The Lotus Lantern is with you

The night is quiet, the moon is hazy, and the sound of the wind can be heard from time to time, and gusts of cool wind blow across the snow, rolling up crystal snowflakes.

Yang Jian opened the door and was greeted by a strong smell of alcohol. He was startled, walked to the middle of the yard, and looked up at the man on the roof.

Mo Chen sat there with no image, his black hair, which was always neatly combed on weekdays, was casually scattered around his ankles, his white single clothes were loose and slightly opened, and only a black robe was draped over his shoulders. Messy and decadent.There are several wine jars scattered around his feet, from which the smell of wine emanates.

Yang Jian flew to the roof and landed beside him. Mo Chen didn't notice it at all. He picked up another wine jar, raised his head and poured it directly into his mouth without the slightest pause. The overflowing wine flowed down the corners of his lips and disappeared. In a snow-white singlet.

"Shen...don't drink it." Yang Jian looked distressed, how many jars of wine he had already drank, and something would happen if he continued to drink like this.

Mo Chen chuckled a few times, and knocked off Yang Jian's hand. He hugged the wine jar, and turned to Yang Jian with a half-smile, "Jian, drink with me."

Yang Jian froze for a moment, maybe it was because of drinking, his pale cheeks revealed a trace of blush, his red lips were stained with water, and his slightly raised eyebrows were slightly charming, but those black eyes were extremely quiet, just like Like stagnant water, without a trace of waves.

Mo Chen raised his toes slightly, and another jug ​​of wine flew up, and he was about to open it while grabbing the jug of wine.Yang Jian frowned, and grabbed his wrist again, "Shen... that's enough, I can't drink any more."

"Not enough...how can these be enough?" Mo Chen murmured, and was about to shake off his hand.

Yang Jian pursed his lips and snatched the jar of wine, "If it's not enough, then I'll drink it for you." As he spoke, he also imitated Mo Chen's posture, poured his head up, the jar of wine only took a moment, and it had already bottomed out.

Yang Jian has always drank gracefully, just like a nobleman, unhurried, and his movements are quite pleasing to the eye, like ink paintings.He has never been so indulgent like today. He felt the cold wine enter his stomach from his throat along the esophagus, and his stomach was hot. It had been a long time since he had drunk so refreshingly, and now he felt a little dizzy.

Yang Jian took a slow breath, put down the empty wine jar, and turned his head to find that Mo Chen had been looking at him, those eyes were too deep, so that he couldn't see through what he was thinking.

Mo Chen sneered, let go of his hand and let the empty wine jar roll down the eaves to the ground. "Crack", the sound of the wine jug breaking was especially clear in the silent night.

"Shen." Yang Jian stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him carefully. He gently stroked the other person's black hair with a soft voice, "If you are sad, just cry out. Everything will be fine until tomorrow."

Mo Chen remained motionless and let Yang Jian comfort him in his ear, with an indifferent expression, he quietly leaned on Yang Jian's shoulder, as if he was talking to himself, "But... I forgot, why are you crying... "

As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed the man's shoulders, and looked into those same dark but gentle eyes.He muttered childishly, "I forgot, you cry for me..."

Yang Jian felt that his eyes were really sore, he curled his lips slightly, and said softly, "Okay... I will cry for you, my Shen just needs to smile."

Hearing this, Mo Chen really broke into a big smile, but Yang Jian felt that this smile was more sad than crying, so Mo Chen took two more wine jars, handed him one, and shouted loudly, "Okay, okay , we will not get drunk tonight!"

After that, he gulped down again, he drank very quickly, the crystal drops fell from his cheeks, Yang Jian saw it, his heart was pierced, but he didn't say anything, he just drank the wine in his hand.

One jar after another, before he knew it, there was no more wine on the roof. Mo Chen reached out to grab it, but found that he didn't catch it, so he threw the wine jar into the distance in a fit of anger.

He fell to the side by himself, Yang Jian put his arms around the man and let him lie in his arms, Mo Chen looked at the hazy moon in the sky, and began to hum an unknown tune, the tune was a little cheerful at first, but behind him Changed tone, darker and darker.

"When I was young, my father coaxed me to sleep like this, but I forgot how he hummed behind." Mo Chen said in a low voice.

"Jian, I can't fall asleep, but Dad doesn't coax me anymore. Tell me... is it because I've grown up?"

"..." Yang Jian gently stroked his back and hummed a little tune in his ear.

Mo Chen smiled openly, "Hehe, that's it, how do you know? Jian, when you were young, did your parents coax you to sleep."

Yang Jian looked at Mo Chen's blushing face, and kissed him on the cheek, "Mm, your singing voice is very nice."

"That's great, my mother won't sing to me, you're stingy!" Mo Chen frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly, the hand stroking his back seemed to stop, Mo Chen tilted his head, smelling the peach blossom fragrance on the man's body , the eyelids seem to be fighting, "Uncle... Father doesn't want me anymore, and mother doesn't help me, what should I do? My name is gone, and there is no Liu Chenxiang in this world, so who am I?"

Yang Jian's eyes were sore for a while, he hugged the fragile man in his arms tightly, the sound of "uncle" made his heart tremble violently, and he saw a lonely child walking alone in the crowd with nowhere to go.

Mo Chen whispered a lot in his ear, and he slowly talked about his past as Liu Chenxiang, the past of his previous life.

He talked a lot, and used the most plain tone to talk about the happiness of the past, but Yang Jian felt that there was endless sadness hidden in those words.

"You are Mo Chen...you are my Shen." Yang Jian said slowly, "Don't be afraid, uncle is always by your side."

Mo Chen smiled, proudly pawing Yang Jian's neck, and kissed him hard on the lips, "That's right, uncle is the best, it's a big loss for them not to want me, right?"

"En." Yang Jian felt bitter in his heart, but still responded softly.

"Is there anything Mo Chen wants, if you don't want me, don't want me, hum!" Mo Chen leaned on his shoulder, a little annoyed, "Anyway, I don't care too much."

Yang Jian paused his hands, hummed, and gently brushed aside the long hair scattered on his face.Then he heard Mo Chen's dry voice.

"But... I don't want to be like this... Uncle."

"……I know……"

"Uncle, I want to hear you play the piano." Mo Chen said in a low voice.

……

"...Okay..." Yang Jian raised his hands, and Jiuyuanqin appeared under his hands, with a light blue luster. He plucked the strings, and the melodious and melodious piano sounds washed away the sadness in his heart like a clear spring.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint smile appeared on Mo Chen's face, as if he was remembering something, he hummed softly along with the sound of the piano.

The moonlight gradually passed through the gray clouds, and the cool light shone on the two of them. Mo Chen couldn't help reaching out to catch the moonlight. He stretched out his fingers, and the bright moonlight streamed from between his fingers.

He must be drunk, Mo Chen half closed his eyes, looking at the mountains not far away.

Soon, the sky in the east had turned white. Yang Jian noticed a weight on his shoulders. He turned his head slightly and found that the man had leaned on his shoulders and seemed to be asleep. , Yang Jian put away the piano, and walked towards the bedroom with the man in his arms.

Mo Chen didn't know how he fell asleep. The only thing he remembered was the cool and pleasant sound of the piano. He rubbed his forehead, propped himself up, and sat up reluctantly. There was warmth around him, and the familiar peach blossom Xiang, Mo Shen tilted his head, and the man in white unlined lay quietly beside him.

The slightly curly long hair was scattered on the bed, and the long and curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the man's eyes. Mo Shen stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheek. In his memory, this man had been taking care of him last night , he gave him a lot of headaches last night.

Mo Chen smiled lightly, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

"Uncle, I seem to have only...you..."

Mo Chen rolled out of bed softly, put on his black robe, slowly opened the door and walked out. He still remembered that they only went to bed not long ago, and now it's time. If it was before, his father would be anxious. Would say he wasted his time.

Mo Chen raised his feet and walked on the snow. His long white pendant dragged on the snow, leaving a shallow imprint. The cold feeling hit his whole body, which made him wake up a lot. He couldn't be bound by the past. His indulgence is enough, and he still has a lot to do.

When Mo Chen was in court early, there were all kinds of strange looks from all around, some were watching the theater, some were surprised, some were gloating, and some were contemptuous.

Mo Chen didn't care at all, not to mention that Yang Jian didn't take them seriously at all, holding Mo Chen's hand in full view, he walked to the front position indifferently under the eyes of the immortals.The Jade Emperor didn't say anything about him, but Liu Chenxiang's name was crossed out in the fairy book, and Mo Chen replaced it.

The Jade Emperor, who appeared calm on the surface, was actually as shocked as the other fairy families. Although he knew how important Yang Jian was to Mo Chen, he never thought that they would have such a relationship, let alone Mo Chen. He would really give up his father-son relationship for Yang Jian.

But the Jade Emperor was very happy with this, the closer the relationship between Mo Chen and Yang Jian, the more bargaining chips he had.

If he had known earlier, maybe it would have contributed to the flames, but now he is just touching his conjured beard, with an unfathomable but amiable smile, and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes.

The two went to the devil world to save people before, which made them lose a lot of work, and the three saints of Huashan were injured. The Jade Emperor thought about it and ordered Yang Chan to take a good rest, and temporarily sent other people to replace him.It's just that Fairy Baihua's case has not been resolved yet, and although the Jade Emperor didn't urge her, Mo Chen still decided to go to the Demon Realm again.

After the morning court, Mo Chen looked at Li Jing and gave him a complicated look. Mo Chen thought for a while, since he destroyed the other party's pagoda, Li Jing has hardly given him a good face. If Nezha didn't treat him as a brother, with this person Character will not let him go no matter what.He pondered for a while and called Li Jing.

The other party still had a cold face, expressionless.

Li Jing gritted his teeth at the man in front of him, thinking that he admired this man at the beginning, so he reminded the two of them vaguely that he didn't want to be his enemy, but this man destroyed his pagoda, how could he not be angry.

This pagoda has been with him for thousands of years, and now it is destroyed, he really can't bear it, but he can't bear it. He was the one who confronted him, and his skills were inferior to others, so that the treasure was destroyed, who can blame, If he really cared about him, wouldn't it make the immortals laugh, not to mention that this man is Nezha's brother...

Mo Chen had already seen Li Jing's thoughts, and he apologized a little, because he was too extreme at the time, there were many ways to escape from the pagoda, but he chose to use the most destructive one.

Thinking that he picked a time to invite Li Jing to a teahouse for Xiaoxu, estimated the time, and gave him the Seven Treasures Mixing Spirit Mirror that he had asked for from the emperor a while ago as an apology. This magic weapon has a similar effect to the Linglong Pagoda. Not only that, but it also opens up space and has various wonderful functions.

Li Jing was unwilling to accept it, but seeing Mo Chen's sincere gaze, he felt a little relieved.That's right, back then, Mo Chen was aboveboard, and if he lost, he was defeated. If he cares about these trivial matters, he would appear to be too petty.

Li Jing accepted, and the two of them settled their suspicions. Mo Chen didn't have a bad impression of him, not to mention that this person had helped them before.

Mo Chen spoke generously but cautiously, his words and demeanor were noble and elegant, drinking tea in a toast was like flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye. He didn't look like a 20-year-old man at all. Li Jing chatted with him for a short tea time, and he was very happy with him. I appreciate it even more, I just feel that this person is a plastic talent, and he is really on par with that judicial god.

The time passed quickly, and Mo Chen politely arranged his hands to Li Jing, and the two were ready to part at the restaurant, but before leaving, Li Jing thought of what happened to Mo Chen a while ago, and stopped him hesitantly.

"Liu Chen...er... Mo Chen." He remembered that this person was no longer Liu Chenxiang, and called him "Mo Chen, as a parent, I really want my children to live a safe and happy life. I think... maybe you His father, he has some difficulties, don't be too sad..."

Li Jing was a little embarrassed. He is also a father. After hearing about Liu Yanchang, he felt that this person should not be a cruel person. He happened to meet Mo Chen today and wanted to comfort him, but he was not good at talking, for fear that he would offend others. , What he said was pitiful.

But looking at Mo Chen's smiling expression, he wondered if he was meddling in his own business.

"Thank you, Li Tianwang." Mo Chen said, "In this world, all living beings are predestined. Mo Chen and his father have no destiny in this life, only to be filial in the next life."

Li Jing was stunned, for some reason, he suddenly thought of his own son, thinking that he also drove Nezha out of the house, but what he did seemed to be more ruthless, forcing him to commit suicide, and ruining his chance of rebirth, if it wasn't for Taiyi Real man, he, Li Jing, might regret it for the rest of his life.

They are all too extreme, so far he has not been able to settle down with Nezha, Li Jing can't help laughing at himself, after so many years, maybe Nezha's rebirth is not easy, he is really frightened.

With the disposition of his son, he was always prone to troubles. On the contrary, Jin Zha and Mu Zha never used him to worry about it.

Among the three children, the only thing he worries about is Nezha. That child is too blunt and has no scheming. After 2000 years, he is still such a child. What if he is wronged in the future, but he is here. After the child dies, he will not suffer any loss.

Seeing that the other party was suddenly distracted, Mo Chen asked, "Did Li Tianwang think of Brother Nezha?"

Li Jing shook his head helplessly, "Yes, although this child has grown up a lot, he is still worrying. Look, he was almost punished by the Jade Emperor to face the wall and think about his mistakes a few days ago."

"He has grown up, Li Tianwang." Mo Chen didn't want to say anything more, but Li Jing was stunned by just such a sentence.

He kept forgetting that that child was no longer the child from 2000 years ago.

He's grown up, which means he needs to take on all his choices, whether they're good or bad, but that's part of growing up.

Li Jing thought about his words carefully, and understood in an instant.After thanking, he drove away thoughtfully.Mo Chen looked at his back and sighed.

In his previous life, he still remembered that Nezha once told him that what he hated the most was that Li Tianwang always kept everything from him, making him feel that he hadn't made much progress in the past few thousand years and could only cling to his father's name. As time goes by, the dissatisfaction becomes more and more.But I hope Li Tianwang really understands what he said, after all Nezha is not a domesticated bird.

Mo Chen looked at Yun Juan and Yun Shu in the sky, and couldn't help laughing mockingly. His own family's affairs have become such a mess, and he still has the time to take care of other people's affairs. Is it really too idle?