[Peaceful Fantasy] The summer solstice has not yet come

ひとつめの言叶は梦 The first word is a dream

sleep りの中から

Chest の の の Darkness

そっと连れ出すのTake away quietly

Konoe and Kamo slept together for the first time around the winter solstice.

That day, heavy snow wrapped the entire Heian-kyo.Before noon, Konoe dragged Kamoo to wander the streets, and took him to see the bustling market; in the afternoon, because of his identity as the envoy of Jianfei, Konoe and Kamo jumped to the top of the city together, and took him to an excellent position on a high place. Enjoy the snow.At night, when the two played against each other in He Mao's house, Fang Jue felt tired from the daytime gradually.The goose feathers outside the window are flying in the night, and the tiredness hits the defenseless.

When Guang woke up, he felt a cold breath around him.He just noticed that he was already resting on the couch, and he was still breathing evenly by his side.Accompanied by the moonlight, he clearly saw He Mao lying on his side less than three inches in front of him.

The ink hair is finely shattered, and the face is bright and clean.The eyes are closed, and they are usually alienated.The elegant and unparalleled eyebrows and eyes revealed a quiet and satisfied expression at this moment.Guang couldn't help realizing that what was in front of him at this moment was not an onmyoji feared by demons and ghosts, but a frail young man with a weak crown.

At this time, Guang felt a little bit of coolness again.It was also at this moment that he finally understood that this lingering cold came from He Maoming who was at the side.

He Mao's physique is different from others, Konoe knows it.

"He Mao...I always feel that he seems to be particularly afraid of the cold after winter, but I didn't expect that the practice of Yin-Yang Dao would make him feel cold..." Konoe thought about it.

"He Mao...has he been forcing himself to sleep in the cold all the time since winter?"

"Yeah, He Mao has always been alone, always alone..."

Another voice in my heart said.

The night was gentle.Jin Wei stopped talking in his heart.Seeing He Mao's peaceful sleeping face at this moment, Jin Wei felt an indescribable pain in his heart.In the bright eyes like autumn water, there can't help revealing a touch of sadness, and a pity that I don't know yet.

Outside the window, the snow that had stopped began to fall again, with fluttering goose feathers.The temperature inside the house dropped a few more points.He Mao seemed to be more and more aware of the warmth of the guard, and nudged slightly towards the guard.A strand of black hair gently scratched Jinwei's chin.

Konoe didn't have time to think.Stretching out his arms, gently encircling He Mao's shoulders, he just made this fragrant and cold body move closer to his side.Also in an instant, more cold air hit the person in his arms.Suddenly withstood by the cold, Guang couldn't help showing a helpless smile——He Mao and Han Liang seem to be inseparable from birth.

If only I could dispel the chill for you... Guang thought in a daze.Accompanied by Ka Mo's coldness, Konoe gradually fell asleep again drowsily.

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The author has something to say: Everyone has reflected that the Mingguang Party cannot eat this food, so I tagged Konoe Kamo (I have never seen such a chaotic author (lay flat))

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