Love: Two Worlds Forbidden Love

Chapter 27: The Flower in the Mirror and the Moon in the Water

Along the way, Liu Yiran was struggling to breathe as if the sky was falling down. He didn't know how he returned to the Qingxiao Hall, but a kind of unreasonable thoughts grew from the bottom of his heart, tearing him physically and mentally exhausted. , death, love parting, not being able to ask, resentment and resentment, it turns out that he is not worthy of anything, there is nothing to love in life, and nothing to do in death. In this day, this place, this world, what is left of him, what is left.

Liu Yiran knelt down in the courtyard, looking down at the bluestone ground with empty eyes, no thoughts, no soul, just watching, watching, through this floor, he seemed to hear the call of the evil spirit from hell, "Come down, Come down, come down and be free."

He doesn't know where is Biluo, where is Huangquan, and where is his shelter.

The spring breeze blows, the fragrant mist drifts, and the stars are red, like blood and dreams. Winter is gone, but the cold is still there, and a bit of bone-chilling coldness soaks into the skirt of the clothes inch by inch from the ground and hits the whole body.What is numb is the body, and the heart inside.

From afar, Fang Wenqing saw the thin figures in the courtyard huddled together, his eyes were tingling, and he was restless in the imperial garden.Now that he knew his feelings for Liu Yiran, he would never let him go, and would not make him sad anymore.Fang Wenqing quickly stepped forward and knelt down and said softly, "Why are you kneeling on the ground?"

Liu Yiran raised his head, looked at him with mist in his eyes, throbbing with bewilderment, and said a little aggrieved, "It's numb."

When did Fang Wenqing see him show such an expression in front of her that people couldn't help but want to hurt and love.He stretched out his arms to hug him, very gentle, Liu Yiran pointed to the crabapple tree and said, "Take me and sit under the tree." Fang Wenqing frowned and said, "You are so cold, it's cold outside, you better go inside."

Liu Yiran looked at him stubbornly, like a child.Seeing his expression, Fang Wenqing complied with him, put him under the tree, got up and went to the inner room, took a quilt and spread it under the tree, let him sit on the quilt, everything was arranged properly before going to bed. He held him tightly in his arms and sat with him, warming his cold body bit by bit, while Liu Yiran kept watching him busy, leaning against his arms without breaking free, the warm feeling flowed through his body inch by inch , Liu Yiran felt the warmth she had never had before, the ease she had never had before, and gradually fell asleep in his arms.

The hourglass flows, time is like an arrow, the western sky is dotted with stars, the bright moon is like a jade, and the silver is like a practice, how clear, how round.

The two hug each other and share the world.

Liu Yiran woke up leisurely, squinted at Fang Wenqing with sleepy eyes, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, pointed at Fang Wenqing excitedly and said, "It's so round."

Fang Wenqing looked at his face full of joy in some puzzlement, trying to capture even a slight difference from his flawless eyes, but there was nothing but childlike innocence, Fang Wenqing was a little flustered, feeling a sense of fear , but seeing his rare happiness, he cupped his lips and kissed him lightly, saying, "Wait, I have a surprise for you."

Liu Yiran asked curiously, "Surprise?"

Fang Wenqing said nothing, got up and walked into the side hall, and after a while came out with a basin full of water, found a suitable place to put it down, turned around and waved to Liu Yiran, "Yiran, come and see me to see you off surprise."

Liu Yiran chuckled, got up and walked to him, looked at Fang Wenqing's surprise, raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction and replied, "Is this a surprise?"

Fang Wenqing hugged him from behind, whispered into his ear and asked, "Yiran, do you like it?"

Liu Yiran lowered his eyes, and saw the sparkling water surface, the moon in the water was hazy, Ming Ling was intoxicated, and the thin shadow was shaking, Liu Yiran looked a little stupid, nodded for a long time and said "hmm".

Fang Wenqing cautiously continued, "Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, illusory and impermanent, this world is really, very lonely, and Yiran is willing to accompany me to see the prosperity of this world."

Liu Yiran was slightly stunned, then nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

Fang Wenqing was overjoyed, turned his body in disbelief so that he could look directly at him, and asked excitedly, "Is Yiran willing?"

Liu Yiran nodded again, and replied "I promise you", her eyes were extremely clear, as clear as morning dew.

Seeing how affectionate he is, Fang Wenqing thinks that he has finally forgiven himself, and he still has affection for him. Those kindnesses and resentments, those ups and downs, those right and wrong, those grievances and entanglements are all drunk in a thousand glasses , is already a dream of a previous life.There was undisguised joy on Fang Wenqing's face, he hugged him firmly in his arms and rubbed him into his body, wishing to become one with him, Liu Yiran put his arms around his waist, looked over his shoulder Behind Haitang's eyes was replaced by a sly smile, a weird smile.

Fang Wenqing hugged him for a long time before letting go, then pamperingly brushed the hair scattered on his cheeks, and placed a tender kiss on his forehead, Liu Yiran looked at him happily, smiled, turned around and rolled up his sleeves. Wanting to make a move, Fang Wenqing frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Yiran raised her phoenix eyes, and replied with a trace of childishness on the corners of her lips, "Of course it's fishing for the moon." After speaking, he bent down and squatted down to play with his hands in the basin. Fang Wenqing looked at him like this, and calculated his age. Liu Yiran was only nineteen, thinking that he had been imprisoned by him for a long time, so he became a child, so he stopped talking, and rolled up his sleeves to play with him, reaching into the water to hold his hand, Liu Yiran took his Watching his hand dangling back and forth in the basin, lightly flicking his slender fingers, splashing a drop of water on Fang Wenqing's lying face, then he laughed as if he had succeeded in a trick, Fang Wenqing saw that he was having a good time. Lehu, he took out a hand and flicked the water droplet back to him, Liu Yiran stared dissatisfiedly, and pouted, "Okay, you actually bullied me." Then he took out the hand held by him to retaliate against him.

Although the night was cold, Fang Wenqing was extremely happy. Maybe Liu Yiran was tired from playing, so he dragged Fang Wenqing to sit on the quilt on the floor again.Fang Wenqing held his hand and put it in her arms, said angrily, "Look, why is it so cold?"

Liu Yiran smiled like a child who did something wrong, and said excitedly, "I heard that there is a famous Chiyun Peak in the capital. It is very spectacular. I want to see it. Is it possible? "

Fang Wenqing's expression darkened and he asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go there?"

Liu Yiran saw that he seemed unhappy with a sullen face, and replied with some disappointment, "It's nothing, it's just that I've been in the capital for so long and haven't been anywhere, if you're not happy, I'll go, or not."

Fang Wenqing listened to the complaints in his words, thought about keeping him grounded in this huge Qingxiao Hall before, felt guilty but also worried, supported his development and said with a smile, "Go if you want, I will I'll take you there tomorrow."

Liu Yiran asked with joy in his eyes, "Really?"

Fang Wenqing didn't want to disturb his interest, so he nodded and said, "Really"

Liu Yiran happily buried her head in his arms, listened to his strong heartbeat, reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist and laughed, Fang Wenqing put her head on top of his head, and said with a smile, "What a real sweetheart!" Son, why didn't you see it before?"

Warm breath spread on his chest inch by inch through his clothes. Fang Wenqing was very agitated and impatient. Only this man could easily affect his thoughts, and only this man could easily stir up his passion for love. Longing, he is the ruler of the whole world, but this man is the ruler of him, Fang Wenqing buried his head in his hair, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I have already surprised Yiran, what can Yiran have for me?"

Liu Yiran replied, "I don't know what the emperor wants."

Fang Wenqing replied word by word, "I want you." Liu Yiran looked up at him deeply, and closed his eyes.

......

Fang Wenqing's slightly callused hand slid down Liu Yiran's arm all the way, spread out his five fingers, and clasped his ten fingers tightly. Is it so, they can get the protection of this sacred tree, blue sky and yellow spring, life and death are endless abandoned.

Liu Yiran hugged him impatiently, her slender and fair fingers sank deeply into the back of Fang Wenqing's hand, two lines of tears slowly slid down her cheeks and fell into the entangled hair of the two, slowly fainting away, Fang Wenqing didn't see it, and he will never see it. At that moment, his self-righteous blue sky fell into the underworld, and at that moment, his self-righteous life and death were boundless, and he couldn't touch the world, and couldn't touch his heart.

The shadow of the moon is blurred, the light smoke is transparent, the buds on the branches bloom silently in the night, and the begonias are delicate, like a fire.

The whole body is full of flowers, the ground is full of red, and the courtyard is full of Nankeyimeng.

Night, like a reunion separated by the end of the world from the day, depresses Zimo's world of mortals.

Liu Yiran moved his tired eyes, his body seemed to be falling apart, he frowned slightly, and stared sideways at the sleeping person beside him, those black eyes were as clear as the moon in the sky.

What should be given is given, and what should not be given is also given.

What should be paid, has been paid, and what should not have been paid.

It's time to go, it's time to leave.

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