Chapter 68 Luan Ye Susu

yanyun late spring

More than three months have passed, and the situation has gradually become clear. Apart from the fact that there are still separatist factions in the north of Yanyun, and the south of the Huaihe River and the west of Taihang have all been united, in fact, the attitude of the officials in northern Liaoning is ambiguous, and the foundation of the stalemate lies in Yanyun. , Lu Jingyun tried to fight for it, but found that his general had been placed under house arrest, and Chu Gong was also angered by his actions, and turned to the other side. People participated in several negotiations, but the effect was not very significant.

This year, there is almost no spring cold. The snow has melted, and the treetops will turn green. After a while, "willow dogs" will fall everywhere, piled fluffy on the side of the road. People thought they had encountered a small animal.

Since Liang Wenmo came back to Yanyun, he was devastated by the lawsuit with his brother. Every day when he returned to the house, it was late at night, but no matter how late he was, Ling Window would wait for him. Seeing his red eyes, Liang Wenmo felt distressed and called him. When he was sleepy, he went to bed first, but Ling Chuang didn't care. He always boiled a pot of fragrant fresh milk. Liang Wenmo always drank ice wine at night, but he couldn't bear to blow his mind. After drinking the hot milk, he fell asleep.

When he was fighting with his father in Nanyang, he felt bullied and wished he could take everything his brother had. But recently, he has been a little discouraged. He talks about these things every day. He doesn't have time to write at all. When he was in the office, he wanted to go home and listen to Ling Chuang sing opera and eat the dishes he made. For some reason, no matter what he did, he would always think about what Ling Chuang was doing at home at this time, but he gradually thought less about Huai Yan. .

Just as the Golden Crow sank to the west that day, Liang Wenmo drove home from the mining area, parked his car outside the courtyard, and quietly entered the gate. Sure enough, he heard the man's full of words. It was not easy to find a teacher during the war, so Ling Chuang tried to find out by himself. He has talent and diligence, and now he can sing very well. Liang Wenmo hid sideways in the gap between the carved wooden doors and secretly looked at Ling Chuang. At that time, he had put on his makeup and was singing "Hundred Flowers Pavilion": "The ice wheel on the island is just turning, see the jade rabbit, and see the jade rabbit rising to the east again. The ice wheel is far from the island, and the universe is very bright. The bright moon is in the sky, just like Chang'e. Liyue Palace, slave like Chang'e Liyue Palace." Ling Chuang knew that Liang Wenmo would not come back so early, and he had no worries by himself, and he gradually became better in a short time. side figure.

Liang Wenmo was fascinated by the sight of him at the door. At first, he sighed at his expressive performance, but later, he saw the coquettishness on his face. In order to play well and learn the appearance of Yang Guifei, Ling Chuang drank wine today, and his eyes wandered. When he became confused, the sky was dark at this time, and the yard was glowing with blue night light. Liang Wenmo was standing in the darkness, and he had some strange thoughts. Seeing the youthful waistline and round buttocks, he actually felt that the love of spring was uncontrollable.

"Sir, why did you come back so early today?" Seeing him coming back, Ling Chuang hurriedly stopped his movements, his face flushed red, and he took the briefcase in Liang Wenmo's hand in a calm mind, took off his windbreaker for him, Liang Wenmo took off his windbreaker. Wen Mo was served by him, and he felt that the restlessness and tiredness of the day had vanished, and he smelled the faint aroma of wine on his body, and this moment was even more anxious, "I don't want to be busy today, I just want to go home...you drink. already?"

Ling Chuang's lips were dyed brightly by the liquor, he pursed his lips, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I stole the plum wine from Mr., please punish Mr.

"Is it for practice? How could I punish you, I told you to make a family here." Liang Wenmo smiled cheerfully, and Da Lala sat down on the sofa, "I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat at home?"

"I didn't prepare it for Mr. Ling." Ling Chuang was anxious, and in front of Liang Wenmo, he took off his costume and put on plain clothes, "I'll go out and buy some now."

"Why don't you have it now, don't you usually eat it at night?" Liang Wenmo glanced at his upper body, then quickly looked away, and immediately smiled: "Don't bother, bring it according to what you eat. one."

Ling Chuang went to the kitchen and brought the elm tree Qian'er vegetable ball, saying that it was picked and made by himself in the woods. Liang Wenmo was worried about his safety and instructed him not to go out as much as possible. He had never eaten such a thing himself. I frowned and tasted one, it was actually sweet and savory, and I even ate a steamer.

When Ling Chuang saw that he liked it, light flashed in his eyes. The light in his eyes flickered for a moment and then subsided. He picked up an envelope from the cabinet and handed it to Liang Wenmo, "Sir, I have a letter from you today."

Liang Wenmo was a little stunned when he saw the name on the envelope. It turned out that it was a letter sent to him by Huai Yan from Xijing. In the letter, Huai Yan apologized to him for the unpleasantness of Yudi, and wished him the best of luck and a new book. He was a big seller, and briefly described his current situation. He said that because of the war, there was no filming for the time being.

Ling Chuang looked at Liang Wenmo and wiped away tears from the letter, and his heart was like a knife. When he raised his eyes again, Liang Wenmo had stood up and stared at the "Huashan Lingri Map" in the living room, and then took it down with his hands.

"It's obviously all my fault, and he was injured for me, why did he apologize to me?" Liang Wenmo stroked the paper at the end and sighed, "With a friend like him, I'm already three lives. Fortunately, why go to Ling Chuang next to the arrogant mind, take it to the warehouse for me."

Ling Chuang nodded in response, carefully lifted the painting, covered it with a clean cloth, and took it to the warehouse in the backyard. At this moment, there was some joy in his heart that could not be ignored, but he did not dare to show it. After he came out of the warehouse, he started Taking care of the flowers and plants, cleaning the courtyard, and humming opera while busy working, he felt that the moon tonight was as bright as usual.

When he returned to the house after finishing his work, Liang Wenmo had written a stack of reply letters to Huai Yan, put them in the envelope and handed it to Ling Chuang, asking him to post it tomorrow, and then he went into the bedroom to take a bath, Ling Chuang put the When the letter is received, burn thyme for him, and the fragrant aroma of red sandalwood and lychee will come out.

After Liang Wenmo took a bath, he smelled a sweet smell in a room. The bedding was neatly spread. The wax lamp by the bed was burning faintly. The orange light was warm and quiet. The creaking sounded, maybe he saw himself coming out, and he was also ready to go to bed.

Liang Wenmo couldn't help shouting, "Come over here, Window." He heard the light footsteps and paused for a while, and then it got closer and closer, and then the young man's delicate face poked out from the door, "What is your order, sir? "

"Is it cold to sleep downstairs?" Liang Wenmo pointed to the bedside, "How are you sleeping here tonight? Come and talk with me."

"I..." Ling Chuang was stunned for a moment, Liang Wenmo saw that his face was flushed, he just thought he was extremely cute, but he didn't know whether he wanted it or not, then he regretted his abruptness, and hurriedly said: "You If you don't feel comfortable, that's all."

Ling Chuang bowed his head silently at first, and then wiped away tears silently. Liang Wenmo panicked, got up from the bed and touched his shoulder, "What happened to the window? I... I just wanted to chat with you today, no The meaning of the side, so let's go back and rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to say."

"Sir..." Ling Chuang burst into tears, "Sir, do you think there is no hope for Mr. Jiang?"

Liang Wenmo seemed to understand the meaning of the young man's words, but he was not sure. He pondered for a long time and didn't know how to answer, and finally said, "It may be more suitable for me and him to be friends."

"So, if it wasn't for this letter, I wouldn't have a chance to talk with Mr. Bingzhuye..." Ling Chuang wiped away tears and smiled. He suddenly felt that he had made a slip of the tongue. How can you compare with the famous movie star, but at this time Liang Wenmo has understood his meaning, and he can't help taking him into his arms as soon as he is in his heart, "Chuang'er, do you think you are Is it his substitute... not really, it's because of you that I..."

When Ling Chuang heard this, he was stunned as if he had been electrocuted, and then his whole body trembled. Because he had been drinking for the first time, his brain was a little dizzy all night. At this moment, it felt like a dream. Liang Wenmo felt that he was shaking, hugging him. The tighter he tightened, the lips leaned over his ear and said, "Chuang'er, can you follow me for the rest of your life... It's enough for the two of us to live together."

"Sir...Mr. Liang..." Ling Chuang leaned on his shoulders and breathed softly, not knowing how to agree. At this time, Liang Wenmo realized that he already knew his identity, and seeing that he did not refuse, that kind of long ago The desire that had been generated reappeared, he followed his hot ears and kissed all the way to the neck, to the collarbone, Ling Chuang's breathing became heavier, Liang Wenmo couldn't help it anymore, he hugged him and turned around tightly. Pressed onto the bed, there was a night wind outside the house, Luan Ye was rustling, Qiongyun was rustling, it was the spring scene that everyone in the world yearned for.

Let's congratulate Xiao Liang together tonight!