Love from the Male Protagonist's Harem

Autumn stars and flowing fire compose cold words, and a sleepless night composes poems skillfully;

There are bright lights under the city that never sleeps, and it is another year when the geese part. --anonymous.

A city without day, a night city with ever-burning lights.

Xia Ge vaguely remembered that he had seen this city in a book before, and then went to Zangshuge to check the books here.I found out that the city that never sleeps in the book I read before does exist in Fengyue Continent, but it is far away from Lingxi Peak, the road is long and slow, and the teleportation stone is hard to find.

It turned out that Xia Ge just remembered the city in the book on a whim, and had no plans to travel.

But when she was flipping through the Chronicle of Hundred Cities in Fengyue Continent, she suddenly saw this poem about the city that never sleeps.

"...It's another year of parting geese."

The dust in the Zangshu Pavilion was flying, and the warm sunlight came in, Xia Ge suddenly felt a little unspeakable melancholy.

Someone is leaving.

This should be a suitable place to say goodbye.

System: "Are you going here?"

Xia Ge said deeply: "No, I just think it's very suitable."

system:"……"

Xia Ge analyzed it: "Look, if I want to go to Jianfeng, I can only go there at night... If I want to have a drink with someone, the only shops open at night in this town are probably brothels."

System: "Don't act like you've never been to a brothel."

Xia Ge: "Ahem, it's fine if I go, it doesn't look too good to take my senior sister there... Well, don't mention it."

System: "..." Why are you all right? !Where is it all right? !

"Anyway, it was an accident a long time ago." Xia Ge changed the subject, "Do you want to sell the teleportation stone here?"

System: "Sell."

Xia Ge picked up a copy of "The Anthology of Fengyue Poetry" and said solemnly, "That would be great. After I write two scripts, I can perform them tonight."

System: "...What did you make up?"

Xia Ge: "Overbearing boss... no, the little captive of the overbearing bandit."

Paused.

"Also, give it to a friend."

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The restaurants in the city that never sleeps are brightly lit with carved railings and painted buildings. Sitting by the window of the tall buildings, you can see the rippling blue water of the lake in the city. The colorful lanterns of painted boats reflect a gorgeous reflection in the lake water. A cappella came.

Xia Ge took a sip of the wine, and the slight sweetness and mellow aroma spread on the tip of his tongue. The glutinous rice wine here has a special flavor.She raised her eyes, and saw the girl's slender fingers holding the jade goblet, the transparent wine swaying, she looked at the painting boat below, the light brown eyes were filled with the colorful light of the lantern, her brows were stretched, slightly Frown.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xia Ge asked.

Chu Yao withdrew her gaze, rested her chin in one hand, and looked at her, "This boat is very beautiful."

Xia Ge: "The painted boats in the city that never sleeps... well, they are indeed beautiful."

It's really beautiful, but also expensive.

Chu Yao took a sip of the wine, said neither salty nor light: "So, it will always receive praise in this place."

The sweet wine has melted.

Slightly astringent.

Xia Ge said: "Painted boats were born for people to watch, otherwise why would they be called painted boats?"

Chu Yao seemed to laugh at herself: "But rivers, seas and rivers, they can't go anywhere."

Xia Ge blinked: "Big Bandit, didn't you take off your pants and fart, you let the boat go out to sea, how can you make people feel bad about the boats?"

Chu Yao: "..."

The bandit Chu didn't look very happy.

No, today's task is to make the big robber happy.

Xia Ge's line to save the country, "But, although it's a bit strange...but you can't go to the rivers, seas, rivers, and boats."

Chu Yao looked up at her.

"It's just that walking on a road that doesn't belong to me will be a little harder than other boats." Xia Ge finished her own pot of wine, and she rested her chin with her hands, her white and tender cheeks flushed slightly, cat eyes She bent over, looked at her and smiled: "But if you make up your mind, that little bit of hard work shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Chu Yao was slightly taken aback.

Xia Ge took the opportunity to change the subject: "Big Bandit, I want to drink your wine."

The young man has a gentle outline, curved eyebrows and eyes, slightly drunken cheeks, bright red lips, and a soft and delicate voice.

Chu Yao accidentally pushed the white porcelain jug at her hand to her. Just for a moment, she had an illusion.

Not to mention a pot of wine, even if this person asks for stars in the sky, she will find a way to pick them off for him.

Xia Ge happily took the wine, filled her empty jade bottle, and the wine with the sweet aroma of glutinous rice spread out, she narrowed her eyes happily, "Big robber, you are so kind, I am your little prisoner. "

Chu Yao: "..."

Chu Yao suppressed the strange throbbing in her heart, turned her eyes away, "You're drunk."

—just a sissy child.

she thinks.

Xia Ge is serious: "No, I won't get drunk after a thousand cups."

Chu Yao sneered: "Listen to your nonsense."

"No, I'm really not drunk. I really think it's good to be your little prisoner. You can watch the boats, listen to songs, and drink." Xia Ge broke his fingers, "I'm super poor. If I were For robbers, we have to use the 11th road to measure the size of the city that never sleeps..."

After all, the poor tour route is different from the rich tour route. There are such beautiful paintings and beauties, and if you act coquettishly and show cute, you can drink a few more pots of wine.

Wonderful.

Xia Ge genuinely felt that it was good to be a little prisoner.

Chu Yao: "..." What is No. 11?

Xia Ge said sincerely: "So, big robber, you are so rich, why don't you leave tomorrow?"

Chu Yao: "..."

Xia Ge was expressionless: "Oh, I'm sorry I said the wrong line."

Not rich!How could something so pure as farewell be tainted with such a stench of copper!

system:"……"

Chu Yao: "???"

"I mean……"

She changed her expression and tried to look serious and broke her fingers, "Once, twice, three times..."

"In addition to this time, you have invited me to drink three times."

The boy's white and tender face was slightly drunk, but the cat's eyes were clear and bright, "You can make me so happy every time."

- You make me so happy every time.

Chu Yao couldn't contain her beating heart.

It was as if something had gently plucked the strings.

The dark blue night sky outside the window has a bright moon and a thousand stars.

However, there are thousands of stars, none of which can compare to the soft light in the young man's eyes.

Those eyes are more beautiful than the starlight, the bright moon, and the painted boats on the Buye Lake.

It looks like two dark opals, but brighter than the opals.

A glance of sinking.

Chu Yao thought in a daze.

—His eyes are so beautiful.

Xia Ge: "That's why I think."

She stood up, supported the table with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to gently caress the other's frowning brow. On the thin and white wrist, the colorful stone bracelet swayed and made a crisp sound, and her voice was soft: "No matter what, in your life Before I leave, I should also make you happy once."

Child time has passed.

Thousands of fireworks are rising outside the window, and the sky and night are instantly illuminated by brilliant fireworks. Fire trees and silver flowers are everywhere, colorful.

People in the city that never sleeps began to cheer.

"Big robber, if you are not happy."

"Next time, later, or, soon."

"I will show you the city that never sleeps."

Chu Yao just looked up at her.

——It’s nothing, I’m so unhappy.

If you have to say it.

It's just that at this moment, I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant.

Obviously... It was just a bit regretful before, but after thinking about it, it doesn't matter.

But this moment.

She was a little bit sad.

Wearing the skin of his lines, this person really cares about her, whether he is happy or not.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

She was afraid she was going to get drunk.

"Big robber." Xia Ge said, "Are you happy now?"

The fireworks bloomed in brilliant colors.

The man was asking if she was having a good time.

If you are happy, is there a next time?

If you are not happy, will you feel disappointed?

Chu Yao was a little afraid to look her in the eyes, she turned her face slightly, holding the wine glass in her slender white hand, watching the fireworks blooming and falling outside the window for a long while.

"……Okay."

Saying this, the frown on her brow was slowly smoothed away by that soft hand.

The injustice and waves in the heart, confusion and anxiety, resentment and depression.

It seems that it can also be under those bright and smiling eyes.

The smoke disappeared.

"Then next time." Xia Ge smiled, and said logically, "I'll be a robber."

——It is no longer necessary to ask for her opinion.

Chu Yao thought.

There is no expression on the face, but the heart is beating violently, tell her.

This place, this person, this night's starlight and this moment's fireworks.

They are all witnessing the fact that she has become the child's captive at this moment.

In an instant, the world is spun, and the roles are reversed again.

Without a name, the robbers don't understand, but the captives know it well.

You are a robber.

She is a captive.

"Life is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian."

Xia Ge smoothed her frowning, let go of her hand, returned to her seat, poured her a glass of wine, and seemed to be emotional, "Anyway, sad things will always pass."

Chu Yao turned her face away: "Child... what do you know?"

Xia Ge smiled and didn't say anything.

Wine is worry.

The time of drunkenness, the past of sorrow.

Although not to mention experience.

The mellow wine dispersed, Chu Yao looked at the jade bottle in front of her, and the young boy on the opposite side had already raised her wine glass, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

Maybe she doesn't know much, but——

"Big robber, you have to drink less to come back sooner."

Chu Yao turned her eyes away and snorted lightly, but her voice softened.

"...What nonsense."

That night, Xia Ge drank too much for the first time and became dizzy, Chu Yao didn't give in, the two lay on the table, humming.

Xia Ge, who was drunk like mud, pulled Chu Yao's clothes, "I hate...I wish I could meet Ruyi Wine, and sit with you...to, until dawn...haha...it's dawn."

The system remembered that Xia Ge had read "Fengyue Poetry Collection" all afternoon, and was silent.

Where does the dawn come from in the city that never sleeps?

What a fucking learning experience.

Chu Yao propped her forehead, she was also a little dizzy, but barely rational, the kid in front of her told her to drink less, and she poured wine into her stomach cup by cup, relying on not getting drunk or something.

Now she was drunk and laying on the table with the corner of her clothes on her face, her cheeks were pink and her black hair was hanging down softly, she muttered poems in her mouth, she looked a little... naive?

But this kid, Danfeng doesn't have any poetry lessons, where did the poetry come from today?

It's silly.

Weirdly cute.

Chu Yao was amused by her own thoughts. After laughing for a while, she didn't get angry when her clothes were being pulled, and she followed her. The fireworks outside the window had been extinguished, and the lights of the painting boat were still on.

poetry.

She muttered to herself, very softly.

"...Life is like traveling against the road, and I am also a pedestrian."

The drunken young boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he tugged at her sleeves and quickly continued.

"I hope... the first time we meet, it will pay off!"

Chu Yao froze in place for a moment.

After a while, she smiled softly, stretched out her hand to rub the boy's soft hair, and repeated in a low voice.

"...It pays off those who care."

In this world, there are many people with no heart, and few people with heart.

So if you encounter it, it is more worthy of people's cherishment.

Outside the window was a sky full of never-falling stars, and under a crescent moon, the little robber was soundly asleep.