After saving the villain [Transmigration Book]

Ji Fengjun was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and wondered in his heart, what happened to this boy?

Suddenly thinking of the way the boy froze when he touched him just now, he thought to himself, could it be that this boy doesn't like being touched?

But he just wanted to let the boy rest as soon as possible.

Seeing the young man still looking at him, Ji Fengjun blamed himself a little. After all, he is a stranger, and some rejection is normal, so he wondered if he should promise that he would not touch him casually again?But when he changed his mind, the boy didn't say it was because of this, what if it wasn't because of him?

Pretending to ask casually, he said, "What's wrong with you, but what's wrong with you?"

Jun Yan suppressed the thoughts in his heart and realized the rudeness just now. If he had been in the palace, he would have died a hundred times. I really can't explain why he made so many mistakes tonight.

When the young master asked him why, countless excuses flashed through his mind, and when the words came to his lips, he said the most truthful one: "The villain just thought of the villain's mother. The young master just made the corner of the villain's quilt, so I can't help but think of it." her."

In fact, living in the palace, he has long been used to talking to people, talking nonsense, half-truths and half-false words are the most beneficial to him, and it has been a long time since he said such words that reveal the truth.

Ji Fengjun felt a little distressed when he heard it, and asked, "Then you cried when I came in just now, because you missed your mother?"

Jun Yan himself couldn't quite explain why he was crying. If he really wanted to ask, he really couldn't think of a good reason. Hearing the young master's question, those pictures flashed through his mind quickly, and he felt a little uncomfortable and bored. He responded with a muffled sound.

Hearing the young man's voice, Ji Fengjun couldn't help feeling a little sad. He also missed his mother, and said softly: "Then your mother must love you very much."

Jun Yan suppressed the soreness in his heart, not wanting to be noticed as abnormal, so he simply replied: "Of course, mother is the best person to me."

Ji Fengjun's face was calm, but he thought of many things in his heart.

He moved his gaze to the window, got up, and walked to the window.

The slender figure landed on Jun Yan's bed under the moonlight. He lay on the bed without moving, raised his head slightly, looked at the man's back, and felt that this man was extremely lonely.

Ji Fengjun looked at the blanket of snowflakes under the night sky.

His mother left so quietly.

Even when his mother was dying, he couldn't be by her side.

Jun Yan turned his head and looked out the window.

I saw that under the moonlight, the snow outside fell rustlingly.

Jun Yan asked softly: "Does the young master like snow very much?"

Snow--

He likes snow because of his queen mother.

Ji Fengjun's voice was a little hoarse, and he replied softly: "I like snow because of my mother. I heard from my uncle that my mother really likes snow. When she was young, no one could beat her in snowball fights. She was the most powerful one. "

Jun Yan replied: "Young master's mother must be a very happy person."

She must have been happy at that time, if she hadn't married into the palace, she might have been happy for the rest of her life.

Ji Fengjun continued to talk, as if answering, and as if immersed in his own world, he said to himself: "She is a very kind person——but, later, she fell ill and never I can't play in the snow anymore."

His voice was a little helpless, and he continued: "Actually, even if she is not sick, her identity will not be able to play with the snow, but after she is sick, she is so afraid of the cold that she can't even touch the snow."

Jun Yan could feel that the young master was in a low mood, but he didn't know how to comfort him. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, how could one not be sick?

Ji Fengjun continued: "When I was young, I wanted to make my mother happy, so I built a snowman, and then I called my mother to the window to see, and I could feel that my mother was really happy."

"It's just that I was weak at that time, and I had a fever that night, so my mother said that she wouldn't let me go out in the snowy weather when Nanfeng knew what I wanted."

Jun Yan could understand the young master's mother's actions very well, and said softly: "The young master's mother is also thinking about the young master's health."

"Yeah, later I accompanied my mother to enjoy the snow by the window, just quietly, watching the snowflakes fall. It was so wonderful at that time." Ji Fengjun said, with a few smiles on his face meaning.

Therefore, although he likes snow, he rarely goes out to enjoy the snow.

But, now, no one cares about him.

He no longer has a mother—

There was a bit of bitterness in the smile.

Night, quietly, after the two of them stopped talking, they could only hear the sound of snow falling.

Ji Fengjun didn't want to say any more because his mother had passed away, and he would only be sad if he continued.

Jun Yan doesn't want to say more, one is because his mother has been dead for five years, and the other is because his mother was already crazy before raising him. When she was a son, she would treat him better.

As for the other times - there is no need to mention it.

Under the snowy night, neither of them wanted to break the tranquility. They both wanted to immerse each other in their beautiful memories, but they didn't know that the beauty of both of them was fake.

The sadness slowly fell, and after a while, Ji Fengjun turned to look at the boy lying on the bed.

I saw the boy obediently lying on the bed, his complexion was a little pale under the moonlight, his hair was loose, and some were pressed under his body, his eyes seemed to be wet, pitiful.

Jun Yan saw the young master looking at him, his eyes were clean without a trace of filth, but he found that he was inexplicably flustered and didn't know how to deal with it.

Ji Fengjun blamed himself a little when he saw that the boy was still awake - he broke into other people's room at night, frightened them not to speak, and even disturbed their rest.

He said softly to the boy: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

After Ji Fengjun finished speaking, he turned around and sat back on the corner of the bed, wanting to take a nap for a while, but saw the young man with his eyes open, pretending to be angry and said: "If you are told to sleep, you can sleep. If you are not obedient, I will drive you out of the house tomorrow." go."

Jun Yan was a little hesitant. This young master should really want to rest by himself, but—such a good master, if he doesn't do something to show himself in front of this young master, how can he come to the young master's side?

Seeing that the young man wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, Ji Fengjun couldn't bear to be strict anymore, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm going to sleep, so I don't care about you."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned against the corner of the wall, tilted his head, and pretended to be sleeping.

Seeing the young master like this, Jun Yan felt that the young master had a good temper, so he appreciated it even more.

But there was something strange in his heart, why hadn't he seen such a good young master in his previous life?

Although this young master belongs to the clan, there should not have been any clan relatives with titles in Xinyang, presumably it is a remote branch.

Then what happened to this young man?

Jun Yan closed his eyes, thinking about various things in his mind. He didn't want to fall asleep before this young master, but his body was weak and he really needed sleep, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard in the yard, and the sky was dimly lit.

Ji Fengjun slept lightly, and was awakened by any movement. It turned out that it was Imperial Doctor Yu and the others who had returned.

Looking at the sky, Ji Fengjun would be too late if he didn't go back.

Before leaving, he remembered that he didn't know the boy's name yet, but seeing the boy was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to wake him up, and left quietly by himself.

The snow had stopped outside, so Ji Fengjun found a guard at random, pointed in the direction, and returned to his yard.

The time to come back was just right, the sun was rising, and the ice and snow were melting.

The morning sun poured into the house, and he stood by the window, watching the rising sun.

The road ahead is long, but Xinyang is definitely not a place to trap him.

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