Slave forever

The curtain of Shuzhuju was lifted, and Yan Qinghe walked in slowly, and saw Lin Duying sitting in front of the window with his head lowered and playing chess pieces.

In front of Lin Duying was a chessboard made of marble. He was placing the white jade pieces one by one on the grid. His slender index finger and middle finger held the transparent white jade. His nails were neatly manicured. Skin color and jade color complement each other.

Hearing Yan Qinghe's footsteps, he dropped a chess piece with a bang, and raised his voice, "Have you seen it?"

Yan Qinghe nodded, and said hesitantly: "They...seem to be doing well. I used to think that it would not be a problem for Feng'er to bring a man by his side."

"Now?" Lin Duying took out a black jade chess piece from another chess jar, and dropped it on the chessboard again.

Yan Qinghe shook his head and did not speak.Lin Duying pushed the chess jar aside, took a cup of tea from the boiling spring water on the small stove, and pushed it in front of him.

Yan Qinghe felt a little embarrassed, touched his nose and looked at the chessboard with nothing to say, "I didn't know you could play chess before."

Lin Duying tapped the chessboard with her fingers, holding black in her left hand and white in her right hand, making her own moves, and suddenly smiled and asked, "Then what do you know about me?"

Yan Qinghe was taken aback.

On the night of Fenglu Li Zhongxiao, Lin Duying finally let him into Shuzhuju. From that hug to that word, their relationship entered an unprecedented stage of ambiguity.

But Lin Duying's words hit him squarely in his heart.What does he know about him...

Lin Duying didn't seem to wait for his answer, but just played chess with herself with great interest. After a while, the white pieces on the chessboard were surrounded and eaten by the black pieces, and the fight became a completely one-sided scene, and all games were lost.

Yan Qinghe sighed, stretched out his hand to mess up the black and white pieces on the chessboard, sat down opposite Lin Duying, took back the white pieces one by one, and clattered them back into the chess jar.

"I'll play the next game with you, Duying."

Lin Duying looked up at him, noncommittal, picked up a sunspot, and slapped it on the Tian Yuan in the center of the chessboard.

As the saying goes, Phnom Penh silver horn grass wraps the stomach, and anyone who can play a little bit of Go, the first move is absolutely impossible to land on Tianyuan. This is an inexplicable opening.

"When I met you, you were only 19 years old. At that time, you were much more likable than now." Lin Duying raised her hand, motioning for Yan Qinghe to drop her son, and said unhurriedly.

"My first step was very wrong. I was entrusted to kill you, but I drank with you and drank and sang along the Lancang River for days and nights. In the end, you said, 'Brother, don't kill me again. , but there is no chance.' I just realized that you knew who I was."

When Lin Duying talked about the past, she felt a little nostalgic.

Yan Qinghe was also fascinated by what he heard, and pressed a hand casually, and then said: "Then I said, 'Hundred ghosts walk in the night, Lin Duying, who doesn't know. Why don't we have another pot. You just laughed."

Two people, one is the hunter and the other is the prey, but they cherish each other. In the end, it is unknown who captured the other.

One wrong step, one wrong step, it's just that the start was too bad, and I knew it was wrong, but I was confused.

The two looked at each other, with dark and complex emotions floating in their eyes, Lin Duying suddenly changed the subject, and said to Yan Qinghe: "This marble chessboard was just an ordinary stone when I first built Ghost Valley. .”

"so?"

"From the day you left, I've been polishing it every day, smoothing out all its uneven edges and corners, slowly passing the time in this square inch, imagining what you are doing."

"..."

"Today, it has become a flat and smooth chessboard. And I have been in this valley for more than 20 years."

Confused by the loneliness in Lin Duying's eyes, Yan Qinghe casually dropped the chess pieces, thinking about what kind of words he should reply so that the comfort would not appear so thin.

Time passed bit by bit, Yan Qinghe was always absent-minded.

After Lin Duying finished speaking the last sentence, an indescribable smile floated on her face, she dropped her hand heavily, and looked at Yan Qinghe with burning eyes, "Although my start was a failure,——I won."

Yan Qinghe stared dumbfounded at the white pieces on the chessboard that had been wiped out, and the remaining few pieces were also surrounded by black pieces.After being surprised, he couldn't help sighing, "You always win to the end."

Lin Duying stretched out her hand and pocketed the remaining few white pieces one by one, saying ambiguously, "As you said, I am patient enough, tolerant enough, and able to endure loneliness enough to cast a long line and catch big fish."

Lin Duying stood up suddenly, leaned over the chessboard, and approached Yan Qinghe, with a light sweep of her wide sleeve, the go pieces fell all over the ground with a crackling sound.

Yan Qinghe was caught off guard, and before he could react, Lin Duying had already pinned him down on the back of the chair. The hard bamboo joints of the bamboo chair made his back feel a slight pain, which was uncomfortable.

He wanted to push him away, but his hands hesitated. Lin Duying's eyes were too hot, so bright that he didn't dare to look directly at them.

"Qinghe, I am willing to accept the bet. If you lose, how can you compensate me?"

he asks.

Yan Qinghe didn't say anything, but raised his face to look at him.Time has been extraordinarily indulgent to Lin Duying, and for so many years, there are not many traces of cutting and cutting.

He didn't dare to reach out to touch his face, but he knew that he was no longer that young man in fresh clothes and angry horse by the Lancang River.Why, he is still so persistent.

Sighing, Yan Qinghe tentatively put his hand on Lin Duying's shoulder.

Lin Duying pulled his hand and tugged, Yan Qinghe was caught off guard and almost fell into Lin Duying's arms.Lin Duying hugged him by the waist, Yan Qinghe was annoyed, and waved his hand to break free—"I'm not a woman!"

Lin Duying smiled, and blew wetly into his ear, "If you were a woman, I still wouldn't like you."

As she spoke, she placed Yan Qinghe on the marble chessboard that was already shining, and squeezed his chin to force him to raise his head to accept her kiss.

The falling flowers outside the house are colorful, and the ground is full of fallen flowers into mud.

Yan Qinghe gasped for a few low breaths, and heard Lin Duying say in his ear: "Do you know? I actually thought about imprisoning you, and you can only stay by my side forever."

He frowned, and slashed with his palm, Lin Duying grabbed his hand, and continued: "It's a pity that I know you too well, and I can't help myself."

The cold marble passed through the thin clothes, and the chill ran up the back, while Lin Duying's hands and body were warm. This contrast made Yan Qinghe almost go crazy.

Yet strangely reassuring.

Well, he thought, just this once.Next time, he will definitely be on top!

Lin Duying curled his lips. Of course he knew that Yan Qinghe couldn't be reconciled. However, it was a pity that he met him. Whether he could make a comeback seemed... a bit difficult.

"Qinghe, the young leaves you picked a few days ago, I made bamboo leaf honey and buried them in the bamboo forest. Next spring, we will go to the Lancang River again and have a good drink."

He leaned down and hugged the man in his arms.