Try to rebel today

In the melting moonlight, Feng Jiang approached step by step, with a tall figure and a cool face.

There was a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, and the lines from his chin to his shoulders and neck were smooth and masculine. Not only his figure, but also his Adam's apple was bigger than ordinary men.

The light elongated his already tall shadow, no matter how fast or slow his steps were, as long as he got close, he would give people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

"The light was given to someone else, can you see the road clearly? Huh?"

Zhou Yao only lowered his head, looking at the lantern in Feng Jiang's hand.

This is a lantern in the shape of a kitten.

The kitten is sitting squatting, with its ears pricked up, its tail wagging slightly, its round head and fat body, its proportions are not like a cat, but it feels very cute, as if just looking at it like this, you can see a smart and lazy kitten soul.

The only regret is that this kitten is not black, but warm yellow.

A gust of wind blew by, the kitten turned around gently, and Zhou Yao saw the kitten's face.

The temperament of this face and figure... are very different.

Just looking at the body and the butt, you will think this is a very cute beauty kitten. When you see the face, all you can think of is 'dislike', 'I'm very upset', 'Get lost if you don't give me food 'Various adjectives.

It looks silly...but also silly and kind of cute.

Zhou Yao glanced at Feng Jiang calmly.

I didn't expect Feng Jiang to have this kind of taste.

However, Feng Jiang's appearance seems to be a bit suitable for this stupid and cute kitten... Even the fierce eyes that cannot be concealed have softened a lot. It looks like a rebellious young man with a wrong mouth, not a vicious one. Villains.

"It seems that you really like Xiao Hei."

Someone raised a lamp to light it up, Zhou Yao felt relieved, turned around and walked forward.

Feng Jiang followed, strode lazily side by side with Zhou Yao: "Well, stepping on the snow is very cute."

"It's called Xiao Hei."

Zhou Yao put down these words with a calm face, and saw that the two of them were about to start the same conversation countless times...

Feng Jiang clicked his tongue, and stretched out his hand to touch his chin: "You said you, the eldest prince on Tuesday, is born noble and elegant, has read many books, and seen many big scenes, and is particular about how to speak and do things. It's because you let others suffer a lot, knocked out teeth and Xue Tun also can't say a word, how can you be so careless about naming your own kitten?"

While holding up the lamp to illuminate the road, he murmured: "Taxue looks so good-looking, his head is rounder than other cats, his beard is also long, his skin is smooth and shiny, and his claws are so sharp at a young age. If you step on a house sparrow with your paws, you can see that it is not an ordinary cat. It is a cat general. Even if he does not become the king in the future, he will be the king of ten thousand cats under one cat. You call him Xiao Hei, and you will lose a lot of money Don't give me face... how good it is to walk on the snow, you have temperament, you deserve it, have you changed it, huh?"

Zhou Yao's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Feng Jiang.

This brother, for the sake of a cat, almost turned himself into an eunuch and a sycophant. Judging by the way he speaks, it's really... unsightly.

However, Zhou Yao is not the soft-hearted fool who allows the seduction of treacherous sycophants, he clearly expressed his firm attitude: "Xiao Hei is very good."

Feng Jiang: ...

Seeing the other party's expression paused, as if he had been greatly shocked, the corners of Zhou Yao's lips raised silently, and it was rare for him to be kind, and he explained why he had to stick to the name.

"No matter how gorgeous and beautiful, I can't compare with two words: real. Simple is good, very cute."

"Really?" Feng Jiang raised his hand high, pointed at the lamp post that was close at hand, and asked Zhou Yao, "Are these lamps beautiful? Do you not like them, or are you moved?"

Lantern posts, as the name suggests, are columns wrapped with lanterns.

The inside may be an iron rod, or a wooden rod, and it is hard to see clearly. What people see is only the beautiful lights outside, layer by layer, like the arc of petals winding slowly, from small to large, and then from large to small, petals, stamens , can be seen layer by layer, not only has the beauty of flowers, but also seems to make people smell the fragrance.

Thousands of big flowers are assembled into one big flower, like a rainbow, and like a sunset, trembling with the wind, the beauty is incredible.

How can people not like it, not be moved?

"It's just so beautiful..." People couldn't help but indulge, "It's a pity that the time is too short. After tonight, these will be gone."

Zhou Yao's voice was very calm.

Beautiful things always seem to disappear easily, no matter what is in my memory or the various stories in the book.

The truth is plain, it may not be perfect, it may not be amazing, but it is a lifetime, and it will last a lifetime.

He wants this kind of life.

Long, leisurely, as if eternity.

After a long time, there was no echo from Feng Jiang, Zhou Yao turned his head and found that Feng Jiang was no longer by his side.

He laughed at himself.

Others are probably just joking around, who would be like him, who always listens to and listens to his heart.

"Why are you in a daze? Give—"

A hand was suddenly in front of his eyes.

It was Feng Jiang's big hand, slender and broad, with calluses left over from years of martial arts practice at the fingertips.

There is an oiled paper bag in the palm of his hand. Inside the oiled paper bag are two soft doughy balls, round, fat, covered with hoarfrost, exuding a sweet smell, they are glutinous rice cakes.

Lured by the aroma, Zhou Yao couldn't help reaching out, and took down the contrasting, delicate and lovely glutinous rice cake from his rough hand.

The glutinous rice cake is hot, take a bite, and the slow and sweet taste will soon sweep over the tip of the tongue and penetrate into the bottom of the heart, as if the whole person becomes sweeter.

"You're wrong." Feng Jiang was not as particular as Zhou Yao. He ate small bites and savored carefully. He finished a glutinous rice cake in one bite, and he was still talking vaguely, "These lamps will still be available tomorrow. Five or six days, the Lantern Festival is so festive, it will be over after twenty!"

What Zhou Yao said before was actually heard.

"And even if this year is over, there will be next year. There is Lantern Festival every year, and there are lanterns every year. As long as you like it, it will come on time and wait for you to appreciate it." Feng Jiangqu flicked Zhou Yao Forehead, "At this time, appreciating and enjoying, and looking forward to the wonderful arrival of the next year, isn't it much better than being depressed and thinking about this and that?"

Zhou Yao frowned, covered his forehead, and patted Kaifeng Jiang's hand: "Next year's lights will be different from this year's. The poem says that the flowers are similar every year, but they don't say that the flowers are the same every year, because the ones that bloom again will always be the same." Not the previous one, the beauty that belongs to it, only that season."

Feng Jiang seemed to be on the fence with Zhou Yao tonight, and retorted with staring eyes: "What's wrong with a moment, isn't it a good time? You and me, everyone in this world, the deepest memory is often a beautiful moment, not the truth Yes, simple, boring everyday!"

Zhou Yao frowned, with a dangerous smile in his eyes: "Are you bickering with me?"

Feng Jiang just finished stuffing the glutinous rice cake, when he heard this, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yao, and clicked his tongue for a long time.

"I find that you are really contradictory."

He poked Zhou Yao on the forehead: "Obviously I hate it and I don't mind it, but I want to laugh, and I want to smile brightly, as if I can convince myself that I can bear it; I like it very much, but I want to pretend that I don't care and dare not enjoy it." , dare not indulge, as if convincing yourself that this is fake."

"Zhou Yao, what are you afraid of?"

"You want to be real, you want to live real, you want to live real, but you are lying to yourself."

"Laugh when you want to laugh, and curse when you don't want to laugh, isn't it very pleasant?"

Zhou Yao was stunned.

Is he really... afraid?

When I came back from rebirth, I made up my mind to live a good life. If I didn’t regret it, I could sit alone on a quiet day. When I dreamed back at midnight, I really didn’t secretly pinch my arm. Is it an illusion?

Looking at the same things in the memory as in the previous life, doing the changes that have not been done in the previous life, don't these comparisons feel unreal?

He actually... didn't let go?

In the field of vision, Feng Jiang's face melted into the silvery moonlight and the warm candlelight, slowly, a little in a trance.

"Let's go."

Feng Jiang seemed to sigh, took his hand, which was stunned, and walked forward slowly.

His eyes were bright, his hands were warm, and the lights were on all the way, he and Feng Jiang walked together.

No one speaks.

The atmosphere is very comfortable.

They passed all kinds of beautiful lanterns, passed the steamy food stalls, and passed many children playing wildly with smiling faces. It seemed that walking like this could last a lifetime.

Suddenly, passing by an alleyway, there was a lot of people pouring in, and Zhou Yao suddenly realized that he and Feng Jiang had already let go of the hand they were holding.I don't know if it was hit by this blow, or if he was not paying attention earlier, they separated.

He was a little confused, his eyes were filled with anxiety, and he turned his head to look for Feng Jiang's figure.

Where is Feng Jiang...?Where did you go!

It's a pity that there were too many people, and he was not tall, so he squeezed into the crowd, looking at the backs of heads, none of them were Feng Jiang!

Feng Jiang... Feng Jiang...

When you are in a hurry, others will come out to make trouble.

When it was about auspicious time, fireworks began to be set off not far away.

The sparkling fireworks, wrapped in the choking smell of faint gunpowder, exploded fire trees and silver flowers in the air, as if they were in the sky or in front of them.

People kept applauding and laughing happily...the surroundings became even more chaotic.

"What do you think?"

Just when the lights were dim and the fiery trees and silver flowers were at their most brilliant, Feng Jiang suddenly appeared.

From behind Zhou Yao, he dexterously circled in front of Zhou Yao, with his back facing the sky full of fireworks, his side face was bright and dark, but his eyes were extremely bright.

he didn't go...

Zhou Yao couldn't hold back, his heels turned red again.

"It's for you."

Feng Jiang stretched out his hand, the palm opened, and there was a kitten inside.Carved by Mo Yu, a real little black cat.The little black cat looks lively, lifelike, and beautiful beyond words.

"After thinking about it, I still think this is the most suitable for the occasion, and you should like it."

Zhou Yao lowered his head and took the Moyu kitten.

When Feng Jiang's big hand put the Moyu kitten into Zhou Yao's palm, it stayed for a little longer, as if he didn't want to leave very much.

a little itchy.

Zhou Yao put away the kitten: "Thank you..."

"It's just a Moyu kitten, why, moved? Want to cry?"

Zhou Yao almost shook his hand and threw the Moyu kitten on Feng Jiang.

This guy is like this, he always acts as a monster when the atmosphere is particularly good, which makes him emotionally change, and he can't laugh or cry, it's so annoying!

Usually at times like this, he would subconsciously show a smiling face, say something more annoying, and beat this guy to death, what about today...

He raised his eyebrows, and stared fiercely at Feng Jiang: "Do you want to die?"

Feng Jiang didn't get angry, and didn't play with the flower gun. Instead, he stroked his chin and looked around Zhou Yao carefully: "Well, this looks even better!"

Zhou Yao: ...

After Feng Jiang finished speaking, he put the little black cat lantern in his hand into Zhou Yao's hand: "We will be on the street in front of the First Prince's Mansion soon. The cooperation period for our relationship is over, so it's better to avoid suspicion. You Be careful, I'm leaving."

……

After that, Zhou Yao never saw Feng Jiang again.

He never took the initiative to look for Feng Jiang, Feng Jiang would always show up when there was nothing to do, the frequency was very frequent, no matter how busy he was, it would take no more than two days, and Zhou Yao was shocked when he didn't see Feng Jiang for three days.

Feng Jiang left.

Leaving the Fourth Prince's Mansion, leaving the capital city, perhaps, has already left the state of Chu.

It’s not like leaving without saying goodbye.

On the day of Shangyuan Festival, he was saying goodbye.

There is even a farewell...

Zhou Yao picked up the Moyu kitten hanging from his waist, regretted that he didn't ask Feng Jiang for his contact information, what should I do if I want to find him?

But even though Feng Jiang had doubts about him, he was already very tolerant. If he didn't look for Feng Jiang, Feng Jiang would definitely turn to him if he had a chance... Maybe.

No one climbed over the wall to look for him in the dark, no one threw stones on his window, no one called the little black cat Ta Xue all day long.

There is a faint, indelible loss in my heart.

Zhou Yao found a red rope and hung the Moyu kitten around his neck.