It's not that I don't care...
This sigh-like voice was different from Su Jingmo's usual, less combing and less cynical.
Qin Cheng couldn't tell how he felt when he heard this sentence. He seemed to feel the complicated emotions in Su Jingmo's words, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
Suddenly, a sadness spread all over his body, which made Qin Cheng feel a pain in his heart, and walked quickly to Su Jingmo.
Staring at Su Jingmo who never looked at him again after saying those words in front of him, Qin Cheng was at a loss.
"I-I don't know what to say..."
Tan Cheng grabbed Su Jingmo's hand in a panic. Those hands were different from his warm hands. Tan Cheng's fingers would freeze because of the cold in winter, but Su Jingmo was different. His hands were long and beautiful, but cold and lifeless...
This kind of touch made Tan Cheng feel uncomfortable. It was obvious that he was pulling the man in his hand, but he didn't seem to grasp anything, as if he was touching the void, reminding Tan Cheng Sujingmo that he was different from him. …
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng couldn't help pulling Su Jingmo's hand even tighter.
"I can't control myself. If I'm more sensible, if I'm more awake, I shouldn't be near you, stay away from you, the farther the better."
Tan Cheng's words pulled Su Jingmo out of his thoughts, squinting a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly, Su Jingmo chuckled slightly as usual, "It's not too late to stay away now."
Saying so, Su Jingmo pursed her lips, and took a step back calmly, trying to pull her hands away, but Qin Cheng was holding on tightly, and when he realized that he wanted to break free, he took a step closer. He wrapped his arms around him.
This made Su Jingmo's eyes darken. He has been the emperor for nearly ten years, and before he became the emperor, he was the prince of the imperial family. Whoever broke into his world had never dared to force him like this...
Thinking of this, Su Jingmo raised his hand and wanted to push Qin Cheng away, but he didn't know if he touched Tan Cheng's wound, and there was a muffled groan in his ears, which made Su Jingmo stop.
He hugged Su Jingmo tightly, knowing that Su Jingmo wanted to push him away, but it just happened that Su Jingmo's hand happened to touch his waist, which happened to be the injured area. The slight pain made Qin Cheng instinctively take a breath, but he found that because of his low breath, Su Jingmo stopped abruptly.
Su Jingmo's hair brushed the tip of Qin Cheng's nose lightly, Qin Cheng pursed his lips, the two were about the same height, he simply relaxed his body and rested his chin lightly on Su Jingmo's shoulder.
Feeling that Su Jingmo's body was slightly stiff, Qin Cheng raised his lips slightly in his arms where he couldn't see...
Su Jingmo has been on the top of the cloud since he was a child. He is accustomed to it. Naturally, he doesn't like someone coming against him. Maybe... he changed his way... Su Jingmo wouldn't be so resistant
"Hey! Don't move, it hurts."
Although he doesn't have that kind of pain...
However, Su Jingmo stopped struggling because of Qin Cheng's words, and Qin Cheng could only hear Su Jingmo's shallow sigh.
Qin Cheng's words and actions really made Su Jingmo wonder whether to laugh or cry, how could he not see that Qin Cheng was pretending to allow Qin Cheng's hug, and there was some emotion in it that he wanted to ignore...
He is not a living person, but a ghost. Of course, he can feel where Tan Cheng's wound is, and he knows that his actions will not hurt this person, but when he hears Tan Cheng's gasping voice, he can't help but feel tight in his heart. Although it is not long, but because of his position, he has met too many people... and many of these people are fond of his appearance, but those people are different from Tan Cheng. This person... only thinks about him from beginning to end, What's more, because he was injured in danger... Obviously no effort, obviously just a scholar...
That's all...
Su Jingmo gently closed his eyes
... but just a hug... just give him...
It's just that Su Jingmo didn't know that Ren Qincheng hugged him, but the smile on his face at this moment was never seen before...
Not knowing what to say, Qin Cheng stretched out his hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose, then hugged Su Jingmo tightly, and just stood there without speaking.
It's been a long time... This kind of quietness actually gave Qin Cheng an idea that it would be good for a lifetime...
The air in the tomb was not very smooth, but because of the coldness, it didn't feel oppressive. The two didn't speak, it was obvious that the tomb was extraordinarily quiet, only the sound of water droplets falling on the slate came from somewhere.
Su Jingmo's tomb is really beautiful. I don't know who chose it to be the tomb, and who made the tomb so beautiful. Tan Cheng looked up at the top of the tomb slightly. Stepping into this tomb, Tan Cheng felt that although the tomb was gloomy, it was far less cold than the other tombs he had seen, because of the colorful murals and the treasures embedded in the murals.
However, it stands to reason that mountain murals that have been buried for thousands of years will quickly deteriorate due to sudden contact with the outside air, and their colors will be lost. Therefore, archaeologists will bring a camera every time they enter the tomb. Before the murals are weathered Take pictures in a hurry.
It's just that the frescoes in the tomb of Su Jingmo didn't seem to be affected at all...
I don't know who inlaid these warm-colored treasures, and who used what method to keep this mural from disappearing...
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng felt a bit of an infarction in his heart, and he was actually a little jealous...
He also gave Su Jingmo something of his own...
He couldn't help but suddenly remembered the ink jade hairpin in his bag, Tan Cheng couldn't help but glanced at the top of Su Jingmo's hair, all he could see was Su Jingmo's long black and supple hair, with only a white jade dragon patterned hairpin on the top of his head. Fixed, it seems simple, but it overflows with the spirit of an emperor. Tan Cheng is a treasure, and he can see at a glance that Su Jingmo's seemingly simple hairpin is probably worth a lot... I don't know what I want to give Su Jingmo that black lacquer. Lacquer's hairpin, does Su Jingmo like it...
Sighing lightly, Qin Cheng buried his head between Su Jingmo's neck, and a cold breath rushed into the tip of his nose. For some reason, Qin Cheng felt that the person in his arms had a faint fragrance. I don't know if it was an illusion, but this kind of Although the fragrance is light, it is called Tan Cheng's love.
I couldn't help but turned my head and sniffed, the shallow taste seemed to be stronger, and the wisps passed into Qin Cheng's nose, into his lungs, and into his heart...
It seemed that something was about to overflow in his heart, Qin Cheng clenched his hands tightly, closed his eyes and kissed Su Jingmo's temples.
"Qin Cheng!"
The slightly hot breath on the temples caused Su Jingmo to change his face and shouted in a low voice.
Being so close to each other, he could naturally notice Su Jingmo's trembling. Seeing that the man seemed to want to break free, Qin Cheng hurriedly relaxed his body and leaned on Su Jingmo's body, and said slightly 'weakly':
"Don't move, don't move, the waist still hurts, it will be bad if the stitched wound collapses."
After holding it for a long time, Su Jingmo was impatient, and snorted coldly, "Why don't you let go of your hand and go to the doctor to take a look? Can this kind of holding cure the disease and heal the wound?"
I also know that Su Jingmo found out that he was pretending, but Qin Cheng didn't plan to let go. He finally got a hug. If he let go now, I don't know when he would be able to hold this person in his arms.
Qin Cheng didn't answer either, and after a long silence he said, "If you don't let it go, you won't let it go for the rest of your life."
Tan Cheng's words made Su Jingmo stunned for a moment, looking through Tan Cheng's shoulder and neck, looking at the door of the white marble tomb.
Born to heaven, born to earth...
"A lifetime?" Su Jingmo's voice became much colder, "You have that lifetime, and my lifetime disappeared a thousand years ago."
Su Jingmo's words were filled with coldness. If anyone else heard it, they would break out in a cold sweat. How could this be a sound that a human could make? It was clearly the voice of a ghost...
However, Qin Cheng was not that other person. As soon as Su Jingmo's words came out, he only felt a dull pain in his heart.
"I've thought about it, I've thought about it, it's not a blessing to be immortal in this tomb... I can't do the formation of this tomb, and I don't want to do it in my heart. What happened at the meeting? Are you reincarnated or ashes…”
The word Qin Cheng didn't want to say, let alone it happen, after a pause, Qin Cheng continued: "If it's for your own good, I should help you leave this tomb, but... I can't imagine you don't remember me, I'm more I don't want to lose you, just like you said, I can't be sure who I was with in my last life, and I'm even less sure who you will be with in my reincarnation. I can't accept it, let alone think about it! It's better to stay here forever In the tomb, at least you remember me, at least I can approach you!"
Tan Cheng was very excited, he let go of Su Jingmo slightly, Tan Cheng took Su Jingmo's hands, stared into Su Jingmo's eyes and said, "This time I go to Pingyao, and my life is on the line. I thought I was going to die there, but I didn't want to, and I didn't want to, so I tried my best to survive, at least, not in that tomb... Su Jingmo, do you know why?"
Su Jingmo vaguely guessed what Tan Cheng wanted to say, and couldn't help frowning, "I don't want to,"
It's just that before he finished speaking, Qin Cheng cut off his words first.
"That's because! If I die, I'd rather die in this tomb, then I can accompany you for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... I'll be with you all the time... But I'm still a little unwilling, after all, I promised that companion, and so on. Find out all this before you go down to see him."
"I wouldn't have thought I would love you so much without facing death... I love history, archaeology, touch the unknown past with my hands, my eyes, but... I love you more..."
The word love is said casually, it is very simple, but few people can tell it through the heart...
Qin Cheng's love was so heavy that Su Jingmo couldn't say a word of denial, let alone a word of rejection, not only because of Qin Cheng's seriousness and affection, but also because of the word, the person in front of him, which made his whole heart tremble. endlessly…
For the first time, Su Jingmo didn't avoid Qin Cheng's gaze, but he didn't answer either. He just squeezed Qin Cheng's hands and asked with a slight smile:
"What day of the month is it today?"
I don't know why Su Jingmo asked this, but Su Jingmo's little action obviously made Qin Cheng happy, and after thinking about it, he said, "It should be the 20th of September in the lunar calendar."
"September 20... The cold dew has passed... It seems that this day will change... "
"Well, it's starting to get cold..."
Su Jingmo looked at Qin Cheng, smiled and said nothing, stepped forward and leaned gently on Qin Cheng's shoulder...
"I remember September 29th being my birthday..."
Weird said: Love should talk slowly...