Lian Jun

It was raining continuously, and the tide and wind were warm, as if it penetrated into the bones, and the whole body rusted away.Martial arts were abolished, Wei Chixi was disheartened, his family was in the hands of others, and he was confined as a plaything. How is it different from a walking dead.

Wei Chiqi leaned motionless under the window, listening to the rain hitting the glazed tiles, watching the dense green on the tall sycamore leaves, one after another, pressing heavily outside the window.The bedroom door was pushed open with a "creak", and someone moved in cautiously, with very light steps, approaching him little by little.

He closed his eyes in disgust, pursed his lips tightly, and said nothing.

"Can you eat something... okay?" She asked cautiously, timidly, with a voice like a chick shivering after being drenched in the rain.

But Wei Chixi knew that this person was far from being so weak.

She closed her eyes and ignored him, pretending she didn't hear him.

The man leaned closer as if to please him, squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and asked earnestly: "This is the dessert made by Mrs. Tuowei. I said you like it..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Chixi's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes suddenly.Raising his hand vigorously, he waved the opponent's hand to the side. The man was unstable, and was pushed by surprise, and fell to the floor obliquely.

Then a scimitar came to his throat, and blood could be seen every minute.

"Han Lin!" The person who fell to the ground was more anxious than him, and immediately stopped him: "Don't hurt him!"

"He is disrespectful to the prince." The guard said coldly, but still withdrew the knife.

Hearing that the prince asked him to go out and wait, before leaving, he warned Wei Chiqi: "If you are rude again, I will tear you apart!"

His original owner was not the little prince, but he was ordered by his master to guard his left and right sides.The master asked him to take care of the prince's safety. This person has repeatedly offended the young prince and deserves to be killed.

When Han Lin raised the knife, Wei Chiqi raised his neck, neither humble nor overbearing, wishing that the other party would really kill him.

Now that Han Lin left, Wei Chixi stared at the little prince next to him, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you do to my mother again!"

Bo En was terrified by the venomous gaze, shivering like a frightened bird, clearly frightened but unwilling to take a step back, and explained to him in a stumbling manner: "Mrs. Wei is absolutely not hurt at all! Feiya Villa is fine. I... I just, just asked Madam to make some of your favorite...snacks, you never eat, I..."

"Everything is all right?" Wei Chiqi sneered twice when he heard these four words, as if he had heard a big joke, and stared at Bo En as if he wanted to pierce two blood holes out of him.

"I, Feiya Mountain Villa, have been famous for generations, but I have only been in the rivers and lakes, and I have never been involved in the court. But you have charged me with false charges and bullied me with the power of the court! Suppress my villa, imprison my parents, and hold my little sister! More waste My martial arts are restricted here, so that I can't live or die!"

"Tell me! What is this called An Hao!"

Wei Chiqi cried blood at every word, squeezed the chair tightly to feel his powerlessness, but his body was still tense, his face was pale after not eating a drop of rice for several days, his voice was hoarse after roaring, and his lips were dry and chapped Blood.

Bo En's heart ached, she reached out her hand to wipe the blood off his lips.But when he stretched it out in front of him, he heard Wei Chiqi's sincere words: "Get out, don't disgust me."

Hearing this, Bo En trembled all over, with a sad expression, and hid his hands in his sleeves.But he still stubbornly pushed the food box on the table towards him, hesitantly hesitated to speak, and exited the room.

During this period of time, it has been like this, one hates it deeply, and the other hesitates to speak.

Boen, Boen, it's really heartless and ungrateful.If I had known today, I shouldn't have saved him in the first place, and I wouldn't be repaying my kindness and burdening my family now.

Wei Chiqi felt futile and powerless.

The little prince who was kicked out was still reluctant to leave, and stood outside the closed door, with the sound of pattering rain behind him, chilling his heart and lungs.

Why is it so difficult to like someone and want to keep someone?

He didn't understand, and he took a step back, but still seemed wrong.He did keep Wei Chiqi by his side, but Wei Chiqi hated him and wished he could kill him.

"Is there any way to make him eat?" Bo En murmured, as if he was a little absent-minded, he looked at the cold forest, his eyes were full of despair that he couldn't get what he wanted.

Han Lin nodded, turned around and went to do it.

In the early morning of the second day, along with the stomach-nourishing hot porridge, there was also a rectangular brocade box.

Wei Chixi opened it and saw a delicate begonia pearl flower.It was a pair of flower-leaf white begonias that he gave to my little sister when she was in her bun. The little girl couldn't put it down and wore it every day.He caressed the familiar Zhuhua, thinking of the person wearing Zhuhua, he called him "Brother Chiqi" brightly and charmingly.I was coerced that night, my temples were scattered and my eyes were hazy with tears.

The more I thought about it, the tighter my chest became, I closed the brocade box, and picked up the porridge bowl under Han Lin's gaze.

Bo En was threatening him, threatening the safety of his beloved little sister so that he would not seek death.

Later, Wei Chixi ate all the three meals a day.

The little prince was very happy, but he didn't know that it was Han Lin who went to Feiya Villa to ask for this.He secretly hid behind the flower stand, picked up the rose leaves, and was stabbed several times.Just looking at the people in the attic, the silk shirts with wide sleeves were comparing some moves, as if they wanted to recover their martial arts.

He thought, Chi Qi didn't look better in these silks and satins than in the past, which imprisoned his chicness.Those arrow-sleeve boots from before are more suitable for him.

Bo En wanted to curry favor with him, so at night he sent piles of new clothes and boots, all of which were made according to his past preferences.There is also a high-quality Longquan sword, which was given to him by his father in the past, and it is said that there is a dragon chant when the sword vibrates.He was not willing to show off his adornment, so he kept it carefully.Thinking that Chi Qi was a good swordsman, he happily found the best sword in the world and wanted to give it to him.

The palace is brightly lit, and it is as bright as day at night.In the attic bedroom where Wei Chi lives, high-burning oil candles shine brightly through the gold-painted ruyi patterns on the lampshade.It also made the stacked gorgeous clothes even more dazzling, and there was even a sword inlaid with treasure and wrapped in a gold sheath shining brightly, piercing his eyes.

What did Bo En think of him?A caged bird in any dress?

He didn't know that Bo En was holding these things and using excuses to appear in front of him.

Wei Chiqi sneered, took off the nearest lampshade in front of him, held up the candlestick and threw it on the pile of clothes on the table.The fire ignited in an instant, and the clothes were licked by the flames, and they were scorched black and turned into ashes.

There was a moment of joy in Wei Chixi's eyes, but he saw the little prince rushing forward in a hurry. He thought he was sorry for the clothes, but he reached in regardless of the fire and grabbed the Longquan sword.

Holding her tightly in her arms, she retreated away from the fire on the table.

The outside servants rushed in when they heard the commotion, those who put out the fire and those who cleaned.As soon as Han Lin came in, Bo En immediately hid his hands behind his back and stood beside Wei Chiqi, with a stubborn attitude of a little beast protecting food.

When Wei Chiqi saw him pull the sword out of the fire just now, a large red and swollen blister seemed to burn on his pampered hands.

Wei Chixi stood indifferently, letting the servants rush, remembering that he was the most afraid of pain, but now he can bear it...

Just thinking about it, Wuxin's gaze fell, and he saw that his hand hidden behind his back was indeed blistered, and the sword was still trembling while holding the sword in his hand.

Bo En only said that he accidentally dropped the candle, and let Han Lin go out again.

After everyone cleared up, he turned around and wanted to give him the sword.

Bo En said: "This is left to me by my father. I have always wanted to give it to you. It is... the best Longquan sword. You should like it..."

His stature was a head shorter than Wei Chiqi's. Wei Chiqi looked down at the earnest young prince by the candlelight, his eyes were red with tears, as if he was trying his best to bear it.A pair of scarred hands offered him a sword.

The tears flickered, and they became more crystal clear under the candlelight.

Seeing that Wei Chixi was upset.Sometimes he really doesn't understand, this bullying prince, a good person can't understand it, and a bad person is not thorough enough.His eyes are full of sincerity and kindness, and he is so sure that he cuts his wings.

It's ridiculous to say it, Bo En did all this just to keep him.

Bo En likes him, as if he likes him so much that he can't keep his heart, but he wants to keep him.So he abolished his martial arts and confines him in the attic of the back garden of the palace, like a canary raised by their powerful family.

As proud as he is, he was also the young owner of Feiya Villa in the past.It's just that those years in the past seemed to have been completely shattered under the iron cavalry of the imperial power with the Canglan sword that was broken that night.

Martial arts are useless, what do you need a sword for?

Wei Chiqi's eyes avoided the particularly horrifying burns on his fair skin, he didn't pick up the sword, and he stopped arguing with him, and turned on the couch with his back facing him as if he was going to sleep.

It was silent for a long time, so silent that Wei Chiqi thought he had left.After maintaining a stiff posture for too long, he turned over and bumped into Bo En's face.

The wet eyes were exactly the same as when they first met.It's just that in addition to attachment and admiration, there is also timidity and sadness.The person who is the culprit is the most sad and wronged.

"What exactly do you want?" Wei Chiqi asked him from the bottom of his heart, he really didn't understand him.

Bo En got closer again, the little prince was sitting on his couch, when he lowered his head, a string of teardrops fell, splashing a dark flower on the brocade quilt.

"Brother Chi Qi, can we...can't be the same as before?"

As Bo En said, her thin shoulders trembled, she couldn't hold back her tears even after enduring it.He was so sad that the two of them had come to this point, which made him sad and powerless.

Clearly, it wasn't like this at the beginning, he just wanted a happy ending.

Wei Chiqi looked at him as if he was watching an idiot's dream, he still didn't understand Bo En.

His tone was cold, he turned his back, and told him decisively and cruelly: "Impossible, I won't be able to go back."

Bo En's uncontrollable sobs sounded next to his ears, he swallowed and let out a sound.And absolutely should not, Bo En shouldn't have said those loves at this moment, those most exciting and cherished moments in Wei Chixi's life.

Bo En asked him in disbelief, with an unwilling and aggrieved tone as if Wei Chiqi had failed and belittled his affection.

He tried hard to help the other party remember: "You sent me away that day, you said that if I come back, you..."

Wei Chixi, who had been turning his back to him, couldn't bear it anymore, and strong resentment rushed into his heart. Now, why should he say these words!

Turning back in anger, with full strength and without mercy, he pulled Bo En up, threw him on the couch, and pressed him under him.He was dizzy with anger, and all the resentment and hatred he had suppressed these days were poured on the little prince who he thought was the culprit at the time.

He roughly tore off the other person's clothes, clamped the other person's chin tightly, forced him to face himself, and asked him viciously: "Do you want this only! Don't you!"

The person being restrained was shaking all over, his eyes widened and weeping, he couldn't believe that Wei Chixi would treat him like this.It's clearly the closest distance, but the intimate person is talking, killing his heart.

Bo En desperately refused, clenched his neckline to stop Wei Chiqi from moving, and begged hoarsely, saying that he was afraid.

Wei Chiqi saw him covering the back of his scalded hand in front of his chest, and the blisters were horribly red and swollen. Only then did he realize what he was doing, let go of him, his eyes were filled with ashes.

They should all understand.

The world is like a broken mirror, and it will be difficult to reunite after all.