Where to send the rest of your life

Xue Wenxi was indeed very happy.

That night Jin Yunhe was extremely enthusiastic, the stubbornness of going to death from before was still there, but the passivity has become the initiative.

It was a different style for him.

After finishing, Xue Wenxi was very satisfied, hugged him and washed his body in the bathtub, and then did another job, washed his body again, and did another job.

When it was over, Jin Yunhe said: "Okay, don't wash it for me either."

Xue Wenxi scratched his nose triumphantly: "Why did you pretend to be indifferent just now, kid? Have you learned how to play hard to get?"

Jin Yunhe raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Xue Wenxi hugged him, the temperature of the water in the bath was just right, and he felt the atmosphere was just right. After several incidents, he seemed to be doing it back to how he was when he was young, and to the person who was by his side when he was young. .

It's like waking up from a big dream. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

Being hugged by him, Jin Yunhe felt uncomfortable at first, but after being hugged for a long time, it seemed that part of his heart melted, and he suddenly felt some fragility in Xue Wenxi's body.

"Hey, what's wrong with you old man?" Jin Yunhe pushed and shoved casually.

"What can I do, do you need to worry about it?" Xue Wenxi cursed and started to move again.

Jin Yunhe was annoyed: "Don't make trouble, I'm too tired today."

"I thought you had a bad voice for a long time. Why, did you get cold when you went out to play?" Xue Wenxi was quite obedient and stopped doing anything.

"Yes, I called just now." Jin Yunhe gave him a sideways look.

"Hey, do you want to call again?" Xue Wenxi didn't move lazily, but he didn't want to be outdone.

Jin Yunhe was silent.

In fact, Xue Wenxi has treated him well in the past few years, and he has given him a lot of freedom. Xue Tanpei didn't know that he could order his servants at will, and it is not difficult to go out for a play, but he is very lazy and never wants to move. That's all.

He thinks that although he doesn't love Xue Wenxi, it's not bad to just be with him like this.

At the end, after thinking about it, he still said lightly: "You see, you are not young anymore, and there are not many people around you. If you tell me something, it's fine if I listen to it, but you can feel better in your heart, why not do it? Sometimes you are too tough, and you hurt others and yourself."

Xue Wenxi sighed, and said with a smile: "I'm raising you as a whole family. It's enough for my wife and son not to have you alone, and I can take care of myself after the fuck."

Jin Yunhe sneered: "As you wish."

After a while, Xue Wenxi finally spoke.

"How about Jin Lang, can you say a few words?"

Jin Yunhe was silent, he smoked too much in the past few years, and his voice was down.

Seeing that Xue Wenxi didn't speak for a long time, he seemed to be waiting for him. After a while of silence, he said first: "What do you want to hear?"

At the end, I added, "I haven't sung for many years, and my voice is not good today. You really know how to choose your time."

Xue Wenxi didn't care, just pondered for a while, lowered his head and said slowly: "You can sing Peony Pavilion.

Sing this—”

After all, it was he who sang first, his voice was low and hoarse, without a trace of the mellow and sentimental flavor in the play, but Jin Yunhe's heart sank when he sang.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, and it seems like this is all given to the broken well. What kind of day is the beauty of the day, who's house is the place to be happy! Flying in the morning and evening, clouds and green pavilions; rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats. People from Jinping It’s such a cheap time to see!”

Jin Yunhe listened to these few sentences patiently, without being harsh, which is rare, he just smiled and said: "I sang this sentence——If you don't come to the garden—how can you know spring. How about the color?~"

Singing, he dexterously stroked his fingers from Xue Wenxi's collarbone all the way down.

A little opera singer, who has been with Xue's family for many years, finally sang the first line. The singing was mediocre, but there was still a hint of charm.

But Xue Wenxi also laughed, he turned his head quietly and put his lips on Jin Yunhe's eyes, stopped, and said something almost silently——

"Good singing."

I think of the inscription on the Peony Pavilion in my heart——

I don't know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.The living can die, and the dead can live.Those who are born but cannot die, and those who are dead but cannot be resurrected are not the ultimate in love.Why is the love in a dream untrue? Are there so few people in dreams in the world?

With Jin Yunhe in his arms, he calmed down abnormally as the past events passed by one by one, and life and death were meaningless.But when such a meaningless thing happens, everyone will regard it as a rare treasure, and a lifetime is just to go through this meaningless calamity.

In the world, are there so few people in dreams?

But if you don't realize it, you will fall into a dream again?The helplessness is so deep that it can only let it go.

Then this sentence was sung well, and with the trembling lips, it spread to Jin Yunhe's eyelashes, and trembled to Jin Yunhe's heart.

Jin Yunhe's eyes are closed, his eyes are full of darkness, but he doesn't panic, he knows that Xue Wenxi's eyes are also closed - he can't see, but he knows.

My heart calmed down inexplicably, but I said softly on my mouth——

"Old guy, why are you pretending to be affectionate?"

The two fell asleep hugging each other in the bathtub, but were awakened by Xue Wenxi's sneeze the next day.

God is very fair - let both of them get sick, and both of them are equally serious. What is unfair is that Jin Yunhe can lie on the bed and be served with good food and drink, but Xue Wenxi has to go out early in the morning.

For him, he can't stay at home for a long time. Isn't it a problem if he stays for one night?

He rubbed his nose and went out early in the morning, wearing thicker clothes than usual, Jin Yunhe even wrapped him a scarf, he didn't want to wear it at first because he thought the scarf was too fancy, but Jin Yunhe insisted on letting him wear it, he Still pretending to be very happy wearing it and going out.

Jin Yunhe stood by the window for a while, saw Xue Wenxi tearing off his scarf after going out, and smiled happily: "This old guy."

Although he felt very headache, he asked Xiao Qi to find a black scarf from home and sent it to Xue Wenxi.

Later he heard people say that Xue Wenxi was chatting with a certain important person that day, and sneezed a few times from time to time, but his face changed immediately when he saw the scarf. The day was spent in fear, and the death row prisoner was so lucky that he even reincarnated a few days earlier.

Jin Yunhe later found out the reason, but he didn't regret it, not at all.

At that time, he had faintly begun to understand that the old guy also had a heart, and if he had a heart, it would hurt.Although this kind of pain is different from person to person, there are traces to follow, and the source of that pain can be found.Now that there are traces to follow, we can also know—although the pain is different, just like people have various ways to die, but they all die in different ways, but since he has died once and suffered once, he will naturally also suffer from pain. Just be able to empathize.