burn snow

After Longying and Jiang Baizhou entered the city, a light snow suddenly fell in the sky.

The fine snow falls like salt and crumbs, and the snow foam is faintly gray. It is not beautiful, and it hurts people like acid rain.

Long Ying walked into a nearby grocery store and bought an umbrella to block the snow.

This grocery shop is on the side of the street. The storefront is small. There are two red lanterns hanging at the door. There is no plaque. The lantern had just been lit and hung up, and the light shone all over Jiang Bairi's body. The red illuminated the white, which was quite psychedelic.

Long Ying took a look, handed him the umbrella, and asked, "Is it cold? Do you want some more clothes?"

Jiang Baizhou shook his head, his gaze drifted into the distance.

As night fell, the dark streets gradually lit up.

This street is called Changming Avenue, and it is the main road of Buried Star City. It was originally very wide, but later, more and more towns and cities were destroyed by natural and man-made disasters. The surviving population flocked to Buried Star City for refuge. The houses became denser and denser. The shops on both sides of Changming Avenue were transformed into residences. The new shops facing the street could only be extended and built on the street. As a result, the street became narrower.

But even if the street space is squeezed, the housing is still not enough, so people have to change the old houses into high-rise buildings and seek solutions upwards.

The height of the building is not uniform, but the internal style is almost the same. They are all the simplest square box-style houses. One box is stacked on top of another. Each box is a residential building. Open a straw mat, put a stove, it is a home.

In addition, each house has a small window with red lanterns hung on the windows. Longying said that the local people believe that red lights can ward off evil spirits and can ward off disasters in town houses.

When Jiang Baizhou looked up, on the crowded high-rise buildings in the city, in front of the windows of countless "box dwellings", lanterns that looked like stars from afar were gradually lit up, forming a sky-shielding net, covering the whole city in a haze. People in a trance red.

Almost shocked.

But apart from Jiang Baizhou, no one took a second look.

The shopkeeper who sells umbrellas is very old, holding a bowl of "Anshen Water" and lying on the rocking chair. See off guests with eyes, don't bother to look at them a second time.

Long Ying and Jiang Baizhou walked out of the grocery store and opened an umbrella for him to cover the falling snow.

Jiang Baizhou asked, "What is he drinking?"

"Soup and medicine." Long Ying paused, "It's a kind of medicine for headaches, and it's common in the local area."

Is it?Long Ying's words were vague, and Jiang Baizhou didn't pursue the question. He knew a little about medicine, and the soup smelled strange, which made him uncomfortable, but his attention was quickly attracted by the next thing.

It's a kitten.

When they walked out of Changming Street and turned into an alley, a cat suddenly rushed out of the intersection and ran straight at Jiang Baizhou's foot.

The tabby cat is skinny, walks unsteadily, and looks hungry.

Jiang Baizhou was bumped by it, it didn't hurt or itch, but he was stunned. The cat was probably so hungry that he couldn't find food to eat. With a little effort, she peeled off his shoes and bit his feet.

Jiang Baizhou frowned, Long Ying thought he was displeased, but saw him suddenly kneel down, touched the back of the cat's neck, and murmured, "Where is the little thing? Abandoned? Poor."

"..."

Long Ying remembered that when he rescued herself six years ago, he said "Whose child, why was he injured so badly", his tone was similar to now.

Jiang Baizhou's kindness has not changed for six years. When he was petting the cat, the cat suddenly entangled him, patted his wrist with one paw, and bit his finger.But Jiang Baizhou didn't hide, he let his fingers be bitten, blood flowed out, and was licked into his mouth by the hungry kitten.

The cat was really hungry and lacked strength. It wanted to bite him but it could only bite through a layer of skin and drink some blood.

It drank slowly, and Jiang Baizhou was not in a hurry. He slowly rolled up his sleeves, showing his white wrist, and signaled the kitten to bite in another place, where there was more blood.

Long Ying stared at it in a daze, and couldn't help but stop: "Brother Zhou, wild cats will eat anything, I'm afraid you may be sick, don't..."

"It's okay." Jiang Baizhou finished feeding the cat, watched the kitten run away, brushed off his sleeves, stood up, and put his hand in front of Longying, "Okay."

"..."

Sure enough, the wound bitten by the cat healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under Long Ying's gaze, and there was no trace of it in an instant.

Long Ying opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Jiang Baizhou said: "My physique is different from ordinary people, and ordinary minor injuries can't hurt me."

"Is it natural?"

"Well, it has been like this since I can remember. My master said it was a talent."

"Master?" Long Ying knew nothing about him, and when his words revealed a little bit of information related to his identity, Long Ying became very curious.

Jiang Baizhou said: "My parents died young, and I grew up beside my master. Everything I know is taught by him."

"Your master must be very powerful."

"Of course." Jiang Baizhou smiled, "He is a sacrificial... the person in charge of our hometown, how can he do it if he doesn't have any skills?"

"Where is your hometown, the south? The north? Is it far away from here?" Long Ying couldn't help asking while leading the way.

Jiang Baizhou glanced at him: "Give me back the burnt snow, I'll consider telling you."

"You won't tell me." Long Ying complained in a low voice.

He is so experienced.

Six years ago, he asked "Where are you from" more than once, and Jiang Baizhou refused to reveal a single word. Long Ying was very sad, but this sadness was insignificant, and he even regarded it as a training - he was in love with someone who didn't like him. People have to bear it.

In fact, Long Ying discovered that she fell in love with Jiang Baizhou very late.

When he was rescued, he was only fifteen years old. He couldn't eat enough all the year round, was tired from hard work, underdeveloped, and didn't have beautiful clothes to wear. It was difficult to keep clean.

When a celestial figure like Jiang Baizhou appeared in front of him, his first emotion was not appreciation or liking, but self-ashamedness.

They are different from each other.

At that time, Long Ying was seriously injured and was bleeding all over, but he still didn't forget to put his hands back into his sleeves, for fear that Jiang Baizhou would see the dust under his nails, think he was dirty, and throw him away.

He was recovering from his wounds in the ruined temple. When he recovered from his wounds and was able to walk freely, he sneaked out to find a stream outside while Jiang Bai was away, washed himself from head to toe, and washed his clothes, shoes and socks to dry. , Make sure your whole body is refreshed before returning to the ruined temple.

Then he mustered up his courage and slipped into Jiang Baizhou's arms for the first time.

It was a dreamlike day.

For the first time in Long Ying's life, she had endless greed for a person.

He wanted Jiang Baizhou to accompany him forever and be his reliance, but he dared not say so.

He knew that he had nothing, could not give the other party the same return, and was not qualified to make any demands, he was not worthy.

He could only be a mute, he didn't even dare to express his affection, and he could see that Jiang Baizhou couldn't stay for him or take him away, he didn't even think about it.

Just like today six years later, his brother Zhou is still gentle and kind, willing to feed the cat with his body, but has no plans to bring the cat home to raise.

In Jiang Baizhou's eyes, there is no difference between Longying and wild cats.

But it’s good to understand this truth yourself, you don’t need to point it out, and you don’t need to think too much.

Long Ying is still happy, can see the person she misses day and night, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

For the time being at least, he could suppress the unrequited desire in his heart.

They walked for a long time and finally came to Longying's house.

To be precise, Long Ying has no fixed place and no home, this is a house that belongs to him.

The yard is not small, compared with the "box houses" all over the street, it can be called luxurious.

Long Ying pushed open the door and led Jiang Baizhou into the courtyard. He said, "It's empty. It hasn't been lived in for a long time. Where do you want to live? I'll clean it first."

There was a thick layer of fine snow on the ground, and Long Ying walked ahead, leaving a row of footprints.Jiang Baizhou held an umbrella with one hand, followed his footprints, glanced left and right, and said, "Anything you want."

Long Ying chose the largest room.

The furnishings in the room are also simple, one bed, one cabinet, one table, two chairs.Standing at the door, Jiang Baizhou watched Long Ying clean up with his own eyes, and felt that he should help, but he grew up in the temple and was served by someone since he was a child.

Out of politeness, he pretended to say, "I'll do it myself?"

Long Ying was making the bed for him: "No, it will be ready soon."

"Thank you."

Well-behaved and virtuous, Jiang Baizhou praised in his heart.

Sure enough, Long Ying finished it quickly, told him to sit down and rest, and asked: "Brother, are you hungry, let me get some food?"

Jiang Baizhou shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

It's hard to explain, he's not a god, and he doesn't live without bigu, but he is indeed rarely hungry, although he still eats, but it doesn't need to be as frequent as three meals a day.

Long Ying was not surprised, she had faintly noticed six years ago that Jiang Baizhou didn't eat often.

He cleaned up the room, sat down on another chair, and was speechless for a while.

He and Jiang Baizhou didn't have many old stories to talk about, his own affairs were lacklustre, and his brother's affairs were all secrets, so what are we talking about?

At this time, Jiang Baizhou glanced at him, and said "very winkingly": "Are you busy with something? Go, don't accompany me."

"..."

Longying did have something to do, and there were many things to do.

But he doesn't want to go.

There is a maze around the courtyard wall, he is not worried about people disturbing Jiang Baizhou, but he is afraid that after he leaves, Jiang Baizhou will leave without saying goodbye because of some things.

Although this kind of worry is groundless, he is not at ease.

It's useless to worry, he can't keep staring at Jiang Baizhou, and he can't lock him up.

Long Ying took a deep breath, got rid of distracting thoughts, got up and went to the door.

The door of the room was wide open, and snow foam drifted in with the wind. He stretched out his hand to take a handful. The cold snow melted in his palm and turned into acid water, burning his skin with stinging pain.

Facing the breeze and snow, Long Ying couldn't help turning her head: "Brother Zhou, can you wait for me to come back?"

Getting used to "I'll wait for you", and saying "You wait for me" for the first time, Long Ying felt inexplicably satisfied.

It's strange, Mingming Jiang Bairi hasn't nodded yet.

This satisfaction made him dizzy, and the toxin of "Soothing Water" remaining in his body was acting at the same time. Long Ying suddenly felt that the effect of the medicine was uncontrollably onset, his hands were shaking, and hallucinations appeared before his eyes. It was Jiang Baizhou who hooked him. He hooked his fingers to lure him: "Come here, I'll tell you in person, okay?"

Long Ying was bewitched, her heart was beating wildly, she walked to the table and grabbed Jiang Baizhou's wrist, and pushed him down on the table. He wanted to kiss, peel off the white clothes, and do more...

But before the plan could be implemented, Jiang Baizhou woke him up coldly: "Long Ying, what are you going to do?"

Long Ying blinked, and realized that he was standing in front of Jiang Baizhou, the distance was extremely close, and the height between standing and sitting was easy to create a sense of oppression, so he leaned forward again, almost covering Jiang Baizhou completely in his body under.

Jiang Baizhou noticed the subtlety of the atmosphere and looked up at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Long Ying immediately restrained the breath she shouldn't have released, and took a step back, "...I'm a little uncomfortable." He made an excuse indiscriminately, "But it's okay, it will be fine later."

Jiang Baizhou said: "Where is it uncomfortable? Are you sick?"

Long Ying shook her head: "A minor illness, it's not worth mentioning."

He walked outside the door, it was time to leave, there was something important to attend to in the Wuying camp.

But he didn't get a response to the question just now, he was uneasy, and looked back at Jiang Baizhou again, hesitating to speak.

Jiang Baizhou also looked at him, feeling strange. After getting along all day, he wondered if it was an illusion. He actually felt that Long Ying was like a timid cat that wanted to be petted, obedient and very suppressed.

Jiang Baizhou didn't know why this happened, but he knew how to smooth the fur of a kitten, so he waved at Long Ying: "Go, I'll wait for you to come back."