The past ignites old dreams

The night is cold and clear into the four eaves, and the fragrance of the smoked cage is warm and the clothes are added.

This winter has come quickly but has been slow to get cold.There have been several snowfalls at this time in previous years, but this year's first snowfall in Qinghe didn't come until Qiao Ran arrived.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, birds in the snow are contending everywhere, and clouds and scarlets are as thin as feathers.

The white snow and goose feathers are like catkins blown by the wind.

In snowy weather, everything is silent, but if there is a little movement, the sound becomes clearer.

The wheels pressed the snowflakes, leaving two traces, which were covered by fresh snow after a while.

Qinghe City.Qinghe Mansion.

There is a man dressed in brocade and red fur, looking forward to brilliance, holding an oil-paper umbrella with old bamboo as the bone and phoenix and auspicious crane as the face, standing alone under the Jiuhua Pagoda in front of Qinghe Mansion.

The carriage entered the city gate and walked along the central axis road, riding snow all the way.

The coachman stopped the white horse, "Woo--"

Saying goodbye to Tai'an and seeing each other again, like this first snow, the snowflakes are flying, and the whole world is filled with whiteness.

Also filled his eyes.

Qiao Ran didn't open an umbrella and sank into the snow step by step.

Finally he walked up to Cui Yan, but stopped a step away.

A radiant smile gradually spread on Cui Yan's lips, the smile is as bright as a spring mountain, and the person is like a red plum in March.

Cui Yan: "I'm back."

Qiao Ran: "I'm back."

Cui Yan handed the umbrella to the middle.The snow fell harder and harder, and it made a soft sound when it fell on the umbrella surface.

Qiao Ran took the umbrella from him and put it away.

Clusters and clusters of snowflakes are like elves, like butterflies, dancing lightly, wrapped in silver.

Cui Yan's hair was soon covered with snowflakes, and like Qiao Ran, it turned white.

Qiao Ran stared blankly at Cui Yan.

It is impossible for me to grow old with you, but at this moment, Cui Yan, I will grow old with you.

The snow keeps falling, let time freeze.

In the carriage, Cui Ling's face was gloomy, and he remained silent. He lowered the curtain and closed his eyes disheartened.

Years and years of love, bamboo and horses form a pair, losing to his new love and old love, and they will eventually belong to each other.

After entering the mansion, the little wolf and little tiger who hadn't seen Qiao Ran for a long time were so happy that they were busy taking care of him.When they heard that Qiao Ran was coming, they vacated the Chenmeng Building early, cleaned it up and decorated it.

After Lu Mingzhu met Qiao Ran face to face, she returned to her Haitang Pavilion early.Everything is fine.

Qinghe Mansion is not larger than Fan Yangtang, but it is well arranged, and the layout is concise and very solemn.It is like a small Forbidden City, with clear inside and outside, symmetrical left and right.

The eldest son of the Cui family is active in the capital all year round, and the third son is still a child who is accompanied by the prince and lives in the capital.There are only two heads of the Cui family living in Qinghe Mansion, one is the second son Cui Yan, and the other is the eldest lady Cui Qianxue.

When I saw Cui Qianxue again, she was still so beautiful, so beautiful that she became more obsessed with just looking at her.How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world, it is amazing.

Qiao Ran had just finished taking a hot bath and changing into clean clothes when he heard the little wolf call him, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Missy is here!"

Qiao Ran had an inexplicable sense of closeness to his relatives towards Cui Qianxue, so he had no scruples, and came out with a towel on his hair before it was dry.

"Sister Cui! 5555!" Seeing Cui Qianxue's T︿T expression, Qiao Ran cried dryly, "Sister Cui, you don't even know how miserable I am all the way here! I can't live .”

Cui Qianxue was amused by his appearance. She covered her mouth and smiled, then pulled the towel off Qiao Ran's head, and pressed Qiao Ran to sit down. She stood behind Qiao Ran and wiped his hair.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, your hair has grown a lot."

"It's all three thousand threads of trouble..."

"I heard from my servant that you and my second brother were still standing stupidly in the snow for a long time on such a cold day."

As soon as Cui Yan was mentioned, Qiao Ran became terrified and didn't say a word.

Cui Qianxue said again, "Cui Yan is a cold-hearted person. He has to do many things. You have to learn to understand him. From now on, you should also get along well with Miss Lu. Since you have entered the family and are under the eaves, look up Don't see you with your head down, you should be more open-minded, don't worry about it too much."

Even a pig could understand Qiao Ran's words. He immediately became angry, but when he got up and turned around to see Cui Qianxue's face, no one could be angry with such a peerless beauty. Qiao Ran calmed down after taking a deep breath, "Cui Qianxue Sister, things are not what you think. Whether I like Cui Yan or not is my own business. Whether Cui Yan likes me or not is his business. I never said I like him, and he never said he likes me. Miss Lu is the woman he is about to marry, how can you compare me to her? I am neither a male favorite nor a concubine, neither want to possess nor fight for love. "

Cui Qianxue was silent for a long time, the towel fell from her Qianqianyu hand, she shook her head and sighed, she said, "I was wrong. I thought that you, like Cui Ling, would stay with him forever no matter what."

"A lifetime is too long." Qiao Ran picked up the towel and rubbed it in his hand, "There are so many stars around him, and I'm not the only one missing."

Cui Qianxue smiled softly. She saw the snow outside through the screen window reflecting the snow, but it still didn't stop.

"The green mountains are like walls, and the bones are like snow. I don't want my younger brothers to die in battle."

"What?" Qiao Ran didn't understand Cui Qianxue's words, "Is there really going to be a war?"

"I hope nothing will happen." Cui Qianxue brushed her hair behind her ears, her temples were full of flowers, revealing her soft pearls, "Women have their own ways."

"What do you mean?" Qiao Ran was flustered when she heard that, and she instinctively told him that Cui Qianxue's "method" must be terrible.After all, her surname is Cui. How many people in the Cui family are normal?

"Qiao Ran, can you promise me one thing?"

"Tell me." Qiao Ran felt the seriousness of the matter more and more, and he said solemnly, "As long as I can do it, I will die."

Cui Qianxue pushed open the window, and the bone-piercing wind mixed with the snowflakes of flying flowers rushed towards her face, "Qiao Ran... I'm afraid I can only go here. The eternal sadness is covered with snow, and the world is like floating smoke in a blink of an eye. If something happens to my brother, if you travel all over the country, you will find his bones for me. Can you do it?"

Qiao Ran's breathing was stagnant, and his heart stopped for a few seconds. His eyes were sour, and he opened his mouth a few times before trembling, "No."

He is Cui Yan, how could something unexpected happen?He will only surprise others.

Cui Yan.

Qiao Ran squeezed the towel in his hand tightly, water drops dripped and sank into the carpet, his heart also fell into a bottomless pit silently like falling water drops, "Sister Cui, to tell you the truth, although I don't I understand how your power games are played, but I have already expected that there will definitely be a situation that does not end well. This is why I came back, I want to help you."

"Promise me, you've helped me." Cui Qianxue's cheeks were already flushed by the wind and snow, her hair was fluttering behind her back, and her whole body seemed to be ecstatic, unrealistically beautiful.

Qiao Ran put the towel on the table, walked over quickly, and closed the window for her, "Sister, I promise you."

Maybe it was because Qiao Ran called her "sister", or maybe it was because he promised her.Cui Qianxue burst into tears, "Okay, that's all right, each of you has promised me. I can go with peace of mind."

"Sister Cui, where are you going?"

Cui Qianxue covered her sleeves and wiped her tears, buried her head for a moment, and then raised her head. The pear blossoms were still wet with tears, but she smiled slowly. Cui Qianxue took a small step forward and hugged Qiao Ran's waist.

Qiao Ran was taken aback, his body was stiff there, he raised his arms in embarrassment, not daring to touch Cui Qianxue.

"I heard that Mrs. Lu's young master likes you very much."

"No, we just—"

"Hush—" Cui Qianxue leaned into Qiao Ran's arms and said softly, "Let me hug him for a while."

"but I……"

But I am not him.

Qiao Ran fell silent.I heard Xiaoyue mention it before, it seems that a long time ago, Cui Qianxue was going to marry into the Lu family, but Lu Wenyu had her own heart at that time, and she failed the most beautiful woman in the world, and then Cui Yan and Lu Mingzhu got married.Who marries whom, who marries whom, is not important to their big family, what is important is that Cui and Lu must marry.

Cui Qianxue left Qiao Ran's chest, put her feet up, touched Qiao Ran's head, and laughed, "Look at your stupidity, no wonder my brother loves to bully you."

Between a tree of plum blossoms and a snowy moon, the plum blossoms are clear, the moon is bright and the snow is bright and cold.

No one knows how long it will take for the first snow this winter.

Cui Yan is very busy.He has a lot to do.Qiao Ran sat on the bed with his legs bent, holding the book in his hand that traveled with him from modern times. The quilt was warm, and he was drowsy. The book in his hand fell with a clatter, but he didn't notice it.

Chenmenglou was originally the living place of the wife of the head of the Cui family. The Jiaofang Dandi, warm and fragrant, is extremely luxurious.This is the place where Lu Mingzhu should live, but the person living in it now is Qiao Ran.A plain, ordinary man.

On one side of the room, there is a bronze multi-branch lamp like a small tree, with red candles burning on each "branch".It looks dazzling like red coral from a distance.

The gatehouse lights outside were lit.

someone is coming.

Facing the wind and snow, there was a burst of fragrance of yellow plums.

Cui Yanxue was dressed like a flower, Xiaohu closed the door for him and retreated.

Cui Yan picked up Qiao Ran's dropped book and put it beside his pillow.

He leaned over and looked at Qiao Ran carefully. This person seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell the difference.Cui Yan stroked Qiao Ran's cheek gently, and stroked his lips back and forth with his fingers.Qiao Ran woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed that among all the beings in the world, only Cui Yan really existed in front of his eyes and in his heart.

Qiao Ran unconsciously wrapped his arms around Cui Yan's neck, and faced him up, he closed his eyes again.

He kissed him.

Different from the first superficial touch, this time is longer, more lingering, and more gentle.

Qiao Ran has kissed many people, almost all of them were acting.Gentle, violent, shy, painful... Only this time, it is unforgettable and serious.

After a kiss, Qiao Ran let go.

He moved to the inner side of the bed and lifted the quilt, "It's cold outside, come in and sit for a while, I've covered the heat here just now."

Cui Yan took off his coat, and sat down obediently under the bed warmed by Qiao Ran just now.

"Qiao Ran..." Cui Yan pursed her lips, as if she could still feel Qiao Ran's warmth.

Cui Yan was sitting, Qiao Ran was lying down, he looked at Cui Yan who was about to say something, and laughed, "Pervert, you also have a time when I'm sure of you?"

Cui Yan, who was still frowning slightly, also smiled. His smile was so beautiful, like a flower in bloom, brightening the night.

"Cui Yan...you don't need to tell me some things. Didn't I tell you?" Qiao Ran took a long breath, "There is no need for promises between us, okay?"

Cui Yan smiled and nodded.

Qiao Ran looked at him and smiled, feeling like a fire was burning in his heart. He understood that he was duplicity.If you can't get it, what is your fate?

Cui Yan took the book he picked up just now, "What are you reading?"

Although Cui Yan was asking Qiao Ran for the title of the book, he had an expression of "you can read books" on his face.

Qiao Ran took the book, turned over, supported his body with his elbows, clicked on the cover and said, "This is "Zhu Shenghao's Love Letter."

"Oh——" Cui Yan remembered, "You told me that someone asked you to play the role of Zhu Shenghao."

"It's a pity I can't act." Qiao Ran pursed her lips.

"Who did he write the love letter to?"

"His wife, Song Qingru. They are all translators worthy of the respect of future generations."

"Then how are they doing?"

"A gifted man and a beautiful woman, Chai Mi and his wife, writing poems and translating books, singing and playing chords." However, Qiao Ran didn't finish speaking, fate tricked people, and after two years of marriage, Mr. Zhu Shenghao passed away due to illness, leaving orphans and widows, it was very desolate.

No one can be the master of destiny. It is destined for three minutes, so I will write down the good things, and leave it for later to worry about how hard it will be in the future.

Qiao Ran turned over and sat up with the book in his hand. Cui Yan was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he put on his coat for him.

Qiao then warmed his back, and the eyebrows on his face relaxed. He looked at Cui Yan, wanted to laugh, but didn't smile, extreme joy gave rise to sorrow, and if there is no result, try to restrain yourself, Qiao Ran familiarly turned to the pages he folded, " I'll read you some passages that I like."

"it is good."

"If the two of us dream together in the sound of the rain, how different the artistic conception is, or lose sleep in the sound of the rain together, how interesting it is;

Don't worry about getting old, you must be cute when you are old.And if you are ten years older, of course I am ten years older, the world is ten years older, and God is ten years older, all the same;

I want to watch the rain in the thatched pavilion, watch ants by the rockery, watch butterflies in love, watch spiders weaving webs, watch water, boats, clouds, waterfalls, Song Qingru sleeping sweetly..."

"Qiao Ran..."

"Wait, wait - there's this sentence." Qiao Ran quickly turned the page, stopped pointing at that line and read it word by word, "I'm willing to give up everything to miss you for the rest of my life."

Cui Yan pulled out "Zhu Shenghao's Love Letter" from Qiao Ran's hand and put it aside, he lifted Qiao Ran's chin, forcing him to look at him.

There seemed to be tears in Qiao Ran's eyes, but there was still a smile on his lips.

Cui Yan's hand slid down, over Qiao Ran's Adam's apple, over his collarbone, and untied his pajamas.

Cui Yan's fingers seemed to be charged, and Qiao Ran trembled in his hands.Clothes fell down like snow pieces, entangled with black silk, and embraced each other skin to skin.

Qiao Ran seemed to have sunk into a blue sea and blue sky.The waves rushed to the shore one after another, and he was like a palm tree on the beach, the branches and leaves trembling in the sea water that was higher than the waves, and the black roots fluttered and fluttered under the water.His mouth was blocked by the salty sea waves again, leaving a body of white foam... and it was like being thrown on the endless stars, up and down, deep and shallow, light and heavy, like a meteor passing through the universe, a red giant star burning to the ground The limit, the nebula rotating, the black hole engulfing... At that moment, it all exploded in my mind, whether it was the speed of time or the reverse flow of time, whether it was the pain to the limit or the immortality, whether it was love, desire, fusion, endless light years.

I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for a while.

There is a sentence in "Zhu Shenghao's Love Letter", Zhu Shenghao said to Song Qingru, wake up and feel that I love you.

When Qiao Ran woke up, there was no one sleeping on the other side of the bed.

Beautiful scenery on a good day, thousands of styles, no one can say.

The author has something to say: Mao Pang, the author of "Huanxisha - August [-] Night, Dongtang".

Full text: The night is cold and clear into the four eaves.The phoenix trees are cold and green to the curtains.The florets are not finished, and the candles are off.Yaoweng Boduichun is here, who is Jinping's dream of buckling.The smoked cage is fragrant and warm, and the clothes are added.