雨勢已停，樹葉上的水滴下滑並墜落，發出一種寂寥而孤獨的聲音。這個夏夜與以往並無不同，雨勢迅疾而來，又匆匆離去，只餘洗過的山水，和寂寞的餘音。
房中燭火昏暗，火苗如豆，在無法掌控的氣流中微微搖曳——這個世上很多東西都是人力無法掌控的，比如空氣，比如愛情。
失去靈智的黑蛇依然咬著柳延，毒牙沁入血肉裡，釋放著毒液。如果他有記憶，他就會記得，將癡癡傻傻的小柳延抱回的那天，就喂他吃過一粒金色丸藥，那粒藥，可以讓柳延一生免於他的毒——他已經不記得。
此時他只是一條蛇，沒有法力，沒有人形，也沒有記憶。所有的一切他都憑著本能去做，不需要思考人情世故，不需要考慮他所咬齧的物件，究竟有無惡意。
柳延始終撫摸著他的項背，手勢安穩，神態安詳。早已預見的事，他心中掀不起太大波瀾，坦然面對這一切，不僅僅是因為他心態從容，或許也是因為，前方道路只有這一條，再沒有別的選擇。
入手還是冰涼的鱗甲，細小的鱗片一層層的貼合在一起，無可挑剔的光澤並堅硬。即使瘦小許多，現在的黑蛇依然有著威懾力。柳延的掌心在他身上，自下而上的逆行撫摸，掌心依然微疼，仿佛被利刃切割。世上之事，一旦逆行，總是痛的。
譬如人妖自古殊途。三百年的光陰就這麼走過了，這樣的疼痛也不曾消失。
窗外樹影婆娑，柳延不知道懷裡的蛇還要咬多久，也不知道沈玨還要多久回來，他在幽暗的屋內坐著，桌上的油燈已經被透過窗櫺的山風熄滅，一室寂靜中他摟著懷中的蛇，那條蛇也以一種絞纏的方式緊咬著他。誰也不放手，誰也不鬆口。這樣的僵持讓時間漫長到了極致，仿佛停滯不再往前行走，柳延覺得自己成了時光裡凝固的一座雕像，被時光侵蝕成灰。
然而懷裡的蛇卻慢慢、慢慢地從他的血肉中拔出了毒牙，似乎察覺到了什麼，蛇信在這具溫暖身軀前不停的探出，尋找這具身軀的氣息，與味道。
他開始在柳延身上游走，蛇身鑽進了衣襟裡，貼著他的肌膚蔓遊過，從胸膛到後背，整個蛇身都隨著這樣的舉動而潛入衣內。
冰涼涼的蛇身仿佛繩索在肌膚上擦過，柳延疑惑地看著自己鼓起的衣襟，不知他意欲何為。直到那條蛇被他的束腰擋住，無法再往下探尋，柳延猶豫片刻，伸手解開腰束，在黑暗中衣襟大敞，並無羞赧。
察覺到他的配合，黑蛇在他腰上停了片刻，蛇信快速掃探，在他小腹上掠過，繼續往下，順著腿根的位置，蛇頭停留在柳延的股間。似是也有疑惑，再不往前，而是停滯在那裡，靜止不動。
一轉念的功夫，柳延已然明白過來，伸手將他撈出，系好衣衫後抱著他去了床邊。
這一次似乎有些不同，黑蛇對他伸來的手沒有反抗，帶著警惕地讓他抓住了自己，走了十幾步，柳延將他放在床上，薄被也一併展開，讓他搜尋那上面的味道——他自己的味道。
這裡四處都是他的味道，柳延想，無論是這床榻，還是他自己，身上無一不沾滿伊墨的氣息。也就是這一瞬間，柳延懂了伊墨的所有意圖，伊墨知道，那些氣息保留下來，即使他歸於蛇，也不會輕易傷他。然一場雨水，沖刷了他身上刻意遺留的氣息，所以當他伸出手去，自然被咬了一口。
這場雨是伊墨沒有料到的，或者知道會下雨，卻不知道他會一直站在雨中等他們回來。很多意料之外，伊墨沒有去想，而意料之中，他總是傾盡所能，默默做到最好。
這是屬於伊墨的溫柔。
本身就是很懶的蛇妖，給予溫柔的姿勢都淡漠而懶散，最熱烈的時候也只說過一句“我喜歡你”，再沒有更多的甜言蜜語，而他所做的點點滴滴，都在為這四個字做最好的注釋。
最簡單不過的四個字，許多人都會說。哭也好，喊也罷。都抵不過伊墨口中，最為平淡的這一句話。
——“我喜歡你。”
伊墨曾經這樣說過，說的時候語氣平靜，更像是陳述某種事實。
他用了很多很多年的時光，來表達這句話。
也用了很多年的時光，來醞釀這句話背後，陳年芬芳的溫柔。
獨一無二的，伊墨的溫柔。
柳延坐在床沿，眼眶不知何時濕潤。黑暗的光線裡，床榻上遊移的蛇鑽尋過後又下了地，在屋子的角落裡四處遊走，他循著自己的氣息走了很久，仿佛冥冥中被神靈牽引著一般，在各個角落搜尋後重新回到了床邊，順著柳延垂下的腳踝攀了上去。
散發著源源不斷的熱源的身子，在他回歸時的第一時間，將他接住，擁進懷裡。
受了一天驚嚇的黑蛇沒有任何反抗，鑽進他的衣襟，蛇尾卷纏起來，纏在他的腰上，貼在柳延腰腹最溫暖的位置。
他又重新回到他懷裡。
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The rain has stopped, and the water drops on the leaves slide down and fall, making a lonely and lonely sound. This summer night is no different from the past. The rain comes quickly and leaves in a hurry, leaving only the washed mountains and rivers and the lonely lingering sound.
The candlelight in the room was dim, and the flame was as small as a bean, swaying slightly in the uncontrollable air flow – many things in this world are beyond human control, such as air and love.
The black snake, which had lost its intelligence, was still biting Liu Yan, its fangs seeping into his flesh and blood, releasing venom. If he had memories, he would remember that on the day he brought the silly little Liu Yan home, he fed him a golden pill, which could have saved Liu Yan from his poison for life – he no longer remembered.
At this time, he was just a snake, without magic power, human form, or memory. He did everything by instinct, without having to think about the ways of the world, or whether the object he bit had any ill intentions.
Liu Yan kept stroking his back, his gestures steady and his expression serene. He had already foreseen the event, so he was not too upset. He faced it calmly, not only because he was calm, but also because there was only one road ahead, and there was no other choice.
The scales were still cold to the touch, with tiny scales layered together, impeccably shiny and hard. Even though it was much smaller, the black snake was still intimidating. Liu Yan’s palm was on him, stroking from bottom to top, and his palm still hurt a little, as if it was cut by a sharp blade. Things in the world always hurt when they go against the flow.
For example, humans and demons have been on different paths since ancient times. Three hundred years have passed, and the pain has not disappeared.
Outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed. Liu Yan didn’t know how long the snake in his arms would bite him, nor how long Shen Jue would take to come back. He sat in the dark room, the oil lamp on the table had been extinguished by the mountain wind blowing through the window lattice. In the silence of the room, he hugged the snake in his arms, and the snake bit him tightly in a twisted way. No one let go, no one let go. This stalemate made time extremely long, as if it had stopped and no longer moved forward. Liu Yan felt that he had become a statue solidified in time, eroded by time into ash.
However, the snake in his arms slowly, slowly pulled its fangs out of his flesh and blood, as if it had sensed something, and its tongue kept extending in front of this warm body, searching for the breath and smell of this body.
slithered into his clothes, moving along his skin , from his chest to his back, and the entire snake body slipped into his clothes with this movement.
The cold snake body was like a rope rubbing against his skin. Liu Yan looked at his bulging collar in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do. Until the snake was blocked by his waistband and could no longer explore, Liu Yan hesitated for a moment, reached out to untie his waistband, and opened his collar in the dark without any embarrassment.
Sensing his cooperation, the black snake stopped at his waist for a moment, and its tongue quickly swept across his lower abdomen, then continued to move down, along the base of his legs, and the snake head stopped between Liu Yan’s buttocks. It seemed to be confused, and did not move forward, but stopped there, motionless.
In a flash, Liu Yan understood what was going on. He reached out to pull him out, fastened his clothes, and carried him to the bed.
This time seemed a little different. The black snake did not resist his outstretched hand and let him grab him vigilantly. After walking a dozen steps, Liu Yan put him on the bed and spread out the thin quilt, allowing him to search for the smell on it – his own smell.
His scent was everywhere here. Liu Yan thought, whether it was the bed or himself, everything was stained with Yi Mo’s scent. At that moment, Liu Yan understood all of Yi Mo’s intentions. Yi Mo knew that if those scents were preserved, even if he turned into a snake, he would not be easily hurt. However, a rain washed away the scent that he had deliberately left on his body, so when he stretched out his hand, he was naturally bitten.
This rain was something Yi Mo had not expected, or maybe he knew it would rain, but he didn’t know he would stand in the rain waiting for them to come back. Yi Mo didn’t think about many unexpected things, but as expected, he always tried his best and did his best silently.
This is the tenderness that belongs to Yi Mo.
He is a very lazy snake demon. His gentle gestures are indifferent and lazy. At the most passionate moment, he only said “I like you" and no other sweet words. However, everything he did was the best commentary on these four words.
These four simple words are said by many people. Crying or shouting are no match for these four simple words from Yi Mo’s mouth.
–“I like you."
Yi Mo once said this in a calm tone, more like stating a fact.
It took him many, many years to express this sentence.
It also took many years to brew the aged and fragrant tenderness behind this sentence.
Yi Mo’s gentleness is unique.
Liu Yan sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes moistened without him noticing. In the dark light, the snake that was moving on the bed crawled down and then crawled to the ground, wandering around in the corners of the room. He followed his own breath for a long time, as if being led by a spirit, and after searching in every corner, he returned to the bed and climbed up along Liu Yan’s drooping ankle.
Her body radiated an endless source of heat, and the moment he returned, she caught him and held him in her arms.
The black snake, which had been frightened for a day, did not resist at all. It crawled into his clothes, coiled its tail around his waist, and stuck to the warmest part of Liu Yan’s waist and abdomen.
He was back in his arms again.
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