My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Doraemon

After hearing Shen Lanchuan’s words, Ji Hantong obediently shut up and stopped talking.Shen Lanchuan always agreed unconditionally to his requests.It’s a little more difficult, and Shen Lanchuan will let him act cute, coquettish, or rogue.

However, if the senior brother uses this tone, then there is usually no need to discuss, and Ji Hantong will no longer think about resisting.

Shen Lanchuan quickly took out the healing medicine and cotton cloth from his storage ring, and gently began to treat Ji Hantong’s wounds.

The powder exuding a refreshing medicinal fragrance was evenly sprinkled on the wound. When the powder came into contact with the wound, it made a slight “sizzling” sound. Ji Hantong couldn’t help but take a slight breath.

Shen Lanchuan immediately stopped and looked up at him, with undisguised nervousness in his eyes: “Does it hurt?”

“No, it’s just a little cold.” Ji Hantong shook his head quickly.

Shen Lanchuan stared at him for a moment, making sure that Ji Hantong was not holding on, and then continued.

After doing all this, Shen Lanchuan slowly breathed out a sigh of relief, but still maintained a half-kneeling posture, and did not let go of the hand holding Ji Hantong’s ankle immediately.His fingertips were slightly cold, but there was a trace of sweat on his palms.

“Don’t do this again next time,” Shen Lanchuan raised his head and looked into Ji Hantong’s eyes, his voice was low with a slight tremor of depression, “If you are injured, you must tell me immediately. You are not allowed to hide it, and you are not allowed to hold on. Do you hear me?”

His gaze was too deep, and the self-blame and fear in it were too clear, which made Ji Hantong’s heart tremble, and all the discomfort disappeared, leaving only full warmth and a trace of guilt.He defended in a low voice: “I really didn’t think it was serious, and the situation was so chaotic at the time…”

“Just this once, don’t do this again next time.” Shen Lanchuan’s tone was unquestionable.

Ji Hantong looked at his senior brother’s handsome face that was full of seriousness and worry so close at hand, and felt so soft-hearted that he nodded obediently: “Okay, I will remember it, and I will tell senior brother immediately next time.”

Shen Lanchuan’s expression softened, and the tight corners of his lips relaxed slightly.He gently put down Ji Hantong’s legs, stood up and carefully inspected Ji Hantong’s body, and only then felt relieved after confirming that there were no other wounds.

“It seems you have taken care of it.” The man suddenly said.

“Thank you for your help, senior. I haven’t asked for your senior’s name yet.” Ji Hantong asked, cupping his fists.

“Inexplicable.”

Ji Hantong: “…” This name is quite baffling.

“Senior Mo,” Shen Lanchuan stepped forward and said, “My junior brother is injured and has difficulty moving. Can you allow us to rest at your place for a few days?”

He stared at the two of them inexplicably and suddenly laughed strangely, “I don’t have a place for you here. If you want to sleep, you can sleep on the roof.”

Ji Hantong and Shen Lanchuan didn’t dislike it. The two immortals who were famous in the outside world actually went to sleep on the roof together.

Before departure, Shen Lanchuan asked Ji Hantong to prepare well, but in fact, Ji Hantong’s biggest preparation was to bring someone with him – himself.

Ji Hantong has a habit of forgetting things. In the early years when the two of them went out for training together, he always forgot to bring this and that. Although they were all unimportant little things, Shen Lanchuan didn’t want to see his sad expression.

Gradually, Shen Lanchuan always stuffed many things that Ji Hantong might use into the storage ring.Then when Ji Hantong was in trouble, he handed over the items he needed, and received Ji Hantong’s words, “Thank you, senior brother. Senior brother, you are like Doraemon!”

Shen Lanchuan was confused: “What’s more? Junior brother, what do you mean by this?”

Ji Hantong blinked: “It means that in my world, Shen Lanchuan is the most powerful and important person. He will fulfill all my wishes. He is Ji Hantong’s exclusive wish-making god.”

Shen Lanchuan’s ears turned red, but he still hummed softly.He gradually fell in love with this feeling and took care of everything for his junior brother.

Just like this time.Shen Lanchuan spread the thick animal skin cloak on the roof, hugged the person and lay gently on it.

As night falls, the sky gradually darkens, turning into a deep dark blue.Dotted with countless tiny stars that shimmer with light, the starry sky in Suxinmi is a bit more dreamy and quiet than the starry sky outside.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the faint chirping of unknown insects and beasts in the distance, and the occasional small rustling sound of the little Snow Cloud Fox under the wooden house.

Ji Hantong looked up at the strange and beautiful starry sky. After the wound on his left leg was properly treated, there was only a slight soreness left, which was not a problem.He breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned on Shen Lanchuan’s shoulder. The nerves that had been tense all day finally relaxed completely.

“Senior brother,” he spoke softly, breaking the silence, “who do you think this Senior Mo is? How come he lives alone in the depths of this secret realm?”

Ji Hantong turned his head to look at Shen Lanchuan beside him. Starlight fell on his clear face. The cinnabar mole at the end of his eye was looming in the night. “And the Snow Cloud Fox actually exists.”

Shen Lanchuan also looked at the starry sky. After hearing this, he was silent for a moment and then said: “The world is so vast and full of wonders. I don’t know why that senior is here, but his aura is extraordinary and he is not an ordinary monk. It’s better that we don’t explore it.”

He turned his head and looked at Ji Hantong: “It’s lucky to be able to escape today. Is the injury on your leg really okay?”

“It’s really okay,” Ji Hantong assured quickly, even moving his left foot to show flexibility, “Senior brother’s medicine is so good, I guess there won’t even be a scar tomorrow.”

Shen Lanchuan said “hmm”, but his eyes were still on his face without moving away.

“Senior brother?” Ji Hantong saw that Shen Lanchuan kept looking at him without speaking, so he couldn’t help but wave his hand in front of his eyes, “What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed.”

The cool fingers, moistened by the night wind, gently crossed in front of him.Shen Lanchuan suddenly came back to his senses, calmly lowered his eyelashes to hide the surging emotions in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he had regained his usual calm.

“It’s nothing. You are tired today, so you should rest early.”

“I’m a little sleepy.” Ji Hantong yawned a little, and there was a little water in the corner of his eyes.

After struggling for a long time today and being injured again, Ji Hantong felt tired after he relaxed.

“You can sleep against me for a while.” Shen Lanchuan’s voice sounded beside him.

Ji Hantong blinked his sleepy eyes, looked at his senior brother’s broad and straight shoulders, and hesitated for a moment.

Normally, he would have leaned over without politeness.But at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little awkward, and his ears secretly felt warm.

“No need, I’m not sleepy yet…” He muttered softly, but his body tilted towards Shen Lanchuan unconsciously.

Shen Lanchuan noticed his subtle movements, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes. Without saying anything else, he just adjusted his sitting posture slightly to make his shoulders more suitable for leaning on.

The night breeze seemed softer.Ji Hantong couldn’t resist the sleepiness and subconscious dependence after all, and his head bit by bit, finally rested gently on Shen Lanchuan’s shoulder.

The familiar, cold and ice-like breath instantly surrounded him, carrying a reassuring power.He muttered something vaguely and fell asleep.

Shen Lanchuan’s body stiffened slightly for a moment, then slowly relaxed.He turned his head and looked at his junior brother sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. His long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids and his breathing was shallow and even.

The moonlight fell on Ji Hantong’s face, softening the outline, and the cinnabar mole looked particularly well-behaved in his sleep.

Shen Lanchuan remained in this position motionless until he confirmed that Ji Hantong had fallen into a deep sleep, then he gently laid him down, turned around and jumped off the roof.

In the house, someone was silently adding fire to the stove.

Shen Lanchuan walked next to him and watched him quietly playing with the firewood. He didn’t say anything for some reason, and the two of them remained silent.

“The famous sword Broken Star, using it as a fire stick would be a waste of natural resources.” Shen Lanchuan said lightly.

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