[Drama Version of Sand Sea] Mountains and Seas

Chapter 29

It was windy, and after nightfall, a gust of wind blew outside from time to time, blowing sand all over the sky.

After the thrilling bug-catching incident, the inn was quiet, everyone was nestled in their own rooms, and no one stayed in the lobby.

The kerosene lamp hanging at the corner of the wooden stairs is occasionally shaken by the wind.

Li Cu and Marila sat at the dining table, the former scratched the table with a small dagger, the latter shrank his neck and put his hands in his hands, peeking at the young man next to him from time to time.

"Little boss, can I sleep in the same room as you tonight? I'll just sleep on the floor."

When Ma Rila thought of Li Cu saying that he had died here in his previous life, he panicked, and Galu, who was pretending to be stupid, was also frightening.He wanted to act first and kill Na Galu, but Li Cu said no, so he had to endure it.

Li Cu was noncommittal, with no expression on his face, and the half of his cheek with the backlight looked gloomy. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Go up and sleep on my bed."

"Then how can I do it, little boss, I..."

Marila was about to refuse, when the dagger in the young man's hand suddenly pointed at him.

"Do you still remember what I told you?" Li Cu tilted his head, with a strange smile on his lips, "Marila, you must listen to me."

"..." Ma Rhila's back felt cold, and finally stood up and walked to the side, "Yes, yes, I remember."

Li Cu withdrew his dagger and continued to swipe on the table, with a relaxed expression on his face, without the chill and sternness just now.

He has to admit that Wu Xie's technique of taming people is very practical, and Marila should be a good helper.

——You must listen to me.

This is what Wu Xie used to brainwash him. In his previous life, he was indeed brainwashed very successfully by him.

"What are you thinking, you look stupid."

A big hand suddenly fell from the top of his head, and the owner of the palm rubbed his hair by the way.

Li Cu enlarged the silly smile on his face, looked at Wu Xie who just came back from the outside with a pair of bright eyes, and grinned, "You're back."

"Didn't I tell you to go back to your room to sleep first, and wait for me here alone."

Wu Xie sat down beside him and poured a cup of still warm milk tea.

Li Cuo seemed to have thought of something, raised his hand to stroke his hair randomly, pouted his mouth and hummed: "Wu Xie, did you go to pee just now, did you wash your hands?"

Wu Xie squeezed the cup, looked at him with her chin tilted, and a half-smile appeared on her face again, looking a little out of breath.

"So dirty!"

Li Cu also raised his chin, blinked his eyes, his face was full of arrogance.

Wu Xiebie smiled at first, and then said softly: "You performed well this time, and you are more and more like me back then."

Li Cu thought to himself that you were obviously stupid and naive back then, and every time you went to the ground, you were protected by someone, unlike him. Later, when dealing with the Wang family, you suffered all kinds of pain, and no one came to protect him.

I complained in my heart, but I had to laugh with him on the face, and asked him in a coquettish tone: "When can we go back?"

Wu Xie's eyelids were half closed, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and after a while, he replied in a deep voice: "When you find Gutongjing, you can go back after finishing your business."

"Then if we haven't found it in ten years, will we stay here for ten years?"

Ten years is a sensitive number. Li Cuo understands what kind of memories and emotions are behind these two words. He said it now because he wanted to see how Wu Xie would react and how deep his feelings for that person were. degree.

Sure enough, Wu Xie's face immediately changed. When he looked up at Li Cu, there was an unconcealable coldness in his deep eyes. He fixedly looked at him, and nodded firmly and unquestionably after a long time: "Yes."

Li Cu accidentally scratched his finger with the small dagger, and the fresh smell of blood suddenly radiated into the air.

Wu Xie's sense of smell has long since failed, he can't smell the bloody smell in the air, and Li Cu didn't want him to know, so he curled up his fingers silently, then turned his head like a sigh, and muttered: "Oh...what a bad luck , My great youth was wasted on you, an old bastard, perverted kidnapper."

"..."

Wu Xie looked at the young man in front of him, with a childish face and a skeleton that hadn't fully grown. Because there was often no one to take care of him, he had a thin body due to irregular diet and rest.

Yes, the young man was right. Seventeen or eighteen years old is the best youth, even if his parents don’t care about his studies, he will live a peaceful and stable life with the company of teachers, classmates and friends.But now, he was forced to get involved in the treacherous situation. Up to now, it is impossible to withdraw and go back to the life of ordinary people.

Seventeen people all failed.

Wu Xie didn't know if Li Cu would become No.18, but he hoped more than ever that he would not become No.18.

"Li Cu."

"Why?"

Hearing his cry, the pouting young man immediately turned his head. On his delicate face, there were two big black and white eyes, like crystal and obsidian, crystal clear and sparkling.The eyelashes are not very long, but they are longer than ordinary people's. They grow on the eyelids obediently, leaving two shadows under the eyes when the eyes are closed.

Wu Xie thought of the young man standing above him with tears in his eyes after pulling out the worms during the day. At that moment, his mind went blank, and he unconsciously wanted to do something, so he said to him, "Come here."

If Li Cu had really come over, what would he do?

Wu Xie believes that at least for now, he should not think deeply about this matter.

So he stood up, "It's time to go back to bed."

Li Cu stared at his back, sat for an extra minute before getting up, casually glanced at the blood on his hand, ignored the wound that was still dripping with blood, put away the small dagger that Wu Xie had given him, and slowly Step up to follow.

After going up, Wu Xie was taken aback when he saw Ma Rila lying on Li Cu's bed.

"What are you doing here?"

Ma Rila squeezed the quilt, carefully glanced at Li Cuo who was standing behind Wu Xie, and then said pitifully: "I..."

"It was I who asked him to come and sleep. I was afraid that if he ran off by himself, then we would have no guide."

Li Cu took the words naturally, and found the most suitable reason for Ma Rila.

Hearing this, Wu Xie looked back at Li Cu, without saying anything, stepped into the room, and sat on his bed with his waist supported.

Li Cu closed the door and sat down at the table in the room.

Wang Meng was shot in the arm and fell asleep early after treating the wound.

Marira looked at Li Cu and then at Wu Xie, seeing that the latter had a bad expression on his face, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and pretended that he didn't exist.

Wu Xie took off his outer robe and shirt, and sat on the edge of the bed wearing only a white vest. He pulled up the vest and checked the wound on his lower waist. The gauze was clean and there was no bleeding.

"Are you OK?"

The young man's concerned words came over, Wu Xie covered his wound, but without making a sound, he raised one foot, trying to put it on his knee so that he could take off his shoe easily.

"Don't move around, what if the wound is opened!"

A figure rushed in front of him quickly, and the other party knelt down, put his raised feet back on the ground, and then helped him take off his two shoes without saying a word.

"There are a lot of old people who are still frizzy and don't know how to take care of themselves..."

Wu Xie looked down at the young man putting his shoes on while he was muttering. He couldn't tell what he felt. He was a little happy and uncomfortable, and finally said dryly: "I read in the information that you don't treat your father very well. Filial piety. Why, you are sensible after a long trip, and now take care of me like your father?"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the leg.

"Shame on you, who will take you as a father! Will I want to fuck my father's ass!"

Li Cu stood up and stared at Wu Xie viciously.

Wu Xie blurted out: "Then you are in love with me, Stockholm?"

"..." Li Cu seemed to be frightened by his words, and remained silent for a long time, staring at him blankly with a pair of round eyes.

Two big men, you look at me and I look at you, it is inexplicably awkward to look at each other for more than a few seconds.

In the end, it was Li Cu who looked away first, and cursed: "You must be sick, I'm right! Old bastard, you're so perverted, crazy! Shut up, I'll go to the next door..."

"You are not allowed to sleep next door." Wu Xie interrupted him, "Bring the quilt over and put it on the floor."

Li Cu turned his head and gave him a sideways glance, pouted and left the room, and returned after a while with two quilts in his arms.

Moved the table to the corner, threw the quilt on the floor, made the bed casually, and went up to it. His eyes turned, and seeing Wu Xie lying on the bed looking at him, he was a little nervous, so he turned over and blew out the candle.

"I'm asleep, I'm on my way tomorrow."

The darkness instantly covered, and Li Cu breathed a sigh of relief, not worrying about revealing any strange emotions.

There was a sound of "rusting" coming from Wu Xie's direction, and soon, the room was completely quiet, except for the sound of breathing one after another, there was no other movement.

Li Cu closed his eyes and let his breathing become peaceful and long, as if he was slowly falling asleep.

After waiting for about an hour, he opened his eyes, got up lightly, leaned on the starlight leaking in from the window, and touched Wu Xie's bedside.

The room was pitch black, and he couldn't see clearly, but Li Cu didn't want to see anything clearly, he just wanted to get closer to Wu Xie, closer...

He sat down by the bed, curled up his body for a long time, rolled himself up, leaned his head lightly on the edge of the bed, paused, raised his hand and groped to grab Wu Xie's hand.

"Li Cu."

Wu Xie's deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, Li Cu froze all over, and wanted to withdraw his hand that had touched the bedding in panic for a moment, but was grabbed by another generous and strong hand.

Li Cu turned his head to look in the direction of the head of the bed. In fact, he really couldn't see anything clearly under this kind of light. He only saw a mass of dark shadows, and he couldn't even see the outline of Wu Xie clearly.

Wu Xie also couldn't see Li Cu clearly, his eyesight was not as good as black glasses, the darker he was, the better he could see.But he didn't need to look, just by guessing, he could guess that the young man beside the bed must be full of panic at the moment, his thin white cheeks must be flushed red, maybe even the roots of his ears are red.

"I... I'm just afraid... I'm afraid you're dead..."

After a moment of stalemate, the young man's nasal voice came out, and the hand he held was also icy cold.

"Although you are sick and the perverted bastard who kidnapped me, I still don't want you to die. If you really die, who will take me out of the desert? And Sister Nan, those people are murderers, If you die, it might be even worse if I fall into their hands. Wu Xie, you said you would take me back, you can't die, I..."

"Li Cu." Wu Xie called the young man's name again, his voice was gentle and pampering, he took his hand, moved his body back to make room for a small space, "come up Go to sleep, this tight bed can still sleep two people."

"..."

Li Cu was silent, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest, he clenched his hand that was scratched by the dagger, and his nails pierced the wound vigorously, letting the pain order him to keep calm.

Then, he took off his shoes, climbed onto Wu Xie's bed in a red robe, and lay down on the spot he had vacated.

The warm quilt covered him the moment he lay down, and he could smell a faint smell of tobacco, which was the smell of Wu Xie.

"Can I hold your hand?"

Li Tu muffled his voice, and his tone sounded a little pleading.

Wu Xie thought that luckily the left waist was injured, and sleeping on the right side would not press the wound.

He turned sideways, wrapped one hand around the young man beside him, stroked the back of his head soothingly, then slid down his back, and fell to his waist without moving.

"Xiao Tu, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Li Cu moved his head, approaching Wu Xie's chest, listening to his heartbeat, he smiled.

Deliberately uncovering the quilt and freezing his hands like popsicles, knowing that his vigilance is higher than others, and he will wake up if he moves casually, but he still touches the quilt to hold his hand...

All his actions tonight were intentional, even more deliberate.

Wu Xie, guess what, am I afraid?

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