Looking at the bright moon

Winter nights are much colder than summer days. There are no people chatting in the shade on the streets, and there is no sound of playing, singing and selling in the streets and alleys.Only the red lanterns hanging to reflect the New Year are still hanging under the eaves of the shops along the street. The night is dark, and the lanterns have been extinguished long ago. The lanterns themselves are like balls of fire, rolling and swaying in the wind, showing a lively bleakness Come.

Yongtang's cheeks were so cold from the cold, and he held a pair of unconscious hands in his sleeves. He used to think that this gesture of shrinking his hands back was ugly and humble, and he never allowed it to appear on him.But now he was so cold that he couldn't stand it, and he lost all manners and face, so he just walked forward like this with his own anger, and the destination has not been decided yet.

A short man pushed a flatbed cart and walked past him. There was a boiler on the cart, which was steaming hot, and the overflowing sweet fragrance warmed Yongtang's cheeks.He involuntarily followed his eyes, the man pushing the cart was very sharp, he stopped immediately, his purple cheeks showed a flattering smile, Yongtang's clothes made the man's back bend, and he said to Yongtang: "Master Do you want to eat glutinous rice balls? There are red bean fillings and sesame fillings, keep them warm after you finish eating, so you won’t be afraid of the cold any more.”

Yongtang swallowed dry and cold air unconsciously, and stretched his hands into his pockets.Before touching the wallet, he suddenly noticed the black ash accumulated on the edge of the boiler, and the pile of porcelain bowls that had been used by countless people were piled up in the corner, and a nausea surged from Yongtang's empty stomach.He also detested this self who was tempted by such cheap and dirty food, so he quickly waved his hands away, unwilling to say a word, and walked away with a cold face.

There are very few pedestrians on the side of the road, everyone is in a hurry, and everyone has their own way back.Yongtang originally had a way home, but after today, it seems that that way home no longer belongs to him.

Even though Yongtang only stayed by his parents' side for four ignorant years, he can still vaguely remember some of the events at that time.After arriving at his uncle's side, Yongtang realized even more that even close relatives who stay together day and night may not be as close as a lover who is happy with each other.The actions and conversations between relatives are mostly open and open, and can be exposed to the sun openly, but when lovers get along, there are too many whispers that two people can understand, sometimes even without words, a look, a movement, all belong to them alone hint.No third party can step in and understand this kind of secret. It is this unique privacy that creates the unique intimacy between lovers.

In the past, Yongtang made things difficult for Shenghuan because he regarded himself as the person closest to Wen Mingyu in the world.But seeing such a scene today, Yongtang couldn't get angry anymore.As long as he stays in Longyuan for a second, he will be overwhelmed by overwhelming disappointment, and Yongtang has to face the reality: in this family, he has become a complete outsider.

This recognition made Yongtang's heart feel as if it had been hollowed out, he couldn't even feel sad, he just felt hopeless.He has become a shell that has lost all emotions and desires, so empty that it urgently needs to be filled, but Yongtang understands that he will never be able to get what can fill him.

Finally he couldn't walk anymore, and got angry with himself when he walked. He was not a person who could bear hardships. After starving and freezing for a long time, his body gave in before his emotions.Yongtang stood on the side of the road in a daze, wanting to hire a car to go back to Longyuan, but the street was already empty, so there was no driver to send him.

Only then did Yongtang regret that he should have lied to Lu An and asked him to report to Wen Mingyu that he was temporarily staying at a friend's house, and that he would not return to Longyuan tonight.At that time, with a little revenge, he wanted Wen Mingyu to miss him for a while, but now that he is really living on the street, no one will come to him again.

He hurriedly walked back along the way he came from, fortunately Yancheng was the place Yongtang was most familiar with, so he would not get lost.After a few steps, Yongtang suddenly realized that he was outside the house where Shangying stayed in Yancheng.

At this moment, Yongtang didn't care whether he came here on purpose or not, he hurriedly stepped up the steps, ran to the gate and rang the bell.Unexpectedly, his fingers hurt from pressing, and no one answered inside yet.Yongtang finally remembered that Shangying seemed to have rarely returned to Yancheng in the past few years. There was a thick layer of dust in front of this door, and no one must have come in and out for a long time.

This discovery made Yongtang let out his last breath. He just sat on the steps, hugged his knees, and thought angrily: Just freeze me to death. If I freeze to death outside, I will definitely make my uncle feel guilty for the rest of his life. .

The thought was easy, but after sitting for a few minutes, the cold wind pierced into his collar and skirt as if alive, and Yongtang realized how cold he was.He breathed on his hands in vain, his teeth chattered, half cold, half frightened—what would he have done if his uncle hadn't sent for him?

Just when Yongtang was about to lose feeling in his legs, two beams of bright car lights suddenly turned around the street corner and approached slowly, shining directly on his face.Immediately there was a sound of brakes, the lights of the car went off suddenly, and Yongtang heard the dull sound of the door opening and closing.

A person jumped out of the car and strode towards him.The night covered the opponent's face, but the opponent's steps were very familiar to Yongtang, the person walked very neatly, the distance between the soles of his boots hitting the floor tiles was almost exactly the same, those steps could only be taken by someone who had been a soldier.Yongtang's whole body collapsed violently, as if he had finally landed on the ground from a high altitude, and before the person approached, he had already taken the initiative to meet him and threw himself into the other person's arms.

Shang Ying was pushed back two steps by him, her voice was somewhat surprised: "Yongtang? It's so late, why are you sitting here?"

His voice was like a thunderbolt, which suddenly awakened Yongtang's numb emotions, and all the grievances burst out at this moment. Yongtang grasped the other party's skirt, and there was voice and tears almost at the same time: "Seventh brother, I'm freezing."

Shang Ying was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Ever since Yong Tang grew up, he had never heard the other party call him that.He hugged Yongtang who was covered in cold and looked like a block of ice, without thinking, he immediately unbuttoned his collar, put the cloak he took off on Yongtang's shoulders, pressed him against his chest again, and walked out heavily He took a deep breath and said, "Let's go in and talk."

Shang Ying came in a hurry this time, and didn't even have time to clean the house.Fortunately, he brought a lot of people, and quickly cleared out a bedroom, lit a charcoal basin, and placed Yongtang on a soft bed.Yongtang was shivering at first, and couldn't speak clearly, so Shang Ying simply got into the quilt with him, and held him in his arms to warm him for a long time.Yongtang's bluish-white cheeks finally showed a tinge of blood, and his frozen eyes gradually turned left and right, looking at him with grievances, as if waiting for his question.

"Are you hungry?" Shang Ying did not continue the topic just now, but instead focused on his food and clothing.

Yongtang hesitated for a few seconds, feeling that it would be disrespectful to admit it immediately, but before he could delay for a while, his stomach already made a series of noises, answering the other party's question.

Shang Ying rubbed his stomach amusedly, and teased him: "Screaming so loudly? Then why don't you eat well, if the person who ran into you today was not me, wouldn't you want to make a joke in front of others."

In the past, Yongtang was dissatisfied with the other party's discipline, and always had to reply a few words. He didn't want to hear Shang Ying say this now, but he felt unprecedented kindness, which made his nose sour and his eye sockets moist and swollen.He fiddled with a copper button on the other side's skirt, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm still cold."

Shang Ying knew that he must have suffered a great grievance today, but she didn't tell the truth, she just hugged Yong Tang a little tighter, and called the servants to prepare for supper.Yongtang was also abnormally obedient today, not only did he not quarrel with him, but he even ate everything from the kitchen.Shang Ying leaned against the bed without saying a word, watching the other party hold the bowl and swallow the soup in small sips.Once Yongtang concentrates on what to do, his appearance is extraordinarily quiet, very similar to his gentle and elegant uncle, this is probably the only similarity between the two uncles and nephews.

As soon as Yongtang put down the bowl, Shangying asked, "It's getting late, do you plan to stay here, or go back to Longyuan?"

As soon as the other party mentioned Longyuan, Yongtang's emotions, which had been so hard to calm down, surged again, and he turned sideways in a hurry, saying: "I won't go back!"

His ending sound twisted strangely, Shang Ying listened, suddenly leaned over, turned to him, immediately widened her eyes, and asked in surprise: "Why are you crying again?"

Yongtang was afraid of being laughed at, so while pushing him, he shouted loudly: "Go away, don't look at me! I cry if I want to, don't worry about it!"

Shang Ying said: "You really have no conscience. I don't spend a year with my family. I came here from Jin'an to Yancheng to accompany you, not to see how you look."

After he finished speaking, he turned over and got off the bed. Seeing this, Yongtang threw off the quilt anxiously, and called him in a soft voice: "Shang Ying!"

Shangying bowed down/wearing boots.Seeing that he didn't say a word, Yongtang seemed to be really hurt, and felt a little guilty.He didn't mean to lose his temper with Shang Ying, but because the two were close, and he was not someone who could bear grievances, he couldn't help but vent his anger on Shang Ying.It doesn't matter who ignores him right now, but Shangying can't ignore him, Yongtang simply stretched out his arms, hugged Shangying's waist tightly, and called again: "Seventh brother!"

This accent is sticky, waxy and soft, similar to being coquettish.Shang Ying finally turned her head and glanced at him sideways: "Are you cheating?"

The pretended seriousness on Shangying's face didn't last long, and was soon covered by a smile.He twisted Yongtang's face with two fingers, Yongtang shrank back in pain, his eyes were staring at him, but his body didn't move.Fortunately, Shang Ying didn't torture him for long, and quickly let go of his hands, wiping his tears with those two fingers.Unexpectedly, it would be better not to touch it, as soon as Shang Ying wiped it with her fingertips, new watery light immediately filled it up.When Yongtang couldn't hold back her sobs, Shang Ying finally let go of her hands, and said in a helpless voice: "Cry, cry for as long as you want, and tell me well after crying, how did you suffer?" What a grievance."

Wen Mingyu used to coax him like this when he was a child, but now that Yongtang hears this sentence again, he doesn't feel comforted at all, instead he becomes annoyed for no reason.He glared at Shang Ying with tears in his eyes, and said angrily: "What's the use of telling you, sooner or later, I will become your outsider, can you control me for the rest of my life?"

Shang Ying heard the soaring resentment in his words, she was startled for a few seconds in surprise, and then couldn't help laughing: "What nonsense, I watched you grow up, how come you will become an outsider to me in the future?"

"Why not?" Yongtang answered quickly, apparently having already prepared the answer in his heart: "After you have a sweetheart and marry her, won't everyone except her be your outsider?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice amplified accordingly, and when the end sound fell, only the sound of Yongtang's rapid breathing could be heard in the room.Shang Ying sized him up for a while, then nodded her head a few times, as if she had understood the ins and outs of Yongtang's temper.He asked, "uncle Wen is getting married?"

Yongtang answered no.

"That is - he has a sweetheart?" Shangying imitated Yongtang's tone perfectly.

The other party's ridicule made Yongtang blush, but he would never admit that his relationship ended without a problem like this, and he lost to the downright inferior person in his eyes.He uttered two words firmly: "No!"

Shang Ying didn't ask any more questions, but Yongtang understood that rather than saying that the other party believed his words, it was better to say that Shang Ying himself was not interested in the truth of the answer.Shangying has never been like his elder brothers since he was a child, because of the friendship between Yue Duanming and Wen Mingyu, they both like to hang around Yongtang's uncle.He stayed with Wen Mingyu the longest time, but he was the one who was the least close to Wen Mingyu.Yongtang was willing to befriend him when he was young, more or less thinking that the other party would not compete with him for his uncle.

"Don't worry," Shang Ying suddenly lay down beside him, folded her arms behind her head, and said, "I'm not getting married."

Without waiting for Yongtang to question, he added slowly: "I won't like other people either."

He narrowly blinked at Yongtang, with a relaxed expression, as if what he said was not a big deal: "I will care about you for the rest of my life, and I won't treat you as an outsider. Are you satisfied with that?"

Yongtang was completely stunned, he tried hard to convince himself that he didn't understand, but his head and face seemed to be burning at the same time, every inch was scorchingly hot.In fact, he had a premonition of Shangying's answer a long time ago. The strange thing is that Yongtang not only did not feel disgusted, but took it for granted, just like he took all the benefits he deserved for granted.But I guess it was very different from the other party’s own confession after all, Yongtang suddenly didn’t dare to face Shangying anymore, he hurriedly crawled to the bedside, kicking his feet in search of slippers: “It’s up to me whether you get married or not.” What's up."

One foot was put on, but the other slipper was never seen.Yongtang didn't know what he was afraid of, and wanted to stand up with one bare foot.Unexpectedly, before he had time to move, the bed shook suddenly, Shang Ying's arm came from behind, stopped his waist, and then moved slightly behind, Yong Tang fell into the opponent's arms without any resistance.

"Let go of me," he struggled hard, slightly annoyed: "I don't like you making such jokes!"

Yongtang's cheeks burned, and it was Shangying's face that was pressed against him. There were new stubbles on his chin, which couldn't be seen clearly with eyes, but when the skin rubbed against each other, their existence was very clear.Yongtang was rubbed until his hands and feet became weak, and even struggling became perfunctory, only his mouth was still making the last resistance.While rubbing against him, Shang Ying said in a low voice: "Yong Tang, you can be angry or ignore me, you don't have to be afraid of whatever you want to do, since I was a child, I have only been used to you alone."

His breath was moist and warm, Yongtang trembled all over, and he said the same words, but the voice was so soft that even he could not hear clearly: "You let me go..."

Shang Ying twisted his chin, approached him suddenly, and blocked all Yongtang's remaining words with her lips.This was obviously a long-planned kiss, because Shang Ying didn't panic at all when she did all this, the hand pinching Yong Tang's chin used [-]% strength, making him unable to break free at all.

The other party's offense was too bold, so that Yongtang didn't even have time to get angry, nor was he surprised, and completely turned into a puppet that the other party could play with.His sluggishness seemed to be a kind of connivance, Shang Ying bit his lower lip, and the tip of her tongue lightly touched his teeth, prying him away easily.

It took a long time before Yongtang realized what the other party was doing. He knew that he should push Shang Ying away severely at this time, and reprimanded him for what he did.But Shang Ying's hug so tight that his waist hurt, and the scorching breath on his face, all made Yongtang's empty heart feel strangely full, and he couldn't bear to get out of this feeling for a moment.