Heavenly practice

The next day, Shen Zhuo lay in bed without any suspense, not to mention the soreness in his back, a certain place was so sore that he couldn't even imagine it.

He lay on his back on the bed and let out a long sigh. If he went on like this, he really had the illusion that he could be pregnant with Zai Zai.

There was no one beside him, some noises came from the direction of the kitchen, Shen Zhuo's eyelids twitched, a bad premonition surged in his heart, he quickly put on his clothes and ran to the kitchen, but stopped when he passed the corridor.

The foggy sky sprinkled white snowflakes all over the sky, like light feathers, fluttering and falling on the mountains, rivers and land, among the tops of pine forests.

He stared blankly, couldn't help but put on a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes, but was stopped by the other hand.

He turned his head to look, and met Chang Ming's cool gaze, and the bowl of hot porridge in his hand.

"...you did it?" He couldn't believe it.

Chang Ming didn't answer, he stuffed the porridge into his hand, then took his other hand, and pulled him into the room.

"Hey - I want to see the snow!"

Shen Zhuo rubbed back, not wanting to go back into the house, "Get me a stool and I'll eat outside."

"Cold." Chang Ming held his cold hand.

Shen Zhuo grinned, "It's neither cold nor cold, I want to see snow, I like snow..."

Chang Ming stood there and stared at him, his eyes were a little cold.

Shen Zhuo was slightly stunned, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Don't you like snowy days?"

He suddenly remembered that Chang Ming didn't like being touched by Xue before.

"Ah."

Chang Ming looked at the white people outside, "I don't like it."

Shen Zhuo became interested, "Why?"

He doesn't remember having this setting.

"Unlucky."

Chang Ming's lips spat out these two words lightly, making Shen Zhuo dumbfounded.

"Are you still superstitious?"

"Snow is a disaster"

Chang Ming held his hand a little harder, and his voice was low, "After the Huangtian Secret Realm, it snowed heavily in Central Continent for ten years..."

Shen Zhuo's heart trembled, and his eyes felt a little hot.

He remembered that unlike his love for snow, in Changming's memory, every snowfall since he met him was ominous.

The first time it snowed, he was almost wiped out in the basement of the Huangzi Pavilion in Zhentianmen. The second time it snowed, he died completely in front of him, and then it was ten years of snow.

So the person in front of him who has never said that he loves or hates says that he doesn't like it, he doesn't like snow, because every snow takes him away from him.

He suddenly didn't dare to know how Changming watched the ten-year heavy snowfall end, every day, every day, he spent those ten years in a deep sleep, but in fact, those ten years were not easy for Changming.

"I hate snow."

Chang Ming looked up at the gray sky, "It's very similar to the day you left."

Tears fell from the corners of Shen Zhuo's eyes.

Chang Ming stretched out his hand to wipe it for him, but his hand was held, Shen Zhuo looked at him fixedly, blinked, and tears fell to the ground.

Shen Zhuo held his hand and put it on his cheek, and smiled with his lips drawn, looking at him softly with red eyes, "Every time it snows, I will be by your side."

"it is good."

Chang Ming touched his face, his eyes were soft and unbelievable.

What Zhou Wu saw when he came over was this scene. For a while, he subconsciously didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him. He felt moved and at the same time felt weird. The atmosphere between the two brothers seemed to be somewhat awkward.

Zhou Xi, who was following up, didn't know, and yelled at Big Brother Shen and walked over.

Shen Zhuo wiped away his tears calmly, and greeted him with a smile. Chang Ming did not leave, but stood there for the first time and looked at the two brothers and sisters.

Zhou Xi was flattered and stuttered when he spoke, and finally Zhou Wu explained the reason for his visit.

"Isn't it snowing now? My mother was worried that you two didn't have any firewood, so she asked us to send you some firewood to keep warm."

"Thanks."

Seeing that they had sent them all the way, Shen Zhuo couldn't refuse, so he turned around and took the remaining half piece of cloth and gave it to the two of them.

Zhou Wu didn't understand this, but Zhou Xi saw the rarity of the fabric at a glance, and kept waving his hands to say no.

"A little firewood, worthless..."

"Thanks to many times of taking care of me, my brothers and I only have this little thing in return. If you don't accept it, I won't dare to be taken care of by you next time."

After he said this, the two of them couldn't refuse anymore, Zhou Xi thanked them with blushing cheeks, and said that he would make two pairs of gloves for them.

Shen Zhuo hastily refused. To be honest, they didn't even need firewood. After all, they didn't feel it when they lived on the top of Santu Peak.

Zhou Xi didn't say anything else, and turned to another matter, "A lot of people asked me about you two during the banquet yesterday."

"But I didn't say anything!" Zhou Wu said hastily.

"Thank you."

What Shen Zhuo said to the public was that he was waiting for his younger brother to recover before going on the road. Zhou's family also believed it. They have treated Chang Ming as a patient for the past few months and obeyed Shen Zhuo's order not to disclose it to outsiders. The Zhou brothers and sisters are really grateful for helping him hide it.

The brother and sister left without saying anything more. Shen Zhuo looked at the flint in his hand and smiled, but when he looked up, he found that his boyfriend's expression was a little strange.

As for how he saw the emotional ups and downs from the other party's exactly the same indifferent expression, Shen Zhuo already had experience.

"what happened?"

Chang Ming looked at him, but didn't answer, but looked at the bowl of porridge on the table.

Shen Zhuo thought that he was unhappy because he ignored the results of his first cooking, so he immediately picked up the porridge and drank it.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

While boasting and drinking, Shen Zhuo grinned as he watched his boyfriend's face soften.

As the snow fell more and more heavily, Shen Zhuo went to the kitchen with the pile of firewood and made two plates of dumplings.

Over there, Chang Ming had already moved the small wooden table to the corridor, and put the futons. Shen Zhuo brought a plate of dumplings and two plates of vinegar, and passed the chopsticks to the opposite side.

"Appreciate the snow and eat dumplings. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"..."

Shen Zhuo picked up the dumpling and dipped it in vinegar, brought it to Chang Ming's mouth, Chang Ming opened his mouth to eat it, and said, "It's delicious."

Shen Zhuo was very satisfied with the results of his teaching, so he ate one himself, looked at the snow falling outside and said, "I live in a southern city, where it rarely snows in winter, so every time I see snow We are all happy, but every time there is no one else around.”

"Your people."

"Clan people? You mean family members."

Shen Zhuo smiled and bowed his head, "I only have one mother, but they don't live together, and the others are not close to each other. Since I was very young, I lived alone. I still felt lonely at first, but then I got used to it. What about you?"

Chang Ming looked at him.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Do you feel lonely when you are alone in the Nine Layers Palace?"

There was silence for a while, and there was only the rustling of snowflakes falling in the sky and the earth, falling on the silver-white ground, soundlessly.

The two sitting opposite each other looked at each other silently. The man in black looked indifferently at the person who was looking at him with a smile on the opposite side. After some time, or just a breath, the person just smiled and looked at him. look at yourself.

"Lonely."

He finally opened his mouth and looked into the eyes of the person opposite, "It's like I'm the only one in the world, and I don't know why I live."

Shen Zhuo felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he just looked back with a smile, as if he saw the silver-haired demigod who had been alone for countless years.

"We met, and no one will be alone in the future."