"You are still young, and you will have a good life in the future, if you are known, I don't have anything, at most, I will be broken by a few books by the official, get used to it, but you can't, for your own sake, don't be so willful anymore, okay?"

The slow voice is obviously still inherently cold, but it is like the spring buds that are hidden under the cold ice and only wait for a ray of sunshine to break through the ground, so beautiful.

Liu Moyan couldn't hear what Duan Jinrui was saying clearly, he just at this moment, following the voice in his heart, his hands effortlessly came out of Duan Jinrui's palms, Xiangshang stretched out his hands, grabbed Duan Jinrui's front placket with one hand, and pulled violently towards his side, and the other hand pressed the back of the man's neck, and pressed it hard, the bright lips and the pale lips collided fiercely together between the electric light and flint, at the moment when no one on both sides could stop it, and there was no way to stop it.

"Chirp!" There was a soft sound, and the sound of teeth bumping, Duan Jinrui's heartfelt words automatically stopped, his hand covered his lips, there were still tooth marks on his lips, and a faint blood color overflowed, and he glared at the young man fiercely: "You, are you ......listening?"

The voice was chaotic, with some helplessness and anger, angry that the young man took his words as a deaf ear, thinking about these things in his mind, but, when he looked at the young man who was also hiding his lips at a loss, the only thing Duan Jinrui could do was to calm himself down and calm down, he told himself that it was Liu Moyan who was still young, and he didn't know the severity, it was the young man's first taste of love, so there was no one to control it, he shouldn't be angry at him, not to mention, he was not willing to really treat the young man as a matter of what, this is, he owes him, The icy eyes were a little gloomy, but the shadow cast by the moonlight on the man who was over his neck just covered up this change in feelings.

"I don't know, I don't understand, I don't understand!"

Liu Moyan smiled, three words, completely showed his attitude.

"Mo Yan!"

"Huh?"

The boy tilted his head.

"You're smart!"

So, stop pretending, okay? Stop in moderation, pull out the heart that is about to fall in time, I know that your cleverness is enough.

The two of them are only one step away from each other, but no one can cross that step of distance, Duan Jinrui doesn't know how to treat Liu Moyan, it's light, let Liu Moyan act recklessly, it is a kind of irresponsibility for his life, heavy, how can he look at the young man who is smiling brightly and proudly, and his eyebrows are stained with sorrow.

"Arrow, I'm not smart at all......"

Liu Moyan suddenly lost his mind, his fingertips were still pressed between his lips, and those lips, with their own temperature, were contaminated with the coolness that belonged to another man, just now, the lips of the two people were once so intimately attached together, obviously, it was not a deep kiss full of desire that night, it was just a sudden touch like a joke, he thought that his heart was dead, but it seemed to be connected to an electric current, "Poof!" "Poof!" The sound of a heartbeat echoed in my ears.

He remembered this feeling, the finger on his lips, I don't know when, pressed to the position of the heart, as if it had been a hundred years, buried deep in his heart, belonged to the heart of that life, when he was feverish, dizzy, and painfully tortured when his heart was fragile, the man in the green shirt, always by the side, when he woke up, the man's smile, fascinated his heart, shook his soul.

His lips and teeth clenched tightly, and there was a slight panic and helplessness in his eyes, impossible, he couldn't be tempted again, how ridiculous, just because Duan Jinrui didn't leave him when he was sick and took care of him, just because of the man's wordless connivance, just because of the man's occasional helpless but compromised eyes, just because the man dragged the stump leg, step by step, and carried him on his back, just because the man would tell him what was right and what was the way to avoid harm, just because of the ......

Liu Moyan's eyes were a little hollow, and between his lips and teeth, he tasted the taste of blood, incomparably bitter, even more bitter than Coptis chinensis.

His body trembled slightly, imperceptibly, at this moment, all revenge, what game, all he forgot about it, he felt that this room, this square inch of land, was so suffocating that he couldn't stay even a quarter of an hour.

"You tell me, what should I do? If I can't treat you like a stranger, if I treat you like a Lord, tell me, what should I do? ”

A breeze swept in the crack of the door, and the wind whistled, rolling up a corner of the blue shirt on Liu Moyan's body, the hem danced with the breeze, and the blue clothes were tightly attached to the body, exposing the slender and even somewhat fragile lines of the young man in front of him.

Duan Jinrui pressed his hand on the cloak on his shoulder almost without thinking about it, but he only held it down, he heard his own voice, leisurely, without effort, with the cold indifference he had become accustomed to: "If you can't do it, then, forget about me......"

"Forget Me ......"

Three words, bursts of thunder in his heart, Liu Moyan suddenly had a feeling of playing with fire and self-immolation, he was here, almost unable to stay for a moment, pulled out the warm paper in his arms, tilted his head sideways, and pressed the hand of the man who didn't dare to look at him.

"Gifts!"

When Duan Jinrui felt the temperature of the thin paper in his hand and bowed his head in a daze, Liu Moyan had already raised his sleeves and opened the closed window, like a goose flying in the clouds.

Duan Jinrui didn't care about looking at the things in his hand, he stepped to the window in two steps, the open window could not hide the cold night wind, blowing on his face, he felt pain for a while, and his lips opened: "Every year......"

In the end, it was still silent, reaching out to close the window, covering the ray of moonlight, the stunned loss on Duan Jinrui's face finally revealed uncontrollably, leaning against the wall, supporting his body, unfolding the paper handed to him by the young man, scribbled and free handwriting, the words are like his person, the ink-colored pen, as if he could see the young man laughing arbitrarily, and the sword dance for nine days out of the dust.

The amazement on his face gradually disappeared, but when he swept the word zuihou, his eyebrows raised: "Hu Heng, Imperial Doctor Xuansu is here to see the palace!" ”

opened the door and commanded Mr. Hu, who was hiding in the shadows and pretending not to exist, and when the other party turned around, he said meaningfully: "Take care of your mouth, if there is a next time, this palace will not spare it!" ”

The faint tone did not say anything, but it made Hu Heng's shoulders shake: "Your Highness, don't worry, the minion's mouth is tighter than the mussel shell, the minion didn't see anything just now, didn't hear anything!" ”

He made a gesture of closing his mouth and ears, which was so funny that even Duan Jinrui, who was in a bad mood, laughed dumbly: "Get out!" ”

The two of them knew that for so many years, whenever Duan Jinrui was in a bad mood and drilled the horns, Hu Heng leaked the secret to Zhuang Lijue to solve it, but this time, he didn't want anyone to interfere in the matter of the young man.