Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

"Is your throat going to keep hurting like this?"

It has been five days since my throat hurt that day, and within five days, Gu Shaobai has never said a complete sentence other than humming.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ah."

"Thirsty?"

"Ah."

"full?"

"Ah."

……

Gu Shaobai lay on the window sill, he didn't dare to turn his head for a while, he also felt uncomfortable, if he told a lie, there would be a steady stream of lies to explain.If it is a simple injury, it may not be able to pass through, but this is a sleeve arrow used by Jianghu talents, and it is still poisonous.

He is not sure that he has enough ability and physical strength to fight wits and bravery with Mu Qingfeng who is so insightful.

"Are you afraid to face this king, or are you afraid to face yourself?"

Mu Qingfeng's tone has gradually become harsher, obviously he has reached the limit of his patience.

Gu Shaobai bit his lip, nonsense, of course I dare not face you!

"Turn your head around!" Mu Qingfeng couldn't help being a little annoyed. What was he hiding in his heart? Why was he covered up so tightly? Was he like a scourge, who lived and died so many times, and didn't even want to give him a little trust?

Gu Shaobai turned his head slowly, sat up straight, his eyes separated from him, and said softly, "My lord, I beg you, don't ask anymore... Even if I say it, it's still a lie... "

Mu Qingfeng looked at his innocent and harmless appearance, and the little bit of anger dissipated in an instant disobediently.

After being silent for a while, just when Gu Shaobai thought that this article was over, he saw the man take out a squarely folded paper from the rosewood drawer in the corner of the carriage and put it on the small mahogany desk, " open to take a look."

Gu Shaobai opened it and saw that it was the letter he left in "Wuhua Town" without saying goodbye: Once the love is dewy, the disillusionment is like the morning glow.After this farewell, we will never see each other again.

The Eight Treasure Glazed Palace Lantern radiated warm yellow light, Gu Shaobai stared blankly at the two lines of words, with slight waves in his eyes, and returned to the state of mind when he wrote the pen in a trance. The ink was stained by tears, thinking that after many years, they might not see each other again, and all their longing would be ruined with Jia Fan's disappearance.

For him, Stranger Things is the best ending!

Mu Qingfeng stared at him from the side, clearly seeing the sadness passing by in his eyes, but when he raised his head again, the sadness disappeared.

He smiled and asked, "My lord, what is this?"

Mu Qingfeng didn't know how much effort he had to restrain himself from wanting to jump up and strangle him to death, so there was a hint of malice in his voice, "Third Young Master, since you are so famous, you might as well explain it to me. listen……"

Gu Shaobai lightly clasped his chin with his index finger, his jade-like fingers were a third more water-colored than the plain white of the rice paper, "According to the literal meaning, the writer seems to tell the receiver: You and I will That night, don't think too much about it, there will never be any more, and I don't really like you, and we'll live our own lives in the future, so don't meet each other..." He smiled and looked at Mu, whose face had already turned livid. Qing Feng, "Your Majesty, I don't know if my explanation is correct... Please criticize and correct me."

Mu Qingfeng stared at him like a wolf staring at a rabbit, the white eyes were flushed, and the corners of his lips twitched twice.

The third young master was so frightened that he put down the letter paper, leaned back, and found that no matter how much he retreated, he could not pass through the wall of the carriage. He put away his smile appropriately, "My lord, Xiaomin is dull, I can't explain well..."

"To shut up!"

Something flew towards Gu Shaobai, he quickly retracted his neck, but it turned out that it was not a hard object, it landed lightly on his knee, it was a belt two fingers wide.

Gu Shaobai was holding this decorative belt inlaid with silver thread, not knowing why, forgetting to tell him to shut up just now, "My lord, what is the meaning of this?"

Mu Qingfeng smiled sinisterly, "Your reward."

Gu Shaobai said, "My lord, this is not good... This belt is embroidered with geographical patterns of mountains and rivers, which is for the lord's exclusive use. What's more, this belt is matched with the robe you are wearing, my lord..." Mu Qingfeng, you Why did you untie the belt and give it to me? It's still an old one. Didn't you want me to hang myself with it?

Mu Qingfeng moved his body, took the belt, and raised his chin at Gu Shaobai, "Open your mouth."

Gu Shaobai followed the order purely subconsciously, and opened his lips slightly.

But Mu Qingfeng raised his hand and pulled the belt between his upper and lower teeth, and fastened a button tightly behind his head, "When will you say something that makes me feel comfortable with this mouth, and when will you untie it?" .”

Gu Shaobai just raised his hand to unbutton the back of his head, but shrank his hand embarrassingly under Mu Qingfeng's cold eyes.

He said vaguely, "I will now... say... my lord..."

Mu Qingfeng took the teapot from the small red clay stove, poured a cup of tea, and picked up the books on the case, "Quiet!"

Gu Shaobai leaned on the carriage, regretting this, he didn't know why he wanted to provoke Mu Qingfeng as soon as he saw him, as if he was full of resentment from his previous life, only by making him hurt could he be relieved and vented.

In front of him, he can never be a wolf, but a hedgehog covered in thorns, if he can't hurt him, he can hurt himself.

However, it was only now that he discovered that he could stab him with a hard thorn, but he had to be mentally prepared to be stripped of the thorn!

"Tuk-tuk", someone knocked on the car door softly, and a very pleasant voice called out, "My lord."

Mu Qingfeng said, "Come in."

The door opened, Wen Xin got into the carriage, and the carriage started slowly.

Seeing someone coming, Gu Shaobai was afraid that people would see this embarrassing look, so he hurriedly took Mu Qingfeng's cloak to cover half of his face below the nose, leaving only a pair of big black eyes fringed with fur, flickering Guang looked at the visitor curiously.

Wen Xin took out a few dried flowers the size of a fingernail from the sour branch wooden box, lifted the lid of the teapot, and put them in. Soon the water boiled, exhaling the fragrance of plum blossoms, and he took the tea in Mu Qingfeng's hand. The window was thrown out, and the tea was re-made with plum blossom water, and placed by Mu Qingfeng's hand, "My lord, please use it."

Mu Qingfeng nodded imperceptibly, without taking his eyes off the scroll.

Wen Xin had red lips and white teeth, and had the best looks. He was wearing a lake blue gown, which made his skin fairer and as gentle as jade. He stretched out his hand to hold Mu Qingfeng's hand on the table, and glanced at Gu Shaobai who shrank into a quail.

The words were coquettish and angry, "My lord, who is this young master, don't you want to introduce him to Wen Xin?"

Mu Qingfeng held Wenxin with his backhand, without even looking at Gu Shaobai, he gently pinched Wenxin's chin, "He is the third son of the Gu family in the capital, Gu Shaobai..."

Wen Xin's eyebrows are like distant mountains, eyes are like autumn waters, under the light, there are all kinds of amorous feelings, and he looks at Gu Shaobai seriously, "Is this the famous Mr. Dingfan of Jingling? I have heard about it for a long time, but I have never seen it. See you here."

Gu Shaobai felt depressed, this is Mr. Wenxin, so beautiful!Unexpectedly, Mu Qingfeng brought Wenxin to Mobei, it seems that he is really the one who puts his heart on top of it!

He looked at Mu Qingfeng eagerly, and Mu Qingfeng smiled narrowly, and said lightly, "For Wen Xin's sake, I will forgive you for now."

Gu Shaobai seemed to be pardoned, so he quickly untied his belt, wanted to throw it out of the window but didn't want to wear a disrespectful hat, wanted to leave it in the carriage, but was wet with saliva, it was too embarrassing, so he simply rolled it into two balls into his arms.

He rubbed his stiff cheeks, and said with a sincere smile, "Xiao Xiao Susu, straightforward and clear, Mr. Wen Xin is really a wonderful person!"

Wen Xin didn't seem to notice Gu Shaobai's series of actions just now, but just looked at him deeply.Is this what Yu Shisan said, the boy Mu Qingfeng favored?

In terms of appearance, Gu Shaobai is not as good as Wen Xin. Wen Xin's appearance is extremely beautiful, her phoenix eyes are looking forward, her facial features are all just right, her gestures are natural.

Wen Xin responded with a faint smile, he had seen many handsome young men in "Ya Liuxuan", the man in front of him was not so handsome or too beautiful, but he was so born that he couldn't take his eyes off.His black eyes are very big, black and shiny, and they seem to be able to see into people's hearts when they turn. No one can bear to tarnish their purity, and they are as clear as a green spring. Through them, you can also directly penetrate his exquisite heart.

Perhaps because of his frail body, his lips were extremely pale in color, and there was only a line of pink smooth lip line between his tightly pressed lips, so that his white porcelain face seemed to have only shades of black and white.

After asking Xin Guan, he smiled lightly, "I have heard about Gu Sangong's 'both piano and painting' for a long time, I wonder if I can be lucky to ask Xin, and learn a thing or two."

Gu Shaobai froze for a moment, "Fang Yuanzhai" played the piano, he had no choice but to, since then, he never touched the piano again.One is racking his brains every day, planning to save Mu Liunian, planning to hide from Mu Qingfeng, planning to save the whole family, and has no time to deal with these romances; Thinking of the "Nine Nights Ring Pendant", he wished he could break his own fingers.

Before he could refuse, he saw Mu Qingfeng push the car door and give Zhou Ping some instructions. After a while, a piano was brought in. It was the "Nine Nights Ring Pendant" he wanted to smash. ".

Facing this lyre, he felt extremely suffocated, the hollow in his chest seemed to be opened wide, and the cold wind poured into every blood vessel in an instant, silently setting off waves and undercurrents, and his emotions were impacted, rushing in all directions uncontrollably.He took a deep breath, swallowed the mixed flavors in his throat, and said with difficulty and dryly, "Shaobai hasn't practiced for a long time, and he's unfamiliar... I know Mr. Wenxin knows this well, so I don't dare to move around to make you laugh, or ……forget it……"

After all, he ignored Mu Qingfeng's gloomy gaze, took two steps towards the door of the car, looked down at the two people's hands from the corner of his eyes, and said dumbly, "Don't dare to disturb the prince. I am in a good mood with Mr. Wenxin, so I will take my leave first."

Mu Qingfeng let go of his heart, and suddenly pinched Gu Shaobai's slender wrist, and did not make a sound to hold him back, just not letting him move.

Gu Shaobai struggled secretly, trying to free his wrist from his iron-like fingers, but the bone in his wrist was about to break, and he didn't move at all.

He himself didn't know why, but he didn't want to stay even though he tried his best. Their ambiguous eyes and intertwined palms pierced deeper and hurt more than the arrow cluster inserted into his belly.

He insisted on pulling his wrist, staring at the car door close at hand without squinting, his wrist bones were rubbed slightly, but he didn't seem to know the pain, and he didn't want to admit defeat even if he was injured.

Finally, Mu Qingfeng gave up. At this moment, the lonely and bony feeling in his palm made him feel extremely painful.

Gu Shaobai held his breath, pushed the door, and when he jumped out of the carriage, he staggered and almost fell, but fortunately he was supported by Zhou Ping.

The team is stopping to rest.

Gu Shaobai sat on a boulder by the side of the road with his knees hugged, and the pain went down his arm and penetrated into his internal organs. He looked at the sky where the golden sunset glow gradually appeared.

A round of bright red sun is falling towards the horizon, and the vast sea of ​​five-color clouds piles up like a mountain and undulates like a sea on the horizon. The green hills lose their lush vitality under the setting sun, and instead reveal the dark back of the mountain.

The tired bird streaked across the treetops, and gradually flew away, not knowing where to return to its nest.

In this situation, the third son is very lonely.

Mu Qingfeng's occasional tenderness towards him, even if it is true, will be exhausted by his constant rejection and resistance, and this is what he wants.

He wanted to forget everything in the past countless times, reset to zero, and then set off again.

However, these days, only one thing has been proved, that is, the love roots planted in the previous life have already grown into a towering tree, and the roots are intertwined in the heart, and they still cannot be pulled out in this life!

If you can't pull it out, you don't have to work hard. Maybe, when this life is really over, it will really return to zero!

The sound of the piano sounded, and the song "Going to the South" really fit the scene!It turns out that Wen Xin's piano skills are not bad either!A confidant, no, it must be him!