"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

After the two of them finished cutting the rice in the whole field, it was already afternoon. Er Gouzi came to bring them lunch, and Mo Chi sat by the roadside, with no clean spot on his body, his hair was messy, The whole person looked like a refugee fleeing from the country, and his lips were cracked by the scorching sun above his head.

Yun Chu took the water bottle that Er Gouzi handed over, glanced at him, then came to him, and handed over what was in his hand.

"Drink some water."

A shadow fell in front of him, Mo Chi looked up at the person in front of him, with a little surprise in his eyes, he looked at the water bottle in Yunchu's hand, hesitated for a moment before taking it: "Thank you."

The cool and sweet liquid slid all the way from the throat into the stomach, dispelling the heat all over the body.

After Mo Chi took two sips, he looked at Yunchu, who was not much better than him.

"Drink some too." Mo Chi handed over the water bottle in his hand.

Yun Chu: "I'm not thirsty."

Mo Chi looked at his face flushed by the sun, and he couldn't believe what he said in his heart. When he saw someone standing still, he stood up from the ground with one hand supporting the grass, and then forcefully stuffed the water bottle in his hand into it. In Yunchu's hands.

"It's cooler here. You drink and rest here for a while, and I'll go over there." He turned around and left after finishing speaking.

With the kettle in his hand, Yunchu turned around to look at his back, and saw the man pick up the sickle on the ridge and went into the field again. He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

In the evening, when the sky was full of sunset clouds and the bright crescent moon hung faintly in the gray-blue sky, the two dragged their exhausted bodies back home.

Sister Liu at home had already prepared a table of delicious meals for them, and when she saw the two of them coming back, she hurried forward to fetch water to wash their face and hands, and when they saw Mo Chi's hands covered with tiny wounds, her expression was full of apology and heartache , kept saying apologies and thanks.

Brother Liu didn't have many fields, but Mo Chi and Yun Chu worked for three full days before harvesting the last paddy field before the heavy rain came.

The gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind was blowing desperately, with such force that it almost carried people away.

Mochi stood in front of the ox cart, took the rice that Yunchu had brought over, put it on the cart, and tied the rope tightly.

Yun Chu looked up at the gloomy sky, and frowned slightly: "It's going to rain."

"Don't worry, there's still time." Mo Chi knew what he was thinking, and comforted him in a deep voice.

Yun Chu nodded and said nothing. After Mo Chi tied the rope, the two drove the ox cart back. It was getting darker and darker. When they were about to reach the entrance of the village, there was a thunder in the sky, followed by heavy rain.

The whole world was instantly shrouded in a gray-white curtain of rain. In a hurry, Mo Chi only had time to drag Yun Chu towards the nearest temple. The ox cart was left in place, and the rice on the cart was instantly drenched. A thorough.

"How is it? Did you get drenched?" Mo Chi dragged Yun Chu into the temple, looked at the other's shoulders that were wet by the rain, and slightly frowned his handsome sword-brows. He turned his head and glanced outside the room. The heavy rain, knowing that the rain will not stop so soon.

Under Yun Chu's surprised and complicated gaze, Mo Chi untied his clothes and put them on Yun Chu's body, and finally reached out to straighten his neckline.

"Why..." Yun Chu was about to take off his clothes, but was stopped by Mo Chi.

"Put it on, it's cold, it's bad if you catch a cold." Mo Chi looked at him and smiled.

Yun Chu looked at the thin coat on his body: "Then what should you do?"

Mo Chi: "I'm in good health, I'm fine."

Yun Chu took a deep look at him, with complicated emotions in his eyes, he seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just lowered his head to avoid the man's gaze, found a corner and sat down quietly.

There was constant rain outside, and neither of the two people in the room spoke. Mo Chi sat down not far from Yunchu, and looked at each other with calm and gentle eyes.

After a few days, Yunchu was already immune to his gaze, and at this moment, he just raised his feet and put his hands on his knees, watching the heavy rain outside, immersed in his own thoughts.

Until a faint voice calling them came from outside.

Yun Chu straightened up and stood up from the ground: "It's Er Gouzi."

Mo Chi obviously heard it too, he got up and walked to Yunchu's side, and grabbed the other side's body who was about to go out: "You stay here, I'll go and have a look."

His voice was a bit serious, Yun Chu looked at him, and finally nodded.

Mo Chi lifted his foot and stepped out of the threshold, a gust of wind blew, and the slanted rain hit his face, his whole body was soaked in an instant, the small voice in the rain curtain was getting closer and closer, accompanied by a deliberately lowered sound but still full of worry Anxious cry.

"Brother Yun...uh...Brother Yun..."

"Xiao Yi." Mo Chi raised his voice slightly and called out. He saw the small voice pause for a moment, and then a voice with uncertain business came out: "Brother Mo Chi?"

Only Mo Chi would call him by his first name.

"it's me."

As soon as Mo Chi finished speaking, he saw the child running towards him quickly, and almost fell in the middle. Seeing this, Mo Chi hurriedly stepped forward, and Er Gouzi threw himself into his arms.

The child holding his waist raised his head, wiped the rainwater off his face with his small hands, looked at Mo Chi and said, "Brother Mo Chi, you and Brother Yun run away quickly, there are bad guys coming to catch you!"

Yun Chu, who was walking to the door, just heard these words, and Mo Chi looked up at him, and then carried Er Gouzi inside.

Yun Chu closed the door after the two came in, then turned around and looked at the drenched boy in front of him, and squatted down: "Er Gouzi, be good, tell brother what happened at home."

The child must have been terrified, and his words were inconsistent, but Mo Chi and Yun Chu understood.

Yang Zhao's men caught up.

"My mother asked me to sneak out from the back door to find you, and told you not to go back, run away quickly." After Er Gouzi finished speaking, he took out a money bag made of coarse cloth from his arms and stuffed it into Yunchu's hand , "Brother Yun, my mother asked me to give it to you. She also said that she believes that you and Brother Mo Chi are good people."

Yun Chu clenched the things in his hand and his eyes were red. He raised his hand and rubbed Er Gouzi's head, then stood up.

Mo Chi grabbed him: "Where are you going?"

"Brother Liu and the others are in danger, I can't leave them alone." Yun Chu's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was suppressing some kind of emotion.

Mo Chi held his hand without letting go. He said, "We haven't figured out the situation yet. If you go back rashly like this, you will only put yourself in danger. I don't agree."

Yun Chu suddenly turned around, staring at him with scarlet eyes: "Are you going to let me watch them die?!"