[R18] Will drink wine – “About Wine” Chapter 217 [English]

Chapter 209 Embrace

Chashi Tiankeng is the night of Shen Zechuan.

When he first entered Zhaosu Temple, the buildings in the temple were dilapidated and the broken windows could not block the cold wind. Ji Gang left the only shelter from the wind for him to sleep. He pillowed his arms and did not dare to tell the master that he could not sleep.

At that time, Shen Zechuan could still remember Ji Mu’s face. The eldest brother had the shadow of Hua Pingting, and he was handsome. When he was at home, people who said he was close to her would almost break the door.

“I’m thinking about getting promoted,” Ji Mu squatted in the yard eating dumplings, “If we get promoted, we’ll live in the east end.”

Shen Zechuan imitated He to peel dumplings, stuffing his cheeks with bulging cheeks, nodding and saying vaguely: “I’ll keep an eye on you, sister-in-law.”

Ji Mu has a childhood sweetheart, a girl who used to live next door to us, but later moved to the east.This girl’s father was a fan of others and always wanted to send his daughter to the government office. Ji Mu joined the army just to gain reputation. He worked all day long on errands and wanted to marry the girl back before she left the government.

Ji Gang didn’t make much money, and his family wasn’t wealthy.Hua Pingting raised two sons, and the dowry was saved for them to get married in the future. Seeing that the eldest brother Ji Mu was getting older, she and Ji Gang were planning to find a matchmaker in the house.

Duanzhou is very empty in winter, with the Chashi River to the east.When we were younger, we would drag plows on the ice in winter.Shen Zechuan is smart and always coaxes the little devils who follow him to be horses, and he becomes the master, sitting on the plow and directing people to run around.

Ji Mu told Ji Gang at that time: “My brother will definitely have a future.”

Hua Pingting regarded Shen Zechuan as her biological son, and Ji Mu regarded Shen Zechuan as his biological brother.While Xiao Chiye and Xiao Jiming were running horse-drawn bows in Libei, Ji Mu was still running around with Shen Zechuan all over the mountains and plains.Before Shen Zechuan was fifteen years old, the Ji family’s boxing was very sloppy. Ji Mu always took care of him and wouldn’t let Hua Pingting train.

At the end of Hamdeok’s third year, the flag was raised, and the whole family was happy.Hua Pingting organized a wedding, counted her family’s savings, and prepared to ask Ji Gang to ask a matchmaker to propose marriage to a girl in the east.

At that time, Ji Mu was on duty, and Shen Zechuan took the food packaged by Hua Pingting and went to the garrison camp to deliver food to his eldest brother.That night was the last time Shen Zechuan saw Hua Pingting. The mistress stood at the door of the courtyard, buttoned up his coat, put a wind collar on him, covered him tightly, and told him to “go early and come back early.”

Ji Mu secretly gave Shen Zechuan a drink, and Shen Zechuan dipped his chopsticks into the drink, sitting like a green radish wrapped in a coat among a row of soldiers.When the snow falls, these rough men say that the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest and Duanzhou will have a good harvest next year.

Ji Mu tapped the porcelain bowl with chopsticks and sang a Qingping tune.He was only twenty years old at that time, and he was about to marry a beautiful wife. The two brothers were in a harmonious relationship, and his parents were healthy and healthy. It was a good time for him to be in high spirits.

Shen Zechuan bursts into tears every time he thinks of that night.He lost the courage to look back in Zhaosu Temple and could no longer dream of these times.Ji Mu turned into a hideous skeleton in the seven-year nightmare. Shen Zechuan forgot his elder brother’s appearance and couldn’t even remember their last conversation.

Why didn’t he help Ji Mu?

Shen Zechuan climbed out and fell back again.In the first few years, he would lie in it and cry bitterly. “Shen Zechuan” was left here. He stood up and saw that he was buried in the snow.

The military boots made a slight sound as they stepped on the snow.

Shen Zechuan turned around indifferently and saw the dusty Ji Mu in the snow.Ji Mu was very clean tonight, with no injuries on his body.He held the handle of the knife and approached Shen Zechuan.

Seven years later, Ji Mu has not changed at all.He’s cheeks were slightly red from the cold, and he breathed while walking. The anger that was struggling in the sea of ​​​​blood disappeared.Shen Zechuan looked at he and remembered the clear tone he made before leaving.

Shen Zechuan was already as tall as Ji Mu, and he said tiredly: “Brother.”

Ji Mu stood in front of Shen Zechuan, the wind and snow blowing his messy temples, and he said, “Why don’t you go home?”

Shen Zechuan said: “The snow was too heavy and I forgot the road.”

Ji Mu looked at Shen Zechuan and smiled: “Silly boy, mother is looking for you.”

Shen Zechuan turned around and saw Hua Pingting on the other side.The mistress was holding a lantern in the heavy snow, and her skirt was swaying in the wind.As he watched, tears welled up in his eyes.

He remembers everything, so he wants to forget everything.

Ji Mu held his saber steady, crossed Shen Zechuan, and walked towards Hua Pingting.

Shen Zechuan suddenly shouted uncontrollably: “Brother!”

With tears in his eyes, Shen Zechuan went to catch Ji Mu dejectedly.But Ji Mu didn’t look back, and Shen Zechuan chased after him. With every step he took, the blood under his feet spread an inch higher.He hurriedly pulled out his legs, but could not break free. He finally fell into a pool of blood and was entangled with corpses. Chao Jimu shouted at the top of his lungs: “Come back!”

Ji Mu had almost disappeared into the snow.

Shen Zechuan couldn’t catch anything and was drowned in blood and water in the sinking sinkhole.The panic of drowning swept over him, and he couldn’t breathe. He could only struggle and watch the glimmer of light disappear.

“Shen Lanzhou——!”

Xiao Chiye picked up Shen Zechuan, his strong shoulders able to withstand the heavy rain.With the radiance of the scorching sun, he swept away the dark world with strong wind, causing the wind and snow to disperse suddenly.He was so hot that nothing else could be left around Shen Zechuan.

Shen Zechuan woke up suddenly, soaked all over.Xiao Chiye clamped his face, touched his noses in the dark, and kissed him soothingly.Shen Zechuan was still panting, he put his arms around Xiao Chiye’s neck, and wet his eyes in this snuggle.

Xiao Chiye came closer and coaxed: “Lan Zhou is back, come back to me.”

Shen Zechuan nodded with lingering fear, knocked Xiao Chiye’s forehead, and looked at Xiao Chiye with eyes full of panic.Xiao Chiye wiped the corners of his eyes with his thumb and rubbed his cheeks.

“It’s okay,” Xiao Chiye said, giving him a kiss and a hug.

The military tent was newly built, and the charcoal basin was not burning brightly enough, so it went out in the middle of the night.The two of them slept on a simple plank bed with a thin mattress underneath and a large cloak covering them.Xiao Chiye was afraid that Lan Zhou would get sick, so he took his cold hand back, stuffed it into his clothes, and put it against his chest.

Shen Zechuan calmed his breathing and wrinkled Xiao Chiye’s clothes.Xiao Chiye never let go of his arms. He just put on his cloak and talked quietly to him inside.

Xiao Chiye asked: “Is it cold?”

Shen Zechuan buried his face in Xiao Chiye’s neck and said in a deep voice, “It’s cold.”

Xiao Chiye hugged Shen Zechuan tightly, pressed his chin with his chin, half-closed his eyes and said, “If you stick closer, it won’t be cold.”

The two figures were like cubs dependent on each other, clinging to each other for warmth.Shen Zechuan put his hand on Xiao Chiye’s back, which made Xiao Chiye gasp for air.Shen Zechuan felt at ease when he touched the wolf. He touched it carefully, as if touching the wolf’s fur.

The muscles on Xiao Chiye’s back were obvious. He was itchy when being touched, and he had nowhere to hide. He could only tilt his head slightly and feel numbness in his waist and eyes.Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he raised his hand and grabbed Shen Zechuan’s wrist, turned over and pinned Lan Zhou down, breathing heavily, but did not move against the he.

Shen Zechuan said angrily: “Don’t you want a hug?”

“Is that a hug?” Xiao Chiye came closer and pressed him, and asked again in a low voice, “Is that a hug?”

Shen Zechuan felt that the sound came from his throat. He looked at Xiao Chiye, as if he dared to be angry but dared not speak.

Xiao Chiye let go of Shen Zechuan’s wrist and moved down He’s waist. He touched Shen Zechuan’s face and felt itchy.He could still hold it back at first, but Xiao Chiye pressed him with his chest, scratching him until his eyes gradually became wet again, and while he was panting rapidly, he raised his head and laughed.

Xiao Chiye loved Lan Zhou and smiled. His eyes were half-squinted, and the water was soaked in them, drowning in Xiao Ce’an’s figure.

Shen Zechuan laughed so much that his neck was wet, his clothes stuck to his back, and he was dripping with sweat.He felt tired, breathed slowly, and welcomed Xiao Chiye’s kiss.It was so hot inside the cloak, and it was so stuffy that Shen Zechuan forgot about the wind and snow.

Xiao Chiye knew that Lan Zhou couldn’t sleep well, but he was here tonight.

He is so ambitious that Lan Zhou will only dream about himself in the future.