no soul

As the sunrise approached, Wan Guchuan woke up early, looked at Lin Hong for a while, and got up to get out of bed.

Although his movements were very light, Lin Hong still felt the small movements around him.

Perhaps because this was the first night Wan Guchuan woke up from a coma, Lin Hong was half asleep and half awake at this time, feeling in a trance that he was still in the ghost square, and Wan Guchuan was still traveling through his dream in nothingness.

He suddenly panicked, stepped forward and hugged Wan Guchuan's waist, his voice was a little anxious and hoarse, "Don't go..."

Wan Guchuan was startled, and held the arm around his waist, "Lin Hong, I won't go."

Lin Hong hugged him even tighter, and buried his face into his back.

Wan Guchuan had no choice but to lie back down again.

Lin Hong burrowed into his arms in a daze.

The warm person came close to him, Wan Guchuan felt tenderness in his heart, he put his arms around his thin waist, the young man's body was clean and thin.

Lin Hong's hair scratched his neck, and Wan Guchuan felt itchy. He rested his chin on the top of his head, put his hands through his ice-fall-like long hair, and smoothed it gently.

In Ghost Fangmeng, Lin Hong pestered him like this...

Recalling the feeling of being indifferent and worrying about gains and losses, Wan Guchuan kissed the top of his hair, hugged him even tighter, put his arms around his shoulders, supported the back of his head, and wrapped him in his arms.

Lin Hong woke up and took a few breaths before remembering that his Wan Guchuan had returned in good order.

Thinking, he raised his head and kissed Wan Guchuan's Adam's apple.

"Hello!" Lin Hong was startled.

Wan Guchuan picked him up and turned over, letting him lie on top of him.

Looking down at him, the eyes under the lashes were full of danger and tenderness.

The morning sun was slightly dew outside the window, and the light that came in was very soft, shining on the fine dust flying in the air, making it hazy.

Lin Hong pressed on his chest, also looked into his eyes, slowly approached with the sound of heartbeat, and kissed his lips lightly.

At such a young age, it is difficult for them to embrace each other without problems.

When Lin Hong felt something was wrong, he stopped immediately, but unfortunately, it was too late.

***

"what!"

After talking about it, Lin Hong smiled, "Now, a hundred miles east of Pingyang City, there is a long-running bodyguard bureau, and the branch goes all the way south from Pingyang to Jiangnan. ?”

Wan Guchuan said seriously, "The boss needs to pay more, otherwise I won't be able to support my wife."

Lin Hong: "..."

Wan Guchuan smiled, and pulled him into his arms, wanting to rub him into his soul.

I only said in my heart: I will be where you are.

New Year's Eve.

The towers and pavilions of Pingyang City are undulating, stretching for hundreds of miles surrounded by mountains, and the lights of thousands of houses are winding in the night, looking down like a bright starry sky, I am afraid that even the city of Yunshangtian is less than one ten-thousandth of it.

Hundreds of miles of Kangqu, thousands of miles of detours are decorated with lights and festivities, beaming with joy.

Lantern festivals, bazaars, and wine shops everywhere are very lively, red and green dancing, people and shadows coming and going, waving their sleeves like clouds.

The beauties sing and dance gracefully, the performances of various operas are dizzying, and the applause and cheers come and go one after another.

Joy in the world.

A low-end carriage passed through the bustle and night and parked in front of the gate of the wealthy Linfu in the capital.

"Master and madam! The second young master is back!" The maid came to announce happily.

Du Xiu smiled, "Just in time for the New Year's Eve dinner."

"The busy man is back." Lin Yue put down his teacup.Lin Hong was not in Jiangnan recently, so Lin Yue went home before him.

"I thought someone's wings were hardened, and they didn't even go home." Lin Yueyue put down the chopsticks he just picked up, and turned his eyes to the people who walked into the lobby and the people behind him...

Lin Yearnian: "..."

Isn't this the general who was mourned by the whole country a few days ago...

"Father, mother, brother." Lin Hong greeted them with a smile, and ordered the maid and Bu Qu to transport all the New Year's goods he brought back.

He greeted him, but no one paid attention to him in the lobby, only the delicious food on the table was trying to exude fragrance.

Lin Hong:?

Everyone looked at the slender and tall man behind him.

Wan Guchuan said politely, "Uncle, Aunt, Mr. Lin."

oh!Lin Hong almost forgot.

Everyone knows the general's name and surname, but not many people have actually seen his face. As long as he is not at the border or in the capital, there is no need to avoid it too much. Even if one or two civilians see it, it will not cause too much trouble. It's just a resemblance, no proof.

They are back to Kyoto.And before Wan Guchuan sent him home, his parents also met General Wan.

"Well...this is my...well...friend..." Lin Hong felt that he had to tell his family about his relationship with Wan Guchuan slowly.

"Hmm...he looks like General Wan, but he is actually the distant cousin of General Wan——Wan Jinhe."

Wan Guchuan: "..."

"..." What kind of person is Lin Zhunian, even if he can't understand the ins and outs clearly, he still has eyesight, so he obeyed Lin Hong's words, but still stood up and said respectfully: "Yuan is General Wan's cousin, There is a long way to go."

"Uncle is serious." Wan Guchuan nodded.

Du Xiu smiled gently, "The two children are hungry on the way, sit down quickly, the New Year's Eve dinner will be cold." She ordered the maid to prepare two more sets of bowls and chopsticks.

There must be good wine for midnight meal, Wan Guchuan has no scruples now, and he can drink. Lin Zhuinian and Lin Yue also know who he is, and they want to drink, but what is Wan Guchuan's identity now, so naturally he has to drink.

Change the cup.

Lin asked about Lin Hong's situation in recent months year by year, so the topic of chatting turned to business affairs.

Lin Hong released Lin Hong's taboo year by year, so it was natural to talk about this topic, and the three of them just talked about it, drinking while chatting.

Du Xiu never participated in their business discussions, and seeing Wan Guchuan was very happy, he kept asking him gently.

Wan Guchuan was polite, but Lin Hong could tell from his tense back that he was very nervous and wanted to laugh.

On the way here, Wan Guchuan also asked him what souvenirs he needed to prepare for his visit.

Lin Hong laughed at him, "You're just naked, where are you going to prepare a souvenir?"

Yes, Wan Guchuan has really abandoned everything now, he has nothing, even lost his sword - Lin Hong felt distressed when he thought about it.

"That can't be done empty-handed." After all, it is the old man's family, Wan Guchuan thought about what to do with this matter.

Lin Hong jokingly said, "Why don't you do this? As for me, I will help you with this favor. You can see how you can pay it back."

Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows, "How do you want me to pay you back?"

Only now did Lin Hong look like a prodigal son, "Hiss, I see Wan Daxia's extraordinary demeanor, why don't you just promise me with your body."

Wan Guchuan smiled, tilted his head and kissed him, "The kindness is unforgettable, it should be paid back now without delay."

Lin Hong:?

"Wait, just kidding, my waist is not healed yet!"

"Wan Guchuan! What's mine is yours! If you don't return it, you won't return it!"

"Help!!... Mmm..."

After the midnight meal, Lin Yuenian and Du Xiu began to talk about the embarrassing things about Lin Hong when he was a child.

Lin Hong blushed and asked them to stop talking, and quietly looked at Wan Guchuan, seeing that Wan Guchuan seemed very interested, and listening with a smile, he even wanted to ask a few questions.

Lin Hong: "..."

After the dinner, Lin Hong got drunk.

It was the first time I had a completely open chat with my father and my brother, it was too open, too ecstasy, he was drunk.

Lin Zhunian and Lin Yue were not much better either, and were taken back to the house by the servants when they were drunk.

"Drink like this one by one - Hong'er, go back to the house and rest." Du Xiu pulled Lin Hong.

"Mother..." Lin Hong smiled drunkenly, bent over and hugged Du Xiu.

"How old is he, he still looks like a child." Du Xiu patted him on the back.

Du Xiu asked the maidservant, "Take the second young master back to the house and prepare a clean guest room for Mr. Wan."

"Yes."

"Auntie, I'm sorry. I'll take him back." Seeing Lin Hong walking crookedly, Wan Guchuan reached out and grabbed his arm to support him.

Lin Hong looked at Wan Guchuan in a daze, smiled, and stretched out his hand to hug him, but Wan Guchuan cleverly held him up—the mother-in-law was still watching...

"Hmph..." Lin Hong was drunk, and because of being rejected by Wan Guchuan, he frowned, looking unhappy.

"Mr. Wan is a guest, so why bother." Du Xiu motioned to the servant and the maid.

The house arranged for Wan Guchuan was next door to Lin Hong.

"Master Wan... let the little one come." The servant respectfully wanted to help Lin Hong.

Lin Hongzheng hugged Wan Guchuan's neck and did not let go.

This was at Lin Hong's home, and Wan Guchuan didn't dare to make too much of a fuss, so he had to pull Lin Hong's arm, "Thank you."

The little servant helped Lin Hong, thinking in his heart that it was only natural for him to serve his son, so why should the guest say "Thank you".

Wan Guchuan watched as they helped Lin Hong into the house.

"Young Master Wan, this way please." The maid signaled him.

The lights of the wealthy Lin's house went out one after another, and everyone should have a rest.

"Squeak..."

A slender figure gently pushed open Lin Hong's door, then turned around and closed it softly.

The moonlight sprinkled half the room, and the night was hazy.

Lin Hong was lying on the bed, his black hair was scattered, and the pillow was wet with water.

Just now he kicked out the servant and the maidservant, took a bath and then lay down, his hair was still wet and he couldn't care less, he was too tired, he would get sleepy when he was drunk.

Wan Guchuan sat by the bed, looked down at him by the moonlight, lifted a lock of his hair with his slender fingers, and said in a low voice: "Lin Hong, dry your hair before going to bed."

Lin Hong frowned, his thick eyelashes trembled, but he didn't respond.

"Lin Hong?" Wan Guchuan wrapped the strand of hair around his finger, and water still leaked out, "I'll catch a cold."

Lin Hong murmured vaguely, "Sleepy..."

Wan Guchuan sighed helplessly, got up and took a dry handkerchief from the shelf.

Going back to the bed, she reached out to hold his arm and gently pulled him up.

Lin Hong was pulled to stand up with his neck back, his long hair was hanging down like a waterfall, dripping water, and when he sat up, his hair swayed to his back again, wet and cold.

He lay down in Wan Guchuan's arms, buried his lower half of his face in his shoulders, opened his eyes with difficulty and closed them again, feeling extremely sleepy.

Wan Guchuan put his arms around him, put his hands through the wet hair on his back, stroked it lightly, and wiped it gently with a dry towel, his movements were very light and careful.

This embrace is warm and reliable, the chest rises and falls with the breath, tender and gentle, Lin Hong's nose is surrounded by the familiar sparse breath, like a mountain wind blowing the valley, like the scorching sun shining on a spring.

He felt the slender hand gently brushing his hair, so gentle that his heart softened, and he sank into a dream that he hadn't woken up for many years, and he just wanted to drown in it.

At this time, Du Xiu's footsteps stopped not far from Lin Hong's house.

Bu Qu said that Lin Hong drove them out, she was worried about Lin Hong, and wanted to come and have a look.

Now it seems that she doesn't need herself anymore, she smiled and turned to leave.

The hair is almost impervious to water, Wan Guchuan is going to put Lin Hong under the bed and put on the handkerchief.

Lin Hong put his arms around his neck, reluctant to let him go.

Leaning closer, she kissed his lips with her tongue.

Kiss as soft as a lick.

Lin Hong hugged him tightly, put his head on his shoulder, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his ear, "I want to hug him to sleep..." His drunken and sleepy voice was also soft.

Wan Guchuan's eyes were heavy, and he put his arms around his waist.

It's really terrible...

The days passed quickly, and the Spring Festival ended in a blink of an eye.

Home is a gentle town, but young wanderers still have to go their separate ways.

Lin Yue left one day earlier, and Lin Hong was going to continue to run his Changying Escort.

"Father, mother, let's go." Lin Hong waved to them from the carriage.

There were two figures standing in front of the Lin residence, watching their carriage from afar until the carriage disappeared at the end of the road.

Lin Hong's nose was sore.

Wan Guchuan sat beside him and put his arms around his waist, "Don't be sad, come back and see more in the future."

"En." Lin Hong sucked.

Wan Guchuan looked down at him, took one of his long legs and put it on his own.

?Lin Hong: "What are you doing?"

"Miss you..." Wan Guchuan bowed his head and kissed his nose.

Lin Hong blinked, "Aren't we always together?"

"Then maybe the communication is not deep enough." Wan Guchuan said.

Lin Hong's face turned red immediately.

These few days at home, the two want to avoid suspicion.

"Hey!"

Wan Guchuan had already picked him up and let him sit on his lap.

With the curtain down, Lin Hong's carriage is a fully enclosed, very private space.

Lin Hong supported Wan Guchuan's shoulders, stared at his handsome eyes like ink, and his heart beat fast.

Wan Guchuan supported his thin waist, leaned forward, breath gushed against his neck, and said in a low voice, "Lin Hong, the journey is long, how about..."

"Not here!... Mmm..."

****

Lin Hong covered his mouth, trying not to let his voice overflow.

"Lin Hong, you are so beautiful."

"What are you talking about... um... ah... nonsense..."

The groom looked at the road ahead, shook his whip, and blinked his eyes in doubt. He felt that the carriage was extremely bumpy today... Is it because the road is not easy to walk?

Back in Jiangnan, Zhao Ganglong and Cang Lang were so happy to see Wan Guchuan, not to mention that this was Wan Guchuan who appeared as "Night Breeze".

Lin Hong frowned and pouted to see Zhao Ganglong and Cang Lang pestering Wan Guchuan, it's abominable... It's not good to live in the bodyguard all the time.

So, Boss Lin Da was rich and powerful, and he said what he said, and immediately bought a house.

"Good, now there is a place to hide the beauty." Lin Hong remembered that they had made a joke about Wan Guchuan's "redemption" before.

Recently, there has been an uproar in the world - "Night Ghost" is back.

The night wind howled, and the night moon was in the sky.

The slender figure stood on the beam like a ghost.

This time he was not masked.

That face is not extremely ugly as everyone guessed, nor is it different from ordinary people, or disfigured.

On the contrary, he is so handsome that anyone will exclaim when he sees it.

The dark brows and eyes turn to the villainous person, just a cold glance means that your death is tonight.

The government was so busy that it didn't know who liked to tie up half-dead wanted criminals and throw them at the gate of the yamen.

The sword move of "Night Ghost" is still as fierce and domineering as the rumors, with astonishing strength.

He overturned the rivers and lakes and was almost invincible.

According to legend, Dao Wen Hanshan, who has been sitting as the "No. [-] Sword in the World" for a long time, won't gain half of it if he fights with him.

Changxiao Pavilion's list has been reformed and reformed in a hurry, but it still can't keep up with the speed of "Night Ghost".

No one knows where this "night ghost" came from, and its origin cannot be traced.

Even Changxiao Pavilion has almost no information about him.

This person is really like a ghost crawling out of hell halfway, without a past.

Regarding this, Lin Hong smiled, and the district chief Xiaoge, is he still not fair?

Today, the great general is dead, and the "Night Ghost" is no longer a legend.

On this day, Wan Guchuan welcomed a guest.

——Zhang Xueren.

The myth of the sword forging world, the "Ou Zhizi" who only forges unique weapons, the weirdo who only forges swords for heroes.

They had seen the sword he forged for Chu Huaijiang in Ghost Fangli.

"I wonder if I will have the honor to forge a sword for the 'Night Breeze' hero?" Zhang Xueren stroked his white beard.

"I can't ask for it." Wan Guchuan nodded.

When the sword is completed, the strong wind passes through the border, rushing for thousands of miles.

Hei Jian was gloomy and introverted.

The name of the sword is "Tianxia".

Those who have the world in mind can gallop the world.

Time is flying fast, "Changying Escort Bureau" has become famous all over the world, and wherever there are bodyguard masters, there is no one who has not heard the name of boss Lin Honglin.

Anyone who knows something about the market knows that Boss Lin is surrounded by heroes, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Even the famous "night ghost" obeys his advice(?).

It's just that the business of the Escort Bureau has grown, and the rivers and lakes have become deeply involved.

Enmity and hatred stir up, intrigue.

But unlike the officialdom, things in the business world and the rivers and lakes have always been straightforward.

"Ah!!" A man with a bruised nose and a swollen face was slammed against the wall, his face was pressed against the wall, his flesh was deformed, his nose was bleeding, and he kept begging for mercy, "Hero, spare me! Don't dare, don't dare."

As he spoke, he choked on the nosebleed that flowed into his mouth.

Wan Guchuan cut his hands back and pressed him against the wall with a cold expression, ignored his begging for mercy, and hit him a little harder.

"Ah! Spare me!" the man screamed.

In the dark alley, people were lying all over the ground, unconscious and unconscious, groaning in pain even when they were awake.

"Wan Guchuan, don't kill him." The slender figure standing aside said calmly.

Hearing this sentence, the man became even more frightened, his legs were shaking, as if the man behind him was really going to kill him, "Yes, yes, yes...don't kill me..."

Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows and let go of his hand.

"Thank you hero, thank you hero..." The man immediately scrambled and rushed out of the alley, ignoring his accomplices.

"You are better at bluffing people than I am." Wan Guchuan looked at Lin Hong and couldn't help laughing.

Knowing that he would not kill these people who are pretending to be powerful, he added a sentence of "don't kill", which scared the man so that he would never dare to do it again.

Lin Hong also laughed, "There are more and more quacks in my bodyguard agency, and it's normal to make troubles, but the people who come here every few days to find faults are also noisy, so I don't want to scare them again and again."

The two walked out of the dark alley side by side.

A disabled person is still struggling.

Lin Hong remembered that his brother had asked him—"The sharp arrow is pointing at you, just wait for the string to be shocked. At that time, who can protect you?"

Lin Hong looked sideways at Wan Guchuan beside him.

Now, there are real people who can.

The spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is the most gentle.

The flowers are red and the willows are green, and the birds are chasing each other.

The blue waves of Yinghu Lake are gentle and full of affection.

When Lin Hong returned home after discussing business, Wan Guchuan was sitting by the courtyard wiping his "world", with a pot of wine warmed on the small red clay stove beside him. Especially when those dark eyes looked at him.

"I'm back." Wan Guchuan retracted "Tianxia" into its scabbard, and withdrew all the sharpness, and looked at Lin Hong only tenderly.

Lin Hong sat beside him, "cold"

Wan Guchuan looked at the courtyard, and the spring was in full bloom, "How can it be cold? Are you wearing less clothes?"

Lin Hong let out a "tsk", why didn't he get the hang of it, he looked at Wan Guchuan and repeated, "I'm cold." The voice was soft, with a slight rise in the end.

Wan Guchuan looked at him.

"Cold—cold—"

Wan Guchuan raised the corners of his lips, smiled, reached out to hold his hand in the palm of his hand, pulled him into his arms, and coaxed him in a low voice, "It's not cold anymore." He kissed the top of his hair.

Lin Hong succeeded and burrowed into his arms again.

The courtyard is full of greenery.

Lin Hong looked at Chunjing.

The world is huge, and the spring breeze does not come anywhere.

Happy life.

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It took two years to write a full four seasons.

Thank you all for sticking around!

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