The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

On the dance floor, the intimacy of the two young masters of the Gu family as if no one was watching naturally aroused many whispers.

"No wonder Gu Wenyue looked at Mr. Gu when he was playing the piano just now. Were they already a couple?" "I read a lot of gossip on the Internet saying that, but I don't know the details."

"Mr. Gu also has no objection?"

Some people quietly went to see how Mr. Gu was doing, and saw him looking at his two dancing sons with a big smile on his face.

Someone explained: "The two brothers are not related by blood. Gu Wenyue should not be in the Gu family. It's okay to be together." "Yes, they are about the same age and have a compatible personality. If I am an elder, I agree."

"It is also true."

Gu Chong must know that the intimate interaction between the two children today will cause some discussions, but he doesn't care.

He has kept a low profile all his life, but he is willing to make a high profile only when it comes to his two children, and even eagerly hopes that the whole world will know that his two good children, Gu Chong, have similar temperaments and a very good relationship.

Yang Zifang on the side sighed softly: "I can't tell that Jin Cheng is so emotionally active."

During the last jewelry event, she knew that Gu Jincheng really liked Gu Wenyue more than ever before, because he wanted to protect and pamper him in the palm of his hand.

"Should be."

Holding the wine glass, Gu Chong smiled, "Since he heard Wen Yue call out brother, it's hard for him to take the initiative in everything. Wen Yue has a good temper, but sometimes he's still lazy. When he takes the initiative, I'm afraid I'll wait until I'm old." , can't wait anymore."

Yang Zifang smiled after listening.

I have to say that as a father, I still understand the temperament and psychology of the two children very well.

After a dance, Gu Wenyue and Gu Jincheng walked to Gu Chong's side together.

At the same time, neither of them mentioned the dialogue they had just danced.

Gu Chong said with a smile: "You danced well. But Dad can't sit still, so I have to go back first."

Gu Wenyue hurriedly pushed his wheelchair: "Let's go, go back and rest early."

Gu Chongdao: "Wen Yue, stay with Jin Cheng and entertain your friends well. Don't let them think that our master is not considerate."

Gu Jincheng saw that the people beside him were a little tired, so he said, "Dad, I got it, I will arrange for Wen Yue to rest for a while. I'll just greet the guests."

Gu Chong nodded when he heard the eldest son say that.

Mr. Gu was about to leave, so the guests naturally saw him off, and after talking a lot, the two children sent him to the car.

Gu Wenyue turned around to look at the magnificent and luxurious courtyard, and leaned against Gu Jincheng's side: "No, I'm so tired." Suddenly quiet, the whole person seemed to be exhausted, and just wanted to find a bed to lie down on.

Gu Jincheng supported him, instead of going back to the banquet hall, he went to take the elevator instead: "Rest here tonight. I have reserved the best guest room for you."

"Ah?" Gu Wen was more puzzled, thinking of so many guests, there must be many who need to stay overnight, so he didn't ask any more, and yawned, "I don't even want to take a bath, I just want to sleep for a while."

But in the early morning, he still wanted to send Gu Jincheng birthday gifts and blessings.

As the numbers in the elevator changed, Gu Wenyue took out his phone to set the alarm clock.

Gu Jincheng caught a glimpse and raised his eyebrows, but he didn't make a sound or ask.

Gu Wenyue yawned and entered the luxurious suite, and went to the bathroom to wash his face before he became a little more awake.This kind of banquet looks lively, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive. After attending it, there is an inexplicable feeling of emptiness.

He also prefers a soft and firm bed to a more flamboyant socializing.

Gu Wenyue stood at the end of the bed, stretched out his arms exaggeratedly, let go of all the strength in his body, and fell on the bed. "Ah! It's so cool."

As soon as I fell down with my eyes closed, I felt someone standing beside the legs hanging at the end of the bed.

Gu Wenyue opened his eyes and looked up at the tall man: "Do you have to socialize? You go, I'll rest here.""

The man is silent.

Gu Wenyue recalled a certain ambiguous experience, and was a little sensitive to the gesture of the two of them. He lifted his leg up a little, but he held down his knee.

Seeing the man half-kneeling on the bed, leaning close to him, he suddenly felt oppressed, and he stepped back: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jincheng pressed his palms against his face, leaned over to face his face: "You are not allowed to play the piano for others, you understand?"

The cold phoenix eyes were moist, but they carried a strong possessiveness that Gu Wenyue had never seen before.

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Gu Wenyue smelled the faint smell of woody perfume and wine all over him, and wondered if he was a bit drunk with wine?He gently pushed his shoulder: "Got it, go socialize."

Gu Jincheng paused word by word: "Not allowed, dance with other men."

Gu Wenyue pursed his lips and nodded slightly: "Yes."

After saying these two sentences, the two looked at each other in silence.

At the moment when the man above suddenly pressed down, Gu Wenyue covered his lips with his palm, and asked, "Tell me first, is your pocket towel today... the one from that night?"

When it comes to that night, the memories of the two naturally emerge at the same time.

Gu Wenyue felt slightly embarrassed, but still looked at him straightly, for fear of missing any subtle expressions on his face.

Gu Jincheng's forehead pressed against his forehead, and the tip of his nose pressed against his cheek: "Yes."

The two were too close, if it wasn't for Gu Wenyue's palm, they would almost have lip to lip.He continued to ask: "You hid it on purpose, so I can't find it?"

"Yes."

Gu Jincheng closed his eyes slightly, and slowly rubbed the tip of his nose against his soft skin. There was a fresh breath on the freshly washed cheeks, and the jade-like touch fascinated him.

The mobile phone placed on the bed rang.

It seems that many people are looking for the host of the birthday party.

Gu Wenyue laughed.He picked up the phone and handed it to him: "Hurry up and socialize. I'm looking for you."

Gu Jincheng reluctantly picked up the phone, saw the incoming call and said, "It's Zheng Ye looking for me."

There are too many guests today, and it is true that it cannot just disappear.

Furthermore, he had other plans for later, and he didn't want the person in front of him to be too tired.

Gu Wenyue thought that he would get up, but who knew that he actually pressed his body on half of his body and answered the phone by himself, so he could only hold his breath.

Taking advantage of his inability to do anything to himself, Gu Wenyue scratched his head with one hand, and twisted his ears a little.One is the joy of plucking the beard on the tiger's head.

Gu Jincheng's left hand can't move too much, so he can only "bully" him while listening to the phone.After listening to Zheng Ye's words, he replied in a deep voice: "Well, it will be here in five minutes."

Gu Jincheng hung up, threw the phone casually, his phoenix eyes stared at the perpetrator like a tiger's eyes.

Gu Wenyue raised his knees to push him up, glared at him and asked, "Aren't you leaving? Assistant Zheng will come up and arrest you soon." After speaking, he laughed to himself.

But with a smile, he suppressed his smile because Gu Jincheng's eyes were too hot.

Gu Wenyue couldn't stand him staring at him like this, swallowed his Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jincheng just got up, stood by the side of the bed, and rubbed his hair: "It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll be back in a while." He had to socialize and make arrangements.

"En!" Gu Wenyue pushed him to hurry.

When the people left, Gu Wenyue leaned against the pillow, closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of tonight, and couldn't help laughing.

Thinking of something urgent, he quickly took out Moyu Guanyin and put it under the pillow, checked the alarm clock, and fell asleep after making sure there was no problem.

Late at night, eleven o'clock.

Gu Wenyue was woken up by the alarm clock, he turned on the wall lamp before going to bed, and he hesitated a little when he woke up.

While yawning, Gu Wenyue thought, why is Gu Jincheng not over yet?

It's almost midnight, and his birthday present has to be delivered.

There are a lot of WeChat messages on Gu Wenyue's mobile phone. He opened the WeChat group where he has been checking the news, and saw various Weibo messages sent by Ding Hai and others.

Ding Hai: [@古文越文越哥, what are you doing?Can you take a look at Weibo?Your Weibo exploded! ] KKKKKiya: [@吴文越哥, your Weibo is blown up]

An Xue: [@古文越文越哥!Your Weibo exploded! 】

Gu Wenyue...

He clicked on Weibo, and there were so many private messages and comments that they were all ellipses.

The first weibo post is a photo of him cutting a cake with Gu Jincheng, he has read the comments before, so what?

Gu Wen clicked in and saw the inquiry in the front row.

"Little Gu Gu, is the phrase "Golden Wind and Yulu Reunite" a secret code between you and Da Gu?"

"Little Gu Gu, please come out to me and beg you. If you don't tell me tonight, I may not be able to sleep." "I'm in the intensive care unit. I can only recover if you explain to me, Xiao Gu! Please!"

Gu Wenyue just woke up and was still confused. He only knew that the marriage vow he wrote at Yunjing Temple was indeed "Golden Wind and Jade Dew", but how did the fans know?

Did Gu Jincheng tell the whole world about the trending search?impossible.

Gu Wenyue felt that Gu Jincheng would not be so high-profile.

He switched back to the WeChat group and replied to them: [What did the fans ask?Why can't I read it? 】

Ding Hai: [vomits blood]

KKKKKiya: 【Brother, you... you haven't been sleeping all the time, have you? ] An Xue: 【! !Weibo is so noisy, are you sleeping? ? 】

Gu Wenyue: [Yes.What's wrong? 】

As soon as it was sent out, more than a dozen dynamic images of "vomiting blood" frantically popped up on the screen.

After a few seconds, Ding Hai sent out a screenshot. 【Brother, take a look. 】

KKKKKiya: [According to my grandmother's suspenseful novels I have read for many years, it should be related to Mr. Gu]

Gu Wenyue clicked on it, and it was a long screenshot of the hot topic list on Weibo.

There are thirteen people on the topic list from front to back, and there is a spacer at the front of each topic, which happens to be: once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win the countless people in the world.

The font of this poem is completely different from other fonts, it is thin gold.

Gu Wenyue thought he read it wrong, opened Weibo and clicked in, and found that the topic was changing in real time, but the previous poem remained unchanged, as if it was specially marked on the website.

The first topic on the hot search list is also about this: What does #微博的金风玉露 mean? #

Almost all the speculations of netizens.

"Just, can Weibo still play like this? It's so fresh!"

"I just want to know, how much does it cost? Is it a trending search?"

"Is this a trending search? This is pinned on a trending search! Topics are changing, only this sentence keeps hanging up"

"If no one comes out today, I might be crazy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Is it related to Gu Wenyue or not?"

"It seems to be related. Gu Wenyue's birthday is today, and the font is thin gold. If I remember correctly, Gu Wenyue showed off the thin gold body. It's really elegant and beautiful!"

"Could it be that Gu Wenyue really likes this line of poetry, so someone used this method to show their favor?" "Da Gu: Why don't you just give me my ID card?"

"If this continues, everyone will become Gu scholars! Gu Wenyue is a treasure!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"It's so sweet, it's so sweet, I've never been so envious of a man, fuck, Gu Wenyue, I really have you!"

Gu Wenyue couldn't help but laugh. After he quit, he switched back to the WeChat group.

Ding Hai: [Brother?Is it convenient for you to tell us?How about talking quietly? ] Gu Wenyue: [I said that I just woke up, - I don’t know, do you believe it? 】

KKKKKiya: [I believe it!But, you should know, right?Right?Otherwise, why did it happen to be this sentence? ] Gu Wenyue: [Guess~]

KKKKKiya：【啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊】安雪：【今晚应该是微博重度用户的无眠之夜】

Ding Hai: [Hold your head and cry.jpg]

At this time, there were faint footsteps outside the door.

Gu Wenyue quickly lay back, put the phone aside, and pretended to sleep.

It should be half an hour before twelve o'clock, and he still has a chance to be the first to send him birthday wishes.

After the door knocked, there seemed to be a few minutes of conversation at the door.

Gu Wenyue guessed that Gu Jincheng and Zheng Ye were talking.

After the door was closed, there was the sound of a man's heavy and light footsteps.

Afterwards, Gu Wenyue was startled by the man who suddenly leaned over to him, and his tightly closed eyelashes trembled.

A faint smell of alcohol hits the face.

The more Gu Wen thought about it, he must have drunk a lot, and his whole body was extremely warm.

Gu Jincheng moved his arms forward along his neck, hugged him in his arms, pressed his chin on the back of his shoulder, and said with a deep and sexy smile: "If you pretend to sleep, did I kiss you?"

"!!"

Gu Wen suddenly remembered what happened that day, and hid under the blanket, angrily, "Why did you wake me up?!"

"Get up." Gu Jincheng coaxed him gently, hugged him tightly to prevent him from slipping away from his arms, even carried him up and took him out of the quilt, pressed his lips next to his ear and said, "I have a gift For you."

It has to be said that Gu Jincheng who drank alcohol was more reckless.

But this presumptuousness is not the rudeness after drinking, but more like the exposure and release of his truest inner world.

The more Gu Wen saw his appearance of being slightly drunk after drinking, the more he was obsessed with the reality of his emotional leakage.

He leaned into his arms, curious: "What is it?"

Although Gu Jincheng's left hand was injured and he couldn't use his strength, the strength of his right hand remained undiminished. After hugging him tightly, the tip of his nose was pressed against his ear: "I will deliver it before, and it will arrive in two days. Guess what?"

You have to send it before, and you have to wait to arrive.

Gu Wenyue reacted: "The last customized perfume! Has it arrived yet?" Holding his forearm, he turned around between his warm chest, and asked face to face, "Where is it? I want to smell it!"

According to the perfumer at the time, he would send several scents to him for confirmation, and it would take many rounds of discussions to finally determine the exclusive perfume that belonged to Gu Wenyue.

The ones sent this time should be more than one fragrance test?

The person in front of him suddenly approached, Gu Wenyue instinctively leaned back: "Huh?"

Gu Jincheng's face after drinking was paler than usual, and his phoenix eyes were as unfathomable as a well of ink. He raised his head slightly and pointed to his neck: "Here."

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Gu Wenyue's nose twitched, his eyes full of doubts: "What?"

"Can't you smell it? I opened it and sprayed one." Gu Jincheng smiled, "If you don't believe me, you can smell it."

Gu Wenyue moved closer and muttered in a low voice, "You smell of alcohol all over your body."

The tip of his nose slowly approached the collar of his snow-white shirt. There was still only the smell of wine, and there seemed to be a faint scent. Was it the smell he was talking to the perfumer at that time?

Gu Wenyue couldn't remember, just when the tip of his nose was almost touching the soft skin of Gu Jincheng's neck, he suddenly pressed his waist hard against his chest, and subconsciously placed his hands on his shoulders.

Gu Jincheng smiled lowly, rubbed his cheek against his forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Wait until you take the initiative to hug me, why is it so difficult, Wen Yue."

This deep voice originated from the heaving chest, but also from the heart.

After Gu Wenyue listened, he couldn't help wrapping his arms around his shoulders and neck, buried his face in the fossa of his neck, and clearly felt the beating of the arteries.Hearing what he said, I felt numb all over my body, even my fingertips.

He retorted in a low voice: "Then you said that you want me to take the initiative to hug you, will I refuse?"

Gu Jincheng's embrace became tighter and tighter, and their chests were almost tightly pressed together. "Well, so it's still my fault."

"No." Gu Wenyue's two long legs were still buried in the warm quilt, but his entire upper body was nestled in his arms, his body was twisted and he could only lean against him, and said softly, "Isn't it okay if I hug you more in the future?" ?Um?"

He shook his arm slightly, shook him, pursed his lips and smiled, "Huh?"

"Mmm." Gu Jincheng rubbed his back.

"So, where is my perfume?!" Gu Wenyue pushed him away, frowning, "Oh, you lied to me? You didn't prepare a gift at all?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound made him instinctively shrink back into Gu Jincheng's arms. "What rings?"

Gu Jincheng smiled brightly, and got off the bed with his right hand in his arms: "Your gift. Don't you want to see it?"

Gu Wenyue stood up by himself, put on his slippers, ran towards the tightly drawn curtains, and was instantly shocked by a grand firework exploding in front of him.

Gu Wenyue opened the window on the balcony, looked up and walked out with a bewildered expression.

After wearing it, he saw fireworks for the first time, and couldn't help staring at the suddenly illuminated sky like an innocent child.

Under the boundless night, amidst the huge fireworks, the figure in white looks so thin.

Gu Jincheng quickly pulled out a thick striped blanket, draped it over his shoulders, walked outside the terrace and hugged Gu Wenyue from behind, pulling him into the large and warm blanket.

He buckled his waist, letting him lean against himself, with his cheek against his, and at the same time he raised his eyes to look at the fireworks blooming one after another in the sky.

Gu Wenyue leaned back gently against him, his whole body was warm and he didn't feel the chill, the fire in his peach blossom eyes might be fleeting, but this gentle warmth was reliable enough to make him feel at ease.

The sudden sound and the bright and magnificent fireworks patterns create dreamy and beautiful moments one after another.

At this moment, all the guests in the castle, without exception, draw the curtains or step out of the terrace, looking up at the night and the magnificent fireworks display under the bright moon.

In the cold night, Gu Wenyue heard him whisper in his ear: "Wen Yue, happy birthday."

Gu Wenyue turned around in the warm blanket and put his arms around his waist, his sparkling peach eyes were moist: "Why do you always coax me?"

Always use some beautiful romance that surprises him to capture his heart.

Gu Jincheng hugged him, and pressed his forehead against his forehead: "You know."

"I do not know."

Gu Wenyue closed his eyes, his eyelashes were like butterfly wings, the tip of his nose touched his nose, even his lips were unconsciously approaching, almost touching his dry lips when he spoke.

His voice was soft and hoarse, "If you don't tell me yourself, I may never know."

The arms on the back of his waist tightly strangled him, and he had no choice but to stick to him.

The soft lips of the two touched at this moment, and before Gu Wenyue could react, he kissed him hard.

He was a little dazed but couldn't push away the domineering man. Even though he didn't know how to respond, he could only close his eyes with trembling eyelashes, feeling his gentle and strong kiss.

The feeling of numbness until his fingertips trembled made Gu Wenyue lose his soul. Amid the fireworks, he heard Gu Jincheng ask in a very magnetic voice: "Do you remember that punishment?"

Gu Wenyue put his arms around his neck, still unable to recover from the faint kiss of wine, and responded in a whisper: "What?"

Gu Jincheng couldn't help pecking and kissing his lower lip, which was as soft and plump as a peach: "At Biyun's family banquet, you said that I can think of any punishment conditions."

Gu Wenyue vaguely remembered this matter: "Yes."

He closed his eyes, imitating how he treated himself, and gently pursed his lips, and then he hugged him and kissed him again.

Amid the heavy breath, the two separated again.

Gu Jincheng leaned against his cheek, pressed his fingers against his beating heart, and said slowly, "Wen Yue, you have been with me for a long time."

With his beating heart on his fingertips, and his affectionate words in his ears, Gu Wenyue's eyelashes trembled even more: "Yes."

Gu Jincheng almost bit his ear and said: "So, I want to punish you and let me stay with you for the rest of my life."

When the last word fell, Gu Wenyue felt his heart being tapped forcefully by his fingers, and there was a thumping vibration, as if it had been knocked into his chest.

Gu Wenyue wrapped his arms tightly around him in the brief moment of fascination, and gave him the active hug and kiss he wanted.He asked in a low voice: "Have you ever thought that maybe you have always been with me?"

Gu Jincheng was moved by this sentence and the sweetness he offered, and then took the initiative in a more enthusiastic way, pushing people into the balcony while kissing.

The two hugged each other, leaned against the window, and rubbed their ears together over and over again to express their thoughts.

Before his sanity was about to completely collapse, Gu Wenyue pushed him away fiercely, anxious to get angry: "Gu Jincheng! You made me miss the best time for me to give you a birthday present!"

He rushed to the bed and took the small box from under the pillow.

The light near the bed was brighter, which made Gu Wenyue startled, before realizing what he and Gu Jincheng were doing just now.Holding the box, he turned around and stared at the tall man in the blanket from afar.

It seems that the lips look red and moisturized.

Gu Wenyue suspected that his own lips were the same, so he looked away somewhat awkwardly.

"What's the matter?" Gu Jincheng was rarely lazy, leaning against the wall, raised his hand to him, and smiled lazily and full of masculinity, "Where's my gift?"

Gu Wenyue walked over slowly, stood at a distance, and handed it into his hand, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled him over, throwing himself into his arms, and being hugged tightly by him.

Gu Jincheng took out the box from his hand, but it was inconvenient to open it with one hand, so he handed it to him.

Before Gu Wenyue opened his fingers again, he looked into his eyes and reminded with a smile: "If you don't like it, don't tell me, just pretend to like it."

The beautiful and delicate eyebrows dyed smile, as sweet as honey.

Gu Jincheng couldn't help but kiss the peach blossom eyes on the top, and responded to his words.

Gu Wenyue's jade-like fingertips opened the small box, revealing Moyu Guanyin emitting a moist light.Moyu is deep and steady, and Guanyin is gentle and kind with low eyebrows.

Gu Wenyue leaned his chin on his shoulder and said in a low voice: "You don't need to wear it, it's okay. You can keep it at home to keep you safe."

"No." Gu Pucheng kissed the tip of his nose and the corners of his eyes, "As long as it is given by you, I will wear it."

——All exceptions are only given to him.

Gu Wenyue stared at him, kissed his ears involuntarily, and said softly, "Gu Jincheng, happy birthday."

He looked deeply into his phoenix eyes, saw his own appearance, his own eyes, and couldn't help calling his name gently again, "Gu Jincheng."

"Thank you."

Thank you for letting me have the deepest concern and the most reliable dependence in this brand new world.