Baishi specially approved the documents with Runyi, and handed them over to the fire hall steward, so that he could take a few days off.

As soon as Lin Feng woke up, he saw Bai Shi holding his head in front of the bed with one hand, and his head looked like he couldn't fall off because of sleepiness.

Looking at the sky outside, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, he seemed to have slept for a long time, one day, two days, three days?

However, there are rules in this fire hall, and the disciples must study diligently, except for illness, they generally have to go to the training ground to report as usual. It's noon, why is Shiraishi still in the house, just to take care of him?

He felt a little guilty, he and Shiraishi were just roommates, and he couldn't afford others to be so sad for him. Lift the quilt and get ready to get out of bed.

"Chirp. Looking sideways, the green chicken is not far from his pillow, I don't know who prepared a nest for it, it sleeps sweetly in the nest, and smashes it from time to time, which is particularly cute.

Linfeng tapped his fingertips and smoothed the soft feathers, the green chicken cub who was usually lively and chaotic was so quiet at the moment, it seemed that it was also tired of guarding the bed for him.

He had just gotten out of bed and was about to put on his shoes, when he saw the person who had been in front of the bed looking sideways at him.

The sunlight penetrated through the window, and the outline of the wind seemed to be gilded with a layer of gold, although there were some scars on his face, but it did not damage his delicate temperament, looking like a small stream, happily washing the soul, like a vigorous grass, the branches are ready to sprout, smell a mouthful, and the aroma of green apples is just ripe.

Shiraishi rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Hmm...... You're finally awake. Lin Feng looked at him with some confusion, "What, I slept for a long time?"

Bai Shi got up and nodded at him, "It's been a long time, it's been three days, I'll prepare something to eat for you." ”

Lin Feng was slightly surprised in his heart, could it be that this person Baishi guarded him for three days and three nights, if this is the case, this person's heart is really excellent.

Soon, Shiraishi brought back some food, along with a few steamed buns, and a bowl of seaweed and egg soup.

"It's so fragrant~" The green chicken boy chirped dimly, rolled his little body, jumped up, and hurriedly flew to the table, seeing a table of good dishes, he couldn't help but praise it. "Brother Shiraishi, you really should be virtuous. Baishi didn't stop in his hand, and put a small plate for the green chickens to eat.

Linfeng sat down, frowned slightly, and drove his arm to take the chopsticks, his hand seemed to be uncontrollable, a little trembling, and his fingertips could only pull down the chopsticks every time, and after a few seconds of lifting, he fell back to the table, and so on several times.

Linfeng was a little embarrassed, "My hands are not handy." He considered using his left hand, but his left hand had never done so, and he stopped in the air for a long time, not knowing how to get his left hand to pick up the vegetables. His expression froze, he sighed, and put down his chopsticks.

I took the bun with one hand, but fortunately I can still use it with my left hand, Linfeng thought with emotion, resting on the table with one hand, feeding myself with one hand to gnaw the bun.

Shiraishi ate two bites of rice, and saw that Lin Feng quickly wiped out all five buns, and looked at the food on the table with unfinished eyes.

He got up and sat down next to Linfeng, picked up Linfeng's dishes and chopsticks, and sandwiched the braised pork that the other party had been staring at for a long time. "Open your mouth. ”

Linfeng tilted his head back with some hesitation, and an embarrassed smile on his face: "No need, I, I'm full." Linfeng's temperament still hopes not to trouble people, try not to trouble people, although his inner thoughts are: for the matter of eating, he can fight again!

Bai Shi lowered his eyes, looked at Linfeng, his face was a little resistant, but his eyes were staring directly at the dishes, and his gaze seemed to be sticky, and he couldn't pick it off.

"Good. "Although Shiraishi's face is not good-looking, it looks very kind, like the rising sun, warm.

Lin Feng looked at the other man's gaze, and his mouth opened to let the man feed. When the fragrant soft and tender pork belly enters the mouth, the feeling is melt-in-the-mouth, the aroma of the sauce and the taste of shredded meat are blended together, which is really delicious.

Lin Feng licked the corners of his mouth after eating, looked at Bai Shi with a little timidity, said that he was full, and looked at each other as if he wanted to eat, feeling really embarrassed......

Shiraishi couldn't help but smile, the corners of his eyebrows were like daisies blooming in the mountains, the expression of the wind, his eyes were clear and bright, with the longing of small animals, it was really, so cute.

The two of them slowly finished eating a table of food, and the green chicken boy also ate with a round belly, and his whole body became more and more rounded, like a little fat dun, with tender green feathers, and a small fur ball, so that Baishi was put on the exclusive small soft couch.

"Bear with me. Baishi began to disassemble the cloth belt again, the wound was a little suppurated, and the pus that flowed out was stuck with the cloth belt, which seemed to be removing the cloth belt, but it was actually no different from tearing the skin.

It seemed that the wound still needed further care, so he took a knife, roasted it over the fire, and made sure that it was all right, and removed the carrion that had risen later on his hands, sprinkled it with the antiseptic powder ordered by Runyi, and coated the outer layer with another layer of medicine to prevent the meat from growing together with the cloth belt.

Linfeng guarded his hands, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Baishi, and then lowered his eyes, with a faint loneliness in his eyes. Such a scene was so familiar, but he didn't dare to think about it further.

Thinking of it, my heart is like being twisted into a towel, and I twist it with a colic. Seeing that the man lowered his head, Shiraishi wanted to reach out to the head to comfort him, but he stopped in the air, and his open palm slowly closed his fist and retracted it.

Before it was time, he admonished himself. He can bring food to the other party and take care of the other party, but he can't show too much, he can't show the ambiguity of Xiàn, and he can't startle the snake before he finds out what Jin Lin's intentions are.

He had to do everything he could to see Jin Lin, but for now, it seemed that he could only ......

Night.

Lin Feng looked at his left hand, and with some difficulty he took off his coat with one hand, he had already troubled others to wear it during the day, and he didn't want to trouble others like this all the time.

I took off the cloth, got wet, grabbed the cloth, and with my hands awkwardly grasped the towel one by one, and applied it to my face.

Shiraishi had been by his side, but his eyes were watching the man's every move, and he hesitated, stepped over to Linfeng's side in a few steps, and snatched his cloth towel.

Lin Feng was about to wipe his neck, but there was suddenly nothing in his hand, which made him stagnate, raised his eyes, met Bai Shi's gaze, and Lin Feng lowered his eyes a little uncomfortably.

The man's gaze was too similar, too similar, so that he, let him, can't help it, can't help but think of Ban Jing.

After several deep breaths back and forth, Lin Feng raised his hand, spread it out in front of the man, and said to him, "Give it back to me, I'll do it myself." ”

There was no rough touch of cloth in his hand, and with it came a kind of warmth, it was the man's hand, the man holding his palm. I don't know when I brought a stool and sat him down.

The white stone looks average, but the hand shape is rare to look good, as if carved like jade, the color is transparent, and the delicate fingers contrast with the roughness of the cloth towel.

The man soaked the cloth towel completely, twisted it without dripping, folded in half, only a small rectangular square the size of his palm, and gently wiped his face in the wind, lifting his bangs from time to time, and wiping the corners of his forehead carefully, as if he was not washing his face.

Instead, it is for the respectful shrine, the fragile porcelain puppet, wipe the general, be careful, lest you be careless.

The cloth towel is soft after the towel has been soaked in water, and the water temperature is just right, and after wiping the cheeks, I only feel refreshing and comfortable, warm, like a leisurely afternoon sun.

Linfeng couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling the comfort, comfortable he wanted to stretch and fall asleep. When the other party stopped, his face was cold, he quickly opened his eyes, and he patted his head.

I was so rude, how could I not thank or express myself when others helped, so I just lay down and fell asleep.

Shiraishi looked down at Linfeng's neck, the cloth towel was soaked, and he was wiping it little by little, his wrist was suddenly grasped, and he looked at Linfeng.

Lin Feng also raised his head to meet his gaze, he smiled back, spread his palm in front of the man, and he said a little embarrassed: "It's already very troublesome to you, Baishi, today, I can't trouble you anymore, let me do it myself." ”

Bai Shi lowered his eyes and looked at him, Lin Feng was also a little unnatural, there was a feeling of helplessness, and the person's gaze seemed to carry a little loss.

Just when Linfeng thought that the other party was a stubborn and unpersuaded person, the man stopped, rinsed the cloth towel, folded it into a square, and cautiously handed it to Wukong.

Lin Feng really wanted to pat his head, others are very upright, but he saw that he was injured and wanted to take care of himself, he raised his eyes, how could he be a villain's heart.

The rest of the wind moved a little slower, wiped a little bit, and when it reached his back, he tried for a long time, and his arms did not grow enough to go around, he bare his upper body, facing the bronze mirror, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

After washing, Bai Shi saw that Linfeng was still standing still, looking at the clumsy movements of his hands, and he had already guessed one or two in his heart.

The wind stretched his arms backwards, once, no, twice, still no, three times......

The wrist was held again, and Linfeng turned his head sideways to look at the man, the other's hair was as black and shiny as fine silk, and as the man leaned forward, the hair flowed like flowing water on Linfeng's shoulder.

The hair was soft, like the touch of a feather, soft and tickling, and Linfeng shrugged his shoulders a little unnaturally with fear.

Before Lin Feng could speak, Bai Shi held his wrist, and his hand was strong, like a warm source from his wrist to the bottom of his heart.

He took out a cloth towel and wiped his back for him, this time Linfeng was not as unnatural as before, just closed his eyes and enjoyed the treatment of wiping his back.

I have to say that this Baishi's technique is good, rubbing his back and rubbing his back makes him feel a little sleepy in the wind, and the person is a little distracted, and he leans back directly into Baishi's arms.

Bai Shi looked at Lin Feng gently, stroked his fingertips, and brushed the hair that covered his eyes, it seems that this person still hasn't rested well.