Merry illusion

There is a way, Shu Chen said so.Finally, he looked at Shu Chen and stared at Mo Xian before he waved his sleeves and left.

After Liu Yunsheng left, Mo Xian let go of Shu Chen, sat down on the stool, and poured a glass of wine, which tasted bitter. "What's this?"

Shu Chen never drank alcohol. In the past, he prepared wine for guests. Today, Yun Sheng guessed that he didn't like drinking, so he brought some tea. When he couldn't find a teapot for making tea, he replaced it with a hip flask.

"Tea."

"How do you put it in a jug?" Mo Xian never drank tea, it's not that he doesn't like the taste of tea, but he thinks that no matter how brewed tea is, it can't meet his liking. It's either strong or light, and the taste imprinted in his heart Always one point short.

"No teapot."

The cup of tea held in his hand feels the right temperature through the cup, and he takes another sip. After the bitterness, the sweetness is neither strong nor weak.

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "I'll bring you one another day."

Shu Chen didn't speak, just looked at him.

He didn't speak again, and then remembered that indifferent laughter, anyone said it, just treat him with words like gold, okay, what a noble prostitute, let's see how long you can pretend.

Mo Xian approached Shu Chen step by step, with tenderness in his eyes, Shu Chen watched him step back step by step.

With his back against the wall, Shu Chen had no way to retreat.

Mo Xian inserted the folding fan between the jade belts with his backhand, with one hand against the wall, and the other hand stroked from his armpit to his waist, groping to pull the brocade belt tied around his waist, feeling a slight tremor in his body, Mo Xian smiled He became more interested, staring down at those thin lips.

The ambiguous atmosphere oppressed his nerves, the fragments of memory flashed away, and the angry eyes in his mind just stared at him blankly, making him feel ashamed and hating himself, Shu Chen subconsciously closed his eyes Head tilted.

His lips fell into the air, Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment, staring at the person close at hand with his eyes closed and his brows tightly wrinkled, he slowly withdrew his hand, walked straight to the table, picked up the wine glass and drank it down but didn't want to It was actually tea, and the bitterness lingered in the cavity.

The night is always long, drunk people drink tea to refresh their minds, one cup after another until the tea is dry.

Suddenly the sound of the piano sounded, and the person leaning against the wall had sat down by the piano at some time, and it was that song again, didn't they say that they were not allowed to play it!Why play again?He didn't speak but just listened quietly.

After the song, Mo Xian felt drowsy after listening to it, the song was really stinky and long, it made me drowsy after listening to it.

Mo Xian covered his face and yawned, a little tiredness appeared between his brows, and he closed his eyes with his hands on his forehead.

Feeling drowsy, someone came to help him, and the weak smell rolled close to his nose, and he didn't want to open his eyes.

Shu Chen helped him to lie down on the bed, but unexpectedly, when Mo Xian fell on the bed, he wrapped his arms around his waist, pulled him and threw himself down.

Shu Chen pressed on Mo Xian, the pores on his face could be seen clearly, but the other party still closed his eyes.His face was red to the ears, and his heart was pounding like a deer.

Mo Xian smelled the breath emanating from Shu Chen's body, and felt relieved for a while.On one side of the body, the person on the body lay down in the bed, Mo Xian wanted to get closer to the smell, and moved into Shu Chen's arms.

It took a while for Shu Chen to recover, and a shy smile appeared on his flushed face.

secret love

Shu Chen is like a boudoir lady who stays at home, staying in Ruo boudoir all day long, but he has thoughts in his heart.

Mo Yan'er came to visit him with his things every now and then, but his attitude was still cold, treating him with restraint and rejecting him politely.However, Mo Yan'er was determined to be with him, Shu Chen knew it in his heart but couldn't hide his face and told her clearly, after all, how could he say so easily when a girl was so obedient.

Liu Yunsheng came to visit him occasionally and brought him some things that Ruobo didn't have. Liu Yunsheng told him the interesting stories of his traveling with the troupe, one by one, and gradually became acquainted.

Shu Chen has treated everyone indifferently these years, he doesn't care about gains and losses, and doesn't make grudges with others. He looks like a bully, but no one has really walked into his heart. Liu Yunsheng is one, Shu Chen Chen regards him as a true friend.

However, that person would come every dark, drink tea and listen to the music, and then sleep around him, neither doing anything superfluous nor making cheap jokes, Shu Chen accepted it calmly.

Shu Chen was playing with the strings in the room, and the door opened with a "creak". The white clothes caught the eye, and the folding fan was shaking slowly on his chest, with a refined smile on his face.

"Playing the piano again, don't you feel bored playing with such a thing all day?"

"The sound of the piano can be the same as the heart." Shu Chen said slowly.

Mo Xian casually threw a small gadget that looked like jade, but Shu Chen didn't reach out to pick it up, the stone just happened to be stuck in the strings of the piano.

The stone is dark green, with stars glowing under the light, slightly flat, with a small hole on the edge, which should be used for wearing it with a rope.

Shu Chen picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully. It was a little cold, but the hand felt very good.

"Today someone sent someone to send some strange things. My old man asked me to pick a few. I saw that this stone was somewhat similar to your temperament, so I chose it. He said it was called Dongling Stone. I don't know you Do you like it?" Mo Xian waved his fan and approached, slightly lowered his head and brought his face closer: "Do you like it?"

Shu Chen felt the Dongling Stone in his hand, and said softly, "I like it."

"I like it, as long as I like it. How about going for a walk on the street with me? How can I sleep so early, and you don't want to accompany me to have fun." Mo Xian smiled comfortably, and did not wait for Shu Chen to answer. He took Shu Chen's hand and walked out.

There are colorful lights hanging high along the way, but it doesn’t feel dark. Mo Xian swaggers through the small town all day long. There is almost no one in the small town who doesn’t know him. Many people pass by pointing and making irresponsible remarks. Shu Chen Feeling embarrassed, he wanted to pull his hand back, but unexpectedly, it was held even tighter. He felt that hand move away from his fingers, and the fingers could not be pulled out no matter how tightly clasped.

The street is very lively, and the vendors are hawking. Everyone knows that Mr. Mo Xian is generous and generous, and some stall owners who are bold and greedy for money even shouted directly: "Mr. of."

Shu Chen's face was flushed when he heard this, and Mo Xian asked him with a smile: "Do you want it?" After Shu Chen shook his head, Mo Xian shouted to those small vendors: "My wife is very frugal, and I don't like this It's like spending money for him."

What Shu Chen heard was even more embarrassing, but Mo Xian calmly waved his fan and pulled him to continue walking in the busy city.

Walking and watching, they are as intimate and shy as a newly married couple.

The two were enjoying themselves, but everyone lamented another man who was destined to be let down!

"Young master, let's take a look! Young master..."

"Girl, girl..."

When Shu Chen asked, he saw an old man with a gray beard, his trousers were rolled up one high and the other short, and many puddings were put on his coarse clothes. The old man looked anxious, and he pulled the passers-by to look at the wooden barrel in front of him. They left with just one glance, but some didn't even want to take a look.

Shu Chen pulled Mo Xian and walked over. Inside the barrel was a blood-red koi swimming happily with its tail wagging.

Seeing them coming, the old man hurriedly said, "My lord, take a look at this koi!"

"Like?" Mo Xian asked him.

"Why are you so eager to sell, such koi can be sold at a good price!"

Shu Chen had been to a wealthy family to play music before. The son of that family loved koi very much. He told him a little about koi.This blood red koi has a good color and figure.

The old man said eagerly: "To tell you the truth, my wife has recently caught a cold and is in urgent need of money, otherwise I wouldn't have sold this koi!"

"How much?" Mo Xian asked, then took out the money bag.

"A tael of silver."

Mo Xian was about to pay Shu Chen but he was one step ahead of him.

"Thank you, thank you son." The old man's eyes were filled with tears of excitement and gratitude. His love for his wife after all his hard work was still the same as before.

The old man packed the koi in a rough tile jar half filled with water and handed it to him before leaving with the wooden bucket.

Shu Chen stared blankly at the bent back of the old man, holding an earthen pot in his hand.

Mo Xian snatched the earthen pot from his mobile phone at once, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at! If I like this koi, just give it to me!"

Shu Chen nodded blankly, originally he wanted to give it to him, but he was afraid that he would not want it.

Mo Xian held the earthen pot and did not let him go, holding the pot in one hand and leading him with the other.

Shu Chen didn't break free, just let him pull, the warmth from the palm of his hand permeated his whole body.

After walking for a while, Shu Chen noticed that Mo Xian's hands were a little sore, so he said, "Let me get it!"

"How can I ask you to come and get it." Then he changed hands and went to hold him again.

Shu Chen saw that his hand was a little stiff, and when he first let go of the crock pot, it turned pale and quickly turned red.Shu Chen held those slender fingers and rubbed them carefully.

Mo Xian looked at Shu Chen's serious and careful appearance, and a silent warmth melted in his heart.

"Shu Chen, you, you..."

At some point, Liu Yunsheng stood behind him, seeing their behavior so stunned that he was speechless.

It turned out that the theatrical troupe was leaving in a few days, and they went to the street to buy the necessary items. When they saw a figure like him in the distance, they chased them all the way, but they didn't want to see this scene.

Shu Chen wanted to take back his hand in embarrassment, but Mo Xian grabbed it firmly, and Mo Xian said with a smile: "Young Master Liu is so excited, you are also here to go to the party!"

After all, Liu Yunsheng came from an opera troupe, so he did a good job of concealing it: "Yes! The night market here is also very lively!" But his eyes flickered from time to time.