life after marriage

Qin Jianzhi was leaning against the window on the second floor, where there was a protruding balcony, and the heavy curtains covered the bright lights in the house, leaving only the cold moonlight.

In his hand he held a mask decorated with colored feathers, bordered with gold lacquer, and pearls hanging from the tassels.

This is a masquerade.

Everyone will put on a mask, wear gorgeous and exaggerated costumes, invite each other and dance without knowing their identities.Maybe it's just the secret love.

This is a popular practice in Kyoto. Grandma Qin heard it from somewhere, but she did it.

The night in early spring was still a bit cold, Qin Jian rubbed his fingers and put them in his pocket.

In the pocket is an admission ticket.

Qin Jianzhi took it out expressionlessly - he originally wanted to leave it to Yan Jing, but the other party did not show up from the beginning to the end.

His mood gradually turned from anticipation to anger, and this anger turned into a secret distortion under the scouring of time.

He let go of his hand, watched the note float into the dark night, turned and opened the curtains.

The stairs were spiral, and he appeared sideways from the corner, not wanting to alarm anyone.

Besides him, there were several other males present, but Qin Jianzhi's height made him the focus of it all at once - he was a full head taller than the other males.

It seemed that for a moment, the audience was silent, and countless eyes focused on Qin Jianzhi, causing him to frown.

But it was only for such a moment, and soon the original atmosphere was restored in the venue. The musicians were still playing ambiguous and soft music, and the people on the dance floor were still stepping on the rhythm and spinning nonchalantly.

Qin Jianzhi was dazed for a moment, then took a female by the hand and stepped onto the dance floor.

The female's hand rested on his shoulder, Qin Jianzhi restrained the coldness on his face, and led the female to spin on the dance floor.

The heat came from the place where the two touched, and the warmth of the female's palm was transmitted to Qin Jianzhi through the clothes.

He raised his eyes in surprise, but saw that the other half of his face, which was not covered by the mask, was already pink.

"Don't be nervous."

The other party blinked, and Qin Jianzhi realized that he had a pair of very clean eyes, like spring water that could be seen to the bottom at a glance.

"Hold... I'm sorry." The other party said so, and slightly let go of his hand.

He opened his mouth and said, "My name is Lin—"

"Shh-"

Qin Jianzhi interrupted him: "This is a masquerade, isn't it?"

"Oh……"

Intentionally ignoring the loss of the other party, Qin Jianzhi and him twirled on the dance floor, but their thoughts flew to unknown places involuntarily——

He still remembered that dream, in which Yan Jing stretched out his hand to him with a gentle smile on his face.

His palms are warm, his eyes are soft, Qin Jianzhi turned around as in a dream, raised his head to meet the eyes he imagined.

He suddenly woke up from his imagination.

This made the unknown fire in his heart even more intense.He was the only one immersed in this dream, but the other party didn't even show his face.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay." He said through gritted teeth.

The music gradually moved to the top, and the dance floor became more and more lively. Qin Jianzhi kept exchanging dance partners with a vengeful mentality, with a more gentle smile on his face.

"Look, isn't this pretty good?"

On the high stairs, an old man with full hair but still tall and straight tilted his head and said to the people around him: "After he gives up those boring thoughts, he will be on the right track like all males." .”

"You said so."

The old man has a pair of smiling eyes, but his expression is indifferent, and he looks a little like Qin Jianzhi at first glance.

He looked at the dance floor and nodded in satisfaction: "Don't worry, we just have to wait."

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Qin Jianzhi could hardly control himself.

Yan Jing really didn't show up!

Almost three hours had passed since the dance, and he had changed his dance partner after another.

He lets go in annoyance and walks off the dance floor during a partner exchange.

"wait."

He stopped the waiter who was carrying the wine and took a glass of dark red wine from the tray.

He tore open his collar irritably, and walked out while drinking.

Yan Jing will no longer appear, he hastily exited the arena full of frustration.

But at the corner, he bumped into someone who came.

He looked up—the man was taller than him.

The other party has long hair, which is loosely tied behind his head, and the ends of his hair show a special luster under the light.

He was wearing an extremely simple white mask, through the gap in the mask, Qin Jianzhi could see his eyes, with a playful smile in his dark pupils.

The lips exposed outside the mask opened and closed, Qin Jianzhi heard him say: "Little Master."

He didn't want to forgive him right away, but the sudden quickening of his heartbeat made him unable to deny the joy in his heart at this moment.

Although he was late for a long time, although he was asked to wait for a long time, he finally came.

"The party is over." Qin Jianzhi said with a straight face.

The music has come to an end and has become more soothing, and many people's smiles are tired.

"But there should be time for the last dance."

Yan Jing took a few steps back and reached out to him: "Sir, would you like to dance with me?"

Qin Jianzhi looked at his white gloves, his dark blue banquet clothes, and the smile on his lips, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

He really couldn't be angry anymore.

"Since you have made such a sincere request, I will naturally not refuse your invitation."

He held Yan Jing's hand, but the other party didn't move.

Qin Jianzhi turned his head in doubt, Yan Jing pointed out.

He naturally understood what the other party meant, and looked around. Fortunately, this place happened to be around the corner, and no one noticed them.

"Walk."

Qin Jianzhi lowered his voice, led Yan Jing around a few corners, and left the hall along a small passage.

At the back of the hall is a courtyard. The gardener of the Qin family has nothing to do and built a swing in it.

They stopped under the swing.

Qin Jianzhi turned back with a straight face: "I'm still very angry."

"Ah."

"You haven't shown up all night."

"Ah."

"You haven't apologized yet."

"sorry."

Yan Jing took his hand kindly and winked at him.

Qin Jianzhi suddenly felt that those eyes seemed to be full of stars.

A singing sound came from nowhere, and through the branches and leaves of the trees in the courtyard, it became hazy and lovely.

Yan Jing took his hand and kissed him as if on the dance floor, the coolness of early spring fell on the corner of his lips.

They spun back and forth under the moonlight, and the long, faint shadows were reflected on the ground, constantly changing with their movements.

Qin Jianzhi didn't know which one was the dream, his hands were on Yan Jing's waist, but his feet seemed to be stepping on clouds.

He raised his hand upwards, holding the edge of the mask, Yan Jing just looked at him, and obediently asked him to untie the rope.

……

The white mask fell to the ground, and Qin Jianzhi saw Yan Jing for the first time.

He thought about Yan Jing's appearance countless times in the dark, and he stretched out his hand to trace his outline. He knew that Yan Jing was very good-looking, but when he really appeared in front of him without any cover, Qin Jianzhi still couldn't help it gasped.

His females were too good-looking.

It was like an exquisite marble sculpture suddenly came to life, with the pure moonlight shining on him, Qin Jian couldn't help thinking of a very strange description——

Prince in the moonlight.

His long hair trembled slightly in the night wind, and Qin Jianzhi reached out to fiddle with his eyelashes.

"do you like me?"

Yan Jing raised one eyebrow, although it was a question, it was determined without hesitation.

Qin Jianzhi looked at him silently, only felt that every part of the other party was very suitable for him.It's like growing according to his preferences.

"I don't like you at all."

In the surprised eyes of the other party, Qin Jianzhi put his arms around his neck, and the man bent down following his strength.

Not only don't like you, but also hate you.

Every point hit his dead point, every movement made him unable to look away, even if he was angry, he couldn't resist him.

Thinking of this, Qin Jianzhi closed his eyes, feeling the gradually increasing strength of the female insect.

If Yan Jing doesn't come tonight, I'm afraid he can't really get angry.

He admits it.