In the Yifang Pavilion, the smoke and seal are curled, the floor is soft red, and an eight-folded Xiangzhu folding door is wide open, revealing a balcony with carved railings painted with Danzhu lacquer at the back.
Outside the terrace, a paulownia tree was blooming, with pale pink and lavender haze blowing through its branches.
His Senior Brother Gu was leaning against the wooden rail, with one knee bent and the other straight, holding a long suona with a rusty copper handle in his hand.
The body of the suona exudes a dim copper light, and the handle is tied with soft white silk, which is fluttering in the evening wind.
Shenwu storm.
In the flower shadow, Gu Mang took the storm, put his lips on the suona mouth, tried the sound, and then closed his eyes and blew out a series of hoarse tunes.
"There used to be Erlang, hold the sword and go, the blood will sink into the sand... the bones will be hard to return."
What Gu Mang used to be best at was obviously the crooked local ruffian accent, but at this moment the tone pulled from the suona was so desolate and desolate. sounded.
"This body is still beautiful at the age of last year, this body was joked about last night..."
Through the clouds through the sun.
Mo Xi didn't speak, as if the most bitter olive in the world was choking on his throat. He stood at the door and looked at Gu Mang's silhouette from a distance, as if looking at a dream from another lifetime.
The Pipa girl heard the slight movement outside, turned her head sideways, and immediately opened her eyes wide in fright and wanted to kneel. But Mo Xi waved at her, motioning her not to make a sound.
Gu Mang was very involved, the lips that held the mouth of the tube were ruddy, and because of the hard blowing, a cute little bag was puffed out on his cheeks. The setting sun shone on his handsome and handsome face, dipping his jet-black hair into a light layer of ripeness. gold. He sat obliquely on the vermilion bar, and while playing, he turned his head to soak in the flowers and flowers outside the terrace, the sunset rolled in the evening, and the white silk tied with the suona was swaying like a tide by his hand.
"I will take care of Jun Yi Dan's heart, and I will pass on Jun Cun Haoqi."
Xiu Xiu's ten fingers pressed on the mottled suona, as smooth as the gentlest wind in the world.
"... On the day when the hero returns to his hometown, there is nowhere in the world... no green mountains."
It wasn't until the end of the song that Gu Mang slowly opened his eyes, turned around, and said with a smile, "Look, this way the tune doesn't go wrong, so you..."
Halfway through speaking, he suddenly noticed the stiff and fearful expression of the Pipa girl, Gu Mang stopped abruptly, looked around, and then saw Mo Xi who appeared in the room at an unknown time.
His smile froze.
"..." After being silent for a while, Gu Mang picked up his expression and adjusted himself again. With his slender fingertips turning the instrumental music in his hand, he said to Mo Xi playfully, "Xihe-jun is so elegant today, but he also ran to this flower. Coming upstairs."
Mo Xi heard an astonishingly hoarse voice. After a while, he realized that the person who made the sound was actually himself.
He said to the lute girl, "Go out."
"Yes."
Gu Mang said to the pipa girl, "Stop."
Singer: "… "
Gu Mang tilted his head with a smile, and said, "Xi He-Jun, you are so domineering. The girl I bought to spend the night with me, why do you rush as soon as you say it. Did you ask me what I meant?"
Mo Xi endured the violent ups and downs in his chest, and said in a low voice, "Gu Mang. I have something to say to you alone."
"What?" Gu Mang said, "Lonely and widowed in the same room, I can't even explain the explanation. What's more, you are a rising star, and I am Doomsday Jianghe. What else can we talk about."
"Gu Mang!"
Gu Mang raised his hand and waved the storm away. The suona turned into a little fluorescent light, blending into his bones and blood.
He jumped off the veranda, folded his arms, lowered his eyes and smiled: "Beauty, don't make trouble. You are now rising step by step, and you are favored by Princess Mengze. If you hang out with me, a stigmatized prodigal son, you will be more troublesome. Damage your reputation. You and I have been brothers for many years, and I will feel sorry for my brother. "
This familiar slick tone sounded in Mo Xi's ears again.
Not a dream, not a hallucination.
It was the real Gu Mang, the one he could see and touch, the Gu Mang eight years ago.
He was alienating him, mocking him, and resisting him—this grinning man, perhaps he had already made up his mind at this moment, and he would betray the country and leave soon.
This cognition turned into an extremely strong impulse, and it slammed into Mo Xi's chest, and Mo Xi's eyes turned red: "I won't go."
After speaking, he repeated to the pipa girl again: "Go out."
Gu Mang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you understand what I said before? I've already paid for her for a whole night. You drove her away, who will accompany me in the long night?"
Mo Xi said, "I will always be here."
"?" Gu Mang blinked his dark eyes, "Can you play the pipa?"
"… Won't."
"Can you sing a little song?"
"Won't."
"Then what do I want you to do?" Gu Mang smiled, "You're not worth her price."
Mo Xi didn't mess with him, but said, "Gu Mang. I won't go to the north today."
Gu Mang tilted his head, and the corner of his mouth still had that maddening smile: "Well, it's a good thing. But what does that have to do with me."
"It's about you. You give me another night. I have something to say. I won't talk about it now—" Mo Xi paused and stared into Gu Mang's eyes, "I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."
Perhaps it was because he knew that Gu Mang had betrayal at this time, and when he carefully took in the subtle expressions of the person in front of him, he could see that Gu Mang's expression changed slightly after hearing his words.
Gu Mang lowered his eyelashes and said, "I don't have any psychological politics today, I just want to be fascinated by the romance. If you really want to talk to me, it will be a long time in Japan, and we will talk about it when you come back."
Mo Xi said, "I can't wait for that day."
There was a little silence, and the pipa singer was sandwiched between the two, neither advancing nor retreating. She had to pretend to be a wooden clay sculpture, daring not to say anything, not to move at all.
After a long while, Gu Mang lowered his head, like a chuckle and a long sigh: "Why do you insist on pestering me? I have nothing left."
"I just wanted to talk to you again."
Gu Mang smiled and stabbed the cruel words into Mo Xi's heart one by one: "What else is there to say, your brother can't give you anything anymore, Your Royal Highness, please, I only If you want to play, be happy, go away. Let me go."
If Mo Xi had heard these words eight years ago, he might have been so deceived. Maybe he will really believe that he is just sad and sad, play and have fun, there will always be a time for recovery.
But helplessly, standing in front of Gu Mang at this moment was Mo Xi who was eight years later.
Gu Mang's so-called "playing" was an indescribable sadness and irony in Mo Xi's ears.
Mo Xi said dumbly, "Just this night. You leave it to me."
Gu Mang sighed: "Don't speak too ambiguous, you still have a long way to go in the future, you must pay attention to your innocence..."
"Am I still innocent?"
Silent.
Even the pipa girl suddenly raised her head in shock, and immediately fell to the ground with a pale face, shivering.
Gu Mang finally got rid of that wicked smile, looked at him with deep eyes, and looked at Mo Xi standing in front of him, almost paranoid and gnashing of teeth.
Gu Mang said softly, "What are you talking about crazy."
"You know it all in your heart."
"..." Gu Mang, who had never been re-quenched, was smart and smart, like a monster, he could always easily see Junior Brother Mo's heart.
But today, when he looked at the person in front of him, he suddenly felt unfamiliar and couldn't see through.
He originally wanted to speak angrily and drive people away, but Mo Xi glared at him fiercely in the same place. In those sharp eyes, there was pain and fear that Gu Mang didn't know what he called... and even grievances.
Yes, aggrieved.
Gu Mang realized this almost at a loss.
And Mo Xi's eyes were already red.
Mo Xi gritted his back molars, restrained the wetness in his eyes, and said hoarsely and stubbornly: "I have long since lost my innocence, and I don't care. You can't drive me away."
"..."
The more I listened, the more helpless, the more uneasy I became.
In the end, Gu Mang finally got overwhelmed and couldn't resist him, so he sighed and turned his head, and said to the Pipa girl, "Miss Feitian, I'm sorry, there's a lunatic here, please avoid it."
Miss Feitian couldn't ask for anything, and after resigning, she simply left the Yifang Pavilion as if she were running away.
The two of them were the only ones left in the room where Rou Mi, Fang Rui Nao sold gold.
Gu Mang returned to the room from the terrace, raised his hands and closed the wooden door connecting to the terrace. Then he turned around and lightly lit the candles on the copper frame of the crane with his fingertips.
After doing this, he walked straight to Mo Xi, broke the safe distance without any hesitation, and went straight to the opposite side of Mo Xi.
Only the size is far away.
Gu Mang raised his face, a pair of dark eyes filled with questioning and provocation, and his breathing was undulating between the two's nostrils. He raised his hand to twist the ink to extinguish the strong chin.
Softly: "Okay, look, the girl I bought is gone, it's all your trouble, are you satisfied?"
He looked at Mo Xi's face critically with the eyes he used to look at the brothel's laughing girl. After a while, he looked down and stared at Mo Xi's thin lips again. He raised his thumb and stroked the soft lips, rubbing lightly.
Gu Mang whispered in a slow voice, "Since you are so active and eager to compete for favor, then... I'll let you stay with me for the last night. After tonight, princess, we'll be at peace with each other and stop entanglement."
After he said these words, he suddenly grabbed Mo Xi's shirt, pulled him over, and then kissed him violently!
A groan.
The moist lips had already covered the cool lips, and the dexterous tongue sneaked into the mouth and stirred vigorously, like a butterfly taking honey, absorbing Mo Xi's breath and breath.
Although Senior Brother Gu spoke in a bad tone and was cold and ruthless, when they kissed, Gu Mang almost always took the initiative and enjoyed it. He would rub against him with his moist and full lips, and would tempt him with his thick and thick eyelashes. He, his firm and thin waist and abdomen would be moved towards him, as if he was willing to merge with Mo Xi.
But it's just like that.
This kind of indulgence of Gu Mang caused Mo Xi to misunderstand at first, and later made Mo Xi intoxicated, but in the end, what left Mo Xi the most was pain.
Mo Xi still remembered the first time they were flesh and blood on the night of the weak crown, and his heart was still soaked in honey, thinking that Gu Mang also loved him, thinking that from now on, he could keep his senior brother firmly by his side and take it for himself.
But Gu Mang told him that it was just a moment of confusion.
Afterwards, they "bewildered" many times. Gu Mang was bullied by him countless times to the point that he lost his mind, and he was entangled like soft water in a spring. He couldn't help but say in his tent that he liked him, and said in his arms that he was willing to be like him. Do, say love him in his gaze.
But every time Wushan disappeared, he turned his face ruthlessly and said without heart, that it was just a sound of greed.
So Mo Xi got his flesh and blood again and again, and almost cut open all the softness contained in the clam shell. But in this intimacy and lingering lingering more and more confused, more and more sad.
He had been waiting for Gu Mang to believe him, and had been waiting for Gu Mang to treat him sincerely.
But no matter how many times they lingered, no matter what kind of nonsense Gu Mang shivered when he was excited, Gu Mang would never admit their feelings until the light broke.
So Mo Xi couldn't understand.
He couldn't understand why he could cuddle with each other even though he didn't love him.
Why is it that he doesn't plan to live his whole life, but he can love him.
He didn't even understand why Gu Mang clearly had betrayal in his heart at this moment, but he was still able to hug and kiss with him without any scruples - clearly... he already wanted to leave.
Obviously, they have already thought about leaving themselves, and from now on, they will each be their own masters, and the soldiers will face each other.
Why are you still so calm...
"Hey!" Gu Mang pushed Mo Xi away abruptly, covered his lips, and stared at him like a ghost, "You belong to a dog? Why are you biting me?!"
Mo Xi's eyes were wet and red, his face was filled with humiliation and anger, hatred and sadness, and the lights were shining brightly, he stared at Gu Mang's face, and after a while he cut off a sentence: "What do you think of me? "
"... You are the one who wants to replace Feitian girl and stay with me."
After Gu Mang finished speaking, he paused and wanted to make up for it, but he glanced at the grievance on Mo Xi's face. Looking at this young man standing in front of him, holding back, but his chest heaving, he couldn't help it.
Suddenly he couldn't bear it.
In fact, is he Gu Mang really willing to have sex with a man regardless? He has the name of a beast on the altar and has countless soldiers. Is he willing to lie under a man who is three years younger than himself, and be fucked by that man until he loses his soul
no.
He didn't make a mistake because he was confused for a while, and he didn't make mistakes again and again because of greed for pleasure. But it was because he had a liking unknowingly, so there would be a moment of confusion later, and a greed for a while later.
His heart no longer belonged to him, but he didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to accept his fate.
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi's blushing eyes, sighed, raised his hand, and wanted to touch his young and handsome face: "You, if you don't have me in the future..."
Mo Xi's eyes suddenly became wet.
Suddenly unable to restrain himself, he suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged Gu Mang. He hugged Gu Mang so tightly, so forcefully, and so deeply, as if he wanted to dismantle Gu Mang's limbs and hide them in his own blood. The flesh and blood of Gu Mang locks Gu Mang's flesh and blood, so that people can be kept forever, there will be no later betrayal, there will be no peers facing each other, and daggers will not enter the chamber.
Gu Mang sighed in his arms, "What happened to you today?"
"I just want you to be fine." Mo Xi pressed his chin against the top of Gu Mang's hair, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said hoarsely, "If you have any sadness or grievance in your heart, can you tell me all about it? Me? Let me carry it with you?"
"Can you stop thinking about it, don't endure it alone..."
"Ink extinguished..."
Mo Xi raised a big hand, pressed it behind Gu Mang's head, and pressed him deeper and deeper into his arms. The pain of being lost and found and lost made every inch of his bones tremble slightly, and he slowly woke up from his limbs at this moment.
Mo Xi hugged Gu Mang eight years ago, like a wandering soul who finally returned home.
He closed his eyes, frowned his sword brows, choked and whispered: "Senior brother... If you have any concerns, don't hide it from me, okay?"
The person in his arms froze slightly and made no sound.
After a long while, Gu Mang pushed him away—Gu Mang put his hand against his chest, opening an arm's distance between the two.
Those eyes that were as black as a long night stared at him quietly, Gu Mang asked lightly, "Xi He-Jun think I'm hiding something from you?"
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Gu Mangmang: Do you know the pipa
Ximei: No.
Gu Mangmang: Can you sing
Ximei: No.
Gu Mangmang: Come on, drag this little girl who knows nothing to me! How can nothing! play me this is!
Cai Bao: (appears) Don't duck, our sister Xi can play flute, you can experience duck!
Sister Xi: …