so long

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time, one with a clearer and warmer voice, and the other with a decadent but irresistible sexiness as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. Both of them were wearing masks, and it was impossible to know what the face under the mask looked like. , but unbelievably want to smile.

The person who bumped into Ning Jingyao was just a half-grown kid who was crazy about playing. When he saw that he bumped into someone, he quickly apologized. He wore a mask on his head, combed two flower buds, and held a bunch of candied haws in his hand. Say: "Uncle, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The man was suddenly brought back to his senses by the voice of a half-grown child, and he pulled out from the arms of the man who was still around his waist. The half-old child said: "It's okay, let's play."

After all, the boy ran away without a trace, and Ning Jingyao turned around and found that the person wearing the Nine-Directions Rakshasa mask was still standing behind her, motionless, and the eyes behind the mask seemed to be invisible. At the end of the sea, with a strange light and imperceptible tenderness.

The man couldn't deny that he suddenly didn't know how to speak, he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't want to leave. A strange fullness and warmth filled his heart, as if the two of them could just keep looking at each other and see that the crowd had cleared and the lights were holographic.

"Is the young master looking for someone?" The man suddenly said, breaking the sometimes charming and sometimes beautiful atmosphere between the two, his voice was obviously a bit cold, but it seemed to be illuminated by the huge lantern tree beside him, making it more pleasant. It sounds like people are pleasing to the ear.

It was probably a young man. Listening to the voice, Ning Jingyao reflexively guessed the age of the other party. With his tall and slender figure, he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

It's a young man, Ning Jingyao came to a conclusion.

"Yes, I was looking for a child at home, and I accidentally got separated." When Ning Jingyao spoke, she mistook the young man's eyes, not wanting to make herself feel as if she couldn't control her breathing and her heart was beating. That was not like him. .

"Is that so..."

"Hmm..." The man replied, pinching the corner of his clothes lightly, feeling a little embarrassed because the two of them had nothing to say at this moment and feeling sad that he didn't know. He was about to say goodbye like this, but he heard the young man Su Er said:

"If you don't mind, young master, can you let me look for it together? It might be faster if the two of you look for it together."

Ning Jingyao paused, her plump lips under the mask were slightly pursed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curled up, she didn't know why she was happy: "Okay." The man said.

Under the bright flowers and lanterns, there is a romantic and cliché encounter, but the two who meet are still immersed in their weird and sweet world without knowing it.Of course Ning Jingyao didn't know that since she was standing under the lantern tree, someone's eyes had been fixed on her body, and the young man's mind was captured by the "looking for him in the crowd" and "a startling glimpse".

He didn't even understand why he was among so many people, but he just saw the man, and seeing the man's figure under the light was like colored glaze under the sun, which fascinated him.

He wanted to know him, wanted to get close to him, but he didn't dare to let the other party discover his existence, so he followed the man, thinking that he would follow him like this for a long, long time, but unexpectedly the man suddenly ran into his arms. He could feel that his whole body was starting to stiffen, but the waist of the person he was touching made his palms feel surprisingly hot...

How could someone have such a soft waist?

He had just thought about such a question at the time, when he met the man's eyes. The man's eyes were covered by the mask, but he still couldn't block the color in his eyes that was so bright that he wanted to kiss him. That kind of touch was his. I will probably never forget it for the rest of my life.

'Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless in the world' Apart from using such a sour poem, he can't think of other descriptions to describe it.

He thought, and so did he.

Afterwards, they walked side by side aimlessly, Ning Jingyao almost forgot that she was looking for Ning Chongyun, the young man didn't say anything, just stood quietly beside him not far or near, his steps were steady and silent, The man walked for a while, but found that a secret guard suddenly appeared not far from him, nodded at him, and Ning Jingyao knew that Xiao Shizi had been found and sent back to the mansion.

"I think he's already gone back, I'll go back and have a look. There's no need to look for it." Ning Jingyao stopped and turned her head slightly, only to meet the young man's deep eyes again, "...No need to look for it."

As he said that, he lowered his eyes uncomfortably, but he didn't know that his self-conscious appearance made the young man in front of him even more unable to hold himself.

The young man himself didn't know what he was thinking, and it took him a long time to understand what the man said, that is to say, he didn't need to accompany him to find someone, he was going back: "Then...can I take you back?"

why not?

Ning Jingyao couldn't find a reason to refuse anyway, but more, maybe other psychology, but he doesn't care much about those now, after a slight nod, the two slowly left the Marriage Temple, and the road was still lively But it seems to be more warm and sweet to walk in the alley.

The way back home seemed to be a long journey, but it seemed to be here all at once, which made the two of them feel regretful and satisfied when their minds began to become delicate.

The man didn't stop at the entrance of the palace, but stopped at the entrance of the inn that hadn't reached the palace, and said: "Go a little further, that's it, little brother, stop."

The black leggings boots worn by the young man came down slowly, forming a stark contrast with the man's spotless robes that were almost hanging on the ground with a pointed delicate white boots slightly exposed.

"Thank you, brother, I'm going back too." Ning Jingyao said the opposite words in his mouth and in his heart, somehow he couldn't help it, but speaking like this was really right, so he seemed a little cold.

The young man didn't notice this layer at all, and the mask of the Rakshasa of the Nine Directions began to be hideous and terrifying under the dim light and shadow at the moment, but the words spoken by the person under the mask didn't match the mask: "You're welcome..."

As soon as the words fell, he heard the man's chuckle, as if the soft cotton was stuffed into his heart. It was not until the man walked away and disappeared that the young man slowly came back to his senses, and realized that in the end, he couldn't even No one knows the name of the other party...

Like this, how should we see you again?

After leaving, Ning Jingyao's heart also became confused, but the ripples did not stir up too many waves after all. On the way back to his home, he always felt like he woke up from a dream. After waking up, his whole body was shaking. The intoxicating aroma still remained, which inevitably made people recall, but the recalled person seemed to be hidden in a layer of fog, so he had no choice but to smile wryly.

Even so, tonight is something to be happy about. Only Prince Ning knows what he is happy about. When he returned to the palace, he took off his mask. The mask with black patterns on a white background is very beautiful, but the person wearing the mask is even more peachy , looking carefully at the ordinary face, but it is touching at this moment, the blue hair is dotted with tiny snow, the silver eyelashes are glowing under the moonlight, the cheeks are pink, and the sexy lips are exposed from the neck. The white collarbone that came, everything is breathtaking.

Therefore, Xiao Shizi, who consciously made trouble for Ning Jingyao, saw such a goblin-like father on such a snowy night, with a delicate little face as if he had forgotten what to do and his expression, even his breathing. My favorite, most adored, most irresistible father slowly walked towards me, and finally held my breath until my face turned red, and then I started to breathe tremblingly.

"Father, Daddy, I..."

"Don't run around next time. Do you understand?" Before the man could wait for Xiao Shizi to express his apology and self-reflection, Ning Jingyao said, "Otherwise I will be worried."

Xiao Shizi put his eyes straight on the man's slightly bent eyes, then moved to other places in a trance, and finally stopped at the man's hand that was so beautiful that it was only suitable for playing the piano and writing, and said: "I, I just listen Others have said that walnut carvings should be given to people you like most during the Lantern Festival..." The voice became smaller and smaller, but Ning Jingyao, who was listening to the boy, suddenly laughed.

Ning Jingyao also lived up to the boy's kindness, she didn't tell the boy that giving walnut carvings was a gift between young couples, but just took the small pendant, rubbed the boy's head, and looked at Xiao Shizi timidly. Looking at his appearance timidly, he lowered his head and kissed Xiao Shizi on the forehead, saying: "Very good, very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you."

"Yeah." Xiao Shizi felt that the man's lips were so soft that he was both surprised and shy. In the end, his peach blossom eyes were filled with joy, and he said crisply, "As long as Daddy likes it." It was as if he had received the most precious gift in the world. .

This is the first time for Ning Jingyao to kiss her own child except when Ning Chongyun was a baby. Seeing Ning Chongyun's happy face, she smiled slightly and led Xiao Shizi into the house. Behind him, after the prince and the young prince entered the hall, they slowly closed the door, blocking the ethereal little snowflakes outside the door...

That night, Ning Chongyun suffered from insomnia.He tossed and turned on the big soft bed, unable to fall asleep, full of energy, sometimes touching his forehead, sometimes looking at the walnut carving he was holding in his hand, which looked like a man. The corners of the mouth that were born not smiling and turned up fell asleep.

This night, Ning Jingyao slept very late, not because he also suffered from insomnia, but when he fell asleep, his dream was full of the young man he met tonight when he met him, as if repeated hundreds of times. Thousands of times, but his heart is still beating violently in disobedience, and it seems to be declaring something that is unacceptable but helpless.

That night, someone did not return to the inn, but returned to the Marriage Temple inexplicably, standing under the huge lantern tree, watching the number of people around slowly decrease until there was no one left.The mask of the Jiufang Raksha gradually covered with light snow, and then waited all night.

He thought, maybe he is waiting here, and we will meet again tomorrow...

This extravagant and silly wish.

……

The Lantern Festival was originally only one day, but with the passage of time and folk conventions, such a festival that only occurs once a year, and the large-scale market and fun that only existed has become three days.

On the second night, Ning Jingyao seemed to be thinking of something in her heart. She wanted to pretend to be unintentional, but also had an indistinct mood. Wearing the same mask as last night, she saw her under the huge lantern tree. that youth.

The same goes for the third day.

They seem to have a tacit understanding by nature, they didn't take off their masks, and they fumbled to absorb those vaguely sprouting feelings on the edge of darkness.

Neither of them knew each other's names, but they met under the huge lantern tree every night, and watched the lanterns together, the juggling and ventriloquist, the moonlight shining on the pond, and the piled up lanterns. cute little snowman.

Prince Ning is not unaware of his vague and ambiguous relationship with the young man, but he is like a blind man who has suddenly gained light. He comforts himself that he can keep a good distance, but refuses to leave one step and begins to approach.

Until the last night of the Lantern Festival, they lit a fire in an inaccessible grove, and the warmth instantly invaded the man's whole body. After that, the young man seemed to have hesitated for a long time, and slowly approached Ning Jingyao. Wearing a fluffy cloak, gently and carefully wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders...

The man was silent, but did not object.

The burning fire was crackling, sparks flew up in the air from time to time, extinguished brilliantly in mid-air, and finally fell into the snow.

Ning Jingyao suddenly liked this kind of tranquility, because when sitting down, the young man sat at a higher position, and the man was lower, so the man turned his head slightly, as if he could get close to the young man's arms, and then his head could rest on the young man's shoulder But Ning Jingyao didn't.

The man just said lightly after the warm tranquility: "Tomorrow...it won't be the Lantern Festival..."

"...Well." The young man seemed a little depressed, and similarly, there was some reluctance in his voice, "Can I see you?" Suddenly, the young man asked.

After knowing what each other looks like, it is like peeling off the last layer of camouflage and exposing the two of them to a world that does not allow them to exist. It takes courage.

King Ning nodded, and said, "Okay."

The man who never thought that he would have such a heart-pounding mood was unexpectedly calm. He himself didn't believe that he would let a person into his own world so easily. Why? !

There is no reason for emotional matters.

Because of Yin Qiu's relationship, Lord Ning, who has no rejection or fear of such dark and unrecognized feelings, after meeting this person, frankly, it is impossible not to love him.

So, as if doing something solemn and solemn, Ning Jingyao was embraced by the young man to take off the mask of the young man, and the young man used the other hand to take off the mask on the man's face.

The movement was slow with those throbbing and unreasonable restlessness. When the two masks were only half removed, the young man touched the man's lips lightly with intuition and fascination. The slightly sweet taste and It felt as if something exploded in his heart, causing the young man to slide the hand around the man's shoulder to his waist, and hug him tightly!

But that kiss was so tender that it seemed like drowning, and she didn't dare to go any further and presumptuously.

At the same time as the shallow kiss ended, the masks of the two fell aside, and the first thing the young man saw was the man's trembling eyelashes.Watching the man slowly open his eyes with spring-like eyebrows, but suddenly, as if surprised, he opened his eyes wide, like a cat, and said:

"...Yin Shen?"

The young man named Yin Shen was also stunned for a moment, as if recalling something, and finally said in a cool voice with a complicated expression: "Prince Jingyao..."