If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

An Le and Fan Xi were fighting and lingering, and the journey was not too slow.

Ever since An Le got hold of Fan Xi's purse, he was out of control. He ate all the way from the foot of Meixueling Mountain to Ding'an County. Fan Xi touched his empty purse, but smiled contentedly.

The man in black from the beginning to the end: "..." He planned to start getting to know his master again.

Regardless of whether the man in black got to know him again, at least An Le got to know him again. He was surprised to find that Fan Xi was simply too generous!After Fan Xi found that he had no resistance to all kinds of delicacies, he put the money bag directly on An Le's waist.If it wasn't because they went all the way to the southeast and missed Chang'an, otherwise he would have to go to the most expensive restaurant in Chang'an.

Could it be that as a prince, he is quite rich?

No matter what, An Le was very satisfied and stepped into the land of Ding'an County, eating candied haws.

Familiar air, familiar noise, familiar small vendors.

An Le finally had the feeling of going home, and this feeling surprised him. He began to travel in the rivers and lakes in his early ten years, drifting from the north to the south, and temporarily lived in Ding'an County because of factors such as a more suitable climate, but he never thought that he would have Will call this home one day.

At least not at the time.

He was used to wandering, so it was a little strange to settle down suddenly, but more of it was novelty and satisfaction.

Although it is called a home, what is the most important thing about a home?

An Le glanced at Fan Xi beside him.

The smile on the corner of the mouth began to overflow.

It's human.

……

Although they ate all the way back to Ding'an County, they arrived earlier than expected, and they still had time to leave.

After returning, the county magistrate of Ding'an County has been changed, replaced by a cold young man.

An Le joked, "Where will you live after that?"

The old god Fan Xi pointed to the mansion in the next street.

An Le: "..."

The mansion is located in the southeast corner of Ding'an County, relatively quiet.An Le chose a room facing the pool, looking at the clean and spotless room, he almost cried bitterly, "It's not a miscellaneous room at last!"

Fan Xi's servants in the capital came a few days later, Anle woke up and found that the yard had less weeds and more rows of plum trees.The water in the pool became crystal clear, and what surprised him even more was that Fan Xi actually asked someone to build a pavilion in the heart of the pool.

The carpenter asked with difficulty: "Your Highness, is it really going to be built in the heart of the pool?"

Fan Xi: "Well, build it like the Huxin Pavilion."

"Huxin Pavilion? Just a pavilion? No need for a bridge?"

"unnecessary."

The carpenter broke out in a cold sweat, "But before building a pavilion, there must be a bridge."

"Then build the road first, then tear it down."

"..."

An Le couldn't bear to watch it, and finally walked over and said, "Actually, there is a bridge that is also very beautiful."

The carpenter nodded straight.

Fan Xi looked at An Le for a while, then let go and said, "Then let's build a bridge too."

The carpenter finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "If there is no bridge, how did His Highness plan to get to the pavilion?"

Fan Xi said: "Qinggong."

A carpenter who doesn't know any martial arts: "..."

The carpenter couldn't help but glance at An Le gratefully.

Feeling the grateful gaze, An Le turned her head and smiled at him.

Fan Xi stretched out his arm, and An Le was dragged behind him.

Carpenter: "..." He understands, he gets out.

An Le watched the carpenter leave quickly, and he couldn't help sighing: "Your Highness, I want to grow flowers, but you don't let me see the gardener. I want to eat, but you don't let me see the cook. Are you still not allowed to see the carpenter?"

Fan Xi raised his chin and said, "So what?"

"..."

An Le rolled his eyes, and he suddenly laughed, "Your Highness, since you don't allow me to see the cook, why do you let the cook stay in the house?"

Fan Xi immediately answered, "Let her go."

An Le nodded and said, "Well, today I want to eat egg porridge, red pork belly, and crucian carp soup."

Fan Xi said, "I'll tell."

An Le smiled and said, "Your Highness just said that you want to drive the cook away."

Fan Xi suddenly realized something.

An Le's smile became brighter, "So, this time, will I be lucky enough to have the lunch made by His Highness himself?"

Fan Xi said without changing his face: "The man in black can also cook."

An Le smiled, "I'm not sure."

"..."

In the end, without knowing it, the cook wobbled in her position, and settled down firmly again.

An Le didn't eat Fan Xi's cooking either, because when he saw Fan Xi sprinkled half a jar of salt into the porridge, he pushed Fan Xi out of the kitchen with a serious face.

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows and said, "Didn't you ask me to do it?"

An Le sighed, "Because I underestimated your destructive power to food."

After a while, what was on the table was still the chef's handiwork, and An Le ate the belly of the crucian carp contentedly, watching Fan Xi pick out the fishbone for him.

Fan Xi picks and picks, and An Le eats one piece at a time. The cook quickly brings out a plate of braised pork, and Anle immediately switches to braised pork.Fan Xi continued to criticize him.

But An Le finally moved the chopsticks back to the crucian carp, only to find that they were empty.

An Le raised her eyes, while Fan Xi chewed expressionlessly.

An Le: "..."

midnight.

Fan Xi walked to Anlemen with liquor.

An Le's voice came from the eaves.

"It's midnight, what do you want to do?"

Fan Xi raised his head, saw An Le's protruding half of his head, and raised the flagon in his hand.

An Le smiled slightly.

Fan Xi tapped the ground lightly, and flew up to the eaves.

An Le took a wine jug from Fan Xi's hand with a smile, and was about to drink it, but heard Fan Xi's voice with a smile, "Let's drink together."

An Le: "..."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Fan Xi, then boldly opened the wine jar and took a sip.

Fan Xi smiled and took out two wine cups.

The two sipped together shoulder to shoulder.

After half a pot of wine, Fan Xi looked into An Le's clear eyes, and he suddenly understood what it meant to be drunk without wine.

An Le glanced sideways.

I don't know who posted it first, the lips of the two touched, the tip of the pen rubbed the tip of the nose, and when they opened their eyes, they could see each other and a piece of night sky.

Fan Xi's lips move down from An Le's lips, earlobe, neck, chest.

Those hands started to grope restlessly, but when he touched the wound on An Le's chest, he paused.

An Le noticed that he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly laughed, the ridicule and disdain at the beginning were gone, and now only bright and beautiful, plus that never-ending cunning.

"Your Highness, for the sake of this wound, let me?"

Hearing this, Fan Xi's hesitation disappeared in an instant, turning into nothingness.

An Le looked at the head buried in her neck with a wry smile, and while biting it, An Le took a cold breath.

"It's cold on the roof at night—"

brush--

An Le fell on the bed in the room in the blink of an eye.

After that, Fan Xi's handsome face was suppressed.

"Really won't let me?"

Without saying a word, Fan Xi simply took another bite on An Le's neck.

An Le stopped talking, he comforted himself silently, it was quite cold now, so he didn't need to expose his neck outside.

The time for half a stick of incense has passed...

An Le's sweat-stained hair was slightly wet, and he said intermittently: "Don't press me—"

Fan Xi ignored him.

The time for another half stick of incense has passed...

An Le said with trembling arms, "Why don't we finish the wine first?"

Fan Xi still ignored him, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the wine cup he brought down and sprinkled it on the ground.

An Le: "..."

Another half stick of incense time has passed...

An Le had no idea to speak at all.

Fan Xi was very satisfied with this and worked harder.

……

The next day, during lunch, An Le vaguely heard Fan Xi and the man in black say: "Well, the pig feeding along the way has been quite effective."

An Le is quite critical of this.

When he finished his lunch, he aggressively pushed open the door of Fan Xi's study, and what he saw was a picture of writing hanging on the wall directly opposite the door.

An Le changed from being quite critical to quite happy.

Fan Xi looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Le, who was originally here to question, smiled slightly, "What's for dinner?"

……

Sacrificing to heaven and earth with turbid wine, I pray that there will be no worries for the rest of my life.

No matter what kind of mess he is, it's still a wine calendula branch.

As for the current turmoil?

Fuck him.

An Le felt that his lifelong pursuit was in his hands.

The author has something to say:

It's over, sprinkle flowers~

Well, the original plan was to make the one-sided image of the characters at the beginning plump up by injecting a new side, but the result seems to be that the connection is not very good. Well, the plot is also a bit blunt, and it will be revised later.And thanks for the support from the little angels, huh, huh~ I didn’t have much confidence to finish it at the beginning, but I didn’t expect to make it through, the little angels are the motivation.

PS. I plan to write a series. This article is mainly the beginning, introducing the background, leading out characters and events, etc. The series is divided into Jianghu and Jiangshan, but this article is temporarily placed in the four ghosts, and it is not the beginning of any series.

Above all, thank you again for your support!

Three stories

At the beginning of March, the Jingzhe arrives.

The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River swept away the freezing cold. After the baptism, the emerald green that emerged has filled the eyes, and the stone steps in front of the door are covered with moss.

An Le took a nap half-lying, and there was a drizzle of rain outside the window, the breeze rolled up the bamboo curtains, and a few drops of drizzle that drifted in stained An Le's clothes, moistening the couch for half an inch.

Fan Xi sat at the side, caressing the zither with both hands, the lingering sound lingered and lingered for a long time.

When the sound of the piano stopped, An Le opened his eyes slightly, and the first thing he saw was Fan Xi's drooping side face, and he smiled unconsciously.

Fan Xi noticed, raised her eyes slightly and said, "What are you laughing at?"

An Le raised his hand to brush the broken hair that fell to his shoulders, the corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was extremely beautiful, "It's nothing, I suddenly thought of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Fan Xi said: "Didn't you say it's too sweet?"

An Le looked at him with a half-smile, and said slowly with deep meaning: "Isn't it sweet?"

Fan Xi obviously understood, he smiled slightly and said, "Another cup of tea with coptis chinensis?"

"En?" An Le looked at him noncommittally.

Fan Xi's smile deepened, "Two or three glasses of light wine?"

An Le made a gesture and said, "Two fights!"

Fan Xi put down the violin and stood up, "Where should we go for a drink?"

"Naturally, it's the Huxin Pavilion." After speaking, An Le sat up, put on a coat and walked out with a smile.

It's still the pavilion in the center of the lake, and it's still the same boat going on the lake, but it's no longer in the snow, fishing alone, or "independence" hidden in the plum shadow.

The light boat on the lake crossed shallowly, and one person was half lying and half sitting, holding a jug of wine in his arms.Standing alone, his eyes are fixed on the person beside him.

Just like a picture scroll, one lake, one wine, one tea.

Two people.

……

In early summer, the koi in the pond were swimming happily, and Anle was sitting in the pavilion in the pond. The young man sitting opposite him, with delicate features, was staring down at a chessboard on the stone table.

An Le was wearing light clothes, with his arms resting on the stone table, waiting for the other party to make a move.

After waiting for a long while, An Le's head began to move bit by bit, An Le finally said impatiently, "Qingmei, are you alright?"

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, and he said slowly: "I admit defeat."

Suddenly a person jumped down from the pavilion, displeasure was written on his handsome face.

An Le said, "Fan Xi, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Fan Xi put away her displeasure and walked to the kitchen, before she left, she did not forget to give Ye Qing an eyebrow.

After An Le waited for him to leave, she looked at Ye Qingmei with a smile and said, "How about it, I'm really the better one, right?"

Ye Qingmei calmly put away the chess pieces on the chessboard, "I will defeat you one day."

An Le took out a score book from his pocket, which read, Ye Qingmei's Defeat No. 30, seven volumes.

Ye Qingmei caught a glimpse of the score, and the corner of her eyebrows twitched, "You still have it?"

"Of course," An Le smiled slyly, "This is the proof that you lost to me. I will transcribe this game of chess tonight."

Ye Qingmei: "..."

into the night.

The evening breeze in early summer is pleasant, and An Le is half lying on the eaves listening to the sound of the wind in the pavilion in the pool.

Sitting beside him, Fan Xi asked casually, "Who is Ye Qingmei—"

An Le interrupted: "Hush. Listen to the wind."

Fan Xi's displeasure was immediately written on his face, "You have been playing chess with him all afternoon."

An Le opened his eyes with a smile, "Your Highness, he is a chess ghost."

Fan Xi leaned over and gnawed on his cheek, "Don't call me that."

An Le said helplessly, "Fan Xi?"

Fan Xi gnawed on his lips again.

"..."

An Le's low voice of complaint disappeared between the lips of the two of them.

half an hour.

Only An Le had time to breathe, the corners of his eyes were moist, beautiful and bright.

"Ye Qingmei is my apprentice."

An Le smiled slightly, and talked about the origin of the chess ghost.

"I learned how to play chess after being adopted by Mei Wuyin. At that time, Mei Wuyin was still in the capital, so I had nothing to do. I defeated all the chess masters in the capital. But at that time, the chess master had already become famous, so I called myself a chess ghost. "

Fan Xi had vaguely thought of the possibility that An Le was a chess ghost before, so it was not surprising.

An Le picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

"I remember a storyteller in a tea shop mentioned that the chess ghost's style of chess has changed. It's just that after I took Ye Qingmei as my apprentice, I gave him the position of chess ghost."

Fan Xi thought of the young man who was playing chess with him on the boat on Gu Lake, so he asked about it.

An Le replied: "Oh, he's just a boy next to Qingmei. I've been with him for some years. Although he only knows a little bit about chess, he has a very good memory and has memorized all the chess records of me and Qingmei. Qingmei doesn't like it. The people who play chess with him are rubbish, so I often let that boy deal with them."

Fan Xi was silent for a long time.

An Le turned her head to look at him.

After a while, and after a while, Fan Xi finally asked, "What's your real name?"

An Le smiled and looked at him.

Fan Xi looked at the smile in An Le's eyes, which reflected a bright night sky.

That's it.

Fan Xi raised the corners of his mouth.

Forget it, as long as he is still him, as long as he is still by his side.

An Le suddenly stood up and leaned forward.

As their lips and teeth met, Fan Xi had already put this issue behind her.

……

Midsummer is over, the cicadas are no longer heard, the summer lotus in the pond is planted in early summer, and it blooms in midsummer, the koi waving its bright red tail and circling around the lotus, Anle is lying on the railing in the pavilion to watch.

Fan Xi sat on a stone chair and drew his figure with a pen.

The tip of the pen is lit with cinnabar, An Le's bright red coat is very dazzling, Fan Xi smiled and painted a bright red color on the clothes of the person in the painting.

An Le looked back, caught a glimpse of the picture scroll, and remembered the bright red dress she borrowed from the dancer back then.

Suddenly remembered that there was another hairpin that I forgot to give to the dancer.

Fan Xi raised her eyes, "En?"

An Le looked at him with a smile, "When will you go on a long trip?"

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows, "What do you want to do again?"

"Suddenly remembered that I bought something before and forgot to give it away."

Fan Xi said: "What? Why don't you give it to me?"

An Le laughed, "A hosta, do you want it?"

"..."

An Le smiled and scared away the koi in the pond. After stopping, he half-lyed on the railing and looked at him.

The bright red clothes are lined with the blooming summer lotus, and the brows are stained with affection, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

Fan Xi put down his pen.

The person in front of me, where is the charm that can be expressed with pen and paper?

Fan Xi stroked the hair on An Le's shoulders, "Where are you going to play?"

An Le thought for a while, "Northwest? Or southwest?"

Fan Xi smiled, "At worst, let's go all over again, when are we going?"

"...Let's talk about it later."

An Le leaned against Fan Xi, picked up the pen on the table, washed off the cinnabar on the nib, dyed the ink again, and sketched a human figure on the paper, with a handsome outline, looking at her side.

Fan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Is this how I am?"

An Le smiled slightly, "Aren't you?"

While the two were teasing, the koi swam back again, still circling around the summer lotus.

The author has something to say:

Three episodes come on a whim.

Well, in fact, I suddenly remembered that there is still a hairpin that should be given away, which I have forgotten in the corner of my memory. Let me explain.

Off-topic: I want to ask if anyone is willing to read the ABO setting, and I plan to write an A and A together. As always, it is strong, serious, and the main line runs the plot, but there is only one character at present. Leave a comment if you are willing. Alright, I'll start the plot

A Dramatic Fragment About the AA Text

Rough persona:

Major: Chris Garcia (alpha who hates o, bright blond hair, green eyes, cold, serious, 28,181)

Major General: Moore Fox (alpha with b, light brown hair, black eyes, frivolous, 32,187)

Brian, yellow peach jelly flavor (subject Omega, burgundy hair, amber eyes, fair skin, loves to laugh, likes to flirt, 17,180)

Qin Lan, Strawberry Cake Flavor (subject Omega, regular facial features, pure black eyes, sparse brows, often frowning, with a murderous look, 18,185)

Background: The solar system has fallen and the sun is no longer dazzling. However, the resources in this galaxy have not been exploited. Facing the problem of insufficient resources, there are 26 districts in all galaxies, because there are 26 letters...or 24? )'s head's gaze focused on this declining galaxy at the same time. (Please compare the oil problem_(:зゝ∠)_)

Among them, the competition between the X area and the Z area is particularly fierce, and the war is imminent. (There is no mecha, only cold weapons and spaceship_(:зゝ∠)_)

Background of the main story: Someone from the head of District X ordered the research and development of a potion that would enable Omega to have alpha power, increase the number of elite soldiers, and wanted to include District Z. The research and development orders were carried out underground, and few people knew about it except for the participants.However, a certain undercover agent stole the data, and the heads of Z and other districts also developed... and it needs to be added

Branch background: the leaders of the other 24 districts want to reap the benefits of fishing, and... to be added

Disgusting scene [-]:

Chris (cold face): Hmph, a bottom-level person should look like a bottom-level person.

A Captain: Major, Omega is weak and you are not happy.

Chris (still with a cold face): Hmph, the bottom layer should also have some upward thinking.

A Captain: ...

Scene [-] of pretending to be B:

Moore (touching his chin): Well, a new major...

A certain lieutenant: Major general, I heard that he is the most powerful fighter in Area X.

Moore: So you were transferred to the front line?

A Lieutenant: No, I heard that he offended his superiors.

Moore: An alpha?

A certain lieutenant: I heard that yes, he is an alpha of pure blood.

Moore (squinting eyes): Are you complaining about something?Feel ashamed that your Major General is a beta?

A Lieutenant: I heard, but I dare not.

Moore: Why are you hearing about it?Can you hear this too?

A certain lieutenant: In this way, Major General, you won’t be able to blame me for your anger.

MORE (pause): Well, for the sake of your honesty, if not too much honesty, our account—

A certain lieutenant (with a smile on his face): Forget it?

Moore (following the laugh): —I'll do the math next time.

A lieutenant: ...

Scene [-] of molesting Chris every day:

Moore (hippie smile): Chris.

Chris (cold face): What, major general?

Moore (still with a hippie smile): Have a meal together tonight?

Chris (cold face): I still have a job.

MORE (closer): Work?The major general ordered you to have a meal with him more important than work?

CHRIS (impatient, turns head): Of course—

Moore (bends down, smiles and kisses)

Chris (cold face, punch)

Moore (dodging, smiling slyly): Well, my dear Colonel, I accept this gift of apology, shall we meet again next time?

Chris (unusual cold face): Fuck off.

Moore (laughs and walks away)

Chris (turns head to work and has red ears)

Scene [-] of meeting Qin Lan:

CHRIS (upper, looking at the arena): Who's that kid?

[On the arena, Qin Lan frowned and swung her fist on the bridge of an unknown alpha's nose, who then fell to the ground]

A certain captain (looks at it): Which one is the major asking?

Chris: That's a good one.

Captain A: Major, that's an Omega—

Chris (raise eyebrow)

A certain captain: The superior has developed a potion that allows Omega to have the characteristics of alpha, and he is one of the subjects.

Chris (slightly annoyed): Subject?How did no one tell me?

A certain captain (slightly lowers his head, purses his lips)

[moment of silence]

Chris (frowning all the time): Because he is a test subject, so he can fight like this?

A certain captain: The subject was also observed, and he was the most stable among them.

Chris (face slightly softened): A natural alpha, but an omega?what is his name?

A certain captain: It seems that his name is Qin Lan, and he seems to have a rare ancient oriental blood.

Chris (silently looking at Qin Lan)

A Captain: Major?

Chris (suddenly cold-faced): But a bottom-level person should look like a bottom-level person.

A Captain: ...

Scene [-] of meeting Qin Lan:

Chris (frowning suddenly): Is that Tan Lan?

A certain captain: The subject has to undergo Alpha's close-to-hand combat test every day, and it is impossible to appear on the street.

Chris (silent for a moment): Stop, I'll go take a look.

A Captain (helplessly): Major!

Chris (cold face): Stop it.

A Captain (with a change of complexion): Yes, Major!

[On the street, Qin Lan punched an unknown alpha in the ribs.The wine-red hair among the heads of a group of disheveled people is particularly eye-catching]

Chris (frowning): Qin Lan.

A certain captain (recognized that Qin Lan frowned, and quickly picked up the communicator): This is a certain street, and an escaped test subject was found, what are you all doing!

Brian (putting his head out to look around, seeing a scratch on Qin Lan's cheek): Xiao Lanlan, your face is hurt.

Qin Lan (shrugs)

[An alpha quietly stepped forward and approached Brian's back]

Qin Lan (distanced away, her expression suddenly changed): Brian!

Brian (looking at Qin Lan with a smile all the time)

[The alpha behind Brian suddenly grabs Brian's arm]

Qin Lan (flying towards Brian, looking gloomy)

Brian (without changing his face, throws out his other arm and slams his swollen hand on his neck): Get off—

[alpha snorted, and couldn't help letting go]

Bryan (pulls Alpha's skirt, throws it over his shoulder, and claps his hands): I told you to go away.

Qin Lan (step forward)

Bryan (smiling, putting his arms around Tan Lan's neck)

Chris (raise eyebrow)

Qin Lan (hands around Brian's waist)

[The two exchange a deep kiss]

The author has something to say:

Hearing people complain about ABO Wen Tailei, I wanted to write an AA essay on a whim, and discussed it with a new gay friend who felt the same way. She was going to write an OO (powerful) essay, so she planned to join the essay.Of course, it is as strong as ever, with a plot direction.

The above is a dramatic clip I wrote. Chris and Moore are the protagonists in my novel, and Brian and Qin Lan are the protagonists in Jiyou’s novel (the setting of these two is also Jiyou’s, I am only responsible for typing), Jiyou Said that the clips I wrote are not bad, if anyone is willing to read the text, please give some comments_(:зゝ∠)_(Yes, I am just asking for comments shamelessly)

However, it is still in the planning period, and the plot is just a rough idea. If the angels want to see it, I will continue to expand the plot, and the pitfalls are to be determined.

PS, I'm not too fond of mechs, so no.I am not good at astronomy, so bugs are very common, welcome to submit.I was thinking about whether the cosmic vacuum can really be used to fight, so the knowledgeable little angel came to tell me the answer! (Of course, whether it is or not, I will use cold weapons for a long time)