Please sign for your missing male ticket [Liao Zhai]

01

Mao Ji looked at Young Master Zhang who was sleeping in a big font and still clutching the corner of his clothes, the uneasiness and loneliness in his heart suddenly didn't feel so heavy.

His father died in the Zhang family's cemetery. When his mother went to Zhang's family to obtain a cemetery to bury his father, Mao Ji listened to his mother's words, and couldn't help thinking of the what-ifs his mother had said.

The Zhang family had been foreshadowed a long time ago, knowing that the cemetery here would belong to the Mao family.If the Zhang family could tell them after receiving the prophecy, would my father be able to avoid the cemetery on that rainy day, avoid entering the deserted cave to hide from the rain, and prevent the rainwater from being poured into the deserted cave? Drown?

Life and death are determined.

A sentence that he had never heard before suddenly exploded in Mao Ji's mind. Mao Ji repeated that sentence, and suddenly felt that his heart was being beaten hard with a sledgehammer. He wanted to dig out this heart and throw it away.

No, maybe there will be no pain.

02

Since life and death are determined by God, so should the encounter.

On the day his mother took him to Zhang's house to thank him, Mao Ji looked at the young master Zhang who was standing behind Zhang's father, smiling and winking at him, and felt inexplicably that he and this young master had known each other for a long time.At that time, Mao Ji didn't know how to describe that feeling. It was only later that Mao Ji realized that that feeling is called reunion after a long absence.

Young master Zhang likes himself, and he can easily see it from those bright eyes.And myself, I also like him.Therefore, when Mao Ji was faced with young master Zhang's wicked teasing, he also responded with wicked words, but there was one sentence that hid his sincerity.

No matter who you are, I will marry you.

03

During the day, with Young Master Zhang by his side, the pain of losing his father and mother would never be remembered, but in the dead of night, it would inevitably evoke sadness.

One day, tolerable.Two days, tolerable.For three days and four days, the tolerant Mao Ji wanted to run out of Zhang's house to find his mother, but there was no Young Master Zhang there.

Young Master Zhang, who made him in a dilemma and couldn't let go, secretly ran to his room at night, and when he came up, he threw himself on him involuntarily.Listening to the phrase "I will grow up with you" in Mao Ji's ear, the little hesitation in his heart was instantly wiped out.In the future, he will stay in Zhang's house and stay with Young Master Zhang.

Mao Ji huddled beside the bed, looked at the young master Zhang who was sleeping sprawled, and suddenly made up his mind.

Young master Zhang was young, and was carefully raised from a honey pot. His fair and round face was no different from that porcelain doll.Mao Ji raised his hand and wanted to touch Young Master Zhang, who was close at hand, but he was afraid of disturbing his sound sleep, so he wandered between touching and not touching for a moment, watching Young Master Zhang all night.

The eyes should be so long, the nose should be so long...

Mao Ji used his eyes to describe the facial features of Young Master Zhang, and suddenly depicted what Young Master Zhang looked like when he was an adult.Xi Wei's morning light accompanied by Mao Ji's imaginary appearance made Mao Ji's heart beat a few times for no reason.Mao Ji clutched his chest, no longer hovering between touching and not touching, Mao Ji lowered his head, and gently and slowly covered Young Master Zhang's cheek.

The short contact even made Mao Ji unable to tell whether he really touched Young Master Zhang just now.But what he could tell was that the impulse just now was not just superficial like liking.

In the future, Mao Ji attributed this act of stealing fragrance to love at first sight.

04

Wen Quxing's reincarnation was praised a lot, and occasionally, he took it seriously.

However, after all, praise is just praise and should not be taken seriously.

In the junior examination for children, the examination room was full of people who were older than him, and what's more, they were already very old.Mao Ji looked at those candidates, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Young Master Zhang among the crowd.Like an old pedant, Young Master Zhang walked up to him with his hands behind his back, talking to him over and over again about being normal and don't be nervous, whether you are proud of victory or not discouraged in defeat.

Mao Jiying nodded, and stretched out his hand to poke Young Master Zhang's frowning eyebrows, but he didn't want to.

The people in front of him disappeared like a cloud of smoke, Mao Ji smiled and rubbed his eyes, sat down and picked up his pen, and wrote his essay for the exam.He wanted to pass the exam earlier, to be worthy of Young Master Zhang.

God, people's wishes are not fulfilled.

He was not included in the posted list.

"If you become a scholar at the age of 11, how can you let those old men live?" Young Master Zhang heartlessly pointed to the list and published his high-spirited speeches. Not surprisingly, it attracted a few white-haired people looking at the list glare.Young Master Zhang laughed, grabbed his hand and ran away from the crowd, Mao Ji looked at Young Master Zhang who was running ahead, and the sense of urgency and loss in his heart suddenly became much lighter.

He still has a lot of time, them, a lot of time.

Before going to bed at night, Young Master Zhang comforted him for a while, and after saying that, Young Master Zhang concluded that it's not that the time has not come yet.Mao Ji looked at Young Master Zhang who blindly worshiped his knowledge, suppressed the unspeakable desire in his heart, turned off the lights, and urged Young Master Zhang to fall asleep.

However, he could bear it, but Young Master Zhang couldn't.

The germinating body is like a seed that is about to break out of the ground, buried in the soil is very restless.Young master Zhang, who was sleepy, clung to Mao Ji's side like a kitten, and the fire in Mao Ji's heart was burning more and more, and finally he couldn't hold it back.

If you can't hold back, then you can't bear it anymore.

Mao Ji embraced Young Master Zhang, and put his hand into Young Master Zhang's clothes.

The next day, it was Young Master Zhang who woke up first.Young Master Zhang blushed, turned over Mao Ji who was sleeping on the outside, and quietly found a pair of obscene pants to change.Mao Ji squinted at Young Master Zhang's red earlobes that seemed to be ripe, his eyes moved down, over Young Master Zhang's chest and waist, and then moved to Young Master Zhang's legs.

Breathing, suddenly heavy.

05

The timing that Young Master Zhang mentioned seemed to have never arrived.However, another time has come.

Young master Zhang, the opportunity to save the old man.

Growing up together, he never heard young master Zhang talk about his old friend, but Mao Ji had an intuition that the old man that young master Zhang wanted to save had something to do with him.

The scene outside the carriage was unfamiliar yet slightly familiar. He seemed to have walked and seen this road and field countless times before.

Also, that well.

When Young Master Zhang looked into the well, Mao Ji also looked into the well.The shadow of the sun was dim, and the well was deep. Mao Ji looked into the well, and suddenly saw a broken wooden barrel floating on the surface of the well, but when he looked closely, the wooden barrel was gone again.

Really?False?

A trace of ripples swayed from the surface of the well, and what appeared was the past that seemed to have been experienced before.

Young Master Zhang, who was a few years older, was wearing a skirt for some reason, and was standing leisurely not far away, walking towards him.When he got closer, Young Master Zhang knocked on the well platform a few times and said, "It's unlucky for water tools to fall into the well."

The words were aimed at the barrel, but Young Master Zhang's eyes were stuck to his body.

The surface of the well swayed, and the reflected scene returned to normal.Mao Ji raised his head, wanting to ask Young Master Zhang if he also saw something, but obviously, he was the only one who saw the strange situation.

06

The person that Young Master Zhang wanted to save could not be found.

Looking at the extremely dejected young master Zhang, Mao Ji suddenly understood why young master Zhang, or Wang Yixie, rushed to Dongchang in such a hurry.

Because they have died here.

07

Stopping Yixi, the instinct of the body rushed ahead of the thinking, and reacted first.

Also reacting, there is an inexplicable sentence "When I first met you, I wanted to do this".

08

Ma Youtang looked at Wang Yixi who was walking towards the wing room in a hurry, and suddenly remembered a word-sheep into tiger's mouth.

Stupid sheep happily skinned himself, and neatly packed the dinner plate for himself, waiting to be swallowed.Ma Youtang looked at the stupid sheep who looked more delicious against the background of the happy bed, and enjoyed the kindness of the stupid sheep without being polite.

The lamb under him is not only stupid, but also very face-saving.He was clearly exhausted, but he still had to force himself to say come again.Wang Yixi tried to be brave, so Ma Youtang followed Wang Yixi's words again and again.Looking at Wang Yixi who was being bullied with red eyes, Ma Youtang knew for the first time that saving face is actually an advantage.

09

He forced himself to fall asleep, but he did not sleep peacefully.

"Every drink and food is destined."

The words that the Kuguan said seemed to seep into his mind, lingering in Ma Youtang's ears all the time, from far and near.

The dream and the reality overlapped, and in the mist, there seemed to be a person standing beside the Kuguan, repeating the same words with the Kuguan.

Standing in the thick fog, Ma Youtang clearly knew that it was just a dream at this time, but he still couldn't help himself, following the Treasury officer and the looming person, repeating what they said.

The surrounding fog seemed to be startled by Ma Youtang's voice, and it scattered in all directions and rushed towards the treasurer and the man.Those two people were wrapped in dense fog, and finally disappeared, leaving only Ma Youtang, and the mourning hall he had seen in the dream of his previous life.

The mourning hall of Wang Yixi.

Waking up from a nightmare.

Feeling the weight on his body, Ma Youtang felt the weight on his body, and after a long time, he was freed from the palpitations.Wang Yixi's breathing and heartbeat all showed that at this moment, the person sleeping next to him had nothing to do with his death, but he still wanted to feel this person's body temperature further. Hear this man's voice.

It seemed that this was the only way to relieve the panic that was about to engulf him in his heart.

10

How long can we live together?How long can I stay away from this world?

Wang Yixi's unspoken worries were all seen by Ma Youtang, but he couldn't answer these questions.

Wang Yixi once said that what they live in now is just the world of books, and the person who wrote the book is a person whose road to imperial examinations is extremely difficult.

According to his thinking, the story written by a person who was frustrated in the imperial examination should also incorporate his own hopes.Therefore, what Ma Youtang can do is to stop taking part in the test after getting to know Yuan in Zhongyuan, in order to delay the development of the plot, or to be like Wang Yixie in this world, as much as possible. Allow some time.

It's just that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations, and it happens that they are stuck at such a juncture.

Ma Youtang looked at Wang Yixi who came to tease him, and wanted to find a place nearby, so he accepted Wang Yixi's invitation.But... before losing consciousness, Ma Youtang swears in a low voice just like Wang Yixi.