Golden House Cangjiao

With a weary soul, I am every moment, filling the sea of ​​hope.

— Adonis

"What's the number today?"

"April 27."

Xie Qingrang didn't speak anymore, he stroked the withered lily, his face was calm, only his fingertips trembled slightly.When the news of Zhu Sheng's suicide came, it was already two days later.The young man was always weak and sick, and asked for leave very frequently. No one would know that he would bid farewell to this grotesque world in the middle of a late spring night.

Just like the sunset that blooms early in the evening, it ignites brilliant light, but only for a moment, and then night falls, its little sparks are quietly extinguished, and finally it returns to silence.

I wish you a happy life.

Everything related to this name has long been familiar to Xie Qingrang.

Xie Qingrang has a perfect family background, and Mr. Xie even said in public more than once that he will be his successor. Rights and money are within reach for him. He has So much so that everything is treated with a casual attitude.

Until I met Zhu Sheng.

Xie Qingrang still remembers that the young man who walked out of the car that day was extremely fair-skinned, and the white sunlight fell on him unscrupulously. Wei Wei frowned, "Dad, can you come pick me up tonight?"

His voice was a little soft, and his wet pupils were black.

Xie Qing let out a "tsk", how could someone be so coquettish?

He was about to look away when the person in the driver's seat responded, and then the boy pursed his lips and smiled.His eyebrows and eyes are curved, he looks beautiful and delicate, his beautiful face is so beautiful that it is shocking, every inch seems to be carefully carved by the creator, Xie Qingrang's movements stopped.

The person in the driver's seat said again: "Shengsheng, I'm leaving first."

"it is good."

live?

Even the name is so silly.

Xie Qingrang walked past him indifferently, then turned his face casually and looked into the pair of black and white pupils with watery eyes, Xie Qingrang's footsteps stopped, and the brows could not help but slightly raised, almost After looking at each other for a few seconds, the boy blinked innocently at him.

I really like being coquettish.

he thinks.

That night, a group of playboys made a fuss about coming to Heting for a gathering under the pretext of starting school. Although most of them knew that Xie Qing was cold-tempered, they still asked Li Jianzhuo to invite them over.After drinking for three rounds, a few elders and young masters suggested to see the world with bad intentions, and ordered a few "wine-colored" signature rabbit masters, and said: "You are born with red lips and white teeth, that is beautiful."

How beautiful can it be?

Xie Qingrang picked up the wine glass absently, raised his eyes in a lack of interest, and then calmly retracted them.The red wine in the glass was swirled a few times, it was fragrant and sweet, and the rippling wine was moist. He unexpectedly thought of the boy whom he commented as "likes to act like a baby", and took out his phone with the other hand.

After a long time, he finally sent a text message: 【Help me find someone. 】

Later they were put into a class.

Zhu Sheng loves to laugh. When he smiles, his brows and eyes are slightly curved, bright and not square, but too quiet.He would often look out of the window with his chin resting on his shoulders, and She Ji would jump up and down, yelling "Life, Life, Life", the young man turned his head slightly, his gaze passed over Xie Qingrang who was sitting by the window, and then looked at She Ji.

Occasionally they would meet each other's eyes, Xie Qingrang's expression was indifferent, while the young man pursed his lips and smiled silently.

Zhu Sheng's attitude towards Xie Qingrang seems to be no different from that of others, and Xie Qingrang's attitude towards him is also the usual indifference and alienation, but only the two of them know that it is not the case.

An innocent look, a glance of raising his eyes, Zhu Sheng not only maintains his inseparability, but also obtains unlimited love and affection just right.He would call Xie Qingrang "Young Master Xie" with a smile, and would deliberately use the word "you" to communicate with Xie Qingrang. However, when a suitor chased after him, Zhu Sheng would also blink his eyes and ask Xie Qingrang to come out with him At the school gate, he tilted his head and said, "She already said that as long as I follow you, Young Master Xie, these people will stop thinking about me."

Most of the time, Zhu Sheng would bite his lip lightly, the water vapor wet his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, his pretty face looked charming, he frowned and said softly, "I'm very scared."

Xie Qingrang shouldn't have had so much patience for such a little trick. When he woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, he realized that he had already put the boy in his heart.In the dream, the boy wrapped his arms around his neck, his forehead rested on his shoulder, Zhu Sheng's eyes and brows were stained with spring, and he was gasping for emotion. Xie Qingrang kissed the boy's thin red eyes, and kissed his round shoulder again. There were peach-colored bite marks on his body, and thick white liquid dripped from the boy's legs. He asked in a deep voice, "Really don't want it anymore?"

Zhu Sheng buried his face in his arms, "It's coming out."

Thinking of this, Xie Qingrang slowly put his hands under his body, and he half-closed his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice: "... Wishing you a good life."

Even so, Xie Qingrang didn't point out too much to Zhu Sheng, and his attitude was still not salty.

He caught the wet eyes of each of the teenagers, and the glances he glanced at stayed for a long time intentionally or unintentionally, and then became extremely calm.Xie Qingrang watched the boy approaching him bit by bit, and watched him flirt with him innocently, with a pair of dark pupils that were unpredictable.

Xie Qingrang wanted to wish Zhu Sheng, but wanted Zhu Sheng to throw himself into his arms.

But he didn't wait after all.

The last time I saw Zhu Sheng was in the cemetery.Xie Qingrang saw the young man sitting alone on the stone chair crying, so pitiful, fragile and fragile, he could hardly restrain himself from holding Zhu Sheng into his arms, but despite all kinds of love and affection, Xie Qingrang could only restrain himself from pleading with the young man. Go to the lily in your hand.

Xie Qingrang said to Zhu Sheng: "It's going to rain, you'd better go back and cry."

It wasn't "I like you" or "I love you", and he didn't embrace the crying teenager in his arms, but just said coldly: "It's going to rain, you'd better go back and cry again .”

Xie Qingrang never knew that one day, he would hate himself so much.

He wants to wish Sheng, but he refuses to slow down, pretending to be indifferent day after day;This is the arrogance in his bones, he wants to conquer Zhu Sheng, he wants to make this boy... completely his own.

But he lost Zhu Sheng in the end.

Xie Qingrang has too much, but he doesn't have his most precious boy.

In the next few years, he suffered from insomnia, smoking, and drinking. He was originally a cold and restrained person, and he didn't care about anything else since then.Li Jianzhuo brought She Ji to visit him a few times, and the chattering girl in the past has grown into a slim figure, she said in a crying voice: "Cousin, don't do this, let him...I definitely don't want to see you like this. "

Xie Qingrang just frowned without saying a word.

His indifference is nothingness that leaves only an empty shell after the soul is withdrawn from the body.

She threw herself into Li Jianzhu's arms and cried bitterly.

Mr. Xie tapped his cane and said, "I don't care how important he is to you, you must live a good life for me."

One year, two years, three years, four years, five years.

Xie Qingrang's emotions were rarely revealed, in the first two years he didn't mention Zhu Sheng at all, only in the third year, thinking about Zhu Sheng was going crazy, and he could no longer restrain his thoughts.When he closed his eyes, he looked like a boy smiling with his eyes bent. In his dream, the boy got into his arms and rubbed him lightly. Xie Qingrang asked Zhu Sheng: "Why do you like acting like a baby so much?"

Zhu Sheng replied with a smile: "I want you to love me."

He woke up from the dream, the night outside was still dark.Xie Qingrang poured out a handful of sleeping pills in his palm, and crushed them one by one. Even if it was just a dream, he still wanted to hold the boy tightly in his arms, watch Zhu Sheng cry and pant under his body, and let him be crushed by himself. Fill it up little by little, and then tell him: "I like you."

In the fifth year, Xie Qingrang was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer.

Long-term insomnia, smoking and alcoholism are the main culprits. Conservative treatment is useless at this moment. Mr. Xie, who is sitting by the hospital bed, clenches the crutch in his hand and says tearfully, "You must make me gray-haired." People give black-haired people?"

"That's it."

Mr. Xie turned his back and said, "You are also liberated."

relief?

Even death couldn't make him feel relieved, let alone relieved.

Life is passing by, Xie Qingrang was too calm from beginning to end, he apologized to Mr. Xie, and asked She Ji to take good care of Mr. Xie in the future, She Ji asked him in tears: "Cousin, why don't you think about yourself?"

Xie Qingrang closed his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "I seek benevolence to obtain benevolence."

It was just that at the last second before his consciousness lost consciousness, a voice in his mind asked him: "Do you want to live?"

"What you lost will be possessed again, even revived." The mechanical voice was cold and flat, "You will be the "king" in the infinite space, you have the supreme authority, and countless nutshell worlds will belong to you , you can crush it, regenerate it, reshape it, as long as you want, the only condition is that you will be trapped in it, in the long years, trapped in this infinite space without a time limit."

"can."

Xie Qingrang said slowly.

In the next second, he came to this infinite space formed by the overlapping of many husk worlds, and became the "king" and the "program" that manages this infinite space.Xie Qingrang can add rules arbitrarily with his own will, but cannot change the existing rules in the past - the resurrected people in the space need to choose to stay in the husk (virtual) world or the real world.

In addition, there is a default rule: the resurrected person must not reveal any information about the infinite space before making a choice.

So Xie Qingrang did not resurrect Zhu Sheng immediately.

He wanted Zhu Sheng to stay, to stay willingly.

Xie Qingrang has created countless nutshell worlds, perfect, imperfect, or illusory.In some fruit shell worlds, Xie Qingrang and Zhu Sheng grew up together. In this world, Xie Qingrang's love for Zhu Sheng is innate. He is like a giant dragon guarding a treasure, and he treats his young man every step of the way. not leave.

In some husk worlds, Zhu Sheng has the long-awaited maternal love.Jiang Li would hug him when he was a child and call "Shengsheng baby" over and over again. Zhu Gongrong, who rushed home, took off his coat, kissed Zhu Sheng's forehead, and he fell asleep in Jiang Li's arms. Jiang Li put her in the cradle, Zhu Gongrong hugged Jiang Li's waist, and danced with her.

In some husk worlds, Xie Qingrang already had Zhu Sheng when he was in high school. He gave Zhu Sheng the love that he should have but didn't get, and he loved Zhu Sheng on the tip of his heart.

……

But these nutshell worlds were all rejected by Xie Qingrang one by one. He spent a long time and finally created a nutshell world that was not perfect, but he could personally make up for everything for Zhu Sheng. Xie Qingrang split himself up For the four personalities, and set three rules for this game - this is the golden cage he carefully built to trap Zhu Sheng.

As for the system to guide the resurrected, Xie Qingrang picked a stupid one.

The game is about to start.