Chapter 64: Ying Qianqiu (3)
Jining's figure was hidden from the illusion. Seeing herself touching Ying Qianqiu's face at that time, she couldn't help but look away and stared at the clouds that were running around in the house .
At that time, he deliberately made a gesture of seducing Ying Qianqiu, and he didn't feel that there was anything in his heart, but now he looks at it from the perspective of a bystander. No matter how he looks at it, he feels too shameless. It was out of sight.
The light fragrance, even those eyes were wet.
He asked Ying Qianqiu: "You and I are both men, and we have already promised to get married, why do you still avoid me?"
Ying Qianqiu gently flicked his hand away without answering, suddenly the bell rang, Yun Duo jumped on the desk, bit the book that was placed, swept his fluffy tail around, and took advantage of the trend The pen holder overturned.
"You little thing!"
The boy saw.
At that time, Ji Ning really didn't see it, he was catching the clouds, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Ying Qianqiu had left, but now, Ji Ning saw it clearly Ying Qianqiu's reaction.
This is really…
Ning's eyes showed unusually complex emotions.
In the end, it was a very wrong act to end the relationship in a way that made people feel sincere. Although he did not regret doing these things in order to be able to go home, but This doesn't mean that he doesn't feel guilty, and if he reawakens the memory of the past at this moment, the taste in his heart is really uncomfortable.
The illusion continued to evolve on its own, and suddenly the scene changed, a burst of wine and food feasts filled the air, and the huge mansion was beautifully decorated. There was an endless stream, and the teenagers dressed in solemn dresses followed behind their father, smiling and accepting congratulations from others.
This day is the boy's sixteenth birthday, which means he is an adult.
He also sent a lot of people to celebrate his birthday, and even the treasure bags used to distribute the gifts filled several tables.
But the elders of various clans came to visit Ji's house, but it was not for his junior. Above the banquet, all the distinguished guests of all clans had already taken their seats and exchanged cups. A feast was held on another quiet mountain peak.
They are all close friends of the juvenile, and they are here to celebrate his birthday. At this time, there is no elders in the clan to discipline them, and there are no rules and constraints, so they get loose and sit together in twos and threes , drinking and frolic, noisy, so lively.
Gen duckweed, although there is no cold words, but no one chatted with him, and looked around, only the coldness and coldness around him, which was very out of place.
The boy saw Ying Qianqiu sitting beside him and called him repeatedly, but other boys and girls laughed and pulled his sleeves and tried to drink him, but he couldn't get off his body, and it didn't take long Just got half drunk.
After a few rounds of drinking, everyone began to play the game of finding objects again.
The teenager was blindfolded, and others hid several jade flowers in different places, with a little mysterious energy attached to them, so that the teenager could not see, but could only **** slowly, relying on sensing mysterious energy. Look for.
Only if all the jade flowers are found, he will win, otherwise he will be punished to drink a whole pot of wine.
"Who's birthday is it?"
The young man complained, and everyone laughed, saying that he was afraid. The young man has always been arrogant and arrogant.
"I think you can't find this last one."
His friend walked up to him with a smile, circled around him and said, "I'll give you the last half of the incense stick, if you can't find it, then..."
"Is this jade flower on you?"
The young man suddenly raised his head and faced his friend. The friend's eyes flashed with surprise, and he was about to retreat quietly, but the young man rushed over first, put his hand on his arm, and pulled him up : "Hurry up and hand it over!"
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Ying Qianqiu had already left the banquet when she saw the young man crash into the arms of others.
He went all the way down the mountain, walked to the lake at the foot of the mountain, sat down and quietly looked at the sparkling lake, under the moonlight, his cold expression revealed a trace of invisibility of loneliness.
A petite white figure emerged from the bushes, slowly approached him, and rubbed his arm lightly.
Ying Qianqiu looked down at the snow-white little beast and put it in his arms in the future, stroking its fur, after a while, he heard footsteps behind him. It is by hearing the footsteps that the person has been recognized.
He turned his head, and the young man had already walked to his side, his body was still dyed with a faint scent of wine, he sat beside him and asked, "Why did you leave first?"
"...I saw it coming out." Ying Qianqiu was silent for a moment, raised the clouds in his arms, and said.
"You lied." The boy picked up the fur on the back of Yun Duo's neck, let it go, and whispered, "You just want to leave..."
Ying Qianqiu didn't answer, the young man was dizzy from drunkenness, he held his forehead and muttered, "I'm dizzy, lend me a place to lie down."
After that, he put his pillow on Ying Qianqiu's lap, stretched out his fingers, tugged up a strand of Ying Qianqiu's black hair, wrapped it between his fingers, and asked, "What birthday did you give me? What about the ceremony? Didn't you prepare it for me?"
Ying Qianqiu looked at him for a moment, then suddenly clenched the boy's fingers lightly and responded to him in a low voice.
"I'm ready. I'm afraid you don't like it."
"I don't like it if you don't give it to me." The young man's voice was soft, as if he was coquettish, "Hurry up and give it to me."
Ying Qianqiu looked at him for a while, then stretched out his hand and took out a hairpin from his bosom.
"Listen to me." Ying Qianqiu said, "This is something in our clan, and every generation of clan masters will give this to his partner. Before I came to Ji's house, my mother would It's in my hands, and now..."
"Now are you going to give it to me?" said the boy in surprise.
"I don't know if you want it."
Ying Qianqiu looked at him deeply and spoke slowly.
"Before you accept this hosta, you have to think carefully."
It's because you don't want to talk to your father, and I can also raise the matter of withdrawing from the family first, so it won't embarrass you."
"But if you accept it, I will assume that you are willing to marry me, and no matter what happens in the future, you will never have any chance to go back, unless it is my death—"
"I am not a broad-minded person, no matter today or in the future, I do not like you to be close to others, even if they are your friends. Love, even if someone touches the corner of your clothes, I will be unhappy, and I have to destroy your clothes to be comfortable."
"Even so, will you accept this hosta and marry me?"
“…”
The young man lay down and looked at him for a while, then suddenly sat up with a little difficulty, took off his hair tie, let the black hair loose, glanced at him, tilted his head and said: "You come to replace I wear it?"
He doesn't often braid his hair, his movements are a bit unfamiliar, the bun is loose, and a few strands of black hair hang down, but the young man still has curved eyebrows, holding the hairpin and saying: "In the future It's my thing."
"I will ask you one last time." Ying Qianqiu said, "You know who I am, and what did you promise me?"
"You are the future."
The young man was drunk, but his eyes gradually became clear, the alcohol slowly dissipated, and he said seriously: "I promised to marry you, but I clearly agreed from the beginning... …”
His eyes showed surprise, his lips were kissed by Ying Qianqiu, he leaned back unexpectedly, but Ying Qianqiu held his back, preventing him from backing back, and his wrist was also taken Go up and hook the back of Ying Qianqiu's neck.
Ning, who was watching silently on the side, couldn't help but look away again, and when there were voices behind him, he looked at them again.
"I am very grateful for this gift." The young man was hugged by Ying Qianqiu, without his usual arrogance, his eyebrows lowered, and he asked a little shyly, "After a while, it will also be you. It's your birthday, what do you want?"
"I have accepted the gift you gave me." Ying Qianqiu grabbed the boy's hand and put a kiss on his knuckle.
Listening to their conversation, Ji Ning's heart moved slightly, and she suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, so she controlled the illusion a little and asked the young man.
"Then what else do you wish for? Or... wish to be fulfilled?"
"Wish..." Ying Qianqiu said softly, and suddenly said slowly, "Naturally it is the Guangfu clan."
"Anything else? Do you have any other wishes?"
"And there is."
Ying Qianqiu lowered his head and looked at the boy.
"You marry me...Little."