dream warm snow fragrance

Rong Jian had dinner, and Min Xiang went to see his son. Xiao Ru'er had been washed by Min Changqing and was coaxed to sleep again.

Xiao Ru'er slept soundly, her white and tender face was flushed with blush, and her mouth was slightly opened. Min Xiang looked at him quietly, and tightened the quilt on him again.

Min Changqing wanted to sleep on the couch, and the quilt was already spread on it. He walked to the bed, sat beside Min Xiang, and suddenly hugged him from behind. His eyes asked what he was going to do.

Min Changqing said in a hoarse voice with pain, "Brother, don't go with the prince."

Min Xiang blushed, "I didn't."

Min Changqing's eyes were full of sadness, he buried his face on Min Xiang's back, maybe his sadness made Min Xiang feel uncomfortable, so he didn't break away from his embrace for a while, but let him Hold yourself and put your face on your back.

Min Xiang knew that he would never be able to respond to Min Changqing's feelings. He very much hoped that Min Changqing could fall in love with a woman, marry her and have children. This would be good for everyone.

In his eyes, Min Changqing will always be just his younger brother and his relative, but there is no other possibility.

When Rong Jian came to see Min Xiang, he saw Min Changqing hugging Min Xiang at the door. The posture of the two of them made Rong Jian's heart sink and his face froze instantly, but he soon recovered.

He walked over calmly and said, "Is Xiao Ru'er asleep?"

Min Changqing knew he was coming, but he hugged Min Xiang tighter and tighter. He knew that Min Xiang would not break free in front of Rong Jian.

And Min Xiang really didn't do this, he knew that Min Changqing was already very sad, and if he pushed him away in front of Rong Jian, he would definitely be even more sad.

Min Xiang just patted Min Changqing's hand a few times, and said to Rong Jian, "Does the prince want to stay?"

Rong Jian's eyes were as deep as the night sky, and it was obvious that he couldn't bear the intimacy between Min Xiang and Min Changqing. He didn't recognize Min Xianglai before, and let Ouyang Hui insult him. Do you have legs?

Rong Jian stood there with a tall and straight figure, and the sudden power on his body made people have to immediately realize that he was unusual, oppressed by his sense of oppression, he just stared at Min Xiang, and said, "Do you think Where else can I go?"

Ever since I fell in love with you, I can't go anywhere.

Min Xiang also felt Rong Jian's sudden change, and he also understood the reason. He wanted to let Rong Jian leave, but suddenly he couldn't bear it.

He said to Min Changqing, "Changqing, let go first."

Min Changqing said, "No."

Min Changqing is like a child about to be robbed of his treasure, and suddenly he is even more unwilling to let go.

Min Xiang froze for a moment, "I'm going to be out of breath with you like this."

Only then did Min Changqing let go of his arms, and Min Xiang stood up, frowning, not knowing what to say.

Rong Jian suddenly reached out and grabbed him, pulling him out of Min Changqing's room.

When Min Xiang turned his head, he only met Min Changqing's sad eyes. He kept looking at him, watching him disappear at the door.

Rong Jian pulled Min Xiang back to Min Xiang's bedroom, and closed the bedroom door after entering. He stood at the door, looked at Min Xiang, wanted to say something, but didn't say it, just in such a deep and silent way look at him.

Min Xiang stood aside and bowed his head without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Rong Jian said, "Xiangxiang, you are not with me because you changed your mind and want to be with Min Changqing?"

"No!" Min Xiang blurted out instantly, and regretted a little after saying it, why did he refute, if he followed his will, wouldn't he be able to drive him away.

Then Rong Jian stepped forward, hugged him, buried his face on his shoulder, and said in a low and painful voice, "Xiangxiang, I can't stand you leaving me. Without you, my life is worse than death. You Scolding me, blaming me, it's okay, but don't leave me to be with someone else."

Min Xiang wanted to say I didn't, but his throat was choked and he couldn't say it. He once thought that he couldn't live after leaving Rong Jian, but it turned out that he could, but living was no better than death.Missing him is always like a dream, but when the dream wakes up, the reality always tells him clearly that it is impossible for Rong Jian to appear by his side.

Min Xiang didn't know what to do.

Neither his hatred nor his dignity allowed him to follow Rong Jian, but his heart followed him forever.

Min Xiang also raised his hand, and stretched out his arms to hug him. Rong Jian felt the strength of his hug, and raised his head. Min Xiang's eyes were gentle, like a pool of autumn water under the moon, deep but sparkling.

Rong Jian couldn't help kissing his lips, the moonlight outside the window shone into the room through the window paper, and the room was shrouded in a gentle silvery light, hazy and dreamlike.

Min Xiang's dark eyes were facing Rong Jian's eyes, Rong Jian's eyes were so deep and full of affection that seemed to overflow, Min Xiang closed his eyes unconsciously.

Rong Jian's lips were so warm and soft, touching his lips, the tip of her tongue pressed against his teeth, when it invaded his mouth, Min Xiang's back almost went numb, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't think of anything.

When was the first time you kissed Rong Jian?

When he was eleven or twelve years old, in the palace, he was sick and lay on the bed. Rong Jian came to see him, feeling sorry for him because he was sick and uncomfortable, and sat beside him silently. Later, Rong Jian was too sleepy and fell asleep lying on the bedside , he watched Rong Jian's sleeping face with worry, and leaned over to touch the corner of his lips. Unexpectedly, Rong Jian woke up, very happy, so he rushed over to hug him and kissed him.

He can remember everything with Rong Jian clearly, as if he was born just for Rong Jian, and he was destined to fall in love with him from birth.

Rong Jian didn't dare to go too far, just kept kissing him, holding his face with his hands, and gently stroking the scars on his face, those marks were already faded, but they still made Rong Jian feel sad and distressed.

Min Xiang didn't refuse him, and even hugged him tightly, because he knew that he had to leave him, he had to leave here, and go to a place where Rong Jian would never find him again.

Min Xiang didn't go back to Min Changqing's room to sleep, he stayed in his own room.

Min Changqing knew that he was with Rong Jian again, and they shared the same bed.

Min Changqing clenched his fist tightly, and his nails even pierced the palm of his hand with bloodstains.

After washing, Min Xiang sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, and Rong Jian held the comb to release his hair from the crown. The hair in his hand was lubricated and cold, like satin and silk, and he combed it for him one by one. Hair, the candlelight flickered gently, and the face in the mirror was a little blurred.

Rong Jian leaned over and kissed Min Xiang's ear, tied his hair with a ribbon, and hugged him from behind.

Min Xiang held his hand, the two looked at each other in the mirror, Rong Jian said softly, "Xiang Xiang, you are so beautiful."

Min Xiang was stunned, looked at himself in the mirror, and said, "I'm already old, not in the past."

Rong Jian kissed him on the cheek, "No, my Xiangxiang will never grow old. No one is more beautiful than you."

Min Xiang smiled bitterly.

Rong Jian also said these words back then, when she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, Rong Jian went out of the palace to build a mansion, and was named a prince at the age of 13, Min Xiang went to see his palace, Rong Jian hugged him in the water pavilion, Say to him, "Xiangxiang, you are so beautiful, be my wife, okay?"

At this moment, Min Xiang still remembered how happy he was at that time, his cheeks were instantly hot, and it seemed that he could still feel the hot feeling from his body to his heart at that time. Naturally, he refuted him because of shyness in his mouth, "Why? I'm the wife, not you?"

Rong Jian never had principles in front of him, so he said directly, "Then I will be Xiangxiang's wife, and Xiangxiang will be my husband."

Min Xiang was very annoyed by what he said, but his heart was infinitely sweet, but he said such disappointing words, "In the future, you will tire of me, and you will grow old in the future, and you will not look good."

Rong Jian said, "My Xiangxiang will never grow old. In my heart, no one is more beautiful than you."

At that time, he had a straight face, but his heart was full of flowers.

The same is true outside the water pavilion, the lotus in the lotus pond is in full bloom, so gorgeous and colorful.

From then on, he fell in love with the water pavilion in Rong Jian's mansion. He liked to sit there every time. As long as he sat there, he would never grow old. In Rong Jian's heart, he would always be the most beautiful.

But in the world, where is the same face.

He looked in the mirror and reached out to touch his cheek. He had changed too much from Wu Xiang back then, his heart and face were already stained with vicissitudes.

Rong Jian took his hand, put his hand on his face, stared at Min Xiang closely, and said, "Xiang Xiang promised me to marry me before, I always remember."

Min Xiang knew what he said, but said, "I don't remember this happening."

Rong Jian's eyes were persistent, and there was a fire inside, which wanted to burn the souls of both of them, "You said you would not be my wife, but let me be your wife, don't you remember? You said you didn't remember on purpose. "

Min Xiang's eyes were moist, he knew what he remembered, Rong Jian also remembered it.

He turned his face to look at the real Rong Jian, and Rong Jian kissed him on the lips, "Xiangxiang, there are too many things, I can't control its changes, but I can control my love for you forever will change."

Min Xiang burst into tears, and shook his head. He didn't know what to say, and his heart was completely in a mess.

Rong Jian hugged him horizontally from the chair. The moment his body was suspended in the air, Min Xiang felt a sense of insecurity, and quickly wrapped his arms around Rong Jian's neck. He was put on the bed by him, and the bed curtain fell down. At that moment, Min Xiang had a feeling that in this world, he and Rong Jian were the only ones, there was no hatred, no past, no difference in identity, no future, only the present.

The author has something to say: fall in love as early as possible, first love is the best, so there is no other way.