Touch the cold

Mo Zijin has lived to this age, but he has not actually traveled far. The farthest place he has been to is just the small courtyard where his master lives outside the city. Therefore, on the way from Beijing, although Mo Zijin I was trying my best to suppress it, but it was still difficult to hide the excitement written on my face.

Qin Yi was originally afraid that the long journey would make Mo Zijin feel bored, but after seeing his excitement for the past few days, he felt relieved. Qin Yi is very familiar with the customs along this road, so he let Mo Zijin ask Ask east and west, and then explain to him one by one.

A team of people carried several large carts of goods from the capital all the way to the Northwest Great Wall. Although the winter scenery was a little bleak, Mo Zijin's eyes still couldn't get enough of it, and he often lost his energy just looking at it. After seeing everything, he squinted his eyes and went to find the Duke of Zhou, and every time he woke up on the way, he almost always lay on Qin Yi's shoulder.

At the beginning, Mo Zijin still felt embarrassed, and every time he woke up, he would bounce off Qin Yi's body, then rubbed his face and looked out of the carriage window as if nothing had happened, no matter how Qin Yi's gaze swept over his body, How his own face was burning hot.

But after a few days, Mo Zijin was so bold that she got used to sleeping on the pillow, and occasionally closed her eyes and fell asleep for a while when she woke up from Qin Yi's shoulder.Although the car swayed slightly, Qin Yi's shoulders were steady, and Mo Zijin could still feel his breath unconsciously falling on his face when he turned his head gently, it was extremely soft and slow, it was even more gentle than that of the wine shop. The sweet-scented osmanthus made him intoxicated.

It's just that this kind of indescribable thought always disappears when Mo Zijin opens his eyes. When I think about it again, I always feel so unreal and so ridiculous, especially when I saw Qin Yi's side face and his calm gaze. when.

After walking for more than a month after leaving Beijing, the weather gradually became warmer, and a group of people finally reached the road near the Great Wall.

This road has just been opened, and it is in the Gobi desert. Although it is early spring, it is still as desolate as late autumn.

There are few people, and the road is extremely difficult. The new horses are all exhausted, so Qin Yi sent someone to buy a few camels, and they drove the carriage slowly. Shaking to the right made people dizzy, the goods were not in a hurry at all, Qin Yi directly pulled Mo Zijin out of the car, and slammed the servants to lead the way in front of the car, and the two of them walked leisurely at the end of the line, looking at this A line between the sky and the earth, the unique scenery of the lonely smoke in the desert.

Mo Zijin walked side by side beside Qin Yi, with his head slightly lowered, thinking of some strange stories in his mind, and when he thought of where, he laughed silently, feeling abnormal, turned his head and glanced, Qin Yi was really there Looking at him, there was still a little smile in his eyes, just when a slanting sun was reflected on Qin Yi's side face, it made his pale pupils a bit transparent, making people want to look more for no reason. Eye.

Qin Yi looked at Mo Zijin who was in a daze and blinked, then pulled a water bag and handed it to him, pointing to his dry lips and beckoning him to drink some.

"Oh, thank you." Mo Zijin looked back unnaturally, took the sheepskin water bag handed over by Qin Yi and pulled out the cork stopper, but because he drank too quickly, he couldn't swallow a sip of water and instead choked himself to the ground. cough.

Qin Yi smiled helplessly, he didn't expect Mo Zijin to be distracted even after drinking water, so he helped him pat him on the back.

At this time, Mo Zijin was coughing, but Qin Yi couldn't hear it. Neither of them paid attention to the howls coming from a distance, until a few servants rushed from the front of the caravan to the end of the caravan, facing Qin Yi. Yi said: "Master, master, a sandstorm suddenly appeared in front of us, we have to find a place to hide."

Mo Zijin bent over, didn't see Qin Yi's pupils constricted instantly and his cold face, but felt his hand on his back stop.Mo Zijin coughed a few more times before he regained his composure. He straightened up and heard the whistling wind coming from a distance. It only took a moment for the sunny sky to darken in a blink of an eye.

The sandstorm came so quickly, and the surrounding area was so empty that people didn't know where to hide. They saw the shadows on the ground moving quickly from a distance, and the cold wind howled, and the sand was rolled up hard. Cutting on a person's face is unprepared.

Before Mo Zijin could say a word to Qin Yi in the future, he was dazzled by the wind and sand. The gravel seemed to be stained with pepper water, and it stung him in pain. When he closed his eyes, he could only hear the sound of the wind getting closer and closer. The grim smile aroused the fear in people's hearts. In the darkness, Mo Zijin became flustered. It was also at this moment that he suddenly felt that someone was holding his wrist, which was half-cold and half-warm, and was pulling him hard.

"Qin Yi." Mo Zijin called out loudly, but poured yellow sand into his mouth. He didn't know if Qin Yi could see it under the sandstorm, but he knew that Qin Yi was by his side, and he knew that he couldn't let go of this hand. , but as soon as I thought about it, I felt a pain in the back of my head, I was hit by something heavy, and then I lost consciousness and fell into the silent darkness.

Mo Zijin didn't know how long he had been in this coma. He couldn't hear the sound or feel the cold, and he didn't know where he was, but he could see some illusory scenes passing before his eyes: The master who didn't have a gray beard, the dark-skinned steamed bun who was soliciting customers at the gate of the wine shop, Song Boyi who had a sloppy smile but a complex expression, and Qin Yi who had clear eyebrows, eyes and lips, and a smile in the sun.

Qin Yi?

When Mo Zijin saw this face, he suddenly remembered that he had encountered a sandstorm while traveling in the desert, and the violent sandstorm blinded his eyes.In the end, he only remembered that Qin Yi didn't let go of his hand, and the temperature seemed to be still there.

Thinking of this, Mo Zijin's chest began to ache. First, it hit him a little bit, and then slowly it became hot, as if being roasted on a fire. Mo Zijin wanted to open his eyes to take a look but couldn't I feel my eyelids are heavy.

is dead?Mo Zijin asked in his heart, but no one could answer him, the pain became more and more unbearable, spreading from the chest to the abdomen, and then eroding every bone and every inch of skin in his body, Mo Zijin suddenly felt that this feeling might be unbearable It's better to die sooner.

"Qin Yi..." Mo Zijin fell into endless despair amidst the pain all over his body, so desperate that he could only call out these two words with all his strength. After that, he felt that he had fallen into an ice cave , the pain began to numb, but the person fell deeper and deeper, until he was about to suffocate, and suddenly felt that someone gently hugged him, the embrace was very warm, and the breath was familiar to him, it was a faint scent of Jia Nan Fragrant taste.

Mo Zijin lost consciousness again.