comeback [rebirth]

Everything came to an abrupt end.

All the ambiguous lingering in the air stopped moving, just like a candle that was suddenly extinguished just after it was lit, and was cut off from the next rise just before a thin wisp of smoke came out.

Even the moonlight that finally slipped into the room through the window was covered by clouds and mist at this time, the only light became dim, and the invisible dust seemed to be completely still.

Cen Yuan's cheek was pressed against Yan Xuan's chest, and he clearly felt that the other party was not at ease after being teased by him. The accelerated breathing was suppressed in his body, and transformed into a beating like a bell in his ears.

Cen Yuan said softly, "Yan Xuan, are you angry?"

It was not that Yan Xuan had never been angry with him in the past, but those angers were very obvious, and would be directly shown as stern words.

But now, Yan Xuan didn't say anything, didn't lecture or reprimand, and didn't even show him any change in expression.

In the past when he was young, although he rarely made Yan Xuan unhappy, once he did too much, he might even get angry with the other party first, anyway, it just depends on who can bear it in the end chant.

Even most of the time, he was the first to raise the white flag at the opponent.

But even so, the action that the Second Highness will take is not to directly say the phrase "I'm sorry", but to lure the other party to talk to him, until the two sides tacitly change the topic to something else. When things go up, this matter is over.

But now, Cen Yuan didn't want to bear it anymore.

He has wasted a long time, and this waste stems from his own clumsiness and self-willedness and the other party's dishonesty, so now, he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes again.

"Yan Xuan." He broke free from the other party's arms, and called softly while sitting up.

"why are you mad."

Candles are lit again at the top of the new candlestick.

The room became bright again, Yan Xuan extinguished the torch that was used to light the fire in his hand, put it back on the table, and asked, "Why do you have to apologize?"

"I..." Cen Yuan was about to explain, but when he looked up slightly, he saw that Yan Xuan's back was facing the only light in the room, and his expression fell into the darkness.

So he didn't bother to continue explaining, he just wanted to get closer to the other party, and wanted to get rid of this long-lost bondage, but just after his feet stepped on the ground, Yan Xuan walked out of the darkness, Squatting down in front of him, lightly holding his ankles, let his bare feet rest on her boots.

After the series of actions were over, Yan Xuan looked up at him again.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Cen Yuan murmured: "...That's why."

The soles of the feet touched the uneven surface of the boots, and the numbness flowed from the soles of the feet along the limbs to the whole body in an instant. He curled up his toes unconsciously and whispered: "It's because no matter how much I do, it seems that I can't catch up with you. of."

"It was you who liked it first, you gave me the jade pendant first, and you also persisted in waiting longer." He paused, "It was you who brought me out of some abysses that were so chaotic and filthy that I couldn't even see the light... "

He spoke softer and softer, until he even felt that some words did not convey his meaning, and asked himself in his heart—is that all?Is there anything missing?

But Yan Xuan intercepted all his self-doubt with one sentence.

"I don't need any compensation from you." Yan Xuan said.

If it wasn't for tonight, Yan Xuan would never have thought about the reasons and causes of these things he had done.Furthermore, if the distinction is really to be made so clearly, then at the very beginning, it should be Cen Yuan himself who built the bridge between the two.

He is the one who deserves the most thanks.

However, how can feelings be measured in such a simple way.

Whether it is liking, jade pendant, or waiting, being nice to Cen Yuan is a natural thing, a willing behavior, and an instinct that has almost been carved into the bone.Even during the period of disappointment, anger, and helplessness, he never thought about how much benefit he could get, or what kind of feedback, let alone using morality to restrain the other party, so as to get any compensation.

Likewise, he didn't want to attribute any emotion to gifts or praise, or to gratitude.If I really want to say it, it should be an explosion after the desire is filled to the extreme, and the calmness and restraint have completely failed.

He could understand Cen Yuan's intentions, and knew that the other party's sincerity was true, but this His Highness was a little too stupid.

It's a pity that this foolish Highness didn't seem to realize this, his gaze fell on him motionlessly, and he immediately retorted: "But..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Xuan suddenly encircled his hands on his lap.

"What you said, I never did it for compensation or feedback."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xuan turned to look at the messy bed and sighed: "This shouldn't be compensation."

Cen Yuan subconsciously followed his gaze and tilted his head, and suddenly remembered that the last time he was on the boat, Yan Xuan also told him that it should not be a gift.

"That……"

At this moment, he was a little dull, and he wanted to ask "what should that be?", but fortunately, before the words came out, his mind turned around and he wanted to understand the real reason behind it.

So he lowered his head and sneered, as if talking to himself: "Then what else can I do..."

What else can he do besides showing his equally fiery sincerity to the other party...

Yan Xuan didn't say a word for a while, just raised his hand to caress the other's cheek, and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

If there is a rift between them, he said: "It would be nice to live longer than me."

The candle flame kept beating, and the unsteady light shone from behind Yan Xuan, which also made the circle of light around him wobble.

Cen Yuan looked into his eyes that were always bright, and murmured after a while: "...Asshole."

"..."

"When we got married, we agreed to live together and die together. Now let me live longer." Cen Yuan said, "What good can there be from being a widower? I think you are using this to punish and torture me."

Hearing this, Yan Xuan finally let out a laugh with his head bowed.

The long-disappeared moonlight seems to have finally broken through the barrier at this time, scrambling to pass through the window lattice, making every cluster of air in the room come alive.

Cen Yuan let out a long breath in his heart, and couldn't help but slander: I'm really too stupid, so that every time I try to be on the verge of screwing up.

He loves him too much, so he wants to give everything he owns to the other party, and he doesn't want the other party to suffer a little loss, but instead of thinking about some unique ways, the root is that sentence and the long-term company enough.

"Can you sleep well?" Yan Xuan asked symbolically, then stood up and was about to blow out the candle again, but Cen Yuan grabbed his hand.

"Don't turn it off."

The candle flames kept beating, as if driving the heat in the air to rise continuously, and the coolness of late autumn was gradually replaced by the scorching heat.

The interrupted charms came again and again, Cen Yuan said softly: "Yan Xuan, now is not compensation."

Different from just now, under the reflection of the light, Yan Xuan's carefully crafted eyebrows and eyes are particularly clear, but because of the bottomless emotions in his eyes and the almost close distance, they appear a little hazy instead.

"But I still regret it." Cen Yuan rubbed his neck, sighing with nostalgia, "I wish I could find out how much I like you earlier."

The wooden bed in the inn was almost at its limit just to carry the weight of two people, and it creaked as if it was about to be unburdened.

Cen Yuan didn't dare to speak out, and even couldn't sit down because of nervousness.He had some difficulty swallowing, so that he unconsciously bit his lower lip with his teeth, making the lips that were already red from the kiss almost bleed.

Yan Xuan let go of the hand holding him, and lightly wiped his lips with her fingertips, then pinched his chin instead.

"Don't bite yourself."

Cen Yuan grabbed his hand suddenly, and leaned over to kiss him the next moment, all the breaths were no longer under control, the airy and suppressed, seemingly stable but messy, all entangled into a ball in the blink of an eye.

"Yan Xuan..."

In the end, Cen Yuan called softly, which seemed a little abrupt in the mixed breath, two of which were flattering and three were begging, and the remaining half seemed to be unwilling to overflow for help.

Yan Xuan kissed him, just like the other party did before, winding from the tip of his lips and brows all the way to his temples and ears, while meticulously comforting him, but at the same time inadvertently took the initiative, with an undeniable tone in his movements aggression.

Cen Yuan couldn't help biting his neck.

The world was spinning in a trance, but Cen Yuan quickly entangled him again, he felt that all the gaps had been filled, his hair was soaked in sweat, or stuck to his cheeks, or spread out beside him, all because of the intense rubbing And become disorganized.

He couldn't see his own appearance, but Yan Xuan still maintained his usual attire, with his hair neatly tied on top of his head, and his face still showed his calm and self-possession in the light of the candlelight.The only thing that can blend with the atmosphere at this time is the occasional heavy breath from the other party, a few strands of hair sticking to the sideburns, and the imperceptible blush printed on the tips of the ears.

It shouldn't be just like this, Cen Yuan thought to himself.

He raised his hand to untie the rope that tied Yan Xuan's hair, and in an instant, the long hair flowed down like clouds and flowing water, and the rest of the time was messed up.

With such an interruption, Yan Xuan paused for a moment, then laughed hoarsely.

Like a break from the wind and rain, Yan Xuan leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on Cen Yuan's face, as if he wanted to engrave the face of the person in front of him into his heart little by little.He didn't go deep, but only slowly entered and exited near the entrance, causing Cen Yuan to gradually fall into a difficult situation after a short relief, and couldn't help but plead.

So Yan Xuan continued to attack the city, each time as if they were going to fit together perfectly, with the non-stop movements, the ends of hair brushed over Cen Yuan's skin one by one, making him tremble uncontrollably.

too dense.

The stimulation made Cen Yuan unable to hold back, a moment later, he stroked Yan Xuan's cheek, stared at the other party, speechless for a long time, all the messy breath was like a wordless begging.

Yan Xuan bowed his head as he wished, covering all his voices, entangled with each other's hair.After a long time, Cen Yuan seemed to be exhausted, and Yan Xuan brought him tenderness in the remaining energy, enjoying the meaningfulness of the present together.

There was a sudden gust of wind outside, causing the flags in the streets and alleys to flutter one after another.

Cen Yuan looked out from his half-closed eyes, and he saw Yan Xuan tied up her hair again after leaving, put on her coat, and went out as if she asked Xiaoer to get some hot water.Not long after, he felt his body lighten, and it was Yan Xuan who picked him up and walked towards the bathtub.

He seemed to have just woken up from a short nap, with sleepy eyes, but he still hugged Yan Xuan, kissed and bit him, until the other party put him in warm water, he still refused to let go, even regardless of whether the splashed water would wet him clothing.

"Yan Xuan." He called hoarsely, but because the voice was extremely soft, it was more like a sigh overflowing from the depths of his throat.

The dense water vapor in the air made the color of his face darker, dotted on the original skin color, like a piece of delicate warm jade.

With one arm around his waist and the other behind him, Yan Xuan could only slightly tilt her head to look: "What's wrong."

Cen Yuan smiled, buried his face in the other's neck, and called out affectionately: "Yan Xuan."

At that moment, it seemed that everything in the world had become insignificant powder, and just this name and this person could become his everything.

He almost hangs himself on the other person's body and holds it tightly in his arms. Suddenly, he thinks of the names he has often heard recently, and silently thinks badly, intentionally biting the tip of Yan Xuan's ear, and softly calls out: "Husband. "

The part of the body that did not belong to him stopped for a moment, but the man still warned in a calm voice: "Don't move."

As if he had never heard of it, Cen Yuan continued to snicker, and shouted in Yan Xuan's ear: "Mr.

It doesn't matter whether it is intensified or overestimated, he just suddenly felt that once some words are spoken, they are really as addictive as the person in front of him, and he can't quit.

"I really like you too much."

There was an uproar with the sound of water, but Yan Xuan's middle coat and outer shirt were completely soaked after all, and all the processes were turned upside down, and the warm water flow became the best catalyst and propellant.

When it was finally over, Cen Yuan couldn't even open his eyes. He leaned into Yan Xuan's ear and shouted tirelessly: "Yan Xuan, Yan Xuan..."

"Yeah." Yan Xuan's voice was also hoarse, and said, "I'm here."

The corners of Cen Yuan's lips waved silently, like a satisfied kitten at the moment, imprinting brief kisses on Yan Xuan's cheeks.

He repeated this several times, and when he spoke again, he said, "I heard that there are several places outside Chang'an City that specialize in sheltering street children."

Yan Xuan didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, so she asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yan Xuan." Cen Yuan whispered, "I also don't want you to take risks."