[Ice Nine] Broken Bones

Chapter 14

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In late autumn and early winter, the sky gradually became colder, and the noisy birdsong seemed to disappear. Most of the families were busy preparing food for the winter, and a thin layer of frost formed on the windows. It's getting colder.

The Demon Realm itself was covered by thick black mist, and after the temperature dropped, it seemed that it could not survive without adding more clothes.Shen Qingqiu's body and bones couldn't bear it very much. Although the injury he suffered some time ago was healed, it still made his body weaker.

Last night Shen Qingqiu stood by the window for a while before going to wash and sleep. He didn't know how frightening the temperature dropped overnight. He had some colds before, but after waking up this time, his mind was in a daze.

Shen Qingqiu struggled to get up from the bed, to get over the headache first, and then he got up to open the window. As soon as he opened the window, he was shivered by the blowing cold wind.He just looked out of the window and closed it, lowered his head to straighten his ridiculously thin coat, and turned to open the door.

— was locked.

Shen Qingqiu didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, he returned to the bed calmly, covered himself with the quilt and sat curled up on the bedside, thinking how long he could endure this temperature.

Thinking of the end, he was wondering what Luo Binghe would do to him. During this period of time, Luo Binghe was uncertain, Shen Qingqiu couldn't guess what Luo Binghe was thinking.It's just that after the ridicule last night, Luo Binghe probably wouldn't make him feel better.

After a while, Shen Qingqiu curled up a bit more, and felt drowsy on the contrary because of the fever, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he heard a slight sound from the door.

A person with a fever is always slow to respond. When he is wrapped in a thick robe, his first reaction is not to see who the other party is, but to gather the clothes obediently.

Shen Qingqiu felt a pair of cool hands touch his forehead, and then his body rose into the air—he was hugged by the waist.His eyes were about to close, only his sense of smell could keep up with his normal thinking, and a familiar breath lingered in his nose, but Shen Qingqiu, who had fallen asleep, no longer knew who it was.

Half-dream and half-awake, Shen Qingqiu felt that he was stepping in a place shrouded in clouds and mist, and his vision was hindered by the thick fog. He stumbled and walked, unable to see the road ahead clearly, as if his next step would miss the ground.Then he was held by a mighty hand, and that hand led him on the right path, breaking through the fog, and finding the final light among the ghostly shadows.

He felt something sticking to his cheek again, very lightly and slowly, as if he was doing something shady, and fearing that the other party would notice, he could only touch it like a splash of water and then take it back.

I don't know how long it took, but Shen Qingqiu slowly opened his eyes when he was no longer sleepy and was already awake.It took him a long time to identify the room, and he finally came to the conclusion that it was not the room he was in this morning.

He was covered with a warm quilt, and he even felt that the temperature in the room was much higher, but there was no one in the room.Shen Qingqiu reluctantly sat up, erected the pillow and leaned against it, closed his eyes and fell asleep, waiting for Luo Binghe to come.

The only person who had the opportunity to contact him, after much deliberation, was only one person.

Shen Qingqiu waited for a short time before Luo Binghe came back. He was holding a bowl of medicine that didn't look very tasty. Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and looked sideways at him. His expression was as calm as if Luo Binghe had finished filling the bowl. Get ready to splash something on his face.

But Luo Binghe just sat by the bed, handed the medicine to him, and his voice was still gentle: "It's a bit bitter, bear with it."

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't take it, his voice was hoarse when he spoke, but it was still clear: "Slap me and then give me a sweet date."

"I was in a bad mood yesterday." Luo Binghe paused, and said in a low voice, "Master should have told me earlier, so I won't catch the cold."

Shen Qingqiu said concisely: "I can't find you."

Luo Binghe was taken aback: "Have you come to look for me?"

Shen Qingqiu said: "No."

Luo Binghe was silent for a while, then laughed: "That's right. Do you want candy?"

"No need." Shen Qingqiu took the medicine, frowned obviously when he smelled it, but drank it quickly without saying anything.

He is not that stupid, only being awake is the most beneficial form for him at present.

The ambiguity of the previous few days was instantly shattered into a strange silence, the room was very warm, but the air pressure was unbelievably low, Shen Qingqiu put the medicine bowl aside after drinking the medicine, and leaned on the pillow to continue resting.

This is a kind of indirect or direct repulsion, or a kind of indifference. As for why this indifference comes from the heart, whether it is mostly submission or shame, Shen Qingqiu does not know. Of course, Binghe would not know why he was silent.

The moment Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes to take a rest, he knew what Shen Qingqiu meant. He shook Shen Qingqiu's hand and found that it was still very cold, so he simply held it to help him warm up.Luo Binghe swept across Shen Qingqiu's paler face, and asked casually: "Master, isn't he going to explain?"

Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and looked at him, then withdrew his hand calmly: "Explain what."

Luo Binghe didn't let him pull it back, he looked at Shen Qingqiu for a while, and said: "Explain the fact that you denied caring about me last night."

Shen Qingqiu scoffed: "Did I not understand enough last night?"

"Not enough," Luo Binghe leaned forward and moved closer to Shen Qingqiu, "You just care about me, otherwise why would you stop the bleeding for me."

"Because you're dead, I can't ask them..."

"Lie." Luo Binghe stretched out his hand and gently pinched Shen Qingqiu's chin, making him turn to look directly at himself, "You are afraid that I will die, not because you will not be able to ask who they are, but because you are afraid of me Die. Am I right?"

Shen Qingqiu's eyelashes moved, and he lowered his eyes slightly: "That's not right."

Luo Binghe got closer again, and the breaths of the two of them were almost intertwined: "So you want me to die from the beginning to the end?"

Shen Qingqiu suddenly felt a little warm, but still retorted: "Don't you also want me to die from the beginning to the end?"

After a long time, Luo Binghe smiled lightly: "Yes, I think about why you didn't die every day."

Shen Qingqiu said calmly: "You let me stand outside for a few days now, maybe your wish will come true."

"Then why should I take care of you now?"

"That's what you should ask yourself."

At this moment, Luo Binghe was so close that his nose was almost to the tip of Shen Qingqiu's. He stretched out his hand to press the back of Shen Qingqiu's neck, lowered his voice and said slowly: "Qingqiu, why can't you follow me a little?"

Luo Binghe lowered his voice to appear extremely deceptive, his scorching breath intertwined like a tightly intertwined net, caught Shen Qingqiu in one go, and fell headlong into a seemingly endless trap.The helpless tone in the words was mixed with pampering, and the eagerness was overdone for a moment, beyond the scope of Shen Qingqiu's comprehension. After the initial shock, there was only a short blank space.

Shen Qingqiu's pupils suddenly dilated, and the extremely low, almost breathless "Qing Qiu" exploded in his mind with a bang, his heart rate seemed to skyrocket and accelerate, and all the coping strategies in his mind were blown to nothing.Luo Binghe achieved a beautiful strategic success, and before Shen Qingqiu could react, there was a cool touch on his lips.

As long as Luo Binghe thinks about it, anyone can fall into the trap that he slowly casts a net step by step without any precautions, and he also preemptively strikes before Shen Qingqiu regains his senses.His breathing was completely disordered, the burning feeling of his skin was becoming more and more obvious, his clothes were scattered and the candlelight flickered lightly, and even Shen Qingqiu didn't realize that most of the green robe he had already put on had been untied.

Shen Qingqiu breathed slightly hastily, Luo Binghe followed his lips from a small kiss to a long and deep kiss, between the lips and teeth was the bitter taste of medicine just now, but it was even more satisfying at the root of the tongue, as if this kiss It also has a slight astringency.While the tongues were touching, Shen Qingqiu was slowly laid down on the bed. Luo Binghe leaned on him, pushed away Shen Qingqiu's belt, and put his palms on his waist, unreservedly warm and close to the skin to express his sensual desire. Shen Qingqiu leaned up slightly The head almost fell into this tender and affectionate tenderness.

It wasn't until Luo Binghe buried him on his neck and gently pecked and kissed him that he seemed to suddenly realize it, and belatedly regained his long-lost rationality. Opened the quilt and fled - but was firmly held by a strong hand and pulled back by him.

That hand was like what appeared in a dream, but in the dream the hand led him to break through the siege and see the light again, but this hand undoubtedly embraced him into the person who just threw a stone at Fang Jingtan in his heart arms.

Shen Qingqiu's hair was a little disheveled, and the back of his head was pressed against Luo Binghe's chest. He felt the scalding heat again, and this time his reaction was quicker, and he quickly noticed the strangeness of the heat.

It's just that the back of his head was firmly pressed, and he couldn't see Luo Binghe's expression at the moment, but could only hear his slightly hoarse voice, as if he was enduring something: "You can't even say a word?"

Shen Qingqiu slightly raised his head to look at Luo Binghe with difficulty, and his gradually clear vision reflected Luo Binghe's appearance at the moment. He just happened to look into Luo Binghe's pair of black pupils, which were as deep as an abyss, and there was still a fiery red color slowly dancing.Shen Qingqiu stretched out his hand to touch Luo Binghe's forehead, he let go when he touched the temperature, and then pressed on Luo Binghe's wrist to break free from the restraint. Two people with the same fever always feel bad together.

Luo Binghe let go of the hand on the back of Shen Qingqiu's head, and then hugged the man's waist tightly. With such a movement, all the belts in front of Shen Qingqiu's body fell apart, but he didn't feel cold at all. After the movement, Shen Qingqiu broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

The effect of the medicine probably wasn't that fast, Shen Qingqiu himself was still a little groggy, and really didn't want to get involved with Luo Binghe any more trouble, he broke Luo Binghe's hand with a headache, stretched out his hand to push it, and accidentally knocked Luo Binghe down. Glacier, the two of them fell together on the wrinkled quilt.