Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Brother, give me some candy
Song Chenxi didn't think much about it and hugged Ruan Mingyu, who was shivering from the cold.
He wrapped Ruan Mingyu tightly. Ruan Mingyu's hands and feet were cold, but she was attached to the warmth from his body and did not push him away.
He leaned in Song Chenxi's arms, and then unceremoniously put his cold hand into Song Chenxi's collar.
Song Chenxi felt a chill on his neck. He grabbed Ruan Mingyu's hand and tried to pull him away, but seeing his languid look, completely devoid of energy, he softened and stopped, letting Ruan Mingyu cling to him for warmth. Perhaps he was delirious from the fever, otherwise Ruan Mingyu would have stayed away from Song Chenxi no matter what. He wasn't exactly a nice guy.
Ruan Mingyu was dizzy and weak due to the fever. He really wanted to give himself an injection, but there was nothing here, so he had to rely on himself to endure it.
He buried his head in Song Chenxi's shoulder, which was the most comfortable position. After a while, someone pinched his chin and put a pill into his mouth.
Song Chenxi fed Ruan Mingyu some pills to replenish his spiritual power, although he didn't know if it would work.
Suddenly, his mouth felt sweet. Ruan Mingyu opened his eyes and whispered in Song Chenxi's ear, "Brother, do you have any more sugar pills? I want some more."
He leaned on Song Chenxi as if he had no bones, so Song Chenxi had to hold his waist all the time to prevent him from sliding down.
Song Chenxi: "I have medicine if I want it, but I don't have candy if I want it."
Ruan Mingyu was playing dirty: "Take another one. I haven't eaten any sugar pills since I came up the mountain."
His warm breath sprayed on Song Chenxi's skin. Song Chenxi's body trembled, and he instantly forgot what he wanted to say. He stared at him motionlessly.
Ruan Mingyu couldn't wait for his answer and muttered softly, "Forget it if you don't want to give it to me."
Perhaps it was the medicine that made Ruan Mingyu feel better and more energetic. He asked, "How long have you been practicing that weird martial art?"
Song Chenxi was distracted, but when he heard him say that, he smiled and said, "Mingyu, are you concerned about me?"
Ruan Mingyu hummed, "You only used it for a short while and you're already injured like that. Practicing these things will cost you something sooner or later..."
Ruan Mingyu spoke from the bottom of his heart. Although Song Chenxi had a strange personality, after spending these days with him, Ruan Mingyu felt that he was not a vicious person. He still hoped that he would suffer less harm.
Song Chenxi paused and said, "Ruan Mingyu, have I been too nice to you recently? You've even started to control me. I won't make decisions for you, and you shouldn't interfere in my affairs."
Ruan Mingyu said, "You and I are different. For you cultivators, decades are but a blink of an eye. I don't even know if I can survive until I can get out."
"Can't survive?" Song Chenxi raised an eyebrow. "How long do you think it will take us to get out?"
"It will take forty-nine years to get out, and by then I will have turned into a pile of bones." Ruan Mingyu said.
Song He was still smiling, but it was obvious that he was genuinely angry. "Who told you it would take so long for us to get out? Do you think you can predict the future? Besides, it's only forty-nine years. Even a cultivator with average talent could easily survive that. How could Mingyu not even have that kind of confidence?"
Ruan Mingyu did not tell him what the old man Sanqing had told him. He turned his face away and stopped talking.
Ruan Mingyu is rarely so quiet. Although he has a good temper, he is not without temper.
Song Chenxi thought he had said something harsh and annoyed him. He didn't care whether Ruan Mingyu was sulking or not. He turned his face and made him look directly at him: "Don't give me a face."
In fact, Ruan Mingyu was just tired. After his body became cold, his temperature began to rise rapidly. He gradually became hot and pushed away Song Chenxi who was hugging him tightly.
Song Chenxi still refused to let go and whispered, "Don't move."
Ruan Mingyu: "I'm hot." His face was flushed and his breathing was heavy and hot.
Why is being sick so unbearable? It's all Gong Lingdeng's fault. If he hadn't fed himself medicine, Song Chenxi wouldn't have kicked him into the pool, and he wouldn't have caught a cold.
Although there is a restriction here and spiritual power cannot be used, a little bit can still be used. Song Chenxi used the remaining spiritual power to condense the water into ice, made an ice bag, and asked Ruan Mingyu to cover his head with it.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet, and even the sound of the wind could not be heard.
Although Ruan Mingyu had a severe fever, he was unable to keep quiet. He did not have the energy to speak, so he said to Song Chenxi, "You should talk and make some noise. It's scary if there is no sound at all." He and Song Chenxi were the only two living people at the bottom of the cave, and Ruan Mingyu really could not stand a very quiet environment.
"What do you want to hear?" Song Chenxi asked.
As he spoke, he held an ice pack to Ruan Mingyu's head. Ruan Mingyu looked very weak, and Song Chenxi couldn't bear to watch it, so he reached out to hold the ice pack for him.
Ruan Mingyu: "Anything is fine, even if you say how many dogs you have at home or how many cats you feed."
"I've never raised a dog or a cat. That's what Senior Sister likes to do." Song Chenxi said slowly, "Then I'll just tell you about my experience."
Ruan Mingyu pretended to listen attentively.
Song Chenxi said, "I was sent to the Seven Stars Sect when I was five years old. It was boring in the mountains, so I started practicing. Later, when I grew up a little and could hold a sword, I started practicing sword. The first sword manual I learned was called "Star and Moon Killing". The moves are varied and swift. Although they are not very lethal in combat, they are very useful for slashing mosquitoes under street lights, especially in the hot summer..."
Ruan Mingyu chuckled: "Using sword moves to chop mosquitoes, you are really worthy of it."
Song Chenxi talked about some trivial things, and he probably had no intention of opening his heart to him. Later, he actually began to explain the moves of "Star and Moon Kill" to Ruan Mingyu. Ruan Mingyu listened to this as if he was listening to a math class.
It seems like there's a sword-fighting lecture going on here?
Ruan Mingyu immediately interrupted him: "You went up the mountain at such a young age, would you cry if you missed home?"
"Do you feel sorry for me?" Song Chenxi said nonchalantly, "I left home when I was young and I have no home anymore."
His voice didn't sound concerned at all, but he looked away and stopped looking at Ruan Mingyu. He said, "Since I can remember, I have hardly ever cried."
Ruan Mingyu didn't believe it in his heart. He thought that Song Chenxi might be hiding somewhere crying, but he didn't say anything for the sake of face.
Ruan Mingyu said, "You'll feel better if you cry."
Song Chenxi said, "Try next time, when there's no one around."
Ruan Mingyu: "You are quite concerned about your reputation."
Song Chenxi asked back, "Why can't I save face? I'm not like you, crying like a pear blossom in the rain and calling you brother."
Ruan Mingyu: “…” Can you please not mention that again?
After a few hours, Ruan Mingyu's fever subsided and he finally felt much better. However, his stomach started to growl. Ruan Mingyu asked, "Brother, are you hungry?"
Song Chenxi knew he was hungry when he heard it. He took out a bottle from his storage ring and threw it to Ruan Mingyu: "Eat it."
Ruan Mingyu asked: "What is this?"
Song Chenxi: "Bigu Pill."
Ruan Mingyu ate one pill, but it tasted bland. He was no longer hungry, but felt a sense of emptiness. He asked, "Do you have any that taste like braised pork?"
Song Chenxi: "No."
Ruan Mingyu had no taste in his mouth, which was really bad, so he asked him, "Brother, how can I eat braised pork?"
Song Chenxi: "Tonight."
Ruan Mingyu's eyes lit up: "Do you have a way to get out?"
Song Chenxi glanced at him and chuckled, "You dream when you fall asleep. Dreams contain all sorts of things."
Ruan Mingyu: “…” As expected, one cannot expect to hear any good words from Song Chenxi.
Ruan Mingyu held his chin with one hand and said gloomily, "I miss my two relatives back home very much now."
Song Chenxi: "You'll see him when you get out."
Ruan Mingyu: "You won't be able to meet them. One is called Grandpa Ken and the other is called Grandpa Mai. They are both first-class chefs. It's a pity that you haven't tasted them."
Song Chenxi: "I'm not you. I'm not interested in food."
Ruan Mingyu: "That's because you haven't had good food. In our place, if kids are picky eaters, they just go to the two grandfathers' shop and sit down. A burger cures all ills. A burger and a Coke makes the kids happy."
It was extremely boring in here. Ruan Mingyu couldn't stand the silence and talked a lot. Song Chenxi didn't think he was noisy and asked him to shut up. While regulating his internal breath and meditating, he took the time to respond to Ruan Mingyu.
Ruan Mingyu was tired of talking, so he dozed off on his knees and fell asleep soon.
Song Chenxi's hand stroked his delicate face and lifted the loose hair on his forehead. He slept so soundly, was he so defenseless against her?
However, Song Chenxi would not do anything to him now. He covered Ruan Mingyu with his outer robe, closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Not long after he fell asleep, Ruan Mingyu felt something biting his foot.
He opened his eyes, and Song Chenxi looked like he had his eyes closed. He was definitely not teasing him.
What on earth was going on?
Ruan Mingyu was puzzled and looked down at his feet. His soul instantly exploded!
"Rat! Help, rat, it's a rat!"
Ruan Mingyu climbed up using his hands and feet, as if the thing under his feet was not a mouse but a monster. He hugged Song Chenxi tightly and almost rode on his head.
Song Chenxi opened his eyes, his face full of anger: "What are you doing? Get down!"
Ruan Mingyu panicked and held him tightly, refusing to let go, saying, "No, I'm scared."
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