Listen to the king's order

In the twilight, the north wind is bitter, but the streets and alleys of Kamigawa are very lively.

Bright red lanterns are hung on the edge of the door of each house, and small candle lights circle after circle on the dead branches and old trees from bottom to top.A gust of cold wind blew by, making people feel chills all over their bodies, but it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the people.

They gathered in one place in groups of three or five, each holding lanterns of different shapes in their hands, whispering to each other without knowing what they were talking about, only a few laughter, scattered in the wind.

Jing Xing opened his eyes wide and looked east and west, feeling extremely novel.

Looking at Jiang Qichen who was walking in front, he was smiling all over his face, swaying his long legs like wild cranes, and couldn't help teasing: "Oh, I don't know who it is, I called him to see the lantern, what did he say?" ? No, I won’t go if I say no.”

Jing Zhi imitated Jiang Qichen's appearance and tone, and spoke in a serious manner, and that posture was indeed a bit of Jiang Qichen's true biography, which made Mu Feng laugh out loud.

"Brother Qichen, Mr. Jing's learning is really vivid, hahaha. I can imagine you saying that, it's so funny."

Jiang Qichen glanced at Jing Xing silently, and there was a hint of "Your skin is itchy again" in his eyes.But Jing Xing was so pleased with himself that he didn't appreciate Jiang Qichen's meaningful eyes at all, so he added fuel and jealousy: "Mr. Mu, you don't know that my master's life these days is dull and boring, and he always looks at the window every day. Sitting dry, or just holding the poem book and reading it all night, I don’t know what treasures are in the book, and I don’t let go when I sleep. You still have a way, suggest it to him for a stroll.”

"Jing Xing." Jiang Qichen said in a low voice.

Mu Feng was slightly taken aback, and said calmly: "It seems that there is no other way, I just mentioned it casually, and Brother Qichen agreed to come out."

"Just mentioning it casually..." Jing Xing repeated deflatedly, staring at Jiang Qichen viciously: "Sure enough, it's eccentric. It used to be eccentric, but now it's even more eccentric."

Mu Feng looked at Jiang Qichen: "Brother Qichen, didn't you want to come out?"

"No." Jiang Qichen frowned slightly, and said softly, "Don't listen to Jing Xing's nonsense."

Mu Feng smiled: "That's good." He looked at the various lanterns on the side stall, and tugged at Jiang Qichen's sleeve: "Brother Qichen, there are many lanterns over there, do you want to buy one?"

"Okay." Jiang Qichen followed Mu Feng to the stall and glanced at the stall. There were dozens of different kinds of lanterns on the stall. He picked up a red lotus lantern and stroked the silky lotus lantern with his fingertips. Satin petals, smiled lightly: "I thought it was a paper lantern, but it turned out to be made of silk."

Mu Feng also turned his head to look, his slender fingers touched down along the lotus petals, and his cool palm touched the back of Jiang Qichen's hand: "Brother Qichen doesn't know that it is a custom in our Northern Region to make lanterns with silk. When the lanterns come out are put into the river, they will not be soaked by the river water, and the wishes made by people can be safely delivered to the hands of the Flower God. Only in this way can people be blessed for a long time to get their wishes fulfilled.”

"That's right."

"Brother Qichen, what kind of flowers do you like? There are many here..." Mu Feng picked and picked at the stall: "Well, how about orchids? I see that all of your clothes are embroidered with orchids."

Jiang Qichen put down the lotus lantern in his hand, and asked the vendor softly, "Are there any magnolia flowers?"

Mu Feng's hands that were turning over the lantern suddenly trembled violently, one of them lost his grip, and the orchid lantern in his hand fell to the stall with a "slap".

"Magnolia flower? Yes, I'll find it for you." The stall was crowded with many people, and the stall owner couldn't take care of it for a while. He searched for a long while among a pile of lanterns, and finally found a purple-pink flower. Magnolia Lantern.

Jiang Qichen took the lantern and said to Mu Feng who was staring at the lanterns all over the floor in a daze, "I've chosen it, how about you?"

Mu Feng responded with some unease, flustered and fished out the nearest lantern without looking at what it was, only after paying the money and walking far away did he recover, and found that what he was holding was an orchid lantern .

Jing Xing held his own chrysanthemum lantern and was as happy as a monkey. He saw someone from a distance writing on the lantern with a brush, and asked, "Hey, what are they writing?"

Mu Feng followed his gaze and explained: "They write their wishes and blessings on the lanterns, and then put the lanterns into the river, and the wishes will come true."

Jing Xing: "Ah! Whether it works or not, I want to write too!"

Mu Feng chuckled lightly: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just something to look forward to."

Holding the lantern in his hand, Jing Xing turned his back and pushed Mu Feng and Jiang Qichen forward bit by bit with his buttocks: "I don't care, they're here, let's write one too."

It was finally easy for the three of them to squeeze in front of the long table with brushes and ink, but Jing Xing encountered another difficulty. He was persistent with the brush and tapped his chin repeatedly: "What should I write?"

As soon as he tapped, the ink on the pen dripped onto the lantern, and some sporadic ink splashed onto Jiang Qichen who was beside him, and dropped large and small drops on the man's snow-white sleeves. stains.

Jiang Qichen took two steps aside with a sullen face, his cuffs tightly covering his lantern, for fear that Jing Xing would accidentally mess it up.

He picked up the writing brush on the table, pondered for a while, and then swayed two lines of writing on the magnolia lantern like a cloud and flowing water.

When Mu Feng looked at Jiang Qichen, he was carefully drying the ink stains on the lantern, looking solemn and pious.

Then, Jiang Qichen walked up to him with a lantern in his hand, surrounded by bustling crowds, but Jiang Qichen happened to be able to put Mu Feng alone in his eyes.

Jiang Qichen's eyes were soft, he looked at the lantern in his hand with some nostalgia, and said softly: "In the past, someone told me that if I liked someone, I would give him a magnolia flower. But now it's not the season of magnolia flowers, so I will I can only use this lantern instead." He handed out the lantern in his hand: "I want to give it to you, and I want you to know my heart."

Mu Feng froze for a moment, his whole body stiffened instantly, he stared at the blooming lantern tightly, as if he wanted to pierce through it.After a while, he numbly took the lantern from Jiang Qichen, only to see that the petals made of silk were soaked with the man's handwriting: "Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud."

The hand holding the lantern tightened for a moment, and even the heartbeat accelerated a little bit. Mu Feng's eyes kept falling on those two lines of words. When he saw the end, even his eye sockets were stained a little blood red.

The vicissitudes of life have become mulberry fields, why do we still have to keep thinking about it?

Thin lips opened and closed, and Mu Feng's voice was rare and deep and hoarse, mixed with imperceptible tremors: "You... Seriously?"

Jiang Qichen stared at Mu Feng with sincerity and enthusiasm: "I have never been so serious in my life."

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, his stiff back suddenly relaxed, and he handed the orchid lantern in his hand to Jiang Qichen: "In that case, I will give this orchid lantern to brother Qichen."

The orchid lamp is white in color, mixed with strands of green and yellow pistils, being held by Jiang Qichen in his hand, it adds an elegant temperament to his whole person.

Jiang Qichen lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and held Mu Feng's slightly cool hand without hesitation in the crowd: "Let's go, let's set off the lanterns."

There is a wax wick in the lantern, and as soon as it is lit, the lantern lights up instantly.The beating candlelight seems to fill the lantern with vitality, flickering like petals opening and closing.

Mu Feng and Jiang Qichen squatted by the river, and gently placed the lantern in their hands on the water.The water waves flowed, and the two lanterns stood side by side and flowed away until they could no longer be seen.

"Let's go." Mu Feng stood up, handed Jiang Qichen his hand, and pulled him up: "Well, I've finished watching the Lantern Festival too, Brother Qichen, it's better to hit the sun than choose another day, last time I agreed to drink with me. "

Jiang Qichen said with a smile: "Okay, let's get drunk with you today."

Habitat late

Jiang Qichen and Mu Feng sat facing each other, several wine jars were scattered around their feet, and the room was filled with intoxicating aroma.

After drinking for three rounds, Mu Feng rudely bit off the seal of "Drunk Three Autumn", his eyes were foggy, and he was already a little drunk.He pushed the wine jar in front of Jiang Qichen, opened another jar himself, and the wine jars collided with each other, making a crisp sound.Mu Feng picked up the wine jar and blew it directly into his mouth, and the wine juice flowed down the corner of his mouth, wet his water-blue front, and stuck it sticky to his chest.

"Brother Qichen, there are tens of thousands of good wines in the Northern Territory. Do you know why I only love Zui Sanqiu?"

Jiang Qichen's face was as usual, only the frown between his brows revealed that he was quite drunk, he shook his head very slowly, even his movements were a little slow.

"Hmm..." Mu Feng took another sip and said heartily, "Because it's strong enough."

"When I was in the most difficult time, it was it...it was with me." Mu Feng knocked on the wine jar, and smiled triumphantly: "It's so cold in the northern region. How can I survive without drinking strong alcohol?" go down."

Jiang Qichen fell down on the table with a "plop", as if he had fallen asleep just like that.

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing out loud: "Your drinking capacity is still the same as before."

He raised the wine jar, drank it all in one gulp, and then slammed the empty cup to the ground.Porcelain pieces scattered all over the room, and the mist in Mu Feng's eyes gradually dissipated.He stood up and stared at Jiang Qichen condescendingly. It took him a long time to take his arms and drag him onto the bed.

Mu Feng's actions were not gentle, and could even be said to be a little rough.He threw it hard, even though the bed was soft, Jiang Qichen's mind was still spinning dizzily.

He whimpered and quickly lost consciousness again.

Mu Feng sat leaning against the bed, but his eyes fell on the debris all over the floor, his eyes were mixed with shallow pain.He sat so quietly until the candle on the table burned out the last drop of wax oil. In the darkness, he slowly closed his eyes, but opened his mouth lightly.

"Jiang Qichen, do you know how much I hate you?"

He hooked the corners of his mouth and poured out his heart to the silence of the room.

"When I loved you, you used me, lied to me, treated me like nothing, and abandoned me like a shoe."

"I will never forget the day you told me that I was the most important person in your life. I took it seriously. I always believed what you said. Even though there were so many lessons learned, I still took it seriously. Your The expression is the same as today, and the matter is so solemn. But what happened later? Later, you abolished my martial arts and broke my tendons."

"Aren't you curious about how I stood up? I lay on the thousand-year-old ice bed for a whole year. Do you know what it's like to live or die? Day after day, the people who accompany me There's just endless cold."

Mu Feng's hands slowly climbed onto his shoulders. After such a long time, he still couldn't stop trembling when he thought of that ice bed.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death? For you, I can do anything, and I'm not afraid of doing anything, including death. As long as you say a word, I don't even need you to do it. I can kill myself. But why are you doing this to me? Me? Why do you let me live like this without dignity? Although I have reshaped my tendons, I will never be able to cultivate my internal strength again. My tendons in my hands and feet are damaged, and I will never be able to wield a sword or use light work."

"All my heart-to-hearts, you turned a blind eye. No, you saw, and you left me with a few 'whims'. What a good four words, good enough to kill all my hopes."

Mu Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold light hit Jiang Qichen's face in the darkness: "Five years, I have hated you for five years. Do you think that everything can be written off with a sentence of 'Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud'? Then I What about this heart? What about the sincerity that you put on the ground and trampled on it? How should I repay it?"

He suddenly leaned forward, strangled Jiang Qichen's throat with a cold, temperatureless hand, but he didn't exert any strength.

"Jiang Qichen, I really want to kill you."

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