Small Lingzhi

When slightly dazed, Xiao Yan staggered his gaze.

The light of the fire should be on the stone wall in the cave, and the stimulation of not being exposed to the light source for a long time made Xiao Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the tiny shadow beside him, reflected on the stone wall together, and the little medicine man approached him quietly.

Lingzhi is far from the same as he imagined, but there are differences.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, with an unexpected face, unearthly and beautiful, eyes like black and clear gems.

The small shadow was getting closer again. Looking from the stone wall, the tiny shadow and Xiao Yan's figure were lightly touching each other. Xiao Yan could clearly smell the slightly astringent and fresh breath exuding from the little medicine man.

The little Yaoren's eyes are pure and clear, if he has been isolated from the world for many years, how could he have such a clean temperament.

"Junqian?"

Lingzhi couldn't see the man's sideways face, feeling a little nervous, picked up the hair that was blowing on her ankles, and scratched Xiao Junqian's crotch.

Xiao Yan took the actions of the little medicine man into his eyes: "..."

Lingzhi lost: "Junqian, are you angry with me?"

He hesitated to say what he had held back for a few days, but when he asked, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, so he continued.

"You, don't you like the longevity fruit that I accept from the village doctor's apprentice, next time Lingzhi will not want it."

"Don't tell me the story anymore. Last time, the Vulcan was played by the little fox demon and burned its tail, and then what?"

Xiao Yan was silent.

Then, these little stories were all made up by him at that time, but the little medicine man believed them to be true, and pestered him every night to tell them.

Xiao Yan was enlightened at the age of two and able to write poems at the age of five.And the children of ordinary families are also enlightened at the age of six, and they can more or less know a thing or two about the truth of the story.

The little medicine man was ignorant, he believed what he said, he made up stories without allusions, and the little medicine man never doubted it.

Xiao Yan has never seen such a dull person, but now seeing Xiao Yaoren's refined and pure appearance, he feels that this seems reasonable.

"Junqian, why don't you speak..."

Lingzhi was sad, cupped her face and turned to squat down in front of Xiao Junqian.

Qing Lingling raised her black eyes and stared intently at the person, Lingzhi blinked slowly, dully realizing that Xiao Junqian seemed different from the usual Xiao Junqian.

What is the difference?

Lingzhi's deep and slack eyes, which she could never see away at ordinary times, are actually looking at him at this moment... at this moment.

Lingzhi opened her eyes wide, and her soft lips parted like petals.

"Junqian, can you see me?"

Lingzhi raised her face and was about to put it close to Xiao Yan's face, touched the deep smile in her eyes, and quickly fell back, but the man stretched out his hand to pull him back, and pulled him back onto the hay mat to sit firmly.

Lingzhi said blankly: "My head is a little dizzy."

Xiao Yan patted the back of his head lightly: "Go and rest, you have worked hard to take care of me these days."

Lingzhi let out a cry, the sound was like floating leaves.

He rubbed his face, walked to the stone bed, turned his head, met the gaze that was always on him, sat back on the bed softly, and pulled up the thin quilt to cover his stomach.

"Junqian, I, I'm sleeping..."

He tightened his grip on the quilt on his stomach: "You too, take a rest."

Lingzhi's face is almost cooked, why does Xiao Junqian keep looking at him?

Lingzhi had never thought about how she looked before, but now she was thinking wildly, would Xiao Junqian like his appearance?

You should like it, otherwise what are you doing after watching it for so long?

Lingzhi thought that it would be difficult for him to fall asleep, but in the end he fell into a dream as if he had taken a thousand-day drunk.

The next day, before dawn, Lingzhi got up early, and the one who woke up earlier than him was the figure sitting quietly by the fire.

Facing the gentle gaze cast by that person, Lingzhi staggered a few steps off the stone bed and approached him.

"Junqian, why did you wake up so early?"

Xiao Yan said: "I haven't seen anything for a long time, get up and see more."

His gaze has been on Lingzhi, warm and gentle, as if it contains affection, which cannot be ignored.

Lingzhi buried her face, her ears were already burning.

He still woke up from a dream, suddenly thinking: Xiao Junqian can really see himself.

Xiao Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and said: "Clothes."

Ling Zhi lowered his head in disbelief, his clothes sash fell loosely, and a small part of his snow-white shoulders were left open. He straightened his sash, trying to explain himself a few words.

"I'm afraid of the heat..."

The little medicine man doesn't remember the days, summer and drought are hot, the forest beasts in Wuqing Mountain have long been looking for a good water source to escape the summer heat, but he still stays in the cave.

In the past few years, in fact, Lingzhi would not stay in the cave all the time, but this year is different, he has someone to take care of him.

Lingzhi looked up at Xiao Junqian who he had rescued, circling around him like a happy bird.

"Xiao Junqian, why are you so tall?"

The loose gray robe covered Lingzhi's slender body. When he turned around, the robe swayed, and his black and clear eyes were shy and stuck to Xiao Junqian's body with unconcealed joy.

Xiao Junqian walked around in the cave, and when he turned around and saw the little medicine man still following him, he stopped and sat down beside the raised fire,

Lingzhi sat aside with her knees tucked into a smile, her eyes reflecting the bubbling rice porridge in the earthenware pot.

Xiao Yan put in a few wild mushrooms, scallions, eggs and minced meat, and the rice porridge boiled, full of aroma, and the tumbling rice grains were like plump pearls.

Lingzhi swallowed subconsciously: "Why is it different from my porridge?"

Xiao Yan poured clean water over the pottery bowl, filled the first bowl and handed it to Lingzhi.

"Be careful it's hot."

Lingzhi held the bowl, nodded blankly, and blew on the steaming rice porridge with her mouth in a panic.

The mist made his eyes wet, through the hazy white mist, Lingzhi quietly moved to the side, and sat obediently next to the man's arm.

There was always a smile on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, his eyes were gentle and silent, but like an unstoppable tide, it spread densely towards Lingzhi.

It is hot during the dog days, and when the mighty mountain wind blows at night, when it cools down, people's bodies will be tired of sweating.

Xiao Yan drew eight "positive" on the stone wall, and most of the time he could only lie down, the little medicine man was limited in strength, and couldn't move him, and the number of times he was washed with clean water was seldom.

There is a water source behind the mountain, Xiao Yan wanted to go there to wash up, Lingzhi was worried that he would not be able to walk steadily, so she immediately got into his arm and spontaneously let Xiao Yan support him to walk.

Xiao Yan smiled, Lingzhi blushed slowly.

"Junqian, help me walk..."

From the cave to the water source behind the mountain, the short distance made Xiao Yan sweat all over.

The weather was hot, Lingzhi wanted to cool off, the sleeves on his hands and feet were turned up and folded, Xiao Yan helped him to walk, and he couldn't help touching his bare arms occasionally, or helping him to his slender waist under the robe.

Lingzhi was silent, her breath was messy.The palms around his waist covered half of his waist, the man's walking was not stable, and Lingzhi was not much better.

He wobbled and thought: Xiao Junqian's fingers are so long.

On the water spring and stone shore, Xiao Yan uncovered his robe to take a bath, and the reflection of the moonlight on the stone could be seen a sneaky little shadow.

Lingzhi wanted to look but was shy, hugging her knees to look at the stars, then quietly turned her face to look at the body with her back facing him.

The upper scab on Xiao Yan's back has almost fallen off after scabbing. Although it is weak, it is not thin.

Lingzhi looked at the man's arms from his shoulders to his waist. His hair was wet and stuck to his shoulders. He looked away intently, and counted the little ants crawling around on the ground with feverish ears.

For a few days, Xiao Yandu came to practice walking around the cave, and Lingzhi accompanied him.

The night was full of stars, they leaned on the big stone platform outside the cave to blow the wind, the dome was densely packed with stars, Xiao Yan told Lingzhi some stories about the stars.

The man's gentle and magnetic voice is more powerful than Thousand Days Drunk, and Lingzhi often falls asleep leaning on the other's shoulder.

After a rain that night, the cave was refreshing.Xiao Yan roasted the meat, and made some sauce with the leaves and fruits collected by Lingzhi, which was delicious and tender when spread on the grilled meat.

Under the firelight, Lingzhi bit the piece of meat around her mouth, and warm air gushed from her heart.

He buried his head in small mouthfuls of food, eating in a hurry, and only raised his head after a light touch on the shoulder by the man.

"what?"

Lingzhi picked up the empty bowl, with a cute appearance, and smiled: "Junqian, I'm done eating."

Xiao Yan said: "There is something on the corner of the mouth."

Lingzhi wiped it carelessly with her hands, but she still couldn't get it right.

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand, and Lingzhi touched his lips. He stared at Xiao Liang in a daze, blushing, unable to hide the fire.

Lingzhi lowered her head first, and murmured: "You, don't always look at me."

The man's tone was gentle, and he said with a slight smile, "Lingzhi is very beautiful."

The author says:

Beauty tricks, bitter tricks, and scheming.

thank you all!

感谢在2022-03-2320:25:50~2022-03-2419:57:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 20091 gold wires;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 200916 bottles of Jinsi; 2 bottles of Momo Feili;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!