The little man on the apex

Yan Heyi suddenly stopped, there was a sound of wind outside, hitting the window one after another, but she couldn't get in, she was quite out of breath.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I can hear the sound of snowflakes slowly piling up on the ground and on the roof.

Yuan Xi buried his face in the quilt, and tears poured in. He was really scared. It was the first time that Yan Heyi didn't hug him tightly to comfort him at such a time, and trapped him here like crazy. On the bed covered by the red curtain.

The hands on his waist were slowly released, Yuan Xi had long lost his strength, so he lay down on the ground, still buried his face, and slowly covered him with a warm quilt, wrapping him tightly.

Yan Heyi was still feeling uncomfortable, so he covered himself with a quilt, tried not to touch Yuanxi, closed his eyes tightly and did not speak.

He wanted to hug Yuan Xi and tell him how sad he was these days, how sad the sky was falling, but he wanted to be awkward as if he was angry with him.

When he was a child, his parents said that this child looks sensible, but in fact he is stubborn, and that awkwardness is more annoying than a messy rope with eight or nine knots.

Once, the chickens at home were about to hatch, and he didn't show the joy of ordinary children. He just changed his daily morning reading to the yard and glanced at the chicken coop from time to time.

His mother thought it was cute, so she stepped forward and took his hand, and said something like "The baby chicken should hatch soon, our baby is looking forward to it", Yan Heyi was not happy, as if her heart was being disturbed After being exposed, in the next few days, I never went to the yard to read again.

Later, one of the hatched baby chickens died halfway, probably because the womb did not grow well, Yan Heyi became angry with herself again, and quietly buried it in the backyard. After that, she didn't eat well for three days. Comfort, he refused to admit it.

In short, it's different from other children, his father, such a decent teacher, urged Yan Heyi to skip his mother's class, and finally dragged him out. Sitting on the hillside reading, his father was left alone, flying a kite around him without embarrassment.

Growing up slowly, he still has this temper. Everyone in the village respects him, so he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with it. Since he met Yuan Xi and needed to get along with the same person every day, he found himself Awkwardness in the temper.

This awkwardness is not like a sharp sword, but like a blunt file, without seeing blood, it makes both of them feel uncomfortable.

At a time like this, Yuan Xi would rather have him scold him head and face, and let out all the frustration in his heart. Even fighting with him in the yard is better than being so cold-faced.

Yan Heyi squeezed her hands under the blanket, and was about to turn around and hug Yuan Xi, but Yuan Xi hugged her waist first. He hugged her into his arms, but the person in his arms slipped away slipperily. Pulling off the quilt, he slowly bent down, his hair was hanging on his hip bones, and a tear "slapped" rolled into his leg.

He knew what Yuan Xi was going to do, and in this little guy's heart, this matter was meant to be flattering.

Yan Heyi's heart ached again, but she still spoke with an unreasonable bluntness: "How dry are your lips? They are uncomfortable."

Yuan Xi raised his face to look at him, was stunned for a moment, then put his hands on his head again.

"Yuanxi," Yan Heyi finally called out this hot-smelling name, he grabbed Yuanxi's shoulder and lifted him up, wrapping him closer to the bed, "Go to sleep, I'm... tired."

"But......"

"Go to sleep." Yan Heyi lay back upright in her own little place, and closed her eyes again.

After a long time, a pair of soft hands chased after him again, first to test, and seeing that Yan Heyi didn't respond, they hugged Yan Heyi's waist tightly, his face that was so hot was pressed against his back, and his flickering eyelashes rubbed against him. with.

The two of them just stayed there quietly like this, neither of them spoke, the roof outside was covered with snow, and from time to time a lump would fall and hit the ground with a "plop".

Yan Heyi hesitated to speak, but when a few words came to her lips, she held back, and finally felt that the eyelashes behind her were unblinking, afraid that Yuan Xi would fall asleep, so she slowly opened her mouth: "Today, is there anything to eat? "

"Eat," Yuan Xi's voice was a little dry, with some flattery.

Obviously feeling that this person's stomach is flat, Yan Heyi's tone softened a bit, and asked again: "What did you eat?"

"In the afternoon, I had a bowl of hot soup with the noodle shop in the town, and I ate it with steamed buns..."

Yan Heyi felt angry again, and her voice was also filled with anger: "Didn't you take the money?"

"The money belongs to my brother, I... dare not use it."

"You dare to leave a book and go away, but you dare not spend some money?"

The arms around her waist tightened unnaturally, and the eyelashes of the people behind her began to blink frequently. Don't hold back tears, Yan Heyi quickly lowered her voice: "It's been a few days since I ate steamed buns, and my stomach hurts after eating them. No more."

"Okay." Yuan Xi hurriedly agreed, and then added in a low voice, "It's cold, and the steamed buns can be eaten after a long time."

Yan Heyi got up suddenly, fastened the belt of her inner coat, put on her coat, and hurried out again without saying a word.

After a while, he opened the door and came in again. He wanted to talk, but after a moment of hesitation, he changed his mind, took out Yuan Xi who was huddled under the blanket, wrapped him in a long jacket, picked him up by his legs, and walked quickly to the kitchen .

There was a pot of hot water in the shower compartment in the kitchen, Yuan Xi knew that it was for washing himself, usually, he was hugged by Yan Heyi when he was sleepy, and his face was buried in his neck, Let him wash himself.

This time, Yuan Xi obediently got into the straw curtain and squatted over, while washing, he glanced at Yan Heyi from time to time through the gap in the straw curtain.

The fire on the stove was still burning, and Yan Heyi opened the neatly arranged bottles and jars one by one, and put them in a porcelain bowl. He estimated that it was almost time, when he lifted the lid of the pot, a gust of white steam steamed up, and it lasted for a long time. When the chopsticks were stirred, they were followed by a bamboo strainer, and the yellowish hand-rolled noodles were tremblingly immersed in the porcelain bowl with the prepared soup base.

In the cubicle, Yuan Xi carefully wiped off the water on his body with a cotton cloth, touched his hungry stomach, bit his lips and smiled softly.

Coming out of the cubicle, Yan Heyi took a look at Yuan Xi, then took off her jacket and put it on his shoulders.

On the opposite side, Yuan Xi stood where he was, as if waiting for Yan Heyi's order. Yan Heyi glanced at him again, and waved: "Come and eat noodles."

Yuan Xi walked to the stove, picked up the bowl of noodles, and put it down again with a frown, it was too hot.

Yan Heyi understood what he meant, and pointed to the wooden stool next to the stove: "Eat here."

In the past, Yan Heyi always said that eating should be at the place where he eats, and it would be shameful to eat on the kitchen stove. This time, he can't control those rules anymore. There is a fire in the kitchen, which is warmer than the main room. Those who go in are prone to catch a cold.

Yuan Xi grinned at him, showing four small canine teeth with sharp horns, then sat down obediently, and pushed the bowl towards Yan Heyi.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Seeing his pitiful appearance, Yan Heyi couldn't tell what was true and what was false for a moment, but she blamed herself, feeling that her words were a little blunt, and added another sentence , called "Yuanxi".

Only then did Yuan Xi grab the noodle bowl and start to gobble it up, and tears fell down again as the hot steam smoked away.

Hearing the sound of sniffling, Yan Heyi quickly took out a handkerchief, pinched Yuan Xi's chin, lifted his face, and wiped his running nose.

Yuan Xi smiled at him, foolishly, a transparent snot bubble popped out again, Yan Heyi's hands froze for a moment, and suddenly she put her hips on her hips and laughed.

The two smiled face to face for a while, the atmosphere seemed to be less tense, Yuan Xi raised his head and grabbed Yan Heyi's hand, Yan Heyi squeezed his hand backhand, "Drink the soup too, warm your body."

"Yes," Yuan Xi nodded, drinking the noodle soup to the bottom.

Watching Yan Heyi tidy up the kitchen, Yuan Xi boldly stretched out his hand to let Yan Heyi hug him. Yan Heyi curled his lips, grabbed a hand, and led him into the main room.

The big cloth pocket was placed on the floor of the main room, and a moaning ball slept on it.

Yan Heyi gently pulled the cloth pocket out from under Tuanzi, Tuanzi opened his eyes, changed his position and continued to sleep.

Open it and look, inside is the wooden box containing the purple bamboo pen, the jade token of peace, a handful of broken silver, and a crumpled portrait, and there seem to be some dry steamed buns.

"You are considerate, you asked me for such a bag in advance."

"I... tried to make a bag," Yuan Xi lowered his head and squeezed his fingers, "I don't know how to make a bag. The cloth bag is convenient and holds more."

Yan Heyi smiled helplessly, put the cloth bag on the table, took Yuan Xi's hand into the room, and motioned him to get under the covers.

Yan Heyi followed her into the bed, stretched out her arms without saying a word, Yuan Xi understood, and hurriedly put her head on it.

This is, are you not angry?

Yuan Xi moved closer to him and began to explain: "Brother, I am actually..."

"Northern?"

"Yes," Yuan Xi was a little surprised, "How did brother know?"

"You thought you were the one to be arrested in the town, so you ran away?"

Yuan Xi nodded.

"I saw the wanted portraits posted in the town, and I heard the news about the trade, so come back?"

Yuan Xi nodded again.

Yan Heyi hugged him towards her, "Your family is also in business? What happened to your father?"

"No," the answer was somewhat unexpected, "Father is an official in the court, and there are two elder brothers above him, both of whom have official positions."

Yuan Xi thought about it in a daze, and continued: "Several princes are fighting for the throne, and the officials have to stand in line. Father and two elder brothers belong to the faction of the fourth prince. After fighting back and forth, the fourth prince fell. The two elder brothers were imprisoned and died there inexplicably."

"Yuanxi." Yan Heyi called him softly.

"It's nothing, brother." Yuan Xi leaned his face into Yan Heyi's neck, "The one who got the power is the third prince, he is the most ruthless and decisive, Father said he would kill them all, and sure enough, he found spies in the mansion at night Father hurriedly asked us to clean up the things, and the family escaped."

"The third prince's people still chased after them, and all the private soldiers they brought were killed one after another. Han Peng has been protecting me and my parents. He entered the southern country by accident, pretending to be an ordinary businessman, but met bandits again. , my parents died, Han Peng took me and ran away, and then, I was the only one left."

"At that time, my brother saved me and treated me well, so I didn't want to leave, and wanted to rely on my brother," Yuan Xi lowered his eyes, "How can I say that, at first, I wanted to use my brother. They arrested people, thinking they were arresting us in the name of a businessman, so they ran away."

"I... am not good enough for my brother."

"Don't say stupid things," Yan Heyi said, "If you are really arrested, we will run away together."

"Don't run away, brother," Yuan Xi held Yan Heyi's hand, "the town said that the superior is a benevolent prince, a fat one, he is the second prince, who doesn't fight or snatch, and has friendship with elder brother, Even if they send someone to look for it, they will also take me back to enjoy the blessings."

Yan Heyi poked his nose and asked seriously: "If that's the case, are you going?"

"I'm with my brother, and I'll go when my brother goes."

"Aren't you going to run again?"

"I'm not running anymore," Yuan Xi choked up, tears came out again, "Brother, I know I was wrong."

Yan Heyi hugged him tightly, resting her chin on the top of his head, her voice was so sweet and gentle, "Yuanxi, I don't blame you, it's me who blames me for not noticing your worry, letting you One bears all this."

"I'm an awkward person. I like something, as if I'm afraid that people will find out and laugh at me for it. I never dare to admit it." Yan Heyi lowered her head and kissed Yuan Xi's hair, "Yuan Xi, don't care about you Whether it's a savage who fell from the mountain, or a nobleman who escaped from another country, you will always be the one in my heart."

Yuan Xi raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and kissed him recklessly.

A long kiss, mixed with tears, the two of them seemed to melt into one, Yan Heyi wiped Yuanxi's face clean, and teased him with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I'm really angry and won't let you in?"

"Afraid, but not afraid," Yuan Xi pressed his lips to Yan Heyi's face, "Anyway, I have a thick skin, if my brother won't let me in, I'll just sit at the door and stalk you like a mangy dog. "

"What if I find another husband?"

"Then..." Yuan Xi paused, as if he had made up his mind, "I will sing songs outside your window every day, singing the beautiful case, Cui Junrui, and Yuanyang Deng, as soon as he comes out , I let Tuanzi bite him."

"It's obvious that you left me and ran away, but it's mine?" Yan Heyi rubbed his head vigorously, "Indeed, Tuanzi and you belong together, so I have no choice but to surrender to the power of the two of you and tremble earn a living."

Only then did Yuan Xi dare to act like a baby with him, "Brother, you scared me today."

"Then forgive me, okay?"

"Okay," Yuan Xi limply leaned towards him.

After a long time, the person in his arms gradually calmed down, as if he was tired, and there was a soft snoring sound.

Yan Heyi carefully brushed the hair hanging down his face for him, lowered her head slowly, and pressed her lips against his forehead for a long time.

It was already dawn, Yan Heyi got up lightly, took a bottle of sesame oil, and gently applied it on Yuanxi's lips with her fingertips.

After being blown by the wind outside these days, I shouldn't be able to eat any soup, my lips are peeled, and there are two slits that ooze blood.

As soon as Yuanxi entered the room, Yan Heyi noticed it.

The sesame oil was applied, the oil was moist, and the taste was craving. Yuan Xi smacked his mouth in his dream, with a smile on his face.