Snower

The last spark fell from the night sky, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

It was already dark, but the excitement of cutting silver hadn't passed, and the brilliance far more gorgeous than fireworks flashed in his bright eyes.Fearing that he would fall, Wu Nian bought a small lantern in the shape of a rabbit for him to carry.

Back in the house, Jianyin carefully blew out the lantern and put it away, then hid in a corner and fiddled with it for a while, then walked towards the foggy year with hands clasped mysteriously, with a rare shyness in his expression.

Wu Nian looked down at him, Jian Yin slowly opened his palm, and inside lay a small rope of invisible material, which was braided thinly, like a small hair band, glowing silvery white in the candlelight. brilliance.

"What is this?" Wu Nian gently picked up the small rope, and the touch of his fingertips was soft and delicate.

"A headband, a New Year's gift for you." Jian Yin's face was a little red, and her voice became smaller and smaller, "Well... it was made of my snake slough from last season..."

Snake slough is the old skin that falls off from the snake body, it is very precious, and the snake slough of snow snake is even more rare.But snake slough is an extremely private thing for snakes, and it is no different from a daughter's bellyband in a rough way, so few snakes will give it to others.

Today, Fog Year gave him lucky money and bought rabbit lamps, but he didn't prepare anything.Just now Jianyin thought for a while before deciding to use his snake slough as a gift for Wunian, but he didn't know if he would like it...

Jian Yin didn't know how cute and attractive his shy expression looked in Wu Nian's eyes at the moment, but he still blinked his moist eyes and looked at him, feeling nervous and looking forward to it.

Just by looking at his appearance, Wu Nian could already guess some of the friendship contained in this thing. When he was moved, he just felt itchy and unbearable. While playing with the small rope in his hand, he looked at him with deep eyes.

Jian Yin became more and more embarrassed by the staring gaze, blushed and went to get the small rope: "Let me tie it for you."

"No need." Wu Nian raised his hand to avoid him, and said with a low laugh, "Repay the gift first."

"Ah?" Jian Yin was just about to say that this was his gift in return when he was suddenly hugged.After a while, the person was already lying on the bed, he was startled, and the ending sound was a little out of tune, "What are you doing..."

"Happy new year for you." Wu Nian leaned forward and covered his slightly parted lips.

It wasn't until Wu Nian hugged his waist and pushed him repeatedly, that Jian Yin realized what he meant, and then regretted his politeness just now.Helplessly, the attack under him was too fierce, and it made his waist numb within a few strokes, so he could only let his body soften and let the man manipulate him, heaving up and down with tears and crying.

This "New Year's Eve" is very thorough and safe, and I think the New Year will be smooth sailing.

The tide of emotion receded, Wu Nian stared contentedly at Yin Jian's side face, and twirled his fingertips around his soft and shiny black hair.

Having just endured the excessively raging desire, the flush on Jian Yin's face has not subsided, and he half-closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

The originally thin and soft hair on the forehead has fallen to the corner of the jaw, and is slightly moistened by the passionate sweat, outlining a thin and full face.The long eyelashes cast dense shadows under the eyes, but they couldn't cover the waves of light flowing in the pupils. While trembling slightly, the slightly raised arcs at the corners of the eyes drew out a style that was hesitant to speak.

Is his silver clipper like this?

Between light and shadow, Wu Nian suddenly noticed the change in the person in his arms, and couldn't help leaning closer to Jian Yin's ear, half sighing and half confused: "A Yin, you seem to have grown up a bit."

"Really..." Jian Yin really cared about this very much, so even if he was very tired, he still raised his eyes to seriously ask for confirmation.

The moment the long eyelashes were raised, Wu Nian's heartbeat fluctuated slightly, and he said in a daze, "Yes."

Jian Yin smiled and slipped into his arms, dazed, half asleep and half awake, and said, "I used to be in poor health and grew up slowly, but now of course I have to grow up quickly..."

Wu Nian held Jianyin in his arms, and suddenly remembered what Yixing said that day.He didn't believe the man's slander in secret, but he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Have you ever been injured before?"

No one answered.The person in his arms has fallen asleep contentedly in his arms.

Wu Nian sighed slightly, lowered his head and kissed Jianyin's eyebrows lightly, and hugged him to sleep.

On New Year's Eve, there are ceremonies to get rid of evil spirits and pray for good fortune everywhere, and Qingze is no exception.

Most of the rituals in the mortal world are nothing new, and after all the changes, the word "worshiping gods" cannot be escaped.And Qingze, with beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, has always had good weather and ample food and clothing, relying on this legendary dragon god who lives in the deep pool of Qingze.

The process of the ceremony is quite complicated. Starting from Yinshi, the blessing ceremony is first held in the Dragon Temple, and the bell rings one hundred and eight times, and then the dragon dance team performs around Qingze for a week. It's over.

Qingze is originally a small town, no matter how much you go around it, you won't be able to get around it for a whole day.But the people in the town believed in the dragon god devoutly. The dragon dance team had to fight the Nian Beast played out, and at the same time accept worship from people along the way, walking no faster than the tortoise.Therefore, Jian Yin slept until noon, so he happened to be able to catch up with the hustle and bustle and catch a glimpse of the "Dragon God".

However, he was certain that these worshipers must have never seen the real dragon god manifest, otherwise they would not be able to associate the colorful dragon in front of him with that dragon god.

A golden face, a green beard, red eyelashes, and a staring expression.Jian Yin looked at the slowly dancing "Dragon God" not far away, then looked up at the calm-faced Dragon God himself beside him, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Nian glanced sideways at him.

Jian Yin really didn't know how to explain to him that the festive-looking dragon with graceful steps in front of him was himself.It just so happened that the dragon looked back and grabbed Nian Beast's tail, its big white teeth were dazzling, Jian Yin laughed harder and harder, tears were choking back.

Wunian had never seen Jian Yin laughing like this before, he hugged him helplessly and patted his back to comfort him, but suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his heart.

The pain was not too severe, but because it came suddenly, it seemed a little sharp, and he couldn't help but groan.

Jian Yin felt the body holding him tremble, looked up and saw Wu Nian frowned deeply, his face was a little pale, and he lost his smile for a moment, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with you, Ah Nian?"

"It's okay." The short-term pain passed quickly, Wu Nian shook his head, reached out and rubbed Jian Yin's frowning brows, "It's a little noisy outside, go back to the room."

Jian Yin nodded hastily, holding his arm like he was helping an old man, making Wu Nian dumbfounded: "It's really all right."

Perhaps the most taboo thing for people suffering from illness is to say that they are fine. This kind of pain is not just an accidental whim as the foggy year thought, but it intensifies.Once a few days at first, then once a day, and then several times a day, sometimes throbbing pain, sometimes cramping, each time more severe.

The pain seemed to be eaten by something attached to the heart, which inevitably made the heart palpitate.But Wu Nian knows that Jian Yin has a worry-prone temperament, and he doesn't want to make him worry, and occasionally he can't hide his complexion, and he will always find excuses to evade it.

Jianyin felt that something was wrong, and later asked Mianzhi to have a look.But Mianzhi had only half-trained medical skills because of Jianyin's disease, and he was not proficient in ordinary people's diseases, so he didn't see why for a long time.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the frost and snow outside the courtyard melt away little by little, nourishing the branches, buds and stamens of the winter jasmine to turn yellow.

One afternoon, Fog Nian was drawing a small portrait of Jianyin.

When finishing a few strokes, Jianyin had a whim, took out the little portrait he made for him last time in the foggy year, opened it and laid it beside the small case.

Comparing around in the foggy year, Sizhuo said: "It's really grown a lot." At that time, he was still a young boy, but now he has the appearance of a young man. It is not obvious because Jianyin's physique is slender and small, and the eyebrows and eyes are touching But how can not hide the amorous feelings.

It's just that the interval between the two portraits was less than three months, ordinary people shouldn't grow so fast, and the foggy year couldn't help but glance at him lightly.

Jian Yin didn't notice at all, still smiling like a little fool.

Wu Nian concentrated his mind and continued to write, and paused when he reached the center of his eyebrows.I don't know why, but now the small mole on the silver cut is much lighter, and I'm afraid it won't be able to express it with thick cinnabar.He took some water to dilute the crimson color before picking up the pen again.

flutter——

In the next second, Wu Nian heard something exploding in his chest in a trance.He froze in place, as if a hole had been torn open in his heart, and before he could even make a sound, he was knocked out of consciousness by the intense pain.

"Ah Nian!!—"

All this happened so suddenly, there was a buzzing in Jianyin's mind, and he subconsciously rushed over to hug Wu Nian's body that was about to fall.

"A Nian? Nian of the Fog! Wake up!" He yelled at Nian of the Fog like crazy, and slapped him on the face, but there was no response.

What's the matter...how could it be like this...A Mian obviously came to see it and there is no problem...

Jianyin was completely panicked, pinching the people in the foggy year in a hurry, crying and begging tremblingly: "Don't scare me..."

Year of the Fog seemed to have fallen into some kind of nightmare, with his brows furrowed and his eyes closed, his complexion getting paler and paler, his extremely tense body trembling stiffly from time to time, as if he was enduring great pain.

In a daze, Jian Yin saw blood oozing from Wu Nian's chest, just like the bloody hole bitten out by him more than [-] years ago.

The nightmare reappeared, Jian Yin was so frightened that he lost his mind, and knelt and sat on the ground trembling for an instant.

What to do... what should I do...

By the way...to find Yixing...Brother Yixing must have a way!

Jian Yin gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously, the terrifying hallucinations disappeared, he quickly put Wu Nian down and lay down, and rushed out without wiping away his tears.

The brush stained with cinnabar fell from Wu Nian's weak fingertips, and the tip of the pen hit the drawing paper straight, instantly staining the smiling face of the person in the painting.

The shocking light red slowly faded away, like blood-red tears, and like blood mixed with tears.

Jianyin has walked the road to the town too many times, but it has never been as long as it is today.

He ran like crazy, the hot tears and the cold wind made his cheeks hurt, but he didn't care about it.He was so scared, his mind went blank, he almost forgot to breathe, he just wanted to run faster, faster.

Finally arrived at the pharmacy, Jianyin yelled and knocked on the door like crazy, a moment later the heavy wooden door was opened by someone, it was Yixing.

"Little Silver? What's wrong with you?"

Jian Yin only felt his feet go soft, and grabbed Yixing's hand as if he was holding a life-saving straw. The cold air he inhaled suddenly made his lungs hurt, and he gasped and said incoherently: "The Fog Year...help...quickly save him……"

Yixing hadn't figured out the situation yet, hearing the words, she immediately fetched the medicine box, and while supporting Jianyin to walk back, comforted him softly: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's fine."

Tears had already blurred Jianyin's vision, so he didn't see Yixing's long-awaited gesture when he opened the door.He responded indiscriminately, ignoring the strange curvature of the mouth of the person beside him at the moment.