refuse to be a teacher

Obviously not long ago, the two of them were still standing side by side like this, chatting and laughing, toasting and drinking, enjoying themselves happily.

But the days seem to have passed for a long, long time, so long that Yan Jue almost forgot what kind of feeling the happiness with sound was like.

He just immersed himself in eating a bowl of wontons sent by Xue Lanyin, which tasted like he was chewing hot and tasteless white wax in small bites.

Xue Lanyin asked him in a low voice: "...isn't it delicious?"

"No...where are you so picky."

When Yan Jue was halfway through eating, he suddenly stopped and asked him nonchalantly: "...Is it almost the winter solstice?"

"Huh?" Xue Lan was slightly taken aback, and quickly said again, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Yan Jue scooped up a spoonful of wontons and fed them to him. Xue Lan slurped Yan Jue's hand and ate it without thinking about it.After a while, I heard Yan Jue say beside me: "...I want to eat dumplings."

Xue Lan was stunned again, raised her eyes stupidly, and looked at him motionlessly.

——Actually, as a master, he rarely asks what he thinks... or what he wants.Most of the time, he hides his inner thoughts and is afraid to blurt them out.

But this time, he didn't hesitate much, not even as coy as before.So much so that Xue Lanyin had a very strange illusion-maybe Yan Jue was acting like a baby with him.

It's just...it doesn't look like it.

Xue Lanyin stared at him for a while.Not long after, he suddenly seemed to understand something, turned his head away, and smiled softly.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you." He reached out his hand, caressed Yan Bully's slightly hot cheek intentionally or unintentionally, and said softly, "Whatever you want to eat, I will satisfy you and feed you."

At that time, the snow outside the window had stopped, but it still failed to cover the scars caused by the sudden cold.

Xue Lan leaned over and held Yan Jue in his arms.The two master and apprentice sat next to each other for a while, Yan Jue felt a little cold, so he burrowed into his arms again, almost close to each other, without a single gap.

Xue Lan felt a little hot after touching Yan Jue's hand.After a while, I asked him, "Are you still feeling well?"

Yan Jue hummed lazily in his arms: "...how do you want me to be comfortable?"

There was another speechless stare at each other, Xue Lanyan swallowed silently, while Yan Juye looked at him with raised eyebrows arrogantly.

"You are sick, don't try to seduce me." Xue Lan pointed out a finger, and warned Yan Jue seriously, "Otherwise you will feel better..."

——This apprentice dog is getting more and more courageous, and he dares to talk to his master like this.

After thinking about it, Yan Jue was not at peace.He moved his lips for a long time, and was about to refute something, when suddenly there was a sharp turbulence from the bed behind him—a creak, and Cheng Bi woke up.

Yan Jue and Xue Lanyin sighed helplessly at the same time, and when they turned their heads again, the person on the bed was struggling left and right to get up.Xue Lan rushed up to hold his shoulder, and said sharply: "Don't move, you are injured!"

Cheng Bi really didn't move any more, but those clear and dark eyes were filled with a series of hideous bloodshot eyes.Because Xue Lan only looked down, she seemed a little frightened by him, and took a few steps back holding her breath: "You...what are you staring at? You just woke up, and you're going crazy again?"

Cheng Bi didn't speak, just opened his eyes wide, and huddled under the quilt in a daze and helplessness.His dry and cracked lips seemed to have been dragged out of an extremely cold ice cave. The lines were dry and clear, and there was even a faint layer of frost.

It was only later that Xue Lan discovered that it wasn't that he didn't speak, but that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Qin Huan's remnant soul suddenly shattered that day, followed by a chill and frightening innocence overflowing from the surrounding area - the impact force brought by that energy can really kill people.A young man with no foundational skills like Cheng Bi might be able to get out of the snow without paying attention.

He is still alive and intact, and lying here is considered a blessing that he barely cultivated in his previous life.

It's just that as far as he himself is concerned, he doesn't seem to know where the blessing lies.At that time, the whole person was bent over at the innermost corner of the wall, shaking violently and painfully uncontrollably.

"It's me...it's me who caused it." He repeated but persistently, "It's because of me..."

He only needs to close his eyes once inadvertently, and what is constantly playing back and looping in his mind is the long line of blizzards that day, and the continuous patches of sharp flames.

That was the only time since Changxingju was immersed in the dark night for several years, the sky was full of bright lights.But it was also the darkest and coldest day they had ever experienced invisibly.

"I did it." Cheng Bi tried his best to restrain his eyes from widening, and repeated in a low voice, "I did it..."

"Master...and Master Patriarch, they all...all..."

He couldn't go on, his lips were trembling uncontrollably.He was clearly awake, but he looked like a dead body, his senses were numb, but the pain was clearer and more real than anything else.

At that time, Xue Lan was motionless because she was staring at him in a daze.

For some reason, Xue Lanyin seemed to see the shadow of another person in Cheng Fang's broken expression full of remorse, haste, and even cowardice.

That person also bent down and said to Xue Lanyin in his humblest voice: "Please, listen to me this time."

Please, Erjin.

I beg you!I beg you!I beg you!

At that moment, Xue Lan felt as if her throat was being choked by life, and she even flinched back uncontrollably until her back pressed hard against the old and hard wall of the inn, making an inaudible muffled sound.

Cheng Bi's eyes were red.

He was crying, a painful whimper coming from his mouth intermittently.

At the moment when his tears flowed down his cheeks—Xue Lanyin suddenly collapsed, and even the existing expressions on his face disappeared without a trace.

"yes……"

He said: "It's because of you, it's all because of you."

"The ancestor died, and the uncle also died, all because you saved the beggar mother and child."

Cheng Bi's pupils shrank, but soon, he sank face down into the cold and damp cloth pillow beside the couch.Like running away from something, like trying to avoid something.

So Xue Lan walked over slowly, reached out and twisted half of Cheng Bi's head.

Yan Jue was startled for a moment, calling out again and again: "...Xue Xiaomao?!"

Xue Lan didn't listen.He seemed unable to listen to anything, and his mind was filled with the figure of Ji alone kneeling and begging for mercy repeatedly.

The man wanted to knock his high head into the dusty soil without hesitation.The current Cheng Bi is the same, timidly and cowardly, panting in pain and struggling frequently under Xue Lanyin's subordinates.

Xue Lan pinched him with open palms, as if she was pinching a white goose that was about to be slaughtered.For such a humble and fragile person, his facial features were gradually distorted and deformed at that time, but Xue Lanyin was reluctant to let go, and then increased the strength transmitted by the palm. Under the force, he could even hear the human bone begging for mercy clearly Abnormal noise.

Yan Jue was a little panicked, and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "What's the matter with you? Hey...Xue Xiaomao!"

"Stop now!"

Yan Jue stepped forward and grabbed Xue Lanyin's belt, almost using up all the strength left in his body, hugged him tightly, and pulled him away from Cheng Bi's side.

"...What are you crazy about?" Yan Jue took a step and stood between Xue Lanyin and Cheng Bi, breathing unsteadily, "Can you talk properly? Looking for a fight!"

Xue Lan leaned back slightly because of being pulled by Yan Jue once, and just now she recovered from the boundless hallucination, and when she stared at it again, Cheng Bi's face was twisted blue with his hands, and she was going to lie down desperately at this moment Back on the bed, unable to even say a word.

"Yes, I'm sorry... I was a little distracted and didn't pay much attention." Because Xue Lan was covered in cold sweat, just seeing Cheng Bi's downcast appearance, he felt that the shadow of his former brother overlapped with him invisibly.

It was such a sting.Dense, like needles.It is impossible to say that after his memory is restored, he has no awareness of the past.On the contrary, some things that are destined not to be forgotten surfaced after 16 years of precipitation, and the pain brought about by Xue Lan will be more weighty than Xue Lanyin.

Xue Lan was confused and confused for a long time because she stood still.But he really didn't have the courage to look at Cheng Bi again, and suddenly backed away for a certain distance, until he retreated to the door, and finally raised his head and bullied Yan: "Master... I, I want to stand outside for a while."

Yan Jue's eyebrows twitched: "Hey, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xue Lanyin felt as if a layer of oil had been applied to the soles of his feet, and there was a soft creak, and there was still a thin crack in the door, but the person had already run out without a trace.

"Xue Xiaomao?!"

"...this bastard."

Yan Jue called twice, but no one answered.In the end, he only cursed in a low voice, hesitated for a while, and seemed to want to chase him back.

However, after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he turned around and walked to the bed, looked at Cheng Bi awkwardly and said, "...Are you alright?"

Cheng Bi's hair was messed up, he was dying, and his eyes were dull - no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to be all right.

Yan Jue sat down and took a pulse for him. Fortunately, there was nothing serious about his body, but there was a pimple in his head for no reason, and he couldn't get over it anyway.

"Don't listen to him, I'll get him back later, and I'll make amends to you carefully."

Yan Jue turned his head and poured Pork Tang, handed it to Cheng Bi and said, "Take it to warm your hands, let's take care of your body first."

After saying that, he got up and put on a robe, and was about to go out to find Xue Lanyin, but Cheng Bi murmured behind him: "...It's my fault, he should be so angry... .”

"You don't have to think about it."

When Yan Jue just walked to the door, he turned around when he heard him say something so suddenly, and said calmly:

"He didn't mean to blame you, and he didn't mean anything else."

Cheng Bi was a little stunned, and after a while, he heard Yan Jue sigh again, as if he understood clearly: "He is just making trouble with himself, generally speaking, it has nothing to do with you."