make-up

Feng Lichen slightly raised his eyes, looking at Jun Huai.It's a bit cold tonight, Jun Huai seems to be wearing only his inner coat, and a thicker cloak over it. Maybe he's been standing outside for a while, and the fingertips holding the sleeves and his thin lips are showing a Gray cyan.

"I'm cold." Before he could speak, he heard Jun Huai say that he was cold.

He froze for a moment, looking to see if there were any heaters around, but Jun Huai had already stepped forward and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Feng Lichen frowned at the cold air that hit his face, and kept thinking about the pictures of his previous life in his mind.He felt like a drowning person, and at this moment he felt as if he was going to suffocate to death.

He stretched out his hand, trying to push Jun Huai away.But Jun Huai took the opportunity to grab his fingers, entangled his body and clasped his fingers, looking very intimate.

Jun Huai was a little taller than Feng Lichen, Feng Lichen turned his head slightly, and he could see Jun Huai's fiery red earlobes when he raised his eyes a little.Jun Huai's skin is fair and smooth, except when Feng Lichen can see his ears are red when he is drunk, he really can't see it at any other time.

It is also the time to vent your disappointment.

In the last life, he had thought that Jun Huai's heart was pure and ascetic, so that he could keep his face so calm.

But if this is the case, then what is the seat that Jun Huai always covets?

He suddenly wanted to see if Jun Huai's face had changed.

Then he took Jun Huai's hand backhand and smiled lightly.Seeing that he had changed, Jun Huai took a step back and looked at him with surprise.

Feng Lichen lost interest again, and felt tired in his heart.He couldn't help but draw out his hand, took a heater from the side and handed it over, "If you are cold, hold it. I still have things to deal with, if you have nothing to do, go back."

Jun Huai looked at him steadfastly, once the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, he stood there without moving.Feng Lichen ignored him, put down the stove, turned around and walked into the inner room.

He is busy these days, and there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.Originally, he had planned the abolition of Empress Dowager and Emperor Yi very well, and he had already explained every single thing to be done, but he never expected that Jun Huai and Feng Litian's move would be miscalculated.

In the past, he cared about Jun Huai and was willing to spend time on him. Sometimes when the day was almost over, he hadn't finished dealing with his affairs, so he could only pile things up to deal with at night, but Jun Huai was still on his mind.It's different now.Since he can take it easy, he doesn't have to work himself out and spend precious time on useless people.

But Jun Huai grabbed his sleeve, his voice was low and hoarse, "Li Chen, I feel very sad when you reject me, here I am," he pointed to his heart, "it's very heavy, it seems like it's about to fall Yes. I think, in the last life, I treated you so badly, you must suffer more than me, you love me so much... My feelings are naturally not as good as yours, I know, but can you give me a Chance..."

What he said was like disregarding Feng Lichen's feelings from the previous life, it's okay if he didn't say it, but once he said it, Feng Lichen felt that the scar that he had deliberately ignored was torn open by him again.

"What you said has become my fault again." Feng Lichen turned around, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, with a bit of desolation, "Forget about the things in the last life, why do you still think that I am in this life? Will you give your time just to wait for your feelings?"

Jun Huai's face turned pale from being choked by these words, Feng Lichen pushed him away, and took a few steps back, "What's more, to get to the bottom of it, I was so obsessed with you in the last life, it was just a little bit of obsession when I was a child, get rid of it." In this regard, Feng Yi and Feng Er are more worthy of my company than you."

"...This is different." Jun Huai looked into his eyes with a deep expression, "They will always have their own lives, and you need someone who can always be with you for the rest of your life."

"You?" Feng Lichen asked back.

Jun Huai didn't speak, but his face was not moved at all, and silence was the best answer.

"You can say such things now, but have you forgotten that life is very long, and how long can you guarantee that you can last?"

"you do not believe me?"

"You never believed me either," Feng Lichen smiled self-deprecatingly, "You're so smart, can you think of that too?"

Jun Huai did not speak, but pursed his lips, his eyes were shining, and he just stared at Feng Lichen like this.

Feng Lichen didn't care about him anymore, and directly moved a bunch of papers and sat down at the table, ordering the servant to grind the ink.Jun Huai just sat on the chaise longue beside him and watched seriously.

Looking at it, he felt that the servant was particularly obtrusive in this atmosphere, so he followed the servant while he was going out to change the thick ink, and said to him, "You don't need to come in."

The words of the empress must be obeyed.

The servant gave the ink tray to Jun Huai.

Feng Lichen thought that Jun Huai was gone, so he looked up towards the door, and suddenly saw Jun Huai's face.The panic flashed across his face, and before he had time to restrain his astonishment, he saw Jun Huai slowly curling the corner of his mouth, "I didn't leave, I'll grind ink for you."

The movements in his hands paused for a moment, then he let out an "um" and continued to deal with his affairs.There was a bit of embarrassment on the side of his face.

Jun Huai didn't do anything, just stood by his table, propped his head on one hand, his eyes were smiling.His gaze was like a torch, even though Feng Lichen had repeatedly told himself not to care, but when he turned his head and saw the emotion in his eyes, his heart was still touched uncontrollably.

"The name here is spelled wrong."

Jun Huai smiled and reminded.

Feng Lichen blinked, and saw that he had written the names of Prime Minister and Yu Shi in the wrong places.He gave a wry smile, quietly put the bag aside, and looked down at his hands.

These hands are clean and white, slender and well-defined, and he himself thinks they are beautiful.

The hands of the previous life were covered with terrifying scars.

He laughed in a low voice, and looked at Jun Huai, "Do you still remember the two knives you stabbed into my palm for Feng Litian in the last life?"

Blood dripping, how could Jun Huai not remember.Sometimes when he thought about it, he would regret it, and when he thought of Feng Lichen's desperate expression looking at him at that time, his heart would ache uncontrollably.

He straightened up, Feng Lichen suddenly mentioned this matter, which made him a little panicked.

However, Feng Lichen took the notebook back again, and said in a flat tone, "Look carefully at my hand."

He writes very carefully, stroke by stroke, sometimes slowly and sometimes quickly.

His hands were shaking.Jun Huai also saw that he was trying his best to restrain himself, but while writing, his hand would still tremble suddenly.

Whether it's writing or painting, as long as these are all done by Feng Lichen, the forms will be extraordinarily amazing.But now, all the words written by Feng Lichen in the zhezi in front of him no longer have this feeling.

He thought about what Feng Lichen said just now, he is not stupid, he can understand the meaning of the words to some extent.

But after all, the only thing that can be said is "I'm sorry".

Feng Lichen also doesn't want it.

"In this life, these hands are still beautiful." He said, "But you see, the damage caused cannot be undone by time. I am the same here."

He pointed to his heart, "Here, the heart that was given to you has been crushed by you, and you can leave this one to me, okay?"