I lost my brother

Sui Jian really had a fever that night, and his whole body became top-heavy, and he even started talking nonsense unconsciously.

Zhu Lin remembered that when he had a fever, Sui Jian tricked him into taking a pill that claimed to be "Qi Ri Duan Chang San".

He found several small medicine bottles from the pocket that Zhou Yuanzheng had prepared for Sui Jian. He didn't know which one was the right one. After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to walk to the bed with the pile of medicines in his hands, and put them on the bed.

He patted Sui Jian's cheek lightly, and called out softly: "Senior brother, wake up, let's see which one is the medicine for reducing fever."

Zhu Lin's fingertips were icy cold, and they felt comfortable on his face.Sensing that the cool thing was about to leave, Sui Jian subconsciously grabbed his hand and put it on the side of his hot face again, sighing contentedly.

Zhu Lin suddenly felt dry mouth and itchy throat, so he quickly turned his eyes away.

Satisfied and embarrassed, he thought, how could this be good, his senior brother is becoming more and more clingy now.

Anyway, the medicine still needs to be taken.

Zhu Lin poked Sui Jian's cheek with a finger, "Wake up, you will be fine after taking the medicine."

Unexpectedly, Sui Jian let go of his hand when he heard the words, pulled the quilt over his head, and said vaguely: "If you don't eat, it's bitter."

When Sui Jian was a little beggar, he often had to fight with people for food, and there was always no good place on his body. When it was serious, the old beggar would go up the mountain to find some herbs for his wounds. It was effective, but the taste was always very strange. .

Later, when he arrived at Wuwangzong, he started to practice martial arts. He thought that he would never be bullied again, and he would no longer have to drink weird soups.Unexpectedly, every time he was injured after that, he couldn't be compared with the time when he was a little beggar. Every time he hurt the root and the root, the medicine he drank was even more bitter.

Although he has been drinking for many years, he still rejects the medicine from the bottom of his heart.If it was put on when he was awake, or if someone else force-fed him, he would take the medicine, but now he has a fever and refuses to recognize his relatives, subconsciously, he does not want to touch anything related to medicine.

This is very worrying for Zhu Lin, if Sui Jian doesn't want to eat, he can't force him - he can't bear it.

If you don't want to take medicine, you can only think of other ways.

The servants of Xueyu Villa had been ordered by Gong Ming to hide before, fearing that Zhu Lin's madness would harm them, now that the crisis is over, what should they all come out to do?

Zhu Lin sent someone to boil some hot water, soak a handkerchief from head to toe to wipe Sui Jian's body, then fetched a basin of cold water, and put the handkerchief soaked in cold water on his forehead.

Sui Jian didn't have any strength in his body, and he wasn't quite sober. He only knew that he had a severe fever, and he could also feel that someone was taking care of him by the bed.As long as the cold touch on the forehead is slightly warmed by my own body temperature, it will be replaced in time, and I can't be more attentive.

It's Zhu Lin.

The thick quilt was tightly covered to her neck, it was so hot that Sui Jian's forehead was sweating profusely.He unconsciously wanted to struggle, but was pushed into the quilt again, and he could only struggle in vain like a cocoon, but he couldn't get out no matter what.

While the whole body was covered with steaming heat, Sui Jian began to dream incoherently.

Surrounded by a thick ink-like darkness, you can't see your fingers, and there is a vague and warm fluorescent object in front of you, which seems to be a person.Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin, who was wearing the ominous crimson robe, held a long silver sword in his hand, which seemed to be his own Kunpeng sword, but the blade was wrapped in scarlet liquid, so he couldn't confirm it for a while.

A drop of blood dripped down the blade onto the unclear ground, making a "click" sound.

The sound didn't seem to be dripping on the ground, but it seemed to be accidentally dripping on the calm water surface, causing a wave of ripples, and echoing faintly in this dark space.

Suddenly, as if something was awakened by the sound, the space began to distort.

The gray sky radiated dim light, and broken corpses suddenly appeared on the ground, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the corpses were scattered all over the field, and the blood was flowing.

And his Zhu Lin stood alone in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, with red eyes, but a dazed expression on his beautiful face.

Zhu Lin made a sudden movement. He looked left and right, and the silver-white Kunpeng sword fell to the ground with a clang.

He frantically rummaged through the corpses on the ground with his bare hands, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it. He was so anxious that he was crying aggrievedly while searching.

Is this really a dream? Why is it so real?

Sui Jian leaned close to him, trying to hug him from behind, but her trembling fingertips passed directly through his shoulders, so she could only kneel in vain beside Zhu Lin who seemed to have lost everything, watching helplessly. He was devastated.

It hurts so much, but just looking at it like this, my heart hurts so much that I'm about to suffocate.

Zhu Lin gradually stopped his meaningless movements and stood up slowly. His originally tall and straight spine seemed to be overwhelmed and bent under the weight, and he looked slumped and embarrassed.

His eyes were drooping, and his slender eyelashes cast two thick shadows on his eyelids like a small fan. His gaze unconsciously fell on the bright Kunpeng sword at his feet.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to accompany you." He said softly.

The pain of bone erosion and gouging out the heart is nothing more than that.

Sui Jian felt that she could hardly breathe, panting with difficulty, and opened her eyes suddenly.

The crimson sleeves were still in front of him, and he thought he was still dreaming, until his cheek touched something warm and humid.

It is a handkerchief.

Zhu Lin only knew that Sui Jian had a nightmare and struggled dishonestly with his hands and feet. He was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he kept helping him hold the quilt.

Unexpectedly, Sui Jian even shed tears from the corners of her eyes in the end, and she wrung out a handkerchief again and was wiping it for him when Sui Jian suddenly woke up.

It doesn't matter if he wakes up, but he still struggles to sit up with his upper body, and without saying a word, he starts to struggle... to pick off his clothes?

Zhu Lin was taken aback, senior brother, is this a nightmare or a spring|dream?

Sui Jian didn't know what Zhu Lin was thinking, he didn't have a clear mind, but when he opened his eyes and saw Zhu Lin's dazzling crimson clothes, he felt an eyesore, super eyesore!Cut it off!

Zhu Lin's ears turned red spontaneously, thinking that Sui Jian was still running a fever, so he quickly grabbed his hands, and refused very carelessly: "Senior brother, don't do this, wait until you recover. no?"

Sui Jian couldn't listen to his words at all, even though her hands and feet were limp, she persistently pulled out her hands, determined to take off Zhu Lin's clothes, as if she had some deep hatred.

Zhu Lin's clothes were almost torn by him, and he really didn't want to be a beast, so he had no choice but to harden his heart, reluctantly rejecting his senior brother who took the initiative once every ten thousand years, and hurriedly took two steps back.

As soon as he retreated, Sui Jian almost fell to the ground, Zhu Lin had no choice but to step forward to support him with a headache, and said helplessly, "What do you want?"

Sui Jian was dizzy, and several red double images appeared in front of her eyes, and said vaguely: "Take off...Take off!"

"Okay, I'll take it off by myself, and you lie down quickly."

"No, I'll watch you take off!"

Zhu Lin gasped, his face blushed, and he untied his belt tremblingly like a little daughter-in-law molested by a bully.

Sui Jian seemed to think that he was taking off too slowly, her brows were furrowed, and she was going to get down to help him take off the quilt with one hand.

Zhu Lin collapsed and pushed him back, no more ink stains, quickly took off his clothes, and thought with a determined face, what's the point, let alone clothes, Sui Jian just wanted to go further with him He is also willing to order something.

Seeing that the hated crimson shirt finally disappeared from Zhu Lin's body, Sui Jian shook her head twice, leaned against Zhu Lin's body as if collapsed, closed her eyes, and physically demonstrated what it means to throw it away after use.

Zhu Lin: "..."

He took off all his clothes, is that the end?

After such a fuss, Sui Jian's clothes were soaked, Zhu Lin worked hard to change a new set of underwear for him, and sent his servants to change all the bedding again, then hugged Sui Jian, and fell down tiredly. on the bed.

Zhu Lin pulled Sui Jian into his arms, and said angrily, "Senior brother, you are so dishonest."

He bit the corner of Sui Jian's lips bitterly, still not relieved, "No, I can't just let you off like this."

Sui Jian felt the other heart beating powerfully, she clenched the skirt of the other's clothes contentedly, and vaguely thought, alive, still alive.The corner of the mouth that was bitten by someone unconsciously revealed a smile.

The next day.

Sui Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

His fever has almost healed after a night of sweating, but he is a little confused about the situation in front of him.

He was almost horrified to find that he and Zhu Lin were covered with a quilt, and under the quilt, they seemed to be...undressed.

What's the situation?

He was resting on each other's arms, and their legs were also pressed together. With a slight movement of him, Zhu Lin woke up.

Zhu Lin's eyebrows moved slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his lips were red and swollen, as if he had been bitten hard.His originally sharp phoenix eyes seemed to be full of spring water at this moment, looking at Sui Jian with tears in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I'm in so much pain."

Sui Jian: "..."

His brain twitched, and he asked, "It hurts... where does it hurt?"

Zhu Lin clenched his lower lip, didn't say a word, just looked at him shyly and timidly.

Sui Jian had never seen him like this before, and his mind, which was still a little confused, was instantly cleared up. He couldn't help thinking, could it be possible that he was burnt like that yesterday, and he could get up like a beast?

Seeing his disbelief, Zhu Lin stretched out one hand under the quilt and pinched himself fiercely, forced out two crocodile tears, and tremblingly said: "I don't blame you for not wanting to be responsible, I don't blame you for letting me It's voluntary."

Sui Jian: "..."

Zhu Lin continued to be wronged and said: "Brother, you don't have to bear any burdens. Anyway, I am also a member of the Demon Cult who has no shame." His back was still shaking slightly.

Sui Jian: "..."

Sui Jian subconsciously stretched out her hand to comfort her, but when she was about to touch Zhu Lin's naked back, she flinched back.

Immediately he began to spurn his retreat again, what a beast, a man, why dare to do it but not to be it.

He said solemnly to Zhu Lin who had "suffered a great humiliation" like a strong man: "Don't worry, brother will take responsibility for you."

Zhu Lin turned his back to Sui Jian, in order not to let himself laugh out loud, he bit the corner of the quilt tightly in his mouth, and it was really hard to endure.

He suppressed his smile, and said to Sui Jian who had already fallen into the trap: "Oh? How do you want to be responsible, brother?"

Zhu Lin's voice was very strange, as if he was suppressing sobbing, Sui Jian's heart ached instantly, and he softly compromised: "You can do whatever you want."

Zhu Lin finally achieved his goal, and turned around to face Sui Jian again with a smile on his face, the corners of his eyes and brows were tinged with joy, "You said that."

Sui Jian was startled, and finally realized that she had been deceived, "You!"

Zhu Lin couldn't wait to interrupt him, grabbed the quilt, and shrouded the two of them in darkness again.

He leaned close to Sui Jian's ear and murmured in a deep voice: "Senior brother, I'm here to ask you to take responsibility."

The housekeeper of Xueyu Villa led a few servants to the door of the room with a bunch of toiletries. Hearing the vague and ambiguous noises inside, he dared not go in for a long time.

The servants looked at each other for a moment, then asked the butler at a loss, "What do we do now?"

The butler is someone who has seen strong winds and waves. He stood aside with his hands down, and the old god said: "Wait."

Everyone had to wait at the door in unison. Some were carrying hot water. The hot water was frozen into ice water and then replaced with hot water. There were still rustling noises in the room after going back and forth several times. Later, one of them could even be faintly heard. Begging for mercy in a low voice.

"The young man is really strong, and it's not over yet." The servants said.

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Extra: A former disciple of a famous Jianghu family finally confessed himself because of a nightmare!

Is it the loss of morality, or the distortion of human nature!

Anyway, all the members of the Candle Dragon Sect sent a congratulatory message! ! !