I'm still so majestic

Xie Wenzhuo smiled: "What's the matter?"

He sat down by the bed, looking over with a pair of warm eyes, much softer than the fresh green in early spring.Under such gaze, Yan Ji lowered her head, bit her lower lip and remained silent for a long time before a small voice reached Xie Wenzhuo's ears.

"You... still remember the picture book I told you and Shao He before?"

"The story of rebirth?" Xie Wenzhuo thought for a while, then nodded.

After speaking, I saw Yanji's head was lower than before, and her fingers were tightly pinching the hem of the corner of the clothes. When the fabric was completely ravaged and disfigured, she whispered: "That person...is me."

Xie Wenzhuo was taken aback.

But Yan Ji seemed to have suddenly gained courage at this moment, raised his head to meet Xie Wenzhuo's eyes, and put the ups and downs he had experienced in the past without any reservations.

It was drizzling on the eaves outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window sill, making the sound slightly dull.

Yan Ji's voice slowly lowered in such a dull silence, and turned into five dry and hoarse words: "...that's how it is."

The courage he mustered before disappeared at this moment without words, and he lowered his head again.Xie Wenzhuo in front of him didn't speak, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, there was no emotion in his eyes, and the aura around him was indifference that Yan Ji had never seen before.

The sudden indifference of a person who has always been gentle is the most frightening and sad knife.

Yan Ji opened his mouth with difficulty: "Wen..."

As soon as he uttered a word, he suddenly saw the shadow of a cyan clothes corner in front of his eyes, Yan Ji was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Xie Wenzhuo's clothes corner, his voice was so dry that it was outrageous: "...you want to go?"

Xie Wenzhuo stood straight without turning his head. After a long while, a hand gently covered him, and then slowly but firmly pulled Yan Ji's hand that was holding the corner of his clothes down.

Yan Ji's fingers trembled, whether he could hold it again.

As soon as the door of the hall was opened and closed, the room fell into darkness after light penetrated into it.

The person who was left stared blankly at the door for a long time, then slowly curled up his legs and buried his face deeply between his knees.

A little panicked, a little sad, and a little bit wronged.

More are still at a loss.

Yan Ji actually understands Xie Wenzhuo's mood. The person next to his pillow hides a secret in his heart, which he has never said, and sometimes even makes you wary.It's like finally willing to tell you the matter, only to find that the time left between you may not be half a year.

Putting himself in Xie Wenzhuo's position, Yan Ji knew that he could not remain indifferent.

But what to do?

As long as he thought of Xie Wenzhuo's extremely faded gaze before he left, Yan Ji felt a pain like a needle prick in his heart.

Yan Ji buried her head deeper, and the cloth under her eyes gradually became damp and cold.

Suddenly there was a small sound at the door.

Yan Ji raised his head abruptly, the light in his eyes dimmed the moment he looked over, it wasn't Xie Wenzhuo who came, but two small animals, one big and one small, from Xuanjing Palace.

He forced a smile, but he really wasn't in the mood to play with them. He didn't say anything. Er Gouzi didn't make a fuss. He walked over with Goudandan and lowered his head to rub Yanji's arm, squatting on the edge and watching silently. he.

Looking at them, Yanji suddenly remembered many things.When Xie Wenzhuo was jealous, he liked to bully Ergouzi, and when he was doing something bad, he always cooked chicken legs to bribe him. In his free time, he would take Ergouzi to go for a walk in the imperial garden. Just another little tail.

Yanji knew that Xie Wenzhuo didn't really like small animals, but Xie Wenzhuo, who didn't like small animals like this, was willing to fight with Er Gouzi with him, and even brought Goudan back to make him happy. .

He has always been used to Yanji, no matter what it is, it has always been like this.

Yan Ji lowered his eyes and looked at the beads and red thread on his wrist.

That day under the lights in the sky, Xie Wenzhuo, who seriously said that he is happy with you, reappeared in Yan Ji's mind.

What a wonderful person.

If you lose it because of cowardice, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Inexplicably, the courage that had been lost before suddenly came back, Yan Ji wiped the corners of his eyes and stood up again, patted the heads of Er Gouzi and Goudandan with his lower hand: "I want to find the master now."

"Ow."

"If he doesn't come back, you will go up and bite his hem and drag him to the inner hall, and then block the door tightly."

"Ow."

After getting a response, Yanji somehow gained some courage, took a few deep breaths, walked to the door and opened it.The moment the light outside the door came into view, Yan Ji also saw the person standing in front of him. The person seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when he opened the door, he turned his head with a smile and his eyes were soft.

Yan Ji was stunned.

Xie Wenzhuo smiled and opened his hands to him: "Look at it, don't you want to come over?"

Yan Ji looked at it stupidly, but didn't move.

"Then I'm the only one going."

His voice was full of doting and helplessness, he stepped forward and stretched out his arms to hug Yan Ji, then lowered his head and kissed the corners of his red eyes: "Crying, huh?"

The moment the ending sound fell, Yan Ji suddenly felt aggrieved, the corners of his eyes became redder, and without making a sound, he hugged Xie Wenzhuo's waist tightly and buried his eyes on his shoulder. After a long time, there was a slight choking sound. It rang.

"Cry if you want to cry, don't be afraid, I'm here."

A simple sentence made Yanji's grievances find an outlet for such a moment, and buried on Xie Wenzhuo's shoulder, he let out a hoarse cry. At the beginning, there was a bit of forbearance, but in the end it was completely out of control, until hysteria.

He was really depressed for too long.

After being reborn in so many lives, he has been careful and exhausted. He has endured countless sufferings and sins. He climbed out of blood and fire step by step. His heart was gradually ground into ashes in the ups and downs of despair. The face has been worn down by the years to look like a walking dead.Even in this life, he seemed to do whatever he wanted on the surface, but in fact he was still covered with thin ice, afraid that if he made a wrong step, he would lose everything.

In the past, the world said that he was unintentional, and everyone said he was hypocritical, but he used to have a smiley and pure appearance.

The cry was hoarse and collapsed, so many years of collapse and grievances, finally completely disappeared at this moment, and completely lost the demons.

Xie Wenzhuo slowly stroked Yan Ji's back with his palm, silently comforting him.

This kind of appeasement was obviously very effective, Yan Ji's crying gradually subsided, and he let out a low sob.Xie Wenzhuo didn't speak, and when Yan Ji calmed down completely, he rubbed his hair: "It's fine."

Yan Ji hummed in a muffled voice, and then said, "You played tricks again, you guessed it a long time ago, didn't you?"

After crying for a while, being hugged by Xie Wenzhuo felt relieved, Yan Ji quickly figured it out, Xie Wenzhuo's appearance of waiting outside clearly had a bottom line in his heart, the previous indifference was obviously a deliberate play for it .

"Ah."

"...When did it start?"

"The first time you talked to Shao He that day, the emotion in your eyes was so real, I fell in love with it." Xie Wenzhuo said, "At first, I guessed that it was later that Yun Muzhi disguised himself and came to see you off. During the congratulatory gift, he said that you are a cold-tempered person, and others just took it as a joke, but I suddenly remembered that the you in his mouth were exactly the same as the person in the story you told before... and it was finally confirmed that you were in a row for several days and nights. Nightmare, squeezed my hand tightly and talked a lot in sleep."

Yanji didn't say a word.

"Speaking of which, His Majesty is really not a person who is good at acting. You may not have noticed that you always look at Shao He, Fu Zhihuai and He Ji with nostalgia in your eyes, and you have asked me many times about the person in the story. Know that this is something you care about."

He smiled, and looked at Yan Ji softly, "So, I'm very glad that you are willing to tell me about this."

He was really happy, with a smile in his eyes.Yan Ji looked at it, and his heart softened. When he just figured it out, he wanted to ask why you scare me like this since you know it well, but now, he understands without asking.

It was just to let him let go of his depression and cry happily. From then on, the past and the past have truly become the past.

Yan Ji raised his head, the corners of his eyes were still red, but his gaze was simple: "Wen Qing, thank you."

Xie Wenzhuo smiled: "Is it enough just to thank you?"

"Then what do you want?"

"There is only one thing I want." Xie Wenzhuo took his hand, pushed aside the Buddhist beads on his wrist to reveal the red thread underneath, and put it together with his own hand tied with the same red thread, his eyes were serious and pious, He opened his mouth, "It's your whole life, so—"

"Marry me."

Those five simple words made Yan Ji's heart beat like a drum for an instant.

He really wanted to agree directly, but he couldn't say it no matter what. He stared at Xie Wenzhuo for a long time, and said dryly: "You know, the rest of my time may be..."

"I know." Xie Wenzhuo didn't let him finish, his gaze remained firm, "So, I don't want to make myself regret."

"..."

Yan Ji's eyes were a little confused, but his heart was not.Two voices were intertwined in his mind, one voice said to promise him, after all you love him, and the other voice said, if you marry him but fail to get over it, he will only be able to take care of him for the rest of his life. Trapped in the deep palace with memories, that kind of life is not the life that Xie Wenzhuo should live.

The two voices were entangled together, and finally became a sentence resounding in the bottom of my heart.

Just let me be selfish for a second.

He raised his head, held Xie Wenzhuo's hand with the hand wrapped in red thread, and said clearly: "Okay."

After the words fell, he watched Xie Wenzhuo's lips slowly draw a smile like spring rain melting into ice.

Soft and lingering, beautiful.