Zhou Yan

It was another fine day with thousands of miles of clearing away. The green trees were covered with small white pink flowers, and the autumn wind blew them all over the ground. The young man was wearing a thin green shirt, and he turned his head under the tree. He looked so handsome. Look, someone in Moshang is young and romantic.

The little girl followed all the way, blushing a long time ago, pinching the handkerchief in her hand timidly: "Young master..."

The young man turned his head, but before he could speak, the expression on his face suddenly changed, his brows frowned, and his eyes with spring water seemed to be extremely sad.

The little girl's heart was pounding, could it be...

"Ah!"

The boy held back for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, and sneezed out.

Little girl: "..."

He rubbed his nose and complained to the young man in white who was holding a folding fan beside him: "Brother Zhou, I need to wear more clothes today."

Walking in a shady place without the sun is still very cold, with a chilly wind blowing.

Zhou Mingchao's fan was placed in Shen's house some time ago, and he just got it in his hand now. Zhou Mingchao folded the fan and held it in his palm. Hearing that the fan fell off, he handed his handkerchief to Shen Xian: "You don't need to go out, go back!"

"It's useful, Brother Zhou, you've taken care of me for so many days, so I still need a gift."

Shen Xian took the handkerchief and wiped his face, and Zhou Mingchao walked under the tree under the shadow of the sun. After Zhou Mingchao had been serving tea and moving around for the past few days, Shen Xian was finally able to walk on the ground. It still hurts, but at least it's bearable.

Zhou Mingchao saw that he could run and jump, so he went back to the mansion first, and Shen Xian saw that he was leaving, so he insisted on seeing him off, and refused to listen to him.

"Brother Zhou has taken care of me for so many days, and now he is going back, how can I not send him off! I am like this, what is the difference from being ungrateful, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!"

Shen Xian's original words were like this.

It's definitely not the reason why his mother asked him to go out to have dinner with Tudou Danzi, Shen Xian is serious.

"Alas!" Shen Xian shook his head, shaking off a few petals, and suddenly remembered something: "Did someone call me just now?"

Zhou Mingchao glanced at the girl who was petrified in the wind. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Xian wrapped his clothes tightly again: "Forget it, who will call me! I must have misheard."

Zhou Mingchao recalled the girl's shy and timid appearance, paused, took the petal off the top of Shen Xian's head, and said nothing.

"Brother Zhou, just send it here." Walking to the gate of the Zhou mansion, Shen Xian couldn't stand the cold, he was so cold that he gasped when he opened his mouth, "Go in, I'll be back."

Shen Xian was shivering from the cold, turned around and wanted to go home, he shrank his neck when the cold wind blew, it was really cold.

In the middle of the walk, Zhou Mingchao took off his clothes and put them on for Shen Xian. Shen Xian put them on, not to mention they were long and bulky, and they dragged the floor. They staggered every step of the way. Everyone on the road was looking at whose legs and feet it was. silly son.

Out of face, and thinking that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, Shen Xian took off his clothes.

When the man returned the clothes to Zhou Mingchao, he was still stubborn: "It's just a few steps, do I still need to wear clothes? I'm not cold."

These few steps are going to kill people in the cold!Shen Xian stubbornly waved his paw towards Zhou Mingchao one last time: "Brother Zhou, I will come to play with you in a few days..."

In the end, before the player could leave his mouth, he felt a familiar force coming from behind him.

"Brother Zhou?" Shen Xian slumped his neck, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Mingchao who carried him into the gate of Zhou Mansion, although he was a little puzzled but he didn't struggle: "It's still early, you don't need to keep me for dinner."

"I know."

Zhou Mingchao carried him across the threshold. There were not many people in his house, and they were all honest people who worked hard. He saw Zhou Mingchao coming back with a beautiful young master, especially the young master who used to be with his family. It was incompatible, and he did not show a surprised expression as if he had seen a ghost, but after paying his respects to Zhou Mingchao, he kept looking at Shen Xian's face curiously.

"Zhou, Brother Zhou," Shen Xian felt that he couldn't hold back his face. He glanced at Zhou Mingchao and found that this man had no intention of letting go. He called out and consciously covered his face with his paws.

As long as he couldn't see it, he wasn't the one who was ashamed.

"You wait here for me for a while."

Walking into the room, Zhou Mingchao put Shen Xian down, turned around and went to the back room.

This should be the courtyard where Zhou Mingchao lived. There is a large shelf in the south, which is full of books. There are four or five wolf pens on the nose shelf, an inkstone under it, and there is nothing superfluous on the desk.

Although there are few things, the lighting is very good. When the window is opened, it is full of golden light, making the room clear and bright.

Shen Xian took a look and then looked into the room, but the inner room was blocked by a screen, and the silk screen blocked the light very well, so Shen Xian didn't see any shadow.

Brother Zhou is too stingy, is there anything his best friend can't see?He even allocated half of the bed to him!After looking at it for a while, Shen Xian looked away, and sat down on the desk. Shen Xian fiddled with the brush while rambling in his heart.

The sound of steady footsteps gradually increased, and Zhou Mingchao came out from behind the screen, holding a pile of clothes in his hands.

Seeing Shen Xian sitting on his desk, he froze for a moment, then raised his hand to Shen Xian: "Come here."

Shen Xian almost sprained his ankle when he jumped down.

Zhou Mingchao frowned: "Slow down."

Shen Xian shook his head and walked up to Zhou Mingchao: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Mingchao didn't speak, but put the cloak he found out on Shen Xian's body.

"This dress was worn when I was 15 years old. It should fit you well."

Zhou Mingchao added a thick fleece coat to Shen Xian and a fox fur cape, and asked someone to get Shen Xian two Tang wives for Shen Xian to hug.

"Use my carriage to take Master Shen back."

Beside the carriage, Zhou Mingchao also put on the cloak hat for Shen Xian. There was a circle of fur around the hat. It was fluffy. Shen Xian was dressed like a little fat bird, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Is it still cold?"

Shen Xian was about to sweat, he shook his head like a stupid fat cat.

Zhou Mingchao touched his head and seemed to be smiling a little: "Go back."

Shen Xian nodded with his big head wearing a hat, turned around and went to climb the carriage.

"Ouch!"

The carriage was a bit high, and Shen Xian was dressed too thickly, he almost fell half way up the climb, Zhou Mingchao helped him up, supported his arms and sent him up.

"Brother Zhou, I'm leaving!" Shen Xian's voice came through the curtain, and he got into the carriage.

Until the carriage disappeared at the corner of the intersection, Zhou Mingchao looked at the intersection for a while, then turned silently and stepped into the gate.

Zhou Mingchao's courtyard is like his study room, except for some flowers and plants, there are no other unnecessary things. When the courtyard door is closed, the autumn wind howls, and the people's voices are shut out.

In the quiet study room, he was the only one who moved. He picked the charcoal fire in the stove, took a book from the bookshelf, and spread the rice paper on the bank. The white paper was smudged, but Zhou Mingchao didn't know what to write.

The writing brush was put back on the pen holder, and Zhou Ming leaned back on the chair. He was the only living thing in the yard. When he also calmed down, the surrounding silence seemed to stagnate, and the room was not cold. But there was a sense of stuffiness, which made people a little depressing.

But Zhou Mingchao got used to it a long time ago. Except for the few years when he first remembered, his parents were always by his side, and his surroundings were a little angry. Since Yongnan Wang and his wife entered Beijing, Zhou Mingchao became quiet like a pool of stagnant water. , used to be just a calm child, although he was old, he would smile embarrassedly, but now he has become a polite but indifferent young man.

In the past few years he has been in Linzhou City, everyone has to say that the young son of the Yongnan Palace is as gentle as jade, noble and unparalleled, but Zhou Mingchao is not close to anyone, even the owner of the city. Zhou Mingchao didn't visit often, and he closed the courtyard door like this more often, as if he was the only one living in this world.

In the first few years when his parents left, Zhou Mingchao was still young. Although he was past the age when he was afraid of sleeping alone, when he woke up in the middle of the night and saw the empty room, the half-grown child curled up silently, he was still afraid, but he was afraid It's useless, I closed my eyes and listened to my own breathing in fear, and sometimes I didn't fall asleep until dawn.

The city owner and his wife wanted to take him to Shen's residence, but at that time Shen Xian had just grown up and was gradually showing signs of rebellion, and had repeated unhappiness with Zhou Mingchao. The young man had a lot of self-esteem, and he always stayed alone in the mansion to watch Looking at the sky outside the window, spring and autumn come, Zhou Mingchao has grown up.

He became an independent, reliable, and thoughtful teenager. Now that I think about the past, I don't feel sad, but there is only one thing.

Zhou Mingchao twisted the fingers holding the rice paper, Linglong dice set red beans, he didn't know what his mood was...

In the past few days, he felt that he looked at Shen Xian a little strangely, it was not Shen Xian, but himself, he felt that when he looked at Shen Xian again, his mind was a little different from before.

When I was young, I just thought Shen Xian was cute and lovable, and wanted to protect him. When Shen Xian grew up, he was a little disobedient, and he was just angry at him. The smart and well-behaved Shen Xian shouldn't be like this, but now, Zhou Mingchao looked at the desktop When he thought of Shen Xian sitting on this table and waiting for him to come out just now, he felt a little weird, the numbness was still a little sweet, and now he could still think of the scene of Shen Xian sitting on the table shaking his legs, the expression on his face His skin is fairer than the rice paper on the table.

In the past, he just thought that Shen Xian was pretty, and he didn't pay attention to the details of Shen Xian's appearance, but now, he knew that there was a small mole under the corner of Shen Xian's eye, and his eyes would stare very round when he was frightened , the already big eyes can become bigger, and Shen Xian's lips are bright red when he wakes up in the morning, brighter than rose flowers...

Zhou Mingchao picked up a pen and wanted to draw a picture of Shen Xian.

"Brother Zhou!" The silent door was opened, and Shen Xian, who had gone back and forth, stood at the door: "I'll return your clothes!"

The white paper was torn in half, Zhou Mingchao raised his head, his world alone was broken.

The author has something to say:

Together, you stay together with me, woo woo woo

Today I went to climb the Oriental Pearl Tower. There were so many people. I waited for a long time, but the night view is still very beautiful!