set of flowers

Hua Qianshu has been wandering among women since he was a child. He likes sweet and fragrant girls, but when he was young, he never crossed the border, and his love for them stopped at the level of friendship.He once thought that he would find someone who was unique to him among those girls, just like his mother is to his father, until that day...

It's impossible for him to be drunk, but he just drank a few cups, so why couldn't he resist her temptation and do something he shouldn't?Does he like her?Hua Qianshu didn't think so, even after that night, he felt disgusted with her from psychological to physical.

What did she do wrong again?If he hadn't responded, nothing would have happened that night.

She is the servant girl of Huafu, Hua Qianshu can't see her without feeling disgusted, but if she is driven away, where can she go when she is helpless?

Hua Qianshu chose to let himself go. He only took the bank notes and silver, and left home to wander around. At first, he always thought of her and couldn't help self-hatred, but after constantly trying to lose this memory , Slowly, he can no longer think about it.He traveled around freely, but he would still avoid the option of returning to Beijing.

His memory has always been good, but it turned out that it can be so bad.

He kissed Zhuge Xingyun.

Secretly, while Zhuge Xingyun was asleep, he gently pressed his lips against Zhuge Xingyun's lips, and then immediately backed away like an electric shock, and did not dare to approach quietly again until he confirmed that Zhuge Xingyun was not awake.

He was young at that time, never thought that men would like men, and only classified the heartbeat and impulse as dirty desires.

He thought, Zhuge Xingyun is a friend, and he can do the same with friends, he is just like the woman said, he never refuses anyone who comes - it is rare to think of her again, fortunately, he has forgotten her appearance.

Zhuge Yaya scolded him, saying that he was not worthy of being friends with Zhuge Xingyun, he thought, it was true.

—He has no friends.

So after fulfilling his promise to Zhuge Xingyun, he left Yuxiang, which carried a year of beautiful memories, and continued his life wandering in the world like a ghost.

Zhuge Xingyun has obtained fame in the examination, has he become an official?What kind of official?Where will you work?Would she marry Xiaocui...would she miss him?

He is not someone worth remembering, and he didn't even leave good memories for Zhuge Xingyun in the last scene.

That was the first time he saw Zhuge Xingyun angry.He didn't dare to go back to Zhuge's house that night, he was ready to apologize at noon the next day, and what he got was the news that Zhuge Xingyun had left.

He thought he should apologize in person, but what about after the apology?Can they still be friends?This friendship has long deteriorated due to his dirty nature. Does he still want to tarnish Zhuge Xingyun's flawless life?

He accepted the option given by Zhuge Yaya, but never seeing each other was more tormenting than he thought.

When longing grows exponentially, loneliness follows you like a shadow.

He was homesick, and he turned out to be more home-loving than he imagined.

He went home, and the other courtyard was still the same as when he left. He thought his father and brother would scold him severely, but his father and brother didn't blame him. They still didn't know anything, but they seemed to understand that he left He was in a normal mood and couldn't bear to blame him; he thought that the little brother he hadn't seen for two years would forget him completely, but the little guy was crying and holding him tightly, which made him almost cry too.

That woman is no longer in Huafu, Hua Qianshu is not curious about where she has gone.

He asked his elder brother about Zhuge Xingyun's recent situation, and Hua Qianmo told him that Zhuge Xingyun had become the director of Dali Temple. This shocking result made Hua Qianshu feel that he should not disturb Zhuge Xingyun's new life.He said to himself that he didn't want to see Zhuge Xingyun again, but when he was walking on the streets of the capital, he still couldn't help but hope to be discovered and someone to call his name.

No chance encounters.

He is so strange, he obviously deliberately went out before the official yamen retreat, avoiding the time when Zhuge Xingyun might appear on the street, but still thinking of encountering him by chance.

He hated his own worries and hated the fruitless yearning, so after a few nights of tossing and turning, he left Beijing again on the grounds of doing business.

Before leaving, he put the folding fan Zhuge Xingyun made for him into a wooden box and hid it in a drawer.After leaving Beijing, I couldn't help drawing that style again, and asked someone to do it.

His memory is good, but it can also be bad, but it takes a lot more time to bury that memory than he thought.It took him many years to forget his face, forget his name...but after nearly ten years, when Zhuge Xingyun stood in front of him and introduced himself, he still recognized him.

Hua Qianshu lost his composure, so he left in a hurry, choosing to avoid seeing him.But when Hua Qianyu told him that Zhuge Xingyun wanted to see him, he was genuinely happy, and also... afraid.He was terrified for no reason, so he used the ground as an excuse to delay the goodbye for himself.

The past was too long, he forgot, so he faced it calmly.

He didn't forget, he just didn't think about it, so he thought he was calm, but he always acted contrary to reason.

……

"What's in the box?" Hua Qianyu asked as she stepped across the threshold.

"It's nothing...just an antique," Hua Qianshu pushed the wooden box aside, "What's the matter?"

Hua Qianyu sat on the drum stool beside him, and put the letter in his hand on the table: "Now the letter cannot be sent to the palace, can you please Brother Shu help me?"

Hua Qianshu was surprised: "Am I your brother?" He had raised such doubts many times.

Hua Qianyu replied ruthlessly: "I still have my brother, but only one lover."

Hearing this, Hua Qianshu sighed, and asked in a serious manner, "Are you really willing to let your second brother die?"

"Huh? Sending a letter can kill you?"

"What's the difference between letting me sneak into the palace to deliver a letter and sending me to my death? I'm not fast enough to escape the imperial guards." Of course, this was just a joke, Hua Qianshu thought that his younger brother was not stupid enough to send a letter. He was the night assassin.

Hua Qianshu pretended to be a fool, and Hua Qianyu treated him as a fool, and explained in a good voice: "I didn't ask you to fly over the walls to deliver the letter yourself, but I just hope you will hand over the letter to Zhuge Xingyun, and entrust him to deliver it in the morning."

"Is this different from asking me to die?" Asking Zhuge Xingyun to hand over the letter, he really didn't expect it.

"You really don't like him?"

Hua Qianshu stood up, condescending, and replied: "I don't like it."

"Then why do you keep this fan?" Hua Qianyu looked at the wooden box on the table.

"you--"

Hua Qianyu said innocently: "Don't blame me, I found it when I 'condolenced' you. Later, I saw that you still had a similar one in your hand. I didn't care at first. It was written by Zhuge Xingyun, and after a little deduction, we know that the one hidden in the fan box that you have never seen before is the original."

"This is the first time I've taken it out of its hiding place in many years." Hua Qianshu left the table and turned his back slowly, "I just suddenly remembered that there is such a thing."

"Forget it," Hua Qianshu had his own way, and Hua Qianyu didn't forcefully interfere, "Trust me, take it, I have made an appointment with Mingxi, and Mingxi will ask someone to go to Huamanlou to get the letter every few days , and it will be the same in the future, Brother Laoshu helped me distinguish the letter to Mingxi from the letter from home, and then forwarded the letter to Mingxi. Brother Laoshu stamped the seal of Huafu on the letter written by Mingxi to me, and forwarded it For me." Hua Qianyu picked up the letter on the table and handed it to Hua Qianshu.

Hua Qianshu took it and asked, "Why don't you send it now, or tomorrow? He won't see you off?"

Hua Qianyu shook his head: "I have made an appointment with him, no farewell."

"What about after I leave Beijing?" Hua Qianshu asked again.

"Trust someone you trust to deal with it."

"So trust my eyes?"

Hua Qianyu nodded, and said again: "If there is really no suitable candidate, I can only ask Brother Mo."

"Okay." Hua Qianshu put away the letter.

Hua Qianyu was about to turn around and leave the room, to give Hua Qianshu back the space to meditate alone, but when he thought of something, he stopped and said, "If I hadn't stopped him, Brother Mo would have rushed out to arrest Zhuge Xingyun. Lesson learned..."

Hua Qianyu whispered, "What am I talking about?", and then said to Hua Qianshu: "Actually, no matter what happens, he is always the best person for you to discuss things. No matter what, he will always stand by your side." Side—me too."

Hua Qianshu raised the corner of her mouth and replied "Yes".

Hua Qianshu knew that Hua Qianmo didn't care whether his younger brother broke his sleeves or not. In the past, Hua Qianmo knew he was lying when he made such a statement, but now he pretended not to care because he was only concerned about his mood.

He has a good brother.

This family can always heal him.

Hua Qianshu looked at Hua Qianyu's back, and said slowly: "Maybe I used to like it."

Hua Qianyu paused and listened quietly to his confession.

"But..." It was difficult for him to describe his complex state of mind accurately, "It's already in the past." That's all he could say.

……

Not long after leaving Huaqianshu Bieyuan, Hua Qianyu followed the servants to the living room and met An Mingjing who was waiting at the guest seat.

Waving his hands to ask people to leave, Hua Qianyu sat diagonally across from An Mingjing, and heard An Mingjing say: "Life in the frontier is not all about wars."

"Is there anything else I don't know?"

"Bitterness is the kind of suffering that you can't experience even if you are hunted and killed outside the capital. I think you already know something about it, but what you hear from others is not the same as what you feel..."

"Ha," Hua Qianyu chuckled, "Does the prince know what real suffering is?"

"what?"

"No matter how hard I try, I can't change the fate of living at the bottom."

An Mingjing joked: "Bottom? Is it wrong to seal you as an idle general?"

Hua Qianyu had no choice but to explain: "Even if Yu suffered great grievances outside the Great Wall, I can understand that this is only a small part of my bad experience in my long life. Compared with those Li people who have suffered from poverty for generations, What's the point of being unsatisfactory for a while?"

An Mingjing was silent for a while, and put down the teacup he had been holding. He looked at Hua Qianyu and praised: "You are transparent."

"Dad said so."

An Mingjing withdrew the admiration he had just shown, and said, "Ask yourself, you really don't want to inherit your uncle's position?"

"Phase... Isn't Brother Mo more suitable?"

Hua Qianyu always wants to shine brightly, he wants to be seen by more people, like to be remembered by more people, but at the same time, he is worried that being too eye-catching will take away Hua Qianmo's brilliance - obviously he is no better than Mo Brother Mo is better, but he has received more attention because of his young age... Occasionally he would think, would Brother Mo wish he had never been born?Is Brother Mo's cold temper of not fighting or grabbing related to him?

The existence of Hua Qianmo was one of the reasons why he wanted to join the army.Hua Qianmo followed literature, and he followed martial arts. If he develops in the opposite direction to Hua Qianmo, then he doesn't have to be careful about snatching what should belong to Hua Qianmo, right?

An Mingjing said, "Appropriate? Go ask Cousin Qianmo what he thinks, maybe what you think is appropriate is nothing more than speculation."

Hua Qianyu shook his head: "I'm going north tomorrow morning, and I'll talk about it when I get back." Although his elder brother has a very good temper, if there is a chance that causes them to have conflicts, this point will be resolved in a short period of time. The contradiction cannot be resolved, so he has to worry about it for a long time?

"You take the word 'return' lightly."

"Otherwise, are you afraid that I will never come back?"

"It's time," An Mingjing sighed, "it's been a few years."

"But I will return with the banner of victory."