Qing Guan: Seven Nights Lotus

When Situ Lin returned to the room, Mu Qianye had already got out of bed and was standing by the window with his back to him.

"Small water flows long, the song is over, and the lovesickness is an inch, but it is only an annoyance in the end—"

Mu Qianye hummed softly, this was a piece he often played in Qingfeng Pavilion, and the lyrics came out as soon as he played it, as if he had just thrown it in at random.

Sensing someone behind him, he stopped and turned around and asked, "Going?"

"Yeah." Situ Lin walked in front of him, "I carried people away with me."

Mu Qianye frowned and asked, "Who is the other party?"

"Don't worry, it's definitely not his enemy." He smiled.

"Is Yuhan Palace drunk?"

"Unconscious."

Mu Qianye shrugged helplessly, "If you're really drunk, you'll be miserable."

Situ Lin raised his eyebrows, "What do you say?"

Raising the corners of his mouth, he smiled mischievously, "When Yuhan Palace is drunk, everyone will be called a beauty."

Thinking of that tall and burly man, he really has nothing to do with a "beauty".Situ Lin also smiled, and stopped discussing other people's affairs, "What were you singing just now?"

Mu Qianye lowered his eyes, "I hummed casually—"

Since he returned to Situ Mountain Villa, he hasn't touched the piano yet.At the beginning, I learned the piano because of my livelihood, and then I gradually fell in love with it. When I hummed, I couldn't help but think of his piano.

Situ Lin suddenly asked: "Do you want to play a song?" After speaking, without waiting for Mu Qianye to reply, he walked into the inner room, and took Zhang Qin out after a while.

After putting it on the table, Mu Qianye saw that it was the piano that Situ Lin had given him.

"Did you get it back?" He walked over and stroked the strings, and the sound of the long-lost piano sounded, which made him think of many things.

"Stop thinking about it." Seeing his expression change slightly, Situ Lin stretched out his hand and plucked the string twice, "If you don't want to play, I'll play it for you?"

Mu Qianye looked down at the hands of the two of them on the strings.

"When we were in the bamboo forest, every time you played the piano, I—"

"Stop talking!" Mu Qianye interrupted him, and slowly withdrew his hand, shaking his head, "No need."

Situ Lin looked at him and sighed softly, "Is there anything else that makes you dissatisfied?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask such a question suddenly, Mu Qianye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "What you are doing now, I didn't even dare to think about it before."

"Can't we go back to being like in the bamboo forest?"

"Actually—" Mu Qianye smiled wryly, "I regret letting you in that day. If I had just kicked you out or yelled at you, it would have been a better choice for me."

Situ Lin didn't expect him to say this, "Could it be that you don't even want to be friends with me now?"

It's better to be friends than lovers——Thinking of this sentence, Mu Qianye finally raised his head and smiled, then lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "If you really like someone, why do you want to only be friends with him?" He turned his head and looked Looking at the man in front of him, he said word by word: "Either stay with him, or never see each other again."

Only in this way can the poison of lovesickness be suppressed.

"Then we'll be together." Situ Lin stroked his cheek, "You are my friend, you are my confidant, and you are my lover."

Mu Qianye was stunned, and sighed after looking at him for a while.

"I don't dare to take what you do for me and tell me now. Because I'm afraid——"

I didn't say any more after that, because Situ Lin hugged him suddenly.The man's embrace was extremely firm and warm, and for a moment, he had the urge to cry.

But Situ Lin didn't say anything, neither of them spoke, as if they were feeling the tenderness of this moment.

"Let's sleep here tonight." Situ Lin said suddenly, feeling that Mu Qianye's body froze, he gently opened the distance between the two of them, and stroked his hair, "I'll give you the bed, I'll Don't sleep here."

"And you?"

"I have some things to deal with." Situ Lin raised the corner of his mouth, "Go to sleep and get up early tomorrow."

Mu Qianye asked suspiciously, "What's going on tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, the lotus will bloom."

This night, Mu Qianye did not sleep well.Lying on the bed full of Situ Lin's breath, I didn't even feel sleepy at all.Thinking of what I have experienced in the past few days, my heart is getting more and more confused.

He knew it a long time ago.He used to be by Situ Lin's side, sharing this man with others, and he never wanted to do it again.

Five years have made him more and more greedy, but he has also become more and more aware of when to advance and retreat.

A person's heart is divided into countless parts, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake when it is in his hands.If you can't be him alone, you simply don't want it.

There is a saying that Situ Lin is right, he is really becoming more and more open-minded——

Curling up, Mu Qianye thought that Situ Lin would get bored with him soon, and he could go wherever he wanted by then.It's easy to get used to a person's life...

In the middle of the night, he finally fell asleep, but he couldn't sleep well. He always felt that there were people coming and going outside, but when he opened his eyes, he didn't see anything.After a few times, he didn't care anymore, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, his face was still tired.The maid brought in the washing water, and just after he finished washing, Situ Lin came in, wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but looking radiant.

"Woke up?"

Mu Qianye felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Situ Lin stepped forward to wipe his face, put down the towel and dragged him outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Come with me and you'll know." As he walked, Situ Lin asked, "Do you still remember yesterday when I told you that lotus flowers would bloom?"

Mu Qianye only thought it was his joke, but when Situ Lin dragged him outside, he was stunned.

In just one night, there were lanterns and festoons everywhere in Situ Villa, bright red silk cloth tied into red balls hung everywhere, everyone's face was beaming, they all saluted Situ Lin and Mu Qianye and said congratulations.

Congratulations?Congratulations on what?

Mu Qianye's mind went blank, his first thought was that Situ Lin was getting married?

But before he had time to think about it, Situ Lin had already pulled him to the gazebo where he usually likes to stay, but what was different from the past was that the lake was full of blue lotus flowers, surrounding the gazebo.

"This is—" Mu Qianye was too shocked to speak.

"Do you like it?" Situ Lin asked standing behind him.

Mu Qianye stared blankly at the lake, "What's going on? What's going on?" When he woke up, he seemed to be in another place. Is this a dream?

Behind him, Situ Lin put his hand lightly on his shoulder, "But these are not my handwriting, they were sent by your master."

"Master?" Mu Qianye quickly turned around and asked, "Why?"

Situ Lin smiled and said something that made him completely stupid.

"This is his gift to us."

"Congratulations?" Mu Qianye almost called out.

But Situ Lin suppressed his smile, clasped Mu Qianye's shoulders, looked at him seriously and said, "Today is the day we get married."

Mu Qianye was completely stunned, and even felt that he heard it wrong.

"what are you saying?!"

"We got married today."

He shook his head straight, but his heart started to ache for some reason.

"Do not--"

"I love you."

He still shook his head, "What are you talking about?! Situ Lin, what are you talking about?!"

"I want to marry you in." Situ Lin took his hand, "Just today."

If this is a joke, he will definitely go crazy. Does this man know what he is doing?

"The wedding invitations have been sent out, and everyone will come to congratulate them in a few hours. At that time, everyone in the world will know that you, Mu Qianye, are the "wife of the owner" of our Situ Villa!"

Everyone in the world will know that Situ Lin is going to marry a man.And it's the official marriage of the Ming media, the main room that was welcomed in from the gate of Situ Villa?

Mu Qianye didn't know how to react at this time. He never thought that he would get married one day, let alone with Situ Lin. In the end, his expression was a little bit dumbfounded, and he just said, "You will become the best of the world." laughing stock--"

"I don't care." Situ Lin said with a smile, "Others can say whatever they want, I just do what I want."

There was a hint of confusion in Mu Qianye's eyes, "Even if I don't love you anymore?" Or rather, I don't love him as much as before——

After frowning slightly, Situ Lin shook his head, "It doesn't matter. We have plenty of time, as long as we can keep you by my side, it will be fine for another five years to make you fall in love with me again."

This is a tempting proposal, and it is already too rare for Situ Lin.Mu Qianye lowered his head, feeling a little giddy. He wasn't sure if this feeling was happiness, but he knew he was very touched.It is enough for a man to be willing to do this step for him!

Taking a deep breath, he raised his head to look at Situ Lin, and found that there was a trace of nervousness on the face of the usually calm man.

Finally, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked him, "What if I don't want to?"

"You can't do it if you don't want to." Situ Lin grinned and smiled, "Feng Kou Xiapi has already been delivered. If you don't want to, I will treat you like a bandit and marry you in first. The owner's wife will let you in first." You are the "Mrs. Yazhai"!"

This is simply robbery, but it is the style of this man.Don't overturn your head and hold back your laughter, Mu Qianye thought, five years gave him enough courage to bear more.Just like what Situ Lin said, they still have another five years, five more years - so what if they try again?

That night, the entire Situ Mountain Villa was brightly lit, and the fireworks illuminated the entire night sky.

On the surface of the lake full of lotus flowers, an oiled paper umbrella painted with lotus flowers slowly floated over, breaking the reflection of the moon on the lake surface, gradually blurring the night of the pool——

Ancient first experience

Feng Yexin

It feels like I wrote a very poetic story. Is this my first ancient text?

In short, the first book of ancient stories has finally been completed. This is a theme I have always wanted to try, and it was not realized until it was arranged on the schedule.Although it was "a close call" until the final delivery, I was relieved to be able to complete it smoothly.

My feeling of writing ancient prose is completely different from modern prose. When I write, the image of the young man in blue shirt will always appear in my mind, and I will slowly look back and smile, feeling very ethereal... But in fact, the ancient prose that I first planned to write It's a story of "The King of the Mountain and the Bandits"...

The story of a group of men full of muscles and sweat is very enjoyable to imagine.Just looking at the manuscript... the difference between a bandit and Mr. Pianpian seems to be a little bigger.

This year, because of the book fair, all the articles in the series were published at once. I feel as if I have been "hollowed out". I am really happy and conflicted.The first half of the year is about to pass, and I always say to myself, "I can't do it if I don't work hard." But I am the type of cramming.

But the saying "plans can't keep up with changes" is really true.A lot of things happened in the first half of the year. Whether it is happy or sad, it is always something that needs to be experienced in life. After calming down, there is always a feeling of "things have changed". Since last year, the sentence I often say is " People are different"——in a few years, what else can I think of?

I once said in one of my novels - when a person starts to recall the past, it means that you are old.

But whether you are really old or not depends on a person's mentality.

I have always been a rotten house, and I plan to take a trip this year. I want to go to a farther place. Even if I only leave a photo, I can take it out for memory in the future.

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