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The black-haired young man was leaning on the corridor, with one hand propped behind his head and the other casually placed on his chest. His long hair flowed down and twisted into one piece.Taking the wine glass handed by the gentle girl behind him, Qingming narrowed his eyes and drank it down, and said to the elegant and silent human beside him, "Recently, the Ma Cang family has gradually become busy, and the succession ceremony is only a month away. Right, Ye Wang?"

The young man who was sitting upright turned his head and looked at his expression without saying a word.

Qingming sighed softly, "Time flies so fast,"

He lowered his eyes and put the wine glass in his hand on the ground, "We have all grown up before you know it. After you become the head of the Ma Cang family, there will probably be no time like this again? I really miss it, the first When we met for the first time, you were still a brat, um, a brat who was too old to look..."

Having said that, he sat up, stared at the stern face of the person beside him, his expression seemed to be thinking about something, and then he smiled little by little.

"Crybaby."

Ye Wang suddenly made a sound, took the wine glass handed to him by Mi Chong, and sipped it one mouthful at a time, but there was a smile on his brows, diluting the inexplicable atmosphere just now. "Pfft—haha,"

Qingming laughed all of a sudden, "It turns out that I was like this in Ye Wang's heart, and it was really useless at that time."

He clasped his palms together, and the corners of his slender eyes flashed with a sly light, "So, Ye Wang will help me keep it a secret, anyway, I am also the famous onmyoji Abe Seimei, that would be too embarrassing!"

After a pause, the young man continued to laugh, "However, if you hadn't taken me in who knows nothing, I probably would never see my mother again in this lifetime."

Even if meeting again cut off all his hopes.

Wang Ye put down his wine glass, his expression darkened, "...do you regret it?"

Qingming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Sure enough, King Ye knows me very well."

The young man lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Not regretting...it's impossible. But I gradually understood that it is better to cut off the heart at the beginning than to miss hopelessly for a long time. Mother, she thinks so."

The smile on his face got bigger little by little, concealing a trace of loneliness in his eyes, making him look even more elegant and unparalleled. "What's more, I still have you, King Ye."

He looked directly into his eyes word by word and said seriously.Facing the young man's sudden turning gaze, Qingming smiled and said, "You are the one who dragged me out of the abyss. I met you when I was most helpless in my life, so you are my important person." .”

Narrowing his eyes slightly, the young man's gaze did not fluctuate at all. He said flatly, "If it wasn't me, it would be someone else."

"..."

Qingming didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, and turned over while maintaining that lazy posture.If the time spent together these years has not allowed him to understand the person in front of him, then Abe Seimei is a fool.This man named Ma Cang Ye Wang is cold, cruel and taciturn, but he is not heartless.The tenderness buried deep in his heart, I'm afraid even he himself didn't realize it.It was precisely because he saw through this point that he clung to him without fear, but he was not driven away.He was born with ordinary white fox blood, so how could he not be cunning at all.Thinking of this, Qingming smiled lightly, sat up and touched the wine glass, "Ye Wang."

I respect this gentle guy who knows everything but doesn't say anything.

Watching the man drink up the rest of the wine in the glass, Qingming covered his lips unconsciously, hesitating whether to ask the question that had troubled him for a long time: In the past few years, the performance of Baoxian became more and more serious. It became more and more obvious, and gradually even he noticed his mood.That guy with a bright smile and clear eyes, unexpectedly... At that time, he also suddenly understood his own heart.The reliance and admiration of childhood, the long-term longing of youth, the reunion of youth, the traces of this guy Ye Wang in his heart deepened little by little, and then turned into love in this long time... He smiled wryly, ignoring his heart The rising sourness and anxiety, the question is, does Ye Wang know?Does he know that Bao Xian has such feelings for him...?However, even mentioning these now will not help the matter, will it?Ye Wang will soon succeed the Ma Cang family, he has his responsibilities, and it is impossible to be entangled by these things.So, why unravel everything and look for trouble?

Qingming smiled, his eyes full of thoughts.When the person in front of him accumulates strength and has full wings, how can a mere Macang family be able to restrain him?This kind of person is destined to fly in a wider sky.At that time, if he chooses to protect the constitution, then he will do his best to protect him—after all, Abe Seimei is not a person who follows the rules from the bottom of his heart.If he...a faint blush appeared on the young man's cheeks, and he quickly covered it up by turning his head slightly, if Wang Ye chose to stand by his side, then no matter what kind of tribulations or criticisms, he would definitely hold that hand , inseparable!

"Ye Wang,"

He raised his wine glass again, Qingming's eyes were exceptionally bright, and a faint smile floated on his lips, indescribably handsome and elegant.He smiled wordlessly, his eyes filled with tenderness and firmness.

"...Is this your farewell wine?"

After being stunned for a while, Ye Wang also picked up his wine glass and smiled wryly.

"Yes,"

Qingming smiled and said, "It's rare that Baoxian is not here, and I sometimes want to be alone with Ye Wang like this."

He spoke half-truth, with a teasing demeanor, but after a while it became serious.

"Take care of yourself."

Qingming stared into Ye Wang's eyes and said, swallowing all his expectations and worries, and then smiled, the black-haired young man spread out the folding fan in his hand, "Be a good patriarch, Ye Wang."

Then, fly!

"kindness,"

Ye Wang also smiled, melting away the indifference on his face. "I will, definitely."

"Then, one last request,"

Lazily returning to the original half-lying position, Qingming signaled Mi Chong to sit down too, "As compensation for not seeing each other for a long time, can you play a song for me, Ye Wang?"

Ching Ming handed over the emerald green bamboo flute with a sly smile, "This is another thing King Ma Cang Ye is famous for, but you play it too rarely."

Even he had only heard it twice, but the sound of the flute, as long as it was played once, would never be forgotten.

After a while of silence, the melodious sound of the flute echoed in the empty corridor.The summer wind blows through the lush branches and leaves, and it seems to bring a piece of crisp bells.Qingming propped his head up and looked at the person's side face. For a moment, he felt that all the prosperity was gone, and it was not worth half of the person's clothes.So he raised the corners of his lips slightly, walked over and leaned against him.The afternoon sun shone lazily on the two of them, Qingming narrowed his eyes, and suddenly forgot about the Macang family, leaving only warmth, comfort, intimacy and joy.

The mind is drunk, the tenderness is infinite.

##################################### There is a strong smell of blood floating in the air, under the dark sky , Ma Cang's house was silent.

Wang Ye stood where he was, looking at the young man who was walking slowly towards him without moving.A flower of blood came out with every step, the man's body carried an extremely thick dark aura, and there was a familiar gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth.The young man's face was pale, but his eyes revealed a wolf-like sharpness in the dark night. He stopped and said, "You are finally back, King Ye."

"Asakura wants it."

Ye Wang spat out the name lightly, glanced at the malicious crowd out of the corner of his eyes, and evoked a mocking smile, "Are you going to betray the Ma Cang family?"

"You are the one who betrayed!"

The young man interrupted him loudly, but with a secret smile on his face, he asked softly, "I ask you, where are you tonight?"

###################################### "Leaf King,"

The drunken man half-lyed on his body and hugged his waist like a shame, "Don't go, okay?"

"Constitutional,"

He frowned impatiently, got up and pulled the drunk man away.

"Well……"

On one side of the young man's body, he opened his clothes in struggle, revealing a large white chest.He raised his head to look at him, his eyes sparkling, his cheeks flushed from drunkenness.

Being entangled by him helplessly, Wang Ye was about to use his ability, but Baoxian suddenly approached him with a smile, and murmured, "Don't be the head of the Macang family, please, if this happens, I won't be able to see Wang Ye."

"Constitutional protection, don't be willful!"

"Hee hee...we won't see each other in the future, is that okay?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about, it's just that time has become less."

The young man shook his head and said with a smile, "King Ye, you don't know anything... If you become the Patriarch, you will never see him again... Well, only I know."

He hugged him even tighter, and leaned his head close to his ear, "Hee hee, Ye Wang doesn't know anything, he obviously has that ability... Hey, Ye Wang, stay here, for me, stay here."

"Because, hiccup,"

He got closer to him, and breathed warmly on his ears, "Because I like Wang Ye, so much..."

"So, don't go."

"... Baoxian, you are drunk."

Pulling his hand away bit by bit, Ye Wang said irrefutably, not seeing the young man's eyes that suddenly became dark.

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Ye Wang didn't speak, he understood everything when he saw the person slowly coming out from behind Ma Cang Yao.That person has innocent and hearty eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his lips are always curved as if he is smiling.But today this man was wearing a crimson safari coat, as if rendered by this deep color, the man's expression was dark and unclear, concealing his innocence in the daytime.He flicked his blood-colored sleeves, and when he raised his head, he had a surprised expression on his face, "Ye Wang, why are you here?"

How can there be half a hint of drunkenness in a sober look?

Ye Wang's eyes darkened.

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"Well, it really isn't Seimei, can't it?"

Without too much entanglement, the young man let go of him easily, with a silly smile still on his lips, "...Are you leaving? Going back to Ma Cang's house?"

"Yes."

Ye Wang spit out a word coldly, without any hesitation.

"So,"

The young man lay lazily on his stomach, raised his head and waved at him casually, "Be careful on the road, King Ye. And... goodbye!"

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the young man finally couldn't help laughing, as if he couldn't bear so many smiles, he buried his face deeply in his arms.Then more and more liquid wetted his sleeve, burning like pain.

Goodbye, Ye Wang.