I have a date with the beast

The Jiang family is a well-known family in the north. Although it is not as good as the emperor's relatives, it still occupies a pivotal position in the court.The emperor appreciated and valued Minister Jiang very much, and the prime minister of the current court had to give him three points.

The Jiang family has two daughters who are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. They are both well-known talented women in the capital, and their beauty is by no means inferior to the most beautiful woman in the capital.The only son of the Jiang family master was born at the age of two thousand gold and Jiji. The whole house celebrated the birth of the young master with lanterns and festoons. Everyone was happy for the arrival of this child.

That young master is Jiang Rufeng.

The young master was pampered and pampered since he was a child, he stretched out his hand to eat and opened his mouth, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, the whole family doted on this finely carved jade-like doll.

Jiang Rufeng was lively and active when he was a child, with a mischievous personality for that age.He didn't like being followed by a group of maids, so he always ran around to get rid of the follower maids.

By chance, he broke into a side courtyard.

The peach grove adjacent to the back mountain in the side courtyard looks like it has been abandoned for many years, and the door is covered with cobwebs.However, although the courtyard looked dilapidated, it didn't have the slightest gloomy air.The little Jiang Rufeng didn't dare to show his air, and moved carefully into the yard step by step, nervous and excited.

That evening, the young master tiptoed out of the courtyard, covering his mouth with his plump little hands and snickering.

He discovered a little secret.

Later, the young master went to that side courtyard full of expectation every day, as if waiting for a seed to germinate.That was the only joy of being with him through the long winter.

Finally, the spring day of the year came, everything recovered, and the grass grew and the warblers flew.

When Xiaofeng woke up from a deep sleep, he met a pair of round eyes, the brown pupils were clear and bright, and the innocent eyes were mixed with obvious expectation and curiosity.

The owner with those eyes was very excited when he saw that Xiaofeng woke up. He stretched out his short hand, trying to grab the corner of Xiaofeng's clothes, but the latter easily dodged and let him catch it.

Unexpectedly, the young master rushed forward with his young body.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and let out an exclamation.

However, there was no pain as expected.

He carefully opened one eye, only to find that he was nestled in Xiaofeng's arms, and he was almost relieved.

"Big brother, you look so good-looking," the young master wrapped his arms around Xiaofeng's neck affectionately, "you are more beautiful than Sister Qing and Sister Luo."

Xiaofeng put the boy down without saying a word.

"Big brother, my name is Jiang Rufeng, what's your name?" The young master asked while holding Xiaofeng's sleeve robe, and raised his face.

Xiao Feng closed his eyes, looked into those clear eyes, and answered after a long time: "Xiao Feng."

"Brother Xiaofeng, can I come to play with you every day from now on?"

Maybe it was because the boy's expectant eyes were too hot, but Xiaofeng didn't refuse after all.

After that day, the young master really came to see Xiaofeng every day.Although Xie Feng always cherishes words like gold, and he has to say a lot to get one or two words, he still enjoys it.

Sometimes the young master would bring the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which he thought was the most delicious in the world, and when he was a little older, he would show off the toys he and his school friends bought in the market every now and then.

The young master grew up day by day, but his appearance remained the same, as if time had frozen on him.

"Today, sir, he talked about poetry again." Jiang Rufeng, who has grown from an immature child to a young man, has lost a bit of youthfulness and added a bit of elegance. He cleared his throat pretentiously, wanting to show off, "One day When you see a beauty, you will never forget it. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy.”

Seeing that the mocking wind was still indifferent, the young man seemed unwilling, bit his lip and continued: "Feng Xi Feng Xi returns to his hometown, and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix."

"It's getting late, let's go back." The mocking wind closed his eyes, his words remained cold.

The boy shook his sleeves and left with a little anger.

And the next day, the boy still came to this courtyard with a smile on his face, as if he wasn't the one who left angrily yesterday.

"Laugh at the wind." The boy sat firmly among the branches, and he turned his head to look at the person lying on the treetop behind him.The man was dressed in white, with three thousand black hair fluttering in the wind, his handsome face matched the gorgeous peach blossoms blooming in the back mountain, which added a bit of smoke and fire to his cold and dusty face.

"En." He raised his eyes and answered, his midnight-like deep eyes looked straight into the bottom of the young man's heart.

The corner of the boy's lips curled up, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown by the wind. He asked, "You are a god, can you possibly calculate my life span?"

Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"One Jiazi."

The cold voice could not hear any emotional waves, but only endless vicissitudes and indifference.

Hearing the words, the young man lost his mind for a moment, and the corners of his raised mouth froze there. After a long time, he lowered his eyes, concealing the bitterness and sadness, and said pretending to be grateful: "So I didn't die by accident, 60 years, quite... a long time It's..."

Xiaofeng looked at the young man and didn't speak any more.

The juvenile spends more and more time in the side courtyard every day.

The maids of the Jiang family only knew that their young master would disappear for a period of time every day, and then reappear in the evening.No one knew where he went, and he didn't want anyone to know.

Madam said, the young master has his own ideas, so you don't need to ask, just let him go.

"Xiaofeng, today, Yuexi, I made a few mooncakes, do you have a taste?" The young man opened the food box, held it in his hands like offering treasures, and looked at him expectantly, just like asking him if he could play with it many years ago look like.

The mocking wind glanced at the newly scalded young man's fingertips, and after a long while, he picked up a mooncake that wasn't that pretty in shape from the food box.

"Is it delicious?" The boy stared nervously at his every move.

"Ah."

Spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer goes, and it's another year of severe winter.

Jiang Rufeng, who was already a young man, stood under the tree with an umbrella, and heavy snow fell on the umbrella and then fell.He raised his head to look at the elegant figure in a white fur coat lying on the top of a tree, and after a long time, he turned around and walked away slowly, leaving a series of seemingly invisible footprints in the snow.

The man in the tree opened his eyes when the young man stepped out of the courtyard, and a trace of confusion slipped through his usually calm eyes.

Mrs. Jiang's family was very anxious. The youngest son was over [-] years old and had reached the age of marriage, but she frequently refused to meet with the prime minister's young daughter, always refusing on the pretext of being busy.

Mrs. Jiang has always indulged her youngest son, relying on him for everything, but some things cannot be left to his whim after all.

"Xiaofeng, I'm going to get married." The young man has grown into an extraordinary appearance, he said lightly, his eyes were fixed on the man's indifferent face, as if he wanted to see a flaw in that indifferent face.

But he never changed his face, and after a long time, he said: "Congratulations."

The young man pulled out a smile, that wry smile looked out of place on his handsome face, and he asked tremblingly, "Do you have a heart?"

The wind was speechless.

"The ancients said that God loves the world, but God has no heart at all. How can we talk about loving the world?" The young man laughed at himself, "I'm just pretending to be passionate." After finishing speaking, the young man cast a reluctant look at the man who was out of the world, and left with a lonely expression. up.

The young master of the Jiang family married the daughter of the prime minister of the dynasty. They are a beautiful couple made in heaven. The whole capital celebrates the three-day celebration, and all restaurants and teahouses are free of charge.

The young man looked at himself in the mirror in the red wedding dress, the gorgeous red almost burned his eyes.

"It looks good?" he muttered to the empty room.

After a long time, a deep voice came from the corner: "Yes."

The young man turned around, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, he pursed his lips, and said softly: "Feng Xi Feng Xi returns to his hometown, travels all over the world to seek his phoenix."

The man in white came out from behind the screen. He looked at the young man silently, and finally raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said, "May your words be worthy of virtue, and we will join hands."

The young man's tears were still pooling in his eyes, he was full of surprise, he couldn't believe it and squeezed the corner of Xiaofeng's clothes, fearing that the person in front of him was just a phantom of his own imagination, his voice trembled slightly: "Really?"

"really."

As soon as this remark came out, the young man laughed through his tears and burst into tears."I've been waiting for a long, long time," he said.

This day is really too long.

On the day of the wedding, the master of the Jiang family was furious because his always well-behaved young son escaped from marriage!

The Jiang family is a well-known family, and the prime minister of the dynasty has both talent and beauty. It is difficult to find someone who is equal in the world, but he was abandoned by the groom's official on the day of the wedding. As soon as the news comes out, people in the world will laugh at him. What is the face of the prime minister's house? Save, how should the Jiang family explain it!

"Xiaofeng, let's go, let's leave together."

"it is good."

They came to a place isolated from the world, and the pampered young master resolutely abandoned his glory and wealth, willing to be a woodcutter in the mountains, with wormwood as his neighbor and birds and beasts as his friends.

"It's too late to regret it." The man stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttering, and he looked at the world against the wind.

"There is no such thing as regret," the young man said with a smile, and then there was a bit of determination in his tone, "I, Jiang Rufeng, never do things that I regret."

"……Fool."

The Buddha said that there are seven sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from love, resentment and hatred, and not getting what you want.Time flies, but ordinary people can't stand the time after all.

The young master who was handsome, unrestrained and personable back then was lying weakly on the bed, no longer his former demeanor.His hair is gray, his complexion is haggard, and his loose skin is full of marks of time, but from his aging face, he can still see some remnants of nobility and elegance.His cloudy eyes looked at the person sitting by the bed in fascination, and he spoke intermittently: "I, I am old, but you are still the same as when I first saw you..."

The man in white plain clothes did not speak, his eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to stroke the long hair that was no longer soft to the touch.

The young master of the Jiang family stared deeply at that handsome young face, tears flowed down the fine lines at the corners of his eyes to his temples, and then disappeared in his hair: "You are a god... Maybe you can keep me from dying?"

The man's hands that were combing his hair stopped, and then continued to move his hands, and replied softly: "I can't reverse life and death."

The elderly man held the hand of the man who cut his hair, and sighed in relief: "I expected it, I expected it."

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, caressed the man's face, and murmured: "Let me...see you again."

"In the future... in the future... there will be no chance."

He almost didn't even have the strength to sigh now, and every word he uttered seemed to be consuming what little life he had left.

The young master of the Jiang family forced himself to open his eyes, wanting to see clearly the face in front of him that had not changed its expression from beginning to end. He sighed with tears in his smile, but the words he spit out were vague and difficult to decipher.

But Xiaofeng still understood what he said: I am very satisfied in this life.

enough, enough...

The man hugged the elderly man's gradually chilling body, and finally obvious pain and struggle appeared on his indifferent face, and the first tear fell from the corner of his eye since he was born in the beginning of chaos.

He leaned close to that person's ear, pressed his face against his cold cheeks, and murmured over and over again: "Like the wind, like the wind, like the wind..."