What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 27: Chapter 27
on the long street.

"Why don't you call me Wynn?"

Xiao Qi began to grow up with the master again, and the master briefly advised Wei Huai'en not to pick a crowded place, it really annoyed her, so he lowered his eyes and looked up at him, feeling aggrieved.

Xiao Qi choked for a while, and protected her to sit in a tea stall by the side of the road to rest.

"master……"

He really learned the other side of Wei Huai'en tonight. Wherever there is excitement, he will go wherever there is excitement. Even when others squeeze in front of her, he is not convinced, and insists on stepping over them and standing in a good position to watch the monkey show.

He even suspected that he was going to let go of his hand several times, Xiao Qi also admonished many palace people in the palace, and wanted to preach a few words without paying attention, and his tone was a bit harsh.

But Wei Huai'en has been preached by his elder brother and Taifu all day long since he was a child, and he can guess what he will say next after hearing his beginning, but how could she be taught by Xiao Qi?
"Don't say it, don't say it!"

With a mask on his face, Wei Huai'en put his arms around his neck and rubbed against him.

"It's rare to be so happy today, don't spoil the fun, okay?"

Xiao Qi couldn't hold back immediately, and the thin-skinned man looked around to see if anyone was paying attention, and at the same time pulled Wei Huai'en off his body.

"Master, this is inappropriate, let go."

The crowd suddenly exclaimed, it turned out that Emperor Yonghe arranged for the Imperial City Army to set off fireworks on the city tower in order to have fun with the people.

Wei Huai'en looked up at the bright sky, walked a few steps to the street, and, like everyone else, stared intently at this rare fiery tree and silver flowers.

It seems that Xingzi doesn't need to shy away from the brilliance of Langyue, and seizes this fleeting opportunity to spread it all over the sky.

The only moon on the sky is accompanied by worldly fireworks, and finally it is less lonely and more affectionate.

Only then did Wei Huai'en realize that the people around him were husband and wife, or relatives and friends. They were standing side by side hand in hand, looking at the moon together at this moment.

The splendor of the fireworks will not last long, the night sky will return to darkness, and those who stop at this moment will continue to move forward. After tonight, it will be another normal day in the world.

That's why tonight's excitement is so precious, making everyone linger and forget to return.

But where is she going?
A few steps away, she seemed to look at the tea stand with some feeling.

Xiao Qi was still standing there looking at her, as long as she was watching the fireworks, he was looking at her for as long as possible.

There were fireworks blooming above his head, but she could only fit in his phoenix eyes.

It seems that no matter how the scene around him changes, no matter how many reincarnations he has gone through, he will watch over her, no matter whether she will turn back or not.

Wei Huai'en walked back in front of him silently, and the crowd behind him flowed again, washing away her shadow, leaving nothing behind.

She suddenly felt that she was actually so insignificant that it didn't even take a hundred years for the traces left by her to disappear without a trace.

Even if in the end she really realizes her long-cherished wish to ascend to the throne, it is just a passage in the sea of ​​history. How can her sorrows and joys, her joys and angers be written off like this?
It turns out that this is what the Buddhists call dew like lightning, like dreams and bubbles, but she never believes in karma and retribution, nor does she believe in reincarnation.

She wants to be delusional in the world, that is, to hold on to every moment of thought.She wants to love, she wants to capture every emotion, she wants to be alive.

She put her arms around his waist, removed the obstructive mask and pressed herself against his chest.

Xiao Qi hugged her back as usual, although he didn't know why she was suddenly depressed, but he rubbed the top of her hair with his chin:
"what happened?"

She shook her head and hugged him tighter.People passing by have noticed them embracing each other, and many pairs of smiling and kind eyes glanced at them inadvertently.

Xiao Qi didn't care about being cramped by these gazes, he was only worried about Wei Huai'en in his arms.

"Wynn? Are you tired? "

This title made her extremely satisfied, as if a lonely person who couldn't find a foothold grabbed a straw and was able to stay and have a name from now on.

His embrace was generous enough to catch all of her anxiety and hesitation. It seemed that she never told him how important he was.

"I'm not tired, I'm just a little sad, because I'm afraid that my whole life can only be spent on the memories of tonight."

Xiao Qi's body froze instantly, he could hear the sadness in Wei Huai'en's words, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Because he knew that what she said was right, after tonight, she would never have the opportunity to join in the ordinary excitement like tonight, and she had to move forward in the wind, frost and sword every moment of every day.

But such a cruel fact can be slowly accepted without being exposed, and it will be a big dull pain in anyone's heart if she says it so lightly.

"Xiao Qi, let me hug you for a while?"

The front of the front was slightly wet, Xiao Qi lowered his head and pressed against her side face, completely wrapped her under his protection, and let her cry in his arms a despair that no one knew.

But he couldn't say anything to make her give up.

He knows her steadfastness better than anyone else. Now it is just her timidity as a little girl in the face of an uncertain future. Soon she will grow up completely, and will never hesitate to face the path she has chosen. .

No matter how much he couldn't bear it, he could only stay with her and let her have a hug to rely on.

That's all.

Across the sea of ​​people, Li Kong had a panoramic view of everything that happened in this small tea stall.

He had never met Wei Huai'en, so he naturally didn't know that the person hugging Xiao Qi at the moment was Princess Jiarou.

But he could see the indescribable love, no matter who the woman was, it made him feel dazzling.

He didn't believe that he was no better than an eunuch, even though he was still desperately forgetting his past before this moment, he still felt that he deserved a better relationship than Xiao Qi.

This is not jealousy, but a complex emotion of unwillingness and yearning that is more than envy.

There was a pitifully small voice in his heart that could not be ignored, saying:
"Xiao Qi can do it, why can't I?"

Even an eunuch can be loved, so why can't he be loved by Little Moon?
The smile on Meng Keshu's face was completely happy from the bottom of her heart after seeing the fireworks all over the sky, maybe she couldn't tell how fake it was when she responded to Li Kong's question with a smile.

But Li Kong could distinguish all these clearly.

He seemed to be finally able to relax and lead her for a walk, instead of being self-doubted by her prevarication, afraid that he would become another Yan Weiguang, and even more afraid that Little Moon would hate him even more.

He argues with himself in his mind all the time, arguing that his confinement to Little Moon is only temporary, arguing that he and Yan Weiguang are different from beginning to end.

He doesn't want to think about Yan Weiguang's good times, because it is completely tied to the boy's favorite time that he doesn't want to think about the last time. What do you want him to think, every time Yan Weiguang struggles when he is pressed on the bed table?
He needs hatred, pure hatred, to separate the most humiliating self. Any memory of defending Yan Weiguang is a betrayal of himself.

But the more the memory wants to forget, the more turbulent it will be when it is accidentally remembered.

The more unbearable the memory, the clearer it is, so clear that Li Kong felt the feeling of those hands that made him feel sick stretched into his robe at this moment.

He didn't know how terrifying his current appearance was. He didn't know that he was trembling all over, holding Meng Keshu's hand tightly, shaking his head and wrestling with the imaginary person:

"Let go... let go, get out!"

Meng Keshu couldn't get rid of him, she burst into tears in pain, an old woman passing by noticed the unusualness of the two of them, and enthusiastically helped Meng Keshu break Li Kong's hand.

"Ouch, is your husband hysterical? Why is his hand so strong? Have you brought any medicine?"

"I have no idea!"

Meng Keshu felt that the bones in his hand were about to be broken by Li Kong's grip, and the other hand beat his heart desperately.

"Let go! Li Kong, let go!"

Da Niang's husband wanted to grab Li Kong's shoulder and shake him awake, but as soon as he touched Li Kong, he was punched by Li Kong.

Only then did Li Kong, whose eyes were bloodshot, slowly wake up from the illusion, the buzzing in his ears went away, he turned his head to look at Meng Keshu who was shouting at him for some reason, and shook his head vigorously before realizing that he was What have you done.

"Are you crazy!"

Meng Keshu finally withdrew his pinched hand that was red, and helped the aunt to lift her husband up from the ground.

"Are you all right? Do you want to see the doctor?"

"It's okay, it's just that I'm getting old and can't stand firm."

The man rubbed his left rib that was hit by Li Kong, stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"Little lady, let's take a look at your husband first. I'll wait a little longer, ouch..."

Before Meng Keshu could say anything, Li Kong grabbed her wrist with a sullen face and walked away quickly.

Meng Keshu struggled to turn around and saw the familiar boy go to pay the gift and money to the kind couple before turning back and glaring at him angrily:
"Why are you crazy! Where are you taking me!"

After turning into an empty alley, Li Kong threw Meng Keshu in front of him and pressed him against the wall, pinching her face directly and forcing her to raise her head to accept his deep kiss.

Meng Keshu was so angry that he kicked him vigorously, but he hugged her tightly in his arms and squeezed her in the corner like another hysteria.

He didn't know he was hurting her, but he couldn't stop his longing, because only she was the only antidote.

Only by obtaining hugs and warmth from her in this way can he make up for his missing self and damaged personality, make him forget the time he fell into hell, and light up the world.

Too many things had been destroyed, his heart was in ruins, and he couldn't help filling himself with her presence.

He was so dirty that even his skin felt dirty.He didn't even want to look in the mirror because those dark memories were everywhere eroding his understanding of his own body.

Unless her hands can touch his face, unless she is willing to kiss his lips, only she can let him deceive himself briefly that he deserves to be loved.

He was not a plaything to be raped, he was not born so mean.

He was indeed sinister and cunning, and he tricked her away and imprisoned her in his backyard.

Even though he knew she was unwilling, he still wanted to ask for her pity and her sincerity.

　Li Kong is... poor, I can't find any other words to describe him.

　　He's crazy for a reason.

　　He really hated Yan Weiguang for hurting him, but if he denied that Yan Weiguang once loved him, he would also deny his current love for Little Moon.

　　He is such a low self-esteem and awkward person. He hates his behavior of forcing and imprisoning Little Moon, but he can only find reasons for himself from the most painful experience.

　　He didn't want to accept that people like Yan Weiguang actually loved him, but he had to find a way to prove that what he was doing now was also love.

　　I don't know if I can write clearly about this sense of fate.

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