Floating Life Half Awake GL

Lin Yan's eyes changed slightly, and he woke up like a dream, but it was too late.

Xia Lan's panic at that moment was clearly reflected in Lin Yan's eyes and heart, like a sharp dagger, piercing that already fragile heart.

Lin Yan felt cold all over, and his fingertips were trembling. He wanted to speak, but found that his lips were trembling.

I was so scared, I was so afraid that with this opening of my mouth, my tears would no longer be controllable, and my tears would flow down like a storm.

And Lin Yan's eyes, from blurred back to clear, to the moment when they were gloomy and forced to smile, Xia Lan also had a panoramic view.

His eyes were slightly hot, and his heart ached. He wanted to explain or comfort him, but he couldn't. At this moment, everything he said was wrong.

In the end, it was Lin Yan who spoke first, but the first sentence he spoke was, "Is Sister Lan hurt?".

Mingming's face was pale, and the depths of his eyes were turbulent, but he still pretended to be nothing.

Xia Lan couldn't imagine that in the past many days, everyone in front of her walked over like this.

"No, Yan'er, don't worry"

Seeing the gentle smile on Xia Lan's face as always, Lin Yan felt relieved.

"I originally wanted Sister Lan to sit down and heal me... It was my fault, I didn't speak up in time, I was shocked by Sister Lan"

Seeing Lin Yan, whose clothes were half-faded and still squatting down to pick up the bottles and cans on the ground, and kept blaming himself, Xia Lan involuntarily stretched out her right hand, but stayed on top of Lin Yan's head for a long time, and finally Did not caress up.

I only quickly adjusted my breathing, and then slowly squatted down, "What does this have to do with Yan'er, it's my own carelessness."

Xia Lan first picked up a porcelain bottle that Lin Yanzheng was about to reach for, and touched her fingertips inadvertently. Both of them trembled, and their eyes met for a moment.

"Yan'er put on your clothes first, don't catch a cold"

Lin Yan stood up, pulled up the shirt that had been taken off her right shoulder, and then tied up the tie around her waist.

When she looked up again, Xia Lanye had already stood up.

"Remember, you must never use force these days"

"Um"

"It's getting late, go to bed early"

"Um"

Looking at Lin Yan, who was only concerned about what should be done, Xia Lan had a complicated look on her face, but she didn't say anything, and just turned around gently.

"Sister Lan"

Lin Yan finally couldn't help calling Xia Lan out loud.

Xia Lan turned her head and saw the smile on Lin Yan's face like the warm spring sun.

"Good night"

Xia Lan returned with a gentle smile, "Good night".

The moment they stepped out of the door, the two inside and outside the room suppressed their smiles at the same time.

Lin Yan looked at the open door, and at some point, his eyes were already wet with tears, but he tried hard not to let the tears fall.

Turning back slowly, looking at the bottles of wound medicine left on the table, the wound on the shoulder suddenly started to hurt, and slowly, the pain spread to the whole body.

Lin Yan stretched the edge of the table with his hands, and clenched his silver teeth, but he still couldn't stop the trembling all over his body.

With a "click", a hot tear fell down and instantly smashed onto the pale back of the veined hand.

In the end, he couldn't hold back, Lin Yan squatted down slowly, like an abandoned child in the cold winter night, and hugged his body tightly.

Tears raged on his face, but he didn't make a sound, he just bit the back of his hand tightly, and soon, he saw the dazzling bright red dyed those lips, that tears, and that one. Heart.

Although he had expected the end of his delusion, but he hadn't said it for a day, and hadn't heard the rejection from Xia Lan's mouth, Lin Yan always had such a glimmer of hope in his heart, even if it... No matter how slim.

But just now, the pillar that has supported Lin Yan for a long time has completely collapsed...

As for Xia Lan who stepped out of the room, her smile disappeared and her eyes were full of desolation.

She thought again of the painting she saw in the study in the morning, the person in the painting, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows, which was as bright red as the blood in her heart.

When seeing that painting, Xia Lan's heart can be said to have set off monstrous waves.

Especially when Xia Lan guessed the possible deep meaning in this painting, Xia Lan almost couldn't stand firm.

She could only comfort herself constantly, she must have thought too much, she must have thought wrong, no, it must not be like that...

After putting the painting back on the bookshelf intact, Xia Lan fled back to her courtyard almost in embarrassment.

After a day of chaos, Xia Lan gradually calmed down when Lin Yan returned to the mansion in the evening.

She thought, tonight, maybe she could get the answer from Yan'er herself.

But she didn't want to, this answer made her flustered and frightened far more than what she saw from the painting.

It turned out that everything is true.

It turned out that many moments in the past were not her illusions.

It turned out that over the years, the increasingly intense panic and anxiety in my heart all stemmed from this...

Suddenly, many things became clear.

Why is Yan'er always afraid to meet her eyes, even if they meet her eyes occasionally, she will quickly look away.

Why Yan'er always blushed and shy when she was alone with her, but Tong'er was very surprised by this.

Why every time she meets sister Ruoxue, especially when she mentions her elder brother, Yan'er always looks unhappy.

Why does Yan'er sometimes look at her with such forbearing and affectionate eyes, but sometimes her eyes are full of despair.

……

But, Yan'er... When did she start thinking about herself like that?

Was it when she and Tong'er went to Ruoxue's house a few days ago?Or was it Yan'er's birthday last year?

Or maybe Yan'er went to Beijing to meet her five years ago... that's why he showed that look when he gave her the handkerchief?

Or maybe it was the day when I went out for an outing with the three of Tonger five years ago... That's why when I fell into his arms, I didn't even make a sound and came back to my senses?

Or when Yan'er flew to rescue herself who almost fell into the water five years ago by the pool in the backyard?

……

or even earlier...

Could it be the day when Yan'er returned to the palace from Yulong Mountain in the heavy snow 11 years ago?

Later, Xia Lan asked Huainanzi why he sent Lin Yan back to the palace. He had promised Lin Yan to stay on Yulong Mountain.

At that time, Huainanzi said to her, "As a teacher, there is nothing I can do. This child is too stubborn. Seeing that no matter how much I begged, I refused to agree, and he was forced to jump off the cliff with death...".

All of a sudden, the eyes became blurred.

Xia Lan closed the door with her back turned, looking at the slightly beating flame not far away, she felt her heart was being slowly roasted by such a candle.

At first I just felt warm, and gradually it became hot, but even so, I still felt more warm.

Until the heart gradually began to be unable to bear the scorching heat, a faint pain began to hit, and then quickly spread to the whole body.

But even so, Xia Lan didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows, and calmly walked to the side cabinet, and took out a brocade box from it.

There were already several letters in the box, and Xia Lan picked up the one on top, and it could be seen that the seal had been opened.

"Mother, see Xin'an, I'm fine on the mountain, don't worry...

Mother, in recent days, I have thought a lot, and I deeply feel that what you said earlier is correct...

No matter who her elder brother is, she will always be Tonger's favorite elder brother..."

Inside the palace, two people with different thoughts entered the courtyard, tossing and turning in the same way, unable to sleep all night.

Xia Lan closed her eyes and went to sleep until the sky was slightly pale, but Lin Yan had already got up to wash and was ready to go to the barracks.

When Xia Lan opened her eyes again, it was nearly half an hour later than usual.

Man'er entered the room to take care of freshening up, looked at Xia Lan who was dark and blue in front of her eyes, couldn't help frowning and asked

"The princess didn't sleep well last night, do you want to go to sleep again?"

"No need"

Except when Leng Zongmu passed away, Man'er had never seen Xia Lan so haggard, but as a maid, she didn't dare to talk too much.

"Second Young Master went to the barracks early today, but he looked very tired."

Man'er only saw the eyelids of the person in the bronze mirror move, but she didn't say much, just hummed lightly.

Could it be that the two had a quarrel?This idea suddenly flashed in Man'er's mind, but she immediately vetoed herself.

Even if she was made to believe that a sow could climb a tree, she would not believe that their second son would quarrel with the princess!

"Princess, there is something... I don't know if I should say it or not"

"But it doesn't matter"

Man'er hesitated for a while and said, "When the second young master left the house, the servant seemed to see that her hand was injured."

The drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, "Which hand is injured?".

"The back of the left hand, the slave looks like it looks like..."

In the evening, Lin Yan rode back. He wanted to go directly to his small courtyard, but Xia Lan was already waiting in front of the main courtyard.

Lin Yan froze suddenly, but Xia Lan smiled softly, "I'm back."

Lin Yan also softened his brows and eyes, and walked forward, "Sister Lan".

"Is the injury better? You didn't use force today, right?"

Sensing Xia Lan's probing gaze, Lin Yan quietly and slightly turned his left hand behind his back.

"No, Sister Lan, don't worry, she's much better now."

"Go back to the room to wash and go to the dining room to eat"

"okay"

Lin Yan turned his feet and just took two steps when he heard a soft voice from behind, "The wound medicine is in your room, remember to bring the good medicine."

"..."

In the next few days, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened, one was as gentle as ever, the other was still warm.It's just that one is more like an elder, and the other is more like a junior.

On this day, the two had dinner together in the dining room as usual.

Halfway through, Xia Lan suddenly said, "Yan'er, I'm going to Yulong Mountain to see Tonger in the future."

Lin Yan shook his hand and almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

The depths of her eyes twitched several times, but her face was calm and unwavering, "Okay, let's see if Tong'er is eating and sleeping obediently, and learning from the master."

In the end, he didn't ask the words that came to his lips, "How many days will I go?"

Knowing what the answer will be, why do you ask more questions, embarrassing Sister Lan...

Xia Lan knew what was hidden behind these words, but she could only pretend not to know.

"Well, you have to take good care of yourself in the mansion..."

"it is good"

Lin Yan finally understood why Xia Lan was in the kitchen for the past few days. It turned out that the cook in the Jiaofu was cooking her favorite dishes on weekdays...

The day of farewell is getting closer, but both of them are surprisingly calm.

It's business as usual, nothing seems to have changed.

Finally, the day has arrived.

Lin Yan gave herself a half-day vacation for the first time, had breakfast with Xia Lan early in the morning, and then watched her go back to her room to pack her luggage, and then sent her all the way to the gate of the palace.

"Yan'er, you must take care of yourself, you know?"

"Well, sister Lan, don't worry, I've grown up."

Lin Yanyang smiled like a child.

Xia Lan also bent her lips, "Sister Lan knows that Yan'er has always been a capable person."

"Man'er, take good care of Sister Lan along the way."

"Please don't worry, Second Young Master, this servant will definitely take good care of the princess"

Lin Yan turned to look at Mo Yi who was standing in front of the horse, "Mo Yi, with you here, I feel at ease."

"Second son, don't worry"

"It's getting late, it's time to leave for the princess"

Xia Lan nodded slightly, then turned her head, only to find that Lin Yan had stood in front of the car at some point, and stretched out her right hand to him as usual every time she travels.

Xia Lan was slightly taken aback, her heart was turbulent, but she only smiled lightly on her face, and gently raised her plain hand and placed it in Lin Yan's palm.

"Shut up!"

The horse let out a long neigh, the premise was lifted high, and then it stepped heavily on the bluestone road.

Lin Yan blocked Xia Lan behind him almost subconsciously, and when he looked up, he realized that the person who came was wearing eunuch's clothes, followed by a small group of imperial guards.

"Pingnan Wang Linyan received the decree"

"Following the fate of the heavens, the emperor ordered that Lin Yan, the king of Pingnan, was young and heroic, and made great contributions to the frontier defense. He was specially called to be his son-in-law, Princess Shang Yong'an"

The third volume of Yu Yisheng