late snow

The next day.

Zhan Hua heard a burst of birds chirping, and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the bright sky, and was in a trance for a moment.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep for many years since the poisoning.Then holding Ji Huai last night, he actually slept soundly for the first time.

It seems that we still have to seize the time to find a chance to do it. Ji Huai's medicine is really effective.

The person in his arms moved subconsciously, as if he felt the warmth in his neck, and half of his face was pressed against it.

Almost let him throw people out directly.

Ji Huai was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly pushed.

In his sleep and dream, he thought it was Allen who came to wake him up, waved his hands carelessly, hugged the quilt tightly in his arms, and muttered, "I'll sleep a little longer..."

A cold voice sounded very close to him, or it could be said that it reached his ears through the bones, and he could even feel the vibration when the other party spoke: "Get up."

Ji Huai opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the beautifully shaped collarbone and graceful Adam's apple. The skin was so white that it hurt his eyes.

Seeing him staring at him stupidly, Zhan Hua stretched out his hand to close up the messy skirt of his clothes, and said coolly, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Ji Huai was probably stunned from sleep, he looked up blankly to see him stand up, and almost subconsciously grabbed the hand protruding from the sleeve of the other party.

Zhan Hua thought that the poisoned relationship was cold all the year round, especially in the morning and night. Suddenly, a warm feeling came from the palm of his hand. The strange and fresh feeling didn't make him shake off immediately.

Ji Huai obviously didn't understand why he pulled the monk's hand early in the morning, and after a while he said slowly, "Zhan Hua."

The voice was a little hoarse just after waking up, and because Ji Huai didn't wake up, he shouted a little softly, so it sounded like he was acting like a baby.

trouble.

Zhan Hua glanced at him with some disgust, and said without emotion: "Get up, get ready to go."

Ji Huai sat on the ground with his head up and stared at him for a while, then yawned and woke up completely.

The heat in the palm disappeared instantly, and Zhan Hua's eyes fell on the opponent's hand.

There were many scratches on Ji Huai's hands, and there were several blisters on his palms, which made him look a bit miserable.

The young master accidentally touched a blister, and his eyebrows were wrinkled in pain. He probably wanted to save face. Seeing Zhan Hua watching him, he endured it and pretended not to change his face.

Zhan Hua looked at the other party's thoughts almost written on his face, and looked away without any trace.

The two walked one after the other on the rugged mountain road. Ji Huai almost couldn't keep up several times, and Zhan Hua slowed down a little impatiently.

When Zhan Hua stopped to wait for him for the third time, Ji Huai pursed his lips and speeded up.

Even though his legs are sore now, and the blisters on the soles of his feet are painful every time he takes a step, he still grits his teeth without even frowning.

He has already caused Zhan Hua a lot of trouble.

When he walked up to Zhan Hua, he said apologetically, "Don't wait for me, I can follow."

Zhan Hua glanced at him without emotion, and said, "Sit down."

Ji Huai was stunned for a moment, only to find that the other party had stopped behind a boulder, just enough to cover Sheng Yang.

"No, I can continue walking—" Ji Huai felt a little uncomfortable being taken care of like this.

Zhan Hua said, "I'm tired."

Ji Huai was keenly aware that the other party was not in a good mood, so he just smiled at him and sat down without saying a word.

"Stay here and don't run around, I'll be back soon." Zhan Hua confessed a few words, and before Ji Huai could answer, he turned and left.

Looks like he's in a bad mood.

Ji Huai was a little depressed and didn't know what the problem was. Anyway, ever since he woke up this morning, Zhan Hua had kept his face cold.

He is still seriously injured.

Ji Huai was a little worried and wanted to follow up to have a look, but then remembered Cai Zhanhua's cold instructions just now, and fell into a tangle.

Before Ji Huai finished tangling, Zhan Hua came back, bringing back a rabbit and a few blue fruits.

Ji Huai saw the rabbit's eyes light up, and then his expression became a little tangled. Zhan Hua is a monk, and he caught the rabbit...he can't eat it, right?

Could it be that the little rabbit was injured and wanted to raise it?Ji Huai's understanding of Zhan Hua's compassion can't help but rise to another level.

"This rabbit is so cute—" Ji Huai hadn't finished speaking when Zhan Hua quickly twisted the little rabbit's neck.

Ji Huai: "..."

Zhan Hua raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "What?"

Ji Huai swallowed, and said with a smile: "This rabbit looks delicious."

Zhan Hua was noncommittal, and handed the rabbit to him, "Can you peel it?"

Ji Huai said without changing his face: "Yes."

Zhan Hua was probably a little tired. After handing him the rabbit, he sat down against the tree.

Ji Huai held the rabbit's body, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you have a knife?"

Zhan Hua took out a dagger from somewhere on his body and threw it to Ji Huai.

Ji Huai took the dagger in a hurry and walked a little further to deal with the rabbit.

However, this was too difficult for him, and when he came back carrying the rabbit meat with his hands covered in blood, Zhan Hua had already fallen asleep.

Seeing that his face was pale, Ji Huai was a little worried. Zhan Hua was seriously injured, but the medicine had only been changed once in the past two days. Now that the weather is getting hotter, it may fester if he is not careful.

Ji Huai roasted the rabbit meat, wiped his hands, walked to Zhan Hua and squatted down. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his wrist was tightly grasped, and he was fixed on the spot by the murderous eyes of the other party.

Ji Huai was taken aback by Zhan Hua's sudden murderous intent, stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

"What for?" Zhan Hua's voice was a little weak, and he didn't even hide his killing intent.

Ji Huai instinctively sensed the danger, he wanted to step back, but he didn't want Zhan Hua's strength to make it difficult for him to take a step back.

He stared at Zhan Hua's bloodless lips, and said with a dry smile, "I want to see your injuries."

The expression on Zhan Hua's face was distorted for a moment.

He was rarely injured, and because of his special status, almost no one was so straightforward as to take off his clothes to see his injuries.

But when he thought that this was the second time Ji Huai had the audacity to take off his clothes, the expression on his face became even more distorted.

Ji Huai worried: "The weather is too hot, if you don't change the dressing in time, you will die."

Zhan Hua let go of his hand.

Some things seem to be familiar once and twice, after Ji Huai helped him deal with the wound on his body, he helped him gather his clothes, and said with a heavy heart: "You still have to see a doctor for your injury."

Zhan Hua shook his head, "It's okay——"

Ji Huai saw his face suddenly changed, and his heart beat violently.

Quan Ning silently jumped down from the tree, walked to the front of the ashes, knelt down and twirled, still warm.

"It's not far away yet." Quan Ning showed half of his face with a satisfied smile, and gently rubbed his thumb on the handle of the scimitar.

He stood there for a while, and was about to lift his feet to leave when he suddenly stopped, and turned slightly to look at the bushes behind him.

Ji Huai was staring nervously at Quan Ning's every move not far away, when suddenly a palm gently covered his mouth and nose, the cold touch of his fingertips seeped into his cheeks, and the faint scent of soap locust on his sleeves rushed in unexpectedly It touched his nasal cavity and made him dizzy.

Ji Huai instinctively raised his hand and held the other's thin wrist bone.

His posture is a little uncomfortable now, his back is tightly pressed against the other's chest because of Zhan Hua's sudden approach, and he is almost completely hugged by the other party.

"You're too nervous." Zhan Hua whispered into his ear, "Relax."

Ji Huai pursed his lips and slowed down his breathing, but still grabbed the other's wrist and did not let go.

Outside, Quan Ning swept across the bushes with a knife, but found nothing among the falling leaves. He clicked his tongue rather bored, tapped his toes, and flew up the treetops to go elsewhere.

Seeing this, Ji Huai wanted to stand up.

"Wait a little longer." Zhan Hua whispered in his ear.

Ji Huai froze for a moment.

Zhan Hua glanced at his reddened ear tips from the corner of his eye, and paused slightly.

Ji Huai squeezed his wrist, motioning for him to let go.

Zhan Hua let go of his hand, Ji Huai turned his head with some difficulty and whispered: "Zhan Hua, it's too crowded here."

The tree hole I discovered in a hurry was very small, and now the two big men were squeezed together, almost clinging to each other. The thin layers of clothes could not block each other's body temperature at all, and it was stuffy and hot.

The back of Ji Huai's head rested on Zhan Hua's shoulder, he reached out and squeezed Ji Huai's chin, turned him around, and said in a low voice, "Quan Ning hasn't left yet, so bear with it."

Ji Huai's posture was really tiring, but he didn't want to sit at the bottom of the muddy tree hole, and his whole body was trembling.

"Lean on me." Zhan Hua supported him by the shoulders and leaned back, holding him firmly in his arms.

Ji Huai was still worried about his injury, "Your wound—"

"Hush." ​​Zhan Hua covered his mouth and nose again.

Ji Huai couldn't help holding his breath, and the sound of small footsteps almost passed them by.

For the first time, Ji Huai felt that the sound of footsteps could be so creepy.

After about another stick of incense, Zhan Hua let go of him.

"Going away?" Ji Huai asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Zhan Hua responded, "Let's go out."

Ji Huai was about to crawl out when suddenly there was a heavy weight behind him.

"Zhan Hua?"

No one should.

"Zhan Hua, what's the matter with you?" Ji Huai hurriedly turned around and touched his body, which was bitingly cold.

"Zhan Hua? Zhan Hua?" Ji Huai patted his face, but the other party didn't respond.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled to climb out of the tree hole. After confirming that there was really no one around, he dragged Zhan Hua out of the tree hole.

Zhan Hua's lips were bruised and purple, his breathing was also very weak, and his body was very cold. However, Ji Huai had just changed the medicine for his wound not long ago. Thinking about it, it should not be a symptom caused by the wound.

No matter how unreasonable Ji Huai is in medical science, he can see that this is a symptom of poisoning.

However, staying here is not an option, Quan Ning may come back at any time, Ji Huai carried him on his back, and walked deep into the forest.

This road was much more difficult than before. Ji Huai fell several times with someone on his back, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. At least he protected Zhan Hua from being injured again.

It was getting late, and Ji Huai was afraid that it would be unsafe, so he happened to come across another cave, so he went in with Zhan Hua on his back. After putting the person away, he picked up some firewood nearby. Fortunately, the fire quickly rose.

He checked Zhan Hua's body from head to toe, and found no wounds bitten by insects or snakes, so he reluctantly felt relieved.

However, Zhan Hua was still terribly cold. Ji Huai moved him to the fire, took off his coat to cover him, and imitated the local method clumsily, rubbing his palms and feet non-stop.

However, the temperature on Zhan Hua's body is still getting lower and lower.

Ji Huai was very anxious, reached out and patted his cheek, and called him: "Zhan Hua, wake up, if you continue like this, you will die."

The drowsy person seemed to open his eyes a little, but fell asleep quickly again.

"Zhan Hua! Zhan Hua! Can't sleep!" Ji Huai added a little more strength.

When he patted Zhanhua's cheek, the palm that was broken when he fell down accidentally touched Zhanhua's lips, leaving a trace of blood.

The unconscious man's Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

However, Ji Huai did not find out.

He was still anxiously thinking of various ways, and finally he simply hugged the person in his arms, trying to use his own body temperature to make him a little warmer.

Zhan Hua seemed to be repeating something subconsciously, Ji Huai couldn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head and approached him, "Zhan Hua, what are you talking about?"

Zhan Hua opened his eyes in a daze, stared at the other party's neck that was exposed in front of his eyes without any warning, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thirst..."

Seeing him open his eyes, Ji Huai was very happy, and supported him on his shoulder, "Okay, I'll go get you some water right now!"

Sensing that the other party was about to leave, Zhan Hua narrowed his eyes, turned over and pressed the man under him, his eyes lingering on his neck.

Ji Huai's back hit the ground hard, and he was thrown into a daze. He looked at the other party suspiciously: "Zhan Hua?"