I cross the cold pond

In summer, cicadas sing faintly on the Hopeless Mountain.

Since Xu Ziru confessed his love to Yan Qinghe, he didn't go to Cangshu Pavilion, and just wandered around every day.

Yan Qinghe stayed in Tianji Gate for a long time, and he sat in his courtyard most of the time, but seeing his spirit getting worse and worse, his whole body revealed a cold and sick air.

Xu Ziru was happy to feast on Qinghe, and wanted to take him to a cold spring he found on Wuwang Mountain to cool off.

When he arrived at the place, Xu Ziru took off his clothes and went into the water to swim. After a few laps, he showed his head in the water: "Brother, come down."

Yan Qinghe was sitting on a rock by the bank, with his chin resting on his hands, staring at Xu Ziru's direction with a calm expression, like a dummy made of jade.

Xu Ziru stood up from the water, his drenched underwear was tightly attached to his body, he stretched out his hand, and bent a few knuckles toward the Yanqing River: "Brother, come here."

Yan Qinghe stared at Xu Ziru, but did not express anything.

Xu Ziru clicked his tongue twice, got into the water and swam towards the Yanqing River.

His mood is as good as the water, and he is flexible in the water like a fish. After a while, he swam from the middle of the water to the front of the Yanqing River.

Yan Qinghe watched him stand up in front of him, his hair sticking together wet.

Xu Ziru reached out and wiped the drops of water all over his face, then brushed his messy hair behind his back. He lay on the stone at the foot of the Yanqing River and asked, "I heard that Linglong will go down the mountain to perform a mission in a few days?"

Yan Qinghe stared at him with a pair of dark eyes: "Yes."

He answered casually.

Xu Ziru combed the hair sticking to his forehead to the back of his head with his fingers, and asked, "What task is she going down the mountain?"

Yan Qinghe replied: "It's not an important matter."

Xu Ziru raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Qinghe who was sitting: "So there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

Yan Qinghe didn't respond but suddenly bent down, stretched out a cold finger and raised Xu Ziru's chin, then lowered his head and kissed Xu Ziru's lips directly.

"..." Xu Ziru was stunned.

He let Yan Qinghe's cold lips stick to his lips, and after a while, he raised his hand and grabbed Yan Qinghe's arm, and with his hand, he pulled Yan Qinghe from the bank into the water.

After Yan Qinghe entered the water, his brows frowned slightly, and he moved away the lips that covered Xu Ziru's lips.

Xu Ziru suppressed his voice and laughed: "Brother, your fingers are so cold."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to hold the back of Yan Qinghe's head, and pressed his lips against Yan Qinghe's lips. His lips rubbed against Yan Qinghe's lips for a moment, and after slightly opening his lips, he gently bit Yan with his teeth. Qinghe's lips, and then he stuck out his tongue, and slowly poked it in from Yan Qinghe's lips.

There was buoyancy in the water, the two of them couldn't stand steadily, and the robes on their bodies were also floating on the water.

Xu Ziru directly pressed Yan Qinghe's head and led him into the water.

The spring water in Wuwang Mountain was clear and sweet, and the two hugged and kissed underwater. The summer sun hit the sparkling water, and the two of them underwater were also dimly illuminated, appearing illusory.

Xu Ziru's ability to hold his breath is much better than most people's, but still not as good as Yan Qinghe's. Before he could not catch his breath, he let go of Yan Qinghe and floated into the water.

Because he couldn't breathe and still had the scorching summer breath, he floated up and lay down on the rocks beside the water, gasping for breath with a reddish color.

Banquet floated up right behind him. He was originally neatly dressed, with a cold air on his face, but after coming out of the water, his clothes were messed up, his bun was loose, and his clothes and hair were sticking to his body wetly. His chest rose and fell slightly, and his lips were darker than usual, with a thin layer of water droplets hanging on them.

He walked slowly to Xu Ziru's side in the water as if walking on flat ground. Seeing Xu Ziru lying on the stone panting, he frowned slightly, then lowered his head and kissed the corner of Xu Ziru's lips again.

Xu Ziru raised his eyes to look at him, he reached out and wiped the water droplets on his face, then grabbed his wet hair, and teased: "Brother, are you happy?"

Yan Qinghe walked out of the water, and the moment he stepped on the shore, his clothes were completely dry. He turned around and sat back on the rock where he was sitting before, looked at Xu Ziru and nodded, very frankly: "Of course I am happy."

Xu Ziru also smiled happily at him.

After laughing, he turned around and dived back into the water. He entered the water like a fish, and he moved through the water neatly.

He thought as he wiggled his feet—well, just be happy.

I make you happy, then you have to quickly get rid of the monster like a necrosis and return to reality.

When the little senior sister Linglong went down the mountain, Xu Ziru went to the gate of Tianjimen to see her off.

The little senior sister carried a long sword behind her back, her figure was tall and straight, and her expression on her face was very serious and dignified.

Xu Ziru leaned against the white jade pillar that could not be seen to the top like a boneless one. He squinted his eyes and was delighted to see the young senior sister's appearance. The young senior sister accidentally met his eyes, and the solemn expression on her face paused, somewhat dissatisfied. Get comfortable.

Xu Ziru leaned on the stone pillar, deliberately exaggeratedly covering his stomach, and laughed silently. His movements were too large, and even attracted the attention of several others, but he didn't care, and stuck out his tongue in Linglong's direction.

Linglong immediately wrinkled her face and stuck out her tongue at him, then quickly looked around, fearing that her indecent behavior would be seen by the people around her.

Xu Ziru smiled and rolled his eyes, he opened his mouth in the air and wanted to tell the little senior sister silently, but a slender hand suddenly covered his eyes, and Yan Qinghe's voice came from behind him: "You have been staring at others like that, I would be unhappy."

If someone else had to say this, no matter what, someone would have to say "unreasonable trouble". If Yan Qinghe said it in a normal tone, normal mood, and calmly, people would not be able to feel the "" in this sentence. Unreasonable trouble" meaning.

Xu Ziru accepted it well, and almost coaxed him out with a smile in the next moment: "Senior brother, don't worry.

My favorite person must be you. "

Yan Qinghe still didn't withdraw his hand: "Really?"

Xu Ziru opened his mouth and said, "Of course, I will go down the mountain with you in the future to enjoy the spring blossoms and autumn fruits, and grow old together. Of course I love you the most."

Yan Qinghe put down the palm that was covering Xu Ziru's eyes, and Xu Ziru raised his eyes to look. The disciples of the little senior sister had already gone up the road down the mountain, and they were nowhere to be seen.

Yan Qinghe stood behind him and asked calmly: "Then when will you invite me down the mountain together?"

"..." Xu Ziru paused, he turned back to look at Yan Qinghe, blinked his eyes and asked with a smile, "Brother, will you be happy to leave with me?"

Yan Qinghe nodded: "Of course."

Xu Ziru stretched out his hand to grab Yan Qinghe's fingers, he squeezed Yan Qinghe's always cold fingers, and stroked the thin calluses at the mouth of Yan Qinghe's tiger with his fingers: "Then senior brother, have you thought about where the two of us will take root in the future? "

Yan Qinghe was not picky at all: "Anywhere."

Xu Ziru couldn't help laughing: "Then we live in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, live in a fishing village in summer, go to the fields to cut rice fields for others in autumn, and go to the desert to watch the heavy snow in winter."

Yan Qinghe said: "Yes."

Xu Ziru squeezed his fingers, looked at him and smiled: "Then I have to go to Qing Niang to learn how to make wine. After I learn how to make wine, I will take my brother down the mountain immediately, okay?"

Xu Ziru learned how to make wine, and he learned it all summer, autumn, and winter, and it was the spring of the second year.

Xu Ziru was a little bit tangled, he was a little worried that what happened in the past would repeat itself, he thought that when the time was almost up, he went back to Heshan Village to find He Zhen, take it or trick him, get the Nuwa stone, and then bring it back to Tianji Gate , Let Yan Qinghe, who can feel happy, leave the dreamland.

Now that Yan Qinghe himself said that he wanted to leave with him, he had no choice but to rely on what made him happy.

In the spring of the next year, Xu Ziru brought a pot of peach blossom wine and poured it to Yan Qinghe. Yan Qinghe didn't drink alcohol on weekdays, but he drank all the wine he poured, but he didn't seem to be drunk. He drank the whole pot Also very sober.

Xu Ziru smiled and asked: "Brother, how is it? How is the brewed wine? After you and I leave the mountain together, can I support you with this skill?"

Yan Qinghe's cheeks had a very faint rosy glow, and he stared at Xu Ziru with deep well-like eyes for a long time, then he raised his hand and beckoned: "Come."

Xu Ziru stood there and looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Qinghe frowned, and said with a hint of impatience in his tone, "Come here."

Xu Ziru then walked over: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qinghe interrupted him: "Kiss me."

His eyes looked at Xu Zizi like a hook, and his voice also hooked out like a hook.

Xu Ziru was a little stunned, he looked down at the last drop of wine in his hand for a while, and laughed: "Brother, are you drunk?"

Yan Qinghe reached out and grabbed Xu Ziru's collar directly, he pulled Xu Ziru down, raised his head and kissed him, the smell of alcohol in his mouth was so strong that Xu Ziru sniffed.

Xu Ziru stretched out his hand and patted Yan Qinghe's back, and he couldn't control the helplessness in his voice: "Brother, you're drunk."

Yan Qinghe kissed Xu Ziru's lips for a long time, and after he withdrew, his face was flushed and his lips were also very red.

After a while he stretched out his thumb and wiped his lips twice, then raised his hand and stretched out his thumb to wipe Xia Xu Zizi's lips.

"Well, drunk."

He spoke without haste.

Now that he decided to leave Tianji Gate, Xu Ziru began to greet people he knew well.

He squatted in the kitchen and ate roast goose, his mouth was full of oil, and he said to Qingniang vaguely: "Aunt Qing, I will go down the mountain in a few days."

Qing Niang rolled her eyes at him: "I don't work hard, I don't know the five grains, I'm lazy, what can you do when you go down the mountain?"

Xu Ziru broke off a goose leg and muttered while eating: "Didn't I learn wine making from you, and I will open a well-known winery in the future."

Qing Niang laughed: "No one can drink the wine you brew except your elder brother."

Xu Ziru was so startled that the movement of chewing the roast goose leg slowed down: "No, I think the taste is quite good."

Qing Niang smiled and said nothing.

Xu Ziru finished eating the whole roast goose, and hugged Qingniang with her oily hands: "I'm done eating, I'm leaving."

Qing Niang was made to jump because of the oil in his hands, she hurriedly turned around to see if the clothes behind her were stained with oil, and muttered: "Hurry up, hurry up."

After Xu Ziru said hello to Qingniang, he ran to see Uncle Man who was sweeping the fallen leaves in the front yard. Uncle Man swept the fallen leaves into piles and took a nap under the tree with a straw hat on.

Xu Ziru walked over quietly, and then kicked wildly, breaking up the swept leaves again. He moved too much and woke up Uncle Man who was dozing under the tree. Uncle Man opened his eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of him. , He raised his broom and was about to beat Xu Ziru.

Xu Ziru ran away, saying as he ran, "I'm leaving, Uncle Man, please scan again!"

He ran all the way to Zangshu Pavilion quickly, and walked around in Zangshu Pavilion with his hands behind his back. He didn't see Uncle Liu, so he just thought about it.

Linglong has been busy with things recently, and she has matured a lot. She hasn't been on the mountain these days. The last time we met, Xu Ziru gave her a candy cake, but she refused after hesitating for a while.

Xu Ziru thought, oh, the little girl has grown up, so she stuffed the sugar cake into her mouth.

Xu Ziru just walked around like this, and met everyone who should be seen almost once.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky and went back to sleep, Yan Qinghe who often stayed alone in the bedroom for a whole day was not there. Xu Ziru went out of the courtyard to look at the pond in the garden for a while, and Yan Qinghe was not in the courtyard.

When he returned to the room, he was a little inexplicably irritable for a while, and he felt that this matter was simply his shadow.

I am afraid that Yan Qinghe will tell him in another paper two days later that all the previous things are forgotten, and you and I have to let go.

I don't want to mention the fact that my relationship has been let down, but Xu Ziru is more afraid that my efforts will be in vain.

"I'd be pissed off."

Xu Ziru sat on the chair with a calm expression and thought so.

Xu Ziru waited in the house for about half an hour with a sad face, but Yan Qinghe came back.

Yan Qinghe's face was as pale as snow when he entered the door, with an unstoppable evil spirit all over his body.

Xu Ziru's face darkened in shock from the evil spirit he brought in: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Qinghe walked to Xu Ziru's side unhurriedly, he sat beside Xu Ziru for a moment in silence, and then said: "Let's go."

Xu Ziru looked at him: "What's wrong with you, you look sick?"

Yan Qinghe lowered his eyes, he played with Xu Ziru's fingers for a while, and said casually: "It's nothing.

We went down the mountain overnight tonight. "

Xu Ziru looked at him suspiciously for a moment, and after the two approached, he smelled blood on the tip of his nose, Xu Ziru was stunned for a moment, he pursed his lips, and his voice became cold: "You have to tell me what happened. "

Yan Qinghe raised his eyes to look at Xu Ziru, his pupils were as deep as a black well, after looking at Xu Ziru briefly for a moment, he raised his hand and began to untie his clothes, and said lightly: "Master won't let me leave."

Feel free to look at him.

Yan Qinghe unhurriedly unbuttoned his outer robe, took off his inner garment, and frankly showed the wound on his back to Xu Ziru.

"He was a little angry and hit me a few times."

He still spoke lightly.

Xu Ziru frowned, and several bloodstains on Yan Qinghe's back were horribly covered on the skin of his back by the spirit stick. I fought, so I didn't leave with myself?

He suppressed the weird feeling that came up in his throat, and after a long silence, he leaned over and kissed Yan Qinghe's earlobe, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qinghe put the faded clothes back on his body, and didn't rush to fasten his belt. The clothes were scattered on his body, and he heard a short laughing syllable from his nasal cavity: "It won't die, but fine."

Xu Ziru gently hugged him from behind, put his head lightly on Yan Qinghe's shoulder, lowered his eyes and slowly put Yan Qinghe's clothes back on. He asked, "Then why are you back?" Laughing out loud, "Are you still in a hurry to elope with me overnight?"

Yan Qinghe pressed Xu Ziru's hand to dress him, he turned his head and glanced at Xu Ziru very lightly, and replied casually: "That's it, just walked back."

Xu Ziru has to ask again.

Yan Qinghe pressed his hand and said, "Are you sure you want to put it back on after taking off your clothes?"

"..." Xu Ziru didn't know if he had misunderstood, his throat choked, and he who was always articulate was rendered speechless by a wooden Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe pushed his hand away, turned around and opened his robe again, leaned over and kissed Xu Zizi, his lips were pressed against Xu Zizi's lips, his voice came out from the crack of his lips, he asked: "Do you want to take it off?"

Gritting her teeth, Xu Ziru tidied up Yan Qinghe's messy robes, and fastened her belt to Yan Qinghe with her fingers. After a while, she calmed down and opened her mouth to coax: "You're hurt, don't take it off."

Yan Qinghe nodded, he sat back on the chair, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, he drank two sips of tea slowly, raised his eyes to see the situation freely, there was even a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and said slowly : "You're not hurt."

"..." Xu Ziru helplessly dragged his voice and shouted helplessly, "Brother——"

Yan Qinghe bent his eyes and smiled, put down the teacup in his hand, and comforted him in a compromised way: "Okay then."

Then he stood up, "Then let's pack up and go."

Xu Ziru paused, wondering: "Is there such a hurry?"

Yan Yan looked back at him, nodded, and said concisely: "Urgent."

All day today, Yan Qinghe knelt straight in front of Master Xu Lingzi.

At first, Xu Lingzi asked him to go to the Zongmen Temple to meditate for a few days, and then think about whether it should be done or not.