Sheng Shian

Only one person can pass through the dark and narrow corridor, and Shen is obviously behind him, but he has all the dominance.

Liu Changze stopped. In this closed, dark, and humid space, only the touching hands and uneven breathing told the existence of another person.

He turned around from the narrow mouth with difficulty, the darkness was the best protective color, but somehow, Shen could see clearly his pair of quiet eyes, like a vortex in the deep sea, the surface is calm, but inside is indeed The turbulent waves and the turbid currents are raging, which will teach people to be beyond redemption.

Liu Changze suddenly said, "Why not you?"

His tone was like fragile paper, which could be broken by the wind.

He moved his wrist again, and Shen Shi held it tightly. He smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Not you."

There was no beginning or end to the words, but Shen understood it right away.

It's not him, can't it?

Shen Shi was speechless, and only clenched Chang Xiao in his hand.

Although he is the one chasing, he still feels sad that the other party has such an unforgettable person.

He hung his head.

Liu Changze also followed him and half-bent down.

The two were very close in the night, and Liu Changze's warm breath passed over Shen Shi's eyelashes, between the eyebrows, and the tip of his nose, but he refused to let it fall.

Shen Shi's body was stiff, and he didn't dare to move. He didn't know why Liu Changze made such a move after he finished speaking. He couldn't help but stop breathing.

Afraid of disturbing the butterfly in the mist.

He looked forward to the butterfly's stay, so he tightened every inch of his skin, looked straight at him, and uttered an unknown request.

You can't see the sun from above, and you can't distinguish things from below.

Liu Changze's ears and eyes have been covered by the dark secret passage, as long as he kisses him, he can gain short-term pleasure.

Like the warm, vivid, dreamlike dream at the Longevity Banquet.

No matter how he used reason to suppress himself, the trembling feeling that touched his soul at that time, the sense of relief like a cloud in the fog, and the satisfaction of having everything all clamored for his yearning and desire.

Liu Changze pressed Shen Shi back, the clean white clothes stuck to the steamy stone wall, Shen Shi shook Liu Changze's hand, and then closed his eyes.

His crow's eyelashes are very long, and when they are docile and drooping, they carry the meaning of innocence and sacrifice.

Liu Changze stayed on his lips for less than a finger, "Close your eyes, can you see the way?"

The voice was cold and distant.

Shen Shi suddenly opened his eyes, his cheeks flushed with shame, and he turned his head to avoid Liu Changze's sight.

Could he be mistaken...

Liu Changze turned around and walked deep into the secret passage.

Not too much.

Liu Changze found it ridiculous, he knew it wasn't, but why did he still want to pay attention to him, protect him, possess him, and let him go in and out of his cordon again and again.

What's even more ridiculous is that he thinks that Shen Shi is the Taifu.

This was his first thought when he heard that Shen Shi had entered the secret path.

Extremely absurd, and, I hope it's true...

They are clearly two people with completely different faces, but he can't tell them apart. Could it be that they are of the same blood, and even their expressions, words, and behaviors are so similar?

They were so similar that he couldn't tell them apart.

……

"drink."

Liu Changze took him to the tree where Xinfeng wine was buried, but the soil was flat, obviously nothing had been buried.

Liu Changze went to the next room to get Yangzhou Chun in a sky-blue ice-crack wine jug, drank half of the jug in one gulp, pushed it to him and said, "Drink."

It's not Xinfeng wine, Xinfeng is an agreement between him and the Taifu, and no one else is allowed to get involved.

But he really needed someone to drink the remaining half pot of wine for him.

"Master Hou, your injury is not suitable for drinking."

A gust of cool wind blows down a few fresh peach blossoms from the branches not far away.

"You don't want to?" Liu Changze looked at him from among the scattered flowers.

The gauze of his right hand was completely covered with blood, and together with the clear wine, it looked a bit poignant and a bit tragic.

Shen Shi frowned and said, "Yes."

Then he lifted up his long sleeves, revealing a section of his white wrist. He gracefully took half of Yangzhou Chun's pot of residual wine, and then poured all of it on Liu Changze's hand.

Liu Changze's painful fingers twitched twice, but he looked at him without changing his expression.

Shen Shi said: "I am willing, but the deceased is already dead, so why should Lord Hou deceive himself?"

Before the iceberg collapses, it is the most peaceful time.

Liu Changze tilted his head, glanced at him lazily, then raised his wet and alcohol-smelling hand, and was about to grab Shen Shi to let him know what to do and what to say.

But was caught by Shen Shi.

"Master Hou, don't worry."

Shen Shi's strength was soft and almost soothing, Liu Changze could break free, but he didn't want to break free, maybe it was because of the strength of alcohol.

Shen Shi opened two more pots of Yangzhou Chun for him, and moved them in front of him, "With a knife, the water will flow even more, raise a glass to relieve your sorrow, and you can drink if you want to drink, but there must always be one person who stays awake. "

Shen Shi tore off a piece of white gauze from the cuff, and then went to untie the bloody gauze on Liu Changze's hand. Fortunately, after being soaked in alcohol for a while, the blood clot inside softened and the remaining stains were cleaned up. No flesh was hurt.

He wrapped the clean gauze around it again and again.

Serious expression, gentle action.

The fragrance of wine from Yangzhou Spring is overflowing, Liu Changze looks at him through the moonlight, am I not sober?I was just too sober.

The sticky blood stains on his hands were washed away and replaced with a dry cloth wrap. Liu Changze held it twice in the air, then passed the azure ice-cracked flagon on the table, and slowly sipped the fine wine.

"If you don't want to drink, play a song."

Shen Shi felt his heart and lungs being pricked by a poisonous needle. He held the purple bamboo flute at his waist, and gave a not-so-easy smile, "Is it similar?"

There seemed to be two people in front of Liu Changze, one was the gentle and thin Taifu, and the other was the descendant of the Taifu with downcast eyes, did they look like it?like……

He couldn't hear what Shen Shi said, so he nodded in disappointment.

that's terrible……

Does it even resemble Xiao Sheng?

Shen would rather that the other person is not dead, and would rather be completely different from that person than become a shadow.

He is confident that he can beat everyone, but what if it is him?

A dead man so like him.

His excellence, specialness, and sincerity are all just building up for the person in Liu Changze's heart. The more outstanding he is, the more unattainable and beautiful that person will appear.

From the sound of the long flute, from the self-inflicted guilt of "ten years of life and death", to the indignation of "the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village", Shen Shi didn't know whether to compete with himself or with Liu Changze.

At first Liu Changze was fascinated by what he heard, but then he gradually frowned, and started drinking one glass after another, not bothering to talk to him.

Seeing that he didn't care to listen to those bright and bright tunes later, Shen felt displeased, so he gritted his teeth and blew the three vulgar tunes of "The Widow Remarried", which he learned on the way to Chongming.

Hmph, he didn't believe that Liu Changze's sweetheart could still brag about such things.

"It's ugly." Let alone Liu Changze, if you go to the capital and ask any aristocratic family, you must have never heard of it. Liu Changze can only hear the noise.

"To shut up."

Shen didn't listen, and just blew it on his own. Anyway, Liu Changze was very drunk, and he would definitely not remember tomorrow.

Liu Changze raised his head and drank the last sip of wine like a river, then snatched Shen Shi's Xiao, and threw it on the tree, knocking down the peach blossoms all over the ground.

Before Shen Shi could recover, he saw that Liu Changze's body was full of alcohol and went straight to the sky because of this violent action, so that his blood surged, his oxygen supply was insufficient, and he felt uncontrollable drowsiness.

Liu Changze wobbled on the jade platform of the gazebo, and Shen leaned out worriedly to see him.

The night wind blew up suddenly, messing up his black hair and making it rain flowers all over the sky.

"Master Hou, are you okay?"

Hearing the sound, Liu Changze raised his eyelids with difficulty, his eyes were lowered, with a gleam of water, and he stared at Shen Shi obsessively.

why not you

The pure spring of Yangzhou dyed Liu Changze's cheeks red, and the peach blossoms that did not know their way back fell silently on his lips.

Shen couldn't help stretching out a fingertip and picking it gently.

Liu Changze finally fell asleep.

If not, there should be no further involvement.

No matter how much wine he drank, it couldn't change the fact that he was Shen Shi.

"Master Hou? Master Hou?" Shen called softly twice, "Are you really asleep?"

Shen Shi pursed his lips, this feeling is good, what if he is a killer...

The dew is deeper and the wind is chilling.

Shen Shi sighed, walked to the Taifu's bedroom, and took a black-feathered Yunhe cloak with ease, which was what Liu Changze was used to wearing, and walked out together with his white one, looking like a pair of black and white Impermanence, I don't know what Liu Changze thinks.

When he was walking back, he passed the facing room, Shen Shi stopped and stood at the door for two seconds.

If you don't read it this time, you may not be able to enter the Grand Tutor's Mansion in the future.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

But the room was empty, those vines and the piled murals were like dream bubbles, like dew like electricity, quietly disappearing.

Hidden so tightly.

It seems to be the right person.

Shen Shi clenched and loosened his hands, put on his cloak and walked towards the gazebo.

He put the cloak on Liu Changze's body, and tied the strap around his neck tightly, and Liu Changze didn't move a bit even after tossing about like this.

"Did you sleep so deeply? It's really not like you."

"I'll play a tune and tell Master Hou a secret, okay?" Shen smiled, walked under the peach blossom tree, and picked up the purple bamboo flute that had just been dropped.

Fortunately, it didn't break.

Shen Shi stood under the tree and played the "Bamboo Branch Ci" in "Sansheng Stone" very lightly.

That was when Master Yuanze passed away, and he met his confidant Li Yuan 13 years later at Lingyin Temple.Li Yuan has been waiting for the future, but he didn't expect to meet each other face to face. If Yuan Ze, who was reincarnated as a shepherd boy, hadn't called Li Yuan to stop him, the two of them might have missed it.

At that time, the shepherd boy sang this "Bamboo Branch Ci":

The old spirit on the three-life stone, it doesn't matter to watch the moon and sing the wind.

I am ashamed that my old friend visits me from afar, although the opposite sex always exists in this body.

This body is always of the opposite sex.

Liu Changze must have never heard of this kind of folk essays.

Shen laughed at himself.

And Liu Changze, who was lying on the table, quietly opened his eyes.

Although he doesn't know the meaning of the song, he has a good memory.