Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

"It's really a good show", Shaobai praised leisurely, "It's really a beautiful voice, soft and long!"

Zhou Feng laughed and said, "As long as you like it, I'm afraid you won't like to listen to it!" He replaced the chopsticks with Shaobai, "What's the song about?"

He turned his head to look at Zhou Feng, his eyes were frozen, and he sighed immersed in the excerpt, "It's nothing more than a lingering love story." Shaobai's voice was slightly sad, and there was a trace of moisture in the depths of his eyes. "There are too many love stories in this world that you can't ask for. There are many things that don't just depend on liking."

Zhou Feng's clothes today are different from those in the past. From the inside to the outside, there are three layers of brocade dresses, the neckline and cuffs are embroidered with silver circular cloud and thunder patterns layer by layer, and the wide robe with open sleeves is elegant, luxurious and heroic.

Shaobai admired in his heart, with a smile on his face, he raised his cup and said, "Afeng is really handsome today, with a noble air. Let me use this noble air to wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a longevity like Nanshan!"

Zhou Feng refused to follow him, holding the wine glass and refusing to drink, a narrow smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, "Say such a polite birthday speech, obviously fooling me, no, let's say it again."

Gu Shaobai lowered his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head and looked up with dark waves in his eyes, his face full of sincerity, "Feng, the world is impermanent, although I don't know much about your background, but your words and deeds should be from a family... I am committed to you because I like you. I will not make any demands on you, and you should not feel guilty about me. I can stay with you for as long as you want, until you get married and have children or until you are tired of this relationship." , He raised his head and took a deep breath, suppressing the surging sorrow and pain back into his eyes, "I hope you will eventually find someone who will grow old hand in hand with you. At that time, no matter where I am, I will always look at you with a smile..." , Shaobai's throat was choked up, and he couldn't go on anymore, so he had to drink it up in one gulp, and then swallowed hot tears, put down the cup, with a smile on his face, except for the reddish eyes, there was no trace of sorrow.

Zhou Feng stared into his eyes without saying a word, and after a long while, he poured the wine into his mouth suddenly, and the audience was singing "Yi Yi Ya Ya" to "Killing constantly, the reason is still chaotic, boring for no reason... It's a pity that the concubine is as beautiful as a flower." How could life be like a leaf..."

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The amount of liquor is light, coupled with depression in the heart, after drinking seven or eight cups, he is already top-heavy and unable to sit or stand steadily.Zhou Feng supported him and went up to the innermost room on the third floor. This room was reserved the day before yesterday, just for today.

This top room in "Qingyue Building" is only for dignitaries and dignitaries, you can get a glimpse of it from the interior furnishings.The room is spacious and bright. In the center is a set of tables and chairs made of golden silk nanmu and the Eight Immortals. The inner hall is separated by a large screen carved with Sichuan embroidery. When you enter the inner room, you have a huanghuali desk in your left hand and a Xiangfei couch in your right. The innermost part is against the wall. There is a large bed of carved red sandalwood, which is soft, exquisite and elegant in color, and the crimson gauze with soft smoke is layered on top of each other, like smoke like a dream.

Zhou Feng half-supported and half-hugged Shaobai to the front of the bed. Shaobai's cheeks were blushing, his eyes were soaked in mist and water, and he was half-drowsy and half-awake.When Zhou Feng stripped his shoes and socks for him, half of his body limp and fell on the bed, breathing heavily with the smell of alcohol.Pulling the snow-white soft brocade quilt to cover him, Shaobai's half-closed eyes opened and closed, and then opened again, repeated this several times, and finally fell asleep in a deep sleep that was no match for the drunkenness and reluctance.Zhou Feng took two steps back, staring blankly at the person in the brocade quilt on the bed.

There is a slight blush on the porcelain white face, and the long and black eyelashes are extremely obediently lying on the eyelids, stretching carefully like the wings of a butterfly, patchwork and distinct, and frowning slightly, like There is something that can't be solved that bothers you.

There was a light knock on the door, and Zhou Feng woke up awake.

"My lord, Deruiju's birthday banquet is waiting for you."Uncle Ping glanced at the people in the room calmly, and said softly.

"Wait here and wait for me to come back." Zhou Feng tidied up his robes, his gaze lingered on Shaobai's face for a long time, and finally strode down the stairs and left cruelly.