In front of the North Gate

Lou Huaiyu's breathing and heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then became rapid again.

Shi Jichang's reaction speed was much faster than his. He quickly snatched the knife from Lou Huaiyu's hand, said "answer" in a breathy voice, and walked into the room quickly and lightly.

Lou Huaiyu breathed calmly, and replied in a voice as natural and calm as possible: "Here we come."

Then he pretended to trot over and opened the door.

Mr. Yamaguchi stood at the door wearing a very Chinese-style winter suit.

Looking in through the thick lenses, he asked Lou Huaiyu again: "Why is the door closed in broad daylight?"

Lou Huaiyu's heart was beating fast, and he found the most reasonable one among the thousands of reasons he had thought about just now, and told Yamaguchi: "I was building a snowman just now, and the door is very windy."

But as soon as he said it, Lou Huaiyu regretted it, because it stopped Shankou who was going straight to the house, and saw two snowmen with different styles piled up in the yard.

Yamaguchi changed his path, walked towards the snowman, and stopped a few steps away from Lou Huaiyu's flustered and nervous eyes that he didn't see.

The snowman built by Shi Jichang still has the word Shi Jichang written on its body, but because it is engraved, it is not obvious on the snow-white ground.

Lou Huaiyu almost held his breath.

In the few seconds that Yamaguchi stared at the snowman, he had already thought of more than a dozen sophistry words, and the way to die in pain after sophistry.

When he thought of the injuries on Shi Ji Chang's body on the first day of his arrival, he felt that his legs were a little weak.

Fortunately, Yamaguchi turned around quickly. Judging from the expression on his face, he didn't see anything, and accepted his reason for closing the door.

"I'm late." Yamaguchi said regretfully. He lowered his eyes, saw Lou Huaiyu's hand exposed in the air, and stretched out to hold it up. "Come here earlier and I can pile it with you."

Lou Huaiyu's warm hand held by Shi Jichang had quickly turned cold due to an accident, and even his palms were sweating coldly.

Fortunately, Yamaguchi thought it was snow water, and rubbed it together: "Why do you build two snowmen by yourself, don't freeze your hands."

Lou Huaiyu said with a guilty conscience: "I just wanted to make one at first, because there is too much snow."

Yamaguchi smiled, no longer entangled with the two snowmen, and led Lou Huaiyu into the house.

Before closing the door of the room, Lou Huaiyu glanced at the two snowmen from afar, and then took a deep breath amidst the sound of the door closing.He came out of the horror of facing death, finally came to the familiar place, and recovered the familiar state.

Yamaguchi sat down on the stool, and he walked over and sat directly on the opponent's lap, reaching out to hug his neck.

"So Mr. Yamaguchi can make snowmen?" Lou Huaiyu coquettishly said, "I haven't made one with me before, maybe he made one with something blue or green?"

Mr. Yamaguchi really laughed when he heard the words, and put his arms around Lou Huaiyu's waist and hugged him cherishingly.

Yamaguchi laughed and teased Lou Huaiyu like a little jealous recently, and made it clear that he still likes him the most, and he was the first to see him when he came back.

It also seemed that he really regarded Lou Huaiyu as some kind of wife, asked him about the condition of his wound, and explained to him in detail where he had been going and what meetings he had these few days.

There was no ups and downs in Lou Huaiyu's heart, but on the surface she pouted and responded unhappy: "Oh."

Yamaguchi stretched out his hand to pinch his face, raised Lou Huaiyu's resentful expression, and looked at him.

In order to act smoothly and naturally, Lou Huaiyu quickly glanced away, looking aggrieved, so when Yamaguchi's kiss fell on his cheek, Lou Huaiyu was really shocked.

His body froze uncontrollably, he couldn't help raising his head, and met Yamaguchi's complicated eyes.

Lou Huaiyu went to the city with a troupe three years ago, and after a performance, was bought by Yamaguchi and brought back.

He was obsessed with looking at Lou Huaiyu, but at first, besides singing, he would order Lou Huaiyu not to speak or make noise, and asked him to dress up as a woman. If he had physical contact with Lou Huaiyu before, he would inevitably become stiff.

Lou Huaiyu has always thought that Yamaguchi is more like a pet to watch, but the touch is unpleasant, and occasional contact is the maximum that can be tolerated after getting familiar with it.

Lou Huaiyu never thought that Yamaguchi would kiss him one day.

And looking at Yamaguchi's expression, he was struggling, as if he was finally satisfied after thinking about it for a long time, but he was also a little bit regretful and disgusted when he was satisfied.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Lou Huaiyu got up from Yamaguchi's legs in a timely manner.

Yamaguchi also let go of him, cleared his throat and said, "I haven't heard you sing for a long time."

Lou Huaiyu understood his purpose: "What does Mr. Yamaguchi want to hear?"

"Just the part about Qin Xin in The West Chamber," he said, "You sing that part very well."

After a pause, he said again: "Maybe some Japanese friends will come over in a while, you can practice during this time, and I will show you to them when the time comes."

After Lou Huaiyu came here, she seldom practiced martial arts, nor did she perform on stage, and sang for the second person.

He couldn't help but feel joy and anticipation, so he responded immediately, then cleared his throat, quickly got into the mood, and sang: "Could it be that the steps are shaking so that the topknot is exquisite, and the skirt is dragging so that the rings are ding-dong."

"Could it be that the wind blows the eaves of the iron horse and the eaves move, and could it be that the bell of the Brahma King's palace is ringing at night."

"I sneaked here to listen to the sound on the east side of the wall, but it turns out that Li Sitong is from the west wing."

"He doesn't act like an iron cavalry with swords and guns, and he doesn't follow the example of the mountain and the crane."

"He doesn't play tricks on Fengyue, but he is like a son and daughter whispering in a small window."

"He thinks that he is poor and hates him, and he only loses his male and female sex for the Jiaoluan and the young phoenix."

"Before the end of his song, I have already understood. It is clear that it is the Shrike and the Swallow."

"Feeling for a heartbroken night, bosom friends have the same heart through the ages, all in words."

At the end of a period, it seemed that it was snowing again outside, not as big as yesterday, and the snowflakes fell loosely from the sky one by one, as if they came to the world very comfortably.

Mr. Yamaguchi clapped his hands as usual and praised him for his good singing.

He seemed to be really busy during this period. Of course, he might say that he likes Lou Huaiyu the most, but he still prefers to have dinner with a really beautiful girl.

In short, after instructing Lou Huaiyu to keep warm and recuperate, he left before lunch.

Lou Huaiyu's room has no windows, and the main light source during the day is a few doors.

The place where Shi Jichang stood was the most inward, and it was very dark. In fact, every time, he felt that the time was infinitely stretched. Although it was not a big deal compared with the pain of flesh and blood, it made Shi Jichang a little different from the pain of flesh and blood. difficult.

Shi Jichang leaned on the wooden board, boredly seeing Lou Huaiyu flirting with others skillfully through the gaps in the carvings.

Look at Yamaguchi's expectant and complicated expression when he bowed his head and kissed him.

When watching Lou Huaiyu sing, the bright eyes and the curved corners of the mouth.

The door of the room was opened, and the cold wind inevitably poured in. When it reached Shi Jichang's side, it was already not too cold.

But Lou Huaiyu was probably cold, because he didn't have any clothes on, and his body shivered very slightly, but the person who told him to keep warm just now didn't seem to care.

The outside is very brightly reflected by the snow, the treetops are hung with ice branches, the snowflakes are falling on the ground, on the leaves, in the flower beds, and there are two snowmen.

Soon, their names will be covered with new snow.

Standing was too boring. While recalling the addresses and meetings that Shankou had just mentioned with Lou Huaiyu, Shi Jichang briefly flashed some thoughts, and then walked out with his legs, and came back with the sender. Lou Huaiyu had a face-to-face meeting.

Shi Jichang looked down at him.

Lou Huaiyu didn't know why, this time Ji Chang felt a little indescribable when he saw Yamaguchi goodbye.

He couldn't tell what it was, he could just be sure, not a very positive mood.

Lou Huaiyu cleared his throat and wanted to say something.

But Xiaodong came to deliver lunch soon, so nothing could be said.