On how abusive essays become sweet essays

"Think about it, and you will have no regrets."

The withered leaves in the courtyard fell to the ground, and there was a chessboard on the stone table in the gazebo. Yan Man and Su Bianyi sat opposite each other and played chess. Most of the chessboards were black pieces.

Su Bianyi stared at the situation above, pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while, he picked up the white piece and dropped it, then said: "It's because I'm not good at chess, I lost."

"Bian Yi, Bian Yi, you owe me another promise." Yan Man pursed his lips and smiled.

Su Bianyi sighed, and picked up all the white pieces.

At this time, a servant came over: "Master, sister Mingya who is beside the old lady has come and said that the old lady wants to see you."

The smile on Yan Man's lips remained unchanged, he waved his hand, and said yes.

After the servant left, Su Bianyi's lips moved: "Old lady..."

Yan Man asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Su Bianyi: "This is wrong."

After all, the old lady didn't say she wanted to see him.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yan Man could see the word "want to go" written on his face.

Su Bianyi was curious about some things, but he didn't like to ask them, and Yan Man never mentioned them, they were all about Yan Man's past, maybe it wasn't a good thing, this curiosity could only be kept in his heart.

The old lady's condition is getting worse day by day, and now she can't even get out of bed, she seems to be suffering from hysteria, and sometimes she has to take out some old objects from the drawer, such as cloth tiger rattle, and hold them at hand to feel at ease.

The doors and windows in the room are closed, and the wooden bed exudes a unique smell of old people's decay. The old lady, who has always cared about her face, has disheveled hair and silver-white hair. She is sitting on the head of the bed with pale lips. It's empty-eyed.

The door opened, and the servant girl outside came to report, and whispered that the city lord had arrived.

The old lady's eyes moved, and she regained her composure.

"Old madam." The male voice was as deep and magnetic as ever, but for the first time he didn't call her "mother".

The old lady raised her eyes, her face was full of wrinkles, and she had lost a lot of weight during this time. He looked at Yan Man's face full of spring breeze, and his eyes fell on the slender Su Bianyi behind him.

Su Bianyi caught her gaze, lowered his eyes, and called "Old Madam".

The old lady returned her eyes to Yan Man, "Everyone go down... No, Mingya stays."

Yan Man let out a low laugh.

What he wanted to do, what could a servant girl do to him, what he was looking for was just psychological comfort, it seemed that the old lady was really dying, and she was not even clear-headed.

"Yan Man, what exactly do you want to do?" The old lady didn't maintain her kindness and filial piety anymore, she gritted her teeth, "What do you want to do?!"

"how do I say this?"

Su Bianyi's leg was still not healed, so Yan Man let him sit aside.

The old lady pointed at him with trembling fingers: "How dare you... how dare people criticize Brother Ye, you will be punished!"

Yan's face remained unchanged, "What are you complaining about?"

The old lady tilted her head and coughed, and the maid hurriedly stepped forward and patted her on the back.

"I told you once, don't move if you shouldn't." Yan Man said slowly, "It's the end, you want to leave cleanly, how can it be so easy-not only your brother Ye, you once Everything you have done, the dancer concubine who killed you, you calculated, what you want, I just want you to fetch water from a bamboo basket."

He didn't know if the old lady had felt guilty in the past few years, but she worshiped the Buddha day and night, and she must be terrified in her heart. He just wanted her to live, and her life would be a joke.

The old lady couldn't stop coughing.

Yan Man got up and left with Su Bianyi, the coughing sound behind him was completely covered by the door.

"Yan Man." Su Bianyi lowered his hand and held his cold fingertips.

Yan Man paused for a moment: "Leg hurts?"

Su Bianyi paused, nodded and said, "A little bit."

Yan Man knelt down: "Carry you back."

Su Bianyi looked around, there was no servant girl following him, just as he was about to lie down, footsteps and shouts suddenly came from behind him.

"Master, master—"

Su Bianyi was so frightened that his heart trembled, he swayed, and fell to the ground. His flustered hands rested on Yan Man's back shoulders, and he was ready to fall to the ground. The next moment, his forehead hit the ground. A little hard on the chest.

Behind them, the servant's voice stopped abruptly. Seeing the scene in front of him, he suddenly turned his back and said, "Master, Mr. Su's medicine is ready, don't delay the time."

Su Bianyi buried his head in Yan Man's chest, without making a sound, stiff as a lifeless corpse, Yan Man raised his hand to clasp the back of his neck.

"In broad daylight, is the young master going to take off my clothes?" He whispered next to his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly.

Su Bianyi loosened his grip on the lapel of his shirt.

Yan Man: "It's time to drink the medicine."

Su Bianyi: "...Oh."

The two went back to the yard, Su Bianyi only felt that he was ashamed just now, not in front of the servant, but in front of Yan Man, and Yan Man was in front of him, he threw him to the ground.

After he finished drinking the medicine, he put the bowl by his hand, and Yan Man gave him a candied fruit. When he opened his mouth to eat, his lower lip was pressed by Yan Man's fingertips, and his warm fingertips carried a soft force.

"Is it sweet?" Yan Man asked him.

Su Bianyi nodded with red earlobes, "Sweet."

Sweet from the mouth to the heart.

This leg injury took a long time to recover from summer to autumn.

In October, Su Bianyi got married to a senior brother in Liyuan. The senior brother now opened a shop, selling handicrafts, and would no longer sing operas in the future. The woman he married was a lady from a rich family. It was said that it was love at first sight. , it is not easy for the two of them to go halfway.

The wedding day was lively and lively, the welcoming team with gongs and drums reminded Su Bianyi of the day he married Yan Man.

Whether that day was as lively as it is now? His consciousness was fuzzy that day, and many people didn't know it. It seemed that he didn't visit the hall.

Yan Man came with Su Bianyi, accompanied him to send congratulatory gifts, and left after sitting for a while. Everyone was tense when he was there, and as soon as he left, someone wanted to come and talk to Su Bianyi, but every time Facing Su Bianyi's gaze behind him like a gatekeeper, he flinched.

The sky darkened, the sky was filled with stars, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were blown by the wind, and the petals and leaves trembled slightly, as delicate as if they had been frozen.

Candles were burning in the room, and Yan Man was half lying on the couch, holding a play book in his hand, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Xu time, master." The servant replied.

"It's Xu time..." Yan Man said something, but didn't continue.

After another incense stick, the servants outside the courtyard ran across the courtyard path and knocked on the door to report: "Master, Mr. Su is back."

Yan Man put down the script and stood up, "Where did he go?"

"I went to your yard." The servant bowed his head and said.

Yan Man raised his foot to step over the threshold, and then heard a human voice: "Young Master Su seems to be drunk."

-

The room was pitch black, and the servants were guarding the outside, the door was closed, and they were sitting on the steps at the door talking.

"What's wrong with Mr. Su?"

"I don't know. As soon as we come back, we will close the door and not let us enter the house."

"The master won't blame me."

"Don't worry, you'll blame me if you stop me. Mr. Su can enter Master's house whenever he wants. Brother Dog, you and Mr. Su went to see the marriage. Isn't it so lively?"

Wei Xiu stood at the door with his arms folded and said, "I didn't notice."

A figure appeared at the door, and the servants sitting on the steps hurriedly got up and saluted. Yan Man waved his hand and let them go down. It's like demolishing a house.

Yan Man lit the oil lamp, and there was a ray of candle light in the room.

The rummaging of things hadn't stopped, he looked over and saw the clothes and jewelry scattered on the ground in front of the cabinet, Su Bianyi squatted by the side, groping one by one.

Afterwards, he seemed to realize that there was someone more in here, he raised his head to look over, saw the candle flame, and there was no movement.

Yan Man walked over, knelt down and looked him up, smelling the smell of alcohol on his body, he asked, "What are you looking for?"

Su Bianyi looked at him, blinked, there was a reflection of the candle in his pupils, and he said, "I can't find it."

"What can't be found?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi: "My clothes."

Yan Man glanced at the clothes on the ground, there were his and Su Bianyi's, he picked up one, flipped it over, and put it in front of Su Bianyi, "Here are your clothes."

Su Bianyi turned her head to look at him from behind the clothes: "It's not this one."

Yan Man threw his clothes aside and said, "Get up first."

Su Bianyi looked at him eagerly, Yan Man stretched out his hand, and he put his hand on Yan Man's and stood up.

"How much did you drink?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi compared his hands: "A little bit."

Yan Man raised his hand and held his hand in it.

"I'm not drunk." Su Bianyi said, his eyes still looked clear, but there was a hint of sluggishness.

Yan Man turned around and wanted to ask his servants to fetch water, but Su Bianyi hugged his waist from behind and whispered softly: "It's gone."

Yan Man turned around and asked him what was missing. He said clothes, and Yan Man asked what clothes he was missing.

"Did you forget?" Su Bianyi looked at him and asked.

Yan Man raised his eyebrows, he gave Su Bianyi a lot of clothes, but he didn't know which clothes he was talking about.

"We're going to get married." Su Bianyi tugged at the hem of his clothes, with grievance and anger in his eyes, "How could you lose your clothes!"

This time Yan Man sort of guessed what clothes he was talking about.

But this dear, they have already formed.

The candlelight shone on Yan Man's face, leaving half a shadow on the other side of the bridge of his nose. With a smile in his downcast eyes, he pursed his thin lips lightly and said, "I'll look for it for you."

"Then hurry up." Su Bianyi let go of him.

"Okay, I'll hurry up." Yan Man said.

Back then, he let his servants keep the wedding dress, so he knew where he put it. He rummaged through the closet, and then rummaged in another box, and found the wedding dress. I left it casually, I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would take it out.

"Look, is it this?" Yan Man turned around, with a hint of coaxing in his tone that he didn't even realize.

Su Bianyi's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

He raised his hands to untie his clothes, wanting to change them on, but Yan Man didn't stop him, just watched from the side, seeing that he was clumsy and couldn't untie them for a long time, so he gave his hand.

Looking back on that day, he seemed to be somewhat unable to remember what Su Bianyi looked like in this dress, but he only remembered that his eyes were good-looking at that time, they were pleasing to the eye.

Su Bianyi put on a red robe and a girdle. His chest was flat and his waist was thin. He stood up straight like a green pine, like a young boy with handsome features and delicate features. He lowered his head and straightened his skirt , because there was an unevenness in one place, his brows began to wrinkle.

"Come here." Yan Man said.

Su Bianyi looked up, stared at Yan Man for a moment, then walked over, Yan Man helped him smooth the skirt of his clothes, Su Bianyi looked at Yan Man's clothes strangely.

"What about yours?" he asked. "Why don't you wear them?"

"You can just wear it." Yan Man pursed his lips and adjusted his clothes with lowered eyes.

Su Bianyi said: "You have to wear it too, we..."

Yan Man lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, Su Bianyi suddenly became hoarse.

"It's so beautiful." Yan Man said, "You look so beautiful in this wedding dress."

"Did... really look good?" Su Bianyi's words were a little unclear.

"It's pretty." Yan Man said.

Su Bianyi only felt a little dizzy. When he changed his clothes just now, he was still a little cold, but now he was a little hot, his mind was fuzzy, and he remembered that he must have been drugged. His Adam's apple twitched, and he looked at Yan Man with hot eyes.

Yan Man's determined eyes were deep and bottomless at the moment, making people feel hot.

The two eyes met, Yan Man hooked Su Bianyi's chin, lowered his head and kissed his lips, biting his lower lip lightly, as if flirting, Su Bianyi poked out the tip of his tongue to lick again.

When they left panting, Su Bian said, "I... I was drugged."

Yan Man paused and looked at his face blushing, "Who gave you the medicine?"

Su Bianyi thought for a while, "I can't say it, if I say it...the Liyuan will be finished..."

He spoke incoherently, Yan Man touched his face, "Why is it so hot? Could it be that he got sick from the cold wind?"

Su Bianyi pressed his face against his palm, "No."

"Since we are married, we need a bridal chamber." Yan Man said, "Are you willing?"

Su Bianyi nodded her head, not knowing what she agreed to, she just said "yes".

Yan Man sighed: "It's easier to bully if you drink too much."

"I'm not easy to bully." Su Bianyi retorted.

Yan Man ignored his rebuttal, pulled him closer and lowered his head to kiss his lips, feeling the contours of his lips, the soft touch, and the taste of beautiful lips.

The air seemed to be hot and humid due to the heat of breathing, attacking the skin inch by inch, so hot that a thin layer of sweat emerged from Yan's forehead.

Su Bianyi sat on the table, leaned back, supported the table with one hand, panted lightly with her head up, her hair was messy and scattered on the red dress on her shoulders, and held Yan Man with the other hand, inside the wedding dress was white obscene clothes , red and white intertwined.

When Yan Man kissed his earlobe, he trembled, hugged his shoulders tightly, and pulled his clothes until they were crumpled.

"Are you happy on your wedding night?" Yan Man's hoarse voice whispered in his ear.

"Happiness—" Su Bianyi murmured.

"That's good." Yan Man put his arms around his waist and straightened up, suddenly vacated so that Su Bianyi hugged Yan Man tightly.

The bead curtains collided and made a crisp sound.

……

……

The next day, when Su Bianyi opened his eyes, his whole body was sore and his eyes felt swollen. The soreness when he opened his eyes made his eyes moist.

As soon as he moved, the soreness all over his body dissipated.

Su Bianyi changed from lying sideways on the bed to lying flat on the bed, and the hands on his waist dropped. He turned his head and met Yan Man's smiling eyes.

Su Bianyi: "..."

"How did you sleep last night?" Yan Man asked with a smile.

Su Bianyi: "I..."

Certain images flashed across his mind, he turned his head to look, and saw the bright red clothes underneath through the gap in the bed curtain.

"Bian Yi pestered me last night..." Before Yan Man could finish his words, Su Bian Yi raised his hand to cover his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Bianyi's voice tightened.

"Nonsense?" Yan Man pulled down his wrist, kissed his wrist bone, and said, "I'm not talking nonsense."

Su Bianyi saw the dots of red marks on the inside of his wrist, and his face flushed instantly. The speed surprised Yan Man. Su Bianyi pulled the quilt over to cover his face, only showing a pair of eyes to look at him.

"Did you enjoy your wedding night?" Yan Man asked him.

Su Bianyi: "You are not allowed to mention it."

Yan Man: "You lost your temper with me last night, and you forgot?"

Su Bianyi was silent for a while, then threw herself on him: "Yan Lang..."

"Okay, okay, I won't mention it." Yan Man said with a smile.

-

In early winter, the old lady died of illness.

The weather was fine that day, and the day was a bit cold. It was an ordinary day. The old lady didn't come up in the middle of the night, and she was discovered by the maid the next morning.

Fuchu organizes the funeral, which coincides with the scene in Su Bianyi's dream.

That day he stayed by Yan Man's side all the time, and Yan Man mistakenly thought that Su Bian was afraid that he would be sad, so he told him something about his childhood.

He once lived with his mother outside for a period of time, and then one day, his mother disappeared.When the old lady picked him up, she seemed to love him in every possible way, but his son would often bully him. Seeing that he eats well and uses well, he is already ready for his son to inherit his father's career. in the eyes.

Later, the poisoning was discovered——

This was actually one by one matching the scene in Su Bianyi's dream.

One night a few days after this incident, Su Bianyi woke up in the middle of the night and shook Yan Man awake.

There was no candle in the room, and the light was dim. Yan Man opened his eyes drowsily, Su Bianyi's black hair fell on his face, and he called Yan Man softly.

Yan Man sat up: "What's wrong?"

Su Bianyi asked: "Are you happy to see me?"

Yan Man: "?"

He stretched out his hand to press Su Bianyi on his chest, without thinking much, his voice was hoarse after waking up: "Happy, I am happy."

After getting the answer, Su Bian fell asleep contentedly, but Yan Man became more and more awake as he slept.

It's cold at night, Su Bianyi likes to rub against his arms when he's not asleep, and sleeps peacefully, but after he wakes Yan Man up, he starts to rub against him restlessly again.

Yan Man restrained his waist, pressed against his back shoulder, and said: "If you move again, I won't sleep tonight."

Su Bianyi remained motionless like a frightened rabbit.

After a while, he whispered again: "Yan Man?"

No one answered him, he murmured: "Don't sleep tonight."

Yan Man's arms around his waist tightened, and his breath fell on his ears: "I can hear it."

-

It is cold in winter, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street. Recently, Su Bianyi accidentally picked up a little beggar and returned to the Liyuan. The little beggar was poor. He served tea and poured water in the Liyuan for a while. He has a good voice, looks good when he's clean, has a temperament similar to Su Bianyi's, and is resilient, so he stayed.

Maybe it was because Su Bianyi picked him up, he was very clingy to Su Bianyi, Yan Man found that kid very unpleasant.

The little beggar was thirteen or fourteen years old, washed and put on gray coarse linen clothes, and served the tea on the second floor, "The city lord will take it slow."

Yan Man stopped him.

"What is the order of the city lord?" he asked.

Yan Man asked him to raise his head, and he raised his head. His face was handsome, and the undeveloped facial features were a little childish, and some injuries on the earlobes were still not healed.

"How old is it?" Yan Man asked him.

"After this year, I will be fourteen."

"Fourteen, it's not young, it's clean, it doesn't look like a beggar."

"My parents used to do business in the East City, and they ended up here because of some...accidents." He expressed gratitude in his words, "Thanks to Mr. Su's pity, I have a warm meal."

Yan Man waved him away.

Outside the door, the little beggar just turned the corner when he saw Su Bianyi. He bowed his head and saluted, "Mr. Su."

"Why are you here?" Su Bianyi asked softly.

"The city lord called me to change the pot of hot tea."

Su Bianyi paused when he heard the words, little beggars usually only stay downstairs, if Yan Man hadn't specifically ordered them, they probably wouldn't come up to serve them.

He always felt that his face was familiar, but after looking at it for a long time, he realized that his eyebrows and eyes were three to four points like his former senior brother Su Fengren, not very similar, only a little similar.

"Go down first." Su Bianyi said.

"Yes." The little beggar turned sideways, let him go first, and hurried down the stairs.

Su Bianyi pushed open the door and saw Yan Man sitting inside the door. He seemed to be dressed thinly, as if he wouldn't be cold. He was sitting by the window, and there was no one waiting beside him.

He walked over and sat opposite, "It's cold outside, go back earlier."

"No problem." Yan Man said, "It's been a long time since I've been here, but this pear garden is still as lively as ever."

Su Bianyi blew on his hands and said with a smile, "How warm you are."

"Cold hands?" Yan Man noticed and asked.

Su Bianyi said: "Turn around outside, there is some wind blowing, I'm afraid it will snow in a few days."

It's been frosting outside these mornings.

Yan Man's hand had just touched the hot tea, it was warm, he stretched out his hand and asked Su Bianyi to give it to him, Su Bianyi put his hand on his palm, rubbed it back and forth until it became warm.

His hands are fair and slender, not as soft as a woman's, but not as hard as Yan Man's, Yan Man likes to pinch his hands very much.He knew it, and followed Yan Man's hand, and sometimes stretched his hand into Yan Man's palm to make trouble for him.

"What do you think of Thirteen?" Su Bian asked carelessly.

Thirteen was the nickname of the little beggar just now, and everyone in the Liyuan called him that.

Yan Man laughed inexplicably: "Why do you ask me like that?"

"Ask casually." Su Bianyi said.

Yan Man pondered for a moment, then said, "Not bad."

Su Bianyi: "It's... gone?"

"You want to hear what I have to say?" Yan Man asked him back.

Su Bianyi stopped talking, his hand was still on Yan Man's palm, and when he pulled back the finger that Yan Man grabbed, Yan Man pulled him to his side, sat on his lap, and held his hand. waist.

She wears thick clothes in winter, but even so, she can still feel Su Bianyi's slender waist.

"Don't mess around." Su Bianyi said without prestige, but it sounded like he was about to welcome and refuse.

"How can it be considered nonsense?" Yan Man asked him, feeling a little chill on his shoulders, and wondered if it was because he went out to have a wind and didn't put on a cloak.

Su Bian moved a few times, and accidentally knocked over the teacup and teapot on the table. The tea soaked the clothes of the two of them. Although the area is not very large, when the tea cools down, it will be cold.

"You have caused trouble." Yan Man sighed in his ear, "Bian Yi, you have caused trouble."

Su Bianyi listened to his tone, as if he had done something bad, which made people panic. He took his sleeve to wipe Yan Man's clothes, but Yan Man stopped him.

"I... I'll wipe it for you." Su Bianyi said.

Yan Man said, "I can't wipe it off."

Su Bianyi raised his head and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"What do you say?" Yan Man said, "Since you have caused trouble, you will be punished."

What is this punishment, before Su Bianyi asked, he pinched his chin and kissed him. He leaned back, and Yan Man wrapped his arms around his waist, making him sit on his lap and couldn't move.

When Su Bianyi's clothes were messed up, there was a knock on the door.

"City Lord." The little thirteen was outside the door.

Su Bianyi's throat tightened, and he hurriedly pushed Yan Man's shoulder, but Yan Man didn't let go of him, and Yan Man's elbow hit the table while pushing, and the cup that had already fallen on the table rolled around several times and fell on the ground. There was a crisp sound on the ground.

The sound seemed to hit Su Bianyi's nerves, like when he saw a natural enemy, his whole body tensed up, he turned his head to avoid his kiss and panted.

"City lord?" Thirteen asked in doubt outside the door.

Yan Man grabbed Su Bianyi's chin, kissed his fair and smooth face, and said, "It's nothing, what's the matter?"

"Master asked me to ask, can the city lord stay overnight tonight? It's windy outside, and it's probably going to rain later," Thirteen said.

Yan Man: "That would be a lot of trouble."

"Don't bother, Shisan will go down first."

Yan Man responded.

Su Bianyi breathed a sigh of relief when the footsteps outside went away.

"Afraid of what?" Yan Man said, "Afraid that he sees you like this, or that he knows we are doing something shameful?"

Su Bianyi heard him say "shameful" so bluntly, and said in a low voice: "You also know that you are shameful, and you still scare me like this."

"Without me, who would dare to come in." Yan Man said.

Su Bianyi leaned on his shoulder and didn't say a word, although just now... But I have to say, that kiss made him feel very good.

Thirteen was right. Not long after, it began to rain outside the window. The rain was heavy and mixed with a cold wind. The doors and windows had to be closed tightly, otherwise a gust of wind would blow in with the rain.

Master Su prepared a guest room for them, and brought warm meals in the evening. After eating, Su Bianyi was called away by Master Su. It was not too late at night, and Yan Man walked around.

At the corner of the corridor, he collided directly with another thin figure. The man was knocked back a few steps, but fortunately his foot was steady and he didn't fall to the ground.

After Yan Man saw it clearly, he found that the man was Thirteen, and all the things he was holding were scattered on the ground, so he quickly squatted down to pick them up, and confessed to Yan Man.

Yan Man said it was all right, and asked him what he was holding in his hand.

"This is something that the young master left here before, and the master asked me to take it to the young master's room." Thirteen said.

Yan Man glanced twice, and saw a familiar porcelain bottle, he put the lid on, "I'll just keep it, you go back first."

"Yes." Ten went down.

Yan Man hugged the box and watched the night view from the corridor.

He didn't like rainy nights very much in the past, the damp and stuffy breath, the noisy patter of rain, and the lightning and thunder he hated most, but he didn't bother him so much today.

After standing for a cup of tea, footsteps came from the corridor again, Su Bianyi came back, and he paused when he saw Yan Man standing on the corridor.

"Why are you outside?" he asked.

Yan Man gave him the box in his hand, "Thirteen brought it for you."

"Thirteen for me?" Su Bianyi took it in doubt, opened it, and saw that there were some small things of his inside, and a porcelain bottle, which was given to him by the master last time he came here, but he didn't have time to bring it. go.

He closed the box with a "snap", opened his mouth, looked shy and timid, his eyes seemed to seduce someone, and he asked, "Have you seen it?"

"Just now the thing fell out, so I saw it." Yan Man said, "The relationship between you and that thirteen is really good, it's nothing more than sticking together every day, and I specially sent it to you."

Su Bianyi was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Are you... are you eating?"

Yan Man laughed angrily: "Do you still have me in your eyes?"

"Yes." Su Bianyi swept away all the messy thoughts before, pursed his lips and smiled, pulled Yan Man's sleeves, and said, "There is no sticking together every day."

Yan Man: "I don't know who was the person who ran here every day."

Su Bianyi coaxed softly: "I have something important to do, not for him."

"When I go back every day, I still talk about that little beggar, saying how pitiful he is." Yan Man said again.

Su Bianyi: "He is really pitiful."

Yan Man: "Why don't you take pity on me, huh?"

Su Bianyi: "Actually..."

He wanted to say that the reason why he took care of Shisan was because Shisan's life experience was similar to his, which reminded him of himself, not for any other purpose.

But before he finished speaking, he heard chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and for some reason, he felt guilty for no reason, and dragged Yan Man into an empty room next to him.

Yan Man didn't struggle, and let him pull him in.

Voices came from outside, gradually approaching.

"The city lord treats me very well. I follow him in everything. He is so free and easy. If he tells me, I'm going to die with envy."

"Come on, no one knows that you two have the best relationship."

"What else did Bian Yi tell you, tell me quickly."

"It's nothing, it means that the city lord is a very good person. Let us not be afraid of him, and don't let us say that he is not good. He will be unhappy when he hears it. You can pay attention in the future."

"Really? Bian Yi's temper is too good, and I was worried that he would be wronged. If you ask me, Feng Ren is really cruel, Bian Yi usually treats him so well..."

"He has received retribution now, and he shouldn't have done that kind of thing back then."

"That's right……"

The voice of speaking gradually faded away.

Su Bianyi was facing the door, a warm body came from behind him, and he moved forward.

"A very good person?" Yan Man asked while looking at his slender neck.

Su Bianyi: "Naturally... he is a very good person."

"No, you're wrong." Yan Man reached out and hugged his waist. Su Bianyi's waist is very thin. Although it's not soft, it's very comfortable to hold. He whispered in his ear, "I'm just being nice to you. .”

These words are tantamount to love words, Su Bianyi's earlobes turned red.

"Yan Man..." Su Bianyi called out in a low voice, and squeezed the box in his hand tightly, "I have something for you."

"What?" Yan Man let go of him.

Su Bianyi took out a concentric knot from his hand, which was made of red rope. Yan Man had seen this in his box just now, but he didn't pay attention to it. The light in the room was dim, and it took him a long time to see what it was.

"Although it's a worthless thing..." Su Bianyi pinched the concentric knot bracelet, his fingertips turned white, looked at Yan Man anxiously, and asked, "Do you want it?"

He looked a little pitiful, he looked like he was about to cry when Yan Man said no, he was so nervous that the naked eye could see it.

After a while, the corners of Yan Man's lips hooked slightly: "You put it on for me."

He stretched out his hand, Su Bianyi bent down and put the box aside, then lowered his head to put it on for him.

"A token of love?" Yan Man asked again.

Su Bianyi lowered his head, his face was blushing, and his tone was sure and solemn: "Well, a token of love."

Yan Man smiled and said, "I will keep it safe."

In this small and dark room, Su Bian cherished the token of love and tied it in Yan Man's hand, and Yan Man also gave him the promise.

It's still raining outside, and I don't know when it will stop.

After a period of time, there was heavy snowfall in the city, and the weather was cold. Every year, porridge was given out in the city. During this time, Yan Man was a little busy, but Su Bianyi had a lot of free time on the other side, but hid in his room every day Don't know what to do.

Yan Man listened to the servants saying that there were often thumping sounds in Su Bianyi's room, and Su Bianyi didn't plan to tell him, so he didn't bother to ask, what Su Bianyi wanted to do, he wouldn't interfere.

However, in the past few days, he had injured his hands for no reason, which taught Yan Man a lesson.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Man went to Su Bianyi's house in the evening, and saw an empty room with a faint woody smell. He stood in the room for a while, and called his servants to ask, Knowing that he was in the kitchen, he turned and went to the kitchen.

It is very cold outside, the ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, and there are still small snowflakes falling in the sky. This winter seems to be colder than previous years.

Yan Man stepped on the snow to the kitchen, it was much warmer inside, he saw Su Bianyi who was kneading dough in the kitchen at a glance, he told everyone in the kitchen to be silent, walked over, Su Bianyi was so focused on his work that he didn't notice.

"Make dumplings?" he asked.

Su Bianyi rolled the skin and said, "Well, we have to eat on New Year's Eve..."

As he was talking, he felt something was wrong, he paused, and turned his head abruptly, there were a few white spots of flour on his face, which was funny, Yan Man raised his hand to wipe it off.

"Why are you here?" Su Bianyi said.

Yan Man: "I couldn't find you, so I came here."

Su Bianyi pursed his lips and smiled, Yan Man rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me do it with you."

"No need." Su Bianyi said, "It will be soon."

"This is a request." Yan Man said, "It's not a request."

Su Bianyi glanced at him, raised her lips uncontrollably, and said "oh".

The two of them stood together to make dumplings. Yan Man made dumplings when he was a child. The first few hands were raw, and the latter made them skillfully and beautifully. The dumplings that looked like ingots were placed on the plate one by one.

The hands of the two touch each other from time to time, and then they will quickly separate. They enjoy this short and distant intimacy.

Su Bianyi put a lot of money into the two dumplings, and Yan Man asked him to wrap more, but he said no, it would not work if there were too many dumplings, Yan Man smiled and let him go.

In the evening, the dumplings they had made were presented to the table. The two sat on the table with candles lit on the table. The orange fire shone on their faces. Su Bianyi filled the dumplings for Yan Man, and Yan Man recognized the two. All the colorful dumplings are in his bowl.

He saw Su Bianyi secretly making a mark.

He wanted to put one in Su Bianyi's bowl, Su Bianyi said: "When it's in your bowl, it's yours."

"You're lying." Yan Man said.

Su Bianyi looked at him with a smile, her clear eyes were bent.

"I've got good luck in the coming year, what will you do?" Yan Man said.

Su Bianyi: "As long as you have it, I don't believe it."

People who clearly said in the kitchen that too many bags won’t work, now they say they don’t believe it.

Yan Man thought for a while, then said with a smile, "You will be my luck in the coming year."

Su Bianyi: "Why..."

He suddenly understood what was going on, his face was flushed, he lowered his head and stuffed a dumpling, his cheeks were bulging, and then suddenly he bit a hard object with his teeth.

He looked at Yan Man, and Yan Man looked at him with his chin resting.

"You are cheating." Su Bianyi took out the hard object and said.

Yan Man: "I'm just learning from you."

After eating this meal, the snow outside the window was heavy, the yard was covered with a layer of silver frost, and the branches and branches were covered with a layer of white snow. It wasn't too dark outside tonight.

Yan Man stood at the window, and the fireworks started to go off in the city again.

Tonight in previous years, he was hosting a banquet, which was very lively. This year, the world of only two people was very quiet, but he felt more fulfilled and warm in his heart than any other time in previous years.

"Yan Man." Su Bianyi walked behind him.

Yan Man turned his head.

Su Bianyi pursed her lips and said, "I have something for you."

"What?" Yan Man asked.

Su Bianyi stretched out his hand, holding a