Looking at the bright moon

Shenghuan dreamed of that night again.

According to the development of reality, after Wen Mingyu asked those three questions, he only gave him the right to hug, and no other actions were taken.But Wen Mingyu in the dream was not like this. He slowly stroked his palm along Sheng Huan's back, his thick eyelashes drooped, and he held him intently, with an extremely gentle expression.

Sheng Huan was almost on fire when he saw it, and knelt in Wen Mingyu's arms uncontrollably, wanting to kiss those dark eyes.The other party seemed to let out a low laugh, and stepped back a little, causing Sheng Huan's kiss to deviate from the direction, but landed on his lips.

"Do you like it?" Wen Mingyu repeated the previous question. He held Sheng Huan's comforting hand, and touched the fragile top with his fingertips.Sheng Huan yelled out, panting quickly against Wen Mingyu's side face, rubbed against the other's warm skin, and begged in a low voice: "Mr. Wen..."

Wen Mingyu seemed to be determined to get an answer, and forced to ask: "Do you like it?"

He exhaled moist and warm, and gently blew on the side of Sheng Huan's neck, making that small piece of skin crispy and itchy, as if being repeatedly teased by feathers.Sheng Huan couldn't help but dodged to the side, but was hugged by the waist, and there was a warm stabbing pain in his neck - Wen Mingyu lowered his head and bit him.

Sheng Huan shuddered all over. Not only did he not feel any fear at all, but he lifted his chin high with a strange excitement and anticipation.

The other party stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his Adam's apple like tasting a piece of pastry, sucking the skin there.Sheng Huan wanted to wrap his arms around Wen Mingyu's neck, but he didn't dare, so he had no choice but to clenched his clothes tightly, and put his lower body into Wen Mingyu's palm, rubbing it impatiently, wanting to get more comfort.

This time Wen Mingyu didn't push him away, instead she gathered her five fingers together and grasped Sheng Huan's desire.He lightly rubbed the swollen and trembling stem, and the thin calluses from the tiger's mouth brushed against the top, making Sheng Huan's waist sore and limp, and his legs spread uncontrollably to the sides, completely losing strength.

At the moment when Sheng Huan was in a trance, he suddenly heard the other party ask in his ear: "Do you like me?"

This time the tone was not as tender as before, it became cold and contemptuous.Sheng Huan took a breath, and saw Wen Mingyu straighten up slowly, staring at him closely, with a look of mockery and compassion, and asked slowly word by word: "Sheng Yunye, do you like me?"

Fear poured down his head like icy water, Sheng Huan suddenly opened his eyes, his chest throbbed with pain from the overly rapid heartbeat, he lay like a corpse for a long time, even though the sheets under him were soaked in cold sweat, he still did not dare to open his eyes. get up.

Even if he was beaten by Sheng Yun, bullied by others, or even when he mistakenly thought that he had killed someone, nothing like this dream made Sheng Huan despair.

From the moment he was born until Sheng Yunyi's death, he was always a bystander of Sheng Yunye's tragedy.Sheng Huan always thought that when Wen Mingyu left her, Sheng Yunyi was already crazy, her soul was dominated by too strong resentment, so she always tirelessly stated Wen Mingyu's crimes to him, and regarded him as that person I hate him the same, and I will miss that person's name until my death.

Sheng Huan hated her, but also pitied her.But he never imagined that one day, he would repeat her mistakes.

He slowly stood up, picked up something beside the pillow, and inspected it in front of his eyes.It was a red seal with nothing on it, except for a little gold powder sprinkled on the corner, and a slender plum blossom printed on it.Sheng Huan didn't open it, but he guessed the weight of the red envelope from its thickness.

When Sheng Huan first took it from the housekeeper, he was both happy and bewildered.This is the first time he has received a gift during the New Year, and the giver is Wen Mingyu—he didn't expect that the other party would remember him on this day. In his perception, this is the kind of treatment only Wen Yongtang would have.

However, it didn't take long for Sheng Huan to find that many of his servants were holding the same red envelopes and gathered together to laugh and chat.He listened intently for a while before he realized that it was prepared by the housekeeper instructing the accountant. The number may have been reviewed by Wen Mingyu, but it was just the treatment that everyone in Longyuan received, not because he was so special.

Sheng Huan sat quietly for nearly a quarter of an hour, his body was as cold as ice, and he didn't seem to feel cold.He stared at the red seal in his hand, and gradually made a decision in his mind.

His debts have been settled, and while he is still sober and still able to control himself, Sheng Huan is determined to leave this place that does not belong to him.

If he wanted to stay any longer, he was really afraid that he would become the second Sheng Yunye.

Before Shenghuan's plan could be implemented, an accident occurred halfway.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Sheng Huan had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he asked Zhang Mama to find paper and pens, and was studying how to write a farewell letter.Although he never went to school, the prostitutes under Zhao Siniang would occasionally teach him to read and write when they were bored. Messy letters, earn some pocket money.

Just as he was about to write, a servant suddenly ran into the yard and shouted: "Young master, young master!"

Sheng Huan came out in response, and found that it was a face he had never seen before, so he couldn't help asking, "Are you looking for me?"

The servant smiled and replied, "I'm here to see you. I'll take you to the Retiro Hotel for a dinner party."

Sheng Huan didn't receive this news at all, and suddenly became suspicious, and looked at the other party coldly: "What dinner party? No one has invited me." The servant seemed a little afraid of him, and he apologized and bowed, carefully explaining: "Please forgive me, I should have come a long time ago, but the young master suddenly assigned me to go out to do some errands, and I was running around all day, so I was delayed until four o'clock."

Seeing that Sheng Huan still had a skeptical attitude, he said with a bitter face: "It's a family banquet tonight, and all the people who go are our own people. The young master has ordered everything to be kept simple, so I didn't send a post. If you don't believe it, you can Go outside and have a look, the cars are waiting."

The other party's attitude was very sincere, and Sheng Huan seemed to be making things difficult if he wanted to continue the stalemate.But even though he lived in Longyuan for several months, Sheng Huan never regarded himself as one of them, let alone Wen Mingyu who hated him.To him, the reason for attending Wen's dinner party was too fantastical, as if it was something that would only appear in another world.

Thinking about it this way, Sheng Huan realized that Wen Mingyu just didn't want to deal with him recently, and it was a bit exaggerated to describe it as bored.His expression softened a lot because of this thought, but there was a little sadness in his heart.

The servant tried hard to persuade for a long time, and finally took Sheng Huan out.When they came to the gate of Longyuan, there were indeed several cars waiting there. One of the cars had its door open and the driver was leaning on it to smoke a cigarette. Sheng Huan had seen this man before. He had visited the injured Jiang Li a few times. Take his car.

Seeing him, the other party hurriedly threw the cigarette butt away, and shouted: "Young master is finally here, let's go, time is running out."

He greeted their earnest gazes and looked at the two with a blank expression.He didn't doubt the other party's identity anymore, he was afraid that it was another prank by Wen Yongtang, but what if it wasn't?

If it was really Wen Mingyu's invitation, he would have to go even if there was a knife in the sky.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the footman suddenly made a show of flirting with the driver, and the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, forced Sheng Huan into the car.Sheng Huan was caught off guard, and said angrily, "What are you doing!" He was about to rush down, when the servant saw this, he quickly closed the car door, stood in front of Sheng Huan, and shouted at the driver, "Drive!"

When the car started, Sheng Huan pulled the footman away and immediately went to push the door.The servant knew that he was no match for him, so he knelt down with a plop, hugged his leg and cried, "Young master, please come with us. This is what the young master meant. He said that if we didn't bring you to , Tomorrow I will break my legs and drive me out of Longyuan, this will kill me!"

He cried so loudly and miserably that Sheng Huan looked like an overbearing bully. Before he could make a sound, he heard the driver beg him for forgiveness.These two people took turns attacking each other, causing Sheng Huan's ears to ring. He couldn't bear the annoyance, so he asked: "You tell the truth, where exactly does Wen Yongtang want you to take me?"

Seeing that his attitude softened slightly, the footman kneeling on the ground wiped his face with his sleeve, and quickly replied: "It's the Retiro Hotel! The young master is indeed holding a banquet there, but... the matter of inviting you was fabricated by me. Young master He only let us trick you, and didn't explain the rest, and we don't know what he wants to do."

Sheng Huan glanced out the window, and found that it was indeed the route to the hotel, and felt a little more at ease.These two cheated him, which made him very displeased, but the other party did so only because of the persecution of the master.As a subordinate, one has never had any will or dignity to speak of. Sheng Huan knew this feeling very well, so he didn't intend to make things difficult any longer.

Since the place he was going to was not some remote and dangerous place, and Wen Mingyu was present, it was expected that his nephew would not do too much, so Sheng Huan was not so afraid.

It didn't take long for the driver to drive Shenghuan outside the Retiro Hotel.The traffic here is like flowing water, and guests come and go constantly. Sheng Huan didn't expect there to be so many people, so he was a little taken aback.The car passed the gate, but the driver did not stop. Instead, he turned the steering wheel and turned in from a narrow road on the west side.

At the end of the road is a small gate, guarded by a few tall men in black shirts. When the cars in front pass by, they have to stop at the gate and let them check it before letting them go.When it was Sheng Huan's turn to take the car, the guard only glanced at the license plate and asked suspiciously, "From Long Yuan?"

The driver smiled cautiously at them: "It's the young master's order."

Several guards snorted and said, "Master's distinguished guest has arrived." Then they backed away to make room for them.

These people are different from Longyuan's servants, they must be Wen Mingyu's subordinates, and they should have also been entrusted by Wen Yongtang.This little young master wasted a lot of thought in order to tease him.Shenghuan has experienced many things, and she is not very afraid at the moment.He turned his head and looked around, and found that this place was a small garden, with a long corridor straight ahead, and at the end was the main hall of the Retiro Hotel.The garden wall was made of bluestone bricks, high and smooth, cutting off his idea of ​​climbing out.

The two servants of Longyuan had already left, and Shenghuan walked around the garden alone, but the expected Wen Yongtang did not appear.He couldn't help but suspect that the other party's purpose in deceiving him was to hang him out for one night at this banquet?

He was planning his escape route when he saw a few cars slowly driving up the path, attracting the attention of the group of guards.Sheng Huan immediately seized this opportunity and ran to the main hall.

Sheng Huan's idea was simple, he was going to the place with the most people, even if those guards wanted to chase him, they would be hindered a lot.As long as he uses the crowd to shake off the eyeliner, it will be much easier for him to leave.

Sure enough, as soon as he ran, someone shouted behind him: "Stop!" Sheng Huan looked back and found two people chasing after him, but it was too late, Sheng Huan, like a nimble feline, rushed through the door in the blink of an eye Inside, the figure was submerged in bright lights.

Compared with the deserted small garden, the main hall seems to be another world.The place is illuminated like daylight by the lights, and brisk and melodious Western music is being played. There is a long table in the center, which is filled with drinks and pastries, and is quietly exuding a sweet aroma.Most of the guests at the banquet gathered here. Everyone was dressed in bright and fashionable clothes, with smiles on their faces, chatting together in one place.

Sheng Huan's intrusion did not cause any commotion. He knocked out a servant, put the man's clothes on his body, and successfully shook off the pursuers behind him.Even so, he was more nervous than before.Some of the faces in the main hall once appeared in the newspapers that Sheng Huan had read, but now they were standing in front of him alive.Sheng Huan occasionally heard them talking about Wen Mingyu, they called him "Third Master", and no one dared to call him by his first name.

The respectful attitude of the other party seemed to pull that person to an extremely long distance invisibly.Sheng Huan listened for a while, and felt that they were talking about another person, not the Wen Mingyu who had talked with him and played tricks on him.

He was in a daze when a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Sheng Huan's arm. The man asked, "Why are you here?"