Looking at the bright moon

It is said that celebrating birthdays is more grand throughout the year, but when it comes to Wen Mingyu's place, it is not grand every year.Wen Mingyu doesn't seem to pay much attention to all special seasons, whether it is a big festival passed down from generation to generation, or a foreign festival drifting from overseas to China, he has never seen him do it in a big way.As soon as the festive days came, he let go of his hands and let the people below manage. As a result, Wen Mingyu never asked whether it was lively or not.

Unexpectedly, this birthday, Wen Mingyu was extraordinarily caring.He set the venue for the banquet at Longyuan, and drew up a list of guests himself, from businessmen and politicians who had close contacts with the Wen family, down to many officials of the Wen family, and all of them received invitations.There have long been rumors that the owner of the Wen family has found his own son who was living outside. This time, in the name of celebrating his birthday, he is actually trying to push this little young master to the front of others, as the next owner of the Wen family. Come to meet guests.

That day came soon, and at six or seven in the morning, the servants of Longyuan began to decorate, which caused a rare excitement.The building where the dinner party was held was filled with bright and bright flower bonsai, and a red carpet stretched down from the steps to the outside of the gate.In the courtyard next door, a stage was set up temporarily, and even the seats for male and female guests had been properly arranged.

Sheng Huan looked up and saw that the sky was iron gray and the clouds were thick, tightly locking the heat underneath, as if a rainstorm was brewing.However, all the invitations had already been sent out, and before evening, people had already sent congratulatory gifts one after another, and it was too late to reschedule.Sheng Huan looked at the pile of presents piled high in the small study, and then squeezed the long carved lacquered wooden box tightly in his hand, feeling that his presents were a bit out of reach compared to these things.

He was in a daze when a male servant suddenly knocked on the door a few times, stood outside and said, "Young master, young master, please go to Dongyuan."

Wen Mingyu was busy from morning to afternoon, and Sheng Huan never disturbed the other party. Hearing the summons, Dang even hid the box in his sleeve and went to Dongyuan.

But to his surprise, Wen Mingyu was nowhere to be seen in Dongyuan's study, and the other party was waiting for him in his bedroom.As soon as Sheng Huan opened the door, he saw Wen Mingyu in a suit lying on the sofa, as if he was slacking off.The other party propped his chin with his hands, looked him up a few times, and said, "There will be guests coming soon, why are you still wearing this?"

Sheng Huan was still wearing loose silk clothes and trousers, which was his usual attire in Longyuan.He looked at Wen Mingyu with some reluctance, and asked in a low voice: "Do I have to go to meet the guests?"

Wen Mingyu smiled, although she didn't speak, her demeanor was undeniable.Sheng Huan had no choice but to go into the inner room to change clothes, and he put the box containing the gifts by the bedside. Just as Sheng Huan was putting on the suits he had prepared one by one, Wen Mingyu suddenly opened the gauze curtain and said silently. Came up behind him and seemed to be examining the way he was buttoning his shirt.

The eyes of the two met in the smooth and clear mirror, and Sheng Huan pinched the button under the collarbone, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason.Wen Mingyu's expression is obviously very calm, and his eyes are gentle, but in this situation, the more pure the gaze, the more embarrassing he is.Because the other person didn't do anything - just looked at him.

Not long ago, Sheng Huan found out the purpose of Wen Mingyu's holding this banquet, and was sullen for a while, because Wen Mingyu made this decision on his own regardless of his objection.That man forced himself to be his son in the eyes of others, Sheng Huan refused to submit, and simply refused to attend as the young master of the Wen family.Pei Ling came to persuade him twice, but Sheng Huan didn't let go. The third time Wen Mingyu came to be a lobbyist in person and asked, "Will the eyes of outsiders affect you?"

This question was too cunning, Wen Mingyu didn't admit anything, but Sheng Huan could only answer no.If not, he lost the reason to fight.

After he changed his clothes, Wen Mingyu silently took the accessories on the coffee table and put them on for Sheng Huan one by one.The two people in the mirror were both wearing black suits, Wen Mingyu's reflection was a few inches taller than his, because the distance was so close, there was a strange intimacy in his eyes.Sheng Huan couldn't help but keep staring at the mirror. Just as Wen Mingyu was tying the bow tie for him, the other party wrapped his arms around Sheng Huan's neck, and suddenly asked in a laughing voice: "It's my birthday anyway, and the kid doesn't even have a nice word. Would you like to tell me?"

Sheng Huan turned his head abruptly, their noses almost collided, he quickly dodged back and looked at Wen Mingyu nervously.

Wen Mingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was looking forward to it, but also as if he was playing a prank.Sheng Huan has never been good at speaking nicely, but in this situation, he can't keep silent.He pondered for a few seconds, then asked, "What kind of good words?"

This question seemed to make Wen Mingyu very happy. He smiled and pretended to ponder for a while before opening his mouth: "Probably the person who praised his birthday sincerely and in detail."

Although Sheng Huan felt that there was no one in the world who could be better than Wen Mingyu, but he couldn't do anything to get him to say this.What's more, Wen Mingyu's request was clearly teasing herself, Sheng Huan's ears felt hot, unwilling to be so passive all the time, so he gritted his teeth, stood on tiptoe, and moved his face closer to the other party.

Wen Mingyu quickly raised his hand to touch his chin, and reproached him: "I'm talking to you well, why are you still making moves?"

Sheng Huan replied, "I don't know how to praise people."

I don't know how to praise others, so I have to express it with actions.Wen Mingyu understood what he meant, immediately took a few steps back, and couldn't help but said, "I'm really spoiling you."

As he was talking, his eyes happened to fall on the carved lacquer box beside the bed. Sheng Huan followed his gaze and looked over, panicked, ran over without thinking, and stuffed the box under the pillow.Wen Mingyu followed behind him, seeing Sheng Huan's actions, she did not stop her.After Sheng Huan hid the things well, he asked with a half-smile, "What is that?"

Sheng Huan knew that it was something he prepared for the other party, but in front of Wen Mingyu, he felt that it was simple and worthless, and he was too embarrassed to let the other party take a look.But the gift must be given out after all, he was silent for a few seconds, and whispered: "I'll give it to you later."

Before Wen Mingyu could say anything else, the housekeeper hurried over.He stood outside the curtain and cleared his throat, waited until the two people inside looked at him, and then said: "Master Yue, Mr. Yue has arrived with Master Yongtang, and wants to see you...and the young master."

After sending the housekeeper away, Wen Mingyu didn't hurry to go, but asked Sheng Huan, "Do you want to go?"

At the dinner later, Wen Mingyu made an arbitrary decision to let him face many strange guests.Now I just wanted to meet two people, but the other party asked for his opinion instead.Sheng Huan was not afraid of facing Yongtang, he only cared about Wen Mingyu's question, and asked, "Will I make things difficult for you when I meet your nephew?"

Wen Mingyu was startled, and then laughed out loud, as if he already understood what Sheng Huan was thinking: "One of you is my son and the other is my nephew, so I have nothing to embarrass. But look at what Yongtang did in the past, You probably don't like seeing him either."

Sheng Huan thought to himself: When Wen Mingyu said such things, did he know that his son and nephew both had secret feelings for him?The other party may know what's on his mind, because he can never hide it.Others Sheng Huan didn't know, but as far as he was concerned, he couldn't completely cover up his feelings when he faced the person he liked all day long.Whenever he sees Wen Mingyu, his heart is like a container filled with boiling water. Not only will it hum, but hot water will boil from the opened lid.He couldn't control it at all, he just wanted to get close to the other party, grab the other party, even if it was very close, he wanted to get closer.

Sheng Huan really didn't like to see Yongtang, but if he can avoid this person today, there will always be a chance to meet him in the future.He thought for a while and said, "I don't care about him."

Wen Mingyu nodded, not expressing any opinion on Sheng Huan's answer. He straightened Sheng Huan's neckline and said with a smile, "Then let's go."

Yue Duanming was sitting in the front hall drinking tea. He was over forty years old, with a handsome face, wearing a dark robe, and a very tall figure. He was entangled in the chair like a beast, and he had the posture of a master more than his master. .When Wen Mingyu led Sheng Huan into the door, Yue Duanming's cup hadn't been put down yet, Yongtang who was sitting beside him immediately stood up and shouted impatiently: "Uncle!"

His eyes fell on Sheng Huan, the smile on his face faded immediately, he snorted coldly, and didn't look at him for a second time.

Sheng Huan pretended not to see him, and stood behind Wen Mingyu without saying a word.

Yue Duanming also stood up, first greeted Wen Mingyu, then walked around to the other side, with his hands behind his back, staring at Shenghuan.Sheng Huan knew that this was a friend of Wen Mingyu's, so he endured it silently for a while, but Yue Duanming didn't move at all, and had no intention of retreating at all. A minute later, Sheng Huan finally couldn't restrain the discomfort all over his body, and looked up at the other party coldly.

After being offended by this, Yue Duanming's face relaxed, he laughed loudly, and commented: "I don't look like your old man, but my temper is exactly the same." He raised one hand and waved a few times, and one of his followers gave him a hug. Walked over with a box and presented it to Shenghuan.The box was flat and dark, and it was firmly sealed by a silver lock. Yue Duanming knocked on the lid a few times with his fingers, and said: "This is a meeting gift. If you don't know how to use the things in it, just come to me."

Sheng Huan vaguely guessed what it was, but since the gift was given by a stranger, he didn't pick it up.The scene was deadlocked for several seconds, until Wen Mingyu coughed lightly, then he took the box and said to Yue Duanming, "Thank you."

Yue Duanming still refused to let him go: "Let's reciprocate courtesy, you took my things, you should also call me uncle?"

Pei Ling returned to Longyuan for several months, Sheng Huan was not commensurate with her aunt and nephew, and it was even more difficult for him to call a person he had just met Uncle.However, before he could come up with a countermeasure, he heard Wen Mingyu say: "Today is clearly my birthday, but Brother Yue left me alone and just talked to this child. What's the point?"

Yue Duanming knew that he was deliberately trying to rescue Sheng Huan, so he didn't say anything, pretending to be dissatisfied and protesting: "Who are you, and you still need my things? It's Yongtang who urged me to go back to Yancheng a few days ago. How did you treat you badly, do you want to hurry back and sue your uncle?"

Yongtang hadn't had a chance to speak before, but now he finally heard his name being mentioned, he hurriedly squeezed to Wen Mingyu's side, hugged his arm and said: "Uncle's birthday, of course I am anxious to come back to celebrate his birthday." He scanned again She glanced at Sheng Huan, raised her face and acted like a baby to Wen Mingyu: "I have spent a lot of effort in preparing a gift for you."

Wen Mingyu let him pester her, and replied: "It's good that you have this kind of intention. If you can also be so serious about studying, I will be even happier."

The way they talked was no different from what Sheng Huan saw when he first arrived in Longyuan.Although Sheng Huan knew that the two had been uncles and nephews for more than ten years, it was not surprising that they would have such an intimate behavior, but after all, a person's emotions cannot be controlled by reason, and Sheng Huan was a little unhappy .

At this moment, Wen Mingyu suddenly stretched out a hand and rubbed his hair.Like soothing a tantrum puppy.Sheng Huan was unwilling to be soothed by the other party's simple action, but he was indeed soothed, because after the man withdrew his hand, he turned sideways again and looked at him silently.

Yongtang tightly clutched Wen Mingyu's sleeves, his hands were trembling unconsciously, he was still trying to obey Shangying's instructions before leaving.Shang Ying told him that Wen Mingyu's view of Sheng Huan has changed a lot now, and if he still messes around like before, it might make his uncle even more unhappy.

He has to be well-behaved and obedient, and not noisy, so that he can be a more lovable junior.But Yongtang couldn't bear it anymore, just because of Wen Mingyu's subtle actions just now, he already knew that he was still Wen Mingyu's nephew, but Wen Mingyu was no longer his only elder.

The distant place suddenly became lively, the sound of cars and conversations, the arrival of guests.