Ji Ning's figure was hidden from the illusion, and when she saw herself caressing Ying Qianqiu's face at that time, she couldn't help but avert her eyes to the clouds that were scurrying around in the room.
At that time, he deliberately made a gesture of seducing Ying Qianqiu, and he didn't feel anything in his heart, but now he looks at it from the perspective of a bystander. No matter how he looks at it, he feels too shameless. He really doesn't see it.
The young man in the phantom was unaware, his fingertips stroked Ying Qianqiu's chin, raised his face a little, and moved closer, the moist water vapor had a faint scent, even that His eyes were also wet.
He asked Ying Qianqiu: "You and I are both men and have already promised to get married, why do you still avoid me?"
Ying Qianqiu gently flicked his hand away, but did not answer. Suddenly the bell rang, Yun Duo jumped to the desk, bit the book that was placed, and swept his fluffy tail around, and knocked over the pen holder.
"You little thing!"
The young man scolded and was attracted to catch the naughty little beast. Ying Qianqiu turned around and walked outside the house. The tips of his ears slowly stained a thin red, which then spread to his face, but he did not want the young man to see it.
At that time, Ji Ning really didn't see it. He was catching the clouds around, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Ying Qianqiu had left, but now, Ji Ning clearly saw Ying Qianqiu's reaction.
This is really...
Ji Ning's eyes showed unusually complicated emotions.
At the end of the day, it was a very wrong act to end the relationship with one's own death. Although he did not regret doing these things in order to be able to go home, it did not mean that he would not feel guilty. , At this moment, the memory of the past is reawakened, and the taste in his heart is really uncomfortable.
The illusion continued to evolve on its own, and suddenly the scene changed, and the fragrance of wine and feasts filled the air. The huge mansion was beautifully decorated, and everywhere was gorgeous and luxurious. There was an endless stream of guests coming and going. Dressed in a dress, he followed behind his father, smiling and accepting congratulations from others.
This day is the boy's sixteenth birthday, which means he has become an adult.
He is the son of the head of the Ji family, and a genius cultivator who has been rare in the family for decades. Therefore, this birthday banquet was very grand. Not only the members of the family, but also many people from other aristocratic families were sent to serve him. He celebrated his birthday, and even the treasure bags used to distribute the gifts filled several tables.
But the elders of various clans came to visit Ji's house, but it was not for his junior. Above the banquet, all the distinguished guests of all clans had already taken their seats and exchanged cups, but the rest of the teenagers went to another quiet mountain. A feast was held.
They are all close friends of the teenager, and they really came to celebrate his birthday. At this time, there was no elders in the clan to discipline them, and there were no rules and regulations, so they became wild, sitting together in twos and threes, drinking and playing, making noise, okay? lively.
Ying Qianqiu was sitting in one place. There was no one in this group of teenagers who was close to him. Although the others had already recognized his identity, they all knew that his family had fallen, like a rootless duckweed. What kind of cold words, but no one chatted with him, and looked around, only his side was cold and cold, which was very out of tune.
The young man saw Ying Qianqiu sitting beside him, and called him repeatedly and twice, but other young girls laughed and pulled his sleeves, trying to give him a drink, but he couldn't get out of his body, and he became half-drunk after a while.
Ying Qianqiu saw all this in his eyes, his expression was calm, but his eyes were dark, and he couldn't tell what was in his heart.
After a few rounds of drinking, everyone began to play the game of finding objects again.
The teenager was blindfolded, and others hid a few jade flowers in different places, with a little mysterious energy attached to them, so that the teenager could not see things, and could only grope slowly, relying on sensing mysterious energy to find.
Only when all the jade flowers are found will he win, otherwise he will be punished for drinking a whole pot of wine.
"Who's birthday is it?"
The young man complained, and everyone laughed and said that he was afraid. The young man has always been arrogant and could not bear the agitation of others, so he looked for it now.
He is worthy of the name of genius. Even if he could only rely on that little sense, he found most of the jade flowers in a blink of an eye. Only the last one remained, but it took a lot of time.
"I think you can't find the last one."
His friend walked up to him with a smile, circled around him and said, "I'll give you the last half of the incense stick. If you don't find it, then..."
"Is this jade flower on you?"
The young man suddenly raised his head and rushed towards his friend. There was a hint of surprise in the friend's eyes, and he was about to back away quietly, but the young man rushed over first, put his hand on his arm, and pulled him up: "Hurry up and hand it over!"
The friend has been seen through, but he refuses to give in. Between the two of you chasing me, the young man has slammed into the arms of his friend. Although there is no affection, his actions are extremely intimate.
The others suddenly burst into laughter, and the thoughtful person secretly glanced over to Ying Qianqiu's seat, only to find that he had disappeared without a trace.
…
Ying Qianqiu had already left the banquet when he saw the boy crash into the arms of others.
He went all the way down the mountain, walked to the lake at the foot of the mountain, sat down and quietly looked at the sparkling lake. Under the moonlight, his cold expression revealed a slight trace of loneliness.
A petite white figure emerged from the bushes, slowly approached him, and lightly rubbed his arm.
Ying Qianqiu looked down at the snow-white little beast, put it in his arms, and stroked its fur. After a while, he heard footsteps coming from behind him, and he moved for a while, but he recognized it by hearing the footsteps. come.
He turned his head, and the boy had already walked to his side, still dyed with a faint scent of wine, sat beside him and asked, "Why did you leave first?"
"...I saw it coming out." Ying Qianqiu was silent for a moment, then raised the clouds in his arms and said.
"You lied." The young man picked up the fur on the back of Yun Duo's neck, let it go, and whispered, "You just want to leave..."
Ying Qianqiu didn't answer, the young man was so dizzy that he held his forehead and murmured, "I'm dizzy, lend me a place to lie down for a while."
After that, he put his pillow on Ying Qianqiu's lap, stretched out his fingers, tugged up a strand of Ying Qianqiu's black hair, wrapped it between his fingers, and asked, "Where's the birthday gift you gave me? Didn't you give it to me? Prepare?"
He looked at Ying Qianqiu, his pupils were dyed with hazy drunkenness, and the color of the water appeared. The galaxy in the sky seemed to be reflected in his eyes, but there was also Ying Qianqiu's figure in it.
Ying Qianqiu looked at him for a moment, then suddenly clenched the boy's fingers lightly and responded to him in a low voice.
"I'm ready. I'm afraid you don't like it."
"I don't like it if you don't give it to me." The young man's voice was soft and coquettish, "Hurry up and give it to me."
Ying Qianqiu looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand and took out a hairpin from his bosom.
The young man's eyes brightened slightly, and he reached out to take it, but Ying Qianqiu held the back of his hand and prevented him from taking it.
"Listen to me." Ying Qianqiu said, "This is something in my clan. Every generation of clan masters will give this to their partner. Before I came to Ji's house, my mother gave it to me. Now… "
"Now you're going to give it to me?" the boy said in surprise.
"I don't know if you want it."
Ying Qianqiu looked at him deeply and spoke slowly.
"Before you accept this hosta, you have to think carefully."
"My family is declining, and you are the direct son of the family, and you have high hopes. If you are born, I am not your good match. If you want to refuse this marriage, I will never complain, even if you are not good at talking to your father. , I can also raise the matter of withdrawing from the relatives first, it will not embarrass you."
"But if you accept it, I will assume that you are willing to marry me, and no matter what happens in the future, you will never have any chance to go back, unless I die—"
"You're not allowed to talk nonsense." The young man's eyes were filled with anger, and he put his hand on his lips.
Ying Qianqiu was usually calm and reserved, but at this time, he was uncharacteristically, revealing an attitude that could not be rejected. He held both hands of the young man together, not allowing him to interrupt himself, his eyes dark and deep.
"I'm not a big-hearted person. No matter today or in the future, I don't like you being close to others, even if it's your friend. After getting married, don't say that you have a relationship with others, it's that others touch you. I will also feel unhappy about the corners of your clothes, and you have to destroy your clothes before you can feel comfortable."
"Even so, you have to accept this hosta and marry me?"
"… "
The young man lay down and looked at him for a while, then suddenly sat up with a bit of difficulty, took off his hair tie, let the black hair loose, glanced at him, turned his head and said, "Will you put it on for me?"
Ying Qianqiu was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to tie the boy's long hair, and gently inserted the hairpin.
He doesn't often braid his hair, his movements are a bit unfamiliar, the bun is loose, and a few strands of black hair hang down, but the young man still frowns, holding the hairpin and saying, "This will be my thing from now on. "
"I'll ask you one last time." Ying Qianqiu said, "You know who I am, and what did you promise me?"
"You are Ying Qianqiu."
The young man was drunk, but his eyes gradually became clearer, the alcohol slowly dissipated, and he said seriously, "I promised to marry you just now, but I clearly promised from the beginning... um..."
His eyes showed a look of surprise, his lips were kissed by Ying Qianqiu, he jumped back unexpectedly, but was hugged by Ying Qianqiu's back, not letting him back, his wrist was also brought up, hooking Ying Qianqiu's back neck.
Ji Ning, who was watching silently on the side, couldn't help but look away again. He waited until there were voices behind him, and then he looked at them again.
"I am very grateful for this gift." The young man was hugged by Ying Qianqiu, without his usual arrogance, his eyebrows lowered, and he asked a little shyly, "It will be your birthday in a while, what do you want? ?"
"I have already accepted the gift you gave me." Ying Qianqiu grabbed the boy's hand and kissed his knuckles.
Listening to their conversation, Ji Ning's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, so he controlled the illusion a little and asked the young man.
"Then what other wishes do you have? Or... wish to be fulfilled?"
"Wish..." Ying Qianqiu said softly, and suddenly said slowly, "Of course it is the Guangfu clan."
"What else? Do you have any other wishes?"
"And it is."
Ying Qianqiu lowered his head and looked at the young man.
"You marry me... Xiaoxiao."