birth

Fuer didn't know how long he had been waiting for him in the room. At this moment, he was propping his head on his hands, and closed his eyes because of sleepiness, but his eyelashes were still trembling uncomfortably.

Xu Jia couldn't help but lighten his steps, and moved in front of Fu Er bit by bit.

From his point of view, Fuer's whole body seems to be coated with a layer of light, and the curvature has softened a lot, making people feel easy to bully.Xu Jia's mind went blank, he raised his hand uncontrollably, and had the urge to scrape Fuer's right cheek lightly.

When the distance was less than half an inch, Fuer seemed to sense someone approaching, and opened his eyes in a daze.

It was only then that Xu Jia realized what he was doing, but he was dazed for a moment, then calmly withdrew his hand, and asked with a smile, "Brother came to see me, what's the matter?"

Fu'er's eyes slowly moved upwards and landed on Xu Jia's face, "I...I want to drink with you."

drink wine?Xu Jia raised his eyebrows, smiled and said nothing, just pulled the chair beside him and sat down, resting his chin with one hand, "What did Zhou Shun tell you?"

Fule's eyes widened in surprise, as if wondering how he would know.Then he lowered his gaze, "...um."

Xu Jia, "What did you say?"

Fuer, "..."

What did you say?

In fact, he took the initiative to ask Zhou Shun, what should he do if there is something he can't say?

Zhou Shun told him, man, he can talk so much that he can't even have a pair of underwear left when he is drunk, so there is no embarrassment at that time.

Fu Er felt that what he said was reasonable, so he held the altar of wine and waited for Xu Jia to return to the palace, ready to talk about life philosophy with this younger brother, and then explain it well, but Xu Jia went out for a whole day, and he Didn't even touch his shadow.But Fuer felt that after passing this village, he might not have the courage tomorrow, so he waited for him in his room, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep while waiting.

But how could he say this to Xu Jia, Fu Er just lowered his head in silence, unconsciously scratching the wine jar with his hand.

Xu Jia saw that he was silent, and his eyes fell on the wine jar in his arms, thinking in his heart, it must be Zhou Shun who just saw his absent-minded appearance on the street and said something to Fu Er on his own initiative.Xu Jia laughed, his lowered eyebrows inadvertently revealed tenderness and a little tiredness, he gently held Fu'er's hand, "Don't pick it, it will break if you pick it again."

Fu'er followed his arm and raised his head, his eyes fell on his face, "Xu Jia, are you... very tired today?"

Xu Jia withdrew her hand and didn't answer his words, but only comforted him, "That man Zhou Shun has no clue what he says, you don't have to take what he said seriously. If he comes to ask you to say something again in the future, you don't have to worry about him. Just let him come to me." "No..." Fuer, "I asked him on my own initiative..."

Xu Jia was surprised, "You asked him? What did you ask him?"

Hearing this, Fu'er became awkward and refused to speak. You can't tell him that I want to coax you but you can't hold back your face, right?

Suddenly, the wine jar in his arms was taken away, Xu Jia saw that he was still in a daze, and said amusedly, "Don't you want to drink?"

As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Xu Jia raised his eyes and asked, "Where did this wine come from?"

Fuer drank like a little squirrel, this was his first time drinking, so he was a little nervous, so he replied casually, "It was given by King Ming who came to visit a few days ago."

Xu Jia's eyes froze, and at the same time he smiled and said "hmm".King Ming?Isn't it the eldest grandson Yan Ming?

The eldest grandson Yanming actually visited him when he was sick, so should he take some time off to pay a visit to King Ming?

"Ming Wang also sent a lot of scripts, I kept telling you when you were unconscious." Fu Er seemed to be a little drunk, and he spoke with a bit of a tongue, which seemed even more bullying.He put his hands neatly on the table, tilted his head, seemed a little sad, "Don't you remember?" Xu Jia didn't notice that he was drunk, and was still in a daze in his own thoughts, and replied casually ,"Can not remember."

When Xu Jia noticed the abnormal silence over there, Fu Er had already turned his head away from him.Xu Jia thought he was falling asleep, sighed and put down the wine bowl, is he still drinking?How long have you been drinking this time?Sure enough, you can't think highly of him, this brother is always deceiving.

Xu Jia wanted to send him back to the room, but Fuer dodged his hand abruptly. He laughed silently, "Aren't you asleep?"

Fuer still turned his head and ignored him.

Xu Jia suddenly became playful, pulled the bench and sat down, poked Fuer's waist with his index finger, "You still don't care about him?"

It was as if he had pressed some kind of switch when he poked, and Fu suddenly sat up straight and turned around to stare at him.Xu Jia originally wanted to tease him again, but seeing that Fu Er's eyes were red, his grievance was almost overflowing, Xu Jia immediately fell silent, and sat on the spot in a daze.

This was the first time Xu Jia saw Fu Er crying, and it shocked him even more than the first time Fu Er lost his temper at him.how to say?When Fuer lost his temper at him that time, besides being surprised, he was even a little happy; but this time seeing Fuer's red eyes, he only had a feeling of soreness in his heart, and he subconsciously She wanted to reach out her hand to wipe his eye sockets, and wanted to softly coax him to "stop crying", but was hit by Fuer on the back of his hand with a "slap".

Xu Jia was not annoyed either, that hand froze in mid-air, because of Fu Er's refusal he didn't dare to step forward, but he didn't take it back either.He couldn't help but start to think about his words and deeds. Could it be that he has offended him again?What did Fu Er tell him just now... yes, what script?

Xu Jia asked tentatively, "Are you angry because I said I didn't remember?"

Fuer pursed his lips and said nothing, as if he had acquiesced to his words.

"No..." Xu Jia brushed his forehead hair with his hands, and smiled helplessly, "Your brother is too unreasonable, didn't I faint at that time?" How could I remember?

"It's your fault, not mine; it's because you don't remember, and it's not because I didn't tell you." Fuer lowered his head again while talking, "Anyway, you don't remember..."

You little wolf cub, you don’t remember who pulled you out of the mud; you don’t remember who used spiritual power to dredge your tendons every day; you don’t remember who stayed by your bed day and night when you were sick; Remember the things you said; don't remember what we went through together.

A few days ago, he was calling his brother sweetly, but these days he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

The more Fu Er thought about it, the more wronged he became, big tears dripped down on the back of his fair hand.

Xu Jia's throat rolled up and down, only to feel that the tears in the palm of his hand were astonishingly hot, and he said with some difficulty, "Don't cry."

At that moment, all vigilance and inability were left behind by him. On this night when even the moon was hidden, he succumbed to his instinct, stretched out his hand, and hugged his longing and delusion tightly. .

The next day, due to the hangover, Fuer felt unbearable headaches, and his limbs were limp. He moved his body a little, and protested against him as if his whole body was about to fall apart. Not only that, but he also felt that his eyes were astringent and sore, and he couldn't help himself when he looked in the mirror. I know, it's swollen all over.

Did he... cry last night?

Fuer sat on the stool in a daze, startled by his own thoughts, he covered his face with his hands in annoyance, now he was all right, not only was he so drunk that he was unconscious, but he also forgot what happened last night Erjing, so did he really say what he wanted to say?He won't... cry while talking, right?Fuer took a deep breath, and his whole body was hit terribly.

If that's the case...that's too embarrassing for my wife!

It is said that people will become emotional after drinking alcohol, and it seems that it is true, so it is better not to drink alcohol in the future.

After a long time of psychological training, Fu Er stepped out of the door, and before reaching the hall, he met Xu Jia who was about to go out.Immediately, the pace of the two stopped at the same time, their eyes met, and there was an awkward and delicate atmosphere.

Fuer spoke first, "Thank you for taking me back to my room yesterday." He scratched his head embarrassingly, "I don't know that I drink so badly. Although I don't remember what happened last night, I should add it to you." It must be a lot of trouble." "No." Xu Jia smiled at him, "I was also drunk last night, and it was Zhou Shun who sent you back to the room."

Fu Er was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes naturally fell on Zhou Shun who was behind him, "Then... thank you, Eunuch Zhou."

Zhou Shun glanced at Xu Jia in disbelief, and then bowed to Fu Er with his usual expression, "Your Prime Minister, you are welcome, it is a servant's duty."

Xu Jia, "If brother has nothing else to do, then I'll take my leave first."

Fuer's throat choked, "Yeah."

Xu Jia brushed past him, and not even the sound of footsteps could be heard after a while.

Fuer thought bitterly, so last night... he screwed up again, didn't he?

As soon as he left the East Palace, Xu Jia's footsteps stopped and stopped on the spot, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist.

He admitted that he was scared.

The uncontrollable hug yesterday made him clearly aware of his feelings for Fuer.

But what followed was endless panic.

He has never liked anyone, let alone liking, he has never had any emotion for anyone or anything, and it is precisely because of this, precisely because he has no emotion, precisely because he has no desire for love, nor It is precisely because there are only desires and ambitions in his heart that he can survive in this troubled world when his father does not love his mother.

For a long time, feelings have been an experience that Xu Jia has never had and never wanted to have. To him, feelings mean fetters, fetters mean failure, and failure means... Everything he has worked so hard to live until now has become a reality. In vain.

So when he realized this liking, his first thought was to destroy it.

He doesn't need it, let alone wants it.

He comforted himself and thought, even if he liked it, he probably didn't like it much, otherwise how could he shamelessly and despicably ask Fuer about the situation of the Wangshuo sect when he was drunk? There are a thousand pieces of evidence to prove that I don't like Fuer that much - he is still the little wolf cub who is free in spite of his hypocrisy.

He recalled the conversation from last night.

"Brother, why did you say a few days ago that you are no longer a disciple of the Wangshuo Sect?"

"Because I was driven down the mountain by..."

"why?"

"Did something wrong."

"Then... brother, do you want to go back?"

Fu Er hugged the wine jar and shook his head, "I can't go back."

"Why can't you go back?"

"I..." Fu Er had a sore nose, but did not shed tears, "I can't see Qingshi Mountain anymore." I can't see Qingshi Mountain anymore, I can't see my home anymore.

"Then why did the Wangshuo sect hide?"

Hearing this, Fu'er immediately pursed his mouth tightly, covered it with his mouth, and slowly shook his head at Xu Jia.

Fu Er's reaction made Xu Jia more sure of his guess, "Is there... something hidden?"

Xu Jia came back to his senses, and walked towards the Chaotang with big strides.

Hidden...something that can only be found out with a false command.

He really had to sit on this throne.

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