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When the snow stopped, Liang Baiyu's house had been crushed and he couldn't see anything.

Zhao Wenxiao paid for the strong men in the village to help clear up the snow, trying to expose every tile and tree buried in the snow.

No one has trouble with money, not to mention the New Year's Eve, when the family is spending money, and a dime is a dime.

The strong men took the money and worked hard. They couldn't be lazy if they wanted to, because Liang Baiyu was watching from the side, and Zhao Wenxiao stayed with him every step of the way.

A group of people worked for a long time, shoveling off the snow from Liang's house, and they sent a representative to ask Zhao Wenxiao if they needed to do the following things.

After all, the house is in a mess, and the pots and pans at home are not easy to clean up.

Zhao Wenxiao raised his voice and said, "I'm sorry, folks."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a thin blue and blue figure passing by his eyes, and he pulled him back: "Baiyu, what are you going to do?"

"I want to turn it myself." Liang Baiyu stretched out his hand from the sleeve of the floral shirt, and pointed to the house surrounded by snowdrifts, whose original appearance could not be seen.

"This is a big project, more people will save trouble." Zhao Wenxiao said.

Liang Baiyu's eyes were a little red, and the corners of his eyes and brows showed pity: "I don't want outsiders to touch me."

"Then don't need their help." Zhao Wenxiao lost his principles in an instant, "I'll help you, okay?"

Liang Baiyu smiled softly: "Okay."

Zhao Wenxiao also laughed unconsciously, and only the loud voice of "Bai Yu is sure, don't treat me as an outsider" in his mind continued to play. He turned his head and said to a group of villagers: "Sorry, I don't need you to do the rest. .”

When he said this, there was still joy and excitement in his eyes from being drawn into his own world by Liang Baiyu.

Like a big dog whose master rewarded him with a bone.

Obviously there is no shredded meat hanging on the bone, but it gnaws so hard that its tail almost goes up to the sky.

The people who were waiting to make more money looked down on this big boss from the bottom of their hearts. They used to hang out with the Yang family siblings, and they were polite to other people in the village who wanted to be nice to him. Recently, they only knew to hang around Liang Baiyu.

The high-level Alpha who made a fortune outside has no skills, so he is still hooked by a dissolute Beta.

After the group left, only Liang Baiyu and Zhao Wenxiao remained in front of the wet ruins.

The cold wind rolled up pieces of snowflakes, and the world was cold.

Liang Baiyu had only picked up a few broken tiles when he fell and broke his hand. The wound was neither big nor deep, but his skin was too tender and white, and the blood that flowed out looked shocking.

Zhao Wenxiao didn't let Liang Baiyu do it again, and told him to stand by the snowdrift on the left, with a stern tone: "You just stand here!"

Liang Baiyu lowered his eyelashes: "Oh..."

Zhao Wenxiao controlled Liang Baiyu for the first time. This feeling was incomparable to any physical orgasm. His pheromones began to lose control, his canine teeth were exposed, and a large amount of saliva was secreted from his mouth.

There is no Omega at the scene, so I can't ignite the air with him.

The smell of smoke melted into the wind one after another. Zhao Wenxiao quickly adjusted the barrier button to suppress himself. The pheromone was suppressed, and the nerve endings were still excited, which made him feel pleasing to the eyes when he saw the wet soil and dirty tiles, and he didn't care about himself anymore. Dirty leather shoes on the feet.

Zhao Wenxiao wanted to perform well, but reality didn't allow him to do so. He hadn't done much physical work, and he didn't do things well.

It didn't take long for mud to splash in his eyes. He endured the discomfort and looked at the young man, only to find that the other party didn't notice his side.

Out of a man's self-esteem, Zhao Wenxiao didn't say anything.

It was very cloudy, and everyone stayed at home, playing cards and mahjong or chatting in front of the brazier.

An old dog stood beside the Liang family's old house and barked for a while, its head rolled against the snow, and it got up shaking its white fur.Like the childishness of a late old man on the spur of the moment, after being naughty, he continues to walk towards the end of life.

Ruins are still ruins, not to mention the collapsed adobe foundation, the sparse tiles are enough to move.Zhao Wenxiao took off his cashmere coat first, and soon his sweater was wet, as was the shirt he was wearing underneath. His physical strength was very strong, but he still couldn't let him relax, and the feeling of exertion became more and more obvious as time went by.

"It's better not to turn it over."

Zhao Wenxiao was digging the tiles under his fingernails when he was taken aback by the voice behind him. He turned his head, and there was sweat and dirt on his forehead, and the gold watch on his wrist was also stained with mud. The second embarrassment was all for the same person.

"What?" Zhao Wenxiao asked.

"I thought about it." Liang Baiyu hugged his coat and sweater, and behind him was the snow covered with messy and dirty black footprints. He blinked, pure and calm, "There's nothing really important to me underneath. gone."

Zhao Wenxiao's first reaction was that he was being tricked. Just before his furious pheromones rushed out, he heard the young man say, "Besides, with these tiles and soil covering it, it's impossible for others to steal something and go home."

"Also," Liang Baiyu moved closer, the toe of his shoe was only an inch away from Zhao Wenxiao's, he stretched out his hand to flick the dirt on the other's neckline, but instead of flicking it off, it turned the dirt into mud.

"I want to press back the snow that was shoveled away by everyone. God buried my house, so let's bury it. Let it happen naturally is the best ending." Liang Baiyu said softly.

Zhao Wenxiao: "..."

"So I think, let the snow melt slowly." Liang Baiyu withdrew his hand and took a few steps past Zhao Wenxiao, stopped, and looked up at the old house in the mess, "It will be the next year at the earliest. At that time, the tiles and soil will be dried by the sun bit by bit, this is also a kind of romance, isn't it..."

Zhao Wenxiao's temples throbbed wildly, his complexion was livid.

"Why don't you speak? Are you blaming me?" Liang Baiyu raised her fragile and charming face, her voice was hidden in the wind, as if she was talking about love.

Zhao Wenxiao met those Liang Baiyu's watery and affectionate eyes, and forcibly swallowed back the unhappiness rushing up his throat.

"No. If you talk about such a thing, it will be gone if my hometown says it's gone. I can understand your feelings." Zhao Wenxiao held a strand of long hair hanging around the young man's collarbone, twirling the cold water droplets on it, his voice low Rou, "You can come here however you want, as long as you're happy."

"En." Liang Baiyu's lips curled up.

Zhao Wenxiao went to find a strong man and asked him to call back the original team one by one to shovel back the snow that had been shoveled away.

Everyone agreed that this was what Liang Baiyu meant.

For a while, for a while, walk the dog.

When Zhao Wenxiao supervised the completion of work and went back, he took off his mud and snow-stained leather shoes, took a shower and went upstairs. When he opened the door, he saw Liang Baiyu leaning on the bed and taking medicine, and the low air pressure around him disappeared immediately.

"Baiyu, why are you eating dry instead of drinking water?" Zhao Wenxiao walked over quickly.

"Forget it." Liang Baiyu said vaguely.

On the table beside the bed were Liang Baiyu's personal belongings, which he brought out hastily before the roof collapsed.

Very simple, just two bags.

Inside one is the portrait, the mouth of the bag is tied, and the other bag is open.

"Why are there only three bottles of medicine, is there still a lot left?" Zhao Wenxiao looked inside, "Where's the Chinese medicine bag?"

Liang Baiyu held the water glass: "No more, that's all."

"What should we do when we're done eating?" Zhao Wenxiao grabbed his wet hair and approached, "Go back to Xicheng?" He sat by the bed, staring at the person in front of him, "Or are there other hospitals?"

Liang Baiyu chuckled lightly: "If you finish eating, then finish eating."

Zhao Wenxiao waited for him to drink the water and then took his water glass away: "Why can't you pay more attention to physical matters?"

"Why do everyone think that I don't care about life and death? If I don't value myself, I won't take the medicine on time. The medicine is so bitter, and the capsules are too big to swallow. I have to take a handful every time... ..." Liang Baiyu muttered, and he yawned before Zhao Wenxiao spoke, "I'm sleepy, you go out."

After finishing, he said, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Zhao Wenxiao rubbed the base of his tall and superior nose, "By the way, the room where your mother worked has collapsed, and those medical notes left during her lifetime..."

"It's not important anymore." Liang Baiyu's voice became softer as he finished the words. He faced the world of ice and snow outside the window, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Wenxiao pulled the quilt for the young man, shook his hand, and kissed him on his fingertips.

Taste it lightly, and did not let myself do other behaviors.

A person's affectionate.

Last week, Yang Ming's family killed a pig. A few days ago, he went to deliver pork to his relatives. Because of the heavy snow, he stayed at his relatives' house. Becoming the sled in the storybook, I sat on the board and set off in a hurry, but fell into the snow frequently halfway, and realized the difficulty of the Long March.

It was only after Yang Ming returned to the village that he found out about the collapse of Liang's house. He hurriedly changed into his wet clothes and went to find Liang Baiyu.

It was too cold, Yang Ming's ears were numb from such a small distance, his face was numb from the wind, he was dumb, and even seeing Liang Baiyu's tongue was not smooth.

Liang Baiyu was under the blanket, and kicked out the salt water bottle that Zhao Wenxiao got for him: "It's hot, cover it."

Trembling, Yang Ming held the salt water bottle tightly, pressed his face to the tip of his nose, and stared at Liang Baiyu with red eyes blown by the wind.

He finally knew why Liang Baiyu was taking medicine and drinking medicine and coughing up blood again, not like a patient anymore.

Because although Liang Baiyu's face was extremely white, her lips were bright red, which made her look good.If the color of his lips faded, the sickness would show.

"It's the first time I've seen such heavy snow." Yang Ming said, "Your old house is still an earthen house after repairs. It's normal for it to collapse. I think you have accepted it, so it's not sad."

Liang Baiyu was drowsy: "What can I do if I don't accept it, the deceased is dead."

"The house is a person?" Yang Ming felt strange when he heard this.

"It doesn't make any difference to me, it's all one sustenance, one thought." Liang Baiyu's voice was contained between the red lips and white teeth.

Yang Ming was dumbfounded.

"I heard that Chen Song went down the mountain to look for you. You didn't go with him, but chose Zhao." Yang Ming's hands were not so cold. He stuffed the salt water bottle into his clothes and rubbed it against his cool belly. , "Are you going to live with his parents?"

Liang Baiyu didn't know what he was thinking, there was a fan shadow under his eyes, shallow, like the traces left by the dead leaves in lonely autumn, the beauty gave a sense of brokenness.

Yang Ming didn't speak any more, just clutched his stomach and watched him sleep.

When Liang Baiyu woke up, Yang Ming was still in the room and said he wanted to spend the night with him.

"The owner of this house agrees?" Liang Baiyu got up from the bed.

Yang Ming had a look of shit on his face: "He didn't promise to have a fart, and I didn't sleep with him!"

"Stop acting wild in front of him, you're an Omega, you won't get any benefits." Liang Baiyu lifted the quilt lazily.

Yang Ming snorted disdainfully, his brows were full of youthful arrogance.

"Be obedient, brother." Liang Baiyu added a black jacket over the floral shirt, which made it much bigger.

Yang Ming had a bad premonition, which was soon confirmed.

Because when Zhao Wenxiao came to call Liang Baiyu for dinner, his eyes lit up when he saw the coat on his body, and he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

From Yang Ming's point of view, it's the fucking old peacock's eyes that are about to go blind! ! !

Obviously, the coat belonged to Zhao Wenxiao, and he coaxed Liang Baiyu to put it on. Damn.

You must know that Liang Baiyu is afraid of the heat, so he only wears a thin shirt all day long, but now he has extra clothes.This earth-shattering change was enough to make Zhao Wenxiao confident, so emotional that he plunged headlong into the tide of spring and never got out again.

During the meal, Liang Baiyu didn't do anything.

Zhao Wenxiao served him a meal, took chopsticks, and told him to eat vegetables and beef. Chewing more was good for his stomach. He watched him eat the whole time, and his eyes could make him tired.

When Liang Baiyu finished eating, Zhao Wenxiao put a bowl of soup in front of him.

When Yang Ming saw what happened, his back molars were about to gnaw and pop. Your mother is definitely plotting against the law. You are acting out of lust, so you are uneasy and kind!All he has learned in his life is here.

The one surnamed Zhao crossed the line, and it was Liang Baiyu who gave him permission.

Liang Baiyu really took a fancy to him?

Yang Ming ate his meal so absent-mindedly that he nearly poked the tip of his chopsticks into his nose several times.

As soon as Liang Baiyu put down the bowl and chopsticks, Yang Ming dragged him upstairs, closed the door, and pulled the latch to prevent Zhao Wenxiao from coming in.

Liang Baiyu felt sleepy all the time, and fell asleep right after eating, so Yang Ming found something to chat with him in order to cheer him up.

"Is there a foreign house in Xicheng?"

"Have."

"how is it like?"

"Foreign style."

"...Don't sleep, let's talk again!"

Yang Ming saw that there were notebooks and pens on the table, both of which were of good quality, and they were put by Alpha the Dog.He opened his notebook, took out his pen, and began to draw on the paper: "A bungalow is a villa, right? Only one family lives in a house, right?"

The young man was lying at the table alone, murmuring while drawing, outlining his fantasy between the lines.

Liang Baiyu opened the window to watch the snow. He had food in his stomach, but he wanted to eat something else.

"Is there a lot of trees, a lake, what's in it, a color TV... a whole wall of bookshelves... a big bathtub..."

Liang Baiyu grabbed the snow on the window frame, licked a little with his tongue, and tasted the winter.

"Look, is Xicheng's bungalow like this?"

Yang Ming ran over with his notebook and held it up to show Liang Baiyu his masterpiece.

Every stroke of children's paintings is full of innocence, and they have not experienced worldly suffering and pollution at first glance.

Liang Baiyu laughed out loud.

Yang Ming stomped his feet angrily and roared, "You're laughing ass! I won't show it to you!"

"I laugh at you for drawing well. I can't even draw something like this." Liang Baiyu laughed until the corners of his eyes became wet. He took the pen and wrote a line of strong character on the drawing.

——Little friend Yang Ming, I wish your dreams come true, and you will always love your pillow, sunshine, and good luck.