too affectionate

Chapter 64 It's the Deliberately Close and Deliberately Maintained Distance
It took a long time for Wanyan to calm down, and only then did she feel a bit of coldness.

Although it is still in early autumn, there is a mountain rain and a cool autumn.In addition, this mountain hut is surrounded by mountain winds, allowing the cold wind to pass through the hall wantonly.

Wanyan sat on the stool and hugged her legs tightly, listening to the whine of the wind and rain beating on the thatched roof outside, she couldn't help but looked up at the roof, and said worriedly: "This roof won't leak rain. Bar?"

Hearing the words, Heng Li glanced over with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "It's best not to let you say it."

Before Heng Li finished speaking, a ball of thatch fell in the middle of the two of them knowingly. After a few seconds of suffocating silence, a water column took the opportunity to pour down, forming a beautiful "thatched house waterfall" landscape.

What the hell am I talking about!Wanyan gasped in surprise in her heart, quickly covered her crow's mouth and turned around, not daring to look at Heng Li's expression behind the water column.

"Hey." Heng Li looked at the rushing water in disbelief, only felt that there were crows screaming above his head, and said with a wry smile, "Xuan Shilang, have you asked an expert to open your mouth?"

Wanyan murmured unconvinced: "The other day I helped Aunt Li repair the roof, and when Aunt Li reminded us to strengthen the roof, the adults were there too... Didn't you also forget..."

"What did you say?" The sound of pattering water completely covered Wanyan's small voice, and Heng Li didn't hear a single word.

"I didn't say anything!" Wanyan, who only dared to whisper bad things, raised her voice and shouted.

After a while, several pieces of the thatch on the roof collapsed.

For a while, it was raining heavily where there was no roof, and light rain was falling where the roof was still breathing. The beauty of big and small beads floating in the wind is really unique, and the flavor is so embarrassing.

It was raining all over the place where Wanyan was sitting, so she could only curl up on the stool, shrinking herself as small as possible.

"It's getting dark today, why haven't Auntie and Han'er come back, did they encounter a mountain torrent?" Wanyan looked out the window anxiously, worried about Auntie and the others.

Heng Li's clothes were also splashed with a lot of water, and she was feeling uncomfortable with the wetness, so she replied angrily: "You can't protect yourself, take care of yourself first, and then worry about others."

After finishing speaking, Heng Li looked around and found that only the roof above the bed was still holding on firmly, and only drops of water were dripping, so he strode through the rain curtain and sat on the bed.

As soon as Wanyan saw Heng Li walking towards the bed, she yelled in her heart that it was not good, she turned around and hugged into a ball, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

Unexpectedly, Heng Li wanted to prop the quilt over his head to keep out the rain, so he lifted the quilt, and saw a cute roast chicken lying under the quilt at a glance.

Seeing the greasy roast chicken turn the sheets and the bed greasy, Heng Li frowned into a knot, sneered and asked sharply: "Xuan Shilang, you may know who is a capable person who is actually smart?" At this point, put the roast chicken under the quilt?"

Wanyan turned around stiffly, her small face wrinkled into a ball, and she said pitifully, "I'm afraid it won't taste good if it's cold..."

Heng Li was so angry that she had nothing to say, she threw the quilt together with the roast chicken to Wanyan, and then sat on the bed again.

Wanyan had no choice but to turn back stiffly, holding the roast chicken in her arms, covered with a blanket that smelled of roast chicken, and huddled pitifully with her back to the Heng Li.Although embarrassed, it doesn't feel so cold anymore.

The room fell into endless silence again, connecting with the darkening sky outside the window.

Wanyan, who was wrapped in the quilt, gradually warmed up, and turned her head cautiously to take a peek at Heng Li, only to see him leaning against the wall, with one hand on his side and the other on his upright knee, With his eyes closed, he let the stream of water droplets roll down his cheeks, drip from his angular chin, and wet his clothes, but he still sat upright without changing his face.

Tsk tsk tsk, Wanyan smacked her small mouth and sighed in her heart, this person is really incomparable, the same is a wet fallen grass phoenix, how can I become a ruined chicken, but Mrs. Heng still looks like a nobleman.

Wanyan saw that the thatch above the bed was getting weaker and weaker, and the water flow changed from dots to lines, from lines to patches, almost forming a waterfall on the bed.

Wanyan really couldn't bear to monopolize the quilt by herself and let the hat be drenched to death, so she put the roast chicken in her arms on the table, grabbed the quilt and got up, went to the bed and put the quilt on the hat.

Heng Li's head was suddenly covered, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes fell on Wanyan's face.

Seeing Heng Li staring at her, Wanyan hurriedly explained: "You are all wet, what are you afraid of doing with oil? You can just use it."

After finishing speaking, Wanyan had to turn around and go back to the stool.

"Come here." Heng Li stared at Wanyan motionless, her voice was awe-inspiring.

"Ah?" Wanyan turned her head in doubt, only to see that Heng Li's hand that was on her knee moved down, and gently patted the seat beside her, signaling Wanyan to sit down.

Wanyan's head exploded with a "boom", her face flushed to the base of her neck.

It's already embarrassing for this lonely man and widow to live in the same room, if they share the same bed and share the same sheet, it will be really... embarrassing and draw their swords to kill themselves, embarrassing to death!

Just thinking about it, Wanyan wished she could kill herself with the embarrassment, and immediately walked to the stool to take root, and quickly refused: "No, no, the bed sheet is not big enough for one person. I am rough-skinned and thick-skinned." What's the point of being exposed to the rain, it's not like your rich body, you must not be exposed to the rain and get sick!"

Hearing Wanyan's rhetoric, Heng Li couldn't help but sneered, and used Wanyan's words: "You're all wet, why are you so shy? Just use it."

When Wanyan heard this, she jumped up from the stool like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and said angrily, "Who is shy?! I'm not shy!"

Heng Li snorted softly, and said provocatively, "Come here if you're not shy."

"Come here, come here!" Wanyan was so excited that her blood was surging, she picked up the roast chicken and strode over, boldly stepped onto the bed, and then sat down on the edge of the bed farthest from Heng Li.

Before Wanyan could sit still, someone grabbed her belt from behind, and she was pulled to the place where Heng Li punched her.In the next second, Wanyan's head was covered by half of Heng Li's sheet, and she entered a small world with only her and Heng Li.

But after only being touched by Heng Li for a short while, the smell of roast chicken on the sheets has disappeared, and the small space is filled with the faint fragrance of Heng Li.

Although Wanyan didn't touch Heng Li, being surrounded by this cold and familiar smell was enough to startle Wanyan's heart. The muscles all over her body tensed quickly, and she was so stiff that she hugged herself in a daze.

But in the misty mist of the huts in the mountains, it is precisely this distance that is deliberately drawn closer and kept, and it is this young man who makes Wanyan even unable to understand her own mind, but he just sits quietly and says a word Not sent.

One by one, it happened that the house leak happened on a rainy evening, which inexplicably fit Wanyan's heart.

At this moment, the thin blanket concealed all the sounds of the wind and rain, making Wanyan's heartbeat so clear that Wanyan even wondered if she was about to die suddenly.

Die! ! !Help! ! !
In Wanyan's silent body, her soul was screaming while covering her face.

Fortunately, soon, the pain of sitting on the hard stone bed, leaning against the cold wall, and being wrapped in the prickly cold wind gradually diverted Wanyan's attention.

The night wind in the mountains was already bitingly cold, and the torrential rain made it even more wet and cold.Wanyan leaned against the wall, and soon felt the cold seeping into her spine, she was really uncomfortable, so she rubbed forward.

However, there was no support on her back, and Wanyan felt back pain after straightening her body for a while.

Wanyan glanced sideways at Heng Li, and saw that he was still sitting upright with his eyes closed, his posture unchanged since just now, and he looked like he was asleep.

The tension in Wanyan's heart suddenly eased a lot, she stretched out her hand to rub her sore waist like drinking old vinegar.

"Lean back."

Before Wanyan kneaded for a few seconds, she heard a voice in her ear, and upon hearing this, Wanyan involuntarily leaned back.

However, this time Wanyan did not touch the cold wall, but leaned against a solid arm.The warm breath on the arm isolated Wanyan from the coldness of the wall, making her feel much better immediately.

Wanyan's just let go of her heart instantly rose to her throat, she lowered her head and looked down to the right, and she saw Heng Li's bony hand hanging down her side.Then he turned his head to look at the person beside him, only to see a calm and calm side face that hadn't changed a bit.

Master Heng...

Wanyan has always been rich in inner activities, but at this moment there are only these three words.

How could anyone be so divisive, impatient and nuanced, bone-chillingly cold and utterly warm.

He obviously always looks impatient and cold, but the warm embrace in the palace, the warm back on the top of the mountain, and the warm arms in the thatched hut are all clearly warm.

Wanyan couldn't figure it out, she turned her head to look at the Heng Li in a daze, the Heng Li was still the same Heng Li, the Heng Li with vicious methods, cruel thoughts, and frightening Heng Li.

But Wanyan felt strangely that Heng Li's harsh and unkind jawline seemed to soften a bit.

People are really strange creatures. Faced with straightforward and passionate feelings, they often involuntarily want to avoid them, but they will be infiltrated by the little touches that accumulate day by day.

Just like at this moment, the fear and awe of Heng Li in Wanyan's heart is being swallowed up by another emotion, even she doesn't know this kind of sour, sweet, disturbing, but she doesn't let her feel restless. What words should be used to define the emotion she hates.

No matter how difficult it is for Wanyan to think about on weekdays, as long as she thinks about it seriously, she will become clearer and clearer.But as long as he thinks about the issues involving Heng Li, the more he thinks about it, the more messy he will become, and in the end he still has no clue at all.

Forget it, forget it, don't embarrass yourself, there will always be an answer.

Wanyan slapped her thigh and decided to skip this question.

(End of this chapter)