"You eat too little on weekdays, you have to eat more."

Wen Xien hung his head and said nothing, touching the hem of his pale cyan clothes.

Ke Changqing pondered for a moment, feeling that what he had just said was not enough, and he was afraid that Wen Xien would not take his words to heart, so he continued: "Are these meals unappetizing? Is it unwell, or what's wrong? ”

Wen Xien raised his head and glanced at him, his voice was calm and cold: "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat." ”

Ke Changqing went to shake her hand and smiled: "This is not good, it seems that I will have to supervise your dinner in the future." ”

Wen Xien only let him shake it for a moment, and pulled out his hand to go back to the house, Ke Changqing didn't let go and fixed the person in front of him.

It snowed last night, this morning the light is clear, everything is new, there are not too many people left in the hall, it is because there is little snow clearing every winter, Ke Changqing tightened the newly put on cloak for Wen Xien, and said: "Clean dust, let's go play in the snow." ”

This year's winter seems to be extraordinarily long and bitter, after the first snow, the trees seem to have withered only for a moment, the trees in the yard are dry and withered, and only a few ornamental pines are still straight and green, but after all, they are a little desolate.

Wen Xien walked step by step through the snow, standing in the white snow, almost blending in with the snow.

Ke Changqing watched from behind, he didn't know why he suddenly frowned, a red light flashed under his eyes, he suddenly remembered the scene of Wen Xien's suicide a few days ago, the person in front of him looked too fragile, as if he would disappear from his eyes at any time and in the next second.

Even if he had tied her to his side, Ke Changqing still didn't feel satisfied, and even aggravated the gains and losses.

The tall figure bent down from behind and hugged the thin white monk, burying his whole head in her neck, greedily inhaling the cold fragrance on her body.

"Jingchen, this is just one of your Tao names, what is your real name?" Ke Changqing said softly in her ear, and the hot breath sprayed on the tip of her child.

Wen Xien was silent, ignoring him, just staring at one place in a daze, Ke Changqing had long been accustomed to Wen Xiyi's behavior of treating him as air, and he was not angry at all.

But after a while, Wen Xien's calm surface could not be maintained, and grabbing the man's big hand, Wen Xien blinked tremblingly.

Wen Xien was forced to say his name.

"Wen Sheen."

Ke Changqing chewed these three words slowly.

"Wen, Xi, Eun."

"Eun, Eun......"

These three words lingered in the tip of the man's tongue with a particularly lingering sympathy, Wen Xien couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel his excitement.

The hard chest attached to his back, the heart under the skin and flesh beat extremely strongly, to convey the surging emotions of his master.

"Eun ......"

"Eun ......"

I don't know if it stimulates a certain nerve of a man because of this name, and the man doesn't seem to be able to call it enough, as if he has been poisoned by a kind of poison called 'En'.

The snow is still falling, Ke Changqing dreams more and more often, he dreams of some scenes that he is familiar with and unfamiliar with, in the dream he can't ask for it, he almost wants to go crazy, he wants to get that person, every bone he thinks about is a desire, but the final ending is the life that was removed by that person's own hands.

It was very real in the dream, but after Ke Changqing woke up during the day, he didn't remember the face of the person in the dream, only that he was a person who loved to wear white clothes.

He even stared at Wen Xien in a daze during the day, and he even wondered if the person in his dream would be Wen Xien, but unfortunately he met a woman before he could find the answer.

Dressed in white, the fairy spirit is fluttering.

Ke Changqing didn't pay much attention to her originally, but once he saw her face clearly, and it was three points similar to Wen Xien, especially when he smiled.

Wen Xien is too indifferent, since he was locked up, he hasn't smiled at him once, the woman's smile easily reminds Ke Changqing of Wen Xien, but when he was full of excitement and joy, he bumped into Wen Xien's cold face, just like being splashed with a basin of cold water, leaving only the cold swishing all over his body.

I don't know if he hated the white shadow too much in his dream, causing Ke Changqing to inexplicably have a little hatred for Wen Xien, he was afraid that he would hurt Wen Xien, so he could only pretend to be cold.

But if he didn't see her for a day and really missed it very much, Ke Changqing would call that woman over and often stare at her eyes in a daze.

Ke Changqing has always been clean and self-conscious, he doesn't have any confidantes around him, but he frequently summons a woman out of thin air, which will naturally make women have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

The woman's name is Xue'er, and she has always been an ordinary maid in the church, and she was personally named by the sect leader to serve in the temple, and I don't know how many people were red-eyed, which greatly satisfied her vanity.

It's a pity that what makes her very disappointed is that the sect leader never touched her from beginning to end, just stared at her for a while and let her leave, others thought she was not called a pamper, but she herself knew, the sect leader didn't even touch a hair of her.

But so what, as long as she doesn't say it, no one knows, the people who looked down on her before and bullied her come to please her, and the treatment is completely different from before, and sometimes she even has a little bit of the meaning that she has become the wife of the sect leader.

After all, she was the first person to be called by the sect master to serve in the temple.

Until one time she heard a few snack-mouthed maids talking behind her back.

"It seems that the people in the courtyard have been forgotten by the sect master, and the sect master's has not passed for a few days."

"It's normal, that master gives a cold face every day, maybe the master is tired of it."

"yes, yes, the sect leader hasn't been ...... with another woman recently"

Only then did Xue'er understand that she was not unique, there were already people before the sect leader, and the sect leader had never touched her, Xue'er had a sense of crisis.

She was afraid that she would be abandoned, she didn't want to go back to the old days, she was used to such a luxurious taste of being praised by others, so she ......

Cher goes to find the rumored person.

There are Yan Sen's guards guarding the gate of the courtyard, such a big posture makes Xue'er shocked, I don't know who the people inside are, so that the sect leader can value it so much, and she also thinks so, she is more and more jealous.

Before Xue'er could enter, she was stopped by the guards at the door, and they obviously knew that the woman in front of them was the sect leader's person, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

"I'm the Master's person, and there's no place I can't go to, watch your heads."

Cher's words made the guards hesitate for a moment, but in the end they didn't stop them.

(End of chapter)