It’s spring outside the window, and peach blossoms are adorning the treetops.
“Linzi, stop reading. The weather is good today. Come out and have some fun in the sun.” Hearing Bai Xiaosheng calling him, Yu Lin slowly finished reading the text, picked up a peach flower that fell on the desk, and solemnly pressed it between the pages of the book.
It’s like reading is such a sacred thing.
When the book was completely closed, the large gold-plated characters on the cover were revealed – “Yunmeng Ze Nightmare Book”, which seemed to be a best-selling supernatural novel in Yunmeng Ze in recent times.
“Xiao Linzi, come here.” Seeing someone coming out, Bai Xiaosheng waved at him and introduced the child hiding behind him to him, “This is Chu Yi, your Shidi.”
Yu Lin stood on the steps, squinting his eyes as he looked at his new Shidi. He was standing closely behind Bai Xiaosheng, rubbing the corner of his robe with his hands, and the half of his face that was exposed was tense, with vigilance and anxiety written in his eyes.
Yu Lin jumped down the stairs, ran to Bai Xiaosheng in two steps, and raised his hand to touch the new kid’s head. However, Chu Yi stepped back in fear as if he was avoiding the plague god, and sat down on the ground unsteadily.
Yu Lin’s hand missed and he was stunned for a moment. Then he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked towards the bamboo house.
“Hey, Xiao Linzi.”
Bai Xiaosheng was just about to help Chu Yi explain a few words when he saw his eldest disciple turn a corner, walk to the flowers and plants planted under the windowsill, pick a peony bud that was about to bloom, pick it back again, lean over and put it in Chu Yi’s arm, clapping his hands with a smile, and his delicate face already revealed his future beauty that would captivate the whole country.
My Rouge-point Jade… Bai Xiaosheng watched helplessly as his eldest disciple suddenly “brutally destroyed the flower” and felt a pang of heartache.
Yu Lin vaguely discovered that Chu Yi didn’t seem to like interacting with people. He might have been too reckless and scared him, so he just squatted down to look at him at eye level. After a long time, he looked up at Bai Xiaosheng, who had a sad face, and asked crisply: “Master, my Shidi is so cute, why are you not happy?”
Bai Xiaosheng paused, and did not answer, but picked him up. So on Chu Yi’s first day in Yunmeng Ze, he watched his Shixiong being spanked.
2
“Shidi, are you hot?” After writing the last word, Yu Lin put down his pen, picked up the gold-sprinkled rice paper, blew on it, then pressed it with the inkstone and shouted to Chu Yi who was practicing sword outside the window.
Hearing this, Chu Yi sheathed his sword and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. “It’s not very hot.” He looked up at the sky, the sound of cicadas lingering in his ears. The humid weather easily made people restless, so he asked, “Shixiong, are you thirsty?”
“Not bad.”
Having said that, Chu Yi still put down the sword, trotted to the kitchen, and brought him a bowl of cold mung bean soup.
“Oh, my Shidi is so thoughtful.” Yu Lin dragged out the tone, grabbed the hand that wanted to be retracted, and hooked it frivolously in his palm.
Chu Yi has been in Yunmeng Ze for eight years and is no longer as withdrawn as before. He is willing to communicate with him, has less physical contact with him, and now he will hold him back when he falls asleep while watching the stars together.
Yu Lin also roughly understood why he had always been unwilling to get close to him. He didn’t know who took advantage of the death of his parents to instill in him the idea that “he was doomed to fail and anyone who got close to him would die“, making this good kid shrink into a corner all day long and isolate himself from the outside world.
Chu Yi was suddenly a little thirsty after being hooked by this. He pursed his lips and silently pulled his hand back, but saw Yu Lin pushing the mung bean soup in front of him and said to him in a pleasant voice: “Shidi, you have practiced sword for so long, you must be very thirsty, you drink first.”
Chu Yi has grown very fast in the past year, perhaps because of his diligent martial arts training, and he is about to surpass Bai Xiaosheng. He lowered his eyes to look at the bowl in front of him, and also looked down at Yu Lin, his eyes fell on the slender and fragile neck, then slid along the half-open collar to the collarbone, and his throat rolled secretly.
Yu Lin was rather lazy and would stay at home whenever possible, so he became increasingly bored and paler. When he teased Chu Yi, he would be held on the wrist by his hands, leaving red marks. If he accidentally fell, the bruises on his body would look even more horrible than the injuries on Chu Yi, a martial artist.
If he sucks it gently, he doesn’t know what kind of mark it will leave.
Chu Yi was startled by the thought that suddenly popped into his mind. He hurriedly picked up the bowl and gulped down a big gulp, trying to calm the evil fire that suddenly rose in his heart.
In the end, Chu Yi didn’t know whether Yu Lin did it on purpose or not, but he watched him take a sip from the place where he had just drunk, and then looked up and smiled at him.
Looking at that pair of moist thin lips, Chu Yi’s evil fire suddenly burned even more vigorously.
That night he had an extremely beautiful dream about Yu Lin. After waking up, he went to the lake with a wooden face to wash his soiled undergarments.
3
Not long after, the tall and handsome man that Bai Xiaosheng picked up woke up. He said he wanted to thank the man for saving his life and paying back the money he owed for medicine, and he stayed in Yunmeng Ze begging for mercy.
Bai Xiaosheng complained that he was in the way, but he actually took him in.
“Master is always like this, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.” Yu Lin hooked his arms around Chu Yi’s neck and whispered in his ear. His breath fell on his cheek, making him feel itchy and a little distracted.
The most taboo thing in martial arts is a restless mind. Chu Yi silently recited the calming mantra he had just learned, feeling slightly better.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it’s easy to be impulsive. But what Chu Yi didn’t expect was not himself, but Yu Lin.
He actually went to visit a brothel!
At that time, Yu Lin was asking the courtesan how to woo the person he liked. As a result, Bai Xiaosheng descended from the sky and gave him a beating without saying a word. Yu Lin felt quite wronged.
Bai Xiaosheng didn’t expect to have such a prodigal under his roof, and he was so angry that he didn’t eat for several days, reflecting on whether there was a problem with his teaching methods.
Bai Xiaosheng didn’t have the heart to be heavy-handed, and the injuries on Yu Lin’s body just looked terrifying. He lay on the bed and whimpered at Chu Yi, almost in tears, “Shidi, can you help me apply some medicine? I can’t reach it.”
The anger that Chu Yi inexplicably felt was dissipated by his whimpering.
When the fingertips stained with ointment gently stroked Yu Lin’s smooth and delicate back, Chu Yi felt his body changing and thought he was completely trapped.
Yu Lin turned his head back intending to chat with him, but saw such an awkward scene. He was slightly stunned, and by the time he came back to his senses, Chu Yi had already put down the ointment and fled in a hurry.
4
Two years passed, and Yu Lin and Chu Yi were still ambiguous. Every time Yu Lin wanted to mention it, Chu Yi would talk around it, and sometimes he would simply play dumb.
Bai Xiaosheng was also unclear with Cheng Louzhu. Such a smart person couldn’t recognize his own feelings, let alone guide Yu Lin. Out of helplessness, Yu Lin had to go to the brothel several times to try to find someone to solve the problem. But in the end, he would be taken back by Chu Yi before Bai Xiaosheng found him.
Chu Yi’s handsome face was stern, and he was stingy enough to not even give Yu Lin a look no matter how he teased.
Is it over, is he being disliked? Before Yu Lin could figure out this problem, his royal brother sent a letter to Bai Xiaosheng, urgently wanting to take him back: eighteen years old, it’s time to leave the sect.
On the day Yu Lin was leaving, Chu Yi touched alcohol for the first time, but he couldn’t get drunk no matter how much he drank. He had to pretend to be drunk to see Yu Lin off, and then under the moonlight of Chu Tian, he forcibly kissed those lips that he had kissed countless times in his dreams, just as soft as he had imagined.
The body in his arms seemed to melt into a puddle of spring water.
He heard Yu Lin laugh lightly as he hugged his neck, “Shidi, you’re too young, do you really know what it means to like someone?”
He understood, he understood two years ago, but he couldn’t say it.
He had been fantasizing about his Shixiong for two whole years, and he felt that this affection was too salty. He didn’t even dare to look at Yu Lin’s expression, but before Yu Lin said something irreversible, he pushed him away and ran away stumblingly.
Yu Lin stood behind him, his frivolous smile faded, and he sighed deeply: They were originally two princes, and their two countries were always incompatible with each other. This farewell might become a permanent farewell. He couldn’t ruin Chu Yi’s future for his own selfishness.
That’s not really liking him.
5
Actually, Yu Lin still had selfish intentions. He had been looking forward to Chu Yi for eight years. Not to mention seeing him leading the cavalry to break through the royal city, even the towns on the border, but Chu Yi did not move.
All the fallen cities were handed out by his stupid royal brother.
He could see clearly that this Yu country would be ruined sooner or later by his royal brother.
Before the country was destroyed, King Yu even lost his face, trading his own younger brother as a commodity in order to save himself.
Yu Lin was so angry that he rushed to the palace and beat him up, but unfortunately, he still couldn’t wake him .
After eight years of separation, he and Chu Yi met again. The two of them kept silent about the past, and Chu Yi was still the same, ambiguously flirting with him.
Yu Lin tried all the tricks he learned in the brothel, but he could only face that passionate love face to face, completely unable to guess what Chu Yi was thinking.
He obviously likes himself, and he obviously reacts to himself, but why doesn’t he want to touch him!
Yu Lin thought bitterly, completely unaware that Chu Yi just wanted to present the best to him.
6
Another year of lush grass and singing birds.
Yu Lin sat on a tree branch, raised his hand to break off a peach blossom, and smiled at the person standing under the tree.
Chu Yi was holding all kinds of flowers and plants in his arms, looking up at him, a peach blossom unexpectedly fell in front of his eyes.
Yu Lin’s eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he praised without stinginess: “My Shidi is really handsome.”
Chu Yi lightly tapped his toes, landed next to him, pinned the peach blossom to his temples, and bent down to kiss his brow.
The breeze was light and intoxicating, brushing against their clothes. The peach blossoms were smiling, and the spring scenery was just right.
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