Is it Wrong for Heartthrobs to Not Want to Be Loved [Quick Transmigration]

The lonely moon is full of stars, and the moon and stars are rare.Sparse omission shadow, a few candle fireflies.

After washing up, the two lay on the same bed, Yu Chenyin grabbed Zhao Huang's hand, held it in front of his eyes, and looked carefully.

"It turns out that you have so many scars on your hands." The white scars, hard to the touch, gathered the surrounding skin and destroyed the original lines.There are still thick calluses on the palms, how many weapons have been held, and the calluses have formed day after day and year after year. It is rough and hard, and it is not good-looking, but the power surges in the flesh and blood, which is far more brave than it looks.

Yu Chenyin held Zhao Huang's hand, like a lily of the valley actively falling into the mud, a rose sinking into a swamp, Meiyu willingly being blocked by stones, and fog wrapped around dark clouds.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Chenyin asked.

Zhao Huang lay down obediently, while Ren Yuchen searched his past like a researcher: "Forgot."

In fact, I have not forgotten that when I was young, I was often injured when practicing martial arts, leaving many scars, but Zhao Huang didn't want to spread his weak years in front of Yu Chenyin.He hoped that he was strong in Yu Chenyin's heart, so that he was qualified to say something to protect him.

Yu Chenyin rubbed the scar on Zhao Huang's thumb, and said in a low voice, "It's good to forget."

Zhao Huang withdrew his hand, took Yu Chenyin's hand to touch his lips, and kissed him twice: "Don't worry, we will return to Daizhou in a while."

Yu Chenyin stared at Zhao Huang, the first time he looked at him so carefully.In fact, Zhao Huang looks pretty good, if he was in modern times, he would definitely be able to fascinate a large group of fans.The lines on his face were hard, like a knife or a halberd. At this moment, he lowered his head and kissed Yu Chenyin's hand. His brows and eyes were much softer, like a sword wrapped around the moon.

Yu Chenyin touched Zhao Huang's head with his free hand, and the hair was also stiff, so he let him touch it obediently, as if a bunch of thorns had been softened on their own initiative, and they insisted on getting them into his hands.

Yu Chenyin said, "Okay."

In the days that followed, Zhao Huang was always by his side, and Yu Chenyin no longer persuaded Zhao Huang to worry more about business.

There is an undercurrent in Qicheng, but Zhao Huang doesn't seem to know it. Yu Chenyin dragged him to Huxin Pavilion for a drink this day.

The winter is getting colder and colder, but the first snow has not come, and the lake in Huxin Pavilion freezes.Yu Chenyin jumped out of Zhao Huang's arms and approached the frozen lake.There was a small red clay stove behind him, the fireworks were crackling, and the wine was already warm. Zhao Huang took a sip and put it down in a hurry, got up from the stool and took a few quick steps to grab Yu Chenyin.

"Danger."

Yu Chenyin turned around and took his hand in his hands, smiling slightly: "I'm not afraid." He took a step back and stepped on the ice: "It's already frozen."

"But--"

Yu Chenyin let go of his hand, took another step back, and stepped on the ice with both feet: "It will be fine."

Zhao Huang frowned: "Hey, come here. It's dangerous."

Yu Chen smiled mischievously: "You haven't finished your wine yet, come find me when you're done."

He turned around and walked forward step by step, not fast, but not slow either.

Zhao Huang took the wine on the stone table and drank it all, then stepped onto the ice.

He walked quickly, and soon came to Yu Chenyin, and grabbed him: "What's wrong with you."

Yu Chenyin looked up at him and smiled: "General, you are walking on thin ice. Zhao Huang, you are walking on thin ice, do you understand?"

Zhao Huang understood: "Yes, you are stepping on thin ice now."

Yu Chenyin shook his head: "It's not me, Zhao Huang. It's not me."

Zhao Huang didn't understand, but he couldn't let Yu Chenyin stay on the ice any longer: "Hey, let's go back to the shore."

"Bow your head." Yu Chenyin ordered.

Zhao Huang bowed his head obediently when he heard this, but he was still too tall, and Yu Chenyin had to stand on tiptoe to kiss his forehead.

The ice under his feet began to crack, and after a kiss, Yu Chenyin pulled Zhao Huang back: "Run, Zhao Huang."

Hearing the sound of cracks, Zhao Huang didn't care about other things. He pulled Yu Chenyin up and started running. The ice quickly cracked. Yu Chenyin stepped on a hole and was about to fall. From the cracked ice cave.They ran fast and didn't look back.

In the kiosk, Zhao Huang handed the warm wine to Yu Chenyin's mouth: "Drink a few sips, don't catch a cold."

He squatted down again to look at his shoes, and seeing that they were indeed wet, he asked Yu Chenyin to sit down and took off his shoes, then took off his coat and wrapped it around his feet.

Zhao Huang hugged Yu Chenyin in his arms, and let his feet touch his warm abdomen: "Don't do this in the future, your body is weak and hasn't recovered well, don't touch the freezing cold."

"Do you remember?" He took the empty wine glass, put it on the stone table, and wiped the corner of Yu Chenyin's mouth with his hand, where a small drop of wine was about to fall.

Yu Chenyin stepped on Zhao Huang's waist, which was hard and hot, wide and firm: "I can't remember."

Zhao Huang snorted and grabbed his ankle: "Be honest, don't step on it."

He seemed to have stepped on it just now... Yu Chenyin suddenly stopped moving.

Zhao Huang laughed jokingly: "Why, I'm afraid I'll trample on my husband and me, and I won't have a happy life in the future? It's quite strong, do you want to touch it?"

Yu Chen glanced at him sullenly.

Zhao Huang smiled and touched his feet. Seeing that they were getting warmer, he tied the clothes that bound his feet and hugged him up: "Come back, the wind is blowing chilly here, don't stay here for long."

On the way back to the house, Yu Chenyin buried his head on Zhao Huang's chest and rubbed his warm chest muscles: "Zhao Huang, you..." How long have you been back in Daizhou? Did you understand my hint?

But Yu Chenyin only said "you" and didn't say any more.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Huang asked.

Yu Chenyin leaned against his chest, remained silent for a long time, and said, "It's okay."

"Is it cold?"

Yu Chenyin raised his head slightly, looking at his sharp jaw line: "Zhao Huang, you really look more and more like an old father."

Zhao Huang smiled: "That's called daddy, come and listen, I don't mind being my brother's daddy."

"The general is too greedy. One person can't possess me and control me." In fact, neither can.

Zhao Huang hung his back and touched his forehead affectionately: "I choose the former."

Yu Chenyin pressed his temple and pushed his head up: "Watch the road carefully, don't fall on me."

"It's really heartless." Zhao Huang hugged him a little tighter, and quickened his pace, so as not to hurt the brother in his arms from the cold wind.

Yu Chenyin tugged on Zhao Huang's clothes, not because he was afraid of being thrown off.

The road ahead is boundless, and there must be something to pull, so as not to be in vain.

As for the hint of life and death, perhaps in Zhao Huang's mind, it was just a scene of flirting.

Sure enough, Wei Xuan found him.Just after Zhao Huang had to leave the City Lord's Mansion to deal with business, Wei Xuan blatantly walked into Yu Chenyin's room.

Yu Chenyin was warming up the wine, and for some reason, he just wanted to drink a little, not too much, just a little drunk.Half dream, half reality, floating in the nothingness brought by alcohol, excitement, stimulation, fatigue, and boredom all turned into wine in a glass and entered the heart.

This excitement is not his excitement, but the carnival of wine, occupying his body and releasing his nature.

Seeing Wei Xuan walk in, Yu Chenyin tapped the wine cup with his index knuckles, repeatedly: "Why is the eldest brother here? But it's cold and begging for a drink?"

Wei Xuan from Shan Ruliu sat across from him, took the jug and poured himself a cup: "It's fine to have a drink."

Yu Chenyin drank three cups in a row, put down the wine cup, and said, "Tell me, what's the big brother doing here."

Wei Xuan wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief: "Can't you come to Brother Yu if you have nothing to do?"

Yu Chenyin propped his head on his arms, and tilted his head to look at him: "Wei Xuan, I'm tired. Whether you want to fight Zhao Huang, or fight to the death, what does it have to do with me?"

"Oh," Yu Chenyin suddenly thought of something, "Besides this city, I seem to be a trophy too. Isn't that right, brother."

Wei Xuan put down the wine cup: "Brother Yu is not a trophy, I will send a letter to my father tonight to dissolve your engagement with Wei Yang."

Yu Chenyin picked up the wine cup that Wei Xuan put down, and tapped the rim of the glass: "Then should I have a drink with my elder brother in advance?"

"Brother Yu is so voluntary, which surprises my elder brother."

Yu Chen smiled faintly, and suddenly threw the wine cup onto Wei Xuan's body: "Oh, my hands are slippery."

Wei Xuan grabbed Yu Chenyin's hand, not letting him take it back, and slowly stroked his skin with his thumb: "It's really slippery."

"open."

"After being hugged by Zhao Huang for a long time, I became unfamiliar with my elder brother. It's really not good."

"Yeah, Zhao Huang hugged me very happily, unlike big brother, who bores me."

"Brother Yu is drunk." Wei Xuan left the seat, walked to Yu Chen's hidden side, and touched his little face, "Big brother misses you very much. Don't lose your temper with big brother because of unimportant people, okay?"

"You have no right to ask me." Yu Chenyin patted Wei Xuan's hand away and poured himself another glass of wine.

Wei Xuan held down his wine glass: "You can't drink any more, drinking too much will hurt your health."

"It's none of your business to hurt me. In your eyes, I'm just an appendage? If it's broken, just replace it with another one." Yu Chenyin looked up at Wei Xuan, "People who can't bring me happiness, What's the use of keeping you."

Wei Xuan knelt down and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Hey, don't drink. You are very drunk."

Yu Chen wanted to drink, so Wei Xuan had to throw away the jug.He hugged Yu Chenyin and rubbed his ears together: "Brother is late. We will get married when we get back to Qicheng. Everything will pass."

But Yu Chenyin didn't want to let this go, he deliberately said jokingly: "Brother doesn't know yet. The people who hugged me were not only Zhao Huang, but also Deng Shu and Deng Luan brothers. They rushed to touch me , Brother, should I be happy?"

Yu Chenyin was indeed drunk, so drunk that he started talking nonsense, but Wei Xuan took it seriously.He shattered the mahogany table on the spot, making Yu Chenyin jump.

"what are you doing."

Wei Xuan didn't answer, hugged Yu Chenyin, buried her head in his neck, and didn't raise her head for a long, long time.

"Don't drool on my shoulder." Yu Chenyin said drunkenly.

Wei Xuan raised his head slowly, and after a long time, said: "Okay, don't flow."

He kissed the back of Yu Chenyin's head, and kissed a waterfall of cool black hair: "No flow."

Wei Xuan waited for Yu Chen to fall asleep and cleaned up the mess before leaving.

As soon as he got back to the hut next to the stable, Wei Xuan took out a pen and paper and began to write.Basically, it was because the city was broken, and it was difficult to restrain oneself in adversity, so he had a skin-to-skin relationship with Brother Yu.Wrote here, worried that Wei Yang would not give up, and added a sentence, now that brother Yu is pregnant, it is really impossible to remarry younger brother.

Therefore, he asked his father to dissolve the marriage contract between Yudi and Wei Yang. He must be responsible to Yudi, for Yudi and for the child in his belly.

Afterwards, he wrote some information about the situation in Qi City, sealed it up, and handed it to the secret guard, asking him to quickly deliver the letter to his father.

Regardless of whether he failed to seize the city or not, Brother Yu had nothing to do with Wei Yang.