Wind and Rain

Jun Shuying fell into a restless sleep. He wanted to wake up, there was a very important thing that made him wake up, but in the black dream, there seemed to be countless hands grabbing him and not letting him go.

Cheng Xuexiang sat aside and looked at Jun Shuying lying on the bed with a complicated expression.

That handsome face was full of anxiety even in her sleep. Although he was forcibly placed in the sleeping hole, he still fought hard.

Just watching, watching, Cheng Xuexiang finally couldn't bear it, stood up and walked to the edge of the bed, looking down at Jun Shuying.

Chu Feiyang really doted on him and loved him very much, but Chu Feiyang also had a tyranny and domineering that could not be ignored. Just like at a time like this, he wouldn't know how much Jun Shuying wanted to watch him beside him and accompany him, but he made his own decisions to isolate Jun Shuying and prevent Jun Shuying from going through all this. .

If it were him, Cheng Xuexiang believed that he would not be so arrogant.

But what if Chu Feiyang is more arrogant? ! Jun Shuying is his, and is destined to be his forever.

That good-looking face had existed for many years in his memory as a young man. Until he saw him again, years of thoughts fermented into a delicate and tenacious complex like spider silk, woven into a web bit by bit, and firmly caged his heart in it.

The slender hand lifted slightly, and the fingertips stopped on the top of the face, but in the end did not touch the smooth skin.

The boy he had missed will never belong to him.

So you can't touch it, you can't touch it, and some things can never be said.

The fingertips were hanging, along the slender eyebrows, the closed eyes, the slightly trembling black eyelashes, the straight bridge of the nose, the thin pale lips—sliding one by one. Only in this way can he keep this face that he never dared to look directly at in his heart.

He has memorized that young man for more than ten years, and he can also memorize this person for many more years. It's enough that he has his own memories, and he doesn't need to let anyone know.

Jun Shuying's hand under the quilt suddenly moved suddenly, his brows knitted together, it seemed to be extremely painful, and a whimper overflowed from his mouth: "Feiyang..."

Cheng Xuexiang suddenly withdrew his hand.

Jun Shuying is even more restless now than before. He must be trying his best to fight against his sleeping instinct, and even his hands and feet began to convulse, looking extremely painful.

Cheng Xuexiang couldn't bear to see him like this, wanted to unlock his acupuncture points but hesitated, and finally turned around and walked towards the door.

He just came to see Jun Shuying's situation, and staying for too long would be a source of gossip. He was even less able to wake him up on his own accord, because he had no position to be the master.

Just as he stepped out of the threshold, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Cheng Xuexiang's heart skipped a beat, and he went back quickly, only to see Jun Shuying struggling to get up from the ground, with bedding and sheets scattered all over the floor.

"Shuying, what are you doing—" Cheng Xuexiang hurriedly strode over, crouching beside him to support him.

Jun Shuying was wearing only a thin shirt and bare feet. He grabbed Cheng Xuexiang's arm suddenly, and seemed to be breathing hard, "Chu... Where is Chu Feiyang?!"

"Brother Chu is in the main room of the Youth Sect, Qin Ying and Gao Fang are treating him, you don't have to worry..."

Before Cheng Xuexiang finished speaking, Jun Shuying pushed him away and staggered towards the door.

Cheng Xuexiang didn't stop him, just gritted his teeth and watched him wearing a thin back and bare feet, grabbed the fur collar cape at the head of the bed and chased out.

As soon as he ran out the door, Jun Shuying was blinded by the white dazzle that filled the sky. It turned out that it snowed unexpectedly, and there were still fine snowflakes floating in the sky, and a layer of white and flawless snow had already accumulated on the roof tiles on the ground.

Jun Shuying raised her hand to cover her eyes, dazedly identified the direction, and ran towards Qinglang's room.

Yan Qi, who was standing in the corridor, saw Jun Shuying running from far away, he was startled, and rushed forward a few steps to meet him: "Jun Shuying, why are you running like this?! "

"What happened to Chu Feiyang?!" Jun Shuying grabbed Yan Qi, panting as if she was about to die, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"They are still in the room and haven't come out..." Yan Qi helped him and saw Cheng Xuexiang chasing from behind.

Cheng Xuexiang put the cloak on Jun Shuying without saying a word, Yan Qi grabbed the two sides and wrapped Jun Shuying: "It's too cold outside, let's go into the room."

Jun Shuying walked into the room with a pale face, the whole room was filled with the strong smell of herbs, mixed with a touch of blood and abdominal gas, which stimulated his nerves. Stepping on the cold ground with bare feet, he has long since lost consciousness.

"Qingjing and Qilin were called by Gao Fang to help." Yan Qi saw him rushing over in a hurry, but he didn't speak, so he opened his mouth and said: "Brother Qing and Yunshen are going to deal with gang affairs. Qin Ying and Big Brother Chu, as well as Gao Fang and a few children are all in the room..."

Yan Qi pointed at the closed door, but before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened.

Gao Fang appeared in front of the door sweating profusely, his eyes bright: "Sect Master—"

He came out, and Qin Ying also came out behind him. His face was pale, without a trace of blood, as if he was extremely tired.

Immediately following, Qing Jing also walked out of the door. Behind him, Brother Qilin pushed a wheelchair carefully over the threshold in front of the door.

Chu Feiyang was sitting on the wheelchair, his face was also pale, but he looked at him with a smile.

Jun Shuying stood up abruptly, stepped in front of Chu Feiyang a few steps, trembling all over, gritted his teeth and stared at the hateful person, and then trembled after a while: "Chu Feiyang, you bastard!"

Chu Feiyang just stretched out his hand and took Jun Shuying's hand. He didn't say anything, just looked up at Jun Shuying, and with the pale complexion and the posture of sitting in the wheelchair, he actually showed a bit of weakness.

He frankly made a frail posture, and he did not shy away from the eyes that were still present. A person who has been resurrected from the dead once, what else is there to care about.

It's just that he doesn't shy away, but some people can't stand it.

Yan Qi pulled Gao Fang and Qin Ying who was still in a trance, Cheng Xuexiang pushed Qilin and Qing Jing, and they went out of the room together. Someone carefully closed the door to isolate the wind and snow outside.