Gushan courtyard, willow swing.

Like a round of light rain falling, peaches and plums are all over the ground.

The young Wu Shuyang was wrapped in plain clothes, kneeling and sitting in front of the cirrus cloud star anise table, imitating it patiently.

His handwriting was originally of a smart and handsome style, and he accidentally saw Brother Jiu's flying and vigorous handwriting, and felt envious, so he saved his poems and imitated them quietly.

There was a crisp jingle.

A pair of small gilt bells appeared in front of them, with purple ribbons and two jade beads at the end.

"Ninth brother!"

He put his pen down and turned his head, and sure enough, he found the person he wanted to see on the left side of the desk.

This is someone he knew in Dou Shi, mysterious and nameless.

He said that he was the ninth eldest in his family, because he was the youngest in the family, and since he was a child, he was the only one who could call other people's elder brother, but no one had ever called him elder brother. After finally catching Wu Shuyang, he insisted on calling himself "Ninth Brother" .

"Here, do you like it?" Ninth Brother held his chin, shook the gold-plated fire bell in his hand, and said with a smile.

It's fine if this person doesn't smile, but when he smiles, it's like a warm spring breeze blowing on his face, making people feel warm all over his body.

Whether it's the pair of amorous eyebrows and eyes that are full of autumn water, or the beautiful jade skin that is as polished as polished, or the lips that are as moist as red jade beads, his whole person is like flowers in March, soft and brilliant.

Every time he walks, he brings a little undetectable fragrance, just like the fragrance in spring, with strands of green silk.

"I like it." Wu Shuyang whispered.

"For you." The gilt fire bell was placed on the table, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Wu Shuyang glanced at this exquisite little object with great reluctance, and saluted seriously:

"Xie Jiuge's kindness, it's just that a gentleman restrains himself and is cautious about his independence. He can't see and hide, and can't show the small. What you want, you need to keep calm and restrain greed."

The other party was amused by the serious look of the child in front of him: "You little brat, you are indeed very interesting."

Xiao Wu Shuyang's pink and jade-carved face is still full of seriousness: "I live here as a sojourner, and I have really troubled others. If I accept gifts, then I—"

He stopped suddenly.

"Wo what?"

Ninth Brother squinted his eyes with interest, and asked with a smile, "Wu what? You almost didn't hide it, you almost said your name, right?"

Speaking of the central thought, Wu Shuyang's face was a little blushing.

"You have lived with me for more than ten days, but you still refuse to tell me your name?"

Xiao Wu Shuyang bowed upright: "A humble name is not good, I'm afraid it will cause accidents." "Okay." Ninth Brother stood up, changed direction, and knelt down to his right side: "If you don't want to speak, I will give it to you." one."

He took the child's immature hand, folded the tip of the rabbit fur horizontally, and finished it with a little bit, and dropped the word "Zijue".

"Looking at your young age, you are a self-restraining gentleman. Today, I will give you the name 'Zijue'. Zi, like also. Jue, beautiful jade. It means the king of jade, and the beautiful jade is a pair. In the future, also I hope you will learn the virtues of jade, learn its indomitable character, learn its sharpness and incorruptibility, learn its gentleness and luster, learn its...

Wu Shuyang knelt and sat in front of the table, a little dazed.Why is this person so nice to him?What is it about him that deserves his kindness?

"Don't like it?" the visitor asked.

Wu Shuyang shook his head.He picked up the pen by himself, imitating the script of Brother Nine, and wrote the word "Zijue" on the cotton silk paper one after another.

Actually, not a bad name.Or to put it more accurately: he likes it.

"Thank you Brother Jiu for the reward."

The child was about to salute properly, but the other party raised his hand to stop him: "Come on, the old master is not as bored as you."

He poked the tip of the child's nose, but he was amused.

"Ninth brother, don't make fun of me." The child said sullenly.

"Okay, okay, don't make fun of me." Having said that, the other party laughed so that his shoulders trembled, like flower branches swaying in the spring breeze.

One of the two is rigid and serious, the other is joking and relaxed, completely different in frequency.

"—Brother Jiu, when will you bring me to see the King of Huai'an?"

Brother Ninth smiled, and gently stroked Wu Shuyang's hairy head.

"The king of Huai'an is a boring person, and there is nothing to see. Huai'an Miyagi is also a boring place, and there is nothing to go to."

"If that's the case, Zijue will leave tomorrow." He bowed, "I've been bothering you for a few days, thank you Brother Nine for taking care of me. Xiao Ke's ominous situation, I don't want to drag you down."

"Hmm." The other party asked casually, "Do you have a place to go?"

"..."

Wu Shuyang frowned, with a deep expression on his milky and cute face.

He really has nowhere to go.But he did not want to depend on others.

"Okay. At such a young age, I always look like I am bitter and bitter. It's too serious."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Ninth Brother was caught off guard and picked him up, making the villain instantly confused.

"Ninth brother, you—"

"It's just rained, I'm afraid you'll be stuffy and moldy."

Holding the child in one hand, he stood casually on the porch, calling softly in the air: "Peng—"

The fragrant wind blows, peaches and apricots fly.

A huge and gorgeous fire phoenix descended from the sky, its long tail curled up, and it stopped quietly in the courtyard.The divine bird is so majestic that the empty courtyard is actually completely filled.

Xiao Wu Shuyang looked surprised.

What kind of beast is this, what kind of strange scene is it now, and what is the origin of the person holding him——

"Let's go. Brother Jiu will take you to see, Qianli Shaoguang."

When the roc rises, the situation is flying.

He is small and weak, and the high wind blows him a little swaying.Wu Shuyang could only tightly hold on to Brother Ninth's Qiluo Huashang, and he tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face, concealing his shock and fear in his heart.

The other party noticed his panic and fear, and patted his back comfortingly.

Wu Shuyang was startled.

After the drastic changes in his family, he escaped from the capital and came to Huai'an country. Along the way, he experienced all the hardships and hardships of life.He has never dared to think about such a small happiness of being fed, clothed and warm, and being comforted by someone.

The divine bird's feathers are as soft as hanging clouds, the warm sun in the sky diffuses, and when it shines against the scales, the colorful light condenses the whole body of Jiu Ge.

He raised his face, a little dumbfounded.

Why is there such a bright person in the world.

Ever since he came to the courtyard, the original quagmire of life has been very peaceful.It seemed that all the hardships and difficulties he had experienced before were all for this moment and for meeting such a shining person like a god.

This man summoned the radiant divine bird to land in front of him, took him with him, soared and rode the wind, straight up ninety thousand li.

The magnificent light reflected on the other party's fair face, and fell into those delicate and beautiful eyes.

He weighed his weight in his heart, all the pain and suffering before seemed to be worth it.And the matter of whether he could meet King Huai'an was also left behind by him.

It is good to have him, and it is enough to have Brother Nine.

"By the way, didn't you ask my name?"

Ninth Brother glanced at him.His gentle eyes are fascinating.

"—you look down, and I'll tell you now."

Wu Shuyang leaned on his chest, summoned up his courage, and glanced down——

It is really a thousand miles of peach and apricot, and a thousand miles of fragrance.

The mountains are chaotic and red, and above the winding spring water, there is a warm spring.

Looking down from the back of the divine bird, one can see the beautiful scenery of spring, thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains.He felt that his heart was also chasing the wind and clouds, giving birth to some great pride.

This is too dreamy.He even dreamed that he couldn't believe that all of this happened for real.

"listen."

The man held him with one hand, as if he was afraid that Wu Shuyang would fall down.

"my name is--"

His soft voice resounded in my ears, as gentle as the fragrant wind that filled the sky.

"Qingyang."

Jian Mingshu woke up to the sound of gentle waves.

The dark purple satin quilt was very warm. He opened his eyes dimly, and what he saw was the delicate pale chin and the intimate touch on his forehead.

He suddenly realized the problem now.

He seemed to be lying in Wu Shuyang's arms in a very intimate position, while Wu Shuyang leaned slightly, holding him with one hand, and resting his hand on his hair soothingly.

Embarrassment and embarrassment are like a demon seed sown into the bottom of my heart, and it grows and grows immediately.But should he be embarrassed?In those love movies that Baomeng watched, the two protagonists seemed to wake up with such intimacy.

Not to mention, at this moment, there is still a voice in his heart that marvels: It turns out that the skin touch feels like this, and there are people beside him who are so stable.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

Outside the porthole, dawn is breaking.

A ray of light from the sky lit up the velvety night.

He recalled the strange dream just now. Compared with the fragmented and unreasonable dream, its details were extremely delicate, and even the feeling of the fragrant wind blowing on his face and the gorgeous light on Kunpeng's back were extremely realistic.

Like the previous dream of waiting by the river of forgetfulness and the dream of lightly holding the small fan in the long summer, it is more like an indescribable experience than a dream.

The him in the dream is not the god's perspective of a bystander, but the brother Jiu who is called by Zijue.The last sound of Qingyang was obviously extremely similar to his own tone.

Maybe this is true, maybe he used to be this person named Qingyang.

His eyes fell on the long eyelashes like a human feather fan in front of him.

When he fell asleep, the emotion between Wu Shuyang's brows and eyes was blown to be lighter, less alienated from people thousands of miles away, and more pure beauty, delicate and elegant.

He should be angry, and he has every reason to be angry.But yesterday's hazy story, the phrase "Please tame me", really touched his heartstrings.

And after the story was over, she landed a soft kiss on the back of his neck.

The person in front of him has indeed accurately grasped his weakness.It's just that I don't know if he is really passionate, or just easy to handle.

"woke up?"

Following the gentle greeting and raising his head, Wu Shuyang woke up at some point and was looking at him.

Damn it, he's not ready yet, he hasn't sorted out his mood, and he doesn't know how to face this scene now.

Jian Mingshu was stunned for a while, but didn't speak.Seeing his reaction, the other party's tone was obviously a little disappointed: "You are asleep, I am afraid to alarm you..."

He felt that the arm around him was also a little stiff.It seemed that he was not the only one who was nervous and overwhelmed.

"I know, you sleep lightly." Wu Shuyang added.

"It's okay." He didn't move, he felt that the other party didn't seem to know how to move.

"...Actually, I slept pretty well."

"..."

For the first time, he found that Wu Shuyang's body was warm, although his body temperature was still low.

The atmosphere seems a bit ambiguous.

Even a little dangerous.

Jian Mingshu found that his voice was a little dry, as if he was not very good at speaking.

He began to forcefully explain, glancing at the relationship: "...maybe it's because the bed is very comfortable, maybe it's because the waves are soothing, maybe it's because of the rhythmic rocking of the boat. Did you know that slight shaking stimulates the vestibular nervous system through otoliths, can Synchronizes neural activity in thalamic and cerebral cortical networks, resulting in…”[3]

The other party tightened their arms, and it was a sudden hug.

"... sleep better."

He finished the last few words in a very low voice.Although no one was listening, not even himself.

Jian Mingshu could feel that he was trying to restrain himself.Although the strength was still a bit shocking, it was so strong that he seemed to want to rub himself into his arms.

The sound of ocean waves and the sound of breathing intertwined, one wave after another impacted his mind.

"I lied." Jian Mingshu confessed in a low voice.

"Ah."

When I first met him, my judgment on him seemed right.He is really good at deceiving people.

If it wasn't for being bewitched, just a hug, how could he be so different from himself.

He heard his own voice, and began to confess with difficulty:

"...not because of the soft bed."

Last night's pain and joy awoke again, and the waves of the Atlantic shook his heart.

"Not for the soothing waves, either."

He felt his face buried in the other's neck.

"It has nothing to do with boats, otoliths, or rhythmic rocking."

He didn't finish.

Wu Shuyang's weight suddenly came over him.

The answer to that lie, it seems that there is no need to say it, the other party already understands it.

He felt his hand climb up Wu Shuyang's back.

The author has something to say: [1] A gentleman restrains himself and is cautious about his independence. He never sees what is hidden, and never shows what is subtle: from "The Doctrine of the Mean", I don't remember the original sentence, there should be some changes

[2] Moisturizing and shining, and its sound is comfortable: from "Huainanzi·Shuoshan Xun"; the rest are from "Shuowen Jiezi"

[3] This is not nonsense, related literature: doi.org/10.1016/j.cub.2018.12.028

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Okay, so everyone should understand

Dapeng's father is really "I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my father", and he made it (laughing and crying)

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Watch and cherish tomorrow's update, come early to catch the first wave!

emmm because I feel that I will be locked and forced to change the text (Pray with ten

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Uncle Ming's instant slap in the face——

Last night: I am used to sleeping alone, and I am not used to others lying next to me

Morning: really fragrant

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