【Xie Chen】Live like this

Xie Yi and Shen Ye returned to the wooden house, told Twelve about the rebirth of the heart demon Li Ying, and asked him if he knew the whereabouts of Shenjian Zhaoming. , although there is no definite news, but the main thing is that he has spent most of his life in the poisonous desert, so maybe he can go and have a look.

The three of them planned to go to the poison the next day, but Shen Ye fell ill that night.

He had a high fever, his forehead and palms were burning hot, he curled up in the quilt unconsciously and shivered slightly, his chapped and white lips coughed hoarsely from time to time.

This time, it wasn't the kind of high fever that came and went quickly caused by the burning of the blood, but a real cold and sickness.

Shen Ye had only lost a lot of blood a few days ago, and his body has not yet recovered. When he came to Longbing Island this time, he was first drenched half wet by the cold waves of the twelfth lunar month, and then he was greatly stimulated by the demise of the Lieshan tribe. I can't take it anymore.

Shen Ye's body was scorching hot, but he himself felt unbearably cold, every inch of his skin felt like being pricked by needles, the pain was endless, no matter how he lay down, it was uncomfortable, he wanted to turn over, but his limbs were stiff and cold I have to be disobedient.

Unable to fall asleep and unable to wake up, Shen Ye heard the sound of his teeth chattering, Xie Yi's hand covering his forehead, bringing a comfortable but ineffective coolness, he was talking to Twelve in a low voice, both of them had A sense of urgent urgency, but the content can't be heard clearly, or it can be heard clearly, but the chaotic mind can't understand it.

The head resting on the pillow was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and it hurt like hell when he moved even a little bit. Shen Ye had experienced the burning of divine blood several times, but this was the first time he experienced such a high fever that seemed to boil his brain.

With only his consciousness barely staying awake, Shen Ye felt Xie Yi's arms wrap around his shoulders and knees, his body's center of gravity rose, and he was firmly hugged, as if he had walked a short distance and brought him to another place. Somewhere, during this time he heard the dreamlike sound of the sea tide that was near and far away.

The clenched teeth were squeezed open, warm water mixed with bitter things came in, Shen Ye had a sore throat, subconsciously refused to swallow, but his lips were sealed gently and irresistibly, he resisted for a while angrily, Xie Yi Kissing him without moving, with surprisingly good patience, he finally lost the battle and swallowed the bitter thing that was hard to swallow.

Then the consciousness was suddenly dragged into a deep blank, like an overloaded electrical appliance being cut off in an instant.

When he was about to wake up, Shen Ye had a short dream. Before the dream ended, his eyes opened naturally as if he had received some kind of omen.

The first thing you see is a dark room. The gray light from the eaves lights penetrates through the old curtains, diluting the night in the house into a dark blue that is close to the deep sea.It’s not the old and simple wooden house in Longbing Island. Although the ceiling and the dome light inlaid in the middle are simple, they are undoubtedly the product of modern civilization.

His body was still weak, but the heat had subsided. Shen Ye hugged the quilt and slowly sat up, looking at the small room in front of him.

There is nothing on the four walls, and there are no decorative displays. Two single beds, a bedside table, a writing desk and a wooden hanger are all the furnishings. Every piece of furniture abandons aesthetic value and only Serving the sole purpose of utility.

Fortunately, everything was clean, the bedding and pillowcases were not brand new but they were spotlessly clean and smelled sharply of laundry detergent.

The old-fashioned spherical door lock turned a circle, and the lock cylinder made a slight friction sound. Shen Ye turned his gaze, and Xie Yi came in with a bowl of steaming things. Seeing him wake up, he pressed the switch of the wall lamp , looked at his face under the dim light, and finally smiled slightly as if he was relieved.

"The porridge just cooked, just drink it while it's hot."

Xie Yi came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, handed the porridge bowl to Shen Ye, took a thick coat, shook it off, and put it on his back.

Shen Ye held the bowl steadily, and stirred it half a circle while pinching the handle of the slender spoon with one hand.Ordinary white rice porridge is thick, sticky and slippery, with normal color and no peculiar smell. It has a sweet rice fragrance that makes people feel warm.

"Please ask the big sister at the front desk to cook it." Xie Yi added in time when he saw that he hadn't moved the spoon.

Then Shen Ye resolutely brought a spoonful of hot porridge to his mouth, Xie Yi was a little hurt seeing it.

Shen Ye drank the porridge in silence, Xie Yi tore a pack of tissues in his hand, sat aside and looked at him, and told him the situation in a hurry: "A Ye, you had a high fever in the middle of the night when you were in Longbingyu. We came in a hurry, we really couldn’t delay, we used the teleportation array on the island to go to the town across the sea, went to the pharmacy to buy antipyretics, and then temporarily stayed in this hotel, you slept for a whole day after taking the medicine.”

Shen Ye swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, put the empty bowl on the bedside table, took a tissue from Xie Yi's hand to wipe off the rice soup on his lips, and asked briefly, "Where is Twelve?"

"Twelve is in the next room."

Shen Ye nodded, and glanced at Xie Yi's face, Xie Yi had a smear of gray under his eyes, and there was also a look of exhaustion that couldn't be concealed between his brows and eyes.

Shen Ye moved to the place next to the wall, stretched out his hand to pat the empty space beside him, and said to Xie Yi, "Come up."

Xie Yi looked at him in surprise, didn't speak for a while, and then his cheeks turned red, and he struggled and said: "A Ye, your fever is gone..."

Shen Ye instantly understood what messed things were going on in his mind, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and said mockingly: "If you are too hot, go to sleep in another bed and cover yourself with the quilt."

Xie Yi was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, but he didn't feel embarrassed, instead, he quickly took off his shoes, socks and jacket, got into the warm quilt covered by Shen Ye's body temperature, and turned his face Stick it on the pillow, and sigh comfortably: "It's so warm."

Shen Ye pulled up the quilt a little, and tucked his neck and back for him.

Xie Yi took care of Shen Ye non-stop, and he was really sleepy right now. As soon as he lay down, he felt drowsy. He half-closed his eyes and yawned lightly. Pulling down the wrist: "A Ye, aren't you going to sleep?"

Shen Ye shook her head: "I just woke up, I'll sit for a while."

Xie Yi closed his eyes, and continued to drag him into the quilt: "Lie down, the quilt will be warmer, your fever has just subsided, don't catch a cold again."

Shen Ye had no choice but to take off the coat he was wearing and spread it on the quilt, and lay back down again. As soon as he lay down, Xie Yi immediately leaned over, put his arm across his waist, and leaned against his head, His breath softly brushed over his ears and the side of his neck, and he flicked a few strands of hair to tickle his skin.

The biggest change in the short term after Xie Yi regained his memory was that it was much stickier than before, as if glue had been applied to his body, and he would stick it firmly whenever he got a chance.

Shen Ye raised one arm, rested the back of his hand on his forehead, looked at the ceiling and sighed with complicated emotions.

The indescribable intimacy and the cherished feeling of lost and found, he can fully understand.

After a while of silence, the night in the township was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the sound of the tide came, the long and deep sound of the waves, which implied some unpredictable regularity, as if it had not changed since ancient times.

Shen Ye opened his eyes and listened to the sound of the waves for a while, thinking that Xie Yi had fallen asleep. He felt uncomfortable lying on his back for too long, and wanted to change his sleeping position. As soon as his body moved, Xie Yi's hand around his waist tightened.

"Not asleep yet?" Shen Ye frowned and asked.

Xie Yi let out a "hmm", and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Did Ah Ye dream when he fell asleep?"

Shen Ye was startled, and asked back, "Did I talk in my sleep?"

Xie Yi closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, with a soft voice close to the critical point of sleep: "I didn't say anything, but my expression was very peaceful, as if I had a good dream."

Shen Ye stared at the ceiling lamp with no personality in the center of the ceiling, frowned and carefully recalled the content of the dream, then slowly relaxed his brows, smiled on the corner of his lips, and whispered: "It's a dream."

"What dream, tell me."

"It's bland and short, nothing serious about it."

Xie Yi kissed his earlobe, and his voice filled the eardrum with his soft breath, gently vibrating the membrane hidden inside, softly reaching his heart: "I want to hear it."

Shen Ye was silent for a while, and said helplessly, "Dreaming about the night of Christmas..."

Xie Yi's arms around Shen Ye's waist froze, and he pinched his fingers subconsciously. Shen Ye was scratched by him, so he couldn't help frowning, and he held his hand comfortingly, and continued slowly: "You guys The children caught up on stage to perform, and the young people were so noisy that they had to wait for the countdown to the early morning. The drum set made people's scalp tingle, and we slipped out of the backstage while no one was looking. , we walked out of the school gate, just in time for the last bus to go home."

There was no more words for a long time, the sound of the tide continued to rise and fall in the distance, Xie Yi waited for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "And then?"

"Then I woke up." Shen Ye said calmly, thought for a while and added: "When I went back, the snow seemed to be denser than before."

A truly peaceful Christmas Eve.A couple who catch the last train home on a snowy night, the most ordinary lovers in the world.

It's really too simple to be worth mentioning.

But it is also a dream worth yearning for.

Xie Yi suddenly felt sad, opened his eyes, turned Shen Ye's face and kissed him on the lips, and said with a nasal voice, "It will definitely snow this Christmas, and I won't be caught by the snow again." Those little bastards calculated, we lived at home."

Shen Ye looked into his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered and lowered to cover his pupils, he turned his head to stare at the nothingness on the ceiling, and gave a low "hmm".

When the breathing in the ear became regular and long, Shen Ye carefully moved Xie Yi's arm away, thought for a moment, gathered spiritual power in the palm of his hand, pressed gently on Xie Yi's forehead, and cast a spell that would make people fall asleep. Putting on his clothes, he got up, walked out of the room, and closed the door quietly.