Duan Zhishaohua

The moon is full in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the night sky is deep and vast.The stars are like the sand, and the bright flowers are dazzling.The moonlight is shining everywhere, and it is soft and bright without hesitation.

Pieces of moonlight are printed in the courtyard, as if coated with a layer of silver sand.

Xin Ruoyuan held a pot of fine wine, Duan Shaohua brought two cups, and the two walked into the courtyard without haste.A flower trellis promenade, unimpeded, without tables and stools, Xin Ruoyuan simply leaned on the corridor and sat down, without restraint.

Duan Shaohua also imitated him and sat across from him, handing him a cup.Looking up at the sky, he was suspicious, "If you want to enjoy the moon, you should find an open place, but there is a hood to cover your head, how can you see the brilliance of the moon?"

Xin Ruoyuan glanced at him, but just shook his head, "I've had enough rewards just now, now I just want to have a drink with Brother Duan."

Duan Shaohua was taken aback by this answer, and then he smiled and raised his glass to greet him, "You can talk about wine and talk endlessly."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the wine jug began to pour, filling two wine glasses.

Standing on a flower trellis, there are tangled wisterias hanging down from the traction frame.Duan Shaohua had also been here before. In May, small and dense purple flowers bloomed all over his body, and the faint fragrance lingered in his nose.But now that the flowering period has passed, all the flowers have fallen to the mud, leaving only soft leaves and dense flat pods interspersed.

As soon as the cup was lowered and raised, it touched the leaves with every gesture.The wine is poured down slowly, mixed with the aroma of the grass and trees in the courtyard, and occasionally the wind blows, the fragrance is delicate.

The moonlight fell through the gaps in the flower stand, soft like jade, Duan Shaohua spread his palm to catch the moonlight, wishing he could hold it.

"Brother Duan." Xin Ruoyuan spoke first, "Mid-Autumn Moonlight Night, it should be a day for family reunion, brother Duan, do you miss your relatives who are still in the capital?"

It's fine to ask a question on weekdays, but today when I ask Yue, I suddenly feel a strong sense of sadness.

Duan Shaohua stopped holding the wine glass, and took a deep look at Xin Ruoyuan, "I miss my relatives a lot during the festive season. Although I miss them, it's better not to see them." Duan Shaohua sighed, "Otherwise, see you again." , I don’t even know how to face them.”

If we meet again, I'm afraid I will remember what capacity he entered Prince Jing's mansion again.It's better not to see it than to make my heart pimple again.

After thinking about it, it is inevitable to recall how he left home that day.As soon as the sourness and worry came up, I couldn't help but drank a few more glasses.

It was originally a good wine, but now it tastes very bitter. It can only be said that the wine is more sad when you drink it.

After drinking four full cups, Xin Ruoyuan blocked the wine pot when he drank the fifth cup.

As soon as Duan Shaohua turned his head, he wondered when the two had gotten so close.

When Xin Ruoyuan sat down is not listed, but the two of them got closer, Duan Shaohua sniffed his nose lightly, it was clear and faint, and he could only smell the fragrance of bamboo leaves on his body.

Looking at the whole Xinfu, it seems that only the place where he lives has a bamboo forest, so Duan Shaohua asked, "Brother Xin seems to have the smell of light bamboo?"

Xin Ruoyuan nodded and said: "It's sweltering in summer, bamboo leaves clear away heat and annoyance, drinking a dose of bamboo leaf soup can drive away the heat."

Duan Shaohua almost opened his mouth to ask where the bamboo leaves were found, and then thought that Xin Ruoyuan's frequent visits in the past few days were really not just because he wanted to listen to the piano.

Shining on the bright moon, Xin Ruoyuan squinted his eyes slightly, and his ink and ink sleeves were rippling elegantly, "If it's not the parents, what about the person you like?"

Duan Shaohua paused for a moment, then asked suddenly, "The one you like?"

Xin Ruoyuan was slightly serious, "I don't seem to have heard you mention it before, who is Brother Duan's favorite?"

For Yue Mingsi, it doesn't seem strange to talk about the person he likes.

The suspicion in Duan Shaohua's eyes faded with the clear moonlight, and he just shook his head.

Xin Ruoyuan took this negation in his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of fleeting surprise.

He was about to say something more, but Duan Shaohua dodged it and said, "What about Brother Xin, Mr. Wuxia has a good reputation, how many confidantes do you have?"

No, Xin Ruoyuan sighed, "Pink skull face, how to find a confidant." But after he finished speaking, he smiled and blinked again, "But there is a confidant, far away in the sky, close in front of you."

The phrase bosom friend was originally mentioned by Duan Shaohua back then, and there is no objection when listening to him now, "It's a great honor."

The two toasted to the moon, and you chatted with each other, really knowing everything and talking endlessly.

The wine melted into the teeth, and a large amount of heat was produced in the stomach.The two cups were interlaced, and the pot of wine quickly ran out.

Xin Ruoyuan's cheeks were flushed, and he was already drunk. When he waved his hand, the empty jug tilted, the lid fell to the ground, and rolled around twice.

Duan Shaohua laughed, and was bending down to pick up the lid of the jug, but unexpectedly his shoulders sank, and it was Xin Ruoyuan who leaned forward.

"Brother Xin." Duan Shaohua straightened his back suddenly, and lightly supported Xin Ruoyuan's shoulder with one hand, just thinking that he was too drunk.

The material of Xin Ruoyuan's clothes is soft and smooth, Duan Shaohua helped him, but it seemed as if it would slip through his fingers.Just as he was about to exert force, his body moved again as if he was too drunk to lose strength.

This time, Xin Ruoyuan lay down directly along his side, and lay down on Duan Shaohua's legs all at once.

Duan Shaohua's hand stopped in the air, caught off guard by this accident, "You?"

The black head resting on his lap moved, and Xin Ruoyuan seemed not drunk at all.Folding his hands behind his head, his eyes were bright, "Good wine is the best, I can't walk now. Brother Duan, do you mind if I just lie down?"

He has already done it, so if he asks again, how can Duan Shaohua have any reason to say no.

Although he felt that such a move was very weird, but Duan Shaohua thought about it for a while, thinking it was just because of Xin Ruoyuan's carelessness.

He just nodded, looking a little stiff.

Xin Ruoyuan thanked him, his pretty eyes slightly closed, but he opened his mouth for a moment and said, "Brother Duan, do you have any plans for the future?"

He seemed to ask casually, but Duan Shaohua was stunned for a while, "plans." He had planned a lot, and probably thought about a lot, to continue to be a luthier, or to start a family as soon as possible... But it doesn't matter what his future is How many possibilities are there? From the very beginning, it is necessary to completely avoid Prince Jing's mansion, but in the end it is just to seek a steady flow of water.

For a while, all kinds of emotions came to my head, intermittently, Duan Shaohua couldn't express it.

After a while, Duan Shaohua felt warm on his eyebrows, he immediately looked down, but Xin Ruoyuan's long fingers flicked to help him slowly smooth the knotted eyebrows.

Duan Shaohua's brows furrowed even deeper, now he can't use the excuse of being informal to tell himself.Xin Ruoyuan's move is a bit strange no matter how you say it.

For some reason, they were obviously two people who had nothing to do with each other, but what quickly flashed before him was the various insults he had suffered in Prince Jing's mansion, and he was deeply trapped in the coercion and pain of sex!

Duan Shaohua was shocked for a moment, and it was only at this moment that he finally understood that what he had always felt was wrong, it was so subtle that he couldn't explain it, it was clearly ambiguous.

He and Xin Ruoyuan are called brothers, but they can get along with each other every day, their words and deeds, many things, have basically surpassed the limitations that brothers should have.It's vague, like...

Duan Shaohua was so shocked by this knowledge that he couldn't even breathe for a moment.He has been with Xin Ruoyuan for half a year, but he never thought of this possibility.

Xinruoyuan has a good reputation, he is righteous, and he knows everything about poetry and songs.With his appearance and identity, there is no shortage of beauties around him, Nanfeng and the like, how can a perfect person like him be able to contaminate his upper body.

But looking back on most of the time we spent together in the past six months, and just now, it seems that something is really not right!

Thinking of this possibility, Duan Shaohua tensed from inside to outside, and his heart beat like a drum.

Did he think too much, or did Xin Ruoyuan go too far?

No matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it can't be seen immediately.Duan Shaohua tried his best to calm down, and it took him a while before he dared to look down again.

He was cautious, even his eyes were cautious, and when he saw that beautiful face, he breathed a sigh of relief.

With a beautiful moonlight face, Xin Ruoyuan breathed evenly, with his hands still folded behind his head, his eyes closed, hesitating lightly.

Is he asleep?Duan Shaohua didn't dare to be sure for a while, let alone make a move, if he woke up, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Duan Shaohua swallowed his saliva, he didn't know where to put his hands, he thought about a few words and tried to see if he was really asleep, but he just couldn't open his mouth.

He was in a stalemate, with his hands propped by his sides, and the cold veranda was under his palms.

It's just one hand, Duan Shaohua said "huh", something seemed to be touched by his left hand, and it was hard pressed into his palm.

Suspicious, Duan Shaohua grasped the thing tightly and groped for it with his hands. After a while, it seemed to be a fan.

Holding the right moonlight, she guessed right, it should be the peach blossom folding fan that Xin Ruoyuan never leaves his hand all day.

Every time Duan Shaohua looked at Xin Ruoyuan shaking his fan and talking, he felt that he was extremely chic.I don't know who painted it, but a peach blossom fan seems to have painted all the beautiful colors of the world.Only in this way can it be Xin Ruoyuan's sleeve.

Although he knew that it was inappropriate to spy on other people's belongings without authorization, Duan Shaohua couldn't hold back when he thought about the fan held by such a perfect person, and he was even more reluctant to let go of the hand holding the fan.

One paper folding fan, one for the fresh air.The tortoiseshell fan bone is carved with mottled bamboo slices, the texture is clear and can be clearly touched.

Duan Shaohua looked at the engravings on the fan bone, thinking that Xin Ruoyuan really loves bamboo.The handy things should also be painted with bamboo leaves.After looking at the fan, I was shocked again.

The painting on the fan was not the splashed ink peach blossoms that he had seen before, instead of the light pink and flowing, it was replaced by a piece of green.

Slices of green bamboo, bamboo branches swaying, a huge bamboo forest occupies half of the fan, light and elegant, as if every bamboo leaf is floating.

Duan Shaohua secretly sighed, and followed the trend.Under the cover of the bamboo forest, there is only one open space, a red sandalwood chair, a long table, and a man sitting quietly.

I still can't see the face clearly, only a slightly thin back is drawn, but I can see that the back is straight, and the spirit is abnormal.A head of black hair hangs down to the waist, and it seems that the hair is blowing, which shows the direction of the wind.

The man's hands are stretched under the sleeves, fingers stretched out.Fingers like green onions, slightly curved...

Duan Shaohua's eyes suddenly widened, the man was holding a lyre, and he was playing the lyre with his ten fingers on the strings.

Youth never fails, it is the small characters on the bottom of the fan.

Duan Shaohua froze in place in shock, too surprised, too shocked, no matter how he told himself that it was just random thinking, it still felt far-fetched.

The author has something to say: Don't worry about missing the prince's children's shoes, it's time to thicken the line soon.Thanks again to everyone who is willing to buy v, bow.