The two of them nestled in the corner of the sofa in the living room, and she leaned into the most comfortable position on his chest, his hands naturally wrapped around his waist.

One taps and pounds on the keyboard, the other stares silently.

At some point, she got used to using traditional Chinese characters. Notes at home, words on the Internet, everything. It's like she's gotten used to his embrace somewhere, warm and reassuring.

It's still the same journal, an empty palace in a picture, with a dark red brick wall and a blue plaque gilded in large letters. There is no soundtrack, only one sentence - the noble Kunning Palace, the top finch cage.

Yin Zhen's fingers rested on her small chin and turned to herself, silently asking, and a thin line was twisted between her eyebrows.

Zhan smiled as if he was more worried than him, and a little more disdainful, and his little face was pressed against the neckline that was exposed to body temperature, and his fingertips twitched the white buttons. "No matter how noble a woman is in such a big house, it's not a lonely life, and she can't even leave a name. The world only knows who the emperor's surname is, knows that he has three thousand beauties in the harem, and who cares what his women have thought and done. The few pens written in black and white are a lifetime, who will remember her. ”

Who will remember her......

Who really cares about that history.

For thousands of years, how could the hard-working people who made a living really care about the rise and fall of the dynasty, and having food and clothing was the top priority. They can't touch the brocade clothes and food in the Forbidden City, and they can't understand what kind of life seems to be a glorious but lonely life in the mansion of the princes and nobles.

The women in the inner garden of the palace may be rich, but if they can choose again, whether they are willing to guard a lover and live in the alleys of the market, better than the small courtyard, a gorgeous palace.

Yin Zhen picked her chin and saw the bottom of her eyes, her thin lips pursed and pursed, but she didn't speak, and her palms supported the black hair behind her head and pressed against her chest.

The mobile phone rings domineeringly, breaking the silence and looking at each other.

Zhan sat up straight with a smile, his phone already tucked into his hand. Yinzhen took the notebook and put it back on the coffee table, hugged her shoulder loop back to her chest.

Lin Ruoli's voice clearly echoed in the earpiece, and he grinned and said that he wanted to come and stay for two days, and he didn't even ask if it was convenient, but only said that the owner was ready to open the door to pick up guests.

Yin Zhen frowned, looked at the little head that lowered his head and gritted his teeth, smiled for a while, and whispered back inconveniently.

The other end of the phone seemed to explode, and asked why it was inconvenient, as if he suddenly remembered something, and laughed again, "You are a little girl, I am also a girl, what is inconvenient, it's not that I hide a man at home." Helper, why don't you leave, why don't you leave, don't you finally open your mind, and prepare to give a great favor without saying thank you, just make a promise? Then I really don't dare to go over. ”

Zhan smiled and blushed, his voice couldn't be quieter, "I...... Anyway, no, don't come, I won't open the door when I come. I'm not used to being with people, I'm ...... Sleep naked. ”

There was a laugh on the other end of the phone, so presumptuous that it covered the man's sullen smile. Yin Zhen turned his face and clenched his fist against the corner of his lips, raised his head with a smile and was shocked, the redness on his small face quickly spread to the back of his ears and his neck was covered by the neckline, and his fair skin revealed a large peach pink color, which became clearer and clearer under the light.

The white jade wrench fingers are hidden between the hair, and the fingertips gently wipe the back of the neck with the fingertips, and the fingertips pluck the small earlobes that emit heat, wandering on the edge of the neckline. The little man in his arms buried his head in the socket of his neck, holding the phone tighter.

Lin Ruoli seemed to be competing with her, laughing and chasing after her, "Don't worry, I'm the same as you, neither of us will suffer, you wait for me, I'll be here in a while." Lest the smiling girl sleep for a long night, my sister-in-law is here to accompany you. ”

"Don't think!" Zhan smiled and pushed his chest under his palm, jumped to the ground and ran out of the hall door to get back into his room, his hand holding the phone was wet and sweaty.

The two girls are entangled with each other, one is so happy that he has no heart and lungs, and the other is so sad that he is about to cry.

"My brother is here, and it's useless for you to come. Anyway...... Don't come anyway!I'm ...... I'd rather ** be a man than a woman, or a bad girl like you. Hearing the sound in the yard, Zhan smiled and opened the curtain gap to see Yinzhen walking out of the bathroom and changing into white pajamas.

The branches and leaves rustled lightly, and his short wet hair was shiny with water as he moved the white towel in his palm, and the crystal droplets of water dripped down and landed on his shoulders.

Finally steady breathing beat again, Zhan smiled quickly tightened the curtains and sat on the ground with his back against the door, his little hands on his chest, his heart fluttering, and beating wildly.

I was about to hang up when I heard Lin Ruoli's understanding and suspicious smile, "It's not that I look down on you, little girl, are you okay? Just your little astringent fruit like an unripe lime, aren't you afraid of souring that man's teeth." Do you want me to teach you, even if you want to......"

Zhan smiled and threw his phone on the bed a few times, holding his arm and listening to the movement outside. The door opened and closed, the sound of very light footsteps faded away, and he fell back to his knees in frustration.

Lin Ruoli's words were still in her ears, making her keep thinking about her interactions with him, as if there was nothing else except that he had said that he would marry her when she grew up. They lived together every day, as if no one had ever said anything about it, and he had never been closer to her, not even the light peck kiss when he was recovering from a serious illness.

Tired of it? Or is it really like Lin Ruoli said?

Zhan smiled and got up, walked around the room, lay on the bed for a while, threw the pillow, and got up again, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets.

Yin Zhen sat in the living room and heard the small sound next door for a while, shook his head and leaned back on the sofa, holding a wine glass close to his lips in the dark.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing the corners of his skirt and the long half-wet hair behind him, and he smiled and leaned his ear to the door to listen to the movement in the room, and his little hand clutched the neckline on his chest and couldn't help but shrink.

Yin Zhen stood upright in front of the hall door, looking at the small figure in the darkness, coughing lightly, and the person standing outside his room turned around and leaned against the door in fright.

"You...... Haven't slept yet...... Why didn't you turn on the lights? Zhan smiled awkwardly and lowered his head and walked quickly to his room, and was stopped by him when he raised his hand when he passed by Yinzhen.

Yin Zhen swept the hair hanging down next to her face and the white suspender skirt that was blown by the wind and fitted to her body, and asked in a low voice for a long time, "Something?" Seeing her nod and shake it quickly, he pulled her around and walked back into the hall.

He leaned back on the couch as she had done when she ran away, holding a wine glass to his lips and drinking it, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the person who was still standing on the side, "Turn on the light?"

Zhan shook his head violently with a smile, stirred the hem of his skirt awkwardly stepped forward and took a small step back faster, and was grabbed by his waist and fell into his arms. The familiar smell of wine mixed with the freshness of bathing, and a hint of sandalwood filled her nose.

Holding his chest up, his smiling eyes flashed to the transparent wine glass in his hand, the brown juice in which was shining golden yellow by the moonlight, and swayed gently with his hand.

"How do you think of drinking, aren't you tired after a day of running?"

The wide round neckline was low in front of his eyes, and the hair on both sides of his cheeks was dangling, making the undulating spring light inside looming. Occasionally, a drop of wet cold fell on the back of her hand, and spilled down her fingers into the thin soft fabric of his chest.

Yin Zhen snorted from her nose with half-squinted eyes, and the wine glass leaned towards her and pressed her lower lip, "Do you want to drink?" Tequila......

His lips were close to her, and the more he spoke, the more he spoke, the stronger the smell of wine in his breath brushed her ears and cheeks, and his voice was so low that it was almost a whisper, like an invitation more like a bewilderment, and as if it was more intoxicating than the wine in his hand.

The smiling fingers bent in front of his chest, quietly looked at the wine glass, pursed his lips, and the tip of his tongue touched the rim between his lips and stopped, disappearing from his fingertips. The curly thick eyelashes drooped low, and in two blinks it had become lying on his back, imprisoned between the soft sofa and his body by Yinzhen.

The whispering stopped, stopping at the thin lips that fell on his neck, kissing the rapid gasp in his throat.

The tongue with the smell of cold wine swirls a small circle and licks and kisses back and forth, lingering. His lips wrapped softly around his delicate collarbone, and he took a very light bite before he raised his head, holding the back of his head slightly upturned for her to look at him. The moonlight shone through the doors and windows into the room, and a pair of misty eyes reflected in the deep black pupils.

Yinzhen drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, stared at her eyes and slowly lowered his head. The spicy coolness flowed into Zhan Xiao's mouth from the lips that covered her lips, and the familiar wine in the entanglement of her lips and tongue changed into different flavors, the taste that belonged to a man alone, mixed with hers, and the same aroma emanating from the bodies of two people.

It's still a little choking, and the pure and unmodified intensity loses the salty and sour blend, and it seems that it is easier to taste the sweet aftertaste.

Zhan smiled and sunk into the folds of the sofa cushions and backrests, lying under Yinzhen. Her hand gripped his neckline tightly, her slender fingers wrapped around the back of her neck.

The palm of the hand on her waist moved gently, resting on the delicate ribs, and the thumb and fingertips stroked the light cotton dress and gently pressed the delicate softness inside, rubbing it for a while.

The thin lips did not move, still against her lips, and a short question sounded very lightly in the flow of breath, a faint smile, obviously repressed.

"Grown up?"

The blinking eyes were instantly clear, and the fingers inserted in his hair quickly retreated between the two of them, gently pushing against them. Yin Zhen firmly held her under her and did not retreat, her pupils suddenly shrank into two extremely bright obsidian, as if she wanted to absorb her into her round eyes.

Zhan smiled and looked at the corners of his pursed lips, biting his lip in silence. The ticking of the clock was like the rhythm of a heartbeat, and it seemed like time was going to be a little slower. The little hands clenched into fists slowly loosened and tightened the placket on his chest, and suddenly pulled Yin Zhen, who was also waiting silently, down.

The lips that had just been put on quickly retreated with a sizzling inhale, and Zhan smiled and covered his nose with tears streaming down his cheeks.

Yin Zhen raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, kissed the corners of her lips that were pursed aggrievedly, hugged the person who kept beating his shoulders and turned over from the sofa and sat up, and walked straight out of the hall door to his room.

The door slammed on the wall and was closed by Yinzhen with his heel, and Zhan Xiao, who fell into the dark, hooked his neck, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You say...... Wait until I grow up......"

The hand that was holding her smooth thigh tightened tighter, patting her arm soothingly, and the smile that she had just held back spilled out of her lips as the answer was still serious, echoing in her ears, "I'll marry you." ”

Zhan smiled and stared at him for a moment, it was still dark, his eyes closed, his eyelashes wet between the warm neck sockets.

"If one day you get tired of it or find me bad, will you not want me...... If that's the case, you can tell me clearly, I won't pester you, I don't want your money, and it doesn't matter if you don't marry me, really. Just, you don't want to ...... Don't disappear suddenly, I'm afraid I won't find you again......"

"Smile. Yin Zhen stood stiffly on the edge of the bed and hugged the person who was choked in the crook of her arms, stopping what she had not fully said.

He didn't know that he had been looking for her for a long time without saying goodbye, and he knew that the death of her parents made her afraid of being abandoned. It's just that at this time, in the face of her who is so dependent on him and even completely entrusted, he can't make a promise. It's like he didn't know how he could be with her or when he would leave suddenly.

Perhaps, you can always be by her side in this era, watch her grow up, love her attentively, spoil her, and no one else. Until one day she disappeared first and went to his side.

Perhaps, one day, suddenly wake up from a dream! I found that this qiē was not just a dream, but a real past, but I could no longer protect that little lonely figure.

Is there a providence in the dark?

He wanted to give her the best qiē or another her, but he couldn't predict the mystery. He didn't know where to go next or where he would go in this strange era.

At this moment, he only knew that two shes, the same soul, lived in two bodies with similar appearances at different times, and existed for him.

In different eras, he - it is difficult to have both.