Jun Yong Mosheng

The guests in Chunze Building were like a cloud, and there were no empty seats. The three people in Feng Sanniang's room who had calmed down were silent. The more lively outside, the quieter it was here, as if hearing thunder in a silent place.

Sanniang poured out all the past that had been hidden in her heart for many years, "Do you two have anything else to say to me?" She looked at the two people opposite and asked.

Hearing this, Yong'er and Mo Sheng looked at each other, "We..." Mo Sheng stopped speaking.

"We are in love with each other." Yong'er continued what Mo Sheng said, since Sanniang asked, there is nothing to hide.

Mo Sheng held Yong'er's hand and nodded to Sanniang.

"Let her speak for herself." It's not that Sanniang doesn't know the relationship between the two of them, but this must be said by Mo Sheng himself, she knows Yong'er's straightforward temperament, and knows her daughter better, but if she doesn't say it, she is hesitating.

Mo Sheng stared at Yong'er, and Yong'er smiled at her, hoping to give her courage.

"Mother, I love Yong'er, just like Dad loves you. I love her beautiful, I love her hot, I love her kindness, I love her to know me, miss me, and take care of me." Mo Sheng said firmly, Yong'er listened to Hong She lowered her head with a stern face, this was the first time she heard Mo Sheng say such words himself.

Sanniang saw that the two were silent, and Mo Sheng continued, "Mo Sheng has hesitated, hesitated, and at a loss. I don't know how to face our identity as women. But feelings are a matter of How can I care about etiquette when I come here?" Mo Sheng paused, "Mother, you, my father, and Aunt Rong...don't you?"

Sanniang turned her head and smiled, "It's not that I don't know about you and Yong'er, but I've been waiting for you to confess to me."

Sanniang changed her tone, sounding more like an elder, "The obstacle between me and your father is just the difference in background and status, as for Rong..." Sanniang's eyes were full of love, "She is the most important thing in the rest of my life." comfort." After speaking, she shook her head and smiled.

"Mother belongs to Aunt Ai Rong, right?" Mo Sheng asked.

"Love is what you young people pursue. Mother doesn't have the strength to love anymore. Some things will be exhausted in order to make a living." Sanniang got up, walked to the window, turned her back to the two of them, faintly She said, "I have never felt good about being in the world. If there is no Jingping, my life will not be so brilliant. But Rong...the life in this garden has so many short borings and long emptiness. Someone Still willing to spend the days with me, how can I not be content and not love her?"

"Sanniang..." Yong'er called her name, every word Sanniang said, Yong'er could empathize with her.

"You two are together, mother has nothing to object to, as long as you are happy for a long time." Sanniang turned around and walked to the two, took their hands, and held them tightly together. "What mother can do is to protect Yong'er for you in this garden. The rest is up to you. Since you have chosen, don't let others down."

Mo Sheng nodded vigorously to the two, she didn't say anything, but Yong'er seemed to see a boldness in her eyes that she had never seen before, and smiled quietly as a response to Mo Sheng.

"It's getting late, you should go back earlier, I'm tired too." Sanniang sat down and advised her to go back earlier.

"Well, you should rest earlier, Mo Sheng will come back another day." After saluting, Mo Sheng pulled Yong'er out and closed the door.

She sent Yong'er back to her room, "Yong'er, accompany me to Qiyin Temple some other day." Before parting, Mo Sheng invited Yong'er, there might be more things she needs to know.

"Well, I'll wait for you." Yong'er put her arms around Mo Sheng's neck, rubbed her cheek against his face, and whispered in her ear. The two hugged for a while before saying goodbye.

Back at the academy, Mo Sheng was lying on the bed tossing and turning, one name after another flashed in her mind, she fell asleep, but the dream was the heavy rain in the dark night, accompanied by Sanniang's panting, red blood, and Yong'er's low crying ...

On the second day of class, Mo Sheng was listless and always stared at one place in a daze. When the crowd dispersed after class, she still sat in her seat blankly, not knowing anything.

"What's wrong with her?" Tong Yu asked Shen Yi beside her.

"How do I know, I've been like this all day." Shen Yi didn't understand what happened, but after only a day and ten days off, Mo Sheng really seemed like a different person.

The two came to her desk and sat down. Tong Yu stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "Master Xu!" two people.

"Oh, get out of class is over..." Mo Sheng was a little embarrassed.

"Yes, are you dating Zhou? Or are you traveling with a saint?" Tong Yu joked at her.

Mo Sheng bowed his head and said nothing, the two of them would never guess what was on her mind.

"It's hard to understand people who are in love... I'm going to eat." Shen Yi said sourly to Tongyu, ready to leave.

"Shen Yi." Mo Sheng suddenly stopped him.

"Why?" Shen Yi asked, pouted.

"Can I touch your palm?" Mo Sheng looked at him beggingly.

Seeing her like that, Shen Yi sat down and frowned, expressing his bewilderment.

"Just let her touch it, why are you so stingy?" Although Tong Yu didn't understand what Mo Sheng meant, seeing how depressed she was, she persuaded Shen Yi.

Shen Yi awkwardly put his right hand on the case, "Just touch it!" He turned his head away from Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng stretched out his fair and slender hands, and slightly tremblingly touched Shen Yi's generous palm. She touched every part of his palm inch by inch with her fingertips. Shen Yi felt a little itchy and wanted to pull back. own hands.

But being held by Mo Sheng, she suddenly grabbed Shen Yi's palm forcefully, lowered her head and tears fell down, falling on Shen Yi's palm.

Tong Yu looked at Shen Yi suspiciously, Shen Yi had an innocent expression, with "I didn't do anything" written all over his face.

"Look, you made people cry again." Tong Yu didn't know what to say, so she blamed her.

"Don't talk nonsense! Oh, and you, if you cry again, I'll leave." Shen Yi struggled to break away from Mo Sheng's hands, and pulled his hands back, he also felt a little embarrassed.

Mo Sheng wept for a while, then wiped away the tears with his sleeve.

"Mo Sheng lost his composure, I'm sorry." She choked up and said.

The two were puzzled and did not dare to say anything.

Mo let out a deep breath, and spread out his green hands, "I practice the piano all the year round, and calluses grow on my fingertips. Brother Shen, I hold a sword all the year round, and calluses are all over my palms," she said eloquently. Come.

Hearing this, Shen Yi stretched out his right hand for a closer look, he had never paid attention to his hand, since he practiced martial arts since he was a child, his hand was indeed covered with thick calluses.

"My mother said that my father's hand is also like this, covered with thick calluses, that may be the last time she held my father's hand..." Mo Sheng fell into memories again. "I've never met him, maybe he doesn't even know that there is me in this world, so I really want to hold Dad's hand once, just once." After speaking, tears welled up from her eyes again.

Tong Yu and Shen Yi had heard a little about Mo Sheng's life experience. They knew that she lost her father since she was a child and her mother was reduced to prostitution, but they didn't know more about it. Seeing how sad she was at this moment, it seemed that her biological mother told her something .

Shen Yi remained silent, and attached his hands to Mo Sheng's open hands, and Tong Yu also attached his hands to Shen Yi's hands, and the hands of the three of them overlapped on the table like this.The two kind-hearted men didn't know what to say to comfort the girl in front of them at this time, so they could only give her some comfort and resist something for her.

Mo Sheng felt the warmth brought to him by those two hands, and a warm current surged into his heart, watching the two with teary eyes.

"Take your hand away." Shen Yi said to Tong Yu, and withdrew his hand.

"Hmph! Are your Mr. Shen's hands so precious? You won't be able to touch Tongyu when he becomes the number one scholar in the gold department!" Tongyu teased him.

"Then let's wait for you to pass the exam first, I don't care much about this general, hmph!" After finishing speaking, Shen Yi shook Tong Yu with a look of disgust, got up and walked out of the hall.

"He, he really considers himself a general!" Tong Yu winked at Mo Sheng and said.

Mo Sheng laughed through his tears, Tong Yu felt relieved when she saw her smile, and dragged her to catch up with Shen Yi to have dinner together.

In the night, Mo Sheng finished learning the piano from Shen Junlan, and lay down early. She didn't sleep well last night due to many dreams, and she was also a little tired, so she lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

"Mo Sheng, Mo Sheng..." She was lying on the bed, when she heard someone calling her name in a low voice, and saw a handsome figure walking towards her in the distance, Mo Sheng sat up from the bed and asked, "Who are you?"

The man didn't speak, and got closer and closer, Mo Sheng rubbed his eyes hoping to see clearly, but he still couldn't see who the man was, but she smelled the familiar scent of the man, the aroma of bluegrass.

"Is it you?" Mo Sheng had seen this person in a dream before, and she kissed his forehead.The man still didn't speak, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at himself, leaned over and slowly approached, and put his lips on Mo Sheng's.

Mo Sheng trembled, she closed her eyes, and felt that the man's body was trembling slightly, and the lips and teeth were rubbing against each other. Mo Sheng felt that his body became weak and was about to melt into the man's passionate kiss.She put her arms around the man's shoulders and gently laid her down on the bed.

They kissed warmly and tenderly, the man's hand was gently waving on Mo Sheng's hand, she felt the calluses between the man's fingers, just like her own hands, the fingers of both hands were tightly clasped together.

She fell into this kiss, lost consciousness, lost consciousness, and only knew to respond to the other party with all her strength.

The panting sound that I heard outside the door of Sanniang's room came from my ears, "Hmm..." The man's body rubbed against his body so tightly.

"Mo Sheng, I...um..." She moved her lips away and began to whisper.

For some reason, Mo Sheng heard the sound of Sanniang and Aunt Rong's cloud and rain again. Mo Sheng felt her body was unbearably hot. She unbuttoned her clothes, hugged the man in her arms, and pressed the two soft pieces of her chest together .

She didn't know what to do, but the two bodies were entangled, she stroked her silky hair, and she buried her head in the hollow of her neck to kiss.

Lingering, kissing, and caressing, Mo Sheng's lower abdomen suddenly convulsed, and his body froze for a moment. She hugged the man tightly, wishing to integrate her into her body.

"Sir..." Mo Sheng called out and sat up from the bed in shock.

Beads of sweat appeared on her head, and her cheeks were flushed. She touched her clothes with her hands, and she was still wearing them. She looked around, but there was no one there. It turned out to be a dream.

But the two words she yelled when she woke up from the dream just now made her feel extremely ashamed, what's the matter, is that person in the dream Mr.She still couldn't see each other clearly, but she felt that her dream had blasphemed Shen Junlan, and she was extremely ashamed.

"Youyue! Youyue! Open the window a little more, it's so hot in the room." Mo Sheng was at a loss, she called Youyue to open the window, hoping to dispel the heat on her body.

Youyue got up when she heard the sound, hurriedly put on her clothes, opened the window, and a gust of cold wind blew in, "What's the matter, miss, it's just after Qingming, where is it hot?" The girl even felt a little cold, and turned herself The clothes on his body were wrapped up.

Mo Sheng sat on the bed blankly. She heard something she shouldn't have heard that day, so she was thinking wildly. She beat her head hard so that she would stop thinking about the scene in her dream, and then covered herself with the quilt. "Why, why, why," she wasn't sure who the woman in the dream was, but she called out the word "Sir" at that peak moment.

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