Bianshanhan [farming]

In the depths of the forest, there are thousands of green trees, rolling mountains, and the sound of water in the valley. Looking at it in a blink of an eye, you can see several waterfalls hanging on the black stone, and the splashed water drops reflect charming brilliance in the sun.

In addition to the sound of roaring water, there are crisp bells ringing in the valley, and groups of reindeer are stepping on the green carpet made of green grass, gnawing on the tender grass with their heads down.

In the distance, there are two tall mountain walls. There are several winding stone steps on the mountain walls. Walking up the steps, one after another, large and small caves are connected together. Men and women dressed in fur go in and out of the caves. .

A group of children in small leather skirts gathered together, they ran to the entrance of the cave in the middle, and looked inside while holding the stones.

There was a faint scent of medicine coming out of the cave, and the children took a few breaths and couldn't help but sneezed a few times.

Hearing the footsteps inside, a group of children immediately turned around and ran out, only one little girl didn't move, she was holding a dead flower in her hand, looked up at the person coming from inside, blinked her big eyes, and said: " Brother Liu and brother, does the brother inside still hurt?"

"It's much better." Liu He reached out and touched the little girl's head, "When he woke up, he asked me to thank you."

The little girl blushed a little, handed the flowers in her hand to Liu He, turned her head away, and ran away.

Liu He returned to the cave with the flowers. In the faint sunlight, a man was lying on the slate straw mat. The gray-haired witch doctor was holding a lit medicinal herb in his hand, and the man on the ground was surrounded by smoke.

The table next to it was full of flowers, and Liu He put the ones in his hands in a pile. He wondered how many flowers the little guy picked, and where did he put them in winter?

The table was next to the window, and Liu He was standing in front of the window. A group of puppies surrounded a man on the ground in the distance. The man's upper body was naked, covered with red wounds. He was holding an ax in his hand, but the wood to be split was Was trampled underfoot by a group of puppies.

"Jiang Cong!" Liu He poked his head out and shouted, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move around!"

As if echoing his words, a group of puppies kept barking at Jiang Cong. Because they barked so loudly, two of them fell from the log and rolled onto the grass like a ball.

Jiang Cong bent down and picked up the two stunned fur balls lying on the ground.

Putting down the ax and holding the two pups in his arms, Jiang Cong stepped on the stone steps and walked up the stone wall.

After the herbs were burned out, the witch doctor let out a long breath, and Liu He helped the old witch doctor to rest in a nearby cave.

When Jiang Cong came in, the white smoke in the cave was still covering the people on the straw mat. The fur balls had a sensitive nose and didn't like the smell of the medicine, so Jiang Cong put them on the ground.

The two little guys ran away with their buttocks twisted. Jiang Cong stepped forward, half-kneeling on the ground, staring fixedly at the people on the ground, and the hands beside him began to tremble unconsciously.

The people on the ground lay quietly, the old wounds on their faces healed, the scars fell off, and there were no scars left. The black eyelashes were like static butterfly feathers, making their faces paler.

Hands covered with frostbite were placed on this face, and the trembling stopped slowly after touching the familiar warmth.

When Liu He came back, seeing the scene inside, he couldn't help sighing, "He woke up once, and he will be fine soon, don't worry about it."

In the past two months, he didn't know how many times he had said this, but Jiang Cong still looked like this.

However, compared to two months ago, Jiang Cong was much better. At that time, he thought it was Jiang Cong who would not survive, not Li Qingwen.

"Thank you, Liu He." Jiang Cong stood up without taking his eyes off the people on the ground.

Liu He quickly waved his hands, "You saved hundreds of our clansmen, we should thank you."

Jiang Cong shook his head and didn't want to talk. He sat next to the straw mat. The smoke faded. He pulled the linen cloth and gently covered the people around him.

Liu He leaned over and looked at Li Qingwen on the ground, "He looks much better. Our people went out and delivered your letter to the camp. You don't have to worry."

Jiang Cong thanked him again. Seeing him like this, Liu He didn't say much, and brought the bone bucket next to him, "I'll apply ointment for you."

The white ointment has been applied all over the body, some places have not yet peeled off, and there are still large yellow patches. The tender red skin and the frostbitten old skin are mixed together, which looks a bit scary at first glance.

After stroking his back, there was a lot of shouting down the mountain, Liu He hurried out, he had to get food for those cubs.

The orange glow came in from the window and landed on Li Qingwen's face, adding a bit of warmth to it. His nose and mouth were slightly raised, as if they would wrinkle in the next second.

Jiang Cong lowered his head, lightly pecked at the transparent porcelain-white side of his face, raised his head briefly, and planted another kiss on the tip of his nose.

Delicate and gentle kisses flowed over the face like raindrops.

After eating enough, a group of fur balls jumped up the stone steps. They ran to the entrance of the cave in the middle, walked in with ease, and sat down on the ground beside the straw mat, panting heavily.

After resting, they surrounded the lying person, stretched out their tender pink tongues, and lowered their heads to lick a few mouthfuls.

When they lick, they still don't forget to rub with their small bodies. The new fluff is soft, like feathers, scratching and lying on the tip of people's hearts.

The red sunset was very bright, a pair of still butterflies took off lightly, revealing their dark pupils, just had a dream buried under the fur, Li Qingwen really felt the soft touch.

Looking at the person who opened his eyes, Jiang Cong froze.

Blinking his eyes, the person who had just woken up was finally a little clear. Two fur balls bounced on his body, his hairy head was tilted, and four watery eyes stared at the fluttering eyelashes.

Unexpectedly, after waking up, he really saw the puppies. Li Qingwen happily raised his hands and hugged them to his chest. Although his hands were still stiff, they would automatically stroke their fur one by one. The feeling was as good as in the dream .

The other furballs stretched out their front paws and pulled him, as if saying, "Get up and play with us."

Eyes narrowed with a smile, Li Qingwen happily wanted to get up, but was held down by a hand stretched out beside him.

Their eyes met, Li Qingwen was startled, and immediately asked anxiously: "Brother, what's wrong with your face?"

Looking down the face, under the ointment, the body in front of him is full of large and small scars.

Jiang Cong took the two fur balls from his hands expressionlessly and put them on the ground.

Li Qingwen didn't care about other things at this time, he grabbed Jiang Cong's hand and asked, "Why are you injured so badly?"

"It's okay, it's all over." Jiang Cong looked at his face with burning eyes, put his hand under Li Qingwen's nose, and felt the soft and moist breath.

Before he could ask again, Jiang Cong said, "Where does your body hurt?"

Li Qingwen shook his head, "I don't feel pain, where is this place? Are we still in the castle?"

"We left two months ago, and we are now in Liu and their tribe." Jiang Cong replied warmly.

"How did you get here?" Li Qingwen asked, carefully touching the scar on Jiang Cong's body with his fingertips, frowning again and again.

Seeing that he didn't seem to remember, Jiang Cong replied, "Come for treatment."

At this time, Liu He, who heard the sound, came, and he was very happy, "It can be regarded as waking up, and if you sleep any more, spring will pass!"

Being stopped by the two, Li Qingwen had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​sitting up, lay down, and asked in surprise, "What month is it now?"

"At the end of May." Jiang Cong replied, feeding him honey water.

"I've slept for so long!" Li Qingwen's eyes were straightened, he drank all the honey water, and puffed up his cheeks, "How did my brother get injured?"

"He walked in the snow for too long and got frostbite, but don't worry, he's almost healed now." Liu He said, "Jiang Cong brought you to the forest, have you forgotten?"

Li Qingwen shook his head. He remembered sitting on a sledge and being separated from Lin Xiuyun. He seemed to have encountered an avalanche on the way home, and he didn't remember anything after that.

"Xue Beng..." Li Qingwen murmured, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "Are my elder brother and the others all right?"

"It's okay, they have all returned to the camp." Liu He smiled.

Finally relieved, Li Qingwen slumped on the straw mat, "Last time you said you invited us to visit your tribe, but you didn't expect us to come so soon."

However, when he originally planned to solemnly visit the door to thank him, he did not expect to sleep in his place for so long. Li Qingwen said in embarrassment, "Wh, when are you going to meet your patriarch and elders..."

"They went to herd the deer, and they may come back today." Liu He said, "You are in good health, take a good rest now."

As he spoke, the witch doctor brought over the soup, and Li Qingwen raised his head and drank it all.

It was getting dark, Liu He and the witch doctor left, and there were only two people left in the grotto.

Li Qingwen poked his head to look for the group of puppies, and found that they had gone to nowhere.

His small movements did not escape Jiang Cong's eyes, and the man leaned into his ear with no expression on his face, "I'll find those little guys to accompany you."

In just a short sentence, Li Qingwen heard something different. Out of an animal's instinct to perceive danger, he grabbed Jiang Cong's hand and said very sincerely: "Brother, you are enough." .”

"Really?" Jiang Cong looked at him with lowered eyes, his cold and hard side face hidden in the darkness, "I kissed you so many times without waking up, they licked a few mouthfuls, and you opened your eyes, and it was still them more useful."

Li Qingwen: "..."

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, who kisses whom?

Li Qingwen blushed so much that he was about to smoke, he held onto Jiang Cong's hand and racked his brains for a long time, then Li Qingwen murmured, "But, maybe it's brother, brother, you kissed too lightly... "

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked, and this time he tasted a heavy and long kiss.

His breathing was entangled, his hands were tightly clenched, his heart was beating non-stop, Li Qingwen was panting heavily, and finally had an answer to the question that he had held in his stomach for a year.

Reality is even more beautiful than dreams, Li Qingwen thought flatteringly, he still needs to sleep less in the future.