After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Chapter 44

The raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water splashes on the flat and straight road. The palace, which was already awe-inspiring and quiet, became even more deserted in the drizzle. No one in sight.

Misty and rainy, between the high walls, there are two shadows overlapping one another.

No matter how slender Shen Mu was, he still had the weight of an adult man. Xiao Fan carried him on his back and walked in the rain with steady steps.

Even if the paper umbrella was kept on his head all the time, the clothes on the young man's shoulders would inevitably be wet by the rain. Shen Mu lowered his eyes to watch the drizzle fall obliquely on the dark black silk fabric, and then spread out little by little.

Holding the umbrella in one hand, he pressed his body closer to the young man's back, and moved the arms around Xiao Fan's neck sideways outwards, trying to make the rain less fall on the young man's shoulders.

Xiao Fan paused, thinking he was cold, so he asked, "Is it cold?"

Shaking his head and denying softly, it was somewhat embarrassing for Shen Mu to be remembered for the first time at such an age; he wanted to ask Xiao Fan several times, why he didn't call Bu Rian but pushed Jing Wen away, looked at the empty long street in front of him, and Feeling the enthusiasm from the young man, he still didn't ask in the end.

This kind of emotion mixed with shame and nostalgia is very subtle. Reason tells him that he should come down and walk by himself at this time, but there is still a voice in his heart, which keeps repeating "wait a while."

Before someone can react.

He leaned his head gently on the young man's back, and said truthfully, "It's the first time I asked someone to carry me on my back, and I was a little afraid of falling."

A low laugh rolled out of his throat, and Shen Mu could see Xiao Fan's eartips slowly turning red, and after a long time, a voice came, "...Then hold tight, so you won't fall."

"it is good."

Yi Yan hugged him a little tighter, Shen Mu was still wearing the coat that the young man forcibly put on him, the scent of aloes lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time, and an indescribable sense of stability emerged spontaneously.

Born with a mild temperament, he is used to facing all good or bad situations alone, and will try his best to protect the people he cares about around him. Like now, he suddenly has the idea of ​​wanting to rely on others, even if it is just for a moment, it is still life. first time.

But he had to admit that it felt really good.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be no longer in the palace, but just on a most ordinary rainy day. His lover didn't want his soles to get wet, so he insisted on carrying him back home all the way.

Seeing Ming Chenggong gradually appearing in the field of vision, Shen Mu patted Xiao Fan's back with some reluctance, signaling him to put himself down, saying that it's really not good to be seen by others.

"What's wrong."

Xiao Fan retorted without hesitation, and under the somewhat dissimilar eyes of the maids in front of the palace, insisted on carrying Shen Mu into the palace, and then put him down firmly.

The young man turned around and took off the rain-stained cloak for him. His eyes were heavy, and his eyes were filled with turbulent emotions. "I wish everyone would know that you are alone."

Different from Shen Mu's rationality and calmness, Xiao Fan's love is direct and passionate, at the beginning it is reckless and rampant, although it is young and often incoherent, it can always touch the softest part of the heart.

Being wrapped in such a hot and strong love, it is inevitable to indulge in it.

When the two returned to the hall, the first thing they did was to change out their half-soaked clothes. The weather was cold, and Xiao Fan was afraid that Shen Mu would catch a cold, so he told him to go to the hot pool next to the hall as soon as he came back. Take a dip to dispel the cold air from your body.

Most of Xiao Fan's clothes were wet, and the rain-soaked hem was still dripping. Shen Mu stepped forward to help him brush the hair sticking to the side of his face behind his ears, leaning against the table and asking softly,

"How about...to wash together?"

The white mist was transpiring, and the water vapor was dense. The imperial pond in the side hall of Mingcheng Palace could not be seen at a glance, and a strong sandalwood fragrance floated in the hot and humid air.

The two of them faced each other behind the screen, and only one single shirt was left. Shen Mu loosened the white belt around his waist. When he turned around and was about to talk to him, he raised his eyes and saw the young man standing a step away from him. He stuffed something into his coat with his body attached to his body, his brows furrowed and the corners of his mouth straightened.

Obviously a bad mood.

It was fine when I came back, what happened now?

Moving his gaze down, Shen Mu quietly looked at the small red ball hidden under his coat. For some reason, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Then, a deep male voice came from above his head, "Let's go."

"You go first, I'll come after I tidy up."

Hearing Xiao Fan's steady footsteps getting farther and farther away, Shen Mu put down the clothes in his hands, turned around and carefully pulled out the ball of red that was pressed under the clothes, looking at the long red cloth strips in his hands that were wet by the rain, the memory of the scene in the past The scene came to my mind, and I couldn't help falling into silence.

It was also a rainy day, and in the main hall of the temple, Grandma insisted on asking him and Xiao Fan to write blessings on red cloth strips and hang them on the prayer rack for peace and good luck.

How did Xiao Fan tell him then?

—— "The one you just got blown out by the wind, let's rewrite it."

Unfolding the note that was mostly wet by the rain in his hand, the ink was sticky and spread around, and the eight vigorous characters on the cloth were somewhat blurred.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan would carry the cloth strip with him, and Shen Mu tasted an inexplicable sadness in his surprise; he put down the cloth strip, and walked to the side of the pool with light steps, and through layers of mist, he looked at Yuchi's back. Xiao Fan stood quietly against the wall of the pool.

The young man is tall and straight with a straight back, and the thin clothes moistened by the pool water are close to his skin, which vividly outlines his strong figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist; no specific expression can be seen from a distance, but he said nothing He lowered his head slightly, apparently not noticing that Shen Mu walked in quietly.

It wasn't until there was a sound of splashing water beside him that Xiao Fan suddenly came back to his senses and turned towards Shen Mu, then walked to him in a few steps, stretched out his long arms and hugged him into his arms, and buried his head in Shen Mu with a flash of eyes. In the neck fossa.

Clearly he didn't say a word, but Shen Mu sensed Xiao Fan's grievances in his movements, and he rubbed the young man's hair habitually. He raised his hand and hugged him back, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Xiao Fan didn't answer, but just held his hand back when he wanted to move it away.

"Happy every year, safe every year, if I remember correctly, these eight words, right?"

Feeling Xiao Fan's tense body in an instant, Shen Mu smelled the familiar aloe fragrance on his body, and an unspeakable sourness rose from the bottom of his heart; it was just a piece of ordinary cloth, and he clearly remembered that he almost wrote it by hand when he wrote the pen. However, he was put close to him for such a long time.

"I'm sorry, I read it privately because I was worried." Taking a half step back to end the hug, Shen Mu asked softly in Xiao Fan's somewhat dissatisfied eyes, "If you want, I'll write you another one, don't worry about it because of this." Not happy."

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the pool water was slightly higher, and a suspicious light pink climbed up from the base of Xiao Fan's cold white neck. a little stuffy,

"But if the strips hadn't been destroyed, there would be two of them now."

"It's a loss after all."

The majestic king of a country was unhappy because of a piece of cloth, Shen Mu didn't know whether to think it was funny or distressed, after a moment of silence, he raised his eyes to meet Xiao Fan's, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said,

"You asked me a question yesterday."

Climbing up to the young man's shoulders, the two bodies in only unlined clothes pressed against each other tightly, Shen Mu whispered in Xiao Fan's ear, "... yes."

The rising heat from the water made Shen Mu's porcelain-like skin reddened, and even the end of his eyes was covered with a layer of warm water vapor; Facing Xiao Fan's suddenly raised black eyes, he couldn't help licking his lower lip lightly, provoking The fingertips of the person opposite suddenly stopped.

He saw Xiao Fan's Adam's apple rolling up and down, so he turned his head, bit his white teeth lightly on the red earlobe of the young man, then opened his lips to hold the tooth marks left by him, and murmured softly, "Yesterday was so--"

Before the words finished, there was a muffled sound, Shen Mu was slammed against the wall of the pool, the young man imprisoned him with both hands, and he couldn't move, then his neck hurt, Xiao Fan's scalding heat fell on his body from his breath, and he said in a low voice. The wheezing/breathing sound makes people's heart tremble.

Their lips and teeth were entangled, and the two people who were less than half an inch apart didn't seem to be close enough. The tall young man approached little by little, and his extremely oppressive body rushed forward. clenched into fists.

"Shen Zinian, do you want me?"

Consciousness was fuzzy, and Xiao Fan's familiar and deep voice came from his ear.

The sound of breathing became more and more heavy, his legs became weak and it was difficult to stand up, his long and slender fingertips turned white, and his hands tremblingly pressed against the edge of the pool so as not to fall to the ground.

After a long time without answering, Xiao Fan seemed to be punishing, grabbed the two hands by the pool and wrapped them around his neck; Shen Mu, who had completely lost his support, let out a low exclamation and hugged Xiao Fan's neck fiercely, hearing this again in confusion. The person asked again in the ear,

"Want it?"

A moan mixed with pain and longing finally overflowed from his throat, Shen Mu completely surrendered, "...Think."

The next moment his body was turned around, and before he even had time to see Xiao Fan's expression clearly, he asked someone to press against the wall of the pool, and endless kisses fell down.

(It has never appeared in any part below the neck, please review Dad's high hand)

By the time we returned to the main hall, the rain had stopped for the most part, and the air was damp and cool. After randomly picking out a book on the bookshelf, Shen Mu sat down on the recliner, his sore legs were still trembling faintly, and the heat on his face persisted for a long time. .

The scroll was densely packed with words, but he couldn't read any of them, and the lingering aftertaste of excruciating joy hadn't completely dissipated from his mind.

Not long after, familiar footsteps sounded from behind, Xiao Fan moved a wooden chair from the table and sat down beside him, with a coolness on his body that was completely opposite to Shen Mu's, and asked softly, "Does your thigh hurt?"

The hand holding the scroll paused, Shen Mu quickly replied with downcast eyes, "It doesn't hurt."

"But I just saw that the inside is red—"

Shen Mu hurriedly covered his mouth without saying a word, the palms of a person with cold limbs were warm at this moment; he gave Xiao Fan a non-threatening look, "Don't talk nonsense."

The four eyes met and their gazes collided, Xiao Fan grasped his slender white wrist with all his strength, then attached himself and directly hugged him onto the bed, looking at him expectantly, "It's getting late, why don't you rest for a while."

As he said that, he also wanted to go to bed.

Recalling the ruthless and irresistible force when someone bumped into him just now, Shen Mu couldn't hold back, moved to the outside of the bed, pushed Xiao Fan off the bed without hesitation, and then supported the bed frame I was about to get down, but my legs softened and I fell back down.

With a wry smile, if it wasn't for the fact that his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand still, and what he saw when they met honestly was too shocking, he would have really let Xiao Fan make the final move.

I'm afraid it's hard to walk now.

Seeing that someone had just been pushed away and came up to him for the second time without giving up, Shen Mu lifted his pale index finger to Xiao Fan's forehead, and warned softly, "Do you still want to take a cold shower?"

A look of disappointment immediately appeared in Xiao Fan's eyes, he could only cover him with the brocade quilt, and said in a low voice, "If you are tired, just sleep for a while."

Then the young man took the hand on his forehead and kissed it, "I'm here alone to accompany you."

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