"Seven Short Stories"

A cold rain shattered the whole night.

With the soft light of the early morning, Fengting looked at the pink residual flowers all over the ground, and there were still water drops, shining brightly.

"Young master, the cold spring is coming, it's too cold, let's go back to the house."

"The smell after the rain is coveted. It's just that this scene is a bit hurt." He put on the clothes brought by the servant Shisan beside him.Turn around and go back.

"Excuse me, this brother..." Feng Ting heard a quiet and worrying voice asking, and turned his head.

The man stopped asking and looked at him fixedly.

Feng Ting can't see his face clearly, because the warm sun behind him is against the light.He rides a horse and carries a sword.

"What do you want to ask, this knight?"

The man came back to his senses: "May I ask for a cup of tea? I'm thirsty after traveling at night."

Feng Ting moved a few steps to avoid the backlight.Only then did he realize that the man had dark clothes and a black horse under him.It's all dripping with water.

"There is a lot of tea to drink, but you just need to boil the water for steeping. Can the knight move into the room and wait for a while?" Feng Ting just felt that the wind was cool, and he and his horse would be cold.

The man thought for a while, nodded and smiled, very politely.But in his eyes, there was sadness.

Feng Ting's eyes flicked from his body to his smile, and his heart fluttered.

Walking to the door, the man suddenly stopped: "Otherwise, forget it, I'm afraid that my clothes will be messed up and my brother's quiet room will be dirty."

Seeing his sincerity, Feng Ting wanted to leave.Reaching out to grab his sleeve: "It's okay."

The man paused, watching his slender hand wearing the goose topaz ring loosen as if it had been tied.

"...a hundred miles ahead, there is no one else. Can you...can you be my companion for half a day..." Feng Ting looked into his eyes with longing.

After a short silence, that Fang replied: "Brother, you don't dislike it, I am very willing."

Inside the house, Eleven lightly asked: "Master, the tea is ready, can I put some honey?"

"No need to let it go, I'm afraid this chivalrous man doesn't like sweets."

"Xiyin, you don't have to worry about me, brother."

Feng Ting pulled up his sleeve again: "Follow me into the house."

The bright sun rises higher, and the golden light shadows behind the two. One is lightly dressed like apricot, the other is dark like ink, with wide sleeves connected together, hiding in the room.

Passing through the hall, the man looked at the two cups of tea on the table with a lingering aroma, and asked, "Aren't you drinking tea here? Where are you taking me?"

"You are so soaked, how can you drink tea? Even if you warm your stomach, you won't be able to warm your body."

"Brother...? What do you mean?"

"You are about the same height and build as me. I will take you to change into clean clothes and have a drink with me." After Feng Ting finished speaking, he looked back at him and asked, "How is it?"

The man looked a little restrained: "I really feel uneasy. I am so abrupt, asking for tea, dirtying your house, and asking you to change this clothes for me. I still don't bother you, brother, so goodbye, thank you."

Feng Ting lost his expression, let go of his clothes, watched him walk away, and whispered to himself: "Today is my birthday, but this deep forest is empty, no one comes to congratulate me."

The person who took a step at the door stopped, turned his head slightly, and there was a trace of pity in his sorrowful eyes, and he felt a little distressed.

"If you don't want to wear my clothes, I understand. Then I'll call Eleven to get the stove and warm it for you." He asked again: "How is it?"

Eleven Lingtou: "Young Master, I'll go right away."

On the hilt of the man's sword, there was a transparent raindrop, which was shaken off by the movement of turning around.

"Happy birthday, I wish you joy."

Feng Ting approached him quickly, pulled up the corner of his clothes again, and said gratefully: "I am so happy to meet you."

The worried pupil shrank slightly.Originally, he just wanted to ask for directions, but the bamboo forest was too big and he lost his way.But for some reason, when he asked the way, when Feng Ting turned his head, he said that he was thirsty.In fact, on the side of his horse facing the sun, there is a kettle hanging on it.

"Brother..."

"Call me Fengting, okay?"

……

"Okay, I don't know if Feng Ting is a younger brother or an older brother. My name is Cheng Xun, and I am 25 this year."

"As a younger brother, I am also 25 this year."

Feng Ting pulled him to sit on the red sandalwood chair carved with dragons and phoenixes in front of the table.

"Since they are the same age, why are you a younger brother?" Cheng Xun was puzzled.

"May 26 today is my birthday. Your sword hilt is engraved with May 27. Could it be your birthday? You are one day older than me." Feng Ting carefully asked with his eyes whether his guess was right.

No, the date engraved on the hilt of the sword is Cheng Xun's birthday.He doesn't know anything except his own birthday.Xu Shi didn't even own his own name or surname.He was adopted, and now he left the sect that taught him martial arts, and planned to wander the world.He felt that his heart did not belong, and the sect was too lively to tolerate him alone.He couldn't see that the brothers and sisters around him had family members who often visited and asked about their health, which was a great joy.Ren Shifu treated him very well, but he couldn't make up for it, and his heart was empty.

The master said that the sword engraved with the date was not in his swaddle.And May 27 is his birthday.

The master didn't say, there is still a twisted bloodstain on the white cloth of the baby: the time of the sword hilt, the date of birth.

He knows nothing about himself, except his birthday.

After losing his mind, Cheng Xun nodded: "Indeed, I am a brother."

A cup of light, elegant and fragrant tea was served in front of her eyes, with a pair of clean and transparent eyes full of joy.Cheng Xun looked at Feng Ting, and felt that something was rippling in his heart.

He actually felt that his heart, which had been empty all along, had a sense of fulfillment.This feeling, some subtle peace of mind.

He didn't know when the heater was emitting heat by his side, but he just felt that his body was no longer cold, and his heart felt warmer.

"This tea is light, is it palatable for Brother Cheng?" Feng Ting saw that there was something thoughtful in his worried eyes, thinking that he didn't like the taste.

"Xu Yes, it's almost honey." He doesn't like sweets.He was just brought into the house by the reason of 'thirst' that he didn't know why, and he was a little grateful that this gentle and jade-like young master gave up his own taste for himself.What he said was nothing more than to let the master not have to worry about his own preferences.

"Your eyes, tell me, you don't like sweets." Feng Ting pushed away the small box of honey from Shi Shi's end.

He asked again: "Are you happy with wine? I have a lot here, and store it in the cellar."

Cheng Xun raised his eyes and looked at the layout of the hall: the walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings, elegant and elegant, filled with the fragrance of ink, and it was quiet.

It is not an exaggeration for a person with such amorous feelings to have warm wine for storage.

So he nodded: "Very happy, but I prefer strong brewing."

"Eleven, go get it.

"Yes, sir."

The boy walked away quickly.

Cheng Xun was slightly surprised that he actually had spirits.With his style of tea, it seems to be tasteless, but after swallowing it has an endless aftertaste.Wine storage should be as gentle as this.

Not long after, two jars of wine with a deep porcelain fragrance were respectfully presented to the table by two servants led by Eleven.A maid was holding a white jade tray, on which stood two blue wine cups, engraved with peonies in full bloom.So chic, so elegant and gorgeous.

The sun is half high, penetrates into the window, and sprinkles in a shadow, the branches of the trees are whirling and swaying.The temperature in the room was much higher, and Cheng Xun felt that his clothes were already half dry, and the clothes that seemed to be sticking tightly pressed against his skin, making him very uncomfortable.He twisted his body a few times to ease his discomfort.

As soon as the lid of the porcelain altar was opened, it was indeed very strong, and the strong spicy rushed into the nose.

Feng Ting raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose.

Seeing his behavior like this, Cheng Xun must not be a person who likes this wine, but why would he store it in a cellar?

"Occasionally, when I feel sad, I drink it, get drunk quickly, and fall asleep deeply, without feeling any pain." Feng Ting saw his confusion, took a sip of tea, and said softly.

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and told Eleven and the others to go out and wait.He picked up the bamboo scoop and poured wine for Cheng Xun.

"It's my birthday today, I thought it was extremely boring, no one talked, but I happened to meet Brother Cheng who asked about tea and was willing to accompany me. I am honored to have a drink for this matter."

He poured himself a glass too.

"Drink first as respect."

Cheng Xun watched him frown slightly and drank slowly, body fluid gushed out of his mouth like a spring, his throat moved up and down, he raised the jade cup, "Isn't it too spicy to drink such strong wine?"

He raised his head and plunged into his intestines, the warm current radiated, and the dense sweat that had just dried up stuck to the clothes that had just dried.

Putting down the jade cup, the face of the person in front of him was already flushed, and he smiled smugly: "After the spicy, I feel what I'm drinking. Compared with the comfort of sweet and warm tea, the short-term discomfort left by this wine will make me feel like I'm drinking in my heart. It's not that uncomfortable." He smiled wryly again.

This wilderness is endless, the bamboo forest is deep, and such a big house is incomparably magnificent, but there is only him and a few servants, nothing else.Cheng Xun couldn't figure out why he lived here alone, and why no one came to celebrate his birthday today.Judging from this mansion, he has a good fortune, so he must have friends.

He also thought, perhaps before the night celebration, his friends and relatives were too far away to come here.I just came across this, so why should I be curious about other people's affairs.

"Your eyes can't hide things." Feng Ting poured the wine again: "Are you wondering why I am here alone? No one congratulates me?"

Cheng Xun didn't deny it, but was a little embarrassed: "It's really strange that you have seen your thoughts."

After he finished speaking, Feng Ting sipped the strong wine in exchange.

There was silence for a while.

After drinking three cups with each other, Feng Ting was already in a daze, Na Na said to himself: "I am the second son of the Feng family, and my father is a rich man in Luocheng, with wealth and wealth. When my elder brother was 12 years old, his mother passed away due to illness. I My father took my mother five years later and gave birth to me three years later. There is a 20-year age gap between my elder brother and me. Now I am 25 years old, and his children are all about the same age as me. My father passed away last winter. I didn’t know about the house until the moment he died. Also, most of the family property is left to me. It’s enough for me to spend my life in luxury.”

Looking at Feng Ting, whose face was flushed red and his eyes were drunk, when he talked about the sadness of his father's death, Cheng Xun's heart trembled a few times.Some can't help but feel distressed.At the same time, I also feel that I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I have no chance to experience this life and death.

His father passed away last winter, and now it's only May, isn't it only half a year?How can you not feel sad when your loved ones leave.Just now when he said that he should drink strong alcohol when he feels pain, he must be referring to the difficult loss of a loved one.

With a sigh, he saw Feng Ting lying on the table, his wrists in the long sleeves were exposed, and he was wearing a very thin purple soft bracelet, which was very eye-catching on his fair skin.The slender fingers were right in front of his eyes.Cheng Xun moved his fingers and touched the thin purple bracelet.

"My mother left this to me." Feng Ting felt the touch of his wrist, did not move his hand, closed his eyes, and began to speak slowly: "My mother left with my father. I... miss every night."

Tears rolled down his face.

Cheng Xun stood up, wanting to wipe his tears, but felt it was inappropriate, hesitated, sat down again, scooped up a glass of strong wine himself, feeling even more distressed about what happened to him.It seems that there is something else, looking at Feng Ting's confused appearance, listening to his soft voice, my heart is constantly rippling.

"My elder brother has never liked me, and he doesn't know the family property left by my father and me. Maybe he thinks that I run away from home now, so he won't look for me. Do you think I'm cowardly? Living in waste, why not end your life and go with them?"

"No, life is precious, don't talk about death casually, your parents also want you to think about this." Cheng Xun still wiped his tears, he felt that this person needs comfort now.It should be said that he, who was lonely and miserable since childhood and didn't know what to care about, wanted to comfort him with emotions he never knew.

Feng Ting also wiped the corners of his eyes, opened them slightly, looked at Cheng Xun who bent over and looked at him with pity, stared at him for a long time, and said: "My elder brother's six children are all women, I have no descendants, and my parents told me to think about the family property left by the Feng family. If I want to stay, I will definitely stay. I... can only work hard to survive this kind of pain. I have been mourning for three years." He held on He sat up straight, but was paralyzed by the alcohol, and was supported by Cheng Xun. He felt slightly drunk, and whispered: "I have a headache...I only drink one cup in the past..."

After finishing speaking, he took advantage of the situation and fell into Cheng Xun's bosom with astringent fragrance that was drenched in the rain.

Cheng Xun's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and then he ran wildly.Looking at the man in his arms whose eyelashes were trembling slightly, his expression was unbearable, probably because of the alcohol.Gotta let him rest.

He took a few breaths to calm down his inexplicable nervousness, looked at the gate of the hall, and planned to ask the person named Eleven to help his young master back to the room.But there was no one at the door.

At this time, he was also a little over the top, the wine was indeed too strong.Thinking about it, the room that Feng Ting pulled the corner of his clothes to go to may be his bedroom, so he gently called the person in his arms: "Feng Ting, Feng Ting? You wake up, I will help you go back to your room, and sleep again later." .”

Feng Ting's cheeks are blush like peach blossoms.He opened his eyes and narrowed them into curved slits, intoxicating.

"I didn't sleep... It's just that my head is too heavy, and so are my eyes... I'm afraid I won't be able to walk, so just let me stay here."

Then he left Cheng Xun's chest and lay down on the table.

"That's fine." Cheng Xun thought for a while and said to himself.

There is no need to worry about him, there will definitely be servants and maids who will come to see him later and will take good care of him.

And he should leave too.He walked a few steps, but felt his sleeves snapped, and turned his head.In a daze, Feng Ting pulled the corner of his clothes very tightly.

What to do with this, judging by the strength of his hand, it may be difficult to break it apart.Cheng Xun's head was dizzy for a while, and he rubbed it: "This wine is really strong."

Suddenly his body was forced and pulled, he took a few steps back unexpectedly, and then was wrapped around his waist and tightened.The left shoulder was pressed against Feng Ting's head.The smell of tea and wine was mixed, and Cheng Xun heard heat and soft words: "Don't go, I'm afraid of being quiet...very afraid...I want someone to talk to me..."

Cheng Xun's earlobe was itchy, and his heart was even more itchy and numb.The body trembled uncontrollably.I felt that all the wine I drank just now rushed straight to my forehead, and it was very confusing.

"In the past six months, I have never seen a stranger... Can you stay in the deep bamboo forest and spend more time with me?"

"I know what I said is unreasonable...Greedy and selfish. Maybe you have something to do, so I delayed your trip...but I..."

"But I... the moment I see you, I feel happy. I don't expect to have someone by my side all the time... But it's rare to meet someone, please allow me to indulge for a while. Look at my birthday today, you..." He asked softly, fascinated: " Accompany me to celebrate at night... okay?"

Fengting suffers from missing his parents all day long, in this wild place, there is nothing to separate

Heart, no one can complain.Only the bleak wind and cold rain, the wild sparrows in the lonely sun, and the endless broad-leaved thick bamboos made me feel even more sad.Especially, when the night is deep and the moon is still, it is even more sad to think that my parents were there before, laughing and laughing.Even he who never drinks alcohol and has a gentle personality, prepares strong alcohol in order to numb the pain.It's better to be in a mess drunk than to be sober and suffer through the lonely and sad days and nights.

Cheng Xun's waist was held tighter by him, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his mind became heavier, and his feet became lighter.Stepping on the thick soft blanket on the ground, the center of gravity was even more unstable, and the two of them lay on the ground mixedly while shaking.Feng Ting didn't pay attention, when he fell, he tore off Cheng Xun's belt, and pulled off half of his coat.

Cheng Xun lay on the thick blanket, his whole body was hot, and his mind was even hotter.He looked at Feng Ting, who was in a state of intoxication, smiled foolishly, and cried foolishly a few times.

The distress and pity in his heart was even worse, besides these, he looked at Fengting lying on his back with his limbs stretched, and he went crazy and felt hot all over his body.

He crawled toward him a few times, reaching out to touch his fingertips.

Feng Ting slammed his palm to death, and Cheng Xun quickly pulled him over, and sat up by himself, intoxicated into his arms.

The two stared up and down.

All gasped lightly.

The melancholy in Cheng Xun's eyes was filled with fiery heat, and the gradually filled enthusiasm made Feng Ting a little confused, and he smirked: "What do you want to do..."

A moment of silence.

"I want...I want you." Cheng Xun said in a seductive way, and the wine was already on his mind.

A moment of silence.

Feng Ting's pupils dilated, and he seemed to wake up a lot.

"I didn't want to ask about tea, but the soft morning light cast on your face, and I suddenly wanted to say a few more words to you. I made excuses on purpose." Under the volatilization of the spirits, Cheng Xun was originally The eyes that couldn't hide their thoughts were filled with joyful and heart-beating expressions at this moment.

Feng Ting's drunken face turned even redder, and he stared straight into his eyes: "I was afraid that you would catch a cold and get sick, but when you got off the horse with a smile that captivated my heart, I suddenly wanted you to accompany me for a while. Admit it It's my greed."

Overwhelmed by alcohol, he wrapped his arms around Cheng Xun's neck: "You and I, it's love at first sight..."

Cheng Xun swallowed hard, and responded shyly: "It's love at first sight."

"Then can you stay for me?"

"I was all alone, ready to roam the world. If you would like to keep me physically and mentally, I would like to be with you for the rest of my life in this deep bamboo environment. But..."

Feng Ting was overjoyed, took off Cheng Xun's underwear, and said shyly: "But what...?"

He let him move, showing his strong chest, stroking Fengting's soft long black hair: "I'm afraid that if you marry a wife in the future, I will be sad."

Feng Ting left from his arms, lying beside him, tilting his head in a daze: "It would be great if I were a woman."

Cheng Xun pressed on his body, biting his earlobe: "You make my heart beat so fast and chaotic."

"Mm...~~Mm~~..." Feng Ting closed his eyes and moaned softly as he provoked him, his whole body felt waves of heat.He couldn't help grasping the fluffy fur on the thick blanket with a little force.

He said incoherently: "Cheng Xun... you today... um... If you have sympathy with me, then... then don't blame me."

"I will not disappoint you!"

Cheng Xun turned Feng Ting over, put his lips together and kissed lightly.Fumbled with his hands, except for his belt, and cut open his close-fitting clothes, skin to touch, the two bathed, burned, burned, kissed deeper, lips, teeth, intertwined, entwined.

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Three years later…

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"Cheng Xun, I'm so tired."

"Yesterday, on your birthday, I drank too much and couldn't control it well."

"You didn't control yourself every night."

"You don't like it?"

"How can you ask so bluntly... Cheng Xun, you were not so utterly bad before."

"Then what did I look like before?"

"You can't hide things in your eyes, now..."

"How is it now?"

"Not only can't hide it now, but I have to say it."

"Ting'er... If I don't say it, I feel that you will be very displeased, so I must say it."

There was a slight smile, followed by the snort of being kissed deeply.

After a long time of entanglement, Cheng Xun asked carefully: "What do you think about the continuation of the Feng family's descendants? Now that the three-year filial piety period has passed, you..."

Feng Ting snickered, then turned to Yang Zuo's seriousness for a moment: "It's time to get married."

He saw Cheng Xun's face suddenly darken.The worried eyes of the eyes that couldn't hide their thoughts seemed to return to the time when they first saw each other.

"After I get married, I will also find you a beautiful woman. You and I will be neighbors in this bamboo forest." He asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Cheng Xun frowned: "Back then, you didn't want me to betray you. I stayed with you for the rest of my life. If you think I'm redundant now, I'll just go."

He got up, grabbed the coat on the ground, threw it off and put it on.But being pulled by the corner of his clothes, his body paused, caught off guard, and took two steps back.He was wrapped around Feng Ting's waist, his head resting on his shoulders, and whispered softly in his ear: "Eleventh told me that he found out that my elder brother had asked for two concubines and had six sons."

Cheng Xun was stunned for a moment, but then came to his senses.Suddenly enlightened in his heart, he turned his head and embraced Feng Ting, staring affectionately: "You deceive me to trust you in everything, and deliberately anger me to marry a wife!"

There was a burst of soft laughter, followed by a groan: "Uh...uh..."

The two trembled up and down, only to hear Feng Ting intermittently begging for mercy: "Cheng Xun, um...Cheng Xun, no, you're tossing like this...but it's not okay."

"Yesterday was your birthday, and I didn't control myself. But today is my birthday, how can you control me?"

"You... um... getting worse and worse..."

The sun is already high outside the window, cast into the shadows of the trees, shaking slightly...

Last night, the fine cold rain lasted all night, and the ground was covered with pink residual flowers, reflecting the crystal water drops...

"Finish"