Jun Huailang only felt that he had woken up from a deep dream.

These few days, there is no clear boundary between his sleep and waking. But this time, when he woke up from the deep dream, he was able to open his eyes unimpeded.

For a time, the light was a bit dazzling, and he couldn't help frowning and narrowing his eyes.

With the familiar bed tent and environment, he turned his head slightly, and he could see a person guarding the bed.

Before he could see who that person was, that person had already stood up like a frightened bird, following his subtle movements, and leaned forward.

"Awake?" The voice was hoarse.

Now, without needing to see clearly, Jun Huailang knew who was standing beside the bed.

He just woke up, his consciousness was still a little dull, and he hummed after realizing it, and felt a hand on his forehead.

Dry and rough, it blended in with the temperature of his forehead, and even the palm of his hand was a little hot.

"Finally, the fever has subsided." Xue Yan said.

Jun Huailang realized later that his illness was cured.

He was stunned for a moment, then propped himself against the bed to get up, wanting to ask the current situation in Jinling, whether the epidemic had dissipated, how many casualties were in the city now, and whether the source of the epidemic had been found.

But at this time, he met Xue Yan's gaze.

A pair of amber eyes stared at him fiery and stubbornly.

For a moment, Jun Huailang stared at him, his mind blank. The series of words he wanted to ask just now stopped in his throat, and in a moment, they disappeared.

Only Xue Yan remained in his eyes.

For a while, neither of them spoke, only the spot of light falling on the ground through the window, moving little by little on the ground with the slanting sunlight.

Xue Yan lost weight.

A young man has never been so embarrassed. Even though he has obviously washed and changed his clothes, he can't hide the bloodshot eyes and the dark blue under his eyes. His facial features are also sharper due to the thinness of his cheeks.

Jun Huailang wanted to reach out and touch his face.

He thought so, and he did. He raised his hand awkwardly, put it on Xue Yan's cheek, and stroked it slowly.

He seemed to feel that the muscles of Xue Yan's whole body were tensed for a moment, like a pilgrim believer finally being favored by God, he stopped in place, not daring to move.

Only his eyes became more fiery.

Jun Huailang was a little embarrassed to see him for a moment, his consciousness gradually sobered up, and he gradually remembered what he said to him when Xue Yan came back that day.

This is the first time in two lifetimes that he has promised someone "together", and now the time has come to fulfill it. Even if he has two lives, he is still a blank sheet of paper in this matter, clumsy and young.

He finally faced his own and the other's feelings directly with the will in his heart, but when facing each other, he was yearning and clumsy, letting his heart pound in his chest, but he didn't know what to do.

For a moment, Jun Huailang took back his hand in embarrassment.

But the moment he retracted his hand, Xue Yan squeezed the back of his hand and pressed it tightly against his face.

Jun Huailang's body was pulled up by him and he sat up, but he followed closely and was pushed back into the bed.

Xue Yan supported his head with one hand and enclosed him between himself and the bed.

"You're going to scare me to death," he said, repeating it again. "You fucking scared me to death."

With burning eyes and warm breath, they attacked Jun Huailang together.

It made his ears hot.

He hummed softly and said, "It's alright."

This distance really made him a little unable to suppress his heartbeat and panic for no reason. He raised his free hand and pushed Xue Yan's chest.

Xue Yan didn't move at all, and played tricks.

"How did you promise me, forgot?" He stared at Jun Huailang and asked forcefully.

Did not forget, naturally did not forget.

But Jun Huailang has always been a step-by-step and slow-moving character. How could he resist a bandit like Xue Yan who pressed people on the bed to talk before they were really together?

Jun Huailang looked at him, his heart was beating fast, and he was speechless for a moment.

Xue Yan is the best at pushing his nose on his face.

"Why, are you going to be fooling yourself?"

Jun Huailang said quickly, "No."

Xue Yan laughed in a low voice and squeezed the hand he was holding in his palm.

"Then do you remember what you promised me?" he said.

Jun Huailang's voice softened, and he looked away shyly, "...Of course I remember."

The corners of Xue Yan's lips couldn't hold back, and they kept turning upwards. If he had a tail at this time, he would surely sway happily from side to side, bringing gusts of wind.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Jun Huailang and said, "Then tell me, what did you promise me?"

Jun Huailang had nowhere to escape.

He felt that this person was simply very bad, but he had nothing to do.

He turned his eyes with difficulty, and met Xue Yan's eyes.

Those amber eyes were full of smiles, and they were all reflected in him.

Jun Huailang's ears were flushed with thin red, and he said, "You close your eyes."

Xue Yan smiled and did so.

The next moment, Jun Huailang put his hand on the back of his neck.

He pulled Xue Yan down, and followed closely, a plain kiss with a faint birch scent fell on Xue Yan's lips jerky.

Jun Huailang only took the initiative for a moment.

Immediately after, he was overwhelmed by Xue Yan's overwhelming kiss back.

Xue Yan was just as jerky as him, but he had his own ruthlessness and arrogance, all relying on that overwhelming domineering, but he felt a little self-taught.

However, it didn't take long for the two of them to breathe in a mess. Jun Huailang only felt out of breath, and pushed Xue Yan hard, before pushing Xue Yan away, who was also chaotic.

Xue Yan pressed against him, his chest heaving, his pale eyes stared at him, and he couldn't help grinning.

Jun Huailang calmed his breath, but his face was still flushed red.

"What are you laughing at?" he said softly.

Xue Yan leaned down and kissed his lips again.

"Why do you disrespect you so much?" His low, hoarse voice was laughing, and as he spoke, the vibration in his chest made Jun Huailang's skin go numb.

Jun Huailang didn't speak, but he held his face, followed by kissing several times, a crisp sound rang in the quiet room, causing Jun Huailang's cheeks to heat up.

"Okay, okay!" He pushed Xue Yan's face away with all his strength, like pushing a big dog that was clinging to people. "Why is it endless, the sky is bright, what is it like!"

Even in his reproachful tone, the ending sound was soft, not only did not have the effect of reprimanding, but it was cold and seductive, and even more seductive.

Xue Yan laughed softly and kissed him again.

"How long did I have to endure it and how many kisses?" he said.

Jun Huailang was so embarrassed that he hid, and Xue Yan no longer forced him. However, he kicked his boots and got straight into the bed.

Before Jun Huailang could react, Xue Yan was already wrapped in his arms.

"you……"

Seeing Xue Yan tore down the bed curtain, it was dark.

"Don't let me kiss you, let me hold you for a while, head office?"

Jun Huailang held the hand on his chest for a while, and after a while, slowly grasped his robe.

——

Jun Huailang did not expect that Xue Yan would fall asleep like this.

After a while, Xue Yan was silent. Jun Huailang tentatively called him softly twice, but Xue Yan didn't respond.

He gently opened the bed tent, and by the light outside, he saw that Xue Yan was already asleep.

Jun Huailang didn't move any more and lay down quietly with him.

Xue Yan originally had fierce eyebrows, but when he fell asleep, he looked extra tame. He put his arms around Jun Huailang and pressed him into his arms, resting his chin on his head.

Jun Huailang could feel his gentle breathing.

Involuntarily, he followed Xue Yan to sleep.

This night, he slept until dusk fell, and Jun Huailang slowly woke up.

That's when he realized something wasn't right.

He was about to call Xue Yan to get up to eat, but found that he couldn't wake up.

Jun Huailang was a little flustered for a while.

He quickly pushed Xue Yan away carefully and got up, put on his coat and went out the door. The yard is also quiet at the moment, only Jinbao is guarding the door.

Jun Huailang hurriedly asked Jinbao to call a doctor.

When Jinbao heard that his master was in a coma, he ran out of the yard in fright and called the genius doctor. The genius doctor was used to being lazy in the mountains, and was suddenly rushed to Jinling. After prescribing the prescription, he had to manage the decoction. He had just finished his work and was resting in the yard.

He yawned unhappily, and was dragged by Jinbao to Jun Huailang's yard.

Seeing Jun Huailang waiting at the door, the genius doctor could not help but look him up and down.

Jun Huailang was in a hurry: "Sir, he hasn't woken up since noon today, and I just found out, please go and have a look..."

But seeing the genius doctor curled his lips into a smile, he patted Jun Huailang on the shoulder.

"He has a good eye." He teased, passed Jun Huailang's side, and entered slowly.

Jun Huailang quickly followed.

Seeing the genius doctor sitting down slowly beside the bed, he opened the bed tent and glanced at it without taking a pulse, and asked, "Are you still angry?"

Jun Huailang was taken aback: "Of course there is..."

The genius doctor put the bed tent back: "then it's fine, let him sleep."

Jun Huailang was puzzled: "Then what happened to him?"

The genius doctor glanced at the bed tent.

"I heard that a few days ago, he rode his horse back without sleep and then went to Yangzhou again," he said. "He didn't kill himself, and it was his life. If you sleep enough, you'll be fine."

Jun Huailang stared at the bed tent.

The genius doctor looked at his expression, and a teasing smile appeared in his eyes.

He is very bad, and now that he has nothing to do, he must add fuel to it.

"Not only that," he said, leaning back slowly. "Last night, in order to get medicine, he killed the wolf himself. That wolf is not easy to deal with. He insisted on taking its blood while it was alive."

Seeing Jun Huailang looking at him, the genius doctor said leisurely, "The medicine you took today is what he got by killing the wolf."

Saying that, he supported the chair with one hand, leaned forward, lifted the bed tent, and grabbed Xue Yan's arm.

Pulling his sleeve up, his forearm was exposed.

The gauze was wrapped around the forearm, and it was just a simple treatment at first sight. At this moment, blood was oozing out, which looked quite scary.

"You said, he's just in a coma right now, isn't he dying?"

The genius doctor looked at Jun Huailang with a smile.