The warm sun of the invincible east

The weather was getting colder and colder. Yang Lian, who had fully recovered, was dressed in white, holding a flower pot in his hand, and walked through the long corridor to the courtyard of Dongfang Bubai.

A few days ago, Mrs. Qing died of illness, and the six wives were divorced again. The backyard was extremely deserted, but he took a fancy to a few flowers and plants, and went early in the morning to pry out a small evergreen flower tree.

Thinking of the dull but happy days with Dongfang Bubai these days, he unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, the apparently cold flowerpot didn't feel cold now.

He felt that this disease might be love.Looking down at the flowers and plants in the flowerpot, Yang Lian felt uneasy, how should he confess to Dongfang?

He didn't think clearly about the things in his heart. Who knew that he met Xiang Wentian on the way. During the teaching, he rarely communicated with Xiang Wentian. When the two met on the way, Yang Lian just greeted him politely .

"Director Yang," Xiang Wentian said with a smile on his face, "When the holy aunt goes out to teach, let me give the manager some words."

The corner of Yang Lian's mouth curled up slightly, "Oh?" Did Ren Yingying want to warn him?

"The holy aunt said, thank you very much, Director Yang." Xiang Wentian glanced at the material of Yang Lian's clothes, with a look of deep thought in his eyes, "The holy aunt also said, please take good care of the leader."

Yang Lian was slightly surprised. With Ren Yingying's temperament, how could she do such a thing? Even if she was dissatisfied, she would not be able to offend herself at this juncture. After all, there was no one in the entire sect who did not know Dongfang Bubai's favor for her.Ren Yingying is smart, so how could she say such things?Don't say that she really appreciates her words, it's scarier than Ren Yingying not liking Linghu Chong.

"Young lady, you are being polite. My subordinates will definitely convey the concern of the ancestor to the leader." Yang Lian's tone changed, "I'm sorry to ask you to send the message to my subordinate on behalf of the holy lady."

When Xiang Wentian heard this, his eyes changed slightly. Of course, Yang Lian's words were not really thanking him, but implying that he had a connection with the Holy Aunt?This Yang Lian has been friends with many people in the church since more than two years ago, but he has nothing to do with him. I don't know if this person really knows something. Against yourself in business.In some important matters, he didn't even have a chance to intervene.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wentian's face turned slightly cold, looking at Yang Lian, he felt murderous in his heart.He laughed, clasped his fists and said, "Director Yang, you are being polite, I just happened to meet the holy lady, so I brought this word, it's just a trivial matter."

Hearing this, Yang Lian still just smiled, but Xiang Wentian's murderous aura just now made him alert. He felt that his hand holding the flower pot was a bit cold, so he said, "I still have something to do, let's go first." step."

"No." Xiang Wentian took a look at the green pot, and really didn't think there was anything special about it. He looked at Yang Lian's back as he walked away. This person is not only treacherous, but now he is deeply trusted by Dongfang Bubai , if he kills this person now, he might cause trouble for himself.

Dongfang Bubai woke up, opened the mosquito net, and the person he always saw when he woke up in the past was not there now, he frowned slightly, that person was not good at martial arts, and it was so cold now, could it be that he was sick?

Thinking of this in his heart, he took the clothes on the rack and put them on his body. Halfway through the clothes, he saw the man walking in with a flower pot in his arms.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai had gotten up, Yang Lian hurriedly put the flowerpot aside, washed his hands in the basin on the side, dried his hands, and went forward to help Dongfang Bubai straighten his clothes.

Seeing that his hands were red from the cold, Dongfang Bubai asked with some distress, "What are you doing holding that thing in such a cold day?"

After fastening the belt, Yang Lian took the shoes and put them on for Dongfang Bubai, "It's stuffy in the room, so I put a pot of flowers and plants in the house, and you feel better when you look at it." Then, he got up and put the flower pot in his arms. Put it on the corner of the wall, and clapped my hands, "I'll put a few pots of beautiful flowers in the house when the spring comes next year."

Dongfang Bubai did not expect Yang Lian to carry this thing for himself all morning. His heart warmed up. Looking at the man's carrot-like hand, he gently held it with his hand, only to realize that it was already cold. Such as cold iron.

"You idiot," Dongfang Bubai held both of his hands, "From now on, I'll just leave this kind of thing to the boy. In such a cold day, what should I do if my hands are frozen?" The words I wanted to blame turned into concerns when they came to my lips.

Yang Lian felt that his numb hand was held by Dongfang, and it was so warm that he couldn't help laughing, "It's okay." He actually felt that he fell in love with planning for Dongfang Bubai, no matter how small or trivial, This feeling makes him very happy.

The warmth from his hand made him smile, and he had already made a decision in his heart.He also knows what he may face in the future after taking this step, but sometimes reason is really insignificant in front of emotions.Anyway, the worst outcome of this relationship is death. If the day comes for Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong to sneak into the sect, then he would rather die than bring them to Dongfang.

That being the case, what is there to be afraid of?

Yang Lian held Dongfang Bubai's hand instead, and smiled gently, "I like to do these things for you. You don't like to open the window in the morning, and some flowers and plants are in the house, so it's more comfortable to look at."

Dongfang Bubai understood Yang Lian's meaning, he looked down at the hand he was holding with Yang Lian, his voice was a little dry, "You..." He wanted to ask this person if he meant what he said, but he couldn't. He didn't think that all of this was just a delusion, he realized at this time that the self who regards the world as nothing, at this time, is just an ordinary person who is worried about gains and losses in the face of love.

Yang Lian wrapped his arms around Dongfang's waist, and leaned his head gently on Dongfang Bubai's shoulder, "I like you, Dongfang."

The heart seemed to lose its beating at this moment. Dongfang Bubai thought he would wait a long time for this sentence, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon. He slowly wrapped his arms around the man's back, "Like it?"

"Well, I like it very much." After Yang Lian said this, a certain uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated, and it became a kind of soul bondage. He smelled the faint fragrance of Dongfang's body and smiled unconsciously. How lucky is he to be by the side of such a magnificent person, and how lucky is he to have the careful but unique affection of such a proud person?

"Yang Lian likes Dongfang Bubai very much, and he will never leave him in this life."

After hearing these words, Dongfang Bubai felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt when he became the leader of the divine religion, as if a missing place was finally being filled slowly.The unbearable jealousy towards the woman in my heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Is the so-called happiness in those women's mouths such a feeling?

"Yang Lian, never leave." Dongfang Bubai let go of Yang Lian, looked him in the eyes, "You remember what I said today, if..." If this person betrays, should he be killed?Just thinking about this, Dongfang Bubai found it difficult to accept, he frowned, and did not continue.

"No." Yang Lian held Dongfang Bubai's hand, his hand had gradually warmed up due to the warmth of Dongfang Bubai, and he looked straight into Dongfang Bubai's eyes, "I think, I'm here for you to this world." From feeling sorry for the character of Dongfang Bubai, and then coming to this world, we get along with each other every day.Dongfang Bubai's words and deeds have long been unique in his eyes, until he was poisoned, and Dongfang Bubai was worried about him.After Mrs. Qing's death, Dongfang Bubai cared about him.Dongfang's getting along with him these days is the best interpretation of love in his ideal.It's not vigorous, but it's about staying together and never leaving.

Dongfang's goodness and Dongfang's love are all precious. He is lucky to have Dongfang's love, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?If you love, you will love. Pretentiousness not only profanes and profanes this feeling, but also hurts Dongfang Bubai.

As if bewitched, Yang Lian slowly approached Dongfang's lips and touched them lightly. The soft touch was like a warm current, turning his heart into a pool of spring water. Leaving the warm lips, Yang Lian Lian shifted his gaze to Dongfang Bubai's chest uncomfortably, "I..."

Dongfang Bubai caressed the corner of his lips, looked at Yang Lian's shy expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "I believe you."

There seemed to be this person's breath on her lips, she was happy but uneasy, she was happy with this person's gentle kiss, and she clearly got this person's oath.Uneasy with his own unbearable secret.

What if this person knew that he was a disabled person?

His fingertips trembled slightly, but he held Yang Lian's hand again, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and smiled gently, "I'm one year older than you, in the future when it's just you and me, I'll call you younger brother Lian." .”

Yang Lian thought of that brother Lian, his heart trembled, and he said, "There are too many words for Lian to be called like that. I don't have a name for it. Can you think of one for me?"

Dongfang Bubai intertwined fingers with Yang Lian after hearing the words, "I've never paid much attention to these things, but I don't want to call you by the same name as others." After thinking for a while, he said, "In the future, I will call you Xu Anke Okay?" The rising sun, which belongs to the east, is safe and sound, and as for the so-called bad death, with him around, it won't make it come true.

"The rising sun, the sun that belongs to the east," Yang Lian kissed the back of Dongfang Bubai's hand, and said with a smile, "It couldn't be better." After speaking, he laughed again, "I am yours, and you are mine. "

Dongfang Bubai's eyes darkened, no matter what this person will be like after knowing the secret, at least it is good to be with this person now.

What happened in the future... He looked at the man in front of him with a gentle but happy smile, and if he could hide it for a day, it would be a day.