Morning Star

Chi Feng's mouth twitched, and he unconsciously poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

Even though it was snowing heavily, it couldn't hide the joyful mood of everyone today.

After three rounds of drinking, Fang Hao was not drunk but Chi Feng was drunk with a red face.

He lay obediently on the table, squinting his drunken eyes and looking at the things in front of him.

until……

"Red Phoenix, Red Phoenix..."

Seeing that he was drunk, Fang Hao felt a little worried and reached out to shake him.

He slapped Fang Hao's hand away and muttered impatiently: "Don't shake..."

Fang Hao was speechless for a moment, then he sighed and stroked him gently: "Shall I take you back to your room?"

"..."

Chi Feng said nothing, but sat up straight and looked at Fang Hao with drunken eyes.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled. He leaned sideways on Fang Hao's shoulder and muttered to himself: "Okay... send me back..."

This was the first time Chi Feng took the initiative to approach him since the last incident.

Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, swallowed, and straightened him up somewhat awkwardly.

He stood up and slowly helped the man up, then glanced at the people at the table and said, "I'll take him back to his room to rest first, everyone enjoy your meal."

The others nodded and looked at the two vacant seats on the other side.

There were eight people at the round table, three of them got drunk, and two of them were sent back to the house by the other two. Suddenly, half of the people were gone.

……

Time passed quickly and it was night in the blink of an eye.

Mo Xinglan told himself to wake up at night just before he fell asleep. He subconsciously forced himself to wake up at night.

Chujiu was about to take off his clothes and go to bed when he saw the comatose man wake up. He was surprised at first, but soon turned into worry.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Mo Xinglan didn't rush to answer. He supported himself on the bed and slowly sat up.

Chujiu saw this and hurriedly supported him.

"We need to drink the wedding wine."

He answered the question irrelevantly, his eyes moving back and forth between her and the jug of wine on the table.

Chujiu got angry after hearing this and let go of him with a hint of anger: "Wine, wine, wine, have you forgotten how much pain you felt after drinking at noon?"

I had forced myself to wake up and my body was still weak. After she yelled at me like that, my head started to hurt a little.

He frowned slightly and looked at her, with a hint of grievance in his eyes: "You only drink this once in your life, it is of great significance, you must drink it."

After he finished speaking, his pair of handsome eyebrows drooped slightly, like a little animal that had been wronged.

"you……"

Chujiu couldn't stand his behavior the most and immediately softened his heart.

But she still hesitated, but when she saw his innocent and watery blood-red eyes, her heart softened again.

He sighed, walked to the table and poured two glasses of wine, but neither was full. Just a token of his appreciation.

She brought it back and sat on the edge of the bed, handing him a cup.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes to look at the glass which was only one third full of wine, smiled helplessly and said nothing.

After drinking the wedding wine, Mo Xinglan still felt uncomfortable even if he only drank a little bit of the wine. He coughed a few times, which still made Chujiu worried.

After they ate something, Chujiu took off his outer shirt and let down his long dark brown hair with the help of Mo Xinglan.

Chujiu climbed onto the bed but didn't rush to lie down to sleep. Instead, he knelt between Mo Xinglan's legs with his knees raised.

Mo Xinglan looked at this familiar posture and tilted his head in confusion: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Chujiu looked mysterious with a meaningful smile on his face.

Leaning forward and slowly moving closer, he said, "Xingxing, today is our wedding day, shouldn't we do something... um?"

He didn't say it explicitly, but the expression on his face could tell clearly.

Mo Xinglan raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, and then curled the corners of his lips in an evil way: "Okay."

The answer is yes, but no action is taken.

Chujiu put away the smile, lowered her eyes, gently held his left hand, and interlocked their fingers.

She leaned over and buried her head in the crook of his neck, kissing his fair neck gently.

"Xingxing, you must be fine, understand?"

"..."

He was slightly stunned, his eyes drooping slightly: "Yeah."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slight pain in the palm of his left hand. Before he could react, a mysterious red totem slowly formed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

When he saw the totem, he was immediately shocked and couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

There is happiness, but also anxiety.

Life and Death Contract...

She actually wanted to make a life and death contract with him.

It's not like he hadn't thought about it before, but he was afraid that she would react with stress after knowing it, so he just thought about it and never took any action.

Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to make a life and death agreement with him. However, it happened at this time.

"Now our lives are tied together, and I want to live a few more decades. So Xingxing, you must be well aware of this, okay?"

She released her interlocked hands from his and gently cupped his face.

What else could he say? He could only nod in agreement.

"I will live well."

Even if not for myself, then for her.

After hearing his answer, Chujiu was willing to let him go, with a smile on her face and kissed his cheek.

"Hey, the stars smell so good."

……

The two of them spent their wedding night in such a dull and ordinary way.

Although they were married, there was no difference between them and before. They spent their days the same way as before.

In the eyes of Xiang Tingqin and Chu Congnan, Chujiu seemed to have already married Mo Xinglan, so they didn't find it strange.

However, Mo Xinglan's body, which had recovered with great difficulty, almost returned to its original state. He was not awake much in the day.

Fortunately, after a few days of recuperation, the situation gradually improved.

There was a rare ray of warm sunshine that day. Chujiu was taking a walk holding Mo Xinglan's hand. From a distance, they saw Chi Feng and Fang Hao talking stealthily near the rockery in the distance.

There were dots of snowflakes floating in the sky, which blocked her view a little. After hesitating for a while, she quietly pulled Mo Xinglan over.

Chi Feng's cheeks were slightly red, and he looked a little awkward and a little angry.

Considering that he was so fair, it was normal for his cheeks to be slightly red in the winter, it was because he was cold. But the person standing in front of him was Fang Hao, so there was a problem.

"Is it so difficult to admit your feelings?" It was Fang Hao who spoke.

He tightly grasped Chi Feng's wrist with one hand, with a hint of anger and confusion on his face.

Chi Feng shook his hand but failed to get rid of it. Instead of answering, he asked, "Look carefully, I am a man. Do you have to keep pestering me?"

Fang Hao was not to be outdone: "Chi Feng, check your conscience, do you dare to say that you have no feelings for me?"

Chi Feng was obviously stunned for a moment when he said this, and then he turned his head away and said coldly, "No."

Then he turned back and looked at Fang Hao coldly: "Right Protector, you should change your self-righteous habits."

"Red Phoenix..."

Fang Hao felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and refused to give up: "Do you dare to look at me and say that you don't have any feelings for me?"

Chi Feng's body trembled slightly, and she tightened her hands at her side, then slowly raised her eyes to look at him: "No."

"..."

These two words made Fang Hao realize what it felt like to be stabbed by thousands of needles, and also what it felt like to be lost and desperate.

However, he soon seemed to think of something, and a glimmer of light flashed in his gray eyes: "But on that day, on the day of the Lord's wedding, you were obviously not like this. You even took the initiative..."

"enough!"

Chi Feng got a headache when he thought of what happened that day and suddenly roared in anger.

"I was just drunk that day. Do you think I would do something like that if I was drunk? I can only say that you are stupid."

"...No." Fang Hao shook his head in despair, still trying to make amends. But he didn't know what to do anymore. He had already done everything he could in the past few days.

What else can he do? How can he be redeemed?

At this time, Chujiu, who was observing secretly, had a very anxious look on her fair and tender face. She didn't care about eavesdropping on what was happening in the corner. She raised her hand and removed the space isolation.

He glared at the two of them, pointed his finger at each other's nose and yelled, "You both obviously like each other, why don't you admit it?"

Pointing at Chi Feng, he said, "You! If you really don't like him, why did you give him a chance? Why didn't you reject him right from the beginning?"

"You!" He pointed at Fang Hao again, "If you like her, just go after her boldly. Why are you sneaking around like a thief?"

Before the two of them could react to where she and Mo Xinglan came from, they were scolded and their brains immediately went blank.

Mo Xinglan stood aside and smiled helplessly but did not stop them. He was just a spectator and did not intend to interfere in their affairs.

At this time, Chujiu put her hands on her hips and began to preach: "Love is not divided by gender. In this world, let alone gender, we don't even need to care about species. Why are you two making a fuss?"

"There is nothing right or wrong in liking someone, and there is nothing right or wrong in liking anyone."

"Since you both like each other, you should cherish each other. Why don't you admit it? Do you have to wait until the person you like is gone before you regret it?"

"When that time comes, no matter how much you regret, that person won't come back. It's best to cherish what you have now. Even if you are discriminated against by others, so what? Your life is your own. Why do you need to care what others think?"

"Besides, your Lord and I are here to help you. Who dares to say no?"

"It's just that men like men, what's the big deal? I've seen a lot, sister. Just like your Lord, there are many men who like him. Many... Ouch!"

Before she could finish her words, she was hit on the head.

This frightened her and she trembled all over. After she came to her senses, she turned to look at Mo Xinglan with a wronged look on her face: "Wuwu...why did you hit me?"

Mo Xinglan glared at her warningly, then turned around and walked slowly forward without paying any attention to her.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Chujiu hurriedly ran forward, completely forgetting that he was just educating someone.

Only the confused Fang Hao and Chi Feng were left.

……

"Crackling——"

The streets should be deserted in the snowy winter, but today they are particularly lively.

Another year has come to an end, and today is New Year's Eve.

The streets are bustling with people, bright lights and various performances.