The sound of the water was murmuring, and from time to time there would be splashes on the face. faintly, it seems to have a fishy smell.

After Su Mu came to his senses, he choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and he opened his eyes, just in time for the sunlight leaking from the cracks in the trees.

After a while, the memories of before the coma came to mind.

I turned my head, and unexpectedly saw the man with only the middle coat left two steps away. The stream rushed through there, and when it flowed to Su Mu, it was dyed red.

It's really a disaster from the sky, fortunately, there are many fallen leaves in late autumn, although it rolls down from the hillside, but there are more abrasions all over the body, and it doesn't really hurt the muscles and bones.

Even if you are unconscious, you may be dizzy.

After taking a few breaths, Su Mu stood up with the stone. I walked over to the man and tried his breath, and found that his breathing was weak but steady.

Looking around, the clouds were steaming halfway up the mountainside, and he couldn't tell where his current position was. sighed, even if someone rescues them, they have to dry their clothes first, maybe they have to spend the night in the mountains tonight.

Su Mu dragged the man out of the water and placed him where there was the sun by the stream. Peeling off his shirt, he found that the knife wound on the man's shoulder had been soaked and white.

I searched him and found that the man had quite a complete set of things. Not to mention the ointment, fire fold, dagger, and even salt.

After a moment of amazement, Su Mu used a dagger to cut his underwear into strips of cloth, and after applying medicine to the wound, he bandaged it roughly.

Half-sitting and admiring the bow, Su Mu got up and picked up a stick and went to find a place to stay overnight.

The grass was dense, and Su Mu cautiously hit the grass in front of him with a stick. In the late autumn season, if a poisonous snake comes out and bites him, it will be a lot of fun.

As you follow the direction of the stream, the path narrows and narrows. After turning a corner, a tree full of yellow fruits hung down from the rocks.

Su Mu didn't know what kind of tree it was, but after seeing that many of the fruits had insect eyes and bird pecking marks, he picked them down a few times. Just as he grabbed the branch, the mouth of the cave that had been hidden by the heavy fruit was revealed.

As night fell, a fire burned in the not-so-spacious cave, on which sat a cauldron, rumbling and tumbling. The aroma of rice porridge gradually dissipated, adding a touch of warmth to the otherwise cold night.

Su Mu put on the dried clothes, and then picked up another set and approached the fire.

On the rocks next to it, the injured man was lying under the covers. Through the blood and dirt on his face, it can be vaguely seen that this person should have good facial features.

Su Mu was bored and thought: they are also lucky, they can still find the cave after falling off the cliff. And this cave seems to have been inhabited, and the quilt fire pit is complete, and even let him find a few handfuls of white rice.

Su Writer Mu opened his mind, could it be that a couple of men and women accidentally fell in, and then the two of them saw the truth in adversity, and since then they have regarded this place as a memorial place......

After the porridge was cooked, the clothes on Su Mu's hands were completely dry.

When Xia Hou woke up, he smelled the fragrance of rice, and he felt that he was almost naked, and the quilt that wrapped him was also smelling musty. This familiar feeling made him feel stunned for a moment, everything was exactly the same as in his previous life, except for ......

Except that he opened his eyes and clearly saw the appearance of the man in the firelight.

It wasn't the vague feeling he felt when he didn't wake up with a high fever in his memory, but the real sight of the person who rolled him down the hillside with him in his arms and saved him.

Su Mu, who was serving porridge, noticed something unusual, and as soon as he turned around, he met the bright eyes. Hey...... The man's eyes seemed familiar.

"Wake up."

Xiahou pursed his mouth and didn't dare to speak, for fear of accidentally waking up this sweet dream.

Su Mu put the pot aside: "Do you want to eat something?" ”

Xiahou covered his Adam's apple and rolled up and down, and spit out a word with a little difficulty: "Eat." ”

Although I had been prepared for a long time, these injuries were also really suffered. Xiahou covered his chest and frowned slightly.

Seeing the forbearance on his face, Su Mu was a little weak. As he dragged the man into the cave, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood......

Because of his weak heart, Su Mu waited for the porridge to be cold, and when he saw that this person couldn't lift his hand, he simply took a spoon to feed him.

Xiahou was flattered and finally determined that this was not a dream. Because he never dared to have such a wonderful dream.

Since returning to the past, except for the first time to find someone, Xiahou Sha has taken every step carefully. Because he was afraid, he was afraid that one of his actions would lead to an accident with Su Mu.

The porridge was bland, and Su Mu sat on the stone collapse, watching the strange man half-leaning against the stone wall and swallowing one bite at a time.

The wood crackled in the fire, and the beating flames stretched the shadows of the two for a long time.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Su Mu was just about to get up, and Xiahou Shasha said in a hoarse voice: "My name, Xiahou Sha." ”

Su Mu raised his eyebrows, this surname ...... He stared at Xiahou Sha's muddled face carefully for a while, and an idea came to his mind: "That God of War Xiahou Ling, who is your Excellency?" ”

Xiahou looked directly into his eyes: "It's my father." ”

Su Mu suddenly realized, no wonder he felt familiar, wasn't this the general he saw on the royal street before! Thinking of this person's appearance, and looking at his current appearance, Su Mu felt that it was simply a tyrannical thing.

He brought the water he had drawn before, and casually pulled a piece of cloth and twisted it: "It turned out to be General Xiahou!" If you don't feel well, why don't you clean it up for you? ”

Seeing him smiling and groaning, Xiahou was full of affection mixed with a slight sourness: sure enough, no matter whether he does it again or not, his family's stinky problem of liking to look at his face can't be changed!

After asking for permission, Su Mu carefully wiped his face clean. As the strip of cloth moved, Xiahou's well-defined face was revealed.

His complexion was somewhat pale due to blood loss. Su Mu thought that there were really people who could match the words he wrote completely. A tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of the sideburns. Handsome side face with impeccable facial contours.

After meeting this person's deep eyes, and seeing the faint blue under his eyes. Su Mu was stunned, no wonder his facial features were so deep, it turned out to be mixed-blood.

The god of war Xiahou Ling is a foreign race in southern Xinjiang, and it is because of this birth that even if he has achieved great achievements, there are still people in the government and the opposition who will attack him: If it is not in my clan, his heart will be different.

Xiahou retracted the emotion in his eyes and lowered his eyes, and Su Mu spit on himself a little after calming down. He smiled casually: "I had a relationship with the general far before, but now I am in trouble at the same time, which can be regarded as a coincidence." In the Lower Su Curtain, Gusu people. ”

Xiahou Sha seemed to be a little apologetic: "Master Su, you should have been affected by me, and now you have saved me, I really don't know how to repay it." ”

In the humble cave, Su Mu almost blurted out: It's better to make a promise.

And Xiahou Sha, who was looking at the corner of the wall, was also very urgent, shouldn't he say that he wanted to make a promise at this time?

Coughing, Su Mu suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and he said solemnly: "General, you are really serious, you don't have to worry about it." ”

“……”

Xiahou didn't dare to raise his eyes, because he was afraid that he would not be able to hide his disappointment.

After admiring the beautiful face of the man on the rock, Su Mu smiled and brought his dried clothes: "General, put on your clothes while they are hot, the mountains are heavy, but don't catch a cold." ”

In order to avoid embarrassment, Su Mu very thoughtfully stuffed his clothes under the quilt.

However, Xiahou Sha, who was half-leaning there, just raised his hand to get dressed, but he snorted muffled after the quilt slipped away.

Strands of blood oozed from his shoulders wrapped in a white cloth, and the quilt fell to his waist, revealing his strong, lean pecs. The messy white cloth and wounds not only did not destroy the beauty, but even added a bit of blood. After getting closer, he could find that Xiahou Sha's body was lingering with a faint sandalwood. It seemed that he had just come out of the Buddhist hall, and the smell had not yet dissipated.

Obviously, he didn't feel anything when he undressed him before, but when he woke up at this moment, Su Mu was inexplicably a little embarrassed.

"Don't move! How did the wound crack open? Su Mu frowned and lifted the quilt to cover it: "I'll help you re-bandage it." ”

Xiahou pursed his lips a little forbearingly, and shook his head after half a sound: "It's okay if I don't move." ”

Su Mu was a little worried, he looked at the injured little pity in front of him, and sighed helplessly: "It's okay not to wear clothes, if you don't mind the general, it's better to let you help." ”

Xiahou Sha raised his head abruptly and quickly twisted it, and the words in his mouth were inaudible: "Originally...... The clothes are what you take off. ”

Su Mu didn't hear what he said, but he still adhered to the concept that if he didn't refuse, he agreed, anyway, he had already seen it and it didn't matter if he tried it again.

It's just an inner coat, but when it's done, both of them are still sweating.

Xiahou sat down slightly to block a certain reaction: "Thank you." ”

Su Mu's hand still had the touch he had just had, and his ears were inexplicably red: "You're welcome." ”

Then there was silence in the cave.

Just when the air was getting more and more viscous, and the weird feeling in Su Mu's heart was about to reach its peak, suddenly a cold wind blew from the mouth of the cave, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Seeing him shudder, Xia Hou covered his eyes.

“…… The mountains are heavy, if Su Gongzi doesn't mind, it's better to rest together. ”

This is to use all the words before Su Mu.

Su Mu, who had already returned to the fire, was a little funny, he looked up at Xiahou Sha, but found that the man's eyes were extremely sincere.

He is indeed a little cold, Xiao Su Mu's body bones are not good, although he has been well conditioned for two years, but the foundation is broken after all.

The contents of the cave can be seen at a glance, except for a broken quilt on the rock, there is really nothing else to keep warm.

Su Mu was silent for a moment, and after another gust of cold wind blew in, he raised a smile: "Then, but it's disrespectful." ”

It was obviously an extremely cold autumn leaf, and the wounds on his body were still painful, but Xiahou Sha felt great happiness. He didn't dare to move, just greedily breathed the breath of the people around him.

The faint scent of ink was mixed with the coldness, just like those last days in the battlefield of the previous life.

It was the first time that Su Mu collapsed with someone, and it was still a little awkward. But listening to the steady breathing of the people around him, he gradually let down his vigilance and fell into a dream unconsciously.

It was as if he had returned to the night of the cottage, and he was blindfolded in the inexplicable hustle and bustle, and he was walking forward step by step with the satin. The red cloth that filled the room reflected a large patch of crimson before his eyes, and the aggressive man leaned into his ear and whispered to the out-of-tune music.

It's just interest.

…… It's crazy.