refuse to be a teacher

Chapter 143

In fact, all the way to the end, many things in the past years are like a distorted short dream.

Yan Jue is the man in the dream.

Later, they were all dreamers.

That night, because Xue Lan was holding Yan Hao in her arms, it was as if she was holding a piece of dry wood.

Yan Jue didn't speak or sleep, he narrowed his eyes, and the two of them cuddled up next to the charcoal basin, Xue Lanyin kept coaxing him in a low voice.

Later, when it was more than half of the daylight, Yan Jue was finally willing to sleep, but his whole body was burning hot, and he gradually became less awake.

Xue Lanyin leaned into his ear and said, "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Yan Jue's eyes were clouded, and his consciousness was shattered.After a while, I nodded, and then shook it vigorously.

He didn't have too many emotions on his face, but because Xue Lan could understand, he also understood clearly in his heart.

"Master, Master also said before that life is alive, gathering and parting are impermanent, life and death are all normal..." He said, "Someone is born, it means that someone will leave, nothing can be eternal of."

"Master, you have done too many stupid things in your life, all for the sake of staying." Xue Lan stretched out her hands to hold Yan Jue's hot side cheeks, and said word by word, "But when a person lives to the age, After all, he is not a god, he should go...he will always go."

"Forcing to stay won't help, Master."

After speaking, he opened his arms again and hugged him.Yan Jue was nestled in front of his chest, his eyes had turned into a hazy darkness, only a tiny spark above the charcoal basin was bright at that time, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth.

"You will go too." Yan Jue said suddenly.

Xue Lan was stunned for a while, but quickly realized: "No." He lowered his eyelashes, fixedly stared at Yan Hao and said, "... As I said, it will always be here."

Yan Jue raised his eyes silently.After about a long time, he supported the wall and sat up straight, and moved slightly closer to Xue Lanyin.Xue Lanyin immediately lowered her head docilely, feeling Yan Jue's slender and powerful fingers passing through his temples, and silently clasping the back of his head.Then, she raised her head and held his thin lips.

This is the second time Yan Jue took the initiative to ask him for a kiss.The first time was because of Xue Lanyin's drunkenness, the two couldn't help themselves, but now because of their low mood, they couldn't find an outlet for venting.

The skin on Yan Jue's face was hot, but his soft and thin lips were cold.He stretched out his hand and twisted Xue Lanyin's jaw, and stuck the wet tip of his tongue into his mouth, all the way down, almost touching his throat.

Xue Lan let him come, and even let him do what he wanted.

So Yan Jue used all his strength to go up to kiss him, and when the kiss got to the end, he caught fire, so he simply stuck in and bit him fiercely.But his little strength is indeed insignificant, and to Xue Lanyin, it is not a big threat at all.

The two tossed until the end, but it was Xue Lan who pressed Yan Jue back against the wall, sucking kisses from his forehead to the side of his neck.During this period, Yan Jue was panting in pain, but he refused to make a sound no matter what.

No struggle or resistance, still like a piece of wood, and it is the kind that is stuffy and overcooked.

Xue Lan stared at him for a while, then suddenly pushed Yan Jue down, and pulled the quilt to cover his head——

The couple snorted and hid inside, not knowing what they were doing. Anyway, after a while, Yan Jue started to writhe around, and said to Xue Lanyin in a muffled voice, "Stop...stop, okay, okay..."

Xue Lan stopped in response to the sound, and then asked him, "Are you okay?"

Yan Jue didn't say anything, just closed his eyes, curled up in the quilt, letting his chest heaving and falling.

Xue Lan tucked the quilt up for him: "Rest well, don't think about it, you know?"

Yan Jue didn't nod, didn't shake his head, just said flatly: "...um."

Xue Lanyin reached out and touched his forehead again.Finally, with a long sigh, he said, "It's so hot...I'll go out and find a doctor for you."

Just as he was talking about getting up to open the door, Yan Jue leaned over and tugged at him: "No, it's just the wind and cold, why are you so pretentious?"

"Then I'll get you something to eat." Xue Lanyin helped him lie back by the fire, then glanced at Cheng Bi who was unconscious on the bed, and said, "And this kid, he must have been frozen too. Warm him up with some hot water."

Yan Jue was about to say something, but Xue Lanyin had already stuffed his whole body into the quilt, and immediately wrapped him tightly and airtight.

Xue Lanyin said: "Sleep for a while, don't move around, I will be back after half a stick of incense."

The two looked at each other for a while, Xue Lanyin gently rubbed his head, after a while, finally pushed open the door, got up and walked out alone.

At that time, most of the snow outside had stopped, and the stone road in front of the inn was covered with a thin layer of soft ice.It is precisely because of the cold and remote location that there are almost no pedestrians coming and going - even if there are, most of them just drive past in a carriage.

The upstairs and downstairs of the inn are all quiet and empty.It was just past morning, and from the pillow, one person bent down and lay on the inner wall of the wooden fence between the buildings, propping up his elbows, silently in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking silently.

Xue Lan walked over and called him.Immediately reacting from the pillow, he turned around and asked, "Is Mr. Yan feeling better?"

Xue Lan shook his head and said, "I'm confused, and I haven't retreated."

Cong Zhen said: "Aren't you going to hire a doctor?"

"In such a heavy snow day, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you." Xue Lan said, "Besides, even if I get invited, no one knows whether it can be cured or not."

"That's right, in the wilderness, there are no doctors at all." Cong Zhen said, "Then what is Brother Lan Yin going to do?"

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows, and said helplessly, "There are two sick people in the room, so I have to get some food to warm their stomachs."

Cong Zhen nodded knowingly: "...I will go with you."

So the two walked down the stairs side by side.In the early morning, there was no one inside and outside the inn, and the ground was covered with snow that had accumulated overnight. Even when the sun came out, no one came out to clean it.

The place where they are now is not too far from the town of Guli, but it can't be said how close—at least, they are stuck in a relatively safe area around the edge, and the people on Wen Pianhong's side may have to slow down , to find this place.

Probably because of the remoteness of the area, the business of the inn is deserted, and the shopkeepers and bosses all have a sense of laissez-faire and laziness.Xue Lan went around in a big circle because of the general situation, but couldn't find any fresh and hot food, so she simply stepped through the gate and walked out of the inn.

In the dry and cold season of the winter solstice at the end of recent years, places with many people have already become noisy, while places with few people are like the sky full of snow, and every corner is gradually condensing into ice.

There are almost no people on the street, let alone a doctor or a decent medical clinic.As Xue Lan walked and looked down, she felt cold from arms to legs, and the cold and gloomy atmosphere probably made people unable to lift their spirits.

"Is it so deserted outside of Guli Town?" Xue Lanyin asked casually, "...it shouldn't be, shouldn't it be lively at this time?"

Looking sideways at the sky from the pillow.After a while, I turned around and said to him: "Of course it's deserted here...but the town is very lively. Everyone who should come has come, or they are planning to come again after the year - there is no shortage of people after all, and now is just the beginning .”

What he said was reasonable, but from Xue Lanyin's ears, there was always something wrong.

For a while, she couldn't tell where she couldn't turn the corner, Xue Lan couldn't ask him further because it was inconvenient, so she just seemed to be teasing, and said indifferently: "Brother, I understand these things quite clearly."

From the pillow smiled, only a modest nod instead of an answer.

Later, he raised his head and looked at a phantom in the sky, then remembered something, and said to Xue Lanyin: "...Speaking of which, there is still no news about Senior Yi. Brother Lanyin, don't you want to inquire?"

Xue Lanyin turned her head and thought - it is indeed so.Yi Shangxian has completely disappeared since the fire, and perhaps the situation got worse, enough to speculate that like Qin Huan, his seven souls and six souls were all shattered, and there is no possibility of resurrection in the future.

It's just that Xue Lan doesn't want to think so, not to mention how Cheng Bi will react when he wakes up - although Yan Jue and Yi Shangxian have always had a bad relationship, in the end, this twisted friendship between the same family has twists and turns. After all, it didn't go anywhere.

"The current situation is chaotic, and you will not be safe wherever you go... Recklessness is death, how can I find news about Master?" Xue Lanyin shook his head and said, "Until Master recovers from his illness, I can't cause any more trouble. "

"Then you plan to..."

"Listen to the master. Whatever he says, I will do."

Xue Lan has learned well now, as long as Yan Jue doesn't speak, he would rather shrink back and be a rabbit, but as long as Yan Jue is willing, he can do whatever he wants.

Hearing this from the pillow, he just laughed and didn't say much.The atmosphere between the two was a bit subtle, but it was not the usual embarrassment. Xue Lan was looking at him out of the corner of his eye—and he seemed to be looking back, but also seemed to be looking at some other place. His eyes were erratic, but The kind of erratic focus.

Afterwards they began to talk at random, and they only talked about unimportant things.

Because Xue Lan was too lazy to ponder his thoughts, she took a long turn around the corner of the street that day, and finally brought some warm cotton clothes for that poor boy Cheng Bi, and then thought that her daughter-in-law was probably still hungry. , and went back with a bowl of freshly cooked wontons.

After a period of time, the door was pushed open for a while, Yan Yao was not asleep, and was wearing loose clothes, sitting alone by the window sill in a daze.

At that time, Cheng Bi was still lying on the bed in a daze, and it seemed that he was really cold. Even after being roasted by the charcoal fire for a long time, his face was still ashen-pale.

Xue Lan walked over with light steps, and asked Yan Hua: "...has he woke up?"

Yan Jue was stunned for a moment, quickly reacted, and said calmly: "I didn't wake up... I just took his pulse, and I'm afraid the excessive cold may hurt his internal organs, and he won't be able to recover in a short time."

Xue Lanyin bent down and reached out to hold his wrist: "What about you? You should be fine."

"I am fine."

Yan Jue responded briefly.After a while, seeing that Xue Lan was still looking down at him because he was motionless, he felt a little funny, and at the same time felt a little bitter in his heart: "...I'm fine, what's your expression?"

Xue Lan frowned and said, "Don't lie to me."

Yan Jue said as if nothing had happened: "When have I ever lied to you? It's you yourself, don't rely on your limbs to be healthy, and play tricks all day long."

"What crooked thoughts do I have?...I only move your crooked thoughts all day long."

Xue Lan squeezed sideways to Yan Jue and sat down, took advantage of the opportunity and handed the bowl of wontons emitting white smoke to his mouth, and said in a warm voice: "...No more arguing, come and eat."

Yan Jue stared at him for a while, not sure if the hot wonton soup was too hot or what, the misty mist in front of him was faintly rising, so his dark eyes were slightly moist, as if they were silently dancing. of light.

He just looked at Xue Lanyin in silence.Not long after, he smiled self-deprecatingly, reached out to take the bowl of wontons, and slowly curled his fingers to hold the small porcelain spoon on the mouth of the bowl.