XXXIX (1) Where is the friendship between you and me?
The small courtyard, the fragrant tea, the beautiful man is accompanied, and the life is extraordinarily comfortable.
The atmosphere was dignified......
Dongfang Yan thought about Sima Xuan's question seriously, but didn't pay attention to Sima Xuan's lonely expression and covered up the look of interest.
She thought about it for a long time, and finally didn't say anything, and was silent for a long time......
When he spoke again, Sima Xuan's face darkened.
"Thank you for this time, your handmaid, you can take them back today." In the blink of an eye, he regained his detached look, and with a look of indifference that decided to put aside the relationship.
A crack finally appeared in his smiling expression, but no matter how good the disguise was, he couldn't laugh, so he only asked, "What?" Didn't serve well? β
The two maidservants heard it from afar, but they had a helpless look, this young lady had always been friendly but hardly gave them any chance to take care of the dormitory, but was more taking care of the birds. It's just that I don't know what I've done wrong at the moment, and I can't help but feel a little apprehensive-
The master's method of punishing his subordinates is not a joke.
Her expression was indifferent, and she only said, "Very considerate, gentle, and understanding," she looked at Sima Xuan's puzzled expression, and continued to speak: "It's just that I don't like people to let anyone in without my consent."
The implication is to blame him for letting him in? He stared at Dongfang Yan for a long time with a strange face, as if he had been like this since the beginning, even since he knew her, he never let anyone approach her, and he was always so lonely and decisive.
Today, not only did we not get closer, but we made the distance farther and farther away...... Rao is Sima Xuan's scheming was so deep that he couldn't hold back the expression on his face, and couldn't help but sigh. He got up and walked away, without saying hello.
She summoned two maidservants and motioned for them to go back with them, and sat alone in the courtyard looking at his back, only to feel that the innocent and innocent prince seemed to have changed.
Seven years, how can I not change?
The depression lasted until the afternoon, Dongfang Yan was irritable, and finally couldn't hold back. Refused to follow a person to the forest to relax, step by step, inadvertently will see a few herbs, she is absent-minded, while thinking about the mind while turning around, and did not pay attention to the direction, in a blink of an eye I don't know where to turn......
She thought about it, but she would never admit that she was lost. Look up againβ
Just looking at the elegant pavilion in front of him, a young man in the pavilion had a high crown of hair, and he was also wearing an indigo robe, Dongfang Yan only felt a little familiar in a trance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Huh? It's him? Someone can take me back now.
She quietly approached from behind and slapped her hard: "Cousin, why are you here?!" Don't you have to go to class? β
It wasn't until the man in front of her turned around in shock that she realized that she had made a mistake......
The man in front of him is the same age as Meng Xuan, and his body shape and temperament are somewhat similar, the only difference is a pair of deep eyes - on the surface, it seems to be calm and waveless, but there seem to be turbulent waves hidden in the depths, and if you look closely, you can see the chilling ambition and desire to control, coupled with the gentle and harmless elegant appearance, the indescribable contrast, the two extreme beauty that flashed at first glance, but it is shocking.
Dongfang Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses.
Facing the man's inquiring gaze, he looked away slightly embarrassed, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry I found the wrong person." As he spoke, he began to move......
The man smiled in return, but faintly blocked her retreat, "What? I'm very similar to Brother Ling? β
She was speechless...... shocked others but couldn't run away immediately, so he kept explaining: "Ha, it's a little, but you're better looking than him, I admit it's wrong." β
The man seemed to find it interesting, his voice was slightly hoarse in the voice change period, and his tone was slightly frivolous, and he approached step by step, "Huh? Am I better looking than him? Where is it visible? β
Dongfang Yan didn't pay attention to his approaching step by step, and he retreated step by step, pulling on what he didn't have, until his back was against the stone pillar and cooled...... She reacted in shock, but when she looked up, she was shrouded in shadows.
The man's gorgeous and cool breath shrouded him, and as soon as he reached out and locked her in the small space in front of him, he picked up a strand of her ear hair with one hand and gently kneaded it, "You ......"
Dongfang Yan was taken aback, he had never been used to being in such close contact with anyone for a long time, no matter who it was. She pulled back the hair from his hand and looked up at him, smirking smirk, "Hey handsome guy, I'm not good at being a man." β
The man seemed stunned by this remark, and she took the opportunity to push him away and hurried over the fence almost in embarrassment.
The man leaned against the stone pillar with his hands around his chest in the pavilion and showed an interested expression, his fingers seemed to be wrapped around a soft feeling, and he gently rubbed his fingertips, "Hehe, a woman dressed as a man?" Interesting. β
An attendant came to the pavilion from the canopy of the tree, bowed his head and asked, "Master, the son just now?" β
The man smiled wickedly, "It's okay, it's just the wrong person." β
The attendants had lost their tracks, as if no one had ever appeared, only the canopy of the trees was slightly stirred by the wind, and it was silent......
Dongfang Yan galloped all the way, thinking about what happened today? Why are you restless all day? Strange things? That can't be a legendary rabbit.
Ah, it's scary......
She didn't dare to compliment him with her appearance now, ah, it was terrible......
She ran in a hurry and didn't pay attention to the road ahead, and with a 'bang' bump hit a place that was tight and soft, soft and hard and extremely solid and powerful, she didn't have time to think about it, such a collision could feel so obviously. She snorted and fell back unexpectedly, but someone grabbed her waist and stopped castration.
A joking voice sounded, "Why is the banquet boy so impatient when he walks?" β
Looking up, it was Sima Xuan's playful and smiling expression, Dongfang Yan's face was still hot, and he saw that the white earlobes were all crystal pink, he looked at the delicate and delicate for a while, and forgot to pull her up.
Dongfang Yan was also dumbfounded, looking at Sima Xuan for a long time and not coming back to his senses, until the slight soreness in his waist did he find that it was Sima Xuan's hand that was clenched unconsciously, and the hot strength of the big hand stuck in the waist seemed to be transmitted to the skin through the already thin clothes in summer.
Struggled hard, broke free from his big hands and stood up.
He looked at him angrily, but he didn't know what to say, and turned around and fled.
Someone stepped forward curiously and asked, "What's the matter?" Which boudoir lady did you see? So out of mind? β
Sima Xuan raised an arc of interest, "Huh? You probably all know each other. β
Meng Xuan looked at the shadow flashing and seemed to be slightly familiar, and when he saw Sima Xuan's side face, his eyes kept following the figure, and he suddenly had a vague answer in his heart.
He Jia smiled, "We all know each other? We know too much, which young lady can win the favor of your Xuan Prince? β
Meng Xuan stepped forward and quietly diverted the topic, "There are thousands of famous families in the boudoir, and it is not surprising that Prince Xuan likes anyone, what do you say?" β
Sima Xuan turned around and looked at Yan Xuan's back meaningfully, and the corners of his lips were also raised with interest. How much has changed in the past seven years?
In a turn, time is quiet, and the banquet is in the courtyard.
Dongfang Yan absentmindedly listened to Le Yunfan explain the details of the autumn vacation exam next month, He Jia was eager to try and showed an excited expression, "I haven't gone down the mountain to play for a long time, why don't we go down to play this time?" If you have time to say that you can't go to the Warring States to visit, it is said that the hibiscus town there is full of hibiscus flowers in August, which is beautiful, especially the girls there, tsk, I heard that the flowers of the capital are like water, do you want to go and see? β
Le Yunfan smiled bitterly, "There is an exam to go down the mountain during the autumn vacation, even if it is you, I can't just leave, right, Xiaoyan." β
The banquet party was still in a daze in the eyes of everyone, twisting a strand of hair with one hand and playing with it intentionally or unintentionally, with a look of disdain.
"A small banquet?" Le Yunfan didn't follow back to Dongfang Yan's yard that night, and naturally he didn't see the tragic scene of the fierce killing moves, and several people were tight-lipped after they went back, so now only Le Yunfan still feels that this silent teenager is pure and harmless.
Dongfang Yan came back to his senses when he heard this, "Huh? What the? β
Sima Xuanmo's fractured fan was gently pressed against his lips, and he smiled playfully, "We said that we were going to visit the gentle township of Furong Town in the Warring States Period during this autumn vacation, and we want to go with Brother Banquet?" β
Dongfang Yan subconsciously spoke: "How can there be a gentle township in Furong Town?" The closest to that is in Xuanyuan? β
Several people showed stunned expressions, "Brother Yan, you, you, how do you know." β
Le Yunfan was the most stunned, obviously he didn't expect that a young man who was less than twelve years old could say the words gentle township so clearly and expressionlessly, and how did he know that Furong Town did not have ......
A few people sneered, with interest and banter in their words, "It seems that Xiaoyan is very experienced." β
Dongfang Yan doesn't understand, why are a few people looking so weird? Puzzled eyes turned to Meng Xuan.
Meng Xuan received his gaze, held his forehead and buried his head in silence, looking helpless. I wail in my heart, I have no culture, it's terrible!
He Jia walked up and hooked Yan Fang's neck from behind, and said inducingly: "Xiaoyan, how many times have you been to Gentle Township?" β
Seeing this action, Meng Xuan and Sima Xuan's eyes seemed to have a flash of light, and his fingers moved, but he secretly held back.
Yan Fang was unaware, and shook off the wolf claw he hooked around his neck with one hand, with a blank expression: "How many times have you been there?" Didn't count? Haven't you all been? β
He Jia's hand stiffened, and in a trance, he felt that the hand held by Yan Fang was as soft as jade, and he couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment, and then he was thrown away. Hearing this, his expression was also stiff, "This ......"
Fu Qingsong gloated, "He Jia's family style is strict, I guess I haven't been to that kind of place." β
The banquet party seemed to have finally come to his senses, "Huh? What kind of place? What kind of place? Isn't Gentle Township a dance workshop? The dance is also average, huh? β
The crowd pouted......
He Jia looked strange, "Xiaoyan, you really don't know if it's fake?" β
Seeing that the banquet party still had an ignorant and innocent expression, he couldn't help but stop, sighed lightly and didn't say anything.
He looked at such an ignorant teenager with an unbelievable expression, and couldn't help but think of the dripping rain that night, and couldn't believe what such a teenager looked like under his disguise? Could it be that he is so innocent at this time?
At this time, I couldn't help but think of the long conversation that night, which was still fruitless, and the angry questioning of him at the banquet was still expressionless.
"Why are you? Why did you force a girl to kill that person with your own hands? β
"Otherwise, she'll go crazy."
"But how much better is she like this now than she is crazy? Don't say a word, look sluggish all day! Didn't you force that?! β
"How much better can she be than she is now if she doesn't force her? Is it better than ending up in a room with tears in your face? The boy finally reacted, and faced the rhetorical question that was a matter of course.
"How do you know she's going to die of depression? After a long time, you will forget, she is a woman, it is not enough for you to kill someone, do you have to pull such a woman on that bloody road? β
The boy was silent for a short time, "I didn't want her to go the same path as me, it's just that she should always face the reality, this world is insidious and cunning, if you face humiliation, you can only grit your teeth and endure it...... She won't live long. The tone is affirmative.
"Isn't it you? Won't you be her life's support? β
Thinking of the boy's brief hesitation, the words he spit out were shocking, "What if one day there is no me?" I won't be with her for the rest of my life. She should always learn to be self-reliant, not rely on anyone. β
"That's what a woman should have, isn't it?"
"Maybe, but the person she can rely on for the rest of her life won't be me."
"You ......" he said to him, you won't be with her for the rest of your life? He knew that he had overstepped the rules.
People like them will not stop for a lifetime because of a momentary love, the banquet party and they are the same kind of people can get together, he understands it very well, so he can't look at it, like looking at himself in the mirror, looking at his own reflection, although he knows that some things have to be done......
He was silent for a long time......
"I still think you're too cruel to her like that, what is so good about her now? I don't understand, why did you force her to raise a butcher's knife and kill that person when you seem to cherish her so much? When I opened my mouth again, I didn't know whether I was arguing or unwilling.
"You've asked so many times, and my answer won't change. If she doesn't kill him, she'll regret it for the rest of her life, I know you think I'm too much, but I still think it's the right thing to do. β
He didn't think it was too much, but at that time, he couldn't say it.
That night of fruitless conversation, the young man was so calm and rational from the facts, no sentence mixed with personal feelings, he once thought that this young man was deeply hidden, but now looking at the ignorant expression of the young man who didn't even understand the gentle township, he couldn't help but raise the first question since the conversation.
Is he too well disguised, or is he never disguised as real?