You rascal, stop right there!

Bai Wan was choked by the man's sudden words. He probably didn't expect that this man could be so straightforward.

And this isn't the right place to say such things.

"Well, why do you suddenly ask this question?"

Ling Shumo looked sincere: "Can you just tell me and it will end?"

The person on the other side was silent.

Seeing this person not speaking, his face seemed to be stained with a layer of loneliness and sadness: "Is it not possible?"

Bai Wan couldn't help but sigh.

It's not a question of whether or not.

Ling Shumo's face was solemn, and he forced himself to hold it in. "Do you know what I would do without you in this world?"

"You will be like I was six years ago. You will be sad for a while and then move on with your life." Bai Wan thought his answer was quite appropriate.

He believed that since this person was able to pass the imperial examination after he died as Han Miaoran, it meant that there were actually many choices in life.

But Ling Shumo's grip became tighter and tighter, causing Bai Wan to even groan in pain.

"Why do you think I can get through it every time? Do you look down on me or yourself?"

"Ling Shumo!"

For the first time, Bai Wan called this person's full name seriously and solemnly, with waves in her eyes, "I know you are afraid that I will die and leave you alone. But..."

"Can anything good come of two men?"

He is indeed a messy and rogue painter, a scoundrel who is not afraid of the world, but he cannot pollute this bright moon.

He really couldn't bear it.

What if Zi Chen regrets it later? How will they deal with this crossing of the line?

Because I don't want to lose, I dare not even think about it.

Bai Wan looked at the man's eyes full of deep affection and expectation, and suddenly felt a piercing pain in her heart:

"You are an official in the Ministry of Rites, the seat of the country's etiquette and laws. If your affair with a man gets out, you will become the talk of the world, you will be criticized, you will lose your way, you will be laughed at, you will..."

suddenly,

A pair of slender arms stretched out, hugging him from all sides with unconcealable affection.

The man's hot breath covered his neck, his lips and nose were close to his skin, and the warm touch made his mind go blank.

This was practically equivalent to kissing his neck and ears, so ambiguous that it made one lose one's mind.

All I heard was that trembling voice, softly and hoarsely, "I'm talking about me, what about you? What do you think..."

Ling Shumo is not afraid of the world and does not care about what other people think. He just wants to know what this person's heart is like.

He lowered his eyes slightly and leaned on the man's neck. Over the years, the emotions in his heart surged, like a hot flame burning in the cold silence, and he didn't want to let go even if he tried his best.

"You just have to tell me, what about you?"

The whispers in my ear were restrained, but the tone was firm.

Bai Wan was stunned for a moment, and only felt the man's warm chest trembling slightly, and also felt that the man was hugging her too tightly.

He is obviously the most disciplined and upright gentleman, but at this moment he is more courageous than him, the most unruly and disorderly ruffian.

I really don’t know what to say.

"Zi Chen, maybe it doesn't have to be like this between us..."

He still wanted to avoid it.

Ling Shumo closed his eyes deeply, almost begging: "You haven't answered me yet, what about you?"

White Pea couldn't believe it.

Is this person who is usually as gentle as jade forcing himself now?

He sighed silently: "I'm not really ..." to you

He was clearly the most deceitful scoundrel in Baiyun City, but he couldn't tell a lie in front of this man.

Ling Shumo listened to the man's hesitation and said slowly, "Thinking about the past will help you understand the past. Isn't that right?"

The man paused in shock. This person had seen his paintings and poems.

They are also confidants. They can know what the other is thinking just by taking a quick look at the poems and paintings. There is no way to hide it.

How is it possible not to understand love? How is it possible not to comprehend it?

Without love, it is impossible to paint a portrait in which every smile, expression, and strand of black hair are depicted in depth.

"Have you noticed that you haven't called me Brother Zichen for a long time..."

The person was stunned. How could he pay attention to such little details? How much did he care about his words and actions?

Bai Wan was desperate and shouted, "Yes, I am deceiving myself. Is that okay?"

"I have been in the market for many years. Even if people say that I am the most shameless and shameless gay man in the world, a dirty bunny, or a rogue, it doesn't matter!"

"But you can't! You can't let others talk about you and humiliate you..."

In fact, he also wanted the two of them to spend their lifetimes painting all the beautiful sights in the world and expressing all the true love in the world.

After he recovered the few memories of Han Miaoran, he realized that it was actually the fate he had asked for.

They are childhood sweethearts, have a deep friendship, understand each other, accompany each other, and support each other as they move forward.

but…

If you want to go one step further, that would be immoral!

Why are they two men?

This kind of illicit love can never be exposed to the public.

The government would not approve this marriage certificate, and the household register would not include the names of both parties. Even if one of them died, the tombstone could not include the relationship between the other and themselves. Not to mention any children or blessings from the elders.

Love is love, but this is the reality. If the two of them don't cling to the moment, they will have to face the difference between their lives and others.

Bai Wan let go of the man and felt that he had committed a sin.

Not only did he drag Zi Chen into the pit, he also dragged himself in!

The scariest thing is that this pit was dug by two people.

I am really conflicted and have been reflecting deeply on the sins I have committed.

At this time, Ling Shumo held his hand with his slender fingers: "But I am not afraid of rumors, I am only afraid of not having you in this world!"

When you gaze at it, it's like seeing the silent snow in spring. It's a sincere love that is irresistible.

"If you are afraid of rumors, I will resign and live in seclusion with you. If you are afraid that I will regret it, then I will write an IOU."

"If you are worried about the Ling family's incense, there are also Ling Han and his wife. Since I have this intention, I am prepared to not marry or have children in this life."

Well, this guy has thought of all the concerns.

Bai Wan looked at him with both excitement and helplessness: "Hey... Zichen, you are really thoughtful. You really shouldn't stay in the Ministry of Rites. You should go to the Ministry of Justice to write the Great Winning Law."

But before he could react deeply.

Ling Shumo took out the white lotus jade pendant that he always carried with him and placed it in front of the people.

The white lotus-shaped jade pendant was smooth at the moment, and sparkling in the sunlight. I'm afraid it had been touched and wiped many times.

The man opened his lips slightly, and each word was clear: "We are a perfect match made in heaven, destined to be together for a hundred years. This love is witnessed by heaven and earth. Are you willing?"

White Pea was stunned.

Isn’t this the thing that was extorted when I bought the seal?

This jade pendant actually has this meaning. I just wanted this person to sell it for money. It turns out that at that time, Zichen...

Facing such a handsome man, she swore with jade with every word full of affection, solemnly and reverently.

But everyone knows that this is immoral and will not be recognized by the world.

Seeing this situation, I really don’t know how to respond.

Ling Shumo looked at him quietly, only hearing the low and hoarse voice, and brought it closer.

"I'm asking you one last time. Heaven and earth are witnesses to this. Are you willing?"

Bai Wan looked at the white lotus jade pendant in deep thought, without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

The layers of thoughts in this person's mind are like a dense net.

Perhaps, deep down in his heart, he is far from his usual eccentric and unrestrained personality.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Ling Shumo still didn't hear any response.

He suddenly felt a little frustrated, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Okay, I understand... I'll give it back..."

Suddenly.

The person opposite covered his hand and pressed the jade pendant tightly.

Bai Wan looked at him with a calm look in her eyes, as if she had made a great determination: "You can't give it back to me. What if I need to pawn it one day when I'm short of money?"

Ling Shumo seemed not to have heard what the man said later. He only heard what he said before that he didn't have to return it to him. The joy in his eyes was beyond words.

Seeing this man in a daze, Bai Wan thought he didn't understand.

"You win, I admit it..."

As expected, it’s Ling Shumo.

Step by step, layer by layer. Word by word, dispel worries.

He was actually persuaded to the point where he had to compromise.

Even if he is not gay, he doesn't like men.

But this person is Zichen...

It was Zi Chen who gave her hope after her parents passed away, stayed with her for eight years, and was still good to her even after he lost his memory and became such a bad person.

It was Zi Chen who understood his calligraphy and painting, led him forward and never looked down on him.

How to do it…

Because this person...

Even though he knew they were both men, he couldn't control his joy and had to agree.

Bai Wan felt as if he was making the most shocking choice he could ever remember, even though he was such an eccentric person on a daily basis.

"Life is lonely, and it is hard to find a bosom friend. On my paintings, Han Miaoran, there must be your words written in ink."

The originally quiet air in the room was suddenly filled with clear sounds, and the person on the other side blushed when hearing them.

“Thinking about the past, you will know the truth.”

"Since we parted, I have been with you."

At this moment, the two of them suddenly looked at each other tacitly and smiled indifferently.

They seemed to have said nothing, but they understood each other's thoughts in a trance.

We are all close friends, there is nothing we cannot understand.

It turns out that this kind of feeling really exists in this world. We first met at the age of seven, separated at the age of fifteen, and got engaged at the age of twenty-one.

Both of them were obviously very clear-headed and knew that this was against the will of heaven and morality, but they chose each other anyway.