Candle [Rebirth]

When Xiao Ning woke up, the sky was already bright.

It was too late last night, and in the end Gu Ling's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak, and it was even clearer when he fell asleep.Xiao Ning felt his face was burning hot, he subconsciously tightened his arms, but he didn't embrace the kitten in his arms filled with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus as usual.

He pulled up his clothes in some surprise and got up, and walked around Beichen Palace, but the room was empty.The sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the window was in full bloom, spreading a fragrance without hesitation. It rained last night, and the cold dew was silent, and even the fragrance smelled wet.

"Chaosheng..."

With a hoarse voice, he called softly, but no one responded, Beichen Palace didn't even have a maid, and it was so quiet that he could hear his own footsteps.

There was a panic in his heart for no reason, Xiao Ning walked barefoot to the gate of Beichen Palace, originally wanted to push the door and go out, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up.His fingers brushed over the uneven black robe, which was embroidered with flying and phoenix patterns with gold thread. In the past...he couldn't wear such luxurious clothes in the past, but what's wrong with the white robe embroidered with blue patterns? the same.

Finally missed it.

The crimson demon totem on his forehead felt a dull pain, Xiao Ning walked back and sat on that bed, his sight was blocked by the overwhelming red veil.There was a bronze mirror beside the bed, and he stared blankly at himself for a while, but he didn't recognize himself.

It should be clear, yearning eyes.

Not as gray and hopeless.

A ball of spiritual power was released from the palm, easily smashing the mirror into pieces.Xiao Ning lost his composure and stood up, took a few steps back, pointed at the broken bronze mirror, and muttered to himself.

"Wrong...all wrong..."

Why am I like this...

There was an abnormal flame burning up in his heart, and the unreasonable panic had turned into violent rage. He stood up drowsily, and destroyed everything in his sight like a whirlwind.He tore off the red veil, dropped the white jade cup he used to drink from beside the bed, kicked over the table in front of the bed, and the letters written by Gu Ling on weekdays fluttered all over the sky.

He picked up a piece of paper, the handwriting was neat and meaningful, and every single stroke was the "strength of character" that he could no longer desire.

"There is nowhere to find the old man. Only Bingzhu dreams of falling into the deep forest."

Holding the letter paper, Xiao Ning laughed idiotically, as if he was startled by the sound of his previous movements, a few palace officials hurried over from nowhere, and fell down on the ground without daring to breathe .

"Where's the person?" Xiao Ning tightly clutched the letter paper in his hand, and asked indifferently, with no expression on his face, but his voice trembled for some reason, "He...remember?"

The palace people just fell on the ground, and no one dared to speak.

"He's gone, who rescued him?" Xiao Ning asked nervously, and seemed to be talking to himself, "Or...he left by himself, he stayed enough and doesn't want me anymore?"

Still no one answered, Xiao Ning stood up and walked out muttering to himself: "Let's just go, it's useless to stay here, do you think I'll catch him back, you're too...too confident, What have you got to do with me?"

He unconsciously walked back to his own dark palace. He had been living in Beichen Palace these days and hadn't been back for a long time.Even though he has turned into a demon, what he yearns for the most is still a bright and warm place. Who wants to spend the whole day in this damp and cold palace, rotting alone...

But he's gone, and all the places are the same.

Those bright moments were originally stolen from him.

He lowered his eyes and pushed open the hall door, but the sudden light in the hall stung his eyes.I don't know who lit many, many red lanterns in his hall, hanging high and low, reflecting the joy of the hall.A red blanket was spread from the entrance, along the high steps, to under his bed, as if welcoming someone's arrival.

Xiao Ning's heart trembled suddenly.

Is it a hallucination... If not, could it be, could it be——

He took several deep breaths before he dared to raise his head. Gu Ling was sitting on the long steps in front of him, wearing a scarlet gown, looking at him with a smile on his cheek.

Xiao Ning rubbed his eyes, almost thought he was dreaming, he took two steps forward, Gu Ling stood up, opened his arms to him, and was embraced fully.He heard him whisper in his ear: "Your Majesty, happy birthday."

The body in his arms was warm and powerful, even carrying the scent of osmanthus that he was most familiar with. Xiao Ning rubbed his eyes, only to find that his eyes were full of tears.Gu Ling seemed to sense that something was wrong with him, took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, and yelled in surprise, "Oh, why are you crying?"

Xiao Ning shook his head, buried it in his neck, and didn't speak for a while, Gu Ling patiently patted his back, coaxing him softly: "You forgot your own birthday? As for being so happy, don't cry... ..."

He tightened his arms and asked hoarsely, "Do you know why today is my birthday?"

Gu Ling gave a bewildered "hmm", but Xiao Ning didn't answer.He has no father and no mother, so there is no birth date. After he was picked up on the Mount Sui Sui, he spent a long period of lonely days until the day of apprenticeship, when the squinted boy took the tea in his hand in a daze Show him a smile that he will never forget in his life.

The day I met you was my new life.

He heard Gu Ling in his ear, proudly and viciously said like a kitten stealing fish: "I'm going to be exhausted today, why don't you light up the lights in this hall... Hey, I'm dressed like this, don't you?" What do you want to say to me?"

What to say... There are too many things to say, but too little to say, not to mention such warmth, he dare not even think about it in his dreams.

Gu Ling pulled him away very dissatisfied, stuffed a red wedding invitation into his hand, and said in a harsh voice: "Hurry up, read it accordingly, don't make typos, it's unlucky!"

Xiao Ning held the wedding invitation with trembling hands, and looked up at him while reading it.

"Today, I am married, and we will make a contract together...a good relationship will last forever, and the match will be the same. Look at the peach blossoms on this day, and it is suitable for IKEA; it is predicted that the year will be full of melons, and you will be prosperous. I would like to write to Hongjian with a white-headed agreement. ; so that the alliance of red leaves can be recorded in Mandarin..."

Gu Ling leaned over and kissed him on the cheek with a smile.

So the voice trembled even more: "Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection..."

Life should come back, and death should be Sauvignon Blanc.

End.