Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

Chapter 16

This cold winter seems to be extraordinarily long, with endless snowy scenery and unstoppable cold wind, that was the weather that Zhao Buxiu was most afraid of.Every year in the winter, he would suffer from a serious illness, lingering on the sick bed and taking medicine every day, he was like a caged bird that was about to die.But now his body can be controlled by himself, Zhao Buxiu would occasionally think that it would be good if he could really sneak around for a lifetime and no one would find out.

He didn't want to run away, let alone leave Zhao Zhifeng.The man he had admired since he was a teenager was his admiration and longing, the only purpose of his trip, and also the pillar for him to live on for the rest of his life.

It was Zhao Zhifeng who was by his side when he was in pain due to illness, his brother's hand gently stroked his back, and said his nickname to coax him to sleep.Day after day, he lived an extra day, and the pain was just one day. He was extremely fragile, and his heart was burdened by shackles.But now, although he hides a secret that cannot be tolerated in the world, Zhao Buxiu always thinks about luck.

"I... I don't want to go."

Zhao Buxiu pushed Xie Chenjian's hand away, the water in the cold pool was not deep, he stepped on the stone with both feet, and took two steps back.Zhao Buxi lowered his head and wiped off the water on his face. He said in a low voice, "I thought if I could be more careful and not be discovered, then I... I can live like before."

Zhao Buxi lowered his head, his eyes were covered with water droplets from the tips of his hair, and he rubbed the corners of his eyes, but he didn't see the disappointment in the swordsman's eyes.

Xie Chenjian has been practicing swords since he was a child. In his life, nothing but swords are swords. He doesn't know what feelings are, and he doesn't need them.But since taking Zhao Buxiu's business, his emotions seem to be no longer under his control.His eyes and every decision followed Zhao Buxi, he felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do.

The swordsman thought of the moonlight that night, and thought of Zhao Buxi being under that man.The moonlight was bright, and Zhao Buxi became the spark that drew out the desire in his heart. His heart was burning with jealousy, and the pinch of fire seemed to burn him out. He became an embarrassing and despicable voyeur.

There was only the sound of waterfalls all around, and the water was still splashing. Zhao Buxiu glanced at the silent Xie Chenjian, and lightly touched Xie Chenjian's arm with his hand. He said, "Let's go up."

Xie Chenjian looked at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, and a few light jumps had landed on the shore.He was completely naked, and fine drops of water flowed down the texture of his skin. Zhao Buxi didn't dare to take a second look, and turned his back to hear the sound of the swordsman dressing.

The swordsman was dry, but Zhao Buxi was wet like a dog in water. He lifted his wet hair and shook it twice, looking a little upset.He sneaked out because he was afraid that his brother would ask him when he went back. The swordsman tilted his head and looked at him, beckoning to him, "I'll dry it with internal force for you."

"That's okay too?"

Zhao Buxiu's eyes lit up, Xie Chenjian pursed his lips slightly, and hugged Zhao Buxiu, who was approaching proactively, into his arms.

Heat radiated from the icy body, steaming, Zhao Buxing's face was pressed against the swordsman's chest, and a familiar smell filled the tip of his nose.Like the aquatic plants in the river during the rainy season, it naturally wears away everything in the world and loses its breath.

Zhao Buxi suddenly felt very sad. He felt the emotions of the swordsman, as if he saw a sunken boat disappearing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The clothes on his body were dry, and before Xie Chenjian let him go, Zhao Buxi said in a muffled voice, "Are you leaving?"

Xie Chenjian raised his hand and stroked the back of his head lightly, and he whispered, "I'll be there wherever you go."

The wind whistled past his ears, and a long spear pierced fiercely into the tree behind Xie Chenjian. Zhao Buxi only heard a loud bang. Pressing into Xie Chenjian's arms, the breath of rain became stronger and stronger.He exclaimed, and the next moment he heard Zhao Zhifeng's voice, full of hostility and gloomyness.

"Xiao Pan, come here."

Like a thunder, Zhao Buxiu was startled. It was the first time he heard his brother's tone. He struggled lightly, but his shoulders were locked by Xie Chenjian.The swordsman lowered his head and leaned into his ear, and with the voice of only the two of them, he said: "Have you really decided?"

Zhao Buxi seemed to know what the swordsman was worried about. He took Xie Chenjian's hand and said in a low voice, "He won't hurt me."

His elder brother is his only relative in this world. They are connected by blood and heart, love and family affection are in each other's eyes.Zhao Zhifeng loves him, these five words are enough.

Xie Chenjian let go of his hand, and Zhao Buxiu ran towards Zhao Zhifeng with a smile on his face.Zhao Zhifeng frowned, and he clenched Zhao Buxiu's hand, "Why did you sneak out again? This area is very dangerous."

"It will be fine, Xie Chenjian is very powerful, he will protect me."

Zhao Zhifeng frowned, wrapped Zhao Buxi in his arms, and looked at Xie Chenjian, "The swordsmen in Wuta Villa only value profit, why should they continue to stay?"

Xie Chenjian didn't change his face, he said: "One case is settled and there is another case. I owe Mr. Zhao my life."

Zhao Buxiu was taken aback for a moment, and then received Zhao Zhifeng's doubtful look, Zhao Buxiu looked at Xie Chenjian in a daze, and heard Xie Chenjian say: "This is no longer a business."

When he entered the water that day, Zhao Buxi only remembered that it was Xie Chenjian who fought to protect him, and the blood of the swordsman spread throughout the river, staining the whole river red.Xie Chenjian lied for him, Zhao Buxiu's heart tightened and his cheeks became hot.

Zhao Zhifeng left with Zhao Buxiu, Xie Chenjian stood where he was, and he didn't step forward.He closed his eyes, his lips did not move, he just called softly in his heart, Zhao Buxiu.

Zhao Buxiu, who was walking beside his brother, stopped in his footsteps. Xie Chenjian stared at his change without blinking, with a smile on his lips. He called Zhao Buxiu's name in his heart, and the young master heard it too.

If Zhao Zhifeng and Zhao Buxiu are connected by blood and cannot be separated, then what about him and Zhao Buxiu?The plague infection made them different. They were no longer human beings or irrational corpses.

Zhao Buxi can hear the voice in his heart, no matter how far away they are, they can communicate with each other and know what each other thinks.

The swordsman called Zhao Buxiu's name in his heart, and the young man turned from surprise to surprise, secretly suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, followed behind Zhao Zhifeng, and silently read the swordsman's name in his heart.

Xie Chenjian?It's you?are you talking

it's me.

Those two words were not in his ears but in his heart. Zhao Buxiu seemed to have obtained a new continent, his eyebrows couldn't hide his excitement, and he chatted a lot with the swordsman in his heart.

Zhao Zhifeng brought Zhao Buxi back to the courtyard, he was unhappy, but seeing Zhao Buxi's dazed appearance, he couldn't get angry.His silly brother never paid attention to extra people, which was why he was able to go out with peace of mind all the time, but this time, that little swordsman made him worry.

He didn't know what happened to Zhao Buxi and the swordsman these days, there seemed to be something invisible between them.Zhao Zhifeng couldn't tell what it was, but it made him feel threatened.

In the next few days, he began to pay attention to Xie Chenjian.Lin Qiyu saw that Zhao Zhifeng looked at Xie Chenjian from time to time, so he quietly teased Zhao Zhifeng whether he had taken a fancy to the swordsman, and was severely beaten by Zhao Zhifeng when he said this.

On the way back, Zhao Zhifeng tightly circled Zhao Buxiu, not letting him go far.The swordsman didn't seem to care, and followed at the end, far away from them.

Zhao Zhifeng observed the road ahead, and when he looked back, he happened to see the smile on Zhao Buxiu's face. He was taken aback, "What is Xiaopan laughing at?"

The smile on Zhao Buxi's eyes was too late to take back, he just shook his head and pursed his lips slightly, "It's nothing."

When the swordsman walking behind saw this scene, his eyebrows were raised slightly, as if he was very satisfied, and a smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

All the way home, they encountered dead bodies three or four times on the way, and everyone worked together to fight all the way. After half a month, they finally returned to the imperial city.

Outside the city gate, Zhao Zhifeng reported to the house, but the city gate was tightly closed, Zhao Zhifeng frowned, raised his hand and threw his spear hard into the wall.Someone shouted on the city wall, and then the city gate opened a small gap, Lin Qiyu stepped forward to negotiate, and after a while, he rushed back filled with righteous indignation.

Zhao Buxi had a vague bad feeling in his heart, so he heard him say: "They know who we are and won't let us in, saying that they are afraid that we will be infected by the plague."

"Then what?" Zhao Zhifeng's voice was low.

Lin Qiyu glanced at Zhao Buxiu, then retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "The guards called the imperial physician to make sure we are safe before letting us in."

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As I write this, I feel that I should not be cheated.

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