because of love

beg. "

"Okay..." Gu Cong looked at the bed weakly, the three requirements are really useful, why is he so foresighted? ?

That night, shortly after Anyang's parents left, the moving project was completed.At Gu Cong's strong request, he slept on the upper bunk. After the bedding was laid, the two potted plants were also moved to the window sill here.

Anyang Sheng's bedroom was decorated more delicately. The iron railings on the window sills and the color scheme of the overall decoration of the room actually had the mood of the [-]th century in Europe. Gu Cong sighed again after carefully looking at it.

The carefully stretched leaves became more and more lush, and the Clivia sprouted flower buds at some point.Although the buds are very small, it may take a long time to wait until they bloom, but inside the small buds, there is always an incredible and powerful vitality.

☆、Chapter-5

When it comes to cooking, Gu Cong still has great confidence in himself.For example, tomato scrambled eggs, he can cook three different flavors.

"Okay, let's eat." An Yangsheng watched Gu Cong take off his apron and wash his hands in the kitchen, and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy that my wife had just grown up.

"Why are you looking at me..." Gu Cong coughed a few times to cover up, "How about a taste of my cooking?" Maybe it took Gu Cong more than an hour to cook a meal because he hadn't cooked for a long time , Fortunately, there is no rush on weekends, otherwise I will definitely be late for dinner at this time.

An Yangcheng picked up a pair of chopsticks to scramble the eggs, looked at the blackness on it, and twitched his eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, it tastes good, would you like to try it?"

"Ahem, why is it black?"

"Well, maybe it's because I'm using an iron pot..."

"..." I put it in my mouth silently, felt the taste, and it was not bad.

"Is it delicious?" Looking forward to

"It's delicious." Although An Yangsheng couldn't bear to lie to him, the taste was much better than the appearance.

"It's a pity that it's a bit cold, I'll heat it up again."

"It's okay, just eat like this, I'm almost starving." After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, and eating a pinch of vegetables, An Yangcheng felt lightly that he was a little bit happy.

Gu Cong smiled, but said nothing, and the two of them ate their food silently.

"It tastes much better than it looks." After eating, An Yangcheng came to a conclusion on this dish.The green vegetables next to it looked relatively normal, and of course it wasn't a dark dish, but it was a little lighter than what Anyang's mother usually cooks.

"It's been a long time since I've cooked. It's rare to hear such a compliment. Thank you." Gu Cong bit his chopsticks and lowered his head, blushing like a daughter-in-law.

Anyang Sheng took the opportunity to tease him a few words.

"I'm going to wash the dishes!" Ping Ping Ping cleaned up the dishes, leaving An Yang Sheng behind, Gu Cong ran into the kitchen as if fleeing.

"Am I that much like a wolf, a tiger, and a leopard?" Even so, An Yangcheng still looked at Gu Cong's busy back with a smile, as sweet as eating honey.

Eh?Wait, why did he have strange feelings for Gu Cong? ?

Anyang's parents went to the Maldives for fifteen days, exactly two weeks, Anyang Sheng and Gu Cong maintained a strange atmosphere until they came back.

For example, before Gu Cong woke up, An Yangsheng would secretly lie on the edge of the bed and look at his sleeping face. Then he found out, pretended to wake up just in time, and said good morning.For example, Anyang Sheng would listen to the sound of water in the bathroom, imagine Gu Cong taking a bath, and then he couldn't control his excitement.For example, when looking at Gu Cong's face, he always wants to pinch him, when he sees his half-exposed waist lying on the sofa, he wants to pinch him, and even when he sees his lips, he wants to kiss him unconsciously.

For example, Gu Cong discovered that An Yangsheng has always kept a short distance from him recently, and when he wakes up in the morning, he can always see him standing on the bedside looking at him, and listening to him say good morning, his heart beats inexplicably faster.For example, when Gu Cong listened to An Yangsheng playing the piano, he would feel sweet in his heart when he imagined that it was playing for himself.For example, when Gu Cong looked at Anyang Sheng's hand with sharp joints, he always wanted to be held again.Occasionally, when I get too close to him a few times, it seems that I can't breathe.

Maybe he was sick, An Yangsheng once again resisted the urge to hug him, and forced himself to focus on the TV screen.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" The program was playing another soap opera, and when it happened to be the part of the confession, a girl dressed as a student asked.

"That's because I like you!" The man looked like he was in his 20s. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He seemed to be the CEO of a group, but he had a deep affection for the girl.

"You are the big boss, how could you like me?"

"You are you, no matter who I am or what your background is, what can I do if I like you? Seeing you sad makes me sad, seeing you happy makes me feel better. Whether you are pure and cute or angry and stubborn, everything is imprinted in my heart, date me! I will wait for you until you are 20 years old."

Anyang Cheng seemed to be struck by lightning, but his eyes were clear, as if he suddenly understood something, he immediately turned his head to look at Gu Cong: "Gu Cong, I know, I..." In the middle of the sentence, the loud closing sound of the door was merciless interrupted him.

"We're back!" Anyang's mother trotted in and hugged Gu Cong.

"Did Cong Cong miss me?" Anyang's mother put a white woven straw hat on Gu Cong's head.

"Hi Auntie, we miss you very much." Gu Cong laughed, "Where did you buy this?"

"...Uh, Mom." The son was confessing, why are you so good at timing.

"Hmm, I heard that you moved to the same room? Either way, the two boys are so affectionate. How is Shengsheng treating you? Did he bully you? If so, you must tell auntie, I will help you beat him."

"No, Anyang treats me very well." After moving there, Gu Cong called Anyang's parents and informed them of their "private relocation".

"..." Mom, who is your real son?

"That's good, that's good. By the way, I still have a present to give you, ah! Anyang's father was locked out by me, you wait for a while." As a result, Anyang's mother hurriedly ran back to open the door.

"Auntie is still so enthusiastic," Gu Cong said in a good mood, "Anyang, what did you want to say just now?"

"Cough, it's okay, let's talk about it tonight." An Yangcheng turned his head away, now it was his turn to drill into the ground.

After a while, Anyang's father, who had parked the car, came in together with a suitcase. Anyang's mother rummaged through it and took out two boxes.

"This is it, thump, thump, red string of love!" Anyang's mother introduced it as if offering a treasure, "I heard that it is very good to pursue others, so you can give it to the girl you like. If you want to wear it yourself, you can wear it yourself. As a gift from my aunt."

"Thank you, Auntie." "Thank you, Mom."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, let's sort out the things we brought back. There are many places in the house that are still empty."

Sensing Anyang Sheng's questioning gaze, Anyang's father explained: "Your mother emptied the souvenir cabinets at the local airport."

The three of them watched Anyang's mother decorate the house with various shells and coconut carvings in silence.

After dinner, An Yangsheng pulled him into the room and closed the door behind him.Gu Cong seemed to have noticed something, and became nervous.

"Then what, just say something if you have something to say?" Gu Cong seemed to have turned back into that cramped boy again, wringing his fingers and bowing his head, not daring to look at him.

"I think, I may fall in love with you!" An Yangcheng gritted his teeth, and let out the words cruelly.

"Go out with me!" Afraid of being rejected, An Yangsheng hastily added, "This is the third thing!"

"..." Gu Cong raised his head with a smile in his eyes.

"You promised me!"

"Even if you don't threaten me so much, I will agree, because, I also..." Gu Cong muttered for a while, "I like you too."

From the moment you noticed me, from the pot of Clivia you gave me, from the first time we went out for an "adventure", maybe you have already been imprinted in my heart.

The next day, Anyang's mother saw that "the two sons" were wearing red strings, and she thought happily that they were really two good children. They liked the gifts they gave so much that they would not give them to others.Little did they know that the red strings in their hands had already been exchanged.

The red thread holding the evergreen is still hanging there. It is said that if you tie the evergreen with a red thread, you can bless the flower growers to keep the "everlasting love".

"Look, the flowers are blooming." Gu Cong happily pulled An Yangcheng over to look at them, "It's not winter yet, yet they bloom so early this year."

"Hmm." An Yangcheng smiled, "Do you know the flower language of Clivia?"

"A humble gentleman and... low self-esteem?"

"It looks like your flower, doesn't it?" An Yangcheng said with a smile, "Ah, a gentleman can remove it."

"You're dead."

Clivia stood proudly, no longer blindly low profile.The brightly colored flowers are blooming, showing their most beautiful moments, and the surging fragrance enters people's hearts.

-THAN-

The author has something to say: Thank you for seeing the bobbins here!Thanks for your hard work!I don't even want to watch it again myself! ! _(:зゝ∠)_

In a flash of imagination, fill the crematorium.

This article was born in the winter vacation of the second year of high school. As for why it is only posted now... It is entirely because of laziness. It has really become black history, so I posted it bravely.Just look at my self-confidence, hahaha.

The following is a side story that has nothing to do with the main text, and it was born a year later.

No.1 said that it is completely different from the previous style of writing, and you can choose not to read it, so see you in the next article.

Mina-sanヾ(￣▽￣) Bye~Bye~

☆、Dream of Anyang

I was in the vast mist, and what I saw was a white world. I couldn't see the sky or the ground, and the surroundings were so quiet that I could hear the sound of a needle falling.I walked forward, and the thick fog receded behind me, and the open grass gradually appeared in front of me.

The bright green grass exudes vitality, and after only a few steps, I can smell the fragrance of the soil in it. The grass is as deep as my calf, and my pace slows down.Suddenly, a group of maids with bowed heads approached slowly, handing washbasins and towels and so on with their slender hands respectfully.I obediently obeyed their movements, and put on a felt hat, fur coat and high boots, with a heavy hanging tag on my waist, and the tie-up leather was skillfully tanned, with the unique color of leather on it.

I don't know when I came to a hall, and everyone knelt down on both sides of the corridor, shouting "My Lord, thousand years old" in unison.I subconsciously pulled up the token at my waist, and my eyes fixed on the word "Anyang" that floated up.

"Anyang Jun." A vague white figure approached me, and the voice was warm and familiar, sweet and familiar.

He is... what is he doing?I frowned, and raised my hand to grab his wrist bone through the sleeve, trying to see his face clearly, but it was in vain.

"What's the matter, Qing?" I heard my own voice, the voice was low and hoarse, and the ear-piercing answer made my heart twitch.

"Don't blame me, my lord. I am homesick and eager to retire from the imperial court. Come here and ask for my resignation."

Suddenly, the scene changed, and I was on the high platform, sitting upright in formal attire, looking down at the staff.Standing in the first place and bowing slightly, was naturally that Gu Qing who was dressed in white as snow.

"The previous dynasty has been overthrown, and it is taboo not to mention it. The matter of setting up a concubine must not be careless, please think twice!" I heard the familiar voice advise, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I could hear the anxiety in his tone.

All the staff echoed, "Please think twice, my lord."

My expression darkened imperceptibly, countless complicated thoughts welled up in my heart, and finally a pretty pink shadow flashed in my mind, and I also remembered what they said.

"You can make up your own mind. You don't have to worry too much. If you have time to think about how to govern the people and control the frontier, go back." I was impatient and watched them bow and retreat one by one.Just waited until the white-clothed man bowed deeply and was about to retreat, and persuaded Liu to blurt out.

"Gu Aiqing stay for a while and accompany me to stroll around the garden."

This is a frontier fortress, my title is Anyang, and I lead my troops to fight against the barbarians all year round.I sort out what I can think of, but my mind is still in chaos.I don't have a deep memory of the selection of the princess. I only know that her name is Meng Qingqing. She was a former princess. I probably have an impression of her voice and appearance. In the past, I always regarded her as my younger sister.

Gu Qing bent over and showed a back that seemed to pause, raised his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, made a gesture of apology with his hands, and then walked towards me in a graceful manner.The other staff members have already retreated quickly, and I have been staring in one direction, with only the white clothes and the long black hair hanging over it in my eyes.

"Gu Qing." I opened my mouth, murmured, then quickly turned around to cover it up, and strode towards the garden.

Bai Yi turned slightly sideways, falling a few steps behind me.He should have heard my call, and the gentle voice flowed slowly: "Mr. Anyang, are you annoyed that I am leaving? I know that you are not an impulsive person. It is not appropriate for Meng Nu to become a concubine. Whoever you marry can't be her. What's more, even if Even if the imperial decree has not arrived, you should not disobey the holy will."

"Are you pressing me with Brother Huang?" I turned my head suddenly, so angry that I forgot to call myself.

"No, I'm just worried about my lord. My lord, please listen to me. Since ancient times, kings and concubines have been different. The previous dynasty was destroyed, and Meng Nu was a commoner. Marrying a concubine is just out of reason, and it will not help the lord. I implore the lord, don't Make fun of your own future."

Listening to his objective argument, I suddenly felt a lot of nameless irritability, and my rough fingers uncontrollably stretched forward and pinched his chin: "Are you joking? I'm afraid it's my king's thoughts that have been suppressed." Just kidding!"

For a moment, I could see his face clearly.Gu Cong, Gu Cong!My lips are constantly moving, ready to have an answer.

"Gu Cong, how can you ignore my king's wishes!"

"The prince regards the grass-roots as his confidant, and Gu is terrified." Gu Cong in white turned his face away from being restrained, and bowed back reluctantly, "The grass-roots have decided to go back to seclusion the day before yesterday, and let go of their pens and return to the fields."

"Okay, you go, and Gu also goes! I might as well tell you that Meng Qingqing is just a cover-up. The emperor ordered the concubine to be a concubine, but he wanted to stabilize the king and tie him up in this wild place to guard the frontier for him! Why not On the contrary, join hands with the princess of the previous court to make trouble with him, and after being punished, Gu Gu will take off his armor and return to the field with you."

"My lord, the grassroots are terrified." Gu Cong lowered his head and said, "Gu is just a scumbag, and cannot afford the lord's great favor. The dynasty cannot live without the lord, but it doesn't matter whether there is one or not."

I heard my voice getting more urgent: "But this king can't do without you."

"My lord will eventually marry me."

I just felt that my heart was in a panic, and I had to vomit quickly. Without thinking about it, I said excitedly: "Brother Huang said alone, the big deal is to let him stay here in the frontier, and never marry for life!"

When I said a word, I was also stunned.Don't marry, don't accept, because this heart has long been tied to you!I lowered my eyes slightly, not knowing how to continue the topic.

The young man with red lips and white teeth in front of him froze with his half-open mouth, and continued to spit out hurtful words for a long time.

"Prince Mo Na's concern and persecution..."

It's still that gentle voice, but it sounds like a sharp knife that cuts people, those words cut the tip of my heart one by one.I was trembling with anger, and the breath from my mouth and nose became heavier and heavier. Hearing him say "persecution", I finally couldn't help but growl and shouted: "If you want to go, go! If you insist, how dare I stay?!"

Gu Cong shrank and buried his head deeper, I could almost see his waist from above.

"Gu Cong..." My heart softened, and I called him weakly.And the chaos in the brain began to stir the nerves, and the temples began to ache inexplicably, with bursts of pain like being hit by a blunt instrument.

I closed my eyes tiredly, struggled to open them again, and was horrified to find that the figure of the young man was gradually distorted and disappeared in the white clothes before my eyes, shrinking into a ball.

I reached out to grab it, and then caught off guard and started spinning.It was almost impossible to stand on the shaking ground, everything in the scene seemed to suddenly fall into a huge vortex, frantically melting into a piece of white.

The moment I sat up from the bed, I suddenly realized that everything was a dream.

I am not King Anyang, I am still in my room.However, after waking up from the dream, I was still holding the accidentally discovered train ticket in my hand, staring at the actress poster on the wall, unable to recover for a long time.

Gu Cong, my good friend, my brother.So, did I actually like him?

END