The blind in farming has the blind way

The west wind brought snow to the capital overnight, reflected in the warm red lights of the lanterns, dotted with stars.

In the alley, a new Ye Mansion has been decorated, with red lanterns hanging high in front of the door.Nuoan was wearing a snow-white cloak, sitting at the door, spreading his palms to catch the falling snow, his palms were cool, like a person made of white porcelain.

Nuoan rested his chin on both hands, with a confused expression, watching the people coming and going on the street.

He didn't quite understand why Ye Jian had to bring himself out as soon as he left the mansion.Although he was sent to serve the young master, he is still a servant of the Ye family in name.

Thinking about it, his shoulders sank, and a warm cloak was wrapped around his body, which was exactly the one Ye Jian liked on weekdays.Turning his head to look over, he was not surprised to see Ye Jian's long, drawn face.

"Would you like to sit here and become a snow sculpture? Next year's New Year's Eve, there will be no master carvers in the mansion. How nice it is to sit and exhibit yourself, saving money, trouble and labor."

Nuo'an couldn't hear Ye Jian's ridicule, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting, but his knees were covered with soft white snow.

Nuoan himself didn't care too much, brushed his hand casually, stood up straight, turned around and looked at Ye Jian.For some things, it is more practical to ask clearly.

"Ajian."

"Huh?" Ye Jian was frowning and looking at the thin layer of clothes under Nuo'an's cloak, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes and met Nuo'an's affectionate eyes, and couldn't help but blushed.

"Do you remember, that spring..." Nuo'an suddenly froze when he said this.I smiled wryly in my heart.Things have come to this, there is nothing to say back then.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Nuoan asked softly with her lips slightly parted.

Ye Jian's eyes were rarely dodged: "Well...you know, I'm used to being served by you, and it's hard to live without you..."

"Yeah." Nuo'an smiled, but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Mingming made up his mind early, why was there a moment of wavering and anticipation in his heart just now.

Ye Jian asked: "...Have you read it?"

"What?" Nuoan didn't understand.

Ye Jian stared dryly, and Nuoan was stared inexplicably.

"Forget it if you don't read it...let's talk about it later." Ye Jian muttered something in a low voice, but Nuoan didn't hear it clearly.

He didn't dare to ask, sometimes Ye Jian would get angry because of some weird things, and when his unexplainable anger passed, he would naturally return to normal.

Nuoan spoke softly, "Madam will take it soon, right?" He tried his best to show his good side, hoping that the one who will stay in Ye Jian's heart in the future is a person who is beautiful when he thinks about it, let the old bastard regret it by himself .

Ye Jian was also thinking about something, but he didn't hear what he said clearly, so he replied casually: "Hmm..."

After finishing speaking, he reacted again: "Huh? What did you just say?"

Nuo'an felt bitter for a while, and thought to himself, what are you doing to bring me here, do you see that your husband and wife respect each other like guests?I promise Ann I owe you?

But he didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "Ma'am is coming back, I can't live in the main house, when will I move out? Why don't I move to the side room where the servants live tonight, the lady of the province will be shocked. "

"What did you say?" Ye Jian raised his voice.

"At the beginning you let me live in the main bedroom because I was cold. Now that my wife is coming back, there is no room for me." Nuo'an refused to be outdone, and confronted her.

Fortunately, there were not many people coming and going on the street, Ye Jian and him stared at each other for a long while, and it was his own momentum that weakened first.

Nuo An regained his composure, panting heavily, knowing that he had scolded his master and would be punished.

He lowered his head and said: "Nuoan is the next one, please punish me." He said that he wanted to unbutton his cloak and kneel down in the cold weather.

His body was supported by others, and he couldn't kneel down.

Ye Jian sighed, pulled him into his arms and said, "There is no wife, only you."

Surrounded by the long-lost embrace and breath, Nuoan was slow to react for a moment.

"I have reconciled with Mrs. Song. The paperwork was completed yesterday, and I didn't tell you."

"Don't do this again, you are the master of our Ye Mansion." Ye Jian rubbed Nuo'an's fluffy head with one hand, and buried his face in his shoulder.

"Little villain, are you really mad at me? Goug out my heart."

There was too much information, and Nuoan didn't react for a while.

Ye Jian hugged him through layers of clothes, and a burning kiss fell on his ear.

"I married her to stop the old man's mouth. The conscience of heaven and earth, I have always guarded myself like a jade for you. You are stupid."

There was a mist in front of his eyes, Nuoan blinked, his eyes were hot.

Snowflake petals fell on his long eyelashes, fumigated by the heat and turned into a puddle of water, melting into his tears.

"Then what about Mrs. Song? She is also very innocent."

Ye Jian's brewing affection was shattered by Nuo'an's words.

"The money I gave her is enough for her to remarry ten times. She used to trouble you everywhere, but I haven't settled with her yet. Taking the name of the young lady of the Ye family, she has not lost her benefits all these years... By the way, baby, do you think it's appropriate for us to say this now?"

Nuoan didn't answer.

Ye Jian sighed.

"Shall we make up?"

"The two of us live in our Ye Mansion. Let's get married here and have a lovely child in a few years, okay?"

"Didn't we agree that we'll be together when we're waiting for you? The first day of the new year is your birthday. You're here today, aren't you?"

Ye Jian's words were like a hammer, hitting and breaking the layers of transparent barriers that had separated him for many years.

Nuoan opened his lips and exhaled hot white air, and big tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.

After a while he said with difficulty: "I thought...you had forgotten..."

"How could it be?" Ye Jian kissed the tears on his cheeks, and walked all the way up, kissing his beautiful eyes.

"An'an don't cry, Ah Jian has recorded it here." He grabbed Nuo'an's hand and pressed it hard on his throbbing chest.

"I've been waiting for my An An to grow up."

Under the peach tree that spring, petals were falling, and a young man in a green shirt was sitting alone. Turning his head, he had red lips and white teeth, a handsome young man.

The flying snow was reflected under the red lanterns, looking from a distance, it looked like the peach blossoms flying in the capital that year.

"Ah Jian—" The young man ran towards him, overlapping with Nuoan in front of him, filling the beating heart in Ye Jian's chest.

Nuo'an saw the full self in his eyes, the boy under the moon, just like back then.

"it is good."

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It's a bit late, good night and sweet dreams, thank you for reading~