dust song

In the dead of night, Murong Chengdu didn't know how long he stared at it until the small sound of the burning red candle came from his ears accompanied by the sound of even breathing beside him. It flickered on and off, but in the end Murong Chengdu didn't say anything, just quietly got up, put on his coat, and walked to the desk.

After Murong Chengdu got out of bed, Chu Lichen opened his dull eyes, he looked at the bright curtain of the bed, and he was deeply relieved.

In the center of the outer hall, Murong Chengdu's robust body was unusually gloomy and tense, his whole body exuded a chill, he straightened up silently, suddenly a sense of loneliness and irritability for no reason rose in his heart, now he could not understand anything. I have it, but it seems like quicksand has passed away from the palm of my hand, and I have never gained anything.

After thinking about it, he frowned and moaned, waved his hand to fend off all the maids in the bedroom, and when the attendants closed the door, Murong Chengdu grabbed the spirits on the table and drank a pot.

Fine wine burns the throat, but after all, it can make people temporarily forget the sadness. Murong Chengdu raised his head and poured two pots in succession, which slightly eased the pain of the wound on his chest.He clutched the jug and lay on his back in a low couch in embarrassment. On the table next to him, wax oil dripped down the body of a candle that was about to burn out, and solidified on the candlestick, looking slightly distorted and terrifying.

Hearing depressive growls from the outer hall, Chu Lichen's sight gradually lost focus, and Murong Chengdu's sad face in the daytime once again appeared in his mind.

After saying everything he wanted to say, Chu Lichen became extremely comfortable physically and mentally, and he really had a good dream that night.

In the dream, Chu Lichen was in a sea of ​​platycodon flowers, but except for the flowers, everything else here was covered with a layer of white mist. He stood there at a loss, looked around, and saw the vast expanse of whiteness not far away. After the chaos dissipated, Chu Lichen saw the mother in his dream who hadn't been here for a long time. She was dressed in yellow and plain robes, with a gentle voice and a smile on her face, calling softly over and over again: "Chen'er."

Before Chu Lichen could get excited, a strange yet familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The man had wrinkles engraved on his forehead, and his temples were covered with silver threads. Chu Lichen watched the figure walk in front of him with his mother in his arms. Then, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Father..."

The man quietly looked at Chu Lichen, frowned, and said nothing.

Seeing his father, Chu Lichen seemed to have thousands of words to say, but they were stuck in his throat. Finally, his lips moved for a long time before he said lightly, "Father, I hate you..."

Chu Jingyi was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly: "Father knows."

Seeing Chu Jingyi's tepid look, Chu Lichen seemed to be irritated, and asked loudly, "Why didn't you come to the small courtyard to see your mother? Why did you take the whole family to Jiangnan, and only stayed behind?" I am in this capital city to fend for myself? Why would I rather die than hand over the Chu family’s property to others? Why?”

While talking, Chu Lichen immediately burst into tears, and said in a choked voice, "Is it all for me?"

Chu Jingyi frowned, showing a kind smile that he had never had before Chu Lichen before, he stretched out his hand to caress his grown son, and said softly: "Chen'er, live well, take care of yourself, when you Only when you suffer all kinds of hardships in the world can you be entitled to enjoy the hard-won glory and wealth, remember, you will always be the most beloved child of me and your mother."

In the sea of ​​flowers, the father smiled slightly, and the mother also nodded with a smile.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chu Lichen burst into tears suddenly, sobbing so hard that he could only nod his head indiscriminately.

The troubled demons disappeared, and the figures of Chu Jingyi and Ying Lian burst into thousands of petals in the air.

Chu Lichen didn't react. After a while, he became flustered and started crying, chasing the petals flying around, "Father! Mother! Don't go! Don't leave me again!"

But it was useless, a gust of wind suddenly blew up behind him, and the petals rushed up to the sky. Chu Lichen could only watch helplessly as the figures of his parents disappeared bit by bit. He had a hunch that he would never dreamed of them...

Chu Lichen was crying out of breath in the dream. After waking up in the middle of the night, he jumped up from the bed, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. He touched his cheek in shock, and there was no expected dampness and heat, only touching his own cold skin. skin.

His movement immediately woke up Murong Chengdu who was beside him, and when he realized that Chu Lichen was sitting on the corner of the bed in a daze, curled up and hugged into a ball, Murong Chengdu still didn't dare to touch it lightly, and only yelled softly twice. Voice: "Chen'er? Chen'er?"

Seeing that Chu Lichen didn't respond, Murong Cheng became anxious, and didn't care that Chu Lichen would be angry, so he went up and hugged Chu Lichen's shoulders, forced himself to feel his pulse quietly, repeatedly confirmed that Chu Lichen's pulse was normal, and then Secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After being pulled into Murong Chengdu's arms, Chu Lichen woke up like a dream. Unexpectedly, Chu Lichen didn't struggle, but rested his head on Murong Chengdu's arms, closed his eyes, and was caught by the man's unique Surrounded by the breath, Chu Lichen seemed to have arrived at the warmest place in the world.

Murong Chengdu was very pleasantly surprised and distressed, he stroked Chu Lichen's palm with his fingers, and asked softly, "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Chu Lichen kept silent, he was afraid that his voice would reveal his emotions at the moment.

People's emotions are very complicated, and sometimes because of a dream, they start to think wildly, so it's not Chu Lichen's duplicity, but the influence of the dream just now, which made him a little fragile and soft-hearted.

Maybe he doesn't want to experience parting anymore.

Murong Chengdu noticed that Chu Lichen was in a trance at the moment, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just quietly stayed by Chu Lichen's side, his body moved slightly so that Chu Lichen could sleep more comfortably.Murong Chengdu looked extremely gentle, stroking the back of the person in his arms.The two stayed in this position for a long time, Chu Lichen took a deep breath, and seemed to calm down the uneasy emotions.

Murong Chengdu couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Chu Lichen's forehead pitifully, "It's not yet dawn, go on sleeping."

Chu Lichen lay in Murong Chengdu's arms, and after recovering his calm expression, he fell asleep again not long after.

The second half of the night was surprisingly peaceful, Chu Lichen didn't dream about anything, and slept soundly until dawn.

In the early morning of early autumn, the rustling breeze slapped the window casement, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up and fluttered in the air.

Murong Cheng couldn't sleep all night, and he woke up before dawn. He sat on the side of the bed and his gaze was as bright as the sun. What would Chen'er want for breakfast today?"

Chu Lichen blinked his beautiful eyes, adjusted his emotions, and said calmly, "A bowl of preserved egg porridge is fine."

Finding that Chu Lichen was no longer on guard as before, Murong Chengdu couldn't help but smile, "Okay, I'll order someone to prepare."

After washing and changing, Chu Lichen walked to the dining table on his own. He generously sat at the same table with Murong Chengdu, and the two of them agreed very tacitly without mentioning what happened last night.