Pavilion in the garden

It was night and the wind was blowing very hard.

Rows of trees were tossed here and there by the strong wind, and the branches and leaves kept rubbing against each other violently, falling down one after another, and the branches swayed violently, making crisp bangs.

The wind was getting stronger, accompanied by a muffled thunder from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a series of raindrops hitting the ground.

The storm is coming.

The violent wind was mixed with a large amount of rain, and it kept passing across the glass window, splashing waves of water, and then quickly slipping down and disappearing.

Ji Tingxie turned sideways, half asleep and half awake, and finally opened his eyes.

The sound insulation effect of the windows of the room is very good, so that the thunderstorm will not disturb the sleep.

It was like wrapping several thick layers of sound-proof sponge, which filtered the harsh noise, but left a faint muffled sound.

Slight, but restless.

Unable to sleep anymore, he simply lifted the quilt and got up.

a little cold.

He casually took a blanket on the tatami and covered it, and left the room.

There was a lamp on the long porch, and one in the living room. The orange light was very soft, giving a faint warmth to the dark night.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were not completely closed, leaving one or two long gaps, and the cold wind seeped in.

After all, it's not spring yet, so it feels a little bit chilly.

Agitated by the gust of wind, Ji Tingxie went over and closed the window.

He looked up and saw that the hands on the clock had pointed to one o'clock in the morning.

Ji Yi hasn't come back yet, so he probably lived outside.Qi Ye had something to do, so he went home after dinner.

Can't sleep, just drink some wine.

Ji Tingxie turned on the light at the bar and sat down on the high chair.

I picked a bottle of fruit wine with a low alcohol content, opened the lid, and poured it into a glass.

Drinking it in one sip, there is no burning sensation, but a little sweet.

There is no good or bad taste, and he never likes to drink alcohol.

But tonight was different, he needed wine.

Ji Tingxie filled up one cup after another, and drank down another cup.

Not long after, the bottle of wine ran out, and he became a little drunk.

Too lazy to tidy up, I turned off the light at the bar, and planned to go back to my room to rest.

At the same time, there was the sound of a key turning at the door.

Soon, the heavy wooden door was pushed open.

Ji Tingxie paused and turned to look at the people who came in.

It's Ji Yi.

He walked towards the people inside step by step.

"You're getting wet."

Seeing the drenched person approaching, Ji Tingxie dissipated most of the alcohol he had accumulated, and turned to go to the bathroom to get a dry towel.

Just as he was about to move, his arm was grabbed by a force, and then his whole body was wrapped.

The cold skin was pressed against his face, and it was covered with heavy moisture.

"elder brother..."

Ji Yi couldn't stop murmuring, calling out over and over again, as if every time he called out, his pain would dissipate.

"Brother...why don't you want me..."

"why..."

The water from his hair dripped down drop by drop, together with hot tears, they poured on the skin they were close to each other.

Ji Tingxie let him hug her, listening to his begging and questioning intermittently, it seemed like a lifetime away.

When did it become like this?

He shivered, and his body, which was obviously warmed by the alcohol, began to grow cold.

Lifting the hand that had been hanging down, Ji Tingxie let go of his embrace, slowly pulled the two of them apart, and reached out to caress his face.

very wet.

The mixture of tears and rain is sticky and refreshing.

His fingers groped his face, and his soft fingertips wiped away the water stains bit by bit.

"You are such a child."

"When you are sad, you cry, if you don't get it, you fight."

Ji Tingxie spoke softly, with gentle eyes and a smile on the corner of his lips, revealing his beautiful dimples slightly.

"However, there is no such simple thing."

A familiar voice came from next to my ear, soft and soft.

Like some kind of panacea, his tears slowly stopped, and he stayed there, forgetting to move.

His eyes were red and swollen, but he kept staring at the person in front of him.

With all his attention, he was listening, not missing a word.

But Ji Tingxie withdrew his hand and instead pulled him to sit on the sofa.

He turned around and walked to the bathroom, took a dry towel, wrapped it around his body, and began to wipe his wet hair.

Ji Tingxie was very careful, with moderate strength, as he had done countless times for himself.

Same thing, but different roles.

When her hair stopped dripping, she put down the towel, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Ji Yi sat there quietly, his eyes following his walking figure.

Not long after, he came out, took a bowl of hot ginger soup, and put it down on the coffee table.

"Ginger soup, warm your body."

Ji Tingxie softly sat down beside him.

Ji Yi bent over, took ginger soup and held it in his hand, it was very warm.

When the cold hand touched the bowl, the heat was instantly transmitted to the skin, and the coldness gradually began to dissipate.

I saw that the color of the soup was bright and reddish, and there were bursts of steam.

After waiting like this for a while, the white gas on the soup surface gradually disappeared, and the body of the bowl went from boiling hot to warm.

He didn't use a spoon, he just raised his head and drank it all.

Put the empty bowl back on the tea table again, neither light nor heavy, the sound of ceramics colliding with glass is crisp.

"Brother, tell me."

After a pause, he continued, "Speak out."

Ji Yi looked at him, his gaze was as straightforward as ever, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"You should know."

Ji Tingxie met his gaze, his eyes were calm, but also undisguised.

"I want to hear from you."

Ji Yi's voice was not loud, but at this moment it was a bit undeniably tough.

"We are together, what is together?"

"It's just lovers. We can accompany each other every day and do everything between lovers."

Without thinking, he blurted out, his expression full of eagerness and anxiety.

Ji Tingxie was noncommittal, his eyes wandering.

After a second, he spoke again, "How are you going to be with me?"

Without waiting for his answer, he continued.

"Can you accept it? When the outside world denies this relationship, can you stand it just because you love me?"

"No."

"Don't let outsiders know, even your parents are not enough to fight against you. You still need them and the outside world to give you affirmation, instead of going your own way and ruining yourself in the end just based on your determination."

As Ji Tingxie said, his body leaned forward slightly, and he supported his body with his elbows as if he was out of strength.

In the next second, a very faint smile appeared on his face, which disappeared in a flash.

"You are young."

"There is no answer to that question."

"You know. What we lack is not only these."

Ji Yi's whole body froze, but his gaze became hotter and hotter, and the puzzlement in his eyes became more and more intense, reaching its peak.

He couldn't understand it, not at all.

"You say I'm still young, yes, I'm young now. But I will grow up, and I won't stay like this forever! What's the reason for that?"

Ji Tingxie remained silent, keeping his eyes on him all the time, not for a moment.

"Brother, you are really, too cruel."

"How can you be so selfish? I love you more than anyone else. No one else will have me loving you and understanding you...We, how many years have we been with each other?"

"It's been 18 years since I was born."

"I have always put you in the highest position. There is no need to remind me deliberately. You have already become a part of me. Do you think it will be okay if you are left behind and we are separated? No!"

"I love you, and that will never, ever change."

"And I will never forget it, it lives on in me and stays with me until I die."

Ji Yi was short of breath, his heart was beating chaotically, his body was hot and cold one after another, there seemed to be scalding heat waves surging continuously, and at the same time, biting cold was rushing around, suffering continuously.

He couldn't stand it.

"I know, I know it all."

"I know you love me."

"But I can't give it to you."

"You gave me love, likewise, you also need to get the same or even more love from me."

Ji Tingxie's lips opened and closed, word by word, as if exhausted of energy.

"But, I don't. I can't give it to you."

"So we can't be together."

He finally said the last word, relieved.

The usually deep and bright eyes were dull, as if they were completely covered by the thick fog, and lost their spirits.

Looking at the person in front of him, from a young baby to a teenager now.

They've all changed, and they can't go back to the way they were before.

They have been together until now, but not anymore.

"Be my younger brother forever, Xiaoyi."

Ji Tingxie slightly opened his lips and laughed silently.

The tears in the corners of the eyes piled up and finally fell.