Yezhao Sandbar

Chapter 25

The young man's dazed look is like a plump pomegranate that is about to crack, a piece of crystal-like sparkle that inadvertently falls into his eyes, delicious and seductive!

Duan Qianmo leaned forward, squinted his eyes and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "It smells like crab roe, but I'm quite courageous. I started a small stove behind my king's back. I haven't tasted this year's fat crab yet."

Ah Xi was already awake when he approached, she stepped back and said, "My lord is drunk, please go back and rest."

"I don't want to rest, get up!" Duan Qianmo ignored his greasy hands, pulled him up and walked out of the yard, "play a song with me!"

Ah Xi couldn't get rid of it, so she was dragged by him to the rockery pavilion in the backyard.

The two climbed up to the pavilion, Duan Qianmo sat leaning against the railing, and Axi stood aside, looking up into a pale yellow moon half-hidden by a light veil.

A melodious flute sounded, which was actually the only unnamed piece Ah Xi knew. Duan Qianmo looked at him with raised eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes.

Ah Xi didn't know if she understood the signal in his eyes, but she stood with her hands down, indifferent.

After Duan Qianmo finished playing a song, his sleeve brushed the jade flute. The young man didn't respond to his signal to play together, and he was not annoyed. He reached out to pull him, but he quickly avoided it.

An awkward little thing, since Duan Qianmo figured it out, he liked A Xi more and more. He didn't care about those betrayals anymore. He was a young man, and he didn't have a clear understanding of right and wrong. Tune-teach for a while, and after a long time, I have to follow him desperately.

He looked at Ah Xi, and the other party looked at Mingyue, speechless for a moment.

After a while, Duan Qianmo stood up, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, turned him to himself, and said softly: "Stay in the palace, stay by my side, I promise you peace and joy and peace of mind for the rest of your life, okay? "

Such tenderness made Ah Xi feel ridiculous at this moment. He looked at Duan Qianmo and said clearly and firmly, "Ah Xi doesn't need it, and I can't afford it either!"

"Are you angry with me?" Duan Qianmo asked lightly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Axi dare not." He lowered his head, then raised it again, and looked at Duan Qianmo without squinting. One person and one horse are enough for one's own life."

"Your behavior is not what you said, one person and one horse, living alone in a corner of the desert." Duan Qianmo hit the nail on the head, he didn't want to confront each other like this, but Axi always had a way to make him lose his composure.

A Xi was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "This is just my yearning, if I really want to choose..." At this point, he paused, looked at Duan Qianmo, and said slowly: "It is impossible to stay here .”

He didn't finish speaking, but Duan Qianmo knew that if he didn't have to choose, he would live the life he wanted in the desert alone. side effects.

It turned out that it wasn't that he had the final say on Ah Xi's relationship with him, if he wanted to stay, he could stay by his side for the rest of his life.

But who is Duan Qianmo, if he wants to stay, there is no reason to let go.

This was just his plan, there was no need to tell Yu Axi, anyway, he couldn't run away from the iron walls inside and outside the palace.

Duan Qianmo seemed to be in a good mood today, and Ah Xi felt that it was necessary to explain the misunderstanding clearly, except for his identity.

"The man who was with me that day was named Nie Qin. He was Master's junior in Tantra, and he was a lay disciple."

Duan Qianmo knew that he wanted to explain, and his eyes softened.

"He practiced external kung fu to strengthen his body. He returned to the Central Plains three years later. He only occasionally came to the desert to see Master. The matter of the Jiangnan Rebel Army was because he found a sign and knew that someone would be against you, so he rushed to inform him beforehand. I was at the inn that day, and I asked the king to find a way to come to help."

He didn't ask Duan Qianmo whether he believed it or not, he just finished talking dryly.

Duan Qianmo pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "I believe what you said!"

Ah Xi looked at him, originally stating the facts, and didn't expect him to believe it, but his words: I believe, made his heart still jump for joy, but only for a moment, and then sank again .

How long can Duan Qianmo's trust last?

If one is not enough, it will fall apart, and if one turns around, it will be exhausted.

"Can I see your face?" Duan Qianmo asked almost cautiously.

Axi turned away and said in a deep voice, "My face is a curse!"

Duan Qianmo stared blankly at his profile, then frowned.

He hoped that Ah Xi would be honest with her, but the dejected look in his eyes at this moment gave up the idea of ​​finding out.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you can see the real face or not. Of course, he will see it one day.

This night during the full moon festival, Duan Qianmo quietly accompanied Axi to enjoy the moon. Axi didn't ask about Duan Qianmo's wedding date, and Duan Qianmo didn't mention it. In his opinion, taking a side room is not a big deal at all. , but Ah Xi never asked, he was still somewhat unhappy.

Duan Qianmo wanted Axi to move back to the inner courtyard, but Axi didn't say a word, so the matter was delayed. Duan Qianmo didn't want to force him, because Axi didn't want to go back to the inner courtyard. Health chuckle.

In the blink of an eye, the autumn in the northwest is only bleak, as if the autumn wind withered all the summer green in one night.

Duan Qianmo usually came at sunset, and whenever he came, the clouds and mists would disappear spontaneously.

The two of them were alone, and Ah Xi didn't feel uncomfortable, what to do, Duan Qianmo held the scroll in his hand, and followed him with his eyes, watching him sweep the fallen leaves in the yard, watching him eat, watching him collect the dishes and wash them, Seeing him sitting across from him reading a book is boring, but Duan Qianmo finds it extremely enjoyable.

It's just that after a long time, he felt something was wrong. He was enjoying one thing and not doing the other, but he turned a blind eye to the other.

After sorting out his heart clearly, he increased his nostalgia for Axi over time in what he thought he was getting along day and night, but Axi's heart gradually cooled down in subtle traces, and the boy's eyes could no longer see To the ups and downs throbbing for him.

This made Duan Qianmo feel unprecedentedly at a loss.

It turned out that his so-called sense of superiority, those means of lingering in love, those flattery and fawning that attracted so much attention were just the eyes gathered by the brilliance of his identity.

For Ah Xi's disregard, he was helpless.

In Ah Xi's clear mirror-like eyes, only one person is reflected. An ordinary man named Duan Qianmo may not even be a fart!

The oil lamp flickered, and Duan Qianmo came back to his senses. Seeing Axi leave the house, he brought back a pot of warm water and put it on the low stool after a while.

Seeing him undoing his hair belt, he realized that he was about to wash his hair. Under the dim oil lamp, his wine-red hair showed a dark red color, curly and hanging down his waist, like a gorgeous brocade scroll unfolded.

"I'll help you wash."

Duan Qianmo graciously picked up his hair, but Ah Xi hesitated for a while, and acquiesced.

Let go of Ah Xi's hair, ran out quickly, and came in after a while. Several servants moved the unused bamboo couch, covered it with cushions, and brought a large bucket of hot water.

"Lie down!" He pulled Ah Xi to lie down, and carefully placed a cloth towel under his neck.

Ah Xi's chronic illness can't bear the cold. For this reason, Duan Qianmo had a consultation with a famous doctor, but he couldn't find the best way to cure it. After autumn, the weather is cold, and it is easy to catch cold when washing his hair in the bath. If he hadn't watched him wash alone today Duan Qianmo really didn't expect to go there.

The root cause of Ah Xi's illness was said to be handled by him. He was dizzy with anger before, but now thinking about it, it hurts like a needle in his heart.

He stroked Ah Xi's hair back from his forehead with his fingertips, strands of silky hair fell out between his fingers, and under the light, each strand was shining brightly. When he picked it up and let it go, it was slightly cold The texture is like Jiuquan under the moonlight, filling sharp eyes and softening the dream of a hero, and he is holding this dream in the palm of his hand and taking care of it.

Carefully pour a spoonful of warm water down, the water drops rolled down the hair, Duan Qianmo repeated the watering action tirelessly, until the warm water soaked the whole hair, warmed the scalp, and the heat went straight to the heart, Ah Xi took a breath , instinctively opened his eyes.

The water vapor is dense, blurring the outline, but the eyebrows and eyes are more and more clear in the mist, and the eyelashes are condensed with diamond-like steam, fluttering on the eyelids.

Duan Qianmo's eyes pinched the water gently, one looked up and the other looked down, the eyes met quietly, only each other knew that their heartbeats had exceeded their load.

Looking at each other for a moment, both of them avoided their gazes, and there were layers of trembling ripples in Duan Qianmo's eyes, so quiet, could it be the gold of time?

Spread the jasmine-scented soap locust cream in the palm of your hand, gently rub it on the wet hair, and then create fine foam on the fingertips. The snow-white foam slowly accumulates on the hairline, as if carrying A hat, coupled with Ah Xi's innocent expression, made Duan Qianmo secretly happy.

"Close your eyes, and I'll massage the acupuncture points on your head."

Ah Xi closed her eyes as she said, and Duan Qianmo's fingers were very dexterous, pinching the acupoints on her head gently, the joints all over her body seemed to be loose, numb, and she was so comfortable that she didn't want to open her eyes.

He seems to see the blue sky above the desert, and also seems to see the Jiangnan Rain Lane in Grandma's dream, and hears the melodious sound of camel bells, and the spring rain hitting the verandahs...

Duan Qianmo gently blotted the water stains on his hair with a cloth towel, picked up the sleeping boy and put him on the couch, tucked in the quilt, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Holding his face in his hands, brushing his thumbs over the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, even if he wasn't real, he was still Ah Xi.

Thank him for being able to sleep peacefully in his place.