Another Love

Yu loves you. "

Du Zixiu stood there stunned, the emperor's words still lingering in his ears, the voice pierced through his eardrums, tearing him almost in half.Is this, really, a reality?Is this really, is it true?There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.This world is a trick after all!

The emperor suspected him, alienated him, resented him, and hated him, all because of Qin Liangyu!They, who have known each other for 20 years, are no match for a woman who has known him for less than five years!

Now, he gave him a marriage, for the sake of the woman he loved, he let go of his love for her, and betrothed her to the man she loved.

Eleven, it turns out that I didn't even know that you are so generous.I don't know either, you're such a jerk.You have never asked me if I am willing; you have never understood my true heart.Why, why do you want me to marry her?Just because I fell in love with you, just because a little courtier fell in love with the emperor, just because you don't love me, can you treat me like this?I, too, am alone.I have my own heart.You threatened the life of an innocent person to force me to marry her, is that your sincerity?Compared to her, am I really insignificant in your heart?

That's it!

Eleven, this is what I pay you back.

"Minister, take orders." There was no trace of extraneous emotion in Du Zixiu's eyes.He lowered his eyes, and those eyes were as dark as lights.

"Hehe..." The emperor sneered, "Zixiu, it seems that your affection for Qin Liangyu is no less than her."

"Liangyu will be my wife from now on, and I will definitely be with her on the same level as her sister." Du Zixiu's heart was already ashes.

"Very good, very good." The emperor gritted his teeth, grasping the armrest of the dragon chair, veins popped up on the back of his hand, and his finger bones turned white. "Zixiu, I will bless you."

"Thank you, Lord Long." Du Zixiu replied calmly.

He finally died.

And he still didn't understand.

This love, if missed, is gone.People, if you miss it, you will die.

Like the Tibetan sea flower that proudly blooms in the legend, that flower never blooms and only dies in bud.

"Come on!" The cameraman cut off the lens in time, and the lighting engineer also relaxed.

Siren and Cole also came over, looking at them in unison.The emperor played by Bai Yiheng is becoming more and more mature, his skin is painted darker, and there are some light stubbles on his chin, which looks both mature and bleak.But Zhao Ziqing's makeup didn't change much.Firstly, Du Zixiu's love for the emperor has never changed in the past 20 years. Second, Du Zixiu has always been an elegant and handsome talent in the play, with a slight obsession with cleanliness. Therefore, Du Zixiu's appearance has hardly changed, but the color of his clothes has become darker.

"Bai Yiheng, go to the dressing room first. Sister R is waiting." Siren pushed Bai Yiheng to the other side, far away from Zhao Ziqing. On the way, Siren did not forget to turn his head and give Zhao Ziqing a hard look .

"..." Zhao Ziqing was at a loss for words. Cole walked over to him and looked at him curiously.

"Speak up if you have anything to say." Zhao Ziqing's face was full of black lines.

"Together?" Facts showed that no matter how shrewd and capable the manager was, he couldn't escape the reality of being a middle-aged woman, and his gossip was obvious.

"?" Zhao Ziqing raised his eyebrows on purpose, and looked at Cole suspiciously.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. I said you and Bai Dashen are really dating?"

"..." Zhao Ziqing remained silent on purpose.

"Don't deny it, Siren said that you kidnapped God Bai to bed." Cole lowered his voice.

"Huh?" Zhao Ziqing exclaimed, this Siren, why is he talking about everything!Although Zhao Ziqing is thick-skinned, he should also consider Bai Yiheng!Although Cole is not the kind of talkative person.Zhao Ziqing looked Cole up and down carefully, and the doubts in his eyes deepened. Siren is not a big mouth, and he is a better manager than Cole.In their company, they are top-notch managers, movie stars and queens, song god Mai Ba, and she brings out many of them.A person like Siren would casually tell others about Bai Yiheng being kidnapped into bed by him?And the fact is, how could he abduct a Persian cat into bed?It's obvious that they are in love with each other!

Cole was extremely uncomfortable being stared at by Zhao Ziqing, she curled her lips and rolled her eyes at Zhao Ziqing. "If you don't say it, you don't say it. You are watching/rape!" Cole almost ran away.

"Tranny?" Zhao Ziqing immediately looked away in disgust.

"..." The veins on Cole's forehead popped one by one.

"Cole, what's the relationship between you and Bai Yiheng?" Zhao Ziqing no longer quarrels with Cole, if Cole is really angry, there will be one less competent person in his camp.He still fights Siren like this.

"?" Cole knew that she had the initiative now, she followed Zhao Ziqing's example, raised her slender eyebrows, and looked at Zhao Ziqing suspiciously.

Zhao Ziqing immediately put on a flattering smile, "Cole, my beloved, beautiful and generous sister Cole, just tell me!"

Cole was stimulated by Zhao Ziqing's coquettish tone and got goosebumps all over her body. She said "well~", she shook her arms and looked at Zhao Ziqing with disgust.

"..." Zhao Ziqing couldn't hold back his face.

"Actually, I'm his former manager." Cole said quickly, fearing that Zhao Ziqing would make some terrible noises on a whim.

"Oh." Zhao Ziqing had an epiphany.No wonder!When the Persian cat showed affection to him at first, Cole was so keen to see it.In this way, Siren explained the matter to Cole and it made sense.

"Also, you probably don't know." Cole blinked mysteriously.

"What?" Zhao Ziqing cooperated very well, naturally showing curiosity in his eyes.

"Siren is Bai Yiheng's aunt." Cole finished speaking calmly, watching Zhao Ziqing's face turn from curiosity to surprise to blackening.She continued, "Auntie dear. Bai Yiheng's mommy is Siren's older sister." Cole deliberately put the word 'older sister' very seriously.

"No way!" Zhao Ziqing felt that his sky instantly turned black, and the light of hope disappeared completely.

"Don't fight against Siren, be filial!" Cole patted Zhao Ziqing's shoulder and reminded him friendly.

"But, it's already..." Zhao Ziqing frowned, remembering the scene where he and his respected aunt had eye contact with each other that day.My heart is even more miserable.

"It's not too late, Siren is a generous person." Cole continued to dig holes for Zhao Ziqing.

"Hey!" Zhao Ziqing sighed, he only blamed himself for not being able to tell friend from foe, who is Siren!It's my dear aunt!It's too late to curry favor with her, who is still going against her!

"Don't sigh. Hurry up and take off your make-up first, your show is over for today, go have a meal with my aunt later!" Cole was still teasing Zhao Ziqing.

"Yeah." Zhao Ziqing had a bitter face.

"By the way, I would like to apologize and show my filial piety." Cole still patted Zhao Ziqing's shoulder, leaned into Zhao Ziqing's ear and whispered, "By the way, Siren likes Chanel's limited edition bags." Cole The deputy prompt stopped here with a smile, shook his flowing hair, turned and left.

Zhao Ziqing still had a bitter face, but raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and walked towards the dressing room.

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☆、Tibetan sea flower 5

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

Du Zixiu was dressed in a bright blood-red gown, his black hair was combed up, tied behind his head, and tied into a bun.He wears a red and purple crown hat, with a strong bamboo appearance and a cold jade face.

He followed the person who read the words, holding the red silk with his slender fingers, bent slightly, but his eyes did not fall on the person next to him.

"Second worship high hall-"

The handsome man in red with phoenix eyes turned around, raised his glazed eyes, and looked at the honorable emperor seated in the high hall, without any emotion in his eyes.He just bowed down respectfully and saluted.

That supreme and extremely noble person was dressed in a purple-black dragon-embroidered silk satin garment, not an imperial robe.He just looked coldly at the man who was as calm as a bamboo, his fingers were grasping the armrest of the carved mahogany chair, his knuckles turned white.

Du Zixiu, you, you said, never leave me alone.

Du Zixiu, you said before that I am not alone, you have to shoulder this great omen together with me.

Du Zixiu, tell me, in this life, my beard and hair will be all white, and my heart will be completely shattered, just for me.

Du Zixiu, tell me, now, who are you for?

You are wearing your wedding dress now, for whom?

You look around and smile now, but for whom?

Now that you are married with someone, who do you think I am?

Now, have you forgotten Zhen, the vows you have made for decades?

Now, have you fallen in love with someone else and abandoned me in your eyes and behind your head?

Du Zixiu, you betray me.You betray me!

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

The eyes of the blood-clothed black-eyed man were not even half away from the emperor. He opened his eyes vainly, wishing to open his eyes to see clearly all the expressions on the heartless emperor's face.His eyes didn't move, he bent over to pay respects to the bride, his gaze was imprinted on the emperor.

The emperor closed his eyes in pain, his face pale as paper.His nails sank deep into the mahogany, and the blood beads seeped into the sawdust, and they were deeply pierced into the flesh. The pain was so painful that he wanted to die.

"Send it to the bridal chamber—"

The emperor opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Du Zixiu, who was dressed like a fire in scarlet clothes, in some horror. He fell into a dark abyss, unfathomable, and the stone fell silently.The abyss was filled with icy cold lake water, and the whip bone chill penetrated into his bone marrow one after another. The cold penetrated into the bone marrow, and the pain also penetrated into the bone marrow.

At this moment, Du Zixiu turned his head and was pushed and pushed into the new room by the crowd.

"Zixiu." The emperor spat out words that no one could hear.The body trembled violently.His panic, his confusion, fell in places where Du Zixiu couldn't see, and grew everywhere.

Du Zixiu, leave him.

Because Du Zixiu left him.

The lobby was dead quiet.

"Eleven, let's go together, and I'll help you carry it together." Someone seemed to whisper in his ear.

"Eleven, don't be afraid, I'm here. It's all over." Someone touched his head very gently, and pulled him into a broad and hot chest.

"Eleven, where are you? Eleven! Where are you? Eleven, don't scare me, Eleven!" Someone called him anxiously, so impatient, worried, and sad.

"Without you, I would not be able to live. So, Eleven, can you live a little bit for me from now on?" Someone whispered in his ear, with a choked voice, and asked him cautiously and extremely expectantly.

"Eleven, I'm different from you." Someone murmured in his ear, he was very sleepy, people thought he was asleep, and then he felt a cold touch from his lips, nothing else.

"Eleven, no, Your Majesty." Someone stood in front of him with lowered eyes, and his voice was low, trembling, like a falling pearl.

…………

"Stop talking." The emperor covered his ears, the voice still lingered on him, thread by thread, getting into his ears, like tiny silk threads, entangled in his brain.

"Stop talking!" The emperor angrily swept the things on the table to the ground, and the crisp sound of broken porcelain bowls, clanking, mixed with the sounds that rang in his ears, stirred them up.

"Eleven, you and I can't go back anymore." A very light and shallow voice really rang in my ears.The emperor raised his head, and the elegant man in red clothes and black eyes stood in front of the hall. The man pulled out the jade hairpin, removed the crown, and his black hair flowed down like ink.

"What did you say?" The emperor's voice was extremely low, trembling slightly.

The blood-red man was unusually calm. He looked coldly at the terrified emperor, with a faint, involuntary pain in his left chest.However, his eyes were expressionless.

"Zixiu, what are you talking about?" The emperor lowered his voice and looked at him with a pleading look. His favorite pair of beautiful black pearl eyes were filled with infinitely sad fear and uneasiness.It's just that his heart is ashamed.

"I, Du Zixiu and Eleven, live apart and die together. We have nothing to do with each other." The man in red and phoenix-eyed still had a calm expression, without the slightest disturbance. Suddenly, he raised the hairpin in his hand and stabbed fiercely at his right arm.

"No—" The emperor stared blankly at the blood-red wedding robe on Du Zixiu's arm that was quickly stained black, and his torn voice stuck in his throat, piercing through the silence in the silent night, as if it was broken, dumb, and dead.

"It's like this hairpin." Du Zi shaves his face without changing his face, pulls out the hairpin that was deeply embedded in his arm, and falls to the ground, the emerald green hairpin shatters.

The emperor stood there in a daze, his eyes and eyebrows were bewildered, and he didn't know how to react.

"In the future, there will only be Du Zixiu and His Majesty." Du Zixiu suddenly smiled, arched his hands, and bowed respectfully.The ink-like black hair flowed down, blocking the blue face as before.

"Your Majesty, may you be safe and blessed." Du Zixiu put his hand between his eyebrows regardless of the surging blood in his arm.The voice is high-pitched, majestic, and desolate like water, like a bubbling ice spring, the chill has always lived in the flesh and blood, and there is no warmth to speak of.

The emperor was still there in a daze, staring straight at the blood-colored skirt.

"Minister, leave."

The emperor suddenly slumped on the ground, his eyes fascinated.

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☆、The ending chapter of Zanghaihua

Holding the script in his hand, Bai Yiheng lay on his back on Zhao Ziqing's big bed.His eyes stared at the ceiling without moving.

"..." Zhao Ziqing crawled over from the other side of the bed, put his head above Bai Yiheng's, and blinked at Bai Yiheng.

Bai Yiheng stretched out his hand to block Zhao Ziqing's infinitely enlarged fox face, turned his head away, and sighed softly.

"How's the ending?" Zhao Ziqing broke off Bai Yiheng's slender and soft fingers, and kissed him on the lips.

In the newly revised script, not only the ending has changed.

"..." Bai Yiheng just looked at Zhao Ziqing and didn't speak.

"During the performance yesterday, I felt that Du Zixiu was quite strong." Zhao Ziqing leaned over and kissed the soft lips in front of his eyes.

"The body is like a bamboo, tough and strong." Bai Yiheng said lightly.

"But, I always feel that Du Zixiu has become smarter." Zhao Ziqing took the script in Bai Yiheng's hand and looked at it seriously.

"What?" Bai Yiheng tilted his head to look at Zhao Ziqing.

"In the past, I always protected Eleven quietly, but now I am so resolute in breaking off diplomatic relations with Eleven. I have to say, Du Zixiu gave up his stupid protection of Eleven, which is really smart." Zhao Ziqing looked at the script. , the horizontal bars drawn by Bai Yiheng.

"Actually, the editing went too far." Bai Yiheng spoke lazily, resting his head on Zhao Ziqing's shoulder.

"Yeah." Zhao Ziqing was happy in his heart, he was satisfied with the heavy weight on his shoulders.

Du Zixiu was heartbroken, why would he break with Eleven in anger?When the heart is dead, the heart is dead, and you won't be hurt by the love you can't get, and you won't be angry with the people you can't get.The late-night conversation in the palace had already made Du Zixiu give up on the emperor, so how could there be a bloody break between Du Zixiu and the emperor at the wedding banquet later?With Du Zixiu's character, at this time, such behavior is really unreasonable.Moreover, the emperor's hatred for Du Zixiu seemed to have completely transitioned to love, because of the breakup of the wedding banquet.So, what will happen to the ending?Are you really going to follow the 'judgment with the king' written in the script?

"Break with Eleven, so that Eleven can discover his abnormal feelings for Du Zixiu as soon as possible. However, he forgot that Du Zixiu had already married Qin Liangyu at that time. In this way, he is actually tormenting Eleven! He likes Du Zixiu, but he forced Du Zixiu and Liang Yu to get married with his own hands. It has become a fact. In the end, he still can't stay with Du Zixiu, and can only look at each other, suffering from each other." Zhao Ziqing rubbed the paper with his fingertips and spoke.

"In the end, why did the emperor still kill Du Zixiu?" Bai Yiheng murmured puzzled.

"Because I've found out that I'm in love with Du Zixiu, so I can't kill him?" Zhao Ziqing was silent for a moment, "But at that time, the emperor would only think that it was Du Zixiu who betrayed him, not that he was sorry for Du Zixiu. Hate came from love. .”

"Hate comes from love." Bai Yiheng chewed Zhao Ziqing's words, he moved his head, and his soft hair brushed against Zhao Ziqing's cheek.

"Well, in the end, Qin Liangyu's pregnancy with Du Zixiu's child was the final outcome of this love-hate relationship. The emperor destroyed Du Zixiu, but left behind Du Zixiu's flesh and blood." Zhao Ziqing turned his head and kissed Bai Yiheng's hair between.

"So, this is another legend of Zanghaihua." Bai Yiheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Ziqing's finger.

"Flowers and leaves never meet." Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng affectionately, and Bai Yiheng's eyelids drooped slightly.

"I still like the silent and dull Du Zixiu." Bai Yiheng's voice was lazy, a little disappointed. "Because of him, he never wanted to hurt Eleven." Bai Yiheng continued in a low voice.

"Because the editor feels unfair for Du Zixiu, I'm just here to give him justice." Zhao Ziqing held Bai Yiheng's hand instead, and gradually exerted force.

"Zixiu will cry." Bai Yiheng looked at Zhao Ziqing quietly.

"Eleventh will feel better." Zhao Ziqing cupped Bai Yiheng's face, and gently kissed Bai Yiheng's eyebrows and eyes.

"'Never open' or 'Flowers and leaves never meet', which one do you like?" Bai Yiheng was still a little sullen.

"I don't even like it." Zhao Ziqing's lips finally fell on Bai Yiheng's. "I like 'Never Wither' and 'Luohong Huhua'." Zhao Ziqing carefully scanned every part of Bai Yiheng's mouth.

"Mmm..." A thin whimper leaked from Bai Yiheng's mouth, and was swallowed up by Zhao Ziqing again.

When Zhao Ziqing let go of Bai Yiheng, Bai Yiheng's eyes had changed as he expected, wet, shiny, lazy, a little dazed.Bai Yiheng gasped sadly, looked at Zhao Ziqing with a little annoyance, a faint blush appeared on his face.

"Bo——" Zhao Ziqing couldn't help holding Bai Yiheng's face, and kissed him hard on the cheek, leaving a puddle of saliva.

"..." Bai Yiheng wiped his face helplessly, his brows were knitted into a knot, and his thin and long eyelashes drooped lazily.

"Ah Heng." Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng's extremely sexy brush-like eyelashes, and ten thousand cat's paws ran across his heart.

"..." Bai Yiheng raised his eyes to look at Zhao Ziqing, not wanting to speak.

"Siren is our aunt?" Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng anxiously.

"Hmm. You don't know?" Bai Yiheng was a little unbelievable, his brows furrowed deeper and his lips pursed.

"En." Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng cautiously, already too tragic to speak.

"Did you offend her?" Bai Yiheng's tone was steady, not as if he was asking Zhao Ziqing, but as if he was stating a fact.

"Well, it should be." Zhao Ziqing had a faint hope that he hadn't fallen out with Aunt Siren yet, it was just that he had a disagreement.Yes, disagreement.Zhao Ziqing comforted himself in his heart.

"..." Bai Yiheng stared at Zhao Ziqing seriously, with something strange in his eyes.

"I didn't do anything. She just doesn't like me." Zhao Ziqing felt guilty when Bai Yiheng looked at him, so he waved his hands quickly to defend himself.

"Hey." Bai Yiheng sighed as if discouraged, turned away Zhao Ziqing's face that was trying to escape, and faced Zhao Ziqing, his sharp eyes looked straight into the other's eyes. "My mother died early, I was almost raised by Siren, and, most importantly, my elder brother listened to Siren very much."

"Ah?" Zhao Ziqing pressed his face bitterly, this is directly offending the final boss of the Bai family! "Then what should we do?" Zhao Ziqing had tears in his eyes, and he looked at Bai Yiheng pitifully, his nose twitching.

"On the contrary, Siren also listens to my elder brother very much." Bai Yiheng stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Ziqing's cheek, his eyes were shining brightly.

"Big brother?" Zhao Ziqing started to curl his tongue.

"En." Bai Yiheng's eyes were tender.

"..." Zhao Ziqing froze there, Bai Sikong?When Bai Sikong saw him, he would definitely take the scissors and castrate him himself.Sweat broke out on his brow.

"Heng, I..." Zhao Ziqing yelled in his heart, I don't want to become a eunuch yet, I still want to fight with you seven times a night for three hundred rounds!

"Oh, that's right." Bai Yiheng seemed to suddenly think of something.

"What?" Zhao Ziqing also asked.

"The day after tomorrow is Lixia." Bai Yiheng turned his head to look at Zhao Ziqing, with a look of disappointment and loneliness in his eyes.

Zhao Ziqing was startled, Li Xia, Zhou Yingchen... He frowned, feeling restless.

"Are you free the day after tomorrow?" Bai Yiheng looked at Zhao Ziqing, the person in front of him was obviously in a daze.

"Hello." Bai Yiheng shook Zhao Ziqing's arm, pursed his lips, his eyes were deeply lonely.

"Huh?" Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng, and his heart tightened. His Persian cat had that lonely look again, and his heart ached. "how?"

"The day after tomorrow is my mother's death day. Can you accompany me to visit the grave?" Bai Yiheng rolled his eyes and smiled slightly, but his eyes were still faintly disturbed and flustered.

"Okay." Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng's small fist, his body was still shaking slightly uneasily.He smiled steadily, wrapped his hands firmly around the small fist, and pressed his forehead against Bai Yiheng's. "Heng, no matter what happens, I will go. I will always be by your side."

"En." Bai Yiheng hugged Zhao Ziqing tightly and buried his head in Zhao Ziqing's neck. Zhao Ziqing felt that the body in his arms was still trembling slightly. Heng hugged tightly in his arms with great force, he wanted the people in his arms to really feel him, feel his arms, feel his chest, feel his heartbeat, feel his existence.He wanted him to know that he was always there for him.

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☆, Lixia

"I've already made an agreement with Director Wang." Zhao Ziqing tidied up and saluted, looking at Bai Yiheng who was standing by the window.Bai Yiheng looked into the distance with his eyes far away, his face was indifferent.

"Aheng." Zhao Ziqing frowned, since Bai Yiheng said yesterday that he was going to visit his mother's grave, he has been in this state, with an indifferent and sad expression, dazed and dazed from time to time.

"Xiao Qing, do you know the Festival De Cannes in France?" Bai Yiheng turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziqing, his eyes were as clear as before, but there was a faint color of confusion.

"Yeah. It's over." Zhao Ziqing wanted to see Bai Yiheng's face clearly, but Bai Yiheng turned his head lightly, leaving an indifferent, cold, and unfamiliar side face, and Zhao Ziqing felt chills in his heart .

"Yeah, it's been a long time ago. It's been six years!" Bai Yiheng didn't turn his head, but Zhao Ziqing still heard a faint hoarseness in his voice, it was a bit like a sob.Zhao Ziqing frowned even deeper, his Persian cat was very sad, he knew it.For whatever reason, he just knew, he just knew.

Why six years?Has his mother been gone for six years?Zhao Ziqing looked at the faintly thin figure by the window, seeing that he had lost so much weight recently, Zhao Ziqing felt a little blocked.

"In February, there will be a beautiful acacia festival in Cannes, bunches of small golden flower balls gathered together, very beautiful." Bai Yiheng raised his head, Zhao Ziqing knew that his eyes should be closed. "In the beach and yacht area in May, there is the PalaisDesCannes, where the FestivalDeCannes is held at the main venue, 25 cinemas and screening rooms, including a large hall, and 14 small halls. There are even casinos that are not prohibited even for children." As Bai Yiheng continued, Zhao Ziqing seemed to see the unstoppable smile on the corner of Bai Yiheng's mouth.

Zhao Ziqing seemed to have also seen the huge Cannes Film Festival Palace, and he walked through it. That huge building is composed of dozens of cinemas and screening rooms.The scattered trails leading to various movie theaters criss-crossed among them. He remembered that the climate in Cannes was humid. He only wore cool wooden slippers. The road was a bit slippery. Unique breath.Yes, he remembered that there were acacias, he even picked a bunch of acacias, and then, it seemed, he gave it to someone, who should be a beauty.Either a beautiful woman or a beautiful man.Yes, he remembered that.It was February when he went, and the Festival De Cannes hadn't started yet, but he still went to Palais Des Cannes. He ran on those empty trails, and seemed to be holding a small, soft hand.However, he couldn't remember.This memory was too far away, so far away that he wondered if it was his memory or if it was just an illusion.An illusion created following Bai Yiheng's thinking.

"Confier." Zhao Ziqing spat out from his mouth lightly, his lips formed a small circle, his upper teeth lightly touched his lower lip, the syllable was simply uttered from his vocal cords, and he was extremely familiar with it.

"..." Bai Yiheng turned around suddenly and looked at Zhao Ziqing with a look of astonishment, his eyes were full of surprise that couldn't be concealed.

"Is this French?" Zhao Ziqing was a little embarrassed, he looked at Bai Yiheng's reaction, a little inexplicable.

"..." After a while, the joy in Bai Yiheng's eyes disappeared in an instant, and then returned to that kind of faint sadness and loss. With a bland indifference, Zhao Ziqing's heart became colder and colder.

"Ah Heng, it's time. Let's go!" Zhao Ziqing saluted with a small amount, and was going to Bai Yiheng's house today.He is still a little worried. Bai Yiheng has been in a low mood for the past few days. Moreover, they are going to meet Bai Yiheng's elder brother Bai Sikong. Bai Yiheng's family members.He was uneasy, feeling like an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws. "Hey—" he couldn't help sighing.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yiheng walked to Zhao Ziqing's side and took his hand, clasping his fingers tightly.

"..." Zhao Ziqing shook his head and smiled.

Bai Yiheng walked out side by side with him.

"Ah Heng." Zhao Ziqing was silent for a while, and said seriously to Bai Yiheng.

"Huh?" Bai Yiheng still couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, but it was much better than when he was by the window just now.

"No matter what happens, I will still be with you." Zhao Ziqing clenched his little hand tightly, with a familiar soft feeling, not like the satisfaction and happiness of crossing hands in the past, but inexplicably immature and nostalgia.Zhao Ziqing felt as if an electric current surged through his mind, the dazzling sunlight in front of his eyes and the inaudible scent of special plants at the tip of his nose, the clear coolness of the wooden slippers on the soles of his feet and the familiar small and soft touch in his hands.What is that touch?He still can't remember.Sometimes people are very strange, like you just finished a dream, but no matter how hard you try, you can't remember the specific content of the dream, Zhao Ziqing feels this way at this time.Obviously, he should have experienced it himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't remember the broken memory in his mind.Only the extremely familiar sense of touch in the hand is swaying, ready to move.

"Yes." Bai Yiheng looked at Zhao Ziqing and smiled.

"Xiao Qing, we are flying to Cannes today." Bai Yiheng seemed to remember something again, and said to Zhao Ziqing.

"Well, I probably guessed it. If it was tomorrow, it would probably be too late." Zhao Ziqing nodded. Bai Yiheng's mother was buried in Cannes, a seaside city in France.

Zhao Ziqing and Bai Yiheng were sitting in Zhao Ziqing's Maserati, their fingers still intertwined, but they didn't speak.Bai Yiheng focused on looking ahead, his eyes were still wandering, not knowing where he was heading.Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng worriedly, and while driving, he was still thinking about meeting Bai Sikong soon.

They arrived at the "Bai Family Mansion" immediately, and a rather young housekeeper came to pick them up.Zhao Ziqing took a look at Bai Yiheng's house. The pointed and slender buildings were closely packed together. It was an obvious French Gothic building. The towering spiers and spires were all glazed blue. Overwhelming decorations form an upward unified style, like a tall and thin French lady in blue.Zhao Ziqing didn't know why he could see a strange sense of mystery and sadness from it, and the entire building that could be called a manor showed an incomparably fitting sense of nobility.Zhao Ziqing thought of the mysterious and sad manor in "Butterfly Dream", but the manor was finally destroyed by a fire.

"Fourth young master, the eldest young master has an urgent meeting and is not at home now. He ordered you and Mr. Zhao to take a rest first, and then you go to Cannes at two o'clock, and he will be there later." The housekeeper sent them to Jiayin explained to Bai Yiheng.

"Yeah, I got it." Bai Yiheng didn't have any extra expressions on his face, he just turned his head to look at Zhao Ziqing, and he clenched his hands even tighter.

"Brother, it's not that he doesn't want to see you." Bai Yiheng touched Zhao Ziqing's head, and rubbed it lightly. The warm breath brushed Zhao Ziqing's ear, itching.

"Fortunately he didn't see me." Zhao Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why?" Bai Yiheng simply tilted his head on Zhao Ziqing's shoulder.

"I... I'm a little afraid of Big Brother." Zhao Ziqing was a little uncomfortable. After all, he was the one who abducted the most beloved Yaodi, and he was not a fucking beauty, but a...uncle.Why!Zhao Ziqing felt a little self-loathing.

"..." Bai Yiheng looked up at Zhao Ziqing and blinked.

"Heng, where's your second and third brother?" Zhao Ziqing couldn't help asking, they had already entered the hall.The inside of the hall is also a common Rococo decoration style in France. The complicated and detailed decorations, gorgeous and exquisite carvings set off the whole hall as sweet, gentle, delicate and petite.If the outside is a sad, thin lady, then the inside is a delicate, cumbersome girl.Very stylish manor, at least few people match these two somewhat strangely conflicting architectural styles so well.

"Second brother is in California, and third brother is in Cuba." Bai Yiheng said indifferently.

"Oh, what about Siren?" Zhao Ziqing pressed Bai Yiheng's head back on his shoulder.He likes that Bai Yiheng puts his head on his shoulder.

"I already went to Cannes that day." Bai Yiheng retracted his whole body into Zhao Ziqing's arms.

"That's right." Zhao Ziqing hugged Bai Yiheng in his arms, the body in his arms was a bit cold, and he pressed it against his hot chest.Zhao Ziqing couldn't help thinking that after discussing with Cole that day, when he entered the dressing room, he saw Siren leaving in a hurry, and his plan to curry favor hadn't come true yet.It turned out to be like this.

"..." Zhao Ziqing suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.He lowered his head and kissed Bai Yiheng's forehead.

"Ah Heng." He felt Bai Yiheng's cold fingers caressing his earlobe, which was very comfortable.

"Yeah." Bai Yiheng only hummed lightly, his fingers outlined the outline of Zhao Ziqing's beautiful ears.

"We..." Before Zhao Ziqing finished speaking, he felt a licking sensation from his earlobe, which was different from the cold feeling just now. The warm and moist feeling from the tip of his tongue was directly transmitted to every sensitive part of his body. , He felt itchy and uncomfortable.

"Let's go get our ears pierced together, shall we?" Bai Yiheng pressed against his ear, breathing lightly.

"Okay." Zhao Ziqing didn't think about it, because he also thought of the same thing.Then, he felt a slight bite on the earlobe.The heat wave that had already surged from the lower abdomen just now rolled more violently, Zhao Ziqing's Adam's apple rolled, and he quickly pushed Bai Yiheng away.

"..." Bai Yiheng looked at him puzzled.

"Ah Heng, I can't bear it anymore." Zhao Ziqing looked at Bai Yiheng who was still confused.

"Huh?" Bai Yiheng entangled him again and gnawed at his neck.

"Heng, stop." Zhao Ziqing felt that he was going to the limit, and really couldn't help it.

"You don't like it?" Bai Yiheng's eyes were wet,