A thousand mountains of wind and snow

The sky in northern Xinjiang is dotted with stars, and the sky in northern Xinjiang always seems to be much clearer than other places. Yuran subconsciously wrapped her cloak tightly around her body, and when she was about to lift the curtain and go out, she saw a man with a high ponytail. The young man in thin black clothes led a horse and walked towards him with a smile, "The tents here are tight, so please trouble Mr. Yu and me to go back first, and my place is also closer to the place where the medicine is stored."

Yuran thought it was reasonable, nodded, and was about to go with him, but didn't expect Zhao Shu to just hug him to the horse and go straight away.

The icy cold wind is coming, behind him is the enthusiastic body of the young man, and above his head is the bright starry sky. Yuran's mind is dizzy for a while, but he opens his mouth but forgets that he can't speak a word now. He just said that he met He became like this after an accident, and the only way out now is to wait here for the people from the Yu family to come.

"It's far away, forgive me for being abrupt." Yuran was still in a daze, and Zhao Shu rode his horse to the destination, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile. Those smiling eyes were actually brighter than the stars in the night sky. There was a dazzling youthful look between his brows, and just now he stretched out his hand, but Zhao Shu directly shook it and helped him off the horse.

The young man laughed, "My name is Changyu, Changjiujiu Changyu, Leye's Yu."

As he spoke, the callused hand gently wrote the word Changyu on his palm. Yuran's white as jade palm seemed to be scalded by something, leaving a burst of light on the place where the boy's fingertips brushed. Array current.

He met his pure eyes, and was about to write something in his palm with his backhand, but Zhao Shu held his hand and said with a smile, "I know."

Xiao Bing came out to meet the sound of horseshoes, but saw Zhao Shu smiling so brightly under the night sky. It was the first time Zhao Shu had seen him smile so heartfeltly in so many days, as if covering his whole body. A warm current, like spring breeze turning into rain.

It's just that the little soldier somehow felt that there was an indescribable atmosphere between these two people, but it was difficult for others to blend into it.

"Little...Master Xiao Zhao, the tent that General He ordered to be tidied up has been tidied up."

"What tent?" Zhao Shu asked in surprise.

"It's for Mr. Yu."

Zhao Shu's face changed strangely, "Actually, there is no need to go through so much trouble, you think so."

Xiao Bing was at a loss, "If it's not like this, there is no room to spare, so we can't let Mr. Yu and Mr. Zhao squeeze together?"

Zhao Shu: ...

Xiaobing originally wanted to help Yuran move and pack things, but he didn't expect Zhao Shu, who was called by He Qian to recuperate, to do it himself, and even said kindly that he would just come.

Xiao Bing was at a loss, could this Mr. Yu have an old relationship with Mr. Zhao?

Zhao Shu helped Yuran tidy up and muttered, "This tent is old and no one has lived in it for a long time..."

His meaning couldn't be more obvious, but Yuran completely ignored it, Zhao Shu sighed silently, he can't just stay here, right?Suddenly, his hand hooked something, and a red hair band with a rough crescent pendant unexpectedly hooked out.

Zhao Shu was stunned, and subconsciously touched the ruined plain-colored headband that he put on his heart. The comparison between the two made him look like a heartless person, and suddenly he put his hands in his hands The red headband and pendant were snatched away, and Dang even stuffed them into his sleeves, as if no one would let them move.

Zhao Shu didn't know why, his heart was filled with honey. He thought that Wen Jiang would throw away his things as soon as he got out of the drunken pavilion, but he didn't expect that he always carried it with him. Look at him like an old hen protecting his cubs Zhao Shuzhen's posture is so cute no matter how you look at it.

In the past, she never thought that she could see cuteness from Wen Jiang's clear and cold beauty face, but now her dream has come true.

Zhao Shu made a sign of surrender with both hands, indicating that he knew his mistake, and Yuran just kicked him out mercilessly.

Zhao Shu looked at the tent, touched his nose, but there was a smile on his face, and the little soldier who came to deliver the things was confused. Could it be that Mr. Zhao lost his mind in Beiman?Being kicked out and still laughing like this?

In the tent, Yuran was pressing his heart, just now when he saw the red hairband that was incompatible with his things, there was an inexplicable throbbing for some reason, even he reached out and snatched it without knowing why. But the heart is beating non-stop.

Although Zhao Shu's wishful thinking here was empty, he saw the red hair tie in Yizui Pavilion back then, and his whole body was filled with joy, holding a grass in his mouth, wishing he could go back humming a song up.

While lying on the bed, Wen Jiang's face kept appearing in his mind. Wen Jiang, who didn't remember anything and didn't worry about anything, was really soft-tempered. Some joy, knowing that it is a dream, but also willingly indulge in it.

Just about to take off his clothes and lie down, he suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside, Zhao Shu was taken aback, where did the door come from?Get up and lift the curtain. The cold moonlight shone on the familiar face, and there was an inexplicable gentleness. Zhao Shu never thought that the person who came was Wen Jiang. He lowered his head and took a look. The thing in his hand turned out to be either the door knocked on just now, or the wooden dish on which the medicine was placed.

The dim candlelight came out from the young man's back, and the sword-browed starry eyes gradually revealed the breath of spring wind and rain. For some reason, he always felt that the person in front of him was very happy and in a good mood.

Zhao Shu turned his body slightly, Zhao Shu was much taller than him, Yu Ran easily slipped under his hand that lifted the curtain.

Zhao Shu's place is very spacious after tidying up those old pages, but there are two couches in this room. On one couch is Zhao Shu's robe, and the other is very clean and tidy. Yuran was stunned for a moment, and for some reason a strange thought came to her mind.

Just now he said that his place is not good just now, did he want him to live here with him?

He touched something warm at hand, but it was Zhao Shu who poured hot water and handed it to him. The tall man just now was sitting there, but now he was a small one, resting his chin and staring at him tirelessly.

Yuran met his bright eyes, and felt that honey was leaking from them, and his cheeks flushed unconsciously, and he didn't know why he couldn't even speak now, and gestured for his purpose .

This Zhao Shu's eyes looked like he was staring at a treasure. He looked at it seriously, but he just stared at him as if he didn't see anything. Yuran really wanted to ask what he was looking at?

22. Downtown

After making gestures, Zhao Shu still kept his bright eyes open. Yuran sighed and took his hand, and wrote seriously, "When I just came back, I smelled blood on your body. There is also the smell of medicine, so let’s take a look, I also have some medical skills, I don’t know if there is anything I can help.”

Only then did Zhao Shu realize that the wounds on his body seemed to have opened at some point. Maybe he was too happy during the day, so he just walked around him and didn't even notice that his own wounds opened.

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a little brown blood stain on the white clothes behind him, but he didn't even notice that it was all stained on him.

Yuran wrote again, "Let me help you deal with it."

Zhao Shu subconsciously went to take off his clothes, but suddenly realized that he had not only frostbite but also arrow wounds, knife wounds and whip marks on his body. He hesitated again, but when he looked up, Wen Jiang's clear eyes showed some doubts.

For some reason, the phrase "crying children have sweets" came to mind. It is impossible for Zuo Wenjiang to stay here for a long time, so it would be better.

Zhao Shu simply took off his shirt. This man has practiced martial arts all year round, and his body is extremely smooth and beautiful, but his body is densely covered with various scars, which is shocking to see.

It seems that he didn't expect Zhao Shu to be hurt so badly, and the fingers in the palm paused and wrote word by word, "How did you hurt?"

"Chasing the dream." Zhao Shu smiled, chasing a dream that would make him safe every year.

Yuran didn't seem to expect him to say that, and motioned him to lie on the couch. The dense scars on his back were shocking, and he didn't know whether this person was chasing a dream or walked in front of the Hall of Yama.

Zhao Shu turned his head and looked at his focused face, just like the gentleness he showed when he was treating the wounded soldiers during the day. Looking at it, for some reason, Zhao Shu felt a little dissatisfied in his heart. It seems that he wants to find something unique to him from this gentleness, but it's a pity that the only thing left in front of him is the indiscriminate gentleness.

He was very careful when applying the medicine, the hairband on his hair lightly brushed Zhao Shu's face, he sniffed subconsciously, Wen Jiang seemed to have soaked too much in the small medicine jar, and there was a faint smell all over his body. The smell of medicine is not bitter when you smell it carefully, on the contrary it is very cool and pleasant, and the brushing of his hair made his heart itch.

There was a gentle touch from the palm of his hand, Zhao Shu obediently turned his body sideways but accidentally crushed something, the soft black hair poured down in front of Zhao Shu, it turned out that he accidentally pressed his headband, the headband A loose head full of black hair is pouring down like water.

Looking at each other, Zhao Shu rarely noticed a trace of unusual emotion in his eyes.

It seems that no matter what his name is, Zhao Shu will always be so presumptuous to disturb him when we first meet. For a while, the scene in Yizui Pavilion reappears in front of Zhao Shu. As Liang Yuan said, how much Wen Jiang should be He hated the bad words that lingered around him, but he made him so embarrassed in front of everyone.

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