Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

After dinner, it was still dark, and a small path leads directly to the inner garden of the business mansion. On both sides of the path are rockery and thin rocks, plum branches are pretty, and little red plums protrude from the snow, the red is amazing.The lake not far away is now mostly covered with thin ice, and several layers of snow are dangerously accumulated on the ice, making the lake water more and more clear.On the other side of the lake are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, glazed tiles, carved stone columns, and beautiful women.

Thinking that there was a heavy snow a few days ago, now the azurite and cinnabar in the courtyard are filled with a lot of white, except for the flower stem path and the corridor of the Huating, the rest seems to be covered with a thick layer of frost, and the whole business house is like a snow sculpture.

Pushing aside the red plum branches, a small pile of crushed snow fell instantly.

"When I come back this time, do I want to stay a few more days?" On the path, the snow was still shallow, but after walking a few steps, the uppers of the shoes were covered with a thin layer of snow particles.

Xu Shifeng was a bit strong, and Shang Chengen's voice was slightly low: "Military discipline is strict, how can it be child's play."

Shang Chengde shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, spend more time with your parents these few days. Ever since you joined the army, the two elders have been concerned. The day before yesterday, my mother went to the temple to pray for you and your father, and to keep you safe."

"En." Although Shang Chengen had no expression on his face, his tone was a little slower.

"Have you been to see Jun'er?"

Shang Chengen frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"You." Shang Chengde knew this early on, and now he couldn't help but blame him, "Since he is a father, he should pay more attention to his wife and children..."

"Brother." Shang Chengen interrupted him, "Apart from the Shang family and your parents, do you only have your wife and children in your heart?"

Shang Chengde paused for a moment, and after a long time he pulled out an unclear smile, "I'm talking about you, but you left the question to me."

Shang Chengen looked at the interior of the silver-clad business mansion, and something surged deep in his eyes, "Brother, are you satisfied with what you have now?"

Shang Chengde bowed his head, with an inexplicable arc on the corner of his mouth, "Is there anything I can be dissatisfied with, my parents are in good health, and if I ask for more, I will become greedy. Now that I have Wang'er again, God has treated me well. As for the future, I don't care anymore."

"Wanger?"

Shang Chengde smiled, "I haven't seen it yet, your little nephew, named Mo Wang, was born before the full term, and his body is very weak. When he was born, he was only a little bit big, and he could support it with a slap." stand up."

Speaking of his son, Shang Chengde showed the joy of being a father for the first time on his face, and his tone became much gentler, "This little thing is delicate, but it didn't make me and your sister-in-law less worried. None of the nurses and girls in the house can coax him well." He, just as soon as I hugged him, he was safe, nestled in my arms, a small ball, his little face was still wrinkled. The little guy was sleepy and yawned all day long, but whenever I was free, he would Being able to sleep in my arms all day, I couldn't be more obedient and honest."

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Shang Chengen didn't say a word. He knew that Shang Chengde liked children. When they were young, Shang Chengde took him to play after school. At that time, this man's hands were not big, but his palms were extremely warm. Holding hands together, he felt content, so that after a while, he only had this big brother in his heart.

At the beginning, all my thoughts and thoughts were on this person, and I couldn't tolerate others, but now...

"Brother." Shang Chengen looked into the distance with steady eyes, "If I say that I like a person and want to be with that person for the rest of my life, will Big Brother object?"

"This is a good thing, how could I object." Shang Chengde said with a smile, "But I don't know which lady it is?"

"It's not a lady from a noble family." Shang Chengen said in a calm tone, "He is a man just like you and me."

Shang Chengde was slightly stunned, he didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally smiled slowly, "Since you can tell me, I'm afraid you have already identified that person, so, big brother, congratulations."

Shang Chengen looked at him for a long time, "Don't you wonder who the other party is?"

Shang Chengde stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, smiling happily, "How can you not be curious, the person in this world who can make my second brother fall in love must be an extremely wonderful person."

"Indeed." Shang Chengen folded a plum in his hand, tossed it in his hand, and said after a long while, "Tomorrow I will hold a banquet in Juxianlou, and I will bring him over. Big Brother must show his face."

The night was still full of moonlight, and when Shang Chengen returned home, he pushed open the wooden door of the small courtyard and saw a lonely lamp in the room. Through the window, he could vaguely see a figure leaning in front of the desk. Instantly, his heart softened.

When Fang closed the volume, he heard a noise outside the door. Su Qingchi thought it was Mo Jiu, so he put on his clothes and went to open the door.

Although it was night, the outside of the house was brightly illuminated by the moon. When he saw the person standing at the door, Su Qingchi was slightly surprised, and immediately smiled and said, "Why are you back?"

But Shang Chengen didn't answer, he gathered his robe, turned around and entered the room with him, "If you stay up so late, are you waiting for me?"

Su Qingchi glanced at him with a smile, "I just read a volume of lyrics, and I was going to sleep." While going over, he picked up the wick to make the room brighter.

Shang Chengen looked at his profile calmly, the lines were soft but still masculine, the delicate facial features under the lamp, against the flesh-colored scar on his forehead, made people feel pity for no reason.

Su Qingchi turned his head and saw Shang Chengen staring at the scar on his forehead fixedly, a look of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he turned around.

"It's a pity." Shang Chengen said.

The fingers tightened a little, Su Qingchi looked away and said nothing.

Shang Chengen embraced him behind him, and his thick voice brushed over his earlobe in a low voice, "If this scar was on my face, how much might would it add to me for nothing? When they saw me, they decided, 'This man is tall and big. Strong, with a scar on his forehead, he must have killed the enemy in battle, this is a real hero, with great spirit'."

Shang Chengen smiled lowly, and his warm breath slid across Su Qingchi's delicate neck, "Now you've got an advantage."

Su Qingchi's heart warmed, knowing that he didn't intend to humiliate him at all, he couldn't help laughing, "You said you were born tall and strong, why didn't I see it?"

Shang Chengen held his hand and stroked his strong waist, whispering, "Whether I am tall or strong, you really don't know?"

Su Qingchi's face became hot from the explicit words, and he immediately pushed him away, "I don't feel ashamed." After saying that, he laughed muffled.

The laughter was indistinguishable, and there was a masculine deepness in the clearness, which was indescribably provocative to the ears. Shang Chengen stepped forward and asked with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"

With great difficulty, Su Qingchi stopped laughing, stretched out his hand to tidy up the lone volumes on the desk, dusted off his robe and said, "I laughed at you for being a dumb gourd with an iron face and a wooden head in front of others, how could you lose your dignity when you come to me. "

Shang Chengen didn't answer, but just looked at him and smiled, his brows were bright and affectionate, forcing Su Qingchi to avoid his sight.

The stove in the house was still burning, and it smelled warm.

It was getting dark outside, Su Qingchi tidied up the bed, turned around and Shang Chengen had no intention of leaving, knowing that the other party might be going to sleep with him tonight, so he didn't say much, and took the bed brocade quilt from the cabinet .

The snow was heavy and the night was thick, and inside the tent, neither of them had the intention to sleep.

"Going out today?"

"Walking around, I didn't realize it much before, but now I realize that the capital is a prosperous place. The hawkers who used to sell big bowls of tea along the street have now opened teahouses with others. Back then, they used to be a matchmaker for shoe shops, but now Became the shopkeeper of a shoe shop, and his wife still holds a baby in her arms..."

Shang Chengen listened quietly, the capital city that Su Qingchi said was what he paid attention to, now listening to his eloquence, he couldn't help but feel that he really missed a lot when he went first, and then felt the delicate thought of the person beside him.

"...After all, I couldn't hold it back. I went to the West Temple Building, but I didn't go in. I just looked outside for a while." Su Qingchi smiled and said in a warm voice, "After all the hard work, I hung the plaque myself Up."

"Shall I accompany you in to have a look tomorrow?"

"The second youngest merchant is the most hated audience in Beijing, so don't blow up that theater building." Su Qingchi teased.

Shang Chengen shook his head, a smile appeared on his tough face, "It's just that I don't like the tone of babbling and not explaining a word for a long time."

Su Qingchi smiled but didn't say anything, and immediately asked: "Is your father feeling better?"

"It's better, he even asked me to play a few games of chess with him during the day, but..." Thinking about what the doctor said to him in private, Shang Chengen couldn't help feeling a little more heavy in his heart, "I lost too much in my early years, and I spent a lot of time." One point less, now it is only continued by medicine."

Su Qingchi shook his hand, Shang Chengen took his hand, and pecked on the back of his hand, "Don't want to ask anything else?"

Su Qingchi smiled, "How is Jun'er? If I remember correctly, it's called Ting Jun. Thunderbolt is a good name."

Shang Chengen didn't expect him to ask this, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He pursed his lips and frowned for a long time, "Qingchi, I..."

Su Qingchi looked at him sideways, "Having a son under your knees means that you have accumulated virtues in your previous life. You should cherish your blessings. When you get older in the future, there will always be someone around to serve you."

"What about you? How about you when you're old? Is there someone to serve you?" Shang Chengen's tone revealed a bit of anger.

Su Qingchi's eyes blurred, and he said with a smile, "What do I want to live for so long, my legs and feet are not flexible, I am blind and deaf, and I have many diseases.

On the side, Shang Chengen's lips were pursed into a straight line. After a long time, he reached out and lifted the quilt, got out of bed and left the room.

Su Qingchi paused and moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't stop him. After a cup of tea, Shang Chengen still didn't come back, so Su Qingchi got out of bed with his clothes on.

The door creaked open, and a gust of cold wind hit him, making him shiver all over. Immediately, he was stunned at the door.

In the snow in the middle of the courtyard, the man who was angry with him just now was wearing thin obscene clothes, standing barefoot in the snow. The fierce cold wind blew the blades, blowing his clothes wantonly, revealing the tender muscles inside. Hard wheat-colored skin.

Su Qingchi rushed over and put his clothes on the man, angrily and urgently, "You are crazy!"

Shang Chengen was unmoved at all, standing upright in the snow, as if he was about to freeze himself to death.

"Shang Chengen!" Su Qingchi yelled for a long time, but the man still didn't move.

In the end, there was only silence in the cold moonlight.

"Forget it, I said those nonsense, if you are angry, scold me a few words, slap me as many times as you want, don't ruin your body." Su Qingchi bowed his head and said nothing.

Shang Chengen's heart ached from his voice, he suddenly turned around and hugged him, before he was about to speak, only then did he realize that the other party was dressed in single clothes just like himself, and he was furious immediately.

He picked up the man and ran into the house, wrapped him in a thick mattress, lit the stove and brazier, and after a lot of work, he saw the man leaning against the head of the bed, his face already wet.

With unspeakable distress and unspeakable remorse, Shang Chengen stretched out his hand and slapped himself twice loudly, only half of his cheeks were swollen, and his mouth was bloody.

The man didn't look at him, but turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Shang Chengen got on the bed, stretched out his hands and rubbed the man's cold feet in his arms, the white feet in the palm were bigger than women's, but not as thick as men's, each toe was white and well-proportioned, Sophisticated.

Couldn't help holding those feet, lowered his head and kissed those toes.

Feeling the man's body tremble, Shang Chengen raised his head, and indeed the man was staring at him with a pair of wet eyes, such a moist amorous feelings gave Shang Chengen a strange feeling that he had never felt before, and he was extremely satisfied.

"Are you full?" He laughed.

After a quarrel just now, the two returned to their old intimacy, two quilts were stacked on top of each other, and their bodies were intertwined under the quilt.

Su Qingchi's legs were old problems from his early years. After a toss just now, he suffered from old diseases. The pain from his knees to his calves was sore to the bone, which made it difficult for him to sleep.Shang Chengen rubbed it for him, and the two of them were extremely intimate, first they whispered, and then they exchanged some love words, after making the two of them hot and dry, they were afraid of thunder and fire, so they hurriedly gave up.

When Su Qingchi was about to fall asleep, Shang Chengen called him again in a low voice.

"Huh?" Su Qingchi moved his body.

Shang Chengen wrapped the quilt tightly, adjusted a more comfortable posture for him, rubbed his chin against Su Qingchi's forehead, then lowered his head and said, "Would you like to see my elder brother?"

The other party didn't respond, but Shang Chengen knew that he was not asleep, so he slowed down his voice and kissed Su Qingchi's forehead, "Sorry, it's me..."

Su Qingchi spoke at this moment, "How is he doing?"

Shang Chengen didn't know how to answer, but he tightened the hand holding Su Qingchi's shoulder.

Both of them were silent for a whole night.

It wasn't until dawn outside that Shang Chengen heard Su Qingchi say in a low voice, "Let's meet each other."