Qing Guan: Seven Nights Lotus

As night falls, the lights come on.Tonight, the well-known Situ Mountain Villa is brightly lit, the sound of laughter and music permeates the entire villa, and lights and festoons are decorated everywhere, creating a splendid scene.

At the end of autumn, a gust of cool wind blows, the wind blows the fallen leaves, and the rustling sound echoes in the yard, separating the loneliness of this side yard from the hustle and bustle outside more clearly.

In the deserted room, a thin young man was leaning against the window, wearing a thin dark green gown, barefoot, quietly looking at the lights outside the wall, listening to the hustle and bustle on the other side.

That side is full of feasting and feasting lights, and this side is deserted and withered. Although it is only separated by a few walls, it seems like a different world.

"Don't look, the master won't think of us." I don't know how long it took, a handsome man walked behind the boy and said to him sarcastically.

The boy didn't look back, nor did he respond.

Seeing that he ignored him, the man snorted coldly, then turned his head and left.

After a while, the boy seemed to come back to his senses and blinked lightly.Yeah—he was, never to think of him again, because he never thought of anything he had lost interest in.

Once, a person who lived with him in this courtyard said to him: It is better to be friends with him than to be lovers.

Although that man was a man, he was the most handsome man he had ever seen, but he was also abandoned in this courtyard.And one day, die alone.

Perhaps, his fate will be the same.He's filling up soon and has been living here for almost three years.But how many three years does he have left to wait?He lost interest in him three years ago, and since then, it's as if he doesn't exist.Today, three years later, how can I think of him again?

Hope is ground into hopelessness little by little, and finally into despair.Maybe, he was wrong from the beginning——

With a sound of "bang", the colorful fireworks outside the wall instantly rose into the sky, dyeing the night a fiery red, and then turned emerald green again immediately.

The young man looked up, and the colorful colors were reflected in the depths of his pupils, but they couldn't arouse any anger, they were still ashen.

That person, ruthless, ruthless, will not change for him after all...

Two years later.

Weicheng is located in an important traffic road, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and has a pleasant climate, making it a place where major businesses gather since ancient times.There are various shops and restaurants in the city, and the voices of hawking and attracting customers come and go, making the city full of vitality.

At the entrance of a restaurant at the corner of the street, a man in black with a serious expression looked up at the restaurant's plaque, then stepped inside, ignored the waiter's call and went up to the second floor.Once upstairs, he stood at the foot of the stairs and quickly glanced around, his eyes locked on the man sitting by the window seat.

The man was tall, dressed in simple attire, handsome, with heroic brows.There is a pot of tea and a few dishes of side dishes on the table in front of him, it seems that he has been drinking himself for a long time.

The expression of the man in black changed slightly, he walked towards the man, and nodded respectfully after standing still.

"The owner!"

"Yeah." Situ Lin stretched out his hand to pick up the teapot and slowly filled the cup in front of him, "How is it going?"

"I have sent someone to confirm. If there is no accident, there will be news in a few days." Wei Ying replied in a low voice.

Having always trusted his efficiency, Situ Lin nodded and stopped asking. After taking a sip of tea, he casually turned his head and looked downstairs.

Situ Lin is the sixth owner of the largest Situ Villa in the world today, and also the youngest one in his history.In his early thirties, he has strong martial arts skills and extraordinary courage. His status in the world has surpassed that of the previous heads of the Situ family.Of course, the word "fairy" that is often associated with chivalrous talents is also indispensable.

Just as Situ Lin was looking at the bustling crowd on the street boredly, a young man in Tsing Yi walked into his line of sight and attracted his attention almost instantly.

In the vast crowd, he noticed that person at a glance, even he himself found it a little inconceivable.

"What else do you want from the owner?" After waiting for a while without getting an answer, Wei Ying looked up at Situ Lin, "The owner?"

"That person—" Situ Lin looked at the young man downstairs and began to scrutinize him.

Very young, slightly taller than ordinary men, with brisk steps and a comfortable feeling.I don't know what it is for, and what kind of kung fu is it?

Apart from his body shape, the appearance of the young man can also be said to be excellent.Although his facial features were exquisite, he was not feminine. He was handsome and elegant in a blue and yellow shirt.No wonder he saw him at a glance.Among the crowd, young people are extremely conspicuous.

But when Situ Lin realized that he was observing a man so carefully, it was already after a little half a stick of incense.

The young man downstairs spent a long time picking and choosing in front of a barbarian peddler's stall, and finally bought a dagger, which was very small and not something ordinary men would use.

Situ Lin wondered if it might be a gift for a woman, but he thought it shouldn't be——Seeing the young man raise his knife and look at the sun, with a frank smile showing his teeth slightly, there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes , and inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth.

Wei Ying, who was beside him, followed his line of sight to look downstairs, knowing it clearly, and asked, "May I go down and inquire?"

Situ Lin shook his head and said, "No need. You go back first." After speaking, he took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket and put it on the table, picked up the fan at hand and stood up, "I'll go shopping."

It's no secret that Situ Lin is very masculine.The emperor had three thousand beauties in his harem. Although the "harem" in Situ Villa did not have 3000 people, since Situ Lin was 15 years old, beauties of all kinds have changed batch after batch.

For him: life is alive, and the world is romantic, why not?

He likes men and is liked by men.Of those teenagers who could be described as beautiful, none of them came to his side voluntarily, but when they left, few of them did so voluntarily.Some are for money, some are for love, with different purposes, but the results are quite different.It was only gradually that everyone understood that what Situ Lin wanted and what they wanted to give were not the same thing.

After leaving the restaurant, Situ Lin easily found the young man in the crowd, who just happened to have finished shopping and was about to leave.He didn't step forward abruptly, he always liked to take things step by step, after all, he was just someone he met on the street.

Following behind the young man, Situ Lin kept a close distance from him, neither letting him notice nor losing him.

And the young man didn't go shopping any more. After crossing the long street and turning two corners, the number of people around him gradually decreased.Situ Lin followed all the way, and not long after, a large bamboo forest suddenly appeared in front of him, green and verdant, with cool breeze blowing.A winding path leads to the depths of the bamboo forest, but it is a quiet place.

After looking around, Situ Lin walked into the bamboo forest along the path, and the bamboo leaves rustled as the breeze blew.Not long after he settled, a sound of piano came from the front.

The sound of the piano is beautiful and the tune is melodious.He subconsciously felt that the person playing the piano must be the young man just now.

It seems that he is still a refined person.

He continued to follow the sound of the piano, and after a while, a small thatched hut appeared not far in front of him. Although the appearance was simple, in this bamboo forest, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, it had a somewhat elegant taste.

Situ Lin looked around, and walked into the thatched cottage following the sound source while the piano sound was still playing.

The thatched cottage had no door, and was only blocked by a bamboo curtain. The moment he opened the curtain with a fan, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The room was small, and there was nothing inside, except for a wooden carved lounge chair and a low table, and only the piano in the center.It's just that although there are few things, they are all exquisite, and they have a special flavor when put together, giving people a sense of tranquility and refinement.

At this time, the young man was sitting on the bamboo mat on the ground, his hands still resting on the strings, as if a stranger who appeared suddenly made him stunned.

On the contrary, Situ Lin didn't look embarrassed at all. He took a step forward and walked into the room, nodding at the young man.

"Sorry to bother you."

As if he had come to his senses, the young man frowned slightly, he didn't look angry, and smiled at Situ Lin, and said in a pleasant voice: "No one comes here usually, it's a bit uncomfortable for your sudden visit today. Habit."

"I'm following the sound of the piano. I hope you will forgive me for being presumptuous." Situ Lin clasped his fists and saluted.

"It's okay." After thinking for a while, the young man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Since you're here, let's sit down and chat."

Situ Lin's purpose was exactly that. He gracefully sat on the mat and faced the young man, with a piano between them.

As if he didn't expect him to sit there, the young man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and asked: "Since your Excellency came following the sound of my piano, why don't I finish playing the song just now?"

Situ Lin nodded, "It couldn't be better." Although his purpose was not to play the piano, but when he heard the song the young man played just now, he thought it would be good to finish it.

The young man put his hands on the strings, and continued playing from where he had just stopped.

Situ Lin looked down at his slender fingers stroking back and forth on the strings, and the breeze accompanied by the sound of bamboo leaves blew the youth's jet-black hair, making it appear dusty and moving.

The song is good, and the people are also good!It's just that Situ Lin wouldn't say such frivolous words, at least not for the time being.

The young man played a piece that Situ Lin had never heard before, the artistic conception was very beautiful, no wonder he wanted to come to this bamboo forest, a good song matched with a good scene, even if it is for self-entertainment, it has a special flavor.

After hearing it, Situ Lin couldn't help being fascinated, until the end of the song, he clapped his hands a few times, with undisguised praise on his face, but said something that was a little bit out of place.

"Young master is truly a talent—"

The young man didn't show any special expression. He put his hands on the piano until the strings stopped vibrating, then raised his head and smiled at Situ Lin.

"Congratulations. You are too--extraordinary."

Situ Lin raised the corners of his mouth, and the two looked at each other for a moment, neither of them felt embarrassed.On the contrary, Situ Lin became more and more interested in the young man in front of him. Although they didn't hit it off right away, the young man's graceful and sassy gestures made him feel more and more fond of him.

"May I ask what your name is, sir?"

After a moment of silence, the young man opened his mouth and said, "Mu Qianye. Admired Mu, thousands of thousands, the night of the night—"

Situ Lin raised the corner of his mouth and praised, "Good name."

Mu Qianye lowered his head slightly, unable to tell if he was happy or unhappy.

"My surname is Situ again, and my single name is a harsh word."

"Situ—Rin." Mu Qianye repeated slowly and softly.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Situ Lin felt that when his name came out of his mouth, there was a special smell.

"It's also a good name." Mu Qianye said with a smile.

It's normal for two people to be so polite when they meet for the first time, but there seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere.Situ Lin had ulterior motives at first, so he didn't feel strange. He only knew that Mu Qianye was similar to what he imagined, but a little different.

His eyes fell on the piano between the two of them, he stretched out his hand to stroke the strings slowly, and finally played it.

"It's Zhang Haoqin."

"It's indeed from the hands of a famous teacher." Mu Qianye nodded, and stretched out his hand to caress the strings, and said with some melancholy: "It's just in my hands, it's a waste."

"Where do you start with this?" Situ Lin asked curiously, "Young Master Mu's piano skills are superb, and he's definitely one of the best among the people I've ever heard of."

This time Mu Qianye knew that he was really complimenting him, and smiled at him, even the strangeness at first meeting disappeared.

The two chatted for another half an hour. Situ Lin gave full play to his eloquent skills, and he and Mu Qianye were already called brothers.

"Since Brother Mu likes pianos, I happen to have a guqin with me. Although it's not a peerless treasure, it's still rare. How about bringing it here for you to see?"

Mu Qianye raised his eyebrows, showing an interested expression, "Since it's a rare item, it might be inconvenient to take it out casually, right?"

Situ Lin smiled and said, "It's okay, instead of just watching it, let someone who knows how to appreciate it play it."

After thinking about it, Mu Qianye nodded, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"Then when?" Situ Lin asked eagerly, "How about the day after tomorrow?"

Today is too late, tomorrow is too urgent, the day after tomorrow is just a good day.he thought to himself.

Seeing Mu Qianye hesitated slightly, he asked again: "No?"

"It's not—" Finally, after sighing inwardly, Mu Qianye said, "Then the day after tomorrow, it's still this time."

"Then it's settled."

After the goal was achieved, it was getting late, Situ Lin stood up, and Mu Qianye also stood up.

Before leaving, Situ Lin turned around at the door and looked at Mu Qianye, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Brother Mu, don't forget the future appointment." His tone seemed to reveal something on purpose.

Mu Qianye blinked, raised the corners of his mouth and nodded, but said nothing.

When Situ Lin left, he stood at the door and looked at the figure fading away in the bamboo forest. For a moment, he was filled with emotion.He even felt pain in his heart, not a bone-piercing pain, but it tortured him almost to the point of crying.

However, he is no longer the one who can only cry——

what is this?What the hell?

Qingfeng Pavilion sounds like a book garden or a tea house, but it is actually the largest male prostitution hall in Weicheng, and a famous gold selling cave.

Although there are not many young men in the pavilion, all of them have outstanding demeanor. Among them, "Mr. Lian" is famous far and wide. Not only is he good-looking, he also has outstanding temperament and outstanding piano skills. All kinds of descriptions are impressive. Very curious.

No matter if they are from Weicheng or passing through Weicheng, as long as they have a little interest in masculinity, they will come to Qingfeng Pavilion to meet Young Master Lian, and even be a guest of honor.Among them there are many famous figures in the rivers and lakes. Originally, they just explored them out of curiosity.

But the top card has the worth of the top card. Mr. Lian does not easily meet customers, let alone receive customers. As long as he is unwilling, no matter how much money he pays, it will be in vain.But there is only one person who has never been rejected.

At night, Qingfeng Pavilion opens its doors to welcome guests as usual, but it is not as noisy and frolicking as ordinary Firework Lane.

Walking into the vermilion gate, the square pool in the center of the courtyard is full of lotus flowers, surrounded by three-storey buildings, and light blue gauze is hung on each pillar, which slowly rises with the soft wind. rise.The seven-color glazed lamps on the corridor wall are luxurious but not gaudy.

But there is a vague smell of powder in the air, and the sight of men flirting and kissing with beautiful young men in their arms from time to time, still shows that Qingfengyan is just a place of fireworks.

No matter how elegant it is, it is also a place for flesh and blood business.

There was a rush of footsteps from far to near, and the cyan figure avoided everyone's sight and hurried through the corridor to the third floor, and came to the door of the most remote room and opened the door——

"You're back!"

Mu Qianye closed the door panting, and looked at the people standing in the room, dressed in neither masculine nor feminine attire, wearing some bright makeup, at first glance it looked like a woman's appearance, and no matter what, she felt that she was deliberately pretending to be ugly, When he opened his mouth, it was a man's voice, and from his body shape, he was a strong man.

Mu Qianye is still not used to his appearance after several years.

Rolling his eyes, he walked into the room and sat down on the chair, turned around and lay on his side, raising his legs on the armrests in a very inconspicuous manner.

"Didn't I hurry back?" He was still out of breath after running.

"I came back very late today!" Song Tingyi shouted, his voice low.

Song Tingyi is the owner of Qingfeng Pavilion, also known as the "mother" in the mouth of the young men. He is in his 30s and single. No one knows where he came from, and no one knows what he used to do, and almost no one even has a name. Know.Because now he is just the boss of a brothel, greedy for money, and a philistine.

"Usually you'd be back at this time, what's the matter today? Don't say you've practiced the piano until now, you don't have that patience!"

Knowing that he couldn't hide anything from him, Mu Qianye hesitated for a moment, but still said it out.

"I saw 'him' today."

"Who?"

Mu Qianye gritted his teeth, "Bastard bastard!"

"Oh." Song Tingyi nodded, turned around and walked to the closet and began to pick out clothes for Mu Qianye.

"Why do you react like this?" Mu Qianye turned his head and stared at him and asked.

"Otherwise?" The man asked back, picked up a dark green silk robe, turned around and compared him, "Didn't you leave him a long time ago?"

Having said that - Mu Qianye frowned, only he knew how hard he tried to hide his true emotions today.It had been two years since he left, but he still recognized the man at first sight.However, that man has completely forgotten about him. It was obviously expected, but he still couldn't let it go.

"Are you tempted again?" Song Tingyi asked again without raising his head, "Or did you say you didn't forget him from the beginning to the end?"

Mu Qianye was discouraged, and shook his head, "I haven't forgotten him, but—"

Hearing what he said, Song Tingyi smiled instead.He took the clothes and walked up to Mu Qianye, and said, "I just like you. You always tell the truth and don't pretend. If you don't forget, you don't forget. If you can deceive others, you can't deceive yourself."

You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive yourself.This sentence, Mu Qianye felt that it was not appropriate to describe himself.The moment he saw Situ Lin today, he felt that he had been lying to himself.

That man appeared so suddenly, just like when he saw him for the first time many years ago, he seemed like a god-man descended from the sky, and he couldn't forget it no matter what.Perhaps thanks to the experience of dealing with men in Qingfeng Pavilion in the past two years, he did not reveal his inner emotions, polite attitude, and indifferent expression. After the song, they were just passers-by.

But, why did you promise him to see you the day after tomorrow?

Looking at Mu Qianye's tangled expression, Song Tingyi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it any more, just take one step at a time. Now that something happened, let it take its course."

It seems that it can only be so.Mu Qianye nodded.

"Change your clothes! There are still a lot of people waiting to spend a lot of money to listen to you play the piano and drink with you tonight!" Song Tingyi put the robe on Mu Qianye's shoulders, looked down at him and said with a smile: "Get ready early , it will be over soon—”

The day you leave, you can come sooner.The man said these words in his heart.

After Song Tingyi went out, Mu Qianye tore off his robe, looked at the thin material, and changed into it resignedly.But this is good enough for him, at least he doesn't need to paint.

Before he was 20 years old, Mu Qianye could still endure other people's smearing on his face, trying to force him into a seductive look that was neither masculine nor feminine, but men still liked him.

But after twenty, he never wanted to put on that coquettish makeup again—not to mention that he was fully developed, his facial features gradually three-dimensional, and his skeleton was no longer slender. Although he was no longer petite and cute, he still had a heroic appearance amorous feelings.It is indeed not suitable to paint and paint.

Putting on dark green silk and satin, Mu Qianye walked to the vanity mirror, sat down and looked at the person in the mirror. For a total of five years, this face seemed to have changed.Not ugly, but aging little by little.

He knew that it was too early to think about this at his current age, but time flies, and with his current appearance, it will be a matter of time before he gets old and faded. How long can he stay here, and how long can he interest men?How long will it take to forget him——

With a long sigh, he picked up the pen at hand, soaked it in water, the tip of the pen was stained with cinnabar red, and slowly traced down his neck in front of the mirror. After a few strokes, the general shape came out——

The red lotus is said to only bloom for seven nights.Seven nights, spent all your youth, but once in the world, it can be remembered by everyone, and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Mu Qianye also wanted him to remember himself, even if he couldn't be by his side for the rest of his life, he still wanted to be in his heart for the rest of his life.

He didn't know if it was a kind of revenge, or a kind of temptation. He used to be young and ignorant, but now he is no longer the boy who can only watch from afar.

He hated him before, but only because of the superficial reason of "not getting his love". Now, he can't tell whether he hates him more or hates himself more——

He just wanted to give himself another chance.After all, he made the choice without authorization.