Shen Hanxi stopped in the crowd and looked back at her.

Her eyebrows were lowered, and she looked at the red piece of clothing on his chest, still in a gesture of avoidance and rejection.

It was almost dusk when I came out of the Yan Mansion, and after walking for a while, it was twilight on the lake, and the lights in the painting boat were also lit. She vaguely felt that his gaze was a little hot, and one of her hearts was also disturbed.

I thought he would say something more disturbing to her, but he smiled and let go of her hand.

In that smile, there was a bit of self-deprecation and a bit of sobriety.

"The official knows that Miss Song doesn't like to hear such words, and the official won't say it again in the future. Miss Song and the official are not all the way after all, and if you walk with the official, what you see will be such pickled things today. ”

Probably because he has been in a high position for a long time, although his words and deeds are careless on weekdays, his aura is strong, so when he speaks, he often gives people a sense of distance that is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but from his words, Song Ran heard a bit of heart-to-heart.

He repeated what he had already said to her today: "Miss Song, the official is not happy, and he is not happy all the time, day by day, life is very boring. ”

Her eyebrows moved, and she raised her eyes and said, "Don't say that, adult, it's sad." ”

He took a long time: "Will Miss Song also be sad for this official?" ”

She didn't answer immediately, but when she answered, there was no hypocrisy or hesitation in her voice: "When I see adults happy, I am happy, and when I see adults unhappy, I am not happy." It doesn't matter what kind of person you are, or whether I approve of your style of doing things, but now that I'm with adults, I don't want to hear adults say that life is boring. As long as you live, there will be something interesting. ”

He was slightly stunned by her words, and then smiled with relief: "Miss Song is right. Compared with Miss Song, the official is much more selfish. His eyes deepened, and he said, "I am so selfish that when I see something I like, I want to put it by my side." For the official, Miss Song was originally a rare plaything, and she wanted to keep it by her side anytime and anywhere, and she could enjoy it anytime and anywhere. ”

Song Ran couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied when he heard this, and tried his best to explain him, who knew that in exchange for his words, where did this adult look unhappy, probably teasing her again.

Then he said, "But today, the official is tired of it." Miss Song is not an object, and it is no longer in line with the official's wishes. As he said this, his slender and beautiful five fingers fell to the side of her face, and he straightened her messy sideburns, "After returning to Beijing, Miss Song and this official will probably not meet again."

Song Ran was completely stunned.

Shen Hanxi's words were very contrary to his intentions.

How could he be tired of it, she was like a moonlight, shining into his unbearable life, and if it was possible, he hoped that she would stay forever. But when he tried his best to pull her into his life, he suddenly got bored. Tired of himself.

Such a pure person, such a pure heart. Is he Shen Hanxi worthy?

His fingers brushed over her ear, causing her heart to tremble.

Song Ran opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. He treated her like an object, and he was tired of it, and she should have been angry. But think about it, isn't this exactly what she can't ask for, since she can't ask for it, why does her chest seem to be blocked by something, a little angry, a little sad.

She actually has no right to be angry, nor is she qualified to be sad, she has always refused him from the door, and she has not even given him a chance.

But since he was tired of it, what did he tease her like this?

She suddenly wondered what kind of expression he was on at this time, so she raised her hand and landed on his mask. I don't know if he didn't have time to stop it, or if he didn't want to stop it, so she took off the mask.

I thought I would see a cold and stern face, but unexpectedly, the eyebrows under the mask did not have the slightest coldness, and there was only a vast silence in the narrow and deep eyes. At this time, the moon is flat on the West Lake, and the lights are swaying in the twilight. There seemed to be a little spark in his eyes, but it was quickly occupied by a hint of a smile.

He asked her with a gentle smile: "Miss Song, will you be sad if you can't see this official in the future?" ”

"What adults mean is ......"

In the middle of her sentence, he suddenly bowed his head and shut her mouth.

She didn't react at first, until he left her lips and covered them again, and her breathing picked up. His movements were originally aggressive, and he slowed down his strength when he sensed her horror and stiffness, but still did not give her any respite.

His hand rested on her head, slowly deepening the kiss.

Song Ran only felt that there was a smoke and light exploding on the spiritual platform, this feeling was so strange and so intense, she seemed to be no longer herself, and she couldn't tell the difference, whether it was more suffocation or more dizziness. She couldn't even remember when she had closed her eyes. At that time, she was not very conscious, and she forgot to push him away.

Before he became emotional, he reluctantly left her lips, did not speak, let the warm breath fall between her snorts, squinted his eyes, and said: "Miss Song doesn't hide, don't blame the official for taking advantage of you." ”

She just woke up from a dream at this time, and although her heart was noisy, she pretended to be calm and said, "Your Excellency, you are always reasonable. ”

He hooked his lips slightly, left beside her, and regained his usual demeanor: "It's not too early, let's go back." ”

He looked as usual, as if the kiss was just a simple take advantage of her.

Song Ran followed in silence. Halfway through, the foot that I had broken yesterday began to ache again.

Shen Hanxi saw that she was slowing down and had a bitter look on her face, so he stopped and asked her, "Hurt feet?" ”

She said, "It's okay, just find a place to rest for a while, just take a break." ”

Shen Hanxi looked around, where was there a place for her to rest, said softly, "It's useless", and bowed down to her: "Come up." ”

Seeing this, Song Ran was stunned, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes: "How dare you bother your ......?"

His tone was not good: "If you don't come up, do you want the official to find a sedan chair to carry you?" ”

Song Ran hesitated for a moment, finally grabbed his neck, leaned on his back, and said softly, "Thank you, sir." ”

She clinged to Shen Hanxi's back, such intimacy made her heart messy, but what made her feel messed up the most was that she actually ...... Not exclusive.

"My ......, my lord"

He interrupted her lightly: "Miss Song, is it difficult for you to be strong again?" ”

Her body was light and limp, lying on her back, with little weight. Shen Hanxi has been practicing martial arts all year round, and her steps are steady, but every time she takes a breath, it falls on his neck, making him a little distracted.

Her tone was very light, and there were some grievances: "Adults are always making things difficult for others." ”

He said dissatisfiedly: "This official deigns to betray you, but you are still wronged." He added, "There won't be another chance for this in the future." ”

Song Ran lost his mind again for this sentence.

She suddenly remembered something she had never told anyone before. On the New Year's Eve twelve years ago, the people of Yaozhou City poured out of the city and went out to watch the lanterns. She was the only one who was locked up in the house by her father for doing something wrong. She had been looking forward to the lantern festival for a year, and although she was afraid of her father's punishment, she still mustered up the courage and begged her aunt who took care of her to take her to see the lanterns.

There were too many people watching the lantern that day, whether she didn't grasp the aunt's hand, or the other party suddenly let go of her hand, her memory has always been a little vague, only the confusion in the crowd at that time and the great fear in the face of the unknown are still hovering in her mind.

That night's lantern festival, I don't know how many candles burned out, she was in the bustling crowd, like a headless fly, looking for her way home, and it was when she was most desperate that she met him.

When I met him, he was fighting with people.

It is said to be a fight, but it is actually more similar to a fight. In the dark alley where the lights could not be illuminated, there were seven or eight floating teenagers, who were beating him. She didn't know where she got the courage, and shouted there: "The officers and soldiers are here!" After shouting, he hurriedly hid, and his heart was pounding.

Seeing that the floating boys were hula-la-la, she carried the lanterns she picked up and approached cautiously. Take a lantern and shine a light on a blood-stained face. With a click, the lantern slammed to the ground.

He sat up from the mess, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at her coldly, and said in a low voice, "Get out." ”

She was so startled by him that she fell to the ground.

All the grievances erupted at that time, but she had a stoic personality, and after only snorting, she endured the tears rolling in her eyes. With his hands and feet, he crawled in front of him and felt a handkerchief for him: "Brother, you are bleeding." ”

It was probably because he saw that she was just a little girl that he relaxed his guard a little and silently took the handkerchief in her hand. He was wiping the blood from his face, but his eyes suddenly froze. I saw those floating boys going and returning, and the brocade clothes and jade belts who took the lead were full of evil expressions: "Where are the officers and soldiers, stinky girl, but you shouted the sound of Shicai?" ”

She ducked behind him in a hurry, clutching his robe.

The floating young man said, and looked at him fiercely: "Don't think that you will get the first place in the exam, Zhou Fuxue also values you, you can get carried away, today Young Master Ben has to teach you a lesson, let you see whose territory is here!" After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and came up, "And this dead girl, dare to play me, see if I can't clean you up!" ”

When Song Ran heard this person mention Zhou Fuxue, he already understood that these people were students of Fuxue, and they couldn't compare to him everywhere, so they came to him for trouble.

Although she was young, she had a lively brain, and she was about to make an idea to scare them away, but she saw him get up slowly, and said, "If you want to clean me up, you will try." ”

He was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but the murderous aura exuded from his body shocked those floating teenagers for a moment.

But with the large number of people, they quickly pounced on him.

Next, Song Ran looked at him dumbfounded, and beat the seven or eight prodigal children to the ground one by one.

But in a quarter of an hour, he stepped on the head of the leader, and said with a sneer: "I don't care about you, you are quite good at making inches." With that, he ignored them, held out a hand to her, and said, "Come here." ”

His headband broke, his long, messy hair fluttered in the wind, brushing his indistinct countenance.

The young man stepped forward in a daze and took his hand.

The lantern festival has come to an end, the noise is no more, only the bustling desert remains, one high and one low, two figures, holding hands with each other and walking on the long street in the middle of the night.

After hearing that she was lost, he didn't say a word, and led her to the address she had reported. She couldn't walk halfway through her feet, so he squatted down at her like Shen Hanxi today, and said, "Come up." ”

She leaned on his back and asked for his name.

He was silent for a long time, and it was not until she was drowsy that he vaguely heard his answer.

It's like two words.