Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

The midday sun shines in from the outdoors, the air is full of small dust, the table is full of meals eaten by several people, and there is no soup left, Fei Le leans on the back of the chair with a toothpick in his mouth, "Wait for you to ski, I will ski what?"

"There's a waste tire in the backyard." Chen Bei said, "It's almost time, go up and clean it up. If the temperature drops later, it will be too cold."

"Okay, Fei Le and I are going to change clothes." Chen Xin took Fei Le by the hand and walked towards the room.

Chen Nansong stood up, imitating how Chen Xin held hands just now, raised his hands and smiled, "Let's go too."

"Okay." Zhou Qingyan obediently stretched out his hand and took it.

"Don't be ashamed." The toothpick in Chen Bei's mouth was bitten off by him.

The room on the second floor is a double bed, the kind that is separated. Chen Nansong was unwilling at first, and he couldn't put it together after pushing for a long time. It was as if the bottom of the bed was stuck with super glue.

Later, he gave up and planned to look at Zhou Qingyan through the small cabinet in the middle at night.

"Have you tried on the clothes?" Chen Nansong asked.

"I haven't tried it, it shouldn't be much different." Zhou Qingyan lifted his clothes and took them off as he spoke. When he turned his head, he met the eyes behind him. This man didn't change his clothes, but sat on the edge of the bed and kept staring at him.

"Control yourself." Zhou Qingyan smiled.

Chen Nansong laughed a few times, and when he got up to pick up his clothes, he insisted on sticking to people's bodies, and deliberately sticking to Zhou Qingyan's side with his bare upper body.

"Don't hook me." Zhou Qingyan looked at the people who came up, dumbfounded, and gently opened some distance with his hands, "What should they do if they come up in a hurry?"

"Just look at it." After Chen Nansong finished speaking, he stepped back obediently, and finished putting on his clothes quickly.

The two wore countless layers of clothing inside and out, and the temperature in the room was high, and some sweat came out from their backs.

"Let's go." Chen Nansong picked up the board in the corner and prepared to open the door.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Qingyan stretched out his hand, and kissed Chen Nansong the moment he turned his head, just a few seconds, "Let's go now."

When Chen Nansong went downstairs, the corners of his mouth were still curled up, as if he had just eaten candy.

It is said to be skiing, but in fact there is no real ski resort. It is just an uninhabited hillside. On weekdays, people will come up for vacation. The slides are flattened, and new snow and old snow are repeatedly covered.

The snow that just fell yesterday was still loose when stepping on it. Chen Xin accompanied Fei Le to slide the tires on a gentle place, and the remaining three people carried the boards and walked up the mountain. It was hard work all the way up. It was like climbing a mountain. , and finally found a fairly steep place as a starting point.

If you continue to go up a little bit, then it is not called skiing, but it is the rhythm of climbing to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

The three put on their goggles, and Chen Bei took the skis, "I'll take a step first!" He rushed out the next second, the snowflakes were lifted several meters high, Chen Nansong spit out the snowflakes he sucked into his mouth, and put on his gloves .

"Let's go?" His eyes were covered, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Qingyan with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The man squatted a little, "Go!"

The two of them rushed out together in the next second, Zhou Qingyan slowed down a bit, and followed Chen Nansong. The venue was not big, and a collision would be a big deal.

That slope didn't look too steep, but when it was sliding down, it couldn't slow down at all. Zhou Qingyan could clearly feel that the speed was getting faster and faster, and the oncoming wind could bring in a bit of air-conditioning through the heavy ski suit.

Basically, he kept slowing down as much as he could in the second half of the journey. Chen Nansong flew so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Qingyan sped up again, looked around but saw no one.

There were a few trees on the ramp ahead, and he swerved a bit onto the other side of the road, which was a lifesaver.

There is a snow pit in front. I don’t know when it was dug. It is buried in the snow and cannot be seen clearly from above. You can only pay attention when you walk halfway.

"Nan Song!" Zhou Qingyan suddenly wanted to stop on the ramp, but the thing couldn't stop at all, so he squatted down and rolled down halfway, hit a tree, and stopped when the road was smooth.

Zhou Qingyan's arm hurt from the bump, and when he woke up, he immediately turned over and ran up the slope, "Nan Song!" He roared in the snow in this no-man's land, and there was no sound except for the birds chirping in the distance.

Chen Bei probably heard the voice, and it took a while before he came up from below. Seeing Zhou Qingyan running up by himself, he was frightened, "Brother Yan! Nansong!"

Words spoken on the huge mountain can’t be heard at all, the snow makes people dizzy in the sun, and nothing can be distinguished from the patches of white.

Zhou Qingyan ran up like crazy. It was impossible to run on the thick snow. Basically, half of his calf sank when his foot collapsed.

It felt like walking on wet mud, exhausting every step I took.

"Nan Song!!" Zhou Qingyan's voice was already hoarse.

I don't know how deep the pit in the middle is. When Zhou Qingyan walked over there with great effort, he saw that there was a snow pothole in the middle, and it looked like it had just been smashed out.

"Chen Nansong!" Zhou Qingyan roared and stepped into the pit, stepped down and buried half of his body in it, and stood for a long time before standing up.

He dived into the snow pit in the middle, where there was only one board.

"Chen Nansong, don't scare me." Zhou Qingyan pawed in the snow for a long time, buried in the snow from the chest down.

His eyes were red and he couldn't make a sound.

"Here?" Chen Bei finally ran up and jumped into the pit to find someone together.The two of them searched back and forth in the snow, their hands under the heavy gloves were already frozen.

The sun slowly began to descend.

Zhou Qingyan touched a limp object at the innermost end, "Nan, Nansong!" He used his greatest strength to push away the snowflakes on it.

Fortunately, it didn't continue to snow, and the upper layer of soft snow was buried on his body, but it was estimated that he was hit hard, and Chen Nansong lost consciousness.

Zhou Qingyan was exhausted after carrying the man for two steps. Chen Bei came over and carried half of it down the mountain by himself. In the end, he was afraid of hurting the man, so Zhou Qingyan insisted on carrying the man on his back.

Chen Xin and the others were very happy skating on the tires below, but when they turned their heads and saw Zhou Qingyan coming down with someone on his back, they were instantly frightened.

"What's wrong, this is it!" Chen Xin ran over and followed into the house.

Zhou Qingyan carried him all the way to the bedroom, panting and quickly took off Chen Nansong's clothes. The temperature on his body was normal, but his limbs were a little cold. Chen Nansong seemed to have become conscious when he moved his fingers.

Zhou Qingyan yelled a few times, but the person on the bed groaned and said something cold before opening his eyes.

The bathroom was filled with warm water, Zhou Qingyan hugged him and put him in, squatting beside him and rubbing his hands in the water, "Is it better?"

Chen Nansong hummed, his eyes were still a little red when he opened them.

"Is there any pain?" Zhou Qingyan squatted beside him and his legs were already numb, so he stood up and sat on the edge of the bathtub and asked him.

"I guess I hit my leg, it's a little swollen, right?" Chen Nansong looked down.

Zhou Qingyan turned on some hot water and added it in, and just soaked in the water with him.

dong dong!

The bathroom door was knocked several times, and Chen Bei shouted from outside, "What's the matter? Are you awake? I just called the doctor, but I can't get through now. I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning."

"Nan Song? I want to go in!" Chen Xin said and was about to push the door.

"No!" Chen Nansong yelled, his voice was broken, Zhou Qingyan was no better than him, and now he couldn't yell a word.

Chen Bei persuaded him outside, "Take a bath, what's the matter with you going in, it's fine."

"I haven't seen anything about him!" Chen Xin sighed, "Forget it, call me when something happens, Fei Le is crying downstairs."

Chen Nansong didn't know what to say when he heard the commotion outside, so he raised his head and glanced at Zhou Qingyan, "The voice is so hoarse."

"It's okay." Zhou Qingyan said in a low voice, reaching out to touch his back, "Is it still cold?"

Chen Nansong shook his head a few times, stared at the water and said, "Your eyes are red."

Zhou Qingyan paused for a moment while stroking the hand on his back, and said softly, "Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you."

Chen Nansong smiled, "Just a few times at you, it's worth my death."

"Talking nonsense again." Zhou Qingyan patted him on the back.

"Hit me as soon as I woke up." Chen Nansong showed a hippie smile, "Let's go out, it will be really swollen if we soak it any longer."

"I'll hug you." Zhou Qingyan reached into the water.

"Don't, I'll go by myself. It's too embarrassing to be hugged when I wake up." Chen Nansong said.

"Okay." Zhou Qingyan found a bath towel in the cabinet next to the sink and handed it over.

Chen Nansong's feet were still a little soft, and stars were still appearing before he walked two steps.

Zhou Qingyan was making the bed, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Okay." Chen Nansong was indeed tired, he lay on the bed and looked up at the person, "You should rest too."

The sun was starting to set, and the lights in the room dimmed. The two looked at each other through the small cabinet in the middle, closed their eyes and fell asleep together.

Fei Le downstairs stopped crying, and slept soundly on the sofa wrapped in a blanket. There was a transparent glass in the center of the living room, and there was a fake flame inside.

The sound of burning flames reverberated in the room, which made people feel drowsy, and the room that had been flying around just now became quiet in an instant.

When he woke up, it was completely dark. Chen Nansong opened his eyes and looked around the strange room. After reacting for a few seconds, he recalled what happened. The upper part of his thigh was already a little purple, and his back was also aching.

He turned over and got out of bed, went to Zhou Qingyan's bed and squatted down, leaning his chin on the edge of the bed to look at him.

Zhou Qingyan closed his eyes, and suddenly put his hand on Chen Nansong's arm, "Are you feeling better?"

"Are you awake? Then you pretend to be asleep, I'm much better." Chen Nansong said.

There was some movement downstairs, probably everyone woke up.

When Chen Nansong went downstairs, Fei Le threw him into his arms. The boy kept crying and calling his uncle, which completely made Chen Nansong laugh.

"Is the sauna open?" Chen Nansong kept thinking about it.

"It's open, the small wooden house in the backyard is enough, and the hot spring is gone?" Chen Bei asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

"Don't eat, I'm not hungry." When Chen Nansong went upstairs to get a bath towel, he happened to meet Zhou Qingyan who opened the door.

"Backyard." He smiled and said two words, went into the bathroom and took some bathrobes out, "Don't make me wait too long."