Small Lingzhi

Lingzhi noticed that Xiao Yan's palm was dry and hot. He obviously walked over from the snow together. How could this person's hands be so hot?

He was thinking about this matter indiscriminately, and the heat at his feet rubbed him intermittently. From the soles of the feet to the ankles, Xiao Yan focused and peacefully, without any other emotions, as if he was just covering Lingzhi's feet very seriously.

Lingzhi felt a bit distressed, because he found that he was really getting more and more squeamish, which was obviously not the case for him.

When I lived alone on the mountain, I didn’t have so many clothes. When it was cold in winter, I wrapped myself in dried grass and slept in a cave, with a pile of firewood next to me.

The cold is cold, but he can grit his teeth and stand upright, and he can't distinguish between suffering and hardship that the world calls, so he doesn't feel bitter or sad no matter how cold or hungry he is.

If you don't taste sweet, you don't know bitterness. Everything has reference and comparison because of experience.

After going down the mountain and coming back, a lot has changed. 0 I am used to living a comfortable life at the foot of the mountain, and some good and bad things are gradually engraved in my bones.

For example, he started to look for winter clothes stuffed by peasant women. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but once he put it on, his body would judge the quality of the fabric for him. He endured discomfort and wore it for two days, and a rash developed all over his body because of the rough fabric.

When he lived alone in the cave, the robe he wore all the year round was many times thicker than the winter clothes, and he used to wear it without any problems. After he came back, as long as the quality of the close-fitting things were not fine, Lingzhi himself didn't pay attention to it, and his body took care of him. .

Ordinary people's meals are made with coarse salt, and the slight bitterness is almost indistinguishable, but Lingzhi is used to fine food made with fine salt in that house, and one bite can tell that coarse salt is used. Bitterness in cooked food.

Lingzhi was bored, he found that the palm wrapped around the sole of the foot stopped, and Xiao Yan seemed to be distracted while covering the sole of the foot.

So while Xiao Yan was distracted, he successfully pulled his foot away from the opponent's palm.

He said softly, "Enough is enough."

He added awkwardly: "You are not mine, why are you covering my feet?"

They are neither friends nor have a relatively close relationship, Xiao Yan did this, it seems that they are very familiar and have a good relationship.

Xiao Yan was silent, and his thoughts were still on the touch of the palm.

He stared fixedly at Lingzhi, he was a little bit drunk just now, his heart was filled with blankness similar to Xuetian's, and he left the mansion by instinct, never expecting to find this person in front of him in Yandu City.

Xiao Ling seemed to have lost his ability to speak in a trance, Lingzhi stared at him for a while, and then pulled the fox cloak away from his body.

Xiao Yan focused his eyes on Lingzhi's dusty winter clothes, barely regaining the strength to speak.

"Your feet are very cold." After a pause, Xiao Yan's brows were a little worried, "I... I asked someone to buy a lot of clothes for you in the cave, why didn't you wear them?"

Xiao Yan's feelings towards Lingzhi are very contradictory, especially after sending him back to Wuqing Mountain.

He wants to be a "good" Xiao Yan who is tolerant enough to Lingzhi, satisfies Lingzhi's wishes, and allows him to return to the mountains to live freely, but because he can't bear the torment of living in two places, he has to selfishly let the dark guard roughly Send some news about him back.

You have to relax and think tight, the entanglement of contradictions is probably only known to Xiao Yan himself, and he can't even figure out this change of mood.

When he didn't want to let go, he tried every means to keep Lingzhi in various ways. It can be seen that Lingzhi was determined, and he was always depressed and unhappy towards him. He felt sorry for Lingzhi's increasingly quiet and restrained nature, and hoped that his happy thoughts would be stronger.

Xiao Yan knew how selfish he was. When Lingzhi returned to Wuqing Mountain, he restrained himself and tried not to let himself know too much about Lingzhi, in case he could not control and arrange for someone to intervene.

I miss him so much, I can't help it, just know that he is safe and happy.

So the vague news that He Qi sent back only told him that Lingzhi had moved and that her life was smooth and smooth. Xiao Yan never thought that Lingzhi didn't wear the clothes she asked someone to prepare.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "Because I dislike the things, did I order someone to buy them?"

Lingzhi frowned.

"The cave was flooded with mud and water, so I moved to live in the village." Lingzhi said, "I didn't touch those things at first, so I put on a robe and slept on the bed."

He explained quite seriously: "There is no disgust, it's just inappropriate."

So he didn't want to use what Xiao Yan prepared.

Xiao Yan was surprised: "Why is the cave flooded with mud and water?"

Lingzhi looked at Xiao Yan's expression carefully, and found that this person didn't seem to be lying to herself anymore, and said: "There was a heavy rain in the middle of the night."

He asked uncertainly: "Xiao Yan, did you really not send someone to follow me quietly?"

Lingzhi didn't quite believe it.

Facing Shang Lingzhi's probing and suspicious eyes, Xiao Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and said: "I... After I asked He Qi to send you back, I asked him to stay for a few more days, and then left after you stabilized and ensured your safety. From now on, no one will follow you."

Lingzhi's eyes were clear: "Oh."

Xiao Yan avoided Lingzhi's eyes, rolled her throat, and said: "Only a few days ago, I was a little worried, so I asked He Qi to go there again, and I was relieved to know that everything is fine with you."

Lingzhi nodded casually.

He still looked at Xiao Yan, and asked him softly: "Then why did you lie to me?"

Lingzhi reacted a little slower, but she was not a fool.

Having contacted Mei Ruobai and Lan Wenxuan with not many but not too few patients, he could tell that Xiao Yan had not been seriously ill for a long time as the rumors said.

He thought about Xiao Yan's noble status, even if the common people could talk about the nobles of the dynasty in private, they couldn't arrange it in private and give them "conclusive" facts.

The "conclusive theory" passed back to Yakumo Village from the city is true. If it were an ordinary person, his head would have been lost and moved.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, and he asked He Qi to spread the news locally, and how to spread it, he only asked He Qi to play it by ear and talk about exaggeration.

Lingzhi said: "Who dares to spread the word that you are dying and dying?"

He asked softly, "You made someone say that, right?"

Xiao Yan was speechless, and silently admitted it.

After all, he wanted He Qi to exaggerate his injuries, and he wanted Ling Zhi to feel guilty towards him. Don't forget yourself, no matter what the process is, he asked He Qi to execute this order.

Xiao Yan whispered: "It's my fault."

And said, "Don't be angry."

Lingzhi was too lazy to look at Xiao Yan, with a look of not caring about him.

The shopkeeper brought hot water and food with a servant, Lingzhi bent down, and found that his shoes and socks, which were mostly wet, had been put on the other side by Xiao Yan, and he kicked Xiao Yan's calf lightly with his foot, Xiao Yan said : "You are wet, take a simple bath first, and eat some hot food to fill your stomach."

Lingzhi pointed to the other end: "My shoes."

Xiao Yan's voice was low: "It's already wet, I'll send someone to bring a pair of clean ones."

Xiao Yan wanted to change Lingzhi's dusty and wet clothes.

"The snow in Yandu is thick. Your return journey will take more than ten days. At this time, you should pay more attention to keeping warm and don't get sick on the way."

Lingzhi swallowed the words on her lips.

The sixteen days from Wuqing Mountain to Yandu City were indeed not easy. They rushed the distance and almost never got out of the car along the way. They were full of dry food and water all day long. After eating too much dry food, Lingzhi's mouth was on fire. .

Xiao Yan walked behind the screen: "I don't want to look at you, why don't you wash it while the water is still hot?"

Lingzhi saw that the hem of Xiao Yan's luxurious banquet dress was wet, and wondered how long this person had been walking in the snow.

He lowered his eyes, and curled his fingers on his knees sullenly to grab the air.

After a long while, the rustling sound of taking off the clothes sounded from behind the screen, and Xiao Yan's expression only brought a little smile at this moment,

After waking up from the wind and snow, my mind seemed to be smoky again, even worse than after drinking.

The shopkeeper personally delivered a new set of clothes, from the close-fitting underwear to the shoes and socks, all sent by the Taishi's mansion himself.

After Lingzhi left the Grand Master's Mansion, he probably didn't want to see anything about the mansion anymore, so Xiao Yan would not let anyone appear in front of him.

The winter coat that was delivered looked plain and unpretentious, but the material was comfortable and smooth to the touch, not as heavy as Lingzhi's replacement. It was filled with light, soft and warm fluff, which could not only warm the body but also be light and comfortable.

Xiao Yan hung the winter clothes on the screen: "You try."

Lingzhi looked at the ordinary-looking light-colored winter coat, and then at the wet and dirty gray old padded jacket he had replaced by hanging on the chair, without saying a word.

The winter clothes are light, and the inner clothes are also warm. The clothes look simple and unpretentious, but the material wraps his body softly, making Lingzhi's whole body warm.

After he put on his shoes and socks, he found a cotton velvet cap with two rabbit ears in the delivered clothes. He didn't speak, and didn't wear it.

Ling Zhi didn't throw away the old clothes she had replaced, but packed them in a bundle, tied them behind her back and carried them on her back.

The bag containing the old winter clothes was huge, Lingzhi adjusted the straps of the bag, as if preparing to leave.

Xiao Yan turned around and walked back to the screen to look at him quietly.

Lingzhi put her hands in her pockets: "...Thank you."

With such a big burden behind him, it looks a little funny, and it is also pitiful.

Xiao Yan said: "Don't make friends with me, even if we have never been relatives, we are still friends who met by chance."

Lingzhi let out a dry "Oh".

Xiao Yan said: "Eat something first."

Lingzhi shook her head: "Don't eat, I'm going back to the inn, maybe Master Shen is looking for me."

He explained: "Master Shen was kind enough to bring me to Yandu. Brother Shen got a job in Yandu, and everyone is very happy. After Brother Shen is settled, I will go back with Master Shen."

Xiao Yan's gaze remained on Lingzhi's face.

Lingzhi said: "I'll go first."

He just took a look at Xiao Yan's situation, and thought he had to squat outside the gate of the Grand Master's Mansion. Since Xiao Yan walked in front of him by himself, anyway, he was not dead, so there was nothing wrong with him.

Xiao Yan subconsciously grabbed Lingzhi's arm, and let him go before Lingzhi's expression changed.

From the bottom of his wide sleeve, he took out a rabbit mask he bought on the street on a whim, and handed it to Lingzhi.

"...a gift for New Year's Day."

A very ordinary mask can be made by a master with some skills. If Xiao Yan made it by himself, the rabbit mask he bought would not be as good as the one he made himself.

Too bad it came out in a hurry.

Lingzhi pursed her lips.

Xiao Yan whispered: "Take it, it's just an ordinary and cheap gift."

Lingzhi took the rabbit mask, if he didn't take Xiao Yan, maybe he would drag him to continue talking to him, it was very late, he should leave.

Fortunately, the rabbit mask looks ordinary, not made of gold or silver.

If Lingzhi knew about the mask that Xiao Yan bought with a sapphire ring, he would just throw it back to Xiao Yan as a hot potato.

"I'll take the mask and I'm leaving."

Xiao Yan didn't stop him anymore, when Lingzhi walked out of the inn, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, prepared a carriage for him, and said to take him to his destination.

Lingzhi twitched and said: "The snow on the road is thick, and the carriage is not convenient to drive. I will walk back by myself."

After he finished speaking, he ran away. The gray figure was struggling forward in the snow, with a heavy burden on his back. He had to tighten his belt every time he walked, and his figure was unstable, as if he would fall into the snow the next moment.

Xiao Yan watched silently upstairs, and soon, the black figure disappeared in place.

Xiao Yan walked quietly not far from Lingzhi, and when Lingzhi stopped, he would stop.

Late at night, away from the bustling Huadeng Street, the alley is so quiet that only the sound of the cold wind howling can be heard.

The snowflakes were lightly shattered and melted before they landed on the clothes.

It was late at night, and it was New Year's Day. Everyone was celebrating the festival, and no one was sweeping snow at this time.

Lingzhi stopped and walked, he suddenly turned around and saw the man's eyes as deep as ink.

Xiao Yan didn't make a sound, and Lingzhi didn't call her.But as long as he left, Xiao Yan would go, and as soon as he stopped, Xiao Yan would stop.

Walking and walking, Lingzhi didn't look at his feet, turned over on his side, and fell on his back in the thick snow.

Before he could react that he had fallen, a pair of hands passed under his arms, ready to lift him up.

Lingzhi struggled, watching Xiaoxue's slightly fluttering New Year's Eve, and pushed Xiao Yan's hand away.

With a smile on his brows and lips, he lay on his back in the deep snow and looked at the sky, he licked his mouth and said with emotion: "It's so novel."

When he spends the winter in Wuqing Mountain, he only sleeps. Occasionally, when it snows, the snowflakes are not as big as those in Yandu City.

The thick snow was under my body, and I didn't feel much pain when I fell.

Xiao Yan was startled, followed Lingzhi's gaze and raised her head, seeing the broken snow falling from the sky, she stretched out her hand and waved it to prevent the snowflakes from falling on Lingzhi's face.

Lingzhi said softly, "It's okay."

Xiao Yan was silent.

He untied the fox cloak and covered Lingzhi.

Lingzhi thought Xiao Yan was annoying.

Xiao Yan said: "Beware of catching a cold, let's go back earlier."

Lingzhi got up slowly, didn't look at Xiao Yan, and continued walking without looking back.

Xiao Yan caught up and noticed that Lingzhi seemed a little unhappy.

He said hoarsely: "If you still want to watch the snow, then watch it, I won't rush you."

Lingzhi didn't pay any attention to what Ren Xiaoyan said.

Xiao Yan was silent, followed Lingzhi back to the inn where he was staying, watched him go upstairs, and then let out a sigh.

The author says:

thank you all!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: three golds, three golds, three catties, er rabbit. 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Dawn; 1 bottle of three gold, three gold and three catties;

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