The moon and stars are scarce, and the lights are luxuriant.
Qiuyue added another wick, and couldn't help but glance at the sky outside. Chu Yu was still writing the scriptures, and ink researched them three times, and the long diction seemed to have no intention of stopping.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, it is even more charming and hazy. Rao Qiuyue followed Chu Yu since she was a child, and she couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment. After a long time, Chu Yu slowly put down his pen.
"Second Master." Qiuyue handed over the warm towel that one party had prepared earlier: "It's getting late."
Chu Yu rubbed the center of his brows, a look of tiredness appeared on his face, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt more and more pain in his lower abdomen and waist. He took the hot towel from Qiuyue's hand and covered his face, with a slightly nasal voice: "It's so late..."
Qiuyue responded, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Second Lord, Lord Hou has been standing outside for half the night."
Chu Yu tore off the scarf on his face, picked up hot tea from the side, took a sip, and said, "This is not our house, Lord Hou wants to stand, we can't stop him, let him stand."
Since that day when she found out that Qin Zheng had met Meng Hanyi in private, Chu Yu felt like a thorn in her heart, and she didn't want to see him again. In the past, he knew like a mirror in his heart that Qin Zheng only cared about Meng Hanyi. For Qin Zheng, Chu Yu had resentment and resentment, but in the end she was still unwilling to let him go.
Chu Yu gave a wry smile, and raised his hand to caress his round belly. The tenderness of these days almost made him think that the moon was shining when the clouds opened.
But in the end, the daughter of the new love is not worth the four taels of the old love.
There was a silver light outside the window, like withered hands crawling all over the curtain, after a while, there was a muffled thunder that exploded.
Qiuyue was startled, patted her heart, and said, "Second Master, it looks like the sky is about to change."
Chu Yu's eyes flickered slightly, she supported her waist with one hand, and supported the chair with the other, she slowly got up: "Qiuyue, don't watch the night tonight, go back to sleep."
Qiuyue helped the master: "Second Master, you are not in good health, you must keep someone outside."
"No problem, you can go down." Chu Yu waved his hand, signaling Qiuyue to go down.
Qiuyue knew her master's temperament, so she could only say: "If the second master has something to do, just call me directly, and I will rest in the side room."
Chu Yu hummed, and couldn't hide the tiredness between his brows.
Qiuyue glanced out the window, but still couldn't help but said, "Second Master, I'm afraid it's going to rain outside..."
Chu Yu didn't speak, and walked towards the back room.
Qiuyue sighed softly, took an umbrella from the outside and went out.
There was a man and a dog squatting in the yard.
The robe on Qin Zheng's body was blown by the wind like a whirring banner, but he looked extremely thin. Next to him was a little milk dog that came from nowhere. Maybe it was raised by a servant girl of Jiang's family. After running out to play and couldn't find a home, Qin Zheng fed it two slices of finely-cut beef from the small kitchen, and it followed Qin Zheng all the time and refused to leave.
"Yue Niang." Qin Zheng's eyes lit up, he stood up quickly, wishing he could tiptoe into the room: "Is your father willing to see me?"
Qiuyue closed the door and passed the umbrella in her hand: "Second Master has fallen asleep, Hou Ye, you should go back and rest too, don't catch the cold."
The light in Qin Zheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and after a while he asked in a low voice, "Second Master... did he say anything?"
Qiuyue hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Second Lord told you not to stand here."
Qin Zheng smiled, raised his foot, shook off the little milk dog that climbed up his trouser leg, and sighed: "How is it possible, with his temper... I'm afraid he will say, let me stand for as long as I like."
Qiuyue said helplessly: "Master Hou knows the temper of the second master, why bother himself."
Qin Zheng didn't answer the phone, nor did he take the umbrella, he just said, "It's too late, Yueniang should go back and rest."
Qiuyue had no choice but to bow slightly and retreat.
As soon as we left here, the rain had already started to fall down there, and it fell quite heavily in a short time.
Qin Zheng tore off his robe, let the little milk dog at his feet get in to keep out the rain, and said in a low voice: "I made you disobedient...you can't find a home..."
"Woof..." The little milk dog whined twice, tilted his head and gnawed the embroidery pattern on his shoes with his teeth.
The rain fell down Qin Zheng's head, he wiped his face as if nothing had happened, and saw the last candle in the room go out.
"Woof." The dog's head was touched severely, and the little milk dog raised its head and stared at the new owner.
Qin Zheng flicked its little nose, watched it sneezed and shook its head, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "It's bad, no one will take us in today."
The little milk dog seemed to sense Qin Zheng's bereaved temperament, and pushed his head against the back of his hand.
After an unknown amount of time, the door creaked, which was not obvious in the rain, but it caused Qin Zheng to raise his head suddenly.
Chu Yu was wearing a Chinese robe on his shoulders, with only a snow-white and thin undergarment underneath. His protruding belly was protruding, and his long hair was loose and fluttering in the wind. He only pulled on his shoes, revealing a circle of white jade-like ankles.
Qin Zheng was afraid that he was blindfolded by the rain, so he rubbed vigorously.
Chu Yu glanced at him coldly, turned his head back to the room, and lightly said, "Come in."
Qin Zheng and the dog looked at each other, wondering who Chu Yu was asking to go in.
The next moment, one person, one dog, and Sa Yazi ran into the house together.
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The little milk dog found a soft futon and climbed up to lick its fur. Seeing Qin Zheng standing aside, he had to wag his tail, indicating that he could give him a place to stay.
Qin Zheng looked at the little milk dog with disgust, he is a man with ambition, how could he care about a soft cushion. So he turned his head and groped into the back room, and quietly moved to Chu Yu's bedside.
Chu Yu just saw the wind, his body was a little cold, and he couldn't help coughing.
Qin Zheng pulled a handkerchief from the side and wiped off the water on his body, reached out and patted Chu Yu's back lightly, poured another cup of warm tea and handed it to him.
Chu Yu didn't answer, turned over and slept with his back to Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng squeezed the cup in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Second Master, I will apologize to you."
"Qingci..." Qin Zheng wanted to reach out to hug Chu Yu, but seeing that his whole body was wet, he had to withdraw his hand again: "If you are angry, just come to me, even if you cut a few more swords. It's okay, just don't be stuffy..."
Before Qin Zheng finished speaking, Chu Yu suddenly sat up and turned to look at him.
There are no candles in the house, and there is no moonlight in the heavy rain outside the window. But even so, Qin Zheng seemed to be able to clearly see the determination on Chu Yu's face.
Chu Yu stretched out her hand, and stroked the wound on Qin Zheng's neck with her fingertips. The wound on Qin Zheng's neck hadn't healed before, but after being poured by the rain, her flesh turned white and curled slightly outward. Qin Zheng didn't even frown, he just sat quietly beside Chu Yu and looked at him.
Chu Yu pressed hard on the wound on Qin Zheng's neck with his fingertips. Qin Zheng grunted in pain, and Chu Yu pinched his chin tightly.
In the night, Chu Yu pressed Qin Zheng's lips, and kissed Qin Zheng fiercely, with the tip of her tongue opening her teeth, grabbing every inch of the area like a debt collector. Qin Zheng was stunned and didn't react for a while. Chu Yu bit the tip of Qin Zheng's tongue, and a fishy sweetness spread out in the endless entanglement between the two. All unwillingness, resentment, and resentment were all put into a kiss.
It was too heavy to breathe.
The moment Qin Zheng pressed Chu Yu's shoulder and tore open his neckline, Chu Yu pushed him away violently.
"Qingci..." Qin Zheng's breath was uneven, and his voice was hoarse with a bit of lust.
Chu Yu raised his hand and grabbed Qin Zheng's wrist, and his voice sounded as distant as if it came from a distant valley: "Qin Zheng, probably any heart-and-heart and deep-rooted feelings in this world are not allowed to be coveted by others." Every cent." He slowly reached out and pressed Qin Zheng's heart: "But Qin Zheng, do you dare to say that there is no place for him here?"
Qin Zheng's hand on Chu Yu's shoulder slowly dropped...
The room was dead silent again.
After a long time, Chu Yu chuckled, pulled up his collar, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get lost."
Qin Zheng's heart gradually cooled down. He knew that he couldn't forget it. I can't forget Meng Hanyi, and I can't let go of Chu Yu either.
Chu Yu seemed to have little energy left to get angry, and for the first time showed a somewhat weak tone: "Qin Zheng, I beg you, get out." He buried his forehead on his knees, and heard the heavy footsteps for a long time From near to far, the last door rang, completely peaceful.
This love should be long-lasting, if you are ruthless, I will leave.