The next night, Gu Mang was about to go to the Shu residence to return the wrench.
In order to hide people's eyes and ears, he put on a cloak and put on a silver veil - some monks in the cultivation world often do this kind of dress, but it will not be particularly eye-catching.
Before leaving, Mo Xi gave him a jade pendant. Gu Mang felt curious, played with the jade pendant and asked, "What is this for?"
"Xihe House's special envoy. Otherwise, the guard of Wangshu House asks you, what should you say?"
Gu Mang smiled and said, "...I didn't plan to go through the main entrance. I wanted to fly over the eaves and walk the walls."
Mo Xi took it seriously, he dragged him over and said solemnly, "Don't be ridiculous, you don't know Murong Lian's temper, you will be bullied by him later." Very close, Mo Xi lowered his head, his breath brushed against his ear temples, and said in a low voice, "Stand still."
He said, lowered his head, and tied the jade pendant to Gu Mang's girdle. When he did this, he was very focused, his face was turned sideways, his facial features were erect, and when his eyelashes moved lightly, he was like two small soft fans, casting shadows on the bridge of his nose. Mo Xi's skin was particularly tight and smooth. Gu Mang stared at him so closely, but he couldn't see any flaws, just like porcelain jade soaked in a stream.
"Okay." Mo Xi said, "You just say that it was the person I sent, and show them this jade pendant, they dare not stop you."
Gu Mang smiled and stroked the ear of the jade pendant, suddenly raised his hand, pinched Mo Xi's chin, and leaned in for a kiss.
"Okay, then I'll say I'm yours."
Mo Xi: "..."
Mo Xi looked at him and saw his senior brother standing in front of him like the best dream in his life, and suddenly he was a little reluctant: "Or I'll go with you, I'll be waiting for you outside Wangshu Mansion."
Gu Mang was startled: "Why? With this jade pendant, are you still afraid that I will be embarrassed by Murong Lian?"
Mo Xi turned his head sideways: "...I'm just talking casually."
Gu Mang slowly reacted and smiled: "Don't you want to separate from your brother Gu Mang?"
Mo Xi pursed his lips.
It's not that he doesn't want to - he's afraid.
He was afraid of parting with Gu Mang. It was probably because he knew that Gu Mang's sobriety had a time limit, and it was probably because the separation between him and Gu Mang was too bitter and too long, so a person as strong as him would be so afraid of Gu Mang leaving his sight. .
Gu Mang stretched out his hand and patted his head like a brother. This action made Mo Xi's heart even more moist. He hadn't been treated like this by Gu Mang for a long time.
"I want to do this alone, but you don't have to worry, I'll be back soon." Gu Mang said, his slender eyebrows twitched into a soft smile, "When did Brother Gu Mang lie to you? ."
This was too much, and Mo Xi said, "I often lie."
Gu Mang couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, okay, what you said is very reasonable, don't stare at me - I made a mistake, you punish me."
Mo Xi whispered, "How can you stand up to my punishment with your current body?"
When he said these words, there was a natural desire for domination and control in his eyes. Although it was not ostentatious, it was bottomless. When Gu Mang looked at him like this, his chest became hot and his heart softened.
This is the case with his little junior brother, who seems to be restrained, but is very lustful. This body with a narrow waist and long legs is wrapped with a fiery emotion like a molten stream. Gu Mang has already experienced all the things that others can't see from that ascetic face. Mo Xi was green, rude, and even thirsty.
But Gu Mang was actually not disgusted.
Although no sturdy male would like to be invaded, Gu Mang could deeply feel that Mo Xi was pouring out all his love and all his desires on him, good and bad, rational It's irrational, this young man who was talking about sex for the first time was devoted to him.
In a flash, his young man was no longer young, and his junior brother became his Xihejun. Everything has changed, only the eyes that stared at him are still as sincere and deep as when he first showed his love to himself.
It was fourteen years after their first love.
In the end, Gu Mang went to Wangshu Mansion by himself. He showed his jade pendant, passed the gate guard of Wangshu Mansion smoothly, and then walked under the wind and rain corridor with flying eaves.
Wangshu Mansion was still as secluded as he remembered it, and there was an air of laziness that was characteristic of Murong Lian everywhere. Summer couch, soft quilts, small fans, and tea tables could be seen everywhere in the courtyard. Under the eaves hung a birdcage of golden silk-eyed birds, and the birds inside were perched on wooden branches.
After making a request to see the guards in the inner court, Gu Mang came to wait in the atrium of Wangshu Mansion, where there was a huge garden.
Gu Mang remembered this yard. When he was young, there were swings, bamboo horses leaning against the wall, and a bunch of chickens, ducks, and rabbits. Children liked this kind of garden, and Murong Lian was no exception. From time to time, he would come here to play the swing and drive small animals all over the garden. And when the son was not around, the little slaves like Gu Mang would also run in, and in the name of feeding the chicks, they could steal a half-day free time.
Once, when there was no one in the courtyard, Gu Mang was sitting on the swing, swaying, and fell asleep before he knew it. As a result, Murong Lian came in to see it and was furious. He immediately pushed Gu Mang off the swing.
"You bitch! You dare to touch my things!"
"Come on! I don't want this swing! Take it down! Throw it in the pit and use it as firewood! It's really dirty! It's bad luck!"
At that time, Murong Lian's expression was still in front of his eyes, and he was so exaggerated, as if Gu Mang was poisonous, and if he got anything related to Gu Mang, he would die from the poison.
Gu Mang was pushed off the swing by him from his sleep, and it took a long time for him to slowly get up. When he sat up straight, he turned his head, and Murong Lian's screaming, hideous expression suddenly froze.
"you you… "
Amidst his pale face, Gu Mang raised his hand and touched his forehead, only to see blood in his palm. The child has never experienced such a battle, and was stunned for a while, and then suddenly cried.
As soon as he cried, Murong Lian panicked.
Murong Lian said: "You, you... You deserve it!! You little scumbag!" But seeing the blood on Gu Mang's forehead more and more, Murong Lian was frightened, took two steps back, and actually turned around and ran.
Gu Mang sat on the ground crying. It was the first time he saw so much blood, and his forehead fell so painfully. His tears kept rolling down, and he didn't know what to do. When I cried until it was dark, a woman hurriedly ran to the gate of the courtyard—
"Amang, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Ah, why did you fall like this? Let Auntie Lin take a look..."
Aunt Lin was the ugliest maid in Wangshu Mansion. Her whole face was burnt to pieces, her facial features were blurred like a ghost, everyone in the mansion laughed at her, all the children were afraid of her, only Gu Mang kissed her.
Gu Mang had no parents since he was a child, so he didn't know what it was like to be loved by his parents. At that time, Aunt Lin would secretly stuff him snacks, cut small clothes for him, and teach him a few words. He can try to absorb a little bit of "family affection" from the little care.
So as soon as he saw her, he cried out in fear, "Aunt Ni! Aunt Ni! I'm going to die!"
At that time, he had a big tongue, such a small child, and he couldn't speak well. He always pronounced "Lin" incorrectly, but called her Aunt Ni instead.
"It's alright, don't cry anymore. It's alright, Aunt Lin has seen it, it's alright, Ah Mang, Auntie Lin will take you to bandage."
The ugly woman picked up the dirty child from the dust. After so many years, Gu Mang still remembered the warmth and fragrance on her body—at that time he thought, if he has a mother, then Mother's arms should be like this.
He never thought Aunt Lin was ugly. Her eyes were always so clear and so gentle that he always felt that her burnt facial features were like a mask that could not be taken off. It must be a beautiful face.
He stretched out his little hand and wrapped his arms around her neck tremblingly: "Aunt Mu..."
Aunt Lin took him to Yaoxiu's side in the Wangshu residence. He was bleeding profusely along the way, crying fiercely, and seeing Yaoxiu didn't cooperate.
Aunt Lin squatted down to tease him, distracting him: "My name is Aunt Lin."
With tears in his eyes, Gu Mang choked, "Aunt Mu."
"Lin - Auntie -" she repeated patiently with him in a long tone.
"Mu-aunt-" he said awkwardly.
Zafu Yaoxiu is a middle-aged man, and he treats this despicable child and this ugly woman with cold eyes. He treats the disease and returns to the disease, but he mocks yin and yang: "What is there to teach this stupid child, even after teaching it out? Give Murong Young Master the life of a bull and a horse."
Aunt Lin's eyes seemed to twitch slightly, as if suppressing the emotions of some invisible person. But she was used to bullying and knew that it was useless to argue with her own position, so she smiled at Yao Xiu, turned her head again, and touched Gu Mang's little face covered with tears: "Come, call Aunt Lin."
Gu Mang could vaguely remember his state of mind at the time. He seemed to be trying to give himself and Aunt Lin a head start, so he tried hard to hold back his face, and he didn't care about the pain in his head. He tilted his head and said: "Mud, mud... Aunt mud..."
Yao Xiu was arranging the gauze next to him and laughed unceremoniously.
Gu Mang was stunned for a while amid the harsh laughter, and then cried even more sadly. In fact, he tried very hard to get the correct pronunciation and read Aunt Ni as Aunt Lin, but he couldn't tell in a milky voice. To be a cow and a horse, this Yao Xiu was right at all.
Only Auntie Lin looked at him with distress and tenderness: "Very good, A Mang will read it clearly in the future, be good, don't be sad."
"Ugly women coax dolls, hahaha—"
Is Aunt Lin ugly
No, in Gu Mang's heart, Aunt Lin was the most beautiful girl in the world, with a pair of phoenix eyes that carried Fang Fei ten miles, and arms like April in a double room.
At that time, he secretly made up his mind that he must grow up quickly, straightened his tongue, and was able to call out her name well - but he didn't wait for it after all.
Aunt Lin died when he was four years old. Before she died, she told Gu Mang something, and that event eventually became the reason why Gu Mang stayed in Wangshu Mansion and did not argue with Murong Lian for nearly 20 years.
That woman, she said...
"Special envoy." Someone suddenly called him from behind.
Gu Mang froze from the memory, he blinked to let the moisture in the corners of his eyes fade, and then turned around. The director of Wangshu Mansion was standing beside the porch: "It has been reported to the lord, and the lord has a request."