[Comprehensive Qiong Yao] The collision of scum and scum

The rain fell on the blue-and-white oil-paper umbrella, and several strands and strands converged and fused, sliding down along the arc, ticking and rippling broken ripples in the small puddles on the ground, splashing small water flowers.After the fine spring rain, the green and heavy mountains are shrouded in mist and the outline cannot be seen clearly, and the thick green is quietly dotted with dots of fresh green.

In the continuous rain, among the hurried passers-by, there was an indigo figure walking slowly from far to near, and the demeanor at that moment made the surroundings pale.The young man holding the umbrella has an indifferent expression and calm steps, with a delicate and elegant posture, as if he has stepped out of an ink painting with heavy makeup and light touch, and then walked into another misty fairyland.

Please make up your mind in moderation, thank you.

Yongzhang felt helpless looking at the forked road in front of him. What should he do if he lost his way without any road signs? He didn't believe that there were no road idiots among the ancient people.If you want to ask the way, when it rains, there are only one or two passers-by on the road who are busy walking with their heads down, and leave before he steps forward.

Carefully avoiding puddles on the ground and mud puddles on the side of the road, the spring breeze gently blows the rain, avoiding the umbrella and falling on the shoulders and arms. An umbrella protects the head and face from the rain.Yongzhang sighed. In the ancient times when there were no cars and no paved roads, how did he think that he would come to this suburb when it was raining, without even bringing a little Luzi with him!

Speaking of it, it happened two mornings ago.

When Yongzhang had morning tea with Zhan Yunxiang, he saw that he seemed a little anxious and uneasy, so he naturally asked a question with concern, after all, the two are still good friends with a good relationship.

Zhan Yunxiang put down the teacup in his hand, struggled for a while with a straight face, finally raised his head firmly, pursed his lips and stared at him seriously, his eyes were dark and suppressed endless storms, his attitude was unprecedentedly serious and dignified .

Yongzhang slowly turned his face away, his eyelids drooped slightly to block the other party's gaze, and the corners of his lips, which were always habitually raised, were stiff and flattened, fading their charm.He has always been good at pupil skills, but he didn't dare to look directly at Zhan Yunxiang at this time, and he didn't dare to delve into the emotions and secrets hidden in those eyes at this time.

He was afraid.

There was no hypocrisy, no calculation, no pretense in the eyes staring at him, Zhan Yunxiang was too serious, too real, he began to be afraid to look directly into these eyes, he was afraid that he would be taken to a strange world, he was afraid that he would soften his heart .

"Yunxiang, don't fall in love with me. I don't want to lose you, this friend." Yongzhang took a deep breath, raised the corners of his brows and smiled again, resting his chin on the back of his hand to show the wind/flow, caressing his face flirtatiously and pompously. With Yunxiang's handsome facial lines, cold fingertips resting on the corner of his mouth, "No one who falls in love with me will end well. Besides, you should understand that you were just obsessed with the warmth at that time, it was just a mistake. Once you recognize that feeling, you should understand that I am just using you, you are just my toy, I only saved you for the sake of watching a show, without any sincerity."

Zhan Yunxiang's gaze did not waver in the slightest.Yongzhang's words are cruel and ruthless, but why do they sound so sad?

Not for himself, but for him, for his superficial heartlessness and heartlessness.You say you don't have any sincerity, but you just refuse to admit your sincerity.Zhan Yunxiang chuckled.

"Since then, you have been my salvation and my only belief. I am not a child, I know what I want." He grabbed the hand that was stiff at the side of his face, firm and pious, "Yao Hua, You will never lose me, I..."

Yongzhang broke free with his backhand, turned his wrist down and clasped his throat, pressed close to his face, covered the wavering and panic in his eyes with fierce eyes, his voice was lowered, his eyes were broken, "Forget about me, you will live better... "

The slender wrist was gently grasped, and the man who was pinned down showed no trace of fear or confusion, "It's useless, I will never forget you, Yao Hua, even if you erase all my memories ..."

Zhan Yunxiang is a business genius known as the night owl in the capital, and he has a unique study of language. He can find that the subject of Yongzhang's words when he uses that method is "I", and try to avoid harm. This person really It is very gentle.Moreover, he is not Fei Yunfan's weak-willed guy. He believes that if he is firm enough, his memory will not be easily erased.

"Who do you think you are? Do you really think I dare not? Stop wishful thinking!" Yongzhang waved his hand away, sternly said harsh words, then turned and slammed the door to leave, but his back looked more like fleeing, "I will Forget today, and you don't remember either."

"Three days later, Sanliting Hot Spring Villa outside the South City Gate, I'll wait for your answer." Zhan Yunxiang also stood up, calm, staring at his back with determination in his affectionate eyes, and returned There is a touch of worry and uneasiness that I dare not express.

impossible.Yongzhang refused in his heart.Zhan Yunxiang has broken his rules of the game, it is impossible for him to give him hope.

Zhan Yunxiang is his rare friend, and he doesn't want to destroy this relationship.

In the end, why did he still stand at this fork in the road, thinking about how to get to Sanliting Hot Spring Villa, why did he come out alone without bringing anyone with him.

Yunxiang, do you believe in fate?I believe.

Yongzhang closed his eyes and picked a random path, and he saw a manor within a short distance. The gatekeeper also said that this was a private manor, a hot spring manor used by the master to entertain friends.

Well, maybe we are really destined.

The steward took Yongzhang into the inner hall and saw that his robes were stained with muddy water and his shoulders were wet from the rain. He suggested that he go to the hot spring at the back to drive away the cold air, and then hand over the clothes to the servants in the manor to wash and dry them. About an hour will be fine.

To a certain extent, Yongzhang, who is still weak, and who upholds the idea of ​​carpe gratification in time, did not think much after confirming that the person in charge was harmless with his pupil technique after noticing any danger, and readily took off his coat and handed it to him. The steward took it down to wash it, changed into a silk underwear of the same size brought from the warehouse, and walked into the hot spring.

Bamboo is used to build a roof on the hot spring pool, which can not only protect confidentiality, but also can shade the sun and snow, and also can block wind and rain.Grass with silvery green leaves grows between the cracks in the stones beside the hot spring, which is so stubborn and lovely against the backdrop of a large green bush.The milky white pool is surrounded by steam, and the clouds and mists above the pool are transpiring, which is like a fairyland.

The spring water is warm and warm, giving off a faint sulfur smell, which soothes muscles and relaxes nerves. Yongzhang's nerves have been tense, and he let go of all kinds of thoughts about how to deal with Yunxiang. Sleepy with comfort.

The wooden door opened, and a man with a somewhat familiar figure appeared in the backlight.

Yongzhang was lazily lying on the edge of the pool, with the translucent silk underwear stuck to his body after getting wet, his brows were lazy and his eyes were seductive, his smile was seductive, and he was thrilled to be bewitched by the soft and soft voice .

Raising his hand in a daze, Yongzhang turned his back against the pool wall, bent his index finger towards the door...

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