"Brother Xian, wait for me."

Wen Xian turned around and looked at Ye Wuwu, who had caught up, and frowned, "Why are you here?" ”

The corners of Ye Wuwu's lips hooked slightly, and he jumped to Wen Xian's side, "I'll help you wash the fruit." ”

Glancing at the fruit in Ye Wuwu's arms, Wen Xian's brows tightened a little.

"Give me the fruit, and you go back."

Wen Xian said that he was going to get the fruit in Ye Wuwu's arms, but he avoided him.

"I don't want it, I'll wash it myself." At night, he ran in the direction of the mountain stream with the fruit in his hand.

He finally found an excuse to be with him, so he didn't want to go back.

Wen Xian immediately chased after him worriedly.

Under the mountain stream, neither of them spoke, and each washed the fruit.

While Wen Xian was washing the fruit, he secretly paid attention to the night in case he fell down the mountain stream.

"Brother Xian, you have a taste."

Ye Wuwu suddenly turned around and handed a fruit to Wen Xian's lips.

Looking at the night carefree expectant gaze, Wen Xian's eyes flashed, took the fruit, and threw it into his arms.

"Once you're done, let's go back."

Not daring to look at the little face that had fallen down without worry, Wen Xian turned around and left directly.

Ye Wuwu stared blankly at Wen Xian's back, his eyes full of tears.

"Why?"

The voice of grief was full of sorrow.

Wen Xian paused, and the fruit in his hand was almost crushed by him.

"What did I do wrong, why did you suddenly ignore me?"

Ye Wuwu stared at Wen Xian's back, and the tears in his eyes slid down one by one like pearls with broken threads.

His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and Wen Xian wanted to escape, but his feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move a step.

Unable to hear the answer, there were more and more tears in Ye Wuwu's eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"Brother String......"

Ye Wuwu wanted to step forward, but accidentally stepped on a stone, and his feet slipped, and the whole person fell into the mountain stream.

"Ah......h

Wen Xian turned around suddenly, and his heart almost stopped beating when he saw Ye Wuwu fall into the mountain stream.

"Worry-free ......"

Throwing away all the fruits, Wen Xian rushed to the mountain stream with one lunge, pulling him back before he hit the stone wall in the night.

"Are you alright?"

Looking at the obviously frightened Ye Wuwu, Wen Xian was distressed and afraid, and hurriedly took off his coat to cover him.

"Brother Xian......" Ye Wuwu threw himself into Wen Xian's arms and cried whining, "I'm so scared of ......"

"Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Wen Xian hugged Ye Wuwu tightly, kissed the top of his hair, and coaxed gently.

Under the fruit tree, Nuan Se waited a little impatiently.

"Why is it so long, will something happen, I'll go and see."

"Don't go."

Seeing Nuanse heading towards the mountain stream, Han Xiao was a little anxious and grabbed her sleeve.

"Huh?"

Nuanse turned around and looked at Han Xiao with a frown, and the others also looked at him with puzzled expressions.

Han Xiao let go of his hand and opened his eyes a little weakly, "It shouldn't be fine." ”

"That is, with the third brother here, what can happen to them?"

Bing Zhi bit the fruit while shaking her head nonchalantly.

"You know a lot."

Looking at Bingzhi's disdainful little eyes, Nuan Se immediately gave her a brain nail unhappily.

Bing Zhi touched her head painfully, and bit the fruit crisply, completely treating the fruit as warmth.

Blazing Feather breathed a sigh of relief and glanced uneasily in the direction of the mountain stream.

Ye Wuwu cried for a long time before he finally calmed down.

Wen Xian wiped his tears from his eyes, "Let's go back, if we don't go back, they should be worried." ”

Ye Wuwu nodded and gently took Wen Xian's hand.

Wen Xian's eyes flashed lightly, but he didn't shake off the carefree hand of the night.

"Brother Xian, fruit ......"

Seeing the fruit that was thrown away by Wen Xian just now, Ye Wuwu remembered that they had come to wash the fruit.

"Don't."

Wen Xian didn't look back and pulled Ye Wuwu away.

"The third brother and the worry-free brother are back."

Seeing Wen Xian and the night worry-free, Bingzhi's eyes lit up.

Wen Xian subconsciously let go of Ye Wuwu's hand, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

The temperature of the palm disappeared, and the heart of the night was as if it was empty, and his eyes lowered gloomily.

"Why have you been around for so long?"

Nuanse raised her eyes and looked at the two of them empty-handed, frowning slightly, "I remember that you seem to be washing the fruit." ”

"Third brother, have you eaten all the fruits?" Bing Zhi also blinked suspiciously.

"They all fell into the mountain stream." Glancing at Bingzhi, Wen Xian walked over to the fire and sat down.

Ye Wuwu's eyes flashed, and he quietly walked to Liang Sheng's side and sat down.

"Worry-free, why are your clothes wet?"

Seeing the water stains on Wuwu's chest, Liang Sheng frowned and hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief.

Nuanse also frowned, "Why are your clothes wet?" ”

"I ......"

"It's okay, some water."

Wen Xian didn't raise his head, but directly picked up the branches on the ground and lit a fire.

Ye Wuwu secretly glanced at Wen Xian, and smiled gratefully at Liang Sheng, "Well, I'm fine, I'm almost done." ”

"Come on, come on, eat roast chicken."

Nuanse chopped the roasted pheasant and distributed it to everyone.

"Fortunately, I was smart enough to catch a few pheasants."

Bingzhi snatched a chicken leg and nibbled on it with relish.

Nuanse raised her eyebrows, "Did you catch it?" How do I remember that Xiaoliu caught it? ”

Bing Zhi's eyes flickered, and she raised her eyebrows disappreciatively, "It's almost the same." ”

Ignoring Bingzhi's smug look, Nuanse divided the remaining three chicken legs among Blazing Feather, Wuwu and Liangsheng.

Wuwu walked to Wen Xian's side and forced a smile, "Brother Xian, give you chicken legs." ”

Wen Xian's body stiffened, glanced at the chicken leg handed over by Wu Wu, and frowned.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat yourself."

After Wen Xian finished speaking, he got up and left directly.

Ye Wuwu bit his lip, looked at Wen Xian's back, and wanted to cry aggrievedly, but he lowered his eyes in a panic to hide the tears in his eyes.

Nuanse looked at Wen Xian's back suspiciously, "What's wrong with him, third child?" ”

Why does she think that the third child seems to be unhappy?

"I'll take a look."

Han Xiao's eyes flashed, and he got up and followed.

On the edge of the cliff, Han Xiao looked at Wen Xian's lonely back and felt a little distressed.

"You, it's okay."

"Come with me to practice boxing." Wen Xian suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes full of pain and struggle.

Han Xiao's heart shook suddenly, and he nodded stunned.

"Ah......h

Wen Xian punched Han Xiao violently, and Han Xiao subconsciously dodged it.

Wen Xian's eyes were red, and he swung punch after punch towards Han Xiao.

Knowing that Wen Xian was in a bad mood, Han Xiao didn't fight back, just blindly dodged, and occasionally received two punches.

On the cliff, two figures, one black and one white, are flying, looking like butterflies from a distance.

The two fought for a long time, until they lost any strength and then stopped.

Wen Xian closed his eyes and lay on the stone slab.

"I'm sorry." The tired voice was full of apologies.

Han Xiao tugged at the corners of his purple lips, but didn't speak, just accompanied him so quietly.

At dinner in the evening, everyone's eyes were on Han Xiao.

"Second brother, did the third brother beat you?"

Bingzhi bit her chopsticks, and finally couldn't help but ask.

The others also pricked up their ears and listened to Han Xiao's answer.

"Can he beat me?"

Han Xiao glanced at Bing Zhi and picked up the rice expressionlessly.

When everyone heard this, they looked strangely at Wen Xian, who had a clean face, and then at the cold flute full of bruises, and instantly fell a black line.

Only Wen Xian ate silently.

"It's not the third child, so how did you get it on your face?" Nuanse raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"Bumped."

Han Xiao's face was not red, and his heart jumped out of two words.

"Ahem......"

Bing Zhi choked violently and coughed desperately. Blazing Feather, who was sitting next to her, immediately comforted her.

Everyone else looked at Han Xiao with strange expressions.

Ye Wuwu put down his chopsticks and took out a box of ointment, "Brother Xiao, this is the ointment I asked Sister Sheng to take before, I'll help you wipe it." ”

Han Xiao glanced at Wen Xian next to him, and a touch of cunning crossed the depths of his eyes.

"Okay."

Han Xiao put down his chopsticks and turned to Ye Wuwu.

Ye Wuwu opened the medicine box and seriously helped Han Xiao rub the medicine.

"I'm full."

With a "snap", Wen Xian put down the dishes and chopsticks and left with a cold face.

Nuan frowned and put down the dishes and chopsticks dissatisfied.

"What's going on with this third child, why is it always weird lately?"

Ye Wuwu's hand shook violently, and the ointment slid directly over Han Xiao's lips.

"I'm sorry."

Ye Wuwu came back to his senses and immediately picked up a handkerchief to wipe off the ointment on the flap of Han Xiao's lips.

Looking at Ye Wuwu's absent-minded appearance, Han Xiao's eyes flashed, "I'll come by myself, you go and see the third child, he seems to be angry." ”

"Hmm."

Ye Wuwu nodded, handed the medicine box to Han Xiao, and then got up and left the hall.

In the courtyard, Wen Xian stood under the begonia tree.

Ye Wuwu pursed his lips and cautiously walked behind Wen Xian.

"Brother String......"

Hearing Ye Wuwu's voice, the anger in Wen Xian's heart instantly rose again, and he didn't look at Ye Wuwu and left directly.

Ye Wuwuxin throbbed violently and took a deep breath, "Tonight, I'll wait for you on the mountain." ”

Wen Xian's body stiffened, and his hands tightened unconsciously.

After Ye Wuwu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wen Xian to answer, and turned around and left directly.

The breeze was light, the begonia flowers fell with the wind, Wen Xian looked at the pink petals under his feet, and did not move for a long time.

At night, Wen Xian kept tossing and turning in bed.

Han Xiao stood up from the bed and glared at Wen Xian, "You still won't let me sleep, you can go if you want." ”

"Who said I was going." Wen Xianjun pursed his lips with a slight blush.

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "You really don't go?" ”

"No, no." Wen Xian rolled over irritably.

Han Xiao's eyes turned slightly, and he sighed and said, "It's really good to be carefree, it's so late now, the cold on the mountain is heavy, maybe there are spirit beasts and the like......"

Before Han Xiao's words were finished, Wen Xian flew out.

The corners of Han Xiao's lips hooked slightly, picked up the quilt and fell down again.

I can finally sleep.

Wen Xian ran to the mountain in one breath, but he didn't see worry-free.

"Worry-free ......"

Unable to find worry-free, Wen Xian was anxious, and hurriedly turned around, but was suddenly hugged from behind.