smile to heart

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The dinner party became more and more lively.After Qi Zhong finished talking and laughing with Min Zhi, he quietly slipped back to his seat, looked at Mu Yun's side face, he thought, this person probably didn't even know he wasn't there just now.

Casually lowering his head to pour the wine, Qi Zhong saw a plate of fresh salted egg yolk mooncakes in the center of the square table. He was stunned for a moment, and the wine overflowed the cup. He put down the wine pot in a panic, lifted the mooncakes up high, and observed carefully After a few glances, he found that something was wrong, and then quietly glanced at the delicacies on Mu Yun's table from the corner of his eye.Aware of his probing gaze, Mu Yun straightened his sleeves calmly and changed his posture to block his sight.

But Qi Zhong had already caught a glimpse of the truth. There was indeed a plate of mooncakes missing from the other party's table.

At this time, the owner Luo Qingchen stood up suddenly, raised his glass and proposed: "I see that everyone is a little bit depressed, why don't we use wine as punishment, how about playing a game?"

Mu Xi, who was silent at the side, frowned slightly, and looked at him dissatisfied.

"Hey, good. What are you playing?" Qi Zhong was in high spirits, and he cheered even more with confidence in winning or losing.

Luo Qingchen coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "Poetry and wine, poetry and wine, how about comparing poems?"

"It's the right pair again, I'm not very knowledgeable, I'm afraid I have to lose..."

Hearing that it was this kind of playful game, Qi Zhong's tone was weak and he didn't like it very much.

Mu Yun stared at him strangely, thinking that this person usually likes the love poems in the storybook very much?He had heard him recite it several times, how could he say such self-effacing words?

Concealed, Qi finally hid his thoughts quietly, and couldn't help but think of the time when he played flying flower orders and drinking orders with his brothers in the teacher's school. He almost won every game, but was pointed out by a companion once. He always answers with love poems, which has no pattern and is not very good.Since then, Qi Zhong has silently refrained from playing this way of playing, and it's over after drinking honestly.

At this time, Luo Qingchen added: "It can be a team of two, and cooperate tacitly."

After the conditions were relaxed, Qi Zhong was a little moved again, and he had already determined the candidate for cooperation.

"And the winning team will get a prize." Luo Qingchen glanced at Qi Zhong lightly, and deliberately told him, "It's still unique and valuable."

Qi Zhong calculated the bargaining chip, felt it was worth it, nodded and said: "Okay, let's start quickly. I have already found a good partner."

After finishing speaking, he moved the table to Mu Yun's side together, and said with a grin: "Young Master Yun, don't worry, if you win the first place, you will be rewarded with three and seven. It doesn't matter if you lose, I will drink fine wine for you... "

"Uh...Okay." Mu Yun agreed lightly, looked down at the empty wine glass in his hand, and persuaded, "I will do my best, you do your best, just... don't get drunk again."

"Huh? Drunk? Are you kidding me? I drink so well..."

Qi Zhong was unconvinced, but some sporadic fragments of memories suddenly flashed in his mind. It seemed that not long ago, he was really drunk. On the night Yuan Qian woke up, he pulled the person beside him, together Go drink and celebrate at the gazebo.

At that time, Mu Yun was bitter about the nonsense about drinking last time, and Qi Zhong persuaded him for a long time, only to see him take three sips, and finally drank the jars of wine brought in by himself in a fit of anger.

Later, before the conversation was over, people began to get drunk.

Recalling these trifles, Qi Zhong lowered his head, had some impressions, and tentatively said: "Hiss, it seems that I drank a lot that night, and later...you sent me back to my room, right?"

Mu Yun thought for a while, silently recalling the scene of that night.

The cool moon is like jade, and the night wind is clear and bright.

Mu Yun helped Qi Zhong, who was drunk, into the room, and gently placed him on the side of the bed. Before tidying up, he heard him muttering: "...Who is it? Don't tickle anyone."

Mu Yun didn't expect to help him tidy up his clothes, he would involuntarily touch the itching point on his waist, froze for a moment, and withdrew his hand.

"Well, why hasn't Mu Yun come back..."

Just as he was thinking about how to take care of him, Qi Zhong lazily turned over in front of his eyes, and said something drunk in a sullen tone.

Mu Yun remained silent, with the corners of his mouth twitching faintly, suddenly feeling an inexplicable desire to play tricks on others.

"Hey, did he go to buy food and drinks for me? I drank all the wine and he hasn't come back... No, I have to find him. "

After being quiet for a while, a few more vague words came, and then, Qi Zhong was quite drunk, got out of bed, and wanted to go out to find someone.

There was only one lamp in the house.Seeing him walking crookedly, Mu Yun hurried forward to support him for fear of falling, but was pushed away by Qi Zhong.

He murmured: "Don't stop me. This idiot doesn't know his way, he will be lost later, I have to find him quickly."

Mu Yun smiled helplessly, and comforted him: "Don't look for him, he's back, he's back."

Qi Zhong was overwhelmed with alcohol and was extremely coaxable. He froze for a moment, raised his hand and poked the other person's heart, squinted his eyes and still couldn't see the face clearly, shook his head, and said seriously: "Nonsense! You fake, you look so good. How can he be prettier?"

"..." Mu Yun turned sideways and coughed tactically.

Qi finally turned around on the spot, lost his mind again, and staggered back to bed.

Mu Yun paced forward, picked up the quilt, and covered him.At this moment, a warm little hand suddenly brushed across the side of his face, caressing it lightly and cherishingly.

He froze.I heard Qi Zhong say: "No matter how much you look like him, I won't like you... Go!"

As soon as the words changed, before Mu Yun could react, his face was pushed by a small hand, and he turned a little to the side.

He frowned and said with a helpless smile, "Nonsense."

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Mu Yun finally straightened the folds of the quilt, got up and was about to leave, but Qi Zhong kicked off the quilt as if suddenly sober, and grabbed his sleeves with both hands.

Loudly dissatisfied: "Don't leave! You brat, you haven't registered your name yet!"

Mu Yun turned around slowly, saw that he was drunk and confused, and didn't recognize himself.After pondering for a while, he suddenly remembered that Qi Zhong was okay and told the stories in the book in his ear, among which the name appeared most frequently.

Mu Yun was familiar with it by heart, paused, and said with a sly smile: "Me? I'm Yuelao."

"Huh? Who? Old Yue?"

The sluggish Qi Zhong seemed to be a little stimulated, and he smirked excitedly: "Are you so young? Old man."

"You!" Mu Yun stared at him speechlessly.

Qi Zhong still didn't let go of his sleeves, he shook and said, "Yuelaoyuelao, are you here to give me a marriage?"

Mu Yun thought for a moment, seeing how stupid he was, he couldn't help covering his face with one hand, and secretly smiled: "Aren't you going to marry a famous daughter, a noble girl from the fairy house? Why do you want me to help you?"

It was quite an tit for tat tone, he still remembered the scene when Qi Zhong used the pink silk to tease him back then, but at this moment he "revenged" back with some caution.

"Well...forget it. How can a rich girl compare to him, I still like to stay with him..."

Qi Zhong first sighed with regret, but after speaking, the smile on the corner of his mouth was hard to hide.

Mu Yun condensed his heart and whispered to himself: "Her?"

Lowering his eyes, Mu Yun couldn't help being despicable for a while, and continued to interrogate: "Is she the person you like?"

"Yes. He is usually calm, conceited, sincere, and careful. Sometimes he is very witty, and sometimes he is an idiot. He is also very stubborn. He doesn't talk about what's on his mind. He always makes me worry about him. ...He thought that no one cared about him, and always marginalized himself..."

While Qi Zhong was boasting, he was resentful at the same time, his tone was ups and downs, and his emotions were full of excitement.

Mu Yun patiently listened to his ramblings: "... What I hate the most is his silent personality. He is devoted to his friends, but he is unwilling to accept the slightest kindness from his friends. I don't know myself What do you like about him...a fool."

After being dazed for a while, Mu Yun swallowed his throat, dismissed the thought of admitting these qualities from the bottom of his heart, and asked softly: "Then you and her...have you known each other for a long time?"

Qi Zhong nodded lazily.

"Then have you all confessed to each other?"

"...I, I dare not." Qi finally twisted the quilt in his hands awkwardly.

Mu Yun felt a little pity: "Why?"

Qi Zhong was silent for a moment, turned sideways, and hummed: "... none of your business."

Unexpectedly being rejected, Mu Yun was startled and calmed down.

After a while, Qi Zhong seemed to have realized something, and curled his lips slyly: "Aren't you Yuelao? Why do you ask me everything?"

One sentence choked Mu Yun, he almost panicked, and hastily covered up: "I, I just want to confirm whether you two are really in love..."

Qi Zhong's smile froze, and he asked aggrievedly, "Then are we?"

"……I bless you."

Mu Yun frowned and hesitated for a moment, then replied sadly.

"That's great." Qi Mo nodded gratefully, but was still not very happy, and whispered, "I hope everyone will bless us like this..."

Mu Yun didn't hear what he added, but felt dazed and wanted to leave with some regret.

Qi Zhong endured it for a while, but he was still unwilling to ask: "Wait a minute, Yuelao."

"You, can you tell me, have you pulled Mu Yun's red line for him?"

After probing for a long time, the question was actually thrown back on his own head.Mu Yun was a little surprised, and asked strangely, "What do you care about him so much?"

"Well... can't I ask? I remember that I begged you with him and asked you for marriage. You can't leave him alone!" Qi Zhong reasoned.

Mu Yun's heart trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, stared at his face, fancied in his heart, looked happy, and said softly: "It's done."

Qi Zhong was depressed, and asked in frustration, "...Who is it?"

Mu Yunyi looked at him, smiled lightly and said, "He is the one who lives in his heart."

"...Cut, if you say it, you don't say it." Qi Zhong complained.

Seeing that he was already a little sleepy, Mu Yun put his hands and feet in order.Then he was about to leave, and said goodbye: "Have a good rest. I'm leaving."

Qi Zhong struggled to get drunk, and asked the last question unwillingly: "By the way, Yuelao, did you help me fulfill the wish I made in your temple last time?"

Mu Yun asked subconsciously: "What wish?"

Qi Zhong was displeased and snorted: "You are always a nobleman who forgets things too much. I don't even beg you to help me lead the red line, and you won't even let you dream of it?"

"Dream?" Mu Yun became more and more fascinated the more he listened, but curious, he asked, "What dream?"

"Um... do you want me to promise again?"

"up to you."

"I hope that the future lover can dream of me in advance, so that when she meets me, she won't miss it [-]%..."

"...You, what you said is true?" Mu Yun was shocked in place, and suddenly felt that the weird dream that night when he was drunk was not a coincidence, but a kind of predestined fate.

"But I think this wish can be ignored..."

"Why?" Mu Yun's heart tightened.

Qi Zhong smiled and said: "Because you have blessed me and him just now. As for the good relationship I haven't met yet, just miss it."

"You! You have a new love...or maybe an old love, so why make such a wish in the first place?"

Mu Yun's joyful heart was lost again, and his tone was lost.

Qi Zhong said innocently: "I...Because I didn't realize my feelings for him at that time, I didn't dare to admit it so resolutely."

"Then what do you do to the person who dreams of you?"

"Ah? Really?" Qi Zhong said in shock.

"That month old, help me cut this red line. Anyway, we never started this bad relationship, stop the loss in time, it's not too late..."

Mu Yun pursed his lips, brows filled with sadness, and said with a wry smile: "Nie Yuan? You..."

Having nothing to say, he had to acquiesce in all these realities, Mu Yun turned and left, and when he went out, he still habitually closed the doors and windows for others.

Qi Zhong sighed and begged endlessly: "Hey, Yuelao, Yuelao, remember to say sorry to that 'girl' for me, let her find another happy relationship..."

"Moon old" has long gone.The quiet moonlight, neither sad nor happy, takes care of every sensitive and fragile injury.

……

"By the way, I remember that night, I seem to have dreamed about Yuelao..."

Qi finally realized suddenly, and finally remembered some fragments.

Mu Yun woke up from the daze, and nodded calmly.

Seeing that he wasn't very interested, Qi Zhong didn't say much, and quietly waited for the game to start.