tired spring return

If you want to go to the Tao, you can still rest, if you want to go to the Tao, you can still rest, but there is a reason for suffering.

"Xiao Chun'er, come, young master, help you change your clothes."

Feng Chun's face turned red all of a sudden.

Because of illness, he had been lying in bed for many days in a coma. For the convenience of taking care of him, he was only wearing a close-fitting pure white bedding at this time.If you want to change clothes, don't you have to... so lose your composure in front of the young master who has been reunited for a long time, how can this be done?

He quickly supported himself with his arms and tried to sit up from the bed.It's just such a simple movement, but a layer of sweat is dripping from his body.

"No, son, I will do it myself..."

"Are you shy? We haven't seen each other for many years, and our little Chun'er is still so thin-skinned."

Pei Minzhi pondered the embarrassment on his face amusedly, her eyes chasing the two lumps of unnatural pink on his pale cheeks.

In fact, even he himself didn't know what happened, he only knew that he was a different person when facing Feng Chun.A heart that had been silent for a long time jumped up again, and his stagnant temperament seemed to be rejuvenated, giving birth to many tricky thoughts.Seeing Feng Chun embarrassed at this moment, he couldn't help himself, and teased him with shameless words.

"Xiao Chun'er, what part of your body has the young master not seen? Not only have I seen it in reality, but I have also seen it in my dreams. What's more, we just hugged and slept together last night..."

Feng Chun bit his dry lips in embarrassment, his exquisite eyes were wet and fragile like glass soaked in water, he turned his head to the right, not wanting to hear those words that made people blush and heartbeat.

Pei Minzhi was afraid that he would bite her, so she quickly stopped talking.

"Okay, sir, I won't talk about it. But the clothes still need to be changed. Just bear with me, and I will be fine soon."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again and again to unbutton Feng Chun's collar.The person hasn't met yet, but it triggers overwhelming memories.

Feng Chun's sensitivity to this kind of intimate physical contact is much different from ordinary people.Except for those days when the two of them first met and fell into a coma, he always tried his best to avoid anyone touching his body.Even in the face of Pei Minzhi, even in the past when they were most affectionate, they still kept their last restraint.

Pei Minzhi understood better than anyone else that he was stubbornly holding on to his last dignity in this way.

Born as a young man, he was once coerced to reveal his body, let others trample on him wantonly, despise and scold him.It was a nightmare that entangled him day and night, a cancer that rotted in his heart and could not be removed, maybe it was a hurdle that he would not be able to overcome in his entire life.

Ten years ago, Pei Minzhi was young and vigorous, and plunged into love, thinking that he was sincere, broad-minded, unrestrained and unrestrained, that he could have no grievances about his miserable past, and could dismiss worldly prejudices.

But when Feng Chun personally told him that he voluntarily served Zhang Jinquan, he would never forget how ugly his face was at that time, and how dark and terrifying the resentment grew from the red heart that advertised his love for him.

So hate, so resentment!

She hated him for being cowardly and could not give in easily, and blamed him for not being able to change the bad nature of the young man in his bones.

Only then did he finally realize that he had never truly let go and accepted his past.

In fact, the person who can't stand the most temptation and test is himself.

In order not to implicate him and Xie Bo, Xiao Chun'er is willing to sacrifice herself and fall back into the purgatory he escaped at the beginning.And he believed his lies so easily, said such decisive words himself, and said so casually

Pushing him away from her with her own hands, she abandoned him.

The ensuing ten years of the walking dead are the punishment for all these mistakes.

But why did Feng Chun suffer all the pain and injustice for life?

Pei Minzhi's hands reaching out to his neck trembled badly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chun tensed his body subconsciously, but he didn't reach out to stop him.He just stared carefully at Pei Minzhi's face with his moist amber pupils.

Pei Minzhi knew that he must have spent a lot of effort and mustered the courage of his life to maintain the calm at this moment and restrain the anxiety and fear in his heart, just to avoid embarrassment and disappointment.

He broke his heart and suffered a lot, but once again he quietly chose to accept him and tolerate him.

Pei Minzhi's heart softened into a puddle of water, he gently and neatly took off his clothes, put on a brand new mattress, and then meticulously helped him put on his coat outside.

Feng Chun felt more and more that something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to hold down Pei Minzhi's palm and carefully smoothed his palm, his eyes were full of doubts.

"My lord, why are you wearing an outer shirt?"

Feng Chun had just woken up not long ago, so he obviously didn't have the strength to get out of bed and walk.It is not only uncomfortable to be sick in bed wearing a robe and outer shirt, but it is also very inconvenient for others to take care of. A caring person like Pei Minzhi will definitely not ignore this problem.

"Xiao Chun'er, the young master promised to take you home. Are you ready? We will set off today. If we walk faster, we will be home in less than ten days!"

Pei Minzhi's tone was full of eagerness and anticipation.

"Today? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hurry? Xiao Chun'er feels rushed? But I have been looking forward to this day for ten years, and I don't want to wait any longer!"

"But I..."

Feng Chun's clear eyes were filled with Pei Minzhi's joy, he opened his mouth soundlessly, and finally stopped making gestures.

Pei Minzhi thought that he was worried that his illness would delay the schedule, and he didn't want him to know about the shortage of medicinal materials, so he avoided the seriousness and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I promise to bring Cheng Xiaojiu back with us. Could it be that the two of us can't take care of you as a patient? Arriving home one day earlier will also allow you to recuperate at ease. The conditions at home are better than here. What's more, the plague is raging here, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time."

Feng Chun's eyes flickered, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.