Brilliant thorn

Xiao Jue stared at the bed curtain above his head in a daze, and let Fu Shaoyu wipe off the traces of his body.

"What are you thinking about?"

Fu Shaoyu took his arm away from his forehead, met his eyes of different colors, couldn't help but lowered his head to kiss him, but his lips were pressed.

He rolled his Adam's apple and bit the other's cool fingertips.

Xiao Jue's voice was hoarse: "Did you forget the warning I gave you last night?"

"Which sentence?" Fu Shaoyu asked back.

"Don't be too nice to me." Xiao Jue replied.

Fu Shaoyu smiled, pushed aside the hair that covered his left eye, and said, "Why are you afraid of others' favors to you? You are clearly worth it."

Is it?

He doesn't think so.

A murderous monster doesn't deserve anything that has anything to do with "beautiful".

Xiao Jue's eyes turned cold, he pushed away the person lying on his body, closed his clothes, put on his eyepatch, and walked out the door with his long hair untied.

"I don't want to die." Such a sentence suddenly came from behind.

"What?" He stopped and looked back to the bed.

"You tell me to stay away from you, otherwise I will be haunted by evil spirits, and I must die." Fu Shaoyu leaned on the head of the bed, his eyes were wide, "Death is so boring, life still has a lot of good times, I don't care about it at all." don't want to die."

Xiao Jue pursed his lips, and the hand on the door trembled slightly.

"However," Fu Shaoyu changed the subject and asked, "How do you know that I'm not that evil ghost?"

There was a burst of spring thunder outside the door, and a bolt of lightning fell into the house, which actually made the man's smile appear evil.

Xiao Jue was startled, he pushed the door open regardless of the wind and rain outside.

He wandered along the corridor, thinking over and over the man's phrase "I don't want to die", did he want to be entangled with him all the time, or did he not want to have any more entanglements with him?What is the explanation of the evil spirit he mentioned?What kind of intersection did they have before?

After thinking about it, he connected Fu Shaoyu with that boy again.

Will it be the same person?

After all, the young man wore half a silver mask from beginning to end, and Cui Yushu probably chopped off someone's head at random and threw it in front of him, making him lose his mind completely.

But if it's the same one, why doesn't Fu Shaoyu recognize him?And why did you say "I hope you don't hate me when the time comes" in the cave?

What kind of person is Fu Shaoyu...?

"Young master? Young master!"

When Xiao Jue came back to his senses, he saw Yan Feishuang standing in front of him with slightly frowned eyebrows.The distance was very close, and he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, only to realize that his waist was empty, and the frost was not on him.

Yan Feishuang didn't pay attention to his flash of killing intent, and asked, "Master, are you sick? Your face is so red."

blushing?

It was only then that Xiao Jue realized that there was still a scalding heat on the tips of his ears.

He shook his head: "Nothing."

"Are you all right? I saw that you had a severe fever last time, which was very scary." Yan Feishuang was still worried, "Don't be sick because of the cold spring before you fully recovered. Or I'd better ask the doctor to come and take a look. Bar?"

"Don't bother." Xiao Jue paused, then asked again, "Last time I had a fever, was... Fu Shaoyu taking care of me?"

"Well, you kept holding him and refused to let go. Brother Fu didn't seem to close his eyes for a few hours," Yan Feishuang said with a smile, "Brother Fu said that you were old friends when you were young, and you haven't seen each other since we met after a long absence. Such a relationship is really true." Envy."

An old friend from childhood.

These four words cast a huge stone in Xiao Jue's heart.

He wanted to go back immediately, grabbed Fu Shaoyu's collar and asked, "Have you ever been to Taxian Pavilion ten years ago?"

But soon, he pushed the thought back.

Can't take risks.

Without full assurance, he couldn't speak at this moment.

His questioning like this is tantamount to revealing his identity. Fu Shaoyu is a righteous and chivalrous martial artist. If it's just an oolong, the other party may not be able to tolerate him.

Taking a step back, even if it is really him, ten years have passed, how much of the "friendship" from those days will remain?

Xiao Jue held a pessimistic attitude, but he inevitably had a little luck in his heart.

Fu Shaoyu has become special to him after all.

"My lord, you're distracted again."

Yan Feishuang laughed, walked around in front of him, and pointed to the courtyard on the east side: "I'm going to see my unlucky brother. If you want to visit the garden, my lord, I'll order someone to bring you an umbrella."

Xiao Jue said: "I will go with you."

Yan Feishuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled even more happily: "Okay!"

The paper umbrella tilted to the side without any trace, and the drizzle wet the little girl's thoughts, Yan Feishuang glanced aside from time to time, her goose-egg cheeks flushed.

Just as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a roar broke the silence under the paper umbrella.

"Hiss! Thing without eyes, get out!"

The door opened, and a young servant came out in fear. When he saw the two people under the eaves, he quickly bowed his head and saluted, called "Second Miss" and ran away.

Another clear voice came from inside the door: "Why are you losing your temper? You should blame yourself for drinking too much."

"Cousin is here too, let's go in." Yan Feishuang was visibly relieved.

She was most worried about being alone with Yan Xinghan, if her mother hadn't insisted on her taking a look, she wouldn't have set foot here at all.

"How could it be my fault? If you didn't knock me out, how could something happen to me? Ah-choo—" Yan Xinghan wrapped up the quilt tightly, staring at Shi Yi beside the bed.

"If you don't knock you out, you might say something absurd. If you offend Big Brother Fu, do you want Uncle to teach you a lesson in person?" Shi Yi handed over the medicine bowl, "Drink it quickly."

"Don't drink, it's too bitter." Yan Xinghan wrinkled his nose in disgust.

"How old are you, and you still think the medicine is bitter?" Yan Feishuang stepped into the door and said in a choked voice, "Isn't it embarrassing to spread it?"

Yan Xinghan scolded her in a low voice, "Damn girl", seeing that the people following her were even more angry.

He blamed Fu Shaoyu for falling into the pond, and Xiao Jue was Fu Shaoyu's friend, so Yan Xinghan naturally attributed it to his fellow party members.

"Don't quarrel when you two meet, and make Mr. Xiao laugh at you." Shi Yi passed the soup medicine forward again, "Drink the medicine, and your arm will recover sooner, so you won't delay your marriage next month."

Yan Xinghan's right arm was fixed by a splint and hung in front of his chest. He said confidently, "Hey me," then turned his gaze to the bedside, "Please Xiao Jue, Ayi is clumsy and can't do this kind of thing." .”

"Xinghan! Don't be rude." Shi Yi said sharply.

Yan Feishuang was also not happy: "Is your left hand useless too? You have learned how to manipulate people!"

"I don't have a good left hand, and besides, it's just a friend doing me a favor, so how can I call it a boss?" Yan Xinghan glared at his younger sister, "Young girl, why are you talking so much?"

Yan Feishuang wanted to talk back, but Xiao Jue had already stepped over her and took the medicine bowl from Shi Yi's hand.

"It doesn't matter, if Mr. Yan likes it, Xiao Jue can come to help every day."

"Really?" Yan Xinghan's original intention was to humiliate him, and by the way, he responded to Fu Shaoyu. Seeing that the other party came to his door, he climbed up, "Then I won't be polite."

Xiao Jue smiled like a spring breeze, scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to Yan Xinghan's mouth: "Of course you don't have to be polite, Xiao Jue is very happy."

Yan Feishuang was so angry that she wanted to quarrel with her brother, but Shi Yi quickly dragged her out of the room.

"Cousin! Look at him! It's too much, why stop me?"

"You know his temper best. The more you argue with him, the more he will fight against you."

"Then let him bully Young Master Xiao like this? He is my savior and a friend of Big Brother Fu, why is Yan Xinghan not well-mannered at all? You are a small-bellied man, and you are in vain as a seven-foot man, insulting my Yan family!"

Yan Feishuang deliberately raised her voice, and Shi Yi covered her mouth and walked further down the corridor.

Yan Xinghan listened to her words verbatim, and thought to himself that this little girl was really a wolf, and she turned her elbows outward.Previously, she was displeased with Fu Shaoyu's look at him in every possible way, and now because Xiao Jue scolded him so mercilessly, how could she swallow this bad breath?

He felt resentful in his heart, but he didn't show it, and even called Xiao Jue brothers and sisters.

He yelled "Xiaojue" and "Ajue" one after another, making it more and more handy to call people.

In the first few days, he was just serving tea and feeding medicine, but later Xiao Jue had to help him put on his shoes and change his clothes, and he almost didn't let someone go over to help him hold the bird when he went to the toilet.

Yan Feishuang was so angry that her teeth itch, and she was full of guilt towards Xiao Jue. At Shi Yi's suggestion, she went to go shopping with Fu Shaoyu and dragged Xiao Jue out of the house.

"I said I wanted to treat Mr. Xiao well, but it has been rainy these past few days, which is not a good weather for going out. It's finally sunny today, otherwise I have to find a magician to do Taoism." Yan Feishuang said jokingly.

Shi Yi smiled and said: "In the final analysis, is it because you can't stay at home anymore?"

"There are annoying spirits at home, of course we can't stay here," Yan Feishuang turned to Xiao Jue and said, "Is this your first visit to Shangye? , Guaranteed you won't get bored."

Fu Shaoyu echoed, "Sister Shuang's suggestion is good, I may not have come to Shangye for a long time."

Xiao Jue looked over, Fu Shaoyu blinked his left eye at him, and he quickly turned his eyes away again.

Since that intimate contact, he has been avoiding Fu Shaoyu, not making eye contact, and rarely speaking, but he understands that this is just a superficial form.

As long as Fu Shaoyu is by his side, he will pay attention to everything about him.

Even if you don't look at him, you will unconsciously prick up your ears to catch his voice.

"That's good!" Yan Feishuang slapped his hands, jumped forward excitedly, walked backwards and said, "Let me think about it, where should we take Mr. Fu to play first? The Peony Garden? But this is not the season for peonies to bloom." ..."

"Now that the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the peach forest in the suburbs should be very beautiful." Shi Yi took her arm and pulled her to his side, saying, "Walk well."

"Ah yes!" Yan Feishuang walked between Xiao Jue and Fu Shaoyu again, looked left and right, and asked expectantly: "What do you two brothers think? Let's go now?"

Xiao Jue didn't express his opinion, but he heard Fu Shaoyu say: "I listen to him."

"Master?" Yan Feishuang asked earnestly.

Feeling the man's gaze with a slight smile, Xiao Jue turned his head to look at the bustling stalls on the side of the road, and gave a faint "hmm".

"Then let's go!"

Yan Feishuang was like a bird just out of the nest, bouncing and leading the way, chirping non-stop.Shi Yi answered a few words from time to time, so as not to let her get too bored.

The peach forest is only three miles away from the city gate, and it looks crimson from a distance, dyeing the sky that has not cleared up for a long time.

Many people in the city come here on foot to enjoy the scenery, and some vendors even set up stalls under the peach forest to hawk and sell. The lively scene is comparable to the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival.

"Wow, it's so beautiful over there!" Yan Feishuang jumped up and looked into the distance, then got into the crowd and ran deep into the peach forest.

"Run slower!" Shi Yi hastened to follow, for fear that she would bump into her, his caring thoughts are much more competent than Yan Xinghan's real brother.

The surroundings were still bustling with people, but Xiao Jue felt that there was only one person left beside him.

The two walked side by side, their hands covered by wide sleeves brushed past each other lightly from time to time, Xiao Jue thought that Fu Shaoyu would take the opportunity to say something, but after waiting with his ears up for a long time, the man didn't say a word.

"Brother Young Master?"

An uncertain call came from behind, the voice was soft and soft, making one feel like a spring breeze.

Looking back at the sound, I saw a woman in white covering her face with a light veil, with tears in her apricot eyes, staring at Fu Shaoyu tenderly.

Xiao Jue's face was instantly as cold as ice.

Fu Shaoyu hooked his fingers under his sleeve, then walked up to the girl and said, "Lan Zhi, long time no see."

The woman took off the tulle, revealing a beautiful face, paired with those sparkling eyes, really adoring people.

"Brother Shaoyu, are you... are you here to attend the wedding banquet?"

"Well," Fu Shaoyu nodded without further explanation, "Why are you here?"

Lan Zhi smiled and looked up at him: "Grandma's house is in Shangye, and my father asked me to live here first... It's more convenient to marry from my grandma's house."

Before he finished speaking, two lines of hot tears came out of his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

Gritting her teeth lightly, she finally couldn't bear the grievance in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Shaoyu, you know, I have my own heart and I don't want to marry him."

"I understand," Fu Shaoyu sighed lightly, and said, "I have wronged you."

"If it wasn't for my father's death, I would rather die than obey. The person I like has been..."

"Lan Zhi."

The calm cry made the woman tremble, and when she came back to her senses, she quickly wiped away her tears, her eyes soaked in water were red, revealing a bit of bewilderment and sadness.

"I'm sorry, Lan Zhi lost her composure."

Fu Shaoyu looked back and saw Xiao Jue disappeared.

He raised his sword eyebrows and said: "Marriage is a happy event. My eyes are swollen from crying. How can I be a bride? I will send a backup gift to send someone to send it to me some day. I wish you..."

He paused, his eyes softened after all.

"Peace and success, no complaints or sorrows."

When Lan Zhi heard the words, her sad expression faded away, and her smile showed a bit of sincerity instead.

Back then, she was seriously ill and felt that her life was nearing the end of her life, and she had no interest in life. She only wished to see Fu Shaoyu before she died.Her father couldn't bear to let her die in depression, so he went to find Fu Shaoyu.

She didn't hold out hope, but Fu Shaoyu not only came, but also brought a life-saving prescription.

From then on, this heart and this life belonged to this person.

Even if the other party doesn't want it at all.

"My lord, come and have a look at our hair band, handkerchief, incense fan, and hairpin. They are all excellent craftsmanship. They are the most suitable to buy as gifts for your wife." The two walked side by side to a small stall, The aunt who sold things tugged on Fu Shaoyu's sleeve with great enthusiasm.

Lan Zhi waved her hand, wanting to push Fu Shaoyu away, but saw him pick up a red hairband about two fingers wide, and asked: "Are these two ends embroidered with sparrow feathers?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the aunt nodded repeatedly, "The sparrow feather is not vulgar, and it has a good meaning. She will definitely like it as a gift for your wife."

"I hope so." Fu Shaoyu paid the money, carefully folded the hair tie and put it in his sleeve.

Lan Zhi flashed a look of surprise, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Shaoyu...do you have a sweetheart?"

Fu Shaoyu said without changing his face: "I have already decided to live forever."

Lan Zhi was stunned: "I don't know which girl is so lucky."

"It's my luck." Fu Shaoyu smiled and didn't say much.

"It's windy, I should go back," Lan Zhi put on her veil again, and gave Fu Shaoyu a gift, "I won't accept the congratulatory gift, brother Shaoyu just drink two more glasses of wedding wine that day, take care of it."

Fu Shaoyu nodded, seeing her turn around and walk away with the maid, he turned back to look for Xiao Jue.

The peach forest is very large, the deeper you go in the forest, the fewer people there are, and the more prosperous the peach branches are.

The breeze gradually picked up, and the sky was full of flowers and rain. Xiao Jue, who was dressed in black, was lying on the peach branch of Cangqiu, with one arm on his pillow, eyes closed and rested.

He broke off a branch of peach blossom, put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly, then nailed it to his side with his backhand.

Fu Shaoyu jumped up, took the peach blossom branch that came through the air, tapped the branch with his toes, and the fragrance wafted all over his body, and it fell lightly on Xiao Jue's branch.

"Go away, there can't be two people here, you go find your rotten peach blossoms elsewhere." Xiao Jue didn't even open his eyes.

"It's okay, I can't fall on you." Fu Shaoyu squeezed over, "Look what is this? Do you like it?"

Xiao Jue's eyebrows itch, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a red hair ribbon dangling in front of him.

"The one who sent the girl didn't send it out, so he sent it to me?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in a harsh tone.

"Are you jealous again? You put it on and let me see it. If it doesn't look good, you can change it." Fu Shaoyu reached out to untie his hairband, but Xiao would never let him touch it, and the two entangled between the branches. With the hand, I can't use it, and I don't know whose robe is caught by the branch, the figure is staggering, and both of them fall down the tree.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Shaoyu hugged Xiao Jue and put himself under him.

The two of them fell on the layers of falling flowers, but they didn't feel any pain.

Fu Shaoyu raised his hand to remove a petal stuck in Xiao Jue's hair, and untied his loose hair band with a smile. The black hair poured down like running water, covering their faces that were almost touching from both sides. .

"I bought it specially for you, and there is no one else."