The tears on Qi Changyi's face were wiped away. He raised his head slightly and looked at Pei Zheng in the moonlight.
Pei Zheng's throat became dry when he looked at him. He pinched his chin and kissed him on the lips, not going deep, just a light kiss to comfort him.
After a long time, they separated. Pei Zheng asked the little man to sit next to him, then lit the candlestick, opened the memorial on the table and began to read it.
Qi Changyi sat there obediently, not crying or talking, just staring at Pei Zheng's handsome profile.
From the sharp brow bones to the slightly pursed thin lips, every inch was carefully depicted.
I was watching so seriously that I didn’t feel sleepy at all.
Although being stared at by the too direct gaze next to him, Pei Zheng had enough composure and did not even glance at the little guy for a long time.
After closing the last memorial, Pei Zheng closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows twice.
A pair of soft little hands came up and rubbed him again and again, which was much more comfortable than kneading him by himself.
"Jiang Yubai left?" Pei Zheng asked.
Qi Changyi nodded, then realized that Pei Zheng couldn't see because he had his eyes closed, so he said softly, "Yes, they left with Afeng. I even sent them to the door today."
"You are heavy, so walk carefully and don't run around."
"Brother Pei, I understand."
Qi Changyi agreed softly.
He pursed his lips and thought for a long time, then said, "Brother Pei, I saw someone getting married on the street today, and they even blew a trumpet."
Pei Zheng closed his eyes and hummed in a deep voice.
Qi Changyi withdrew his hand, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and looked at Pei Zheng seriously, "Brother Pei, can I marry you too?"
Pei Zheng suddenly raised the corners of his eyes and looked into the eyes of the little man in front of him. He saw the light flashing in his eyes and the faint expectation, and his gaze moved away imperceptibly.
Seeing that Pei Zheng didn't answer for a long time, Qi Changyi moved closer, put his head against his chest and looked at him with wet eyes. Her long eyelashes flickered like feathers, gently sweeping across his heart.
The soft and sweet voice asked again, "Brother Pei, can I marry you?"
Pei Zheng held his waist with his hands, supporting most of his body weight, afraid that he would slip down or that he would press on his stomach.
Raising his hand to cover those eyes that were too clear and bright, Pei Zheng said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Get up first."
He didn't say anything good or bad, he just pretended not to hear it and asked the little guy to get up.
Qi Changyi's eyes gradually became moist. He took a deep breath and tried hard to hold back the tears from falling.
Pei Zheng helped him sit back down, then looked at the little guy with his dark eyes, "It's too late, I'll take you back to bed."
After saying that, he stood up and pretended to walk towards the door.
Qi Changyi watched Pei Zheng walk step by step to the door without even looking back at him. The suppressed grievance surged up uncontrollably.
Pei Zheng realized that the little man behind him had not caught up with him, so he stood at the door and turned around. He saw that he was still sitting next to the table. Although he didn't cry, his eyes were filled with tears.
Ever since she became pregnant, the little girl seemed to shed more tears. Some of them were for others, but most of them were for Pei Zheng.
"come over."
The little guy secretly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and finally stood up slowly and walked over obediently.
Pei Zheng stood by the door and looked at him. He saw him walking very slowly with his round belly, and his little face was full of sadness.
The door was opened, and the little guy bit his lips tightly but did not take a step out.
There was a hazy moonlight outside, revealing a bleak and sad beauty.
The little guy seemed to be unable to hold back his anger all of a sudden, he turned around abruptly, put his arms around Pei Zheng's waist, and buried his face in his shirt.
Pei Zheng almost subconsciously hugged him tightly.
The tears could no longer be stopped, and they flowed like a flood. The little boy was crying and mumbling something, but it was hard to hear because his face was buried.
Chu.
"Stop crying."
Pei Zheng forcefully pulled the little person in his arms away, his face hidden in the darkness and his emotions could not be seen clearly.
The little guy's face was covered with tears, his eyes were swollen like peaches soaked in water, and he looked pitiful and aggrieved.
"Brother Pei," he tried his best to hold back his tears, "Did I do something wrong? Then I don't want you to marry me, and I don't want to get married with you.
You like me, like the baby, we, I hope we can be together forever."
Pei Zheng lowered his eyes slightly, looked at him for a long time without saying anything, and finally reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Go back to sleep and stop thinking so much."
His tone was unnaturally cold and hard, as if he was suppressing something.
"You have grown up, and you have to learn to be strong on your own. Even if I don't have time to accompany you, you have to learn to be sensible on your own."
The little guy nodded, looking cooperative and trying to please.
"Also, don't think about the thing I just mentioned anymore."
The little guy responded "OK" obediently and wiped away his tears.
Pei Zheng sent him back to the small building, watched him lie down on the bed, and then left.
Qi Changyi pulled the quilt over her entire face, and tears of sadness and grievance fell quietly into the quilt.
The next morning, when Li Yu saw the little prince, he was frightened by his fragile and haggard appearance.
"Your Highness, what happened? Didn't you get enough rest last night?"
Qi Changyi sat on the stool, shaking his head blankly, his eyes red and swollen like a rabbit's.
"Your Highness, I don't know when the master came back last night, and he left the house this morning. Did the master come to see you last night?"
Qi Changyi pursed his lips, nodded, shook his head, and then slowly lowered his eyes.
Li Yu couldn't understand, "This means, has he been here before or not?"
"Xiao Yuzi, I, I seem to have made Brother Pei unhappy."
Qi Changyi raised his eyes, tears welling up in them again.
Li Yu was flustered and didn't know how to comfort him. "Your Highness, Your Highness, please don't cry anymore. Once you cry, everyone in our mansion will be confused. I don't know if you are worried about other things. Please don't think too much."
"No, no, it must be because of me," Qi Changyi said while shaking his head, "I should be more sensible and not always let Brother Pei
Stay with me, I want to learn to grow up on my own"
Li Yu felt uncomfortable listening to what his prince said.
After comforting the young prince for a while, a servant came running over in a hurry.
"Your Highness, Your Highness! It's bad! The cat is lying on the ground and won't move. It's almost out of breath! Please go and have a look!"
Qi Changyi stood up suddenly and wanted to run out the door, but was stopped by Li Yu, who then helped him walk out quickly.
"Xiao Miaowu Xiao Miaowu, don't wait for me if you have anything to do."
Qi Changyi's lips were trembling and tears were falling uncontrollably.
Ever since he became pregnant, he has played less with the little black cat. Jiang Yubai doesn't allow him to hug the cat and rub it like he used to, saying that inhaling cat hair will be bad for the baby.
Therefore, Qi Changyi hasn't played with the kitten for some time.
They came to the tree in the back garden, which was the same tree where Shen Shijiu saw Xiao Miaowu.
The small black figure lay under the tree, motionless. Several servants stood around it, all with their heads lowered, secretly wiping away tears.
This cat, which is more precious than a human being, has been raised for more than three years, but still does not love its family.
When Pei Zheng first started raising it, it scratched his hands many times. It seemed as if it regarded Pei Zheng as an enemy and would not rest until it made a big fuss.
But later on, one time, Pei Zheng was scratched by it and bled, but he still didn't let it go. He just combed the fur on its back, soothed it with utmost tenderness and patience, and kept talking to it. The little black cat seemed to suddenly come to its senses and licked the bleeding back of Pei Zheng's hand.
From then on, it only retracted its claws towards Pei Zheng and would obediently nestle in his arms during the winter.
Under heavy snow, a person and a cat are enjoying the snow scenery alone. The world seems so vast, and they don’t feel too lonely.
But in the past six months, the cat has been in poor health. Even after seeing the veterinarian several times, the cat still couldn't be cured.
But I didn’t expect that it survived so many cold winter days, but died on such a warm spring day.
It was as if he had completed his mission and spent his last days in peace.
When Qi Changyi was still a few steps away from it, he stopped and looked at the little black cat on the ground, breathing quickly and rapidly.
He was reluctant to go over, as if as long as he didn't look at it or touch its slowly cooling body, it was not dead yet and would still be able to jump into his arms, rub his cheeks with its furry back, and then call "Miaowu Miaowu" in a childish voice.
Li Yu gave a look, and the servants decided to take the kitten away and find a place to bury it.
Unexpectedly, Qi Changyi suddenly said, "Don't move, don't move it, Xiao Miaowu has fallen asleep, let's not wake it up, it's very tired, let it have a good sleep."
I guess…”
"Your Highness," Li Yu looked at the little man beside him with a sad face, "Master Cat, are you sleeping?"
"Hush," Qi Changyi put his finger on his lips, tears slid down his cheeks, but he smiled gently, "I know Xiao Miaowu is going somewhere else.
Fang is asleep. When it wakes up, it might come back. Xiao Yuzi, let's leave it here, okay? If it comes back and doesn't see me or Brother Pei, it will make a fuss."
Li Yu nodded vigorously and quickly wiped his slightly red eyes with his sleeves, "Okay"
Qi Changyi gently stroked Li Yu's hand away, walked over step by step, went to the kitten, squatted down and picked it up.
This time the kitten was very docile. It didn't make a fuss or struggle, and it didn't use its furry tail to sweep the little guy's cheek.
"Good little Miaowu," Qi Changyi leaned his cheek over and rubbed it's soft tail, "Are you angry that I haven't hugged you for a long time? Don't be angry anymore, okay?"
The little guy lowered his head, and his thin shoulders trembled.
"Xiao Miaowu, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, I'm late"