After finishing this order, I will go back to my hometown and get married.

The emotion didn't know where it came from, when this strange emotion spread in Bai Wenge's heart, he wanted to try his best to calm down.

But as soon as his gaze touched the other person's face, his thoughts would be drawn involuntarily, and his emotions would become uncontrollable.

……

On the other side, Xu Lin was relieved when he saw that his face had softened a little, as if today's story had already ended.

Suddenly remembered something, he looked at the warm sun outside the courtyard...suddenly said: "The calligraphy and paintings in your warehouse have been stored for too long, and they are prone to mold. Let's take advantage of the good weather today, let's take them out to dry."

Pulled back to his senses by his voice, Bai Wenge turned his head away uncomfortably, and answered a word in a muffled voice.

"Ah."

……

Because the room was shady and cool enough, Bai Wenge could only appear briefly, but if he were to just walk carelessly in the sunshine, he would probably disappear in a short while.

Attached to the tablet, Xu Lin held it on the way to the warehouse, feeling the warmth in the embrace, he pursed his lips tightly, for fear of sighing because of this long-lost comfort.

But in just a few days, he seemed to get used to this person's temperature. Even in his lifetime, apart from his family, Bai Wenge had never been so close to anyone.

Now, instead of resisting this ridiculous marriage, he is looking forward to it.

Looking forward to the hugs of people around you, wanting to see each other as soon as you open your eyes, is this... a heartbeat?

It seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

……

The warehouse has not seen the sun all year round, and the windows are tightly sealed. After entering this room, Bai Wenge showed his figure.

More than a dozen wooden boxes were placed on the ground, and most of the rare calligraphy and paintings among them were collected by his grandfather during his lifetime.

Although the jewelry and antique ornaments are not moldy, they are already covered with dust. Xu Lin didn't care about those, but first opened the boxes containing calligraphy and paintings, and unfolded the yellowed and damp paper rolls one by one.

These calligraphy and paintings are all made by everyone. There are mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, and they are priceless. It is a pity that they are piled here and they are just dusty, waiting to grow hair.

While tidying up, Xu Lin chatted with Bai Wenge, inquiring about his condition before his death.

"Wen Ge, judging from your family background, it should be a wealthy family, so why did you come to this mountain village?"

His eyes followed the other person's figure all the time, and when he was suddenly asked about his own situation, Bai Wenge became a little nervous for some reason, and said dully: "Here, grandfather's roots."

"Where did you come from then?"

"The capital."

"Your family should be from a scholarly family."

"Ah."

Chatting with such a person who cherishes words like gold, a few words can kill the sky, Xu Lin couldn't think of what to say for a while.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

Hearing this, after thinking hard for a while, Bai Wenge finally found the topic.

"What do you like on weekdays?"

He wanted to find out his preferences, and because he was really not good at words, in the end he could only choke out one sentence.

Clinker, the voice fell, and the man turned his head, looked at him intently, and said seriously: "I like you."

……

Such a sudden confession made Bai Wenge stunned.

Looking at Xu Lin in astonishment, there was only a blank in his mind.

If he still had a human body, he would definitely have a surge of anger and blood, and his face would turn red immediately.

So at this moment, Bai Wenge was suddenly glad that he had been transformed into a ghost for many years, and those physical reactions were not obvious, so he didn't expose his mental turmoil.

He coughed a few times to cover up, then lowered his head, not daring to look at the other person's focused gaze, and said in a soft voice, "I'm asking you what you like to eat and what you do..."

With a chuckle, Xu Lin turned his head and continued to tidy up those scrolls, his clear voice rang out at a leisurely pace.

"I don't seem to have anything I like to eat, I'm not picky eaters, and I don't have anything I like to do, but if I'm with you, I'll be happy no matter what I do."

Bai Wenge, who was hitting straight balls one after another, was caught off guard, and the emotions in his heart gradually fermented, and the shame and honey-like sweetness had quietly filled his heart.

……

But at this moment, just as Xu Lin opened a pair of calligraphy and painting, Xu Lin was taken aback, and the girl with beautiful head and crescent eyebrows fell into his eyes in an instant.

It was a young girl who had not yet left the pavilion, holding a fan and sitting in the pavilion admiring the flowers. When the spring breeze blew, her bright yellow skirt fluttered and rippled.

The girl looked back at the painter, her eyebrows were affectionate, and her gaze was full of beauty.

On the yellowed scroll, there are two lines of poems written in Qing Jun's handwriting.

"There are thousands of knots in the heart, and the pen sends lovesickness."

His eyes fell on the corner, the seal stamped by the artist, with the word [Qin Shu] written on it, was shockingly red.

Seeing that Xu Lin's gaze fell on the painting for too long, Bai Wenge noticed something strange no matter how dull he was.

"what happened?"

Looking up thoughtfully, Xu Lin looked at him and asked, "Do you know who this painter [Qin Shu] is?"

Qinshu?

Unheard name.

Bai Wenge's calligraphy and paintings were all made by everyone, but at some point, the works of such an unknown person were mixed in. Not to mention Xu Lin had doubts, even he himself had doubts.

Shaking his head, Bai Wenge frowned and looked at the painting. The beautiful girl in the painting had familiar facial features that made him feel as if he had seen it somewhere before.

There are thousands of knots in my heart... Qin Shu...

A flash of inspiration flashed by, and the memory that had been sealed for decades finally emerged in his mind.

"This picture of beauty is about Xian Qianjie, the daughter of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River a hundred years ago. Qin Shu seems to be my grandfather's student. I don't remember the rest..."

Bai Wenge's grandfather used to be in charge of the Imperial Academy, retired when he was old, and took in a group of students, among them there seemed to be a young man named Qin Shu.

Time has passed, Bai Wenge can remember only these two names in bits and pieces, and the rest have been buried for too long, even if he wanted to, he couldn't remember one or two.

"But what's wrong with this painting?"

Xu Lin shook his head, then closed the painting again, and gently placed it aside.

"It's not that there's a problem with the painting, it's that there's a problem with the person who painted it and the person who made it."

Somewhat inexplicable, I didn't get any useful information from his words, but seeing that Xu Lin had finished the topic and went to move another box of calligraphy and painting, Bai Wenge could only keep silent and not disturb him.

……

However, his doubts were soon answered.

At noon, when the sun was at its most venomous, Bai Wenge hid in the tablet again.

Zhao Dahua was carrying a basket, and was looking for Xu Lin by his meal.

There are still some rough noodles and side dishes, not very delicious but enough to fill the stomach.

When the memorial tablet landed on Zhao Dahua's shy and timid face, Bai Wenge was startled, and suddenly realized that, regardless of her skin color, Zhao Dahua looked exactly like the beauty on the scroll.

At that time, Zhao Dahua was sitting at the table, watching Xu Lin eating slowly, and as soon as her eyes touched the handsome young man, her heart couldn't stop pounding.

Zhao Dahua hates marrying. At the age of 16, she was placed in a daughter's house, and she was already a bit old. If she wasted again, she would really become a yellow flower of yesterday, and would face ridicule from the whole village.

After Xu Lin finished eating, she didn't leave in a hurry, and sat there timidly twisting the hem of her clothes.

Under Xu Lin's puzzled gaze, she hesitated for a while, and then said blushingly, "Brother Xu Lin, have you ever thought about when you will marry a wife and have children?"

Xu Lin:? ? ?

Not knowing why, Xu Lin asked back: "Aren't I married already?"

"How do two men count!?"

Feeling that this person was very incomprehensible, Xu Lin frowned and looked at her with serious eyes: "Bai Wenge and I have done worship and entered the bridal chamber. How can we not count?"

Realizing that the other party's seriousness does not seem to be fake, Zhao Dahua was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But...but you always want to marry a wife and have children, so that you can continue the incense?"

In this era, there are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is childlessness. Everyone is a member of the family first, and an individual second.

Even if there is no family, everyone feels that the continuation of the incense is the most important purpose of life, and Zhao Dahua is no exception.

But this view is very absurd to Xu Lin.

Not to mention that he likes men, even if he is heterosexual, he has never married and fallen in love for the sake of carrying on the family line.

"I don't plan to marry a wife and have children. Since I'm married to Bai Wenge, I will stay with him for the rest of my life, and I won't consider anything else."

What he said was too unquestionable, and it made Zhao Dahua's heart cold in an instant.

Thinking that the other party had understood her hint, Zhao Dahua felt that Xu Lin's refusal was too absurd. She was angry and ashamed, and her eyes were red in an instant.

Wiping away her tears, Zhao Dahua stood up abruptly, put the bowls and chopsticks into the basket hastily, she didn't say a word of farewell, and left this place as if fleeing.

Xu Lin:? ? ?

If he read it right, the girl ran out crying just now, right?

what happened?Why did you suddenly cry?Is it because his ideas are too advanced for Zhao Dahua to accept?

But even so, it wouldn't make the little girl cry, right? !

Just when he was in a daze, a voice of gnashing of teeth suddenly came from the tablet: "Yanfu is not shallow."

"Huh?...What, you're not talking about Zhao Dahua, are you?"

After the words were finished, another cold snort came from the memorial tablet. Xu Lin sat in his seat, full of surprise.

His mind instantly became clear, turning back to think about what Zhao Dahua said just now, and then connecting with the implicitness of his daughter's family in this era, Xu Lin suddenly realized.

"... I understand... So she was hinting that I would marry her just now..."

"Oh~!"

A sneer came from the tablet again, Xu Lin paused, then suddenly reached out and hugged the tablet, and ruaed several times.

"You actually yell at me! You yell again! You yell again!"

Mua! Mua! Mua! Mua!

Accompanied by Xu Lin's murderous series of relatives, the ground was shaken for a while, Bai Wenge's head was dizzy from the shaking, and he jumped out of the memorial tablet in the next second.

When he came back to his senses, the tablet had already fallen to the ground. Bai Wenge felt the warm touch of the living person under him, raised his head stiffly, and the first thing he saw was Xu Lin's magnified handsome face.

"mua!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-0119:34:57~2020-05-0218:12:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Jin Yan ya1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Wenfeng; 7 bottles of Qiqi Gubei; 2 bottles of Wuyin; 1 bottle of Yang Jiu, do you want to eat sugar;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!