The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

The room was so quiet that the sound of snow falling could be heard.

The door was opened, and the snow-white cold wind that kept pouring in almost swallowed Shen Qingchuan's breath. He was still wrapped in a thick bathrobe, his fingers were so cold that they were stiff, and he couldn't feel any warmth. Filled with ice water.

He lowered his head, the light cast a faint warm light on the pitch-black crow-feather-like hair, and the shadows cast by the broken hair obscured the expression on his face, but one could see along the white jade-like chin, upwards, The floating palm prints and the tiny silky bloodstains on the skin scratched by the nails still revealed clues in the obscure shadows.

The distance between the two was no more than an arm's length.

But across the two, there seems to be a fateful spark that cannot be extinguished even by the ice and snow in the twelfth lunar month.

Guan Boya stepped forward, took a step closer, raised his hand, and wanted to see the wound on Shen Qingchuan's face, but Shen Qingchuan took a step back, turned sideways slightly, and avoided it.

Immediately, Guan Boya's hand hovered for a moment, the warmth on the brow dissipated into snow, the chill was bitter and there was no temperature.

"Did you... do it on purpose."

Shen Qingchuan didn't directly call Guan Boya's name, his throat was tight, his voice sounded a bit astringent, as if he had been silent for a long time, before he asked this sentence with difficulty.

Shen Qingchuan raised his head and looked directly at Guan Boya. His eyes were clear, like snow shining through the mountains and waters, the sky and the earth were instantly colorless, and like a star falling into the night sky, it lit up a short tail of light.

Eighty percent of the factors that turned things into this way were deliberately led by Guan Boya.

The door was not closed, the two embraced each other, Shen Qingchuan turned his back to the door, but Guan Boya could see the prospect of the door at a glance

Guan Boya should have seen Shen Zhenfei's existence, and Shen Qingchuan also vaguely sensed a strong gaze from his back at that moment, but at that moment, Guan Boya kissed him forcefully and intentionally.

"Do you care? Mr. Xiao Shen."

Guan Boya wanted to touch Shen Qingchuan's face, but Qingjun blushed from the side, as if someone crushed a red plum and sprinkled the thin red flower juice on the snowdrift, Shen Qingchuan brushed it away with one hand.

Guan Boya's expression moved slightly, he lowered his eyes and half closed his eyes, suppressing the dark turmoil in his eyes, standing on the spot, like a jade man cast by wind and snow, with long silk black hair hanging behind him, suppressing the frightening cold aura all over his body, With a peaceful and magnanimous demeanor who is willing to be scolded, it seems that Shen Qingchuan is a child who doesn't know how to control his emotions, and everything is under his control.

Shen Qingchuan walked to the clothes hanger by the door, wrapped himself in a thick coat, put on his shoes, and went out the door, saying that he went out to chase Shen Zhenfei, worried that she was a girl running around outside, for fear that something would happen to her.

More importantly, he didn't want to be in the same room with Guan Boya at this time.

As the sky darkened, Shen Qingchuan carried a paper lantern. The candlelight passed through the light yellow lantern paper and gathered in the snow to form a not-so-bright light. The snow was covered with white, and the dim candlelight flickered.

Another layer of snow fell in the evening, and Shen Qingchuan stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and his footprints formed a small snow pit. He shouted while walking, searched around, and finally went to Shen Xinsu's cabin.

There are only a few cold stars, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

Shen Qingchuan lifted up the felt curtain to block the cold wind, and saw Shen Xinsu wrapped in a thick winter coat sitting on a chair made of rose vines, frowning, as if he had encountered some difficulty.

"Where's Zhenfei?" Shen Qingchuan asked.

"Crying in the room." Seeing Shen Qingchuan coming, Shen Xinsu hurriedly got up, pointed to the innermost room in the back room, and said, "She kept dropping golden beans when she came back from outside, and even cried and said Go back, no matter how much I persuade you, I can’t persuade you.”

"Did she say anything?" Shen Qingchuan asked.

"No." Shen Xinsu shook her head in answer, and then said, "I asked her if she was wronged outside, or if someone bullied her. She just kept sobbing and crying without saying a word. The luggage has been received inside."

"Third brother, go and persuade her. She has always listened to you the most. Miss Zhuang and I have persuaded her, but she can't listen to a word. She is determined to go back to Shen's house immediately."

Shen Xinsu has a headache, she has nothing to do with Shen Zhenfei, she is the fifth younger sister who has always been pampered, but fortunately her temper is not bad, but she is a bit serious, if she looks at death, even eight cows can't drag her back.

Shen Xinsu spoke softly, and her words of persuasion were of little weight. She said that the sky had already darkened, the snow had fallen again, and the mountain road at night was not easy to walk. Fire, this icy and snowy place will freeze the people in the car to death, this has happened before.

But even if there is such a case, Shen Zhenfei still doesn't care about Shen Xinsu's persuasion, Shen Xinsu can only take a step back and tell her to wait until tomorrow morning, when it is dawn, and then ask the driver to take her back.

Shen Zhenfei didn't appreciate it, ignored Shen Xinsu, pursed her lips with red eyes, and packed her luggage sullenly.

Shen Xinsu had no choice but to pin her hopes on Shen Qingchuan, and said, "Now it's dark and the road is slippery, and if you drive on the mountain road at night, it will be bad if there is any accident with the car. Third brother, you must talk to her about it." .”

The room was brightly lit, and Shen Zhenfei sat by the bed and threw the folded clothes on the rattan box. Shen Qingchuan called her, but Shen Zhenfei ignored her and only cared about the clothes. She found out the hung clothes at noon. Now I have to sort it out again.

Shen Qingchuan handed her the woolen brown-red hat, Shen Zhenfei snorted, pulled the hat over and threw it into the suitcase.

Seeing that there were still tears on her cheeks, Shen Qingchuan took out a plain handkerchief, picked up a corner of the handkerchief to wipe her, pretended to be relaxed, and said softly, "Look at you crying like a little cat... "

As she spoke, Shen Zhenfei felt more and more wronged, the tears that had stopped not long ago poured out again, she flattened her mouth, obviously it was Shen Qingchuan's previous push that broke her heart.

Shen Qingchuan quickly apologized, panicked, and said, "It's the third brother's fault, it's the third brother's fault..."

"Then you drive him out of the house, throw him out, and don't allow him to enter Shen's house again!" Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was showing weakness, Shen Zhenfei immediately made a request.

Because Shen Zhenfei knew that as long as she cried, no matter what excessive demands she made, her third brother would agree. As for who the "he" in the words was, it was self-evident.

Shen Qingchuan didn't look at Shen Zhenfei's tearful eyes full of expectation, and turned his head to avoid them.

"fraud!"

"nausea!"

"You are just like him!"

"Why are you with him, why are you so mean, you are not my third brother, my third brother is not such a dirty person."

Shen Zhenfei scolded sharply and threw all the clothes in the box on Shen Qingchuan. She couldn't accept that her third brother was a man who liked men. She believed in Christianity. The priest said that homosexuality is the devil Satan leaning over, it is the dirtiest existence , is a disease that everyone will cast aside.

Expensive coats and all kinds of belt accessories were thrown on the ground in a mess, Shen Qingchuan let Shen Zhenfei vent, he knew it was difficult for her to accept that her beloved third brother would become the kind of person she hated and hated the most.

A few aliens have already offended the mainstream group while alive, and the mainstream group will instinctively repel and attack, and they will not restore their original peace until the aliens disappear.

"It's not what you imagined..." Shen Qingchuan wanted to explain, but Shen Zhenfei kicked him out before he finished speaking.

"Go away, I don't want to see you."

After Shen Zhenfei finished speaking, she buried her face in the quilt and began to cry.

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