whisk

Chapter 62

Abuse QAQ

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Shen Menghan gently caressed Xie Chenyan's face, Xie Chenyan was greedy for that little warmth, rubbed his little face against his palm, making it chubby and soft.

The child said he wanted to run a horse, but he fell asleep in his arms for a whole day.

I probably won't be able to go back today.

Shen Menghan had no choice but to wrap him in a big cloak, got up and planned to pick up some dead branches and broken wood, and built a fire to keep warm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Xie Chenyan woke up, and the child opened his eyes to see the darkness, so frightened that he hurriedly hugged the nearest heat source.

Shen Menghan looked at the child who suddenly climbed up and hugged his thigh with a funny face, moved his leg lightly and said: "Let go, I'll go make a fire and come back."

Xie Chenyan naturally refused to let go, Shen Menghan had no choice but to pull him up, carried him on his back, patted his buttocks and said: "Hold tight."

Xie Chenyan obediently tightened Shen Menghan's neck.

Shen Menghan coughed, grabbed his arm and said, "Don't be so tight."

It was so tight that he couldn't breathe.

Xie Chenyan was at a loss what to do with him?

Shen Menghan reached out and pinched his arm to adjust his posture, and said with a smile, "Loosen up... oh, it's all right."

His fingers were warm and strong, pinching Xie Chenyan's wrist, feeling slightly sore and painful.

In fact, he is only a half-year-old boy. He has been detained in Beiji City for nearly eight years, and he has never run across horses and indulged in such a hearty way for a long time. Even the existence of Xie Chenyan has become cute.

Even though he slept for most of the day, he was indeed accompanying him.

Xie Chenyan didn't know whether he was afraid or cold, so he swayed slightly, Shen Menghan picked up his cloak to cover him, only revealing his two big round eyes outside, and said softly: "Xiao Xie, are you afraid?"

Xie Chenyan said: "Not afraid."

Shen Menghan said with a smile: "Really?"

Xie Chenyan affirmed: "Really."

Even if he left his mother for the first time, and walked such a long distance for the first time, he didn't know where they stopped now, and it was very dark and cold.

But Shen Menghan's presence made him feel indescribably at ease.

As those herdsmen said.

Once he has faith, he should no longer be afraid of suffering in the world.

Shen Menghan said enthusiastically, "Let me sing you a tune."

Xie Chenyan nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Shen Menghan groaned while collecting firewood, and after a long time, he sang slowly: "Being a traveler to the north, sighing for the journey, the return journey is far away, and the soul of the thousand mountains is in the dream."

His words were mournful, unlike the accent of the Northland, Xie Chenyan didn't understand it, but felt that he sang this sentence, and his mood suddenly fell down.

He unconsciously rubbed his back and asked in a low voice, "Are you homesick?"

Shen Menghan gave a casual "hmm", and asked softly, "Does Xiaoxie miss home?"

Xie Chenyan said strangely: "My home is here."

Shen Menghan didn't respond for a while.

He lowered his body a few times, Xie Chenyan slipped a little, Shen Menghan lifted him up, and said softly: "Does Xiaoxie like this place?"

Xie Chenyan was at a loss: "Why don't you like it?"

Shen Menghan said softly: "Xiao Xie, do you want to go out and see a bigger and wider world? You have never seen it, so naturally you don't know if you like it or not."

Xie Chenyan said angrily: "But there are some things, the first thing you see is the best one."

Why do you want to define likes and dislikes for him without authorization?

Flying sand and rocks outside the Great Wall, covered with ice and snow for half a year.Another six months of scorched sun burning.

Drought, little rain, severe cold, scorching sun.

Deserts, Gobi, and grasslands that cannot be walked out.

He almost missed Xie Chenyan's birthday because he surrendered a group of herdsmen who claimed to be the old tribe of Ji Chao on the way.

Miao Zhiguang admired him so much that he insisted on being his bodyguard and went back to Beizhao with him. Shen Menghan promised to pick him up on the return journey, and he could speak some Chinese. Complained for half a day.

Shen Menghan was silent for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Xie is a smart boy."

It was more transparent and sharper than he imagined.

His voice gradually became clearer: "If Xiao Xie gets tired of this place one day and wants to go to another place, you must tell brother Menghan."

Xie Chenyan said in his heart, do you want to take me away by asking me like this?

He just wanted to ask him, but then he thought of A Niang, A Niang loves him so much, he can't leave A Niang now.

Xie Chenyan was conflicted, and buried his small face in his neck and rubbed against it.

The curly hair rubbed against his neck, Shen Menghan couldn't help smiling slightly, stretched out his hand to rub it and said: "Xiao Xie's hair grows very well."

There is also something he likes on him, Xie Chenyan looked forward to it: "Then do you like it? I like to be touched by you."

Shen Menghan rubbed hard again and said: "You can't just touch others' heads casually. If you touch too much, you won't grow taller."

Xie Chenyan let out an "ah" and said, "That's only for you to touch."

Shen Menghan laughed and said: "Then you won't be taller than me."

Xie Chenyan couldn't help asking: "Then do you want me to be taller than you?"

These are some childish words, Shen Menghan sighed lightly, and said solemnly: "You are my younger brother, so of course you can't grow taller than me."

One of them is really naive, and the other is deliberately naive. They talked some little things in the cold early spring night in Beiyuan.He can still talk happily.

Before they could build up the fire, the old horse began to move anxiously, neighing lowly.

In the quiet and dense night, it was extraordinarily terrifying.

Shen Menghan also frowned slightly.

Xie Chenyan squatted in front of him, and while sweeping the snow for him with dead branches, he chattered about the snowman he just built today.

After receiving no response for a long time, he inexplicably raised his eyes to look at Shen Menghan with an innocent and carefree expression.

Shen Menghan stood up, his eyesight was good, and he saw a pair of green light spots approaching in the distance, and his heart tightened suddenly——

Could it be a wolf?

Before he stepped forward to confirm, the light spot suddenly enlarged and rushed towards them.

Shen Menghan didn't have time to think, the fly whisk came out of its sheath, he cut off the lone wolf with his sword, and he didn't forget to cover Xie Chenyan's eyes with his backhand.

Wolves like to live in groups, and since it appeared, this one will not be the only one.

He made a decisive decision, took Xie Chenyan, got on his horse, and galloped away.

The cold wind blows to the face, tearing the pain.

What was mixed in the wind was the low howl of a wolf that was getting closer.

The green light spots in the distance are connected into a line, as if the will-o'-the-wisps from the netherworld spread across the sky.

Shen Menghan had no choice but to turn the horse's head.

Shen Menghan was too late for remorse, and was annoyed that she had made a fool of herself, and even single-handedly brought out an ignorant child. If she dragged down the innocent Xie Chenyan, her own crime would be serious.

Xie Chenyan didn't know what happened. He was hugged face to face by Shen Menghan, holding a small dead branch in his hand, and stretched out his hand to tightly hug the young man's slender waist.

The snow was violent and the wind was strong, and it was as cold as a knife blowing on his body, but the young man who held him in his arms was extremely warm. He hugged his waist greedily, and stuffed himself into his not-so-wide thin arms.

During Shen Menghan's desperate journey, Xie Chenyan slept peacefully in his arms for a long, warm sleep.

Until Shen Menghan tightened the reins suddenly, the old horse let out a miserable scream.

The wolves are coming from all directions, and there is no way forward for them.

In the quiet night, low wolf howls sounded one after another.

Xie Chenyan raised his head ignorantly.

All he could see was the boy's taut, sharpened and white jaw under the moonlight.

Xie Chenyan couldn't bear the desire to be close, and stretched out his hand to caress it. The warm jade was slightly cool, and he brought some scorching hot breath that came galloping.

Shen Menghan noticed that he was awake, and felt a little itchy from his touch, so she hid back, but wrapped him with a hood in her hands.He chuckled lightly and said, "Xiao Xie closes your eyes."

Xie Chenyan obediently closed his eyes.

The young man's warm breath approached and moved away, causing a weak vibration in his ear: "Soon."

12-year-old Xie Chenyan secretly opened his eyes.

The fields are low and wide, and the galaxy hangs low.

The vast Milky Way in the sky hangs down, and the ground is dotted with fluorescent lights like countless stars.

Xie Chenyan didn't feel afraid.

How could he forget.

He would forget.

15-year-old Shen Menghan, tall and tall under the moonlight, white clothes more than snow, eyes staring.

Whisk out of its sheath, a sword startled Hong.

Xie Chenyan has never seen such a dazzling sword light in his life.

Haven't seen it since.

His eyes widened.

It was as if he wanted to engrave the figure of the young man in his heart at this moment.

The smell of blood came to the nostrils, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood on the ice and snow wasteland.

Xie Chenyan didn't realize it, his eyes were right, and only the handsome boy in white clothes stained with blood was in his eyes.

When Shen Menghan picked him up, Xie Chenyan just looked at him stupidly.

He thought the child was frightened, so he held him in his arms and coaxed him, "Don't be afraid, brother will be back soon?"

Xie Chenyan let go of the dead branch in his hand, and hugged his neck tightly. In the thick bloody smell, he could only smell a trace of cool fragrance from his body.

They seem to have strayed into the territory of the pack of wolves, killing one after another.

He went on and on, chasing after him, killing them endlessly.

The old horse ran left and right with Shen Menghan and Xie Chenyan, but he couldn't get rid of the wolves' siege.

The wolves in the grassland have been hungry for a whole winter, and they will not easily let go of their prey.

Shen Menghan was not as relaxed as Xie Chenyan seemed.

When he left Jinling City, Emperor Yan once gave him the moonlight of the old years for a period of 12 years, and promised to give him an antidote when he returned to the south.

In order to ask Emperor Zhao's trust, he could be released from the palace, and he was forced to submit to Bei Zhao's mortal world to control the dark guards.

Both Ruan Sha and Ye Duanduan felt that the poison on his body was thorny, and they told him not to advance rashly, but he didn't take it seriously.

It is said that when the moonlight strikes, the chill will penetrate the bones and the pain will penetrate the bone marrow, making life worse than death.

But he was only 15 years old, he was at the age of wanton publicity, he was not afraid of anything, but he endured it in the Beizhao Palace for several years.After finally arriving beyond the Great Wall, the sky is as high as the birds can fly.Relying on his high martial arts, he didn't take their warnings seriously.

Now that he has been fighting fiercely all night, he clearly feels a deep pain slowly seeping out from his bones and blood, opening his sharp fangs and a cruel smile to him.

Xiaohua has gone to nowhere, maybe she has been swallowed up by wolves.

The pack of wolves behind them seemed to slow down gradually.

Although Shen Menghan was puzzled, he didn't dare to be careless.

The old horse under them finally let out a mournful cry.

The days are short and the nights are long in the north. After a long night, the sky has revealed a faint line of white. Shen Menghan also saw from a distance that the ground in front of him was torn apart fiercely, as if a giant blade had cut through the ground, leaving a hideous scar.

He also felt chills from his bones, he didn't know if it was because of his poisonous delusion, but the child in his arms was getting hotter and hotter.

Ahead is the abyss, and behind is a pack of wolves chasing after them.

Shen Menghan gritted his teeth, reined in the old horse and turned around, and said to Xie Chenyan in a cold voice: "No matter what happens, just hug the old horse tightly."

Xie Chenyan looked at him in confusion, and after staying up all night, the child's eyes were a little red.

Shen Menghan hesitated for a while, untied his belt, and tied little Xie Chenyan to the horse's back.

The child is still too young to understand what he said.

As long as a way of life is torn among the wolves and dragged for several hours, this old horse who knows the way will eventually lead him back to a safe and tranquil place.

His wrong choice, he will bear it himself.

Xie Chenyan has already fallen into chaos.

The young man embraced him in his arms, and his thin chest was filled with warmth that was suddenly warm and then cold.

And there is an indescribable restlessness brewing in his blood, waiting to break out of the ground.

There is inexhaustible strength between the limbs and bones, and it is full of vitality.

Shen Menghan frowned, he already realized that there was something wrong with the child in his arms, but the sharp pain between his bones and blood consumed his will, making him unable to distract himself.

A night of fierce fighting, and thousands of wolves ahead of him waiting to be dealt with.

He barely bit the tip of his tongue, recalling a trace of clarity.

But before he could make a move, a sharper pain suddenly spread from his heart.

He lowered his head in astonishment, the eyes of the child in his arms were faintly red with horror, and he spared no effort to hit his chest hard.

Without warning, without defense.

Behind is the cliff.

Shen Menghan was able to tear off his belt with a stretch of his hand, and pulled the ignorant child in his arms to the point of no return.

When one thought arises, one thought falls.

He calmly let go.