To be honest, Zhuang Hua was confused from beginning to end.
From the moment he heard Luo Zhenduo's expression, his entire soul began to wander.
Chi Yue pulled him out of the sun room, and he just followed her. His legs moved forward involuntarily, and his mind was blank, completely unable to think.
The Luo Mansion was very large. Chi Yue held Zhuang Xihua's hand and walked around here and there, then entered the house from the back, walked up a long staircase, and came to a small room on the top floor.
The room was dark without lights on. Just when Zhuang Xihua thought that Chi Yue was going to discuss life in the small dark room again, Chi Yue pulled him outside the room.
Although the room is small, it has an independent balcony, which is very bright with moonlight and lights.
Chi Yue pushed Zhuang Xihua against the fence, leaned down, supported the fence with both hands, and completely enveloped Zhuang Xihua in her arms.
He lowered his head slightly, looked directly into Zhuang Hua's eyes, and breathed rapidly.
Zhuang Xihua looked at Chi Yue's deep eyes blankly, not knowing what to say.
Today was too shocking for him. First, he was stopped by Tang Feng and told about his love for him, and then he was told off by his best friend in the evening. All of this made Zhuang Hua at a loss as to what to do.
He did not feel happy, but thought that he was virtuous and capable enough to be put on such a high pedestal by so many people.
What made him even more frustrated was that he had no way to respond to him.
Chi Yue suddenly appeared and pulled him away from Luo Zhenduo. He actually felt a sense of relief.
Chi Yue looked at Zhuang Hua, his expression still gloomy and indifferent, but behind the icy gaze, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
He slowly lowered his head, brushed his forehead against Zhuang Xihua's cheek, and whispered softly in Zhuang Xihua's ear: "Today is my birthday."
Zhuang Hua finally came to his senses and said something he had wanted to say for a long time: "Happy birthday."
Chi Yue was silent for a while before saying, "This is my first time celebrating my 21st birthday."
Zhuang Xihua didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Everyone can only celebrate their birthday once a year. Does that mean some people can celebrate their birthday several times a year
Chi Yue maintained a posture where her face was almost touching that of Zhuang Hua, tightening her arms and moving closer.
“I’m really happy.”
Others may not be able to understand it, but for him, this is the miracle he has longed for.
He once fell into endless despair and thought that his suffering would never end, but he didn't expect that he would be able to celebrate his birthday.
Moreover, this birthday party was so grand and so many people celebrated for him.
"It's all because of you." Chi Yue said.
Zhuang Yuhua was immediately at a loss, he didn't do anything at all, but no matter Tang Feng, Luo Zhenduo or Chi Yue, they all liked to give him the credit.
Zhuang Yuhua was a little confused and said to Chi Yue: "Not only me, but many people asked me to say happy birthday to you."
"For example, Tang Feng and Xi Yin."
Zhuang Hua moved, wanting Chi Yue to let go, but Chi Yue maintained her original position and was unwilling to leave for a moment.
Zhuang Hua could only take out a box from his pocket with difficulty and handed it to Chi Yue: "I met Xi Yin abroad, and he asked me to give this pen to you as a birthday present."
Chi Yue then stood up and took the pen from Zhuang Hua.
The pen on Zhuang Hua's body was like a hot potato, which troubled him.
He actually didn't like this pen, but he had promised Xiyin that he would bring it to Chiyue. He was a man of his word.
Now that Chi Yue had taken the pen, he should have breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt more and more uncomfortable.
Xiyin hopes to awaken Chiyue's memories through the pen, and now Chiyue accepts it.
That familiar feeling of sadness surged up in his head, and Zhuang Xihua pursed his lips.
The next moment, Zhuang Hua saw Chi Yue raise his hand and throw the pen down from the upstairs.
"Wait..." Zhuang Hua looked at the box in surprise as it drew a perfect arc in the night and fell downstairs, not knowing where it rolled to.
"I don't want other people's things." Chi Yue tightened her arms, forcing Zhuang Xihua to bend backwards. The dress on Zhuang Xihua was stretched tight, showing her slender lines, which made people's eyes red.
Chi Yue hated Zhuang Hua for listening to Xi Yin so much, and hated him for taking other people's gifts so seriously.
"I just want what you... give me."
Chi Yue's punctuation made Zhuang Xinhua's face slightly hot. In fact, he wanted to show the original owner's ring to Chi Yue, but Chi Yue was very unhappy now, so Zhuang Xinhua gave up the idea.
"I gave it to you," Zhuang Hua told Chi Yue, "a plane."
Chi Yue lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, and clenched his fists to hide his disappointment.
Some people gave him cars as gifts, some people gave him sailboats as gifts, some people gave him shops as gifts, but he was indifferent because these were not what he wanted.
Zhuang Xihua looked at Chi Yue's appearance and suddenly said in a low voice: "Actually, I have prepared another gift."
Chi Yue raised her head.
Zhuang Yuhua felt a little embarrassed and took out another small box from his pocket, then took Chi Yue's hand and put the thing in his palm.
"It's nothing valuable." Zhuang Xihua blushed and murmured, "It's not worth showing off."
Chi Yue's dark eyes slowly lit up. He carefully unpacked the box and saw a small seal lying inside.
The four characters "涯明月" are engraved on the seal.
Zhuang Xihua was even more embarrassed and said, "This is my handwriting. I haven't practiced writing for a long time, so my handwriting is not very good."
Zhuang Xihua has an excellent hand in calligraphy. In the past, when the civil service system held a calligraphy competition, he was able to win a prize.
After the time travel, he was too busy and had not practiced for a long time, so his level dropped and he himself was not very satisfied with it.
He wrote these words, found the best stone, and asked a craftsman to carve the seal for him.
He had long felt that Chi Yue's name was very poetic, and writing these words carried a beautiful implication.
Giving a seal as a present is a very intimate and solemn thing. Zhuang Hua was worried that Chi Yue would not like this old-fashioned gift, so after carving the seal, he carried it with him, and kept hesitating whether to take it out.
"Maybe you like airplanes more..." Zhuang Yuhua saw that Chi Yue didn't say anything and tried to help himself out awkwardly.
"I like it very much." Chi Yue lowered her head and said, "I like this."
He clenched the seal tightly in his palm and raised his head. His black hair fluttered gently in the night breeze and fell on his deep eyes.
Chi Yue still didn't smile, and his whole body looked cold and indifferent. For some reason, Zhuang Yuhua saw hatred in his eyes.
Zhuang Xihua raised her hands in panic and covered his eyes. Her long eyelashes swept across her palms, bringing waves of tremors.
Zhuang Xihua felt very distressed. Why could this child never be warmed up
Chi Yue held the seal, and the four characters "Ya Ming Yue" were imprinted into his flesh. With Zhuang Hua covering his eyes, he said hoarsely, "I like your calligraphy, I like this word, please don't respond to my father."
He made a pleading sound: "Wait for me."
He has tried very hard to catch up, and on this birthday he wanted to show his maturity to Zhuang Hua, but he still lost to his father.
The age gap was an insurmountable chasm. Just as he cheered up and wanted to start his life from the present, Luo Zhenduo expressed his feelings to Zhuang Xihua before him.
His experience was so different from Luo Zhenduo's, how could he not hate him.
He wanted to be bright and supportive like Luo Zhenduo, but he couldn't do it.
He is black.
It was dark, cold and broken. How could I love Zhuang Hua
He is not worthy of the beautiful phrase "the bright moon on the horizon".
Zhuang Xihua felt the skin under his palm was icy cold. Without thinking, he opened his arms and hugged Chi Yue.
Then Chi Yue hugged him with her backhand, buried her head in his neck, and whispered: "Give me some time, I will change."
Zhuang Xihua told him: "You are very good. I have never seen anyone as good as you."
Zhuang Xihua believed that he was telling the truth.
Only he knew what Chi Yue had been through. Chi Yue struggled in a paranoid and dark world, and yet she was still able to stay strong until now, which made her stronger than 90% of the people in the world.
Chi Yue suddenly smiled and said, "Only you will say that I am kind and a good person."
He could take obscene photos of Tang Feng, ignore Xiyin's heart attack, or stab Wei Congsen's shoulder so that he could never raise his hand again.
Chi Yue put her arms around Zhuang Xihua's waist, embedded her body between his legs, and lifted him up, using only the fence at the back of his waist as support.
Zhuang Xihua was once again frightened by Chi Yue's strength. Fearing that he would fall backwards, he could only reach forward and hug Chi Yue's neck.
Chi Yue certainly wouldn't let Zhuang Hua fall, she clamped her hands around his waist tightly, hugged him, and pressed her face against his.
"Do you know how I treated that person?"
Zhuang Xihua's attention was still on his own posture, and for a moment he didn't understand who Chi Yue was referring to as "that person".
"I locked him in a dark room."
Zhuang Xihua then realized that he was talking about the original owner.
Zhuang Xihua put his arms around Chi Yue's neck, struggling to maintain his balance, and panted as he said, "It can be solved."
Revenge for revenge, grievance for grievance, the original owner locked Chi Yue in a small dark room, and Chi Yue treated him in the same way, which was very fair.
"Not only that." Chi Yue told Zhuang Hua, "I made him swallow all the things he used on me one by one."
Zhuang Xihua: “…”
Zhuang Xihua didn't know what to say, Chi Yue gently rubbed her face against Zhuang Xihua and said softly, "Can I be like this, too?"
Can I crave your favor like my father
This was the first time that Chi Yue confessed his malicious intentions to Zhuang Xihua, and he felt very stupid.
Luo Zhenduo just confessed to Zhuang Xihua, and then he rushed to expose his own shortcomings. Isn't this tantamount to pushing Zhuang Xihua to his father's side
Chi Yue and Zhuang Xihua were face to face. His mood was too chaotic today. Sometimes he wanted to be mature, sometimes he wanted Zhuang Xihua to pay attention to him, and sometimes he gave up on himself.
But at the beginning he was very clear that he would not let Zhuang Xihua go.
Maybe a mature man will be very gentlemanly and calm, but he will never learn this kind of magnanimity.
Once a person in the abyss sees a life-saving rope, he will try his best to grab it, and it is impossible for him to let go.
Zhuang Yuhua hugged Chi Yue and felt that he was full of depression. It seemed that the high spirits at the birthday party just now was just an illusion.
But no matter what kind of Chi Yue she is, she is very charming and touches people's emotions.
Zhuang Xihua said: "You are reflecting on yourself. As long as you reflect on yourself, you are not truly evil."
Chi Yue did not allow himself to sink, but moved forward step by step. However, he did not realize it and thought he was still in the abyss, but in fact he had already come out.
"You always try to make excuses for me and help me find excuses." Chi Yue said sullenly.
Zhuang Xihua smiled and said, "Because you are worth it."
He didn't treat everyone like this. He couldn't save the person he met, and he said he was powerless, but he just couldn't give up on Chi Yue.
A birthday party was still going on downstairs, but the protagonist had disappeared. The moonlight was beautiful tonight, but its brightness was overshadowed by the bright lights in the yard.
At this moment, he was on the balcony at the back of the mansion. The moon was extremely close, and the moonlight sprinkled down gently, like water, submerging his skin, bringing a refreshing and pleasant feeling.
There is no end to the beautiful moonlit night.
The lights over there were not willing to be lonely either, and they tried their best to radiate dazzling light, highlighting the liveliness and noise in the banquet hall.
"Don't be silly, respond to me." Chi Yue hugged Zhuang Xihua and said firmly.
The more gentle Zhuang Hua is, the more Chi Yue doesn't want to let go. Fair competition? Impossible.
Sometimes he felt that he was no different from those people, obsessively longing for things that did not belong to him.
But he was willing to restrain himself for Zhuang Hua and not to take things by force.
Unfortunately, Zhuang Xihua didn't understand yet, and asked seriously: "What do you want to respond to? No matter what you need, I will respond."
Chi Yue is crazy.
Invisible teasing is the most deadly. It is simply crazy to insist on answering him when you clearly don’t understand anything.
Chi Yue began to hate Zhuang Xihua again, hating how slow he was. Luo Zhenduo had just said goodbye, but he hadn't woken up yet. The two of them hugged each other and whispered on the balcony. After such a long time, Zhuang Xihua still felt that they were just chatting simply.
How upright must Zhuang Xihua's previous living environment have been to have produced such a person with such a rigid mindset.
The body in his arms was firm but soft, and Chi Yue could no longer control himself. He could restrain himself from plundering, but he could not restrain himself from asking for more. He turned his head and slid his lips from the side of Zhuang Hua's face to the front, biting the sweet lips he had longed for.
Zhuang Hua was stunned, his eyes wide open, unable to believe that he was being kissed.
The slightly cool air took the opportunity to attack the city, creating a hot atmosphere. Zhuang Hua wanted to speak and opened his lips, but it gave the enemy more opportunities.
At this time, there was a noise in the sky, and with a bang, colorful fireworks scattered and fell from the sky, like colorful light rain.
The rain of light was like a dream, leaving brilliant traces in the night sky, falling from the highest point, and then disappearing into thin air.
Then another firework bloomed, grand and beautiful.
Zhuang Yuhua thought that the Luo family had arranged fireworks for Chi Yue's birthday, but Chi Yue knew that there was no such program arranged tonight. However, the fireworks were dazzling and the people on the balcony could not help but appreciate them.
Chi Yue didn't leave Zhuang Xihua's lips until the sound of the fireworks stopped. They looked into each other's eyes, their breaths intertwined, and their faces were both flushed.
Neither of them spoke, silence spread, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.
Just when Zhuang Yuhua thought that he was older and should take the initiative to break the deadlock, snowy things suddenly floated down from above.
Zhuang Xihua looked up in surprise and saw the sky filled with purple paper scraps where the fireworks had just burned out.
They fluttered down like large flakes of snow, flying to every place in Luo Mansion.
Zhuang Xihua stretched out his hand and took a piece of paper. He saw two lines of exquisite and elegant words printed on the blue hard cardboard.
"To Chi Yue: Happy birthday to you."