people high with a stack of big porcelain bowls on it, is that right?"

Jiang Yuxing: "...that's juggling, who did you hear that from?"

Lin Ziyan thought for a while and said, "I don't remember."

"Ayu," Zhao Feng touched his chin and said, "It seems that someone downstairs was staring at us just now."

"Yeah." Jiang Yuxing also noticed it, but the crowd downstairs was mixed, and he couldn't tell them apart for a while.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd, they turned their heads and saw a woman with bright eyes and white teeth slowly walking out from the balcony.

Jiang Yuxing took a look and then looked away, but seeing Lin Ziyan still staring blankly, he was a little unhappy at once, holding his face and turning back, "The tea is getting cold, drink the tea." Don't look at it for so long .

Lin Ziyan took a sip of tea, then turned his head to look again, Jiang Yuxing's face darkened, "Does it look good?"

Lin Ziyan nodded --- it's a pity that he didn't see the big porcelain bowl.

Seeing Jiang Yuxing's appearance, Zhao Feng deliberately said: "Mr. Lin, why don't I go and get the hydrangea back for you?"

Jiang Yuxing's face darkened, "How dare you?!"

"Why don't you dare?" Zhao Fengdao, "Could it be that you are going to grab it?"

Lin Ziyan had never heard of the rules of the hydrangea, so he asked curiously, "What are you doing grabbing the hydrangea?"

Zhao Feng: "You can go to the Huakui Pavilion to watch her top a big porcelain bowl."

Jiangyu Xing: "..."

Lin Ziyan turned his head to look at Jiangyu Xing, his eyes lit up and he said, "Do you want to grab it?"

Jiang Yuxing touched his face helplessly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he lied to you."

Lin Ziyan was rather disappointed---he really wanted to see it, if it wasn't a big porcelain bowl, a teacup would do.

While talking, the oiran had dropped the hydrangea.In the crowd, I saw an old man with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the hydrangea ball and ran away.

"Hey, this..." The servant girl of Chunyu Pavilion saw that he was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar, and she didn't know how to address him for a moment, "This, this master, please stay a little longer."

But the old man ran upstairs holding the hydrangea as if he couldn't hear him.

Zhao Feng touched his chin again, pondered: "The old man... why does he seem to be running this way?"

Then, they saw the old man running over with a "clang, bang, bang", put the hydrangea in front of Lin Ziyan, pointed to the oiran opposite and said happily: "Xiaoyan, this one can really hold up a big porcelain bowl, and it can't be done. It will crush a boulder in the chest!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden pain in the back of his neck, he rolled his eyes immediately, and passed out.

Jiang Yuxing and Lin Ziyan looked at Zhao Feng who had knocked him out in confusion.

Zhao Feng: "I was scared by old man Ji, so I was quick."