Fuck you

"Go up." Xinghe said softly after a while, "He's waiting for you up there."

Mingyue Gui replied: "Yes."

But he didn't let go of his fingers.

Xinghe didn't urge him either, and just held him like this.

After a while, Xinghe suddenly heard Mingyuegui call his name softly.The voice was too soft, he couldn't hear clearly, and asked softly, "What?"

There are only two narrow windows on the top floor, and it is so dark that it is difficult to see Mingyuegui's expression clearly.Staring at Mingyuegui's profile, Xinghe's heart skipped a beat.

Because he heard the other party say: "Xinghe, I have something to tell you."

The voice was low, but very solemn, even if it was just a side face whose outline was sunk in shadow, Xinghe still held his breath nervously.

"Huh?" Xinghe heard his voice tremble a little.

I have never seen Mingyuegui like this.

what to say.

Decided to go with Qinghua, don't follow me anymore?

I still don't want to live in my own mansion anymore, I want to go back to Qinghua Mansion.

He subconsciously clenched Ming Yue Gui's cold and thin fingers, and even his breathing began to tremble.

After waiting for a long time, I heard the other party sigh and laugh: "I have something very important to tell you. Wait for me."

After speaking, he pulled out his pinched hand, climbed up the ladder and jumped out of the partition.

Xinghe turned around twice and leaned against the ladder.

He frowned tightly, wanting to strike out with one palm, smashing all the bookshelves on this floor into a pile of wood slag.

After speaking, he pulled out his pinched hand, climbed up the ladder and jumped out of the partition.

Xinghe turned around twice and leaned against the ladder.

He frowned tightly, wanting to strike out with one palm, smashing all the bookshelves and the ceiling on this floor into a pile of wood slag.

Qinghua curled up on the recliner, covering his eyes with one hand.

He didn't move when he heard someone jump up from the partition, but tilted his head slightly tired: "He went back?"

There was no response, just hearing the man walk over gently.

The light in front of Qinghua's eyes dimmed, and he was about to say something again when he suddenly felt stuck.

Qinghua took the hand over his eyes and opened them suddenly.

Under the dark sky, the young man whom he had secretly watched for a long time in a tree was standing behind him, and the background was a vast sky with a faint sunset glow.

He just stared blankly, as if he wanted to engrave every strand of the man's hair into his eyes, the rattan chair swayed with his body, Ming Yuegui hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it, and called softly: "Master .”

Qinghua didn't speak, his Adam's apple slid up and down twice.

Ming Yuegui closed her eyes, then raised her head again, feeling that she would shed tears that shouldn't have flowed if she kept her head down like this.

The terrace was silent for a while, only the sound of the night wind could be heard.

"Master, don't you know your apprentice? Why..." Before he finished speaking, he was already tightly embraced by the other party.

Ming Yuegui sniffed and stepped back against the wall, closing her eyes.

He didn't know when Qinghua got up from the rattan chair and when he came to him. The terrace was too narrow, and half of Qinghua's feet were hanging outside. He hugged Qinghua back, feeling like he hadn't seen him for many years. The thin one can't find where the person is through the clothes.

"Mingyue..." Qinghua's voice was hoarse, as if he had honed his proficiency a thousand times, and he had endured the pain and resentment after waking up from countless midnight dreams for hundreds of years.

He sighed softly, "You're back."

Ming Yuegui wiped her eyes: "I'm back, Master, I'm not leaving."

At this time, the wooden partition behind him was suddenly knocked lightly a few times.

Ming Yuegui was startled, and then remembered that there was a galaxy waiting for him below.

Although Qinghua is only his master, when he thinks of Xinghe, he feels a little guilty when he hugs him. He always feels that if Xinghe sees him, he will definitely misunderstand that he is trying to plot something wrong.

He withdrew from Qinghua's arms with the knock on the door, turned his head and responded: "Go down, don't rush."

"It's Xinghe." Looking back, Ming Yuegui explained, "I want to go down to the Nine Heavens with him, it may take a while, so I thought of saying goodbye to Master."

Qinghua pulled at the small creases on his clothes, and finally smiled a little on his pale face: "It's good to be back."

Mingyuegui also laughed: "Well, master, how have you been all these years?"

The wooden partition was knocked three more times.

Mingyue Gui paused, Xindao Xinghe was in such a hurry, he didn't have half a cup of tea when he came up.

Qinghua didn't expect Mingyue to come back to find him, and wanted to take him back to Qinghua Mansion to have a good chat, but seeing Xinghe's urgent urging, he had no choice but to let him go: "I'm fine, go if you have something to do."

As he spoke, he spread out his left hand, and swung his right hand horizontally from above, and a long black sword appeared in his palm.

Ming Yuegui's eyes widened in surprise: "This..." He hasn't said that he wants to take the "things" away yet.

Qinghua smiled: "I've been saving it for you, and I'll return it to you when you come back. Finally..."

He didn't say any more, just patted Mingyuegui on the shoulder: "Let's go, come back and find me in Qinghua Mansion."

Mingyuegui squeezed the sword tassel, looked at Qinghua: "Master, take care."

Then he returned to the Library Pavilion before Xinghe knocked on the wooden partition for the third time.

"What did you say?" Xinghe's voice sounded muffled, perhaps because of the enclosed space.

"I didn't say anything." After hearing her own voice, Mingyuegui felt a little dull.

"Then why haven't you come down for so long?" Xinghe walked down the stairs first, thought for a while, and flew into the air while supporting the railing, "Fly down."

Mingyuegui jumped out directly: "It's been so long? You knocked me down after I said ten words."

Xinghe doesn't like him jumping up and down all of a sudden, like a monkey, so he always wants to subconsciously reach out to catch it: "Let's go, fly away from me, don't come so close!"

Mingyue Gui didn't understand the source of this person's unhappiness, so she twisted her hair around her fingertips and followed slowly.

Heart said: "Sick!!!!"

Qinghua stood on the terrace, every time Mingyuegui's back disappeared from the shadows of the trees and reappeared, he took a sip of wine down his throat with a jug.

The wine is fragrant, and somehow it becomes spicy and choking when it flows into the stomach.

After reuniting after a long absence, the other party is no longer as close and dependent on him as before.

Maybe it's because there are more trustworthy people around me.

Qinghua sat back on the rattan chair with the jug in his hand, bent one leg, and put his hand over his eyes again.