[Ice Nine] Broken Bones

Chapter 16

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Luo Binghe's tone was slightly lazy, and the deep and hoarse words rang in Shen Qingqiu's ears like a surround sound, coquettish and coquettish, and the weight on him was real, giving Shen Qingqiu a sense of Luo Binghe's authenticity. The unbearable illusion.

Shen Qingqiu could only support Luo Binghe frantically while putting the water glass back on the table, so that neither of them would fall to the ground.Shen Qingqiu's strength wasn't very strong, and his unhealed body bones couldn't support the weight of a normal adult man.He struggled to bring Luo Binghe to the bed, and when Luo Binghe was placed on the bed, Shen Qingqiu had already supported the side of the bed and panted for quite a while.

Luo Binghe lay sideways on the side of the bed, holding Shen Qingqiu in his arms, embracing Shen Qingqiu's waist and abdomen, feeling the ups and downs of his panting.When Shen Qingqiu came back slowly, he slowly said: "Master, my head hurts, what should I do."

Shen Qingqiu wanted to push him away, and frowned, "It's none of my business that you have a headache."

Luo Binghe's head lightly rested on Shen Qingqiu's back, and Shen Qingqiu could feel the scalding temperature through the fabric, and he seemed to have taken a silencer drug suddenly, and for a moment he was no longer aggressive, and he was silent and couldn't figure out his emotions.

Luo Binghe hugged like this for a while, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Master, I really want you."

This sentence was like thunder on the ground, Luo Binghe was calm and calm, Shen Qingqiu's face changed several times, he pushed Luo Binghe away and stood up, standing so violently that he almost lost his balance: "What did you say!?"

"I really want to...uh..." Luo Binghe's face showed a little bit of pain halfway through the words, he didn't know if it was true or false, or both, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to cover the injured part of the back of his head.

Shen Qingqiu stood on the spot and didn't move yet. He must have been mocking him as usual, but seeing Luo Binghe's choke in his throat again, he hesitated slightly.

Luo Binghe's headache is real, but because of the fever, the back of his head hurts so much that it almost explodes, and his vision is not so clear. Even so, he tried to stand on the bed with the other hand, and his voice was not so clear: "Master..."

"Overestimating one's abilities," Shen Qingqiu said coldly, stepped forward to stop him from getting up, and let him lean on the pillow at the head of the bed, "Is there any medicine here?"

Luo Binghe raised his eyes to look at him, just in time to meet Shen Qingqiu's downcast eyes, his lips were pale, and his facial features were soft with a trace of inhuman meanness, he said: "No, there might be ones on the street, right? Or there are also in the human world."

Shen Qingqiu calmly turned his gaze back: "I don't know the way, you call someone over yourself."

"Where did Master go just now?"

Shen Qingqiu was slightly taken aback.

"Or did you find something?"

Luo Binghe's voice was very hoarse, but every sentence seemed to be a firm affirmation: "But why did you come back later? I don't believe that Master is worried about me."

After a short silence, Shen Qingqiu leaned slightly, stared into his eyes and said truthfully: "I was looking for Xiu Ya, and finally felt it was you, so I came back."

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to grab Shen Qingqiu and press him down. He pressed the back of his neck and looked at the person with more determination in his eyes: "If I told you, would you go get Xiuya back right now? Stab me again before leaving the demon world?"

Shen Qingqiu stared at him for a while, then raised one eyebrow slightly: "What do you think?"

Luo Binghe's face is actually very ugly now, he pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, he was weak due to excessive blood loss, and his confidence in speaking lost a lot: "I should have killed you the first day I came back, cut you into pieces, and you will die forever. No reincarnation."

"But why didn't you," Shen Qingqiu pointed out directly, "Dare you say it, Luo Binghe."

"Who tied the strip of clothes on the back of my head for me, was it you?"

"Who stopped my bleeding, was it you?"

"Who drank that porridge, was it you?"

"It's all you," Luo Binghe pushed harder, and Shen Qingqiu was forced to move closer, "Can you tell me why, Shen Qingqiu."

Shen Qingqiu looked at him sharply, so close that he was about to touch his forehead. It wasn't that he didn't expect a confrontation, but he didn't expect that it would be in this situation, and the two people who had the same fever were surprisingly lucid. , testing each other back and forth without admitting defeat, but in fact no one understands.

——Or dare not say it.

"Xiuya is in the bamboo forest in the backyard, let's go." Luo Binghe let go, closed his eyes, and now he couldn't bear the pain after gritting his teeth, and he didn't have the energy to deal with Shen Qingqiu anymore.He took a step back, and also used this to hide his timidity. He gave Shen Qingqiu a chance to regain his freedom, but he didn't feel relieved.

As long as Shen Qingqiu—

In the end, he looked at the empty room, his fingernails were stuck in his fists and he was about to pinch and bleed. The sudden resentment grew wildly like a poisoned vine, turning hatred into blood and resentment into flesh. At that moment, he even felt his heart Uncontrollably twisting, wanting to kill millions and bleed for thousands of miles.

In an instant, countless self-righteous complacency and dots of childish hopes turned into ashes and burned up.These things are not painful to Shen Qingqiu, he can't make any response that Luo Binghe wants, there is no reluctance, no emotion.

Just like now, as soon as you know where Xiu Ya is, you can leave without hesitation, as if he had never been here before.

A plainly dressed woman was stopped, and after listening to the other party's question, she smiled and pointed him in the direction, and called him softly before he left: "Mr. Shen, it's freezing cold, remember to add more clothes."

Shen Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at the plain-spoken, generous girl, just now remembering that this was the sugar porridge seller in the evening market, he nodded slightly: "Thank you."

The girl bowed slightly and returned the salute, carrying the basket and continuing to walk forward, as if she wasn't surprised by Shen Qingqiu's behavior, nor was she interested.

Shen Qingqiu found the only pharmacy, the store was dilapidated, but fortunately the sparrow was small and well-equipped, so he patiently waited aside.The speed of the store's packing was a bit slow, and when Shen Qingqiu began to get a little impatient, the medicine packs were put on, and there was a bowl of medicine on the side.

"Young master, drink a bowl first, and remember to be careful on the way back."

It was only then that Shen Qingqiu realized that he was also a patient. He didn't refuse the shopkeeper's kindness. He drank the medicine, thanked him, took the medicine bag and left, stepped out of the shop, paused slightly, turned around and said, "Sorry, I left in a hurry. If I didn't take the money, I'll write a debt first..."

"No need, the lord said, Mr. Shen will give you anything you want, and you don't need to pay the bill."

Shen Qingqiu was slightly taken aback, nodded absent-mindedly, and stepped out the door.

Shen Qingqiu went out twice, the second time was to call the doctor.

Luo Binghe was more serious than he had imagined, he couldn't wake up, and was in a coma all the time. The doctor came and gave him a few needles, and it took several hours before he gradually regained consciousness.

Shen Qingqiu's own illness was completely cured. He leaned against the table and waited for the medicine to boil. He tilted his head slightly and yawned. The slightly thicker clothes on his body were brought out from Luo Binghe's room. Shen Qingqiu didn't know where to start, so he simply didn't cut it, and almost fell several times a day.

It's almost winter, and the snow is still not falling, and I don't know if there are snowflakes in this demon world, but the wind is very strong, and Shen Qingqiu has to struggle several times a day whether he can't open the window.

Another quarter of an hour would be enough, Shen Qingqiu took a few steps forward, trying to add more firewood to it, but suddenly he was hugged from behind.According to Shen Qingqiu's reaction, he directly elbowed the person and added a critical blow, but before his elbow went out, he was lightly pushed against him, and Shen Qingqiu knew who it was without turning his head.

"you……"

"Master was still on the bed just now." Luo Binghe buried himself on his shoulder and smiled lowly. Shen Qingqiu sensed his temperature and knew that the situation was still not good. "It doesn't give me any sense of reality."

Shen Qingqiu was a little dazed by his two nonsensical words: "What?"

"I said that Master took off his clothes and sat on me just now, and now he's here again, um...but he's still wearing my clothes."

"...?" Shen Qingqiu was full of question marks, and subconsciously pushed Luo Binghe away, but was hugged even tighter: "Don't move, you can't hug in reality, let me hug here for a while."

"Where is this place?"

Luo Binghe opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at him. Shen Qingqiu was uncomfortable with his indescribable gaze: "Have you burnt out your brain?"

This time it was Luo Binghe who frowned, he let go of Shen Qingqiu and whispered: "...Master?"

Shen Qingqiu gave him a puzzled look.

Luo Binghe looked around thoughtfully, noticed the medicine jar, and turned to look at Shen Qingqiu: "Why didn't you leave?"

"You really want me to go?"

"Where's your Xiu Ya?"

Shen Qingqiu was stunned for a while, and didn't answer for a while.

When he went out, he didn't go to the backyard, he went directly to the street, and now he doesn't have time to go to bring Xiu Ya back.He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I accept..."

"Don't lie to me," Luo Binghe slowly pushed Shen Qingqiu to the front of the table. Shen Qingqiu's lower back pressed against the edge of the table and felt a slight pain. He looked up at Luo Binghe, who also looked into his eyes and said slowly: "Master Lord, you like me."

Shen Qingqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at Luo Binghe's pale face.

Luo Binghe actually doesn't know whether this is a dream or reality. He seems to have fallen into a complex and diverse situation after his consciousness is lost. It is reasonable to say that he will not be trapped by the nightmare, but maybe it is because of too much depression in his mind that he has turned into a The nightmare trapped him like a cage, making him unable to escape or escape.

He has experienced a lot, and every dream is unique, and Shen Qingqiu is there.Shen Qingqiu when he was young, Shen Qingqiu on Cang Qiong Mountain, Shen Qingqiu at the edge of the endless abyss, Shen Qingqiu in his room.

But all of Shen Qingqiu seemed to have changed suddenly, with a smile on his face, gentle and gentle, and now Shen Qingqiu also looked gentle and gentle, even making medicine for him.

Under all uncertain factors, Luo Binghe smiled at Shen Qingqiu, and asked that sentence that he had never asked in reality: "Master, you like me."