Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

Finally said the first sentence, it turns out that it is so difficult to admit the fact that I like a man, but the world always praises him for being brave and resourceful, and when it comes to relationship issues, it is still difficult to confess.

But at this time, Sima Yu seemed to be even more nervous, his warm eyes began to drift left and right, with anticipation and fear, his movements became uncomfortable, and he could only wait for him to say the person's name in the next sentence.

"Hehe, brother Yu must be very surprised."

Sima Yu looked at him, his eyes met, and then his eyes flickered, unable to see each other's thoughts, and then he laughed dumbly and said: "No, my thoughts are not as pedantic as you imagined, Brother Yi is too worried. "

"Well, that's fine." Having said that, Zhuge Yi continued to ask, "In your opinion, what should I do?"

It's rare to see him ask himself the other time, but what he doesn't want to ask is still a relationship question.Sima Yu looked at him in a daze: "Can Brother Yi tell the name of that person?"

Zhuge Yi paused, put one hand on his forehead slowly ==|||, raised one eye, and said with a funny and cute expression: "That man..." Cleared his throat, mustered up the courage to continue , "That man is King Ling'an."

After speaking, he was like a wilted eggplant, feeling completely helpless.

"What?!" Sima Yu lost his composure.Sure enough, it was him!He had known for a long time that Zhuge Yi's feelings for Nan Puyue were unusual, he had known for a long time, why did he still deceive himself and others that he hoped to be himself?He said to himself mockingly.

"Brother Yu, why are you panicking?" Zhuge Yi knew that he liked someone who was almost impossible to get, but he shouldn't be so flustered. Idea? I really have no other choice, so I will ask."

Sima Yu tried his best to keep himself calm, even though he was still injured, but he tried to slow down his tone and said: "Isn't he already engaged to Miss Zhou? Why bother Brother Yi..." After a pause, "Could it be because of this matter?" , are you so self-defeating?"

He nodded: "Of course, I feel depressed because of this, and I have been secretly sad for a few days."

People are selfish, and Sima Yu is no exception. If it can save him from the sea of ​​suffering, and create a chance for him to fall in love with him, why not do it, so he kindly persuaded: "Brother Yi Can you listen to me?"

Zhuge Yi raised his head and looked at him: "Tell me and listen."

He said with a slightly serious expression: "Give him up."

Hearing this, Zhuge Yi couldn't help being even more sad, and said bitterly: "The love is so deep, how can you just forget it."

If he could forget it, he must have forgotten it a long time ago, and he would not make himself so sad until today. Moreover, as long as he thinks that he will not be entangled with him from now on, he will feel that life is meaningless, and his heart is like being ripped out by someone. Like a hole - never whole again.

"Why are you doing this!" Sima Yu continued to persuade, "It's not your style to hang yourself on a tree!"

Yeah, why bother?He said with a wry smile: "You have never liked anyone, how would you know how I feel..."

"I have!" Sima Yu interrupted him, almost couldn't sit still and stood up.

"Oh?" Zhuge Yi asked suspiciously, "Why haven't I heard you say that?"

Can this be said?After finishing speaking, isn't there nothing between the two of them?Let alone a confidant, I am afraid that if you become a passer-by, you will have to hide whenever you meet.

His face tightened, and he took his eyes away from him and said, "One day you will know."

He almost couldn't help but say it, but fortunately he still had a trace of reason, otherwise he would have no room for regret.

Zhuge Yi stopped talking, thinking about it, the two of them knew very few women, if he had to choose one of these ladies, he would not be able to guess which one it was, because it was hard to tell which was the same in appearance and talent.

Of course, even if he was as smart as him, he would never have imagined that Sima Yu was a broken sleeve just like himself, and it just so happened that the person he liked was himself.

After Sima Yu left that day, Zhuge Yi resumed going to court, and he made up his mind to try not to think about that person, even though he would meet that person almost every day, even if the figure of that person would always haunt him Scattered in his mind, such as when eating, when going to the toilet, when taking a bath...

He loves so deeply that sometimes he becomes restless when he thinks about it, so he turns his attention and desperately writes and handles political affairs, but obviously the effect is not great.

In this way, I spent a month in peace and suffering, and the weather is getting colder and winter is coming...

And this winter is destined to no longer be peaceful...

The cold wind was blowing, and it was only mid-winter at this time, Nan Pujin's body began to change, from the slight wind and cold at the beginning to the headache and light feet later, it was not optimistic, even if all the preparations were made in advance, But still can't resist the invasion of cold air.For this reason, Nan Puyue was worried.

Today, as it has been for more than a month, from the morning court to the next court, Zhuge Yi and Nan Puyue almost never spoke, without expressing their opinions and arguing with each other in the past, the king and the ministers at the court still feel inexplicably do not adapt.

After Nan Puyue returned home by sedan chair, she went directly to Yixinyuan without even returning to her own yard.

In Yixin Garden, Nan Pujin was wearing a pink embroidered jacket and a snow-white fox fur cloak. Her long hair hung down her back, and she was sitting quietly on the stone pier at the moment.

When Nan Puyue approached, she saw her raising her eyes and wondering what she was thinking. He coughed lightly and asked worriedly, "What is Jin'er thinking?"

She recovered immediately, and then said to him with a sweet smile, "Brother, you are back."

"You girl." He wrapped her cloak a little tighter, shook his head helplessly and said, "Didn't I say that if you have nothing to do, don't come out and walk around?"

"Brother~" she called softly.

Nan Puyue's eyes softened: "What's wrong?"

"I... I don't have much time left." After speaking, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at him again.

When Nan Puyue heard this, her heart tightened suddenly, and she scolded: "What nonsense!"

She didn't speak, just lowered her head and looked at her feet. There was a trace of coolness from the cold ground through the soles of her feet, and the breath of winter rushed towards her face. She silently endured this kind of sadness that only she could understand. Clearly, even if her brother didn't say anything, she still knew a little bit.

It is indeed a bit cold these days, but for her, no matter how cold it is, it can't compare to the coolness in her heart.

At this time, Nan Puyue took her shoulders and said in her usual tone: "It's too cold outside, let's go inside."

Her jaw.

Entering the room, Nan Puyue frowned. The room was not as warm as imagined. Turning to look at the stove on the side, the charcoal in the stove had been burned out, and he suddenly became angry: "The maidservants are all dead. Where did you go! This kind of thing can’t be done well, so what’s the use of them!”