Xianghe

After taking the medicine that Hengyu got for him, Yuan Qinghui felt that his body hurt even worse, and he didn't know if it would work.

"You don't really want to kill me, do you?" Even though he knew he couldn't die, Yuan Qinghui still joked with Hengyu while lying on the hospital bed, because there was no one around now, only Hengyu was with him.

After the poisonous dragon appears in the world, it will fly around the world and sprinkle the poisonous saliva of his body all over the world. Then, he usually returns to the place where he was born, and then rarely appears in the world.

Xianghe followed Xiao Jinwa and they went out to chase the poisonous dragon and solve the disaster it caused, leaving the only person here who might know some herbs to accompany Yuan Qinghui and help him detoxify.

"Isn't that just right, and no one snatched it from me, right?" Hengyu was still pounding medicine with a pounding bowl in his hand, sitting in front of Yuan Qinghui's bed to annoy him.

Yuan Qinghui felt dizzy when he saw him: "What did you eat for me, why do my hands hurt more and more?"

As he said that, Yuan Qinghui was about to reach out to grab Hengyu, but Hengyu ran away quickly.

Then Yuan Qinghui saw his right hand that was red and swollen into a pig's trotter.

The moment I saw my hand, I felt nauseous, and immediately put it down, seeing it as nothing.

Although he was joking about Hengyu, Yuan Qinghui knew that his medicine had been used a bit, and his whole body was numb before, but now his whole body was in pain, especially the hand that touched the skin of the poisonous dragon, but at least it was gone. Slowly regaining consciousness, the toxin has gradually dissipated from the body.

"It's all a little bit. The poison on Dulong's body is a mixed poison. Some medicines may be offensive. You have to take care of them these two days. If you are not careful, you can go directly to the Heavenly Palace."

"..."

Suffocating embarrassment, the silence lasted for a long time in this small broken house.

After waiting for a long time, Yuan Qinghui finally spoke: "Hengyu, I have a question and you have to answer me honestly."

"Huh?" Heng Yu was looking for herbs behind Yuan Qinghui's back, so he responded lightly.

"Do you really like Xianghe?"

Do you really like him, or are you just curious about someone of his background, or just a momentary playfulness of a teenager, these things are all very important.

"I don't know." Heng Yu replied behind Yuan Qinghui's back, making Yuan Qinghui wish he could jump up from the bed and beat him right now.

I don't know why you still kiss him, are all human boys so shameless?

"It's just—" Hengyu turned around and faced Yuan Qinghui, "I have a vague feeling that I want to be close to him, I want to be watched by his adoring eyes all the time, I still can't tell what it feels like , but I know that it doesn’t matter if you don’t find out, catch him first, and then find out, you won’t regret it.”

Yuan Qinghui looked at the young man, he had the same problem as Xianghe, he was always sincere when he spoke, and he was easily infected by his emotions, so he couldn't pick his thorns at all.

Yuan Qinghui breathed heavily, each inhalation and exhalation became longer and longer, and the eyes he looked at that boy became more and more gloomy.

Heng Yu spoke again: "He is a good man, I know that, if it weren't for him, none of you would come to help us, at first I kind of disliked him, I thought he didn't look like a great god at all, unlike You are so bold, but the longer we get along, the better I see him, and I have vague emotions towards him in my heart. I thought I would slowly figure out this emotion after you left, but Afterwards, you turned back again, and seeing the way he looked at me after defeating the wraith, the emotion in my chest burst out, and I thought, I might like him."

Many things happen because of accumulation, but if there is no last straw, it may never happen.

Damn, if he didn't listen to Xiang He and took him away at that time, he wouldn't get much back.

But without what if, they came back and found themselves another opponent.

A Heavenly Emperor is enough to torment people, and now there is a young boy who is more attractive to that person than himself, Yuan Qinghui's headache is even worse.

I have known for a long time that his Xianghe is a treasure that everyone will covet, but since I have not met anyone who dares to covet him along the way, I have become more and more passivated, but I don’t want to always make mistakes after I am passivated .

Obviously, he had shown such dislike of Xianghe before to let him relax, but now he turned around and said he liked Xianghe, people are really more cunning than one another.

But after careful calculation, it is still my own fault. I know that when Xianghe looks at people with such hot eyes, my blood is about to burst. I should have known that besides myself, other people will be convinced by his eyes like that .

Such sincere, hot, and unadulterated eyes.When he appeared on the face of that person who was more dazzling than the stars, he should know how lethal it was.

Although after getting along for a long time, now I think that person is a fool who doesn't work hard, but in fact, in the eyes of others, he should be a gentle and refined, extraordinary, approachable, with a heart for the world, Compassionate and courteous, a beautiful collection that cannot be described with any number of beautiful adjectives in the world, who would not want to be close to such a beautiful thing?

I thought he was a little sage who helped the world, but it turned out that he was nothing more than mediocre.

Damn it, the whole world is coming to grab Xianghe from me.

The headache is severe, people say that wealth should not be exposed, why don't I know how to hide it properly when I hold a rare treasure every day?

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, Yuan Qinghui fell back on the bed again: "He has someone he likes, you know that?"

Heng Yu's voice of smashing medicine suddenly stopped, and then started again: "I know, when he was sick, he kept calling his senior brother. I think he likes that person very much. It's him."

What he said was a double blow to Yuan Qinghui. He originally planned to use his senior brother to scare the kid away, but he didn't expect that he was the one who was hit.

"But, their current relationship shouldn't be very good, right?" Hengyu's hands continued to move, "Since this is the case, then if I go after him and don't touch morality, the only enemy I have to face is It's just his heart."

Yuan Qinghui's heart skipped a beat, why did he feel that this child was more transparent than himself?

Mingming knew about such a problem a long time ago, but he was always pissed off because of that person, but didn't that person care about him anymore?Isn't it impossible for them?Why are you still obsessed with this?

The later Heng Yu could see it so clearly, how could he not see it through all these years?

"Okay." Yuan Qinghui turned his head and looked at Hengyu solemnly, like a formal duel between two generals on the battlefield: "I accept your challenge, and I will definitely not let you take Xianghe away!"

With Yuan Qinghui's approval, Hengyu smiled, and stopped the hands of pounding the medicine: "Come on, take care of your body first and then fight with me. This is a drug that I found after picking out hundreds of herbs that seems to be able to save your life." Yours, come and taste come and taste—”

"This thing is either green or black, can it work—"

......

Yuan Qinghui lay on the side of the bed and was gasping for breath with difficulty, black and green juice was still sticking to the corner of his mouth, and tears were about to flow: "I think you just want to poison me to death before you go to grab Xianghe... .”

"Are you awake?" Xianghe pushed the door in with a big straw hat that didn't match him at all.

After being out in the sun for a long time, his body turned red again, and his skin was several degrees darker than before. The moment Yuan Qinghui saw Xianghe, he felt "black in front of his eyes".

It turns out that he can get tanned...

I don't know why, but it seems that there is a little verification in my heart, and there is also a subtle sense of satisfaction.

"Well——" Yuan Qinghui prolonged his voice while agreeing to Xianghe's question just now, in order to answer the next sentence: "Xianghe, after a little tan, it matches your current body Dressed up."

It was just a casual joke at first, but Xianghe seemed to like it very much after she said it. The straw hat she dropped after entering the door was brought back to her head at this moment, and she looked at Yuan Qinghui excitedly and said, "How about it? Wouldn't it be so strange to wear Hengyu's clothes now?"

Yuan Qinghui's face immediately hardened: "It's still very strange."

Why do you keep thinking about that inappropriate outfit?Why do you miss Hengyu's clothes?No, no, no, no!

After finishing speaking, Xiang He put down her straw hat like a deflated ball.

The top of Xianghe's head was wet with sweat, her hair was hanging on her head and face, and the top of her head was even "smoking". It looked like she had worked hard.

When Yuan Qinghui was around, Yuan Qinghui would keep fanning him. The folding fan Si Wen gave him was a fetish, and it wouldn't let Xiang He look so stupid. Just now, after seeing this man turn black, he felt a trace of curiosity. The sense of satisfaction is gone now, although this person is still smiling silly and happy now, but Yuan Qinghui will know that his heart hurts now.

"Come here." Request?With some strong orders, Yuan Qinghui sat by the bed and stretched out his hand towards Xianghe.

With a tone that would not make people feel uncomfortable, Xiang He tilted her head and glanced at him, thinking that he was uncomfortable somewhere, and walked over.

But as soon as Xianghe came within her controllable range, she threw him into her arms.

"What are you doing—" Xianghe struggled in Yuan Qinghui's arms, desperately trying to push him away, "It's so hot——"

Yuan Qinghui hugged Xianghe and rubbed against his wet head, before Xianghe was completely angry, he let go.

"It's very hot—" As soon as Xianghe escaped Yuan Qinghui's imprisonment, she jumped a long way away, waving her sleeves and fanning herself constantly.

"Come here." Yuan Qinghui shouted to Xianghe again.

As soon as Xianghe heard it, she immediately moved away from him as if she was electrocuted.

Yuan Qinghui sighed softly, and took out his fan from his arms: "Come here, I'll fan you."

The fan sent by Si Wen's blower monster is really top-notch, and the wind it blows is much stronger than ordinary folding fans.

Xianghe frowned and glanced at the fan in Yuan Qinghui's hand, stared at him suspiciously for a long time, but finally couldn't match the magic power of the fan, and moved over.

The inside of the hut is very simple, there is only one stool for storing medicine, there is no place to sit, Xiang He can only sit beside Yuan Qinghui's bed.

Yuan Qinghui sat up and gently waved his fan for Xianghe.

After fanning it a few times, Xianghe felt much cooler, and the hair on her head gradually dried up.

When he first entered the door, he was quite dry because of the heat. Now that the wind blows, his whole body becomes a lot more docile, and he happily leans beside Yuan Qinghui to enjoy the wind.

Yuan Qinghui gently waving the fan for Xianghe, for a moment, he thought of the evening when he was a child, when he passed by the homes of ordinary people, he also envied those children who let the adults in the family wave small fans for them .

It's not that I don't have a home, and my home is not bad, and it's also harmonious, but it's just - something is wrong.

At this time, I fanned Xianghe and looked at him smiling happily in front of me. Unconsciously, like a grandfather taking care of his grandson, he looked at the "little doll" beside him with a satisfied face. Smile.