Rebirth Night Expedition Far River

Going north, the weather is colder than the south.

But along the way, you can still see a little bit of greenery, the air is humid, and taking a breath, I just feel refreshed.

Wen Jiang was held in his arms and rode the same horse with Xie Zheng. Xie Zheng covered him with a cloak and tightened it tightly, and asked, "Is it cold?" Live to drill into the neck.

"It's not cold." Wen Jiang blushed, but still leaned on the chest of the person behind him and said, "Brother Xie, where are we going?"

Five days ago, they left Los Angeles and walked north to where Shen Bai took office. Not long after leaving Los Angeles, Xie Zheng suddenly asked him if he wanted to go ahead with him, and let Shen Song and Xiao Shan guard behind him Walk.

In fact, Wen Jiang had wanted to propose this for a long time, but he was always embarrassed to bring it up. Perhaps his thoughts and thoughts were written on his face, and Xie Zheng saw it, so he took the initiative to speak.

Wen Jiang immediately agreed, regardless of Shen Song's pouting and anger, coaxed him a few words, promised to make him a lot of uneaten snacks when he got there, and then separated from them, and the two went on the road alone.

"Xiaoshan and the others are taking the main road, let's take a detour and meet them in Huai'an." Xie Zheng bowed his head.

Wen Jiang hummed, Xie Zheng's scorching breath brushed against his ears, his skin became hot, so he had to pretend to look around, and suddenly pointed out: "Brother Xie, look, there seems to be people smoking over there."

They walked for a long time without seeing a single family. Wen Jiang was thinking about where to rest. With his body, he couldn't help riding on a horse for a long time. As he spoke, he couldn't help moving his butt secretly.

Xie Zhengjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xiaoqi, you, don't move."

"Ah? Ah, oh, me, that, I'm not moving." Wen Jiang understood what Xie Zheng meant in an instant, and immediately blushed to the base of his neck, so ashamed that he wished to tuck his head into his clothes and never come out again.

Xie Zheng was also a little embarrassed. Although he was not keen on this aspect before, he was a vigorous man after all, and he should know a lot. Later, when he met Wen Jiang, he never knew when he became interested in this young man. As the goodwill accumulated day by day, little by little, when the two were together, they would occasionally get closer, and couldn't help stirring up some thoughts.

But he was always concerned that Wen Jiang was still young, although he appeared to be much more mature than his real age.

"Let's go and have a look." Seeing that Wen Jiang's head was about to shrink, Xie Zheng hurriedly said, "See if there is anyone who can borrow a night, just to rest, how about it?"

Wen Jiang's muffled voice came from under the cloak: "Well, thank you, brother."

Xie Zheng looked at the top of his head, Wen Jiang has soft hair, people say that people with soft hair have a good temper, Xiao Qi is kind, easy to get close to, and occasionally a little sensitive, but at the same time he is also very open-minded, calm and steady.

"Brother Xie?" Seeing that Xie Zheng didn't respond for a long time, Wen Jiang looked up suspiciously, and fell into the deep vortex defenselessly, and then the vortex kept spinning, spinning, getting closer, getting closer , until it touches the warm lips.

"Thank you, brother thank you...uh..."

It was as if the surrounding air had froze, and the sound of the heart beating crazily filled the eardrums.

The whole person was imprisoned in Xie Zheng's steadily dispersed breath, and fell into a grotesque trance, feeling completely unable to breathe, and dizzy for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, he was let go. The slightly panting young man had reddish cheeks, watery eyes, and a strand of silver on his lips. Xie Zheng's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but look down again. body, and kissed him hard.

God, Wen Jiang felt like he was going to faint.

When the two came to this village with only a few families, Wen Jiang was still in a trance.

Xie Zheng replied to the words of the old man who opened the door for them: "My brother passed here with my younger brother. Seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to find a place to stay for the night. I hope I will forgive you for disturbing my husband."

The old man seemed to be living alone. Although the house was barren, it was very clean, and he was very kind-hearted: "Hehe, my little old man is the only one in the house, and there is a place. I'm afraid you two will find this place ugly." He looked at it. Looking at the handsome young man standing behind Xie Zheng, these two people were dressed in extraordinary clothes, and it was obvious that they were from ordinary families.

Xie Zheng hurriedly said: "Our brother disturbed you first, as long as you don't dislike us for causing trouble to you, how dare we dislike it."

The old man smiled and said: "This is what I said, don't bother, don't bother, you two must be scholars at first glance, you are too polite."

Xie Zheng smiled and did not refute.

The old man brought the two of them into the house. There were two rooms in the house. Although the other room had not been lived in for a long time, it could be seen that the old man cleaned it often and kept it very clean.

The old man took out another quilt and said, "Tonight, you two will make it together."

Xie Zheng hurriedly expressed his thanks.

After the old man left, he turned around and rubbed Wen Jiang's hair: "Still in a daze?"

Wen Jiang moved to the side uncomfortably, looked around and said: "The house is so clean, but the quilt that the old man brought out seems like it hasn't been used for a long time, so strange."

"It's not too strange." Xie Zheng said: "Maybe it's just that they are not around, but the old man always thinks about the other party in his heart, hoping that they can have a clean house to live in when they come back."

"It sounds like I feel sore in my heart." Wen Jiang sighed: "The thread in the hands of the loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body. Before leaving, the seams are tightly packed, and the meaning may return later. Whoever says an inch of grass will be rewarded with three springs."

"It's a pity that the son wants to support but the relatives don't want to wait." Xie Zheng said in a sad tone.

Wen Jiang remembered that Xie Zheng's parents were gone, and himself, the parents over there would never see each other again in this life, and this side had long been lost, so he was very sad for a while, only felt a dull pain in his heart, and was embraced in the next moment. A warm and thick embrace.

With the top of Xie Zheng's chin on his head, Wen Jiang rubbed it carefully, and said in a nasal voice: "Brother Xie, you will always be by my side, right?"

"Well, I will always be with you." Xie Zheng kissed his hair and said softly.

It's just that at night, for some reason, Wen Jiang suddenly developed a fever, his whole body was scorching hot, and he felt weak all over.

"Thank you, Brother Xie, cough, cough." He was lying on the bed, and Xie Zheng's heart ached for a while when he was weak and weak.

"What?" Xie Zheng touched his forehead, it was still very hot: "It's all my fault, I guess it was because I was blown by the wind on the road during the day, and I brought up those topics again, and I felt depressed, which made me feel hot. I don't feel comfortable. There is no way to take you to the town now, if you catch cold along the way, it will be even worse."

Wen Jiang shook his head, only feeling dizzy for a while, and it took him a long time to recover: "No, it's okay, I'll cover my sweat and it will be fine."

"You two, I borrowed two quilts next door, you can cover this little brother again, alas, I don't have anything at home, I'm sorry."

The old man of the house owner said worriedly: "There is no doctor in the village. It's so late, I'm afraid it's too late to go to the town."

Xie Zheng said: "My old man can help take care of my younger brother. I know some herbs. I should be able to find some needed ones in the forest during the day. I want to go and have a look. My younger brother is here—"

"That's a good thing, then go quickly, your brother is here to take care of me, he should be fine for a while." The old man hurriedly said.

"It's so hard." Xie Zheng lowered his head and tucked Wen Jiang's quilt: "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"It's so late, brother Xie, you, be careful yourself." Although Xie Zheng knew kung fu, Wen Jiang still instructed.

Xie Zheng said 'En': "I'm at ease if you take good care of me."

After all, I asked my husband for a torch and went out.

Wen Jiang stared at the back of him leaving, his vision gradually blurred, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone talking in his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly. He could only vaguely hear a young man. He thought it was Xie Zheng, and he struggled to speak, but he couldn't make it.

"Why did you come back at this time, it's so dark outside, it's not safe."

"It's okay uncle, I'm used to walking, so I'm not afraid." The young man smiled, and took another look into the room: "Why is there someone at home?"

"It was two brothers who were passing by. They said they were staying overnight. I didn't look like a bad person, so I let them in. However, the younger one suddenly had a fever that night, and his elder brother went out to find herbs for him."

"Uncle, you should be more cautious next time. Recently, I feel that someone is checking me again."

"Ah! Then you, how are you? Are you safe? Let me tell you, you might as well come back. Although life in the village is poor, as long as the people are good, you don't ask for anything else."

"It's okay, he can't find out anything, even if he finds out, I think, with him as a person, I'm not afraid of what he will do to me." Find me alone, don't worry."

"What are you talking about! All these years, we have regarded you as our own family, so why not just watch you have an accident by yourself?!" The old man was a little angry.

The young man hurriedly comforted him: "Oh, it's my fault, my fault, don't be angry, uncle, I can't speak, I'll hit myself twice hehe."

"You boy! Forget it, you can go to Aunt Liu's house next door to rest for a night, go quickly, and the man will come back later." The old man urged.

"I know, I know, if you have something to do, you can yell, Uncle, by the way, do you still have enough money at home?"

"Enough is enough, we all have hands and feet, we can grow anything we want and we won't starve to death, you work so hard outside, and you have some for yourself, you, you are also at the age of marriage, don't always worry about us , Alas, we are the ones who dragged you down."

"Uncle, why do you say that, I'm angry too!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk, don't talk, that's enough, you go over quickly, I'll go and see how the child is doing." The old man said, and went into the back room.

In a daze, Wen Jiang felt a pair of generous and warm hands on his cheeks, moaned, and couldn't help rubbing his head: "Brother Xie." He called in a low voice.

"Well, I'm here." The one who responded was Xie Zheng who had just returned from picking the medicine. He brought in the decocted medicine and said softly: "Xiao Qi, drink this bowl of medicine first when you get up."

Wen Jiang opened his eyes slightly, looked at the person in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's you, Brother Xie."

"En?" Xie Zhengzheng helped him up and let him lean in his arms, he was stunned and said with a smile: "It's me."

"Oh." Wen Jiang wanted to say that he seemed to feel that there were other people in the room just now, but when he thought that maybe he had a fever, he took Xie Zheng's hand and drank the medicine in the bowl one by one. Frowning: "It's so bitter."

"The good medicine tastes bitter, it's all right, just sleep a little longer and cover your sweat."

Xie Zheng put him flat, comforted him with a smile, and saw him sleep with his eyes closed, then turned and left the room.

When he walked to the kitchen, the old man greeted him: "Have you drank?"

"Well, I fell asleep again." Xie Zheng stared at the old man and said lightly: "I really trouble you to get old tonight."

"No trouble, no trouble, I didn't do anything." The old man waved his hands again and again. "Let me wash the bowl." After finishing speaking, Xie Zheng took the bowl and walked back without waiting for Xie Zheng to refuse.

Just now when Xie Zheng came back from picking the medicinal herbs, when decocting the medicine, he gave the old man some money and asked him to go to the next door to buy some eggs. When Wen Jiang woke up and was hungry, he would cook them for him. Although the old man kept refusing, Xie Zheng still let him accept it up.

When the old man went to wash the dishes, Xie Zheng went back to the house, sat down beside Wen Jiang's bed, lowered his head and touched Wen Jiang's forehead, it seemed that it was not as hot as before.

The moonlight shone into the room from the window, Xie Zheng's face sank like water, as if he was thinking about something.