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The flower viewing festival on planet Ariel has a long history. As one of the most livable and prosperous planets in the Federation, Ariel's original environment was very harsh. Except for a kind of white flower with strong survivability, there is almost no other life.

After Ariel Hathaway inherited this planet that was called a useless waste planet back then, she made great efforts to transform it. It took several decades to make the planet of death that was almost lifeless barely survivable.

And it wasn't until hundreds of years later that this planet finally turned into a beautiful planet full of vigorous vitality.

This planet was named after Ariel Hathaway, and the extremely tenacious white flower that had existed since he inherited the planet was named after Ariel Hathaway.

The first Ariel Flower Festival was held when Ariel Hathaway was 48 years old, which happened to be his birthday. At that time, the first and most famous head of state in the history of the Federation was just a family A down-and-out little noble who was squeezed out by his relatives, struggled to manage an abandoned planet located in a three-way zone under the friction of the seven regimes in the chaotic era.

It was called the Flower Appreciation Festival, but it was actually just a casual joke made by Head of State Hathaway and his friends during the celebration. The flowers that were admired back then were only the few white Hathaways at the door of Head of State Hathaway's house.

But this festival has been held year after year, and it has been inherited for more than 800 years.

However, the flower appreciation festival, which had a simple meaning back then, has developed to the present, and its meaning has changed a lot.

At least for the people on the planet Ariel, the flower viewing festival on June 26th is actually Valentine’s Day. Young people will have a carnival on this day. It is said that if a couple falls in love on this day, they will get Ariel Blessing from Head of State El Hathaway.

The little boy in a white shirt hurried downstairs. When his slender and straight legs crossed the garden, there was a gust of wind. The flowers blown by the breeze trembled slightly, and a few petals flew up and touched the boy. On the shirt, the pure white shirt was dyed a little crimson.

The wrought iron carved door was opened by AI, the young boy ran outside, raised the corners of his lips at the tall and handsome young man, his beautiful peach blossom eyes curled up in a smile.

"I just happened to be bored! You just happened to be here!"

Gu Yan's originally stern expression softened, and he looked at him with a smile: "Today is the Flower Festival, I think we should spend it together, so I came to you."

"Oh?" Jing Baixi's face couldn't help but blushed, and a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes when he looked at him, but his tone was generous: "That's right, I've been busy with my homework these days, and I almost forgot What day is it today!"

"That's right!" Jing Ming suddenly seemed to think of something, and said quickly, "Wait for me first!" Before he finished speaking, he ran back quickly and looked at the few clumps of lace inside the gate for a few seconds , quickly pinched a white rose flower.

The cheerful young boy waved to him with a smile on his face: "Have you brought any flowers?" It is also one of the traditions to bring flowers to the street during the Flower Appreciation Festival.

But usually everyone brings potted plants, and Jing Ming only pinched one flower, obviously being lazy.

Gu Yan shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm in a hurry to ask you out, I forgot."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the young boy in front of the flowers paused for a moment, and a blush appeared on his fair cheeks again. The pure and shy look made him compare to the delicate and beautiful flowers in front of him , making it difficult to look away for a while.

It seems that since the Zhao family's matter was resolved, Jing Ming has become a lot more cheerful, and the gloom that covered the whole person before has dissipated. Although he still doesn't like to laugh, he is more dazzling than before.Occasionally showing a smile, it often makes the people around me stunned, and they stare blankly if they don't pay attention.

What made Gu Yan's chest roar even more was that most of the smiles that Jing Ming showed were because of him.When the two get along in private, he also laughs a lot more than in front of other people.

He himself was good-looking, but he felt that Jingming's face could never get tired of looking at it. The more he looked at it, the better it was, and so did his smile, the more he looked at it, the better it was.

Jingming rubbed his nose and coughed twice: "Since you didn't bring it, I'll pinch one for you too!" After speaking, he stretched out his finger towards another white rose in front of him, but he accidentally felt deeply Got a flower thorn.

"Hiss!" The slender fingers were retracted quickly, and the bright red color on the white fingertips was particularly dazzling. Gu Yan frowned, walked into the door a few steps, took his hand, and carefully looked at the wound: " Why are you so careless?"

Jing Ming smiled indifferently: "It's just a small injury!" After speaking, he broke free from Gu Yan's hand with force, and quickly pulled out the small thorn stuck on the right index finger with his left index finger and thumb. As soon as it came out, there were more drops of blood coming out of the fingertips.

Gu Yan's frown deepened, and he stretched out his hand to pull Jing Ming's hand over to deal with it, but Jing Ming's movements were faster, he put the index finger into his mouth very naturally, and licked the wound with the tip of his tongue, The blood on it disappeared into those two rosy and full lips.

Gu Yan: "..."

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and suddenly he felt a little irritable. His gaze swept across Jingming's lips, and he pulled out the finger that was still in his mouth. His tone was a little irritable: "Isn't the wound like yours?" Deal with it, follow me."

"Hey, wait!" Jing Ming tried his best to turn around, and reached for the flower branch with the hand that was still holding a flower. Regardless of the small thorns on the flower stem in his hand, he pinched his nails hard, and successfully picked off the rose flower. .

Gu Yan turned his head to see his movement, his face darkened immediately, he pulled his hand over forcefully, opened the fingers, and sure enough, he saw a lot of glaring wounds on the snow-white palm.

These small wounds are actually not serious, but Jing Ming's skin is extremely white, and the skin on his palm is extremely soft and tender, those wounds are particularly shocking to look at.

"Oh!" Jing Ming seemed to have just discovered that his hand was injured, his face was full of annoyance: "When I was in a hurry, I didn't pay attention."

He bit his lip, obviously in pain, and his lower lip was bitten with a clear white mark.

Gu Yan's attention was diverted, and he quickly looked away, looking at the palm again, but couldn't help but suffocate.

There were still two snow-white flowers lying in the boy's palm, but the green thorny flower branches were slightly stained with blood, and the petals of the white rose were stained with dark red blood at some point, which contrasted with the boy's appearance. The scarred, almost transparent palm, which was white in the sun, unexpectedly had a particularly cruel beauty.

People can't help feeling pity in their hearts, but secretly there is an uncontrollable, throat-sweet excitement.

Gu Yan pursed his lips tightly, his temples throbbed violently, his brain began to ache habitually, the line of his jaw was tense, and the fingers holding Jing Ming's wrist subconsciously exerted force.

He almost exhausted his willpower to stop the absurd idea of ​​bending over and licking the palm of the other party in his mind.

"Gu Yan? Gu Yan?"

A clear and pleasant voice came from next to his ear. He remembered that the voice was originally supposed to be cold, like the crisp sound of ice in winter. Later, when facing him, it became a little more lively and warm. Now it is a bit painful.

pain?Something flashed through his mind like lightning, and his dizzy head quickly regained consciousness. Gu Yan turned his head to look at Jingming. He still had that pretty look about to shine, but at this moment his small face wrinkled in pain. , the plump lips were almost torn from the bite.

When Jing Ming saw him looking over, he frowned even harder, glared at him angrily, and pulled his wrist out forcefully.

Gu Yan looked down, and saw the wrist that was tightly held by him, he quickly let go, and then clearly saw a big bruise palm print that he had strangled on the wrist.

Jing Ming was still talking in his ear angrily: "I kindly help you pick the flowers, if you don't like it, just tell me! My hand was almost broken by you!"

But he was a little surprised. Although he used a little bit of tricks, such as mobilizing the power of the light system to make himself look radiant, such as deliberately pricking his fingers and palms and sucking blood from his fingers, he wanted to give Gu Zhazha a visual impression. Stimulated, and also used a little harmless mental hint to him by the way, but how could his reaction be so strong?

It is impossible for the power of the light department to affect him, and the little hint of the spiritual department is not enough to have much impact on anyone's mental body. At most, it only deepens the visual stimulation just now. How could Gu Yan react like this?In a trance, with an ugly face, as if he was mentally attacked by him?

Is he dizzy?

By the way, this may not be the case.

Thinking that he might be self-defeating, Jing Ming put away the two flowers embarrassingly, and retracted his palm. On the surface, he stared at him unhappy, but secretly swore in his heart——If he doesn't find out about Gu Zhazha's body next time Under the circumstances, it is better not to engage in these small tricks, lest there will always be some unexpected situations...

Gu Yan thought he was really angry, rubbed his aching forehead, stopped his hand, snatched the rose flower he picked for him, and said with a smile: "I like the flowers you picked very much. I just had a headache just now, it wasn't intentional, don't be angry, okay?"

After speaking, he pulled Jingming out of the gate, saw the AI ​​of the villa automatically closed the door, and then pulled Jingming into his hover car.

"If you want to get angry, you can regenerate later, okay? I'll help you treat the wound first." Gu Yan took out a medicine box from under the driver's seat, softened his tone, and carefully helped him treat the injuries on his hands and wrists , while not being able to help but feel a little frustrated.

Originally, he wanted to ask someone out on a date, but he didn't expect it to be so unfavorable at the beginning. With Jing Ming's temper, he has not yet let go. His pursuit these days may have been somewhat successful?

Hey.

When Jing Ming heard his words, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Headache?Not because of him?He only used a negligible amount of mental power!Gu Zhaza's mental condition is so bad?

By the way, the last time I saw him and his mother in the hospital, he seemed to be suffering from a headache too...it can't be that bad!