Rebirth depends on you without discussing

It’s another year of good flowers, and another year’s mid-autumn moon. Zuo Chuan stood at the window and looked at the full moon in the night sky like a jade plate. The light and faint shadows were probably the sweet-scented osmanthus trees in Guanghan Palace. .

I don't know if it's cold or deserted in that Guanghan Palace, and I don't know what Fairy Chang'e is doing during the reunion in this world, whether she is missing Wu Gang, or holding the jade rabbit to appreciate the blooming and falling of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Tonight, the moon is shining brightly, reflecting the sky and the earth, as if coated with a layer of light golden halo, even the usually noisy city has become quiet, the gentle breeze is blowing, floating the soft curtains, Just like Hongyu, he gently swept a pair of white and slender hands.

Flipping the palm of your hand, you held the fluffy curtain in your hand, let it go with a soft sigh, and was blown up by the wind again.

The figure of Qing Chang stood at the window, the hazy yellow moonlight shrouded the whole body, adding a mystery, but also a lonely desolation.

Zuo Chuan was holding the window with both hands, his muscular body was only wearing a white knit gown, which hung loosely from his shoulders to his hips, and his white and slender legs were stretched out like this, faintly moving with the breeze , can see the scenery under the long gown, want to hide and reveal, telling endless temptation.

A slight sigh broke the tranquil night sky, Zuo Chuan turned around in a slump, his wide neckline stretched all the way to his chest, and on his delicate collarbone, there were several blooming strawberry flowers.

Maybe it was a little itchy, Zuo Chuan raised his hand and pulled the shirt at the neckline, scratched his collarbone a few times, and when he pulled it back, he pulled the neckline to one side, and the wide neckline slipped from one shoulder, revealing a delicate and round shoulder. There are many blue and purple intertwined strawberry flowers, revealing a swaying charm.

The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, and the sad little face suddenly turned cloudy, and the feet without shoes jumped briskly, walked to the table a few times, and eagerly picked up the mobile phone, but saw the screen When, lost down.

"Zuo Chuan, come out and play together. The sender - Ye Kun."

Just when Zuo Chuan was thinking of refusing, a call came in, Zuo Chuan sighed slightly, and clicked the answer button.

"Zuo Chuan, we are here with Li Chengzhe, come here quickly." Hearing the noise on the phone, Zuo Chuan felt a little desolate. He didn't want to miss such a beautiful scenery, but he only wanted to enjoy it with his beloved.

"Yes, Zuo Chuan, come quickly, Zhongxuan is not at home, how boring you are by yourself, come quickly."

"Or, I'll pick you up, I'll be there in about 10 minutes..."

There was a lot of noise and excitement over the phone, but Zuo Chuan didn't care about it.

"No need, I'm a little tired, you guys can play." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation, and the full moon outside the window just hung in the middle, which was so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter.

This is the No.15 Mid-Autumn Festival they have been together, but it is the first Mid-Autumn Festival they have been apart.

Zuo Chuan held his mobile phone and sat straddling the back of the sofa. If he knew that a person was so lonely, he should go on a business trip with Qi Zhongxuan, so as to save himself from pitying himself on this full moon night.

His slender fingers slid across the screen, pressing numbers one by one, a series of familiar numbers that had been engraved into his bones and blood. His fingers hesitated for a long time on the dial key, but finally they did not land.

Qi Zhongxuan left last night. If it wasn't for the urgent project, he wouldn't even be able to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival at home.

Thinking of Qi Zhongxuan's madness last night, Zuo Chuan knew that the other party had no intention of going with him at all.

Zuo Chuan didn't know exactly what happened, he only knew that it was urgent and dangerous, otherwise, how could Qi Zhongxuan say that he was going on a business trip when he was so hard to get up.

Zuo Chuan hated himself for so many years, but he always sank into the other party's clear eyes again and again, and he never even said the words of rejection.

"I'm probably busy at this time." Zuo Chuan sighed and put down the phone anyway.

Touching his stomach that hadn't eaten much for a day, Zuo Chuan was a little hungry, got up and went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, looking at the ingredients bought a day ago, Zuo Chuan suddenly became interested.

Originally, they made an appointment to make mooncakes together, but now?

Forget it, Qi Zhongxuan is not here, so he will do it himself.

Take out the prepared fillings, then knead the dough, then...

Gradually, Zuo Chuan was immersed in his own making, thinking of Qi Zhongxuan coming back and seeing the moon cakes he made with his own hands, his heart was extremely sweet, and his lonely face was also dyed a touch of rosy.

Time passed quietly, and the moonlight outside the window shyly got into the clouds, covering half of his face, not daring to look at Zuo Chuan's sweet face, for fear that he would not be able to bear the loneliness in his heart, would not stay in the sky, and become Greed for the beauty of the world.

Outside the door, the sound of the key driving the door lock sounded. Qi Zhongxuan pulled the suitcase and opened the door carefully, lest he would wake up his sleeping lover.

The room was bright and clear, and there was even a slight noise from the kitchen, accompanied by bursts of fragrance, with the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Seeing the lover he misses walking back and forth in the kitchen wearing thin clothes, seeing the lover he misses walking back and forth with two big white legs dangling in front of his eyes, Qi Zhongxuan only felt hot all over his body, the smell coming out of the steamer Water vapor, like floating in clouds and mist, surrounds Zuo Chuan, like a beautiful fairyland.

Couldn't bear it any longer and walked forward, tightly hugging his lover's thin waist with both hands from behind, Qi Zhongxuan rested his chin on Zuo Chuan's shoulder, looking at the other party's hands covered with flour and stuffing, Qi Zhongxuan smiled Gentle: "Chuan'er."

The moment the breath behind him lingered, Zuo Chuan knew that his lover had returned.

Ignoring the white flour and stickiness in his hands, Zuo Chuan turned around, clasped his hands on Qi Zhongxuan's shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and sipped at the red lips of his dear one.

"I made your most delicious mooncakes filled with egg yolk, do you want to try it?" Zuo Chuan looked at Qi Zhongxuan, his lover was exhausted a lot during the day and night, but he was reluctant to let go.

"Okay!" Qi Zhongxuan chuckled, lowered his head against Zuo Chuan's forehead, rolled up his shirt from behind with both hands, and then touched it along his buttocks...

"Don't make trouble!" Zuo Chuan blushed, he had done too much last night, he still felt a little uncomfortable, twisted and turned around, but it could only make his lover's hand invade more: "There are mooncakes in the pot! "

"Don't worry!" Qi Zhongxuan bit Zuo Chuan's earlobe. As the years went by, he fell in love with this shy man who liked to cling to him more and more. His breath poured into his sensitive auricles, and Zuo Chuan gasped and lay on his lover's side. shoulders, because he heard him say, "I would rather eat mooncakes than mooncakes..."

The room is beautiful, and the moon hides because it can't bear to look directly at it. Only the steam rising from the kitchen is accompanied by panting and collision. On this beautiful night, time is intoxicated and people are shy.