Desire for shadows

What greeted him when he entered the Shang mansion was not Shang's smile, but a burst of hail that hit him hard, and a strange wind that blew him to one side.Duanmu tried his best to rotate his body to find a place to hide, but no matter where he went, the hail would hit and the wind would blow.No matter how Duanmuzhuan changes direction, the strange wind will always blow on his face, which is suffocating.

Duanmu was completely taken aback, he didn't understand why he was treated like this in Shang's territory, and it didn't seem like he wanted his life but was teasing himself like a joke.

"Shang!" Duanmu, who wanted to shout loudly, was filled with wind as soon as he opened his mouth, drowning the last voice in his mouth.

The hailstones were not very heavy on his body, but there were too many hailstones and it took a long time. Duanmuxi also felt very uncomfortable, and there were bursts of sharp pain.So, Duanmuxi closed his eyes and stood still, letting the hailstones hit the ground and the wind blowing.

I don't know how long he suffered, Duanmu felt as if he could no longer feel the wind, but his whole body was drenched by the hailstones.

"Huh!" Hearing a crisp sound, Duanmu opened his eyes, and saw Shang standing not far away, staring at him with anger in his eyes.

Duanmuxi looked at Shang standing not far away, his eyes were wide open, his cheeks were slightly flushed with anger, his lips were tightly closed, showing a blush, and he couldn't help but strode up and hugged Shang tightly in his arms. "I miss Shang'er so much, does Shang'er miss me?" Duanmu murmured in Shang's ear.

Looking at Duanmu's current state, Shang, who was stuck here and wanted to get angry, was so angry that he couldn't get it out, and he was holding it in his throat.It's best to just pout and lie in Duanmu's arms, Duanmu's unique dry body odor permeates Shang's nose.

Seeing Shang obediently leaning in his arms, Duanmu felt indescribably satisfied. It would be great if the two of them could live on together. Since he and Shang are not ordinary people with unlimited lifespans, Then I should be able to live with Shang for such a long time, I should be able to!

But for some reason, a pale face appeared in front of Duanmu's eyes, so familiar!

Duanmuxi suppressed this strange feeling, and hugged Shang a little tighter: I love Shang, and I have nothing to do with anyone else!It seems to be determined and it seems to be calming the restless heart.

"Shang'er!" Duanmuxi thought for a long time in his heart, and finally, clamping Shang's arms again, he said seriously, "I bumped into someone on the way here today." Duanmuxiu paused at this point , swallowed in the mouth.

"Huh?" Shang looked at Duanmu in doubt, waiting for the next sentence.

"I found that man looked very familiar, and gave me a very familiar feeling, as if—like—long time no see—" Duan Muxi thought for a long time and didn't know what to say. What he wanted to say was The feeling of being in love, but Duanmuzhi knew that this was not the time to tell the truth, so Duanmulu could only think about it angrily.

Seeing Duanmulu frowning, Shang suddenly wanted to know who Duanmulu met on the road, so a trace of consciousness sneaked into Duanmulu's mind.Shang usually would not use this ability in the mortal world, but this time, Duanmu's attitude made Shang a little uneasy. It stands to reason that he should not tell himself about such things that he bumped into people on the road, but since Duanmu said, And it was still so hard to tell, Shang really felt that if he didn't inquire, he would regret it.

When the consciousness was withdrawn, Shang knew the true identity of the man. In fact, when the four of them insisted on going down to earth, Shang had already carefully looked at the four men, and even established a bond between them. Trip, the four gods who descended to earth plus those 4 people, a total of 8 people have no names in the marriage book. The fate between them is determined by themselves. If the two meet, then they will automatically draw a marriage line , This can be regarded as Shang's care for his children back then.But now that Duanmu is in love with Shang, then Shang is determined not to allow Duanmu to be with that man again, and the so-called automatic fate must be removed, even if Shang set it, then Shang can solve it easily that's it.

"Forget it! Don't think about it, it's not too late to tell me after you think it through!" For some reason, Duanmuxi really felt relieved when he heard Shang's words.

"Hey! That painting!" Looking at the scroll on the table, Duanmu looked at Shang in surprise. Didn't he put it beside his pillow? How could it be here?

"You—" Seeing Duanmuxi mentioning the painting, Shang's anger was revived again, and he beat his head and face, and hammered Duanmuxi with his hands everywhere, "I called you to paint! I called you graffito!"

"Hey! Hey!" Shang's strikes were all based on strength and didn't use any other spiritual power at all. It didn't hurt much when he hit Duanmu's side, at least it was much better than the hailstone when he first entered the door, but Duanmu still responded. He wailed a few times in response to the situation.

"Shang'er, Shang'er!" Duanmuxi said while dodging for a while, "I'll make waves later, let me change my clothes now!"

"Hmph!" Shang looked at the wet clothes on Duanmu Mountain, and then looked at himself because of the moisture from the two of them hugging tightly just now, snorted coldly, turned around and went behind the screen to change clothes.

Looking at Shang's movements, Duanmu only felt that Shang's expressions were becoming more and more colorful, and now he could act like a baby.Thinking of Shang's cold and unsmiling expression before, and thinking about the expression just now, Duanmuxi felt a sense of pride welling up from the bottom of his heart, bubbling upwards.

When Shang tidied up his clothes and came out, Duanmuxi had already done it, and he was actually looking at the painting on the table.With a flash of Shang's figure, the painting in Duanmu's hand fell into Shang's hand.

Shang wanted to burn that painting a long time ago, but then remembered that it was painted by Duanmu, and he couldn't bear it for a while, and what's more, he brought this painting back because it was a bad painting.Shang completely loves and hates, ashamed and annoyed.

"Do you like Shang'er?" Duanmuxi joked with some bad intentions. Seeing the blush on Shang'er's face gave him a sense of accomplishment. With this appearance, a man would feel full of heart.

"I like it! I like it very much!" Looking at Duanmu's lack of smoking, Shang felt that he wanted to lock Duanmu in the stove and roast for seven days and seven nights.

Shang suddenly remembered something, raised his index finger, and a painting unfolded on the wall.

Looking at the painting on the wall, Duanmuxi was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react, the majestic king of a country, but no one dared to draw such a painting for him, even if he thought about it, no one dared to think about it , but it was Shang who painted this painting, presumably as revenge for the painting he painted.But Duanmuxi felt that Shang's behavior was very cute. Anyway, it is impossible for this painting to leak outside, isn't it?