Started as a thatched house and ended up as a female figure

It was three quarters past midnight and the evening in Liangzhou at the end of July was already chilly.

In front of the carved wooden door, Cheng Wan raised his hand and knocked.

"Enter."

Cheng Wan was silent for a moment, then pushed open the wooden door in front of him. The door hinge made a very slight creaking sound.

The candlelight flickered in the room. Gu Yan was leaning on the couch, his knees covered with a moon-white quilt, and a book was pinched between his fingertips.

Cheng Wan's gaze shifted to the medicine bowl on the desk.

The medicine inside was gone, but there was still a faint bitter smell in the air.

"You didn't even ask who it was, and just let him in."

Gu Yan put the book in his hand aside and sat up. He had been staring at Cheng Wan since she came in. "The one who came to see me at this time is either Shao Qing or you."

Cheng Wan raised his eyebrows and nodded in appreciation: "General Gu is smart."

The intelligent General Gu raised the corners of his mouth even higher, a smile spread from his eyes, and even his eyebrows were filled with tenderness.

"Why are you here at this time?" Gu Yan's eyes fell on the food box in Cheng Wan's hand: "I ate a lot for dinner."

Gu Yan didn't lie, tonight's reunion dinner was the largest meal he had eaten in a while.

It’s not that the food cooked by the chef in the Cheng Mansion is so delicious.

But Gu Yan was in a good mood, and he didn't want to make Cheng Wan and the others worry, so he ate more.

"I asked the kitchen to prepare a new longan and red date soup."

Cheng Wan took out a celadon bowl from the food box. Hot steam mixed with the sweet fragrance of longan spread out, making Gu Yan's pale face look more lively.

Gu Yan took the celadon bowl that Cheng Guowan handed over, but did not drink from it. Instead, he pretended to put the celadon bowl aside: "I'll drink it later."

"Drink now." Cheng Wan "ordered" Gu Yan.

Gu Yan was slightly stunned and opened his mouth to explain that he couldn't drink anymore.

"I want to kiss you." Cheng Wan approached Gu Yan, his eyes filled with predatory desire: "Drink the longan and red dates soup now, I want to kiss you."

Gu Yan's hands were shaking as he held the celadon bowl. His blood was boiling and his pale face instantly flushed. Under the candlelight, it looked like jade stained with rouge.

It was just that the scar on Gu Yanyou's face made the jade flawed.

"Drink." Cheng Wan and Gu Yan were already standing toe to toe, and he whispered the "command" again.

Gu Yan looked up at Cheng Wan, his eyes dark and filled with desire that seemed to burn everything.

The edge of the bowl hit the table with a crisp "ding" sound. Cheng Wan, who had been holding back for a long time, immediately rushed forward and trapped Gu Yan between himself and the soft couch with his warm breath.

Gu Yan raised his face in a sacrificial gesture, and was supported by Cheng Wan's neck obediently and devoutly.

Cheng Wan kissed Gu Yan's lips lightly, and the moment their lips touched, both of them trembled all over.

“I’ll kiss you for a long time.

Does this posture hurt?"

Cheng Wan's forehead rested against Gu Yan's forehead, his lips slightly left Gu Yan's lips, and his voice was soft.

Gu Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and the breath he exhaled was hot and scorching: "It doesn't hurt... um..."

The candlelight in the house flickered, casting the overlapping shadows of the two people on the carved window lattice, making their shadows hazy.

The sweet aroma of longan and red dates soup lingered at the tip of his nose, mixed with the warm breath of Cheng Wan. Gu Yan felt as if he was drowning in a honey pot and wanted to stay like this forever.

It was unknown how long it had been before Cheng Wan reluctantly let go of Gu Yan.

When Gu Yan realized that Cheng Wan wanted to end the kiss, he instinctively chased Cheng Wan with his lips.

He didn't want it to end.

"good."

Cheng Wan coaxed Gu Yan.

Gu Yan was unwilling but obediently pressed under Cheng Wan, his chest heaving violently, his fingers clenched Cheng Wan's collar, his knuckles turned white, but he was reluctant to let go.

Cheng Wan gently traced Gu Yan's facial features with his fingers, and finally Cheng Wan's fingertips fell on Gu Yan's lips.

The lips were red and swollen, glistening with water.

Cheng Wan's eyes flashed with joy.

It's all her fault that this man is like this.

Cheng Wan smiled and kissed Gu Yan on the forehead, then tried to get up.

"Are you leaving?" Gu Yan grabbed Cheng Wan's collar, not wanting to let go.

"Give me some space."

Ok?

Gu Yan reacted and quickly let go of Cheng Wan and moved his body inside.

Cheng Wan leaned on the soft couch beside Gu Yan. As soon as he lay down, Gu Yan immediately grabbed Cheng Wan's hand.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying the quiet and satisfaction of the moment.

"Awan."

"Ok?"

Gu Yan's eyelashes trembled, and his voice was hoarse: "That day in Huai'an, I dreamed that you were hit by a falling rock, and your clothes were soaked with blood..."

Cheng Wan closed his eyes and said lazily, "Dreams are all fake."

"Really?" Gu Yan's throat tightened: "But Sui Sui told me."

Cheng Wan opened his eyes.

"Ah Wan, are you healed?"

Cheng Wan held Gu Yan's hand with his backhand, and said in a gentle voice: "It has been clear for a long time."

Then, Cheng Wan pressed Gu Yan's hand to his chest: "Listen, it's beating very steadily."

Gu Yan's fingertips suddenly tightened at Cheng Wan's heart, and his fingertips could clearly feel the rhythm of Cheng Wan's heartbeat.

Steady and powerful, like a thawing stream in early spring, washing away the bloodstains in his dreams.

But the words that Gu Yu said were still lingering in Gu Yan's ears.

That was the nightmare that he couldn't get rid of during this period.

The candle flame crackled and cast the shadows of the two people on the window covered with mica paper.

"Awan..." A low call rolled out from Gu Yan's throat, but the ending was torn apart by the crackling sound of the candle flame.

Cheng Wan turned his head and saw that Gu Yan's eyelashes cast tiny shadows under his eyes, like a butterfly flapping its wings about to fall.

"Gu Yan." Cheng Wan stood up and stretched out her hand to pinch Gu Yan's face, forcing Gu Yan to look at her: "That's all in the past. Now you are here, and I am here too."

Gu Yan's eyes were red and wet, and he just looked at Cheng Wan quietly, with overwhelming fear in his eyes.

Cheng Wan suddenly leaned over and bit Gu Yan's lower lip, like holding a plum covered with dew: "Today I will kiss you until you forget those nightmares."

This kiss was more passionate than before, with a desperate ruthlessness.

......

"It's midnight." Cheng Wan said softly, his fingertips stroking the sweat-soaked hair on the back of Gu Yan's neck.

Gu Yan buried his face in Cheng Wan's neck, like a naughty child: "I'm not leaving."

Gu Yan's voice was muffled and nasal: "I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll turn into the bloody man in my dream again."

Cheng Wan suddenly laughed out loud: "Then don't leave."

As he spoke, Cheng Wan reached out and pulled the moon-white quilt on the couch over to cover their stomachs.

Gu Yan felt the warmth of Cheng Wan beside him, listened to Cheng Wan's breathing, and tasted a more real and beautiful feeling of being alive.

"Ah Wan." Gu Yan's voice was trembling without him even noticing, "Don't get hurt again, I'm scared."

Cheng Wan put his face against Gu Yan's shoulder, smelling the scent of medicine mixed with Gu Yan's scent, and suddenly felt his eyes sore.

"I try my best."

Cheng Wan did not say that she would never get hurt again. She could not make such a promise, nor did she have the confidence to make such a promise.

She can only work harder and become stronger.

Protect yourself and those around you.

so......

Cheng Wan raised his head and looked at Gu Yan's profile.

This was the top scholar of that year!

"Ayan, starting from tomorrow, help me prepare for the exam."

Gu Yan's Adam's apple rolled: "Okay."

That was also the biggest reason why he was in a hurry to come back.

On this thorny road, he longed to cut away some thorns for her.