This prince is a little sweet

While Xiao Heng was reading a storybook with relish, a little servant came in respectfully, handed over a letter, and said, "Master Hou, he came from the capital and said it was an urgent letter, please take a look." .”

☆, desire

Xiao Heng lay on the rocking chair, didn't bother to move his hands, just snorted to show that he already knew.The little servant had a bitter face, on the one hand, he looked worriedly at the way the person who sent the letter was exhorting, wondering what important content should be written in the letter, and on the other hand, he was helpless to be out of tune with his master, how could he Dare to say half a word more?Thinking that in the end, he didn't have any way to get along with the best of both worlds, so his eyes and nose were all wrinkled, and he retreated extremely entangled.

On the contrary, Xie Yuan saw the servant delivering the letter, stopped the long sword in his hand, and walked over slowly.

The heavy snow in Liangzhou stopped yesterday, and today the sun is shining brightly in the sky. Even in the cold winter, it can make people feel warm.At this moment, Xie Yuan was only wearing a thin layer of blue long gown, and the sweat from practicing swords soaked his back after a short while, it was so permeable, it was the same as if he hadn't.From Xiao Heng's point of view, he happened to be able to see the young man's thin body and bones, and Xiao Heng couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Xie Yuan found Xiao Heng's eyes all at once. Although Xiao Heng felt that they were all men, and it was no big deal to take a look or two, Xie Yuan became uncomfortable, and immediately turned around imperceptibly, and picked up the The letter placed on the small table tried to divert attention, saying: "Master Hou, this is an urgent letter, if you don't read it, then I will read it for you."

Xiao Heng waved his hand, and said indifferently: "It's nothing more than those bad old men in the capital who have started acting like monsters again. If you don't want to be panicked, just look at it yourself."

Xie Yuan opened the envelope, and a piece of plain white letterhead slipped out, and a few lines of regular and elegant lowercase letters came into Xie Yuan's eyes.Xiao Heng looked at him helplessly, and after glancing at him for some reason, he put the long sword on the small table for some reason, and seemed a little angry.He was surprised when he saw that Xie Yuan was very calm and calm, and said in a gentle tone: "Oh, I said why the letter is so urgent. It turned out to be a love letter. It's not a love letter. Do you want to hold it, Lord Hou?" Read it to you?"

Xiao Heng finally put down his notebook, coughed, and said solemnly: "Read it, I just don't want to read it."

Hearing this, Xie Yuan couldn't help but let out a low laugh, then immediately flattened the corners of his lips and let out a cold snort, and said coolly, I'm going back, and left without looking back.

Xiao Heng looked at his background without looking back. For some reason, he always felt that he could see a bit of resentment from that back.

However, Xiao Heng quickly put this little episode behind him, and opened the letter to see which girl had the guts to send him what kind of love letter.

However, as Xiao Heng's gaze gradually moved down, his expression gradually became serious...

After Xie Yuan returned to his room, he poured himself a cup of tea for meditation without further ado, trying to suppress his anger.However, as soon as the teacup was brought to his lips, he raised his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly at his experience, why bother?For whom?

The fragrance on the plain white letter paper still lingers on his fingertips, and the content of the letter has been lingering in front of his eyes for a long time: "Brother Heng personally sent—I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much—I don't know." Brother Heng, do you still remember our agreement—we will enjoy the prosperity together in the future—Nanyi, sincerity—”

Every word seemed to provoke his fragile nerves, he really couldn't imagine how close the relationship must be, and the tone between the lines would be so natural and intimate?

As for love, Xie Yuan is no longer a child who doesn't understand anything, but with his special identity and uncertain future, it seems that not many people will notice this, and no one will think of it. , fifteen or sixteen years old, this is the age of first love.

After returning from Wangling that day, the yellow beam Gu worms in Xie Yuan's hands became restless again, forcing him to endure the bone-deep pain again.

However, only he himself knew that what tortured him the most that day was definitely not the physical pain.It was the "fear" that was engraved in front of his eyes over and over again by the Gu insects.

And in those scenes that were still fresh in his memory, Xiao Heng was not absent, or in other words, he was all of them.

From the time when Xiao Heng threw himself into the Dream Pavilion ten years ago, until in his dream, Xiao Heng was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, with raised eyebrows, holding someone's hand, but that person was not himself.

Under the impact of the pain, he no longer had any reason, just blindly and desperately trying to grab him, grab his hand, and pull him into his arms.

From that moment on, Xie Yuan knew that he could no longer deceive himself and others.Those things that he had a premonition but was unwilling to admit all the time really existed, and the clamoring yellow beam Gu worm in his body kept reminding him of what he had for Xiao Heng. , What kind of affection is it?

That was an unreasonable thought that even ten years of wind and snow in Liangzhou could not cover up.

At that moment, he remembered the words Zangwuke once said to him, behind the fear, there is often a piercing desire.

But this secret desire made him even start to loathe himself.