Chapter 474 You said you learned how to love, then prove it to me again (9)
Without Hades in charge, the underworld seemed to have lost its former majesty. From a distance, it was a mess.
Luo Yunmeng looked at what was happening in the mirror and felt a little cold. He hugged his arms and shrank his neck, asking suspiciously, "Is this the legendary PUA?"
Ren Yan sneered: "Forget about the legend. Qiao Xiaoyu is a habitual offender in doing this kind of thing."
"That's right, I've been suffering from it!"
The sudden complaining sound startled Luo Yunmeng, and at the same time she finally realized that the chill behind her was not an illusion.
She turned her head slowly and instantly came face to face with the pale faces behind her.
Luo Yunmeng shuddered and said, "You guys just came, but you didn't even make a sound when you gasped for breath. You almost scared me to death!"
Li Xiaoqin glanced at her with a blank expression: "I'm already dead, how can you let me breathe?"
Only powerful ghosts dare to shout, while ghosts without power just make a slow "squeak".
Luo Yunmeng: “…”
Seeing that they were silent, the Painted Skin Ghost squeezed in front of the mirror to watch the fun. At the same time, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and shared them with the little sisters, chattering non-stop: "It's a fight between two people, one willing to fight, the other willing to be beaten. I've long been used to it. But what surprised me more is that Yuan seems to have been raised wrong in this life. Why does he look so stupid..."
Hearing this, Ren Yan threw the melon seed shells back at Painted Skin Ghost Face and rolled her eyes: "Stop watching the fun and making trouble! That guy's personality was really crooked before, he's so much better now~"
Painted Skin wiped his face in disgust, wanting to explode, but he had to hold it back because he couldn't win. Even the words he agreed with were spoken viciously: "That's right, it's better now. If it were before, Yu Huo would ignore him and he would turn the world upside down and no one would be able to live in peace."
Luo Yunmeng glanced at the Painted Skin Ghost's frustrated face and said with a smile, "Shakespeare once said that love makes cowards bold, but makes warriors cowards."
The Painted Skin Ghost was silent for a few seconds, and his expression finally softened.
The remaining group of uneducated ghosts could only blink innocently: "..."
The atmosphere suddenly became cold.
**
The stable life continues, the years are quiet and the time passes without a trace.
It seemed like in the blink of an eye, they were about to graduate and go their separate ways.
The relationship between Shang Yan and the Jiang Feng brothers eased somewhat, and in his sophomore year, Shang Yan transferred directly to medical school.
Jiang Feng was preparing to take over the family business and was busy every day.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is that no matter how busy he is, he will help Yu Huo cook.
During this period, Yu Huo moved to a high-end residential area closer to Jiang Feng's company.
To some extent, they were both running towards the same goal for food.
That day, Jiang Feng walked home in the dark. When he opened the door, he saw Shang Yan sitting in the living room reading a book.
The other person was wearing rimless square glasses, with long hair casually draped down, and his expression was extremely serious.
Jiang Feng glanced at him, without saying a word to disturb him, and prepared to go upstairs quietly to wash up.
But things went against his wishes. The other party gently put down the book and looked up at him: "Are you back?"
Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Jiang Feng retracted his foot that was about to step onto the stairs, walked back and sat on the sofa, nodding softly.
His expression looked tired.
Shang Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the textbook on the table. Guilt took over and he asked with concern, "You've been following Yu Huo for three and a half years, and you still haven't taken him down?"
Jiang Feng in this life seems to be particularly innocent and will blush whenever Yu Huo's name is mentioned.
Shang Yan sighed and let him go for the time being. Then he changed the subject, his tone strangely bitter: "In the 22 years that I've been your brother, I've never eaten a single bite of the food you cooked..."
Jiang Feng's face gradually faded with shame, and his eyes once again showed contempt: "Don't talk about you, my parents have never eaten it, will you feel better if I say this?"
Shang Yan rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Love-brained."
Jiang Feng: "Same here."
"That's different." Shang Yan immediately sneered back, "Qiao Yu and I got married in two months. What about you? You haven't even held hands yet, have you?"
“…”
Jiang Feng was unable to refute and immediately became dejected.
Seeing his pity, Shang Yan stopped teasing and asked, "What's wrong with you? I think Yu Huo seems to have a good impression of you... What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Feng's lips moved. The handsome man, who looked like he had walked out of an oil painting, now had an inferiority complex on his face that was seriously inconsistent with his appearance: "Brother~"
Only when he was at his wit's end would Jiang Feng not call him by his name, but "Brother".
Shang Yan seemed to understand his cowardice and did not urge him to continue. Instead, he bent his fingers to hook the long hair hanging on his chest, twirling it on his index finger, circle after circle...
After a long while, just when Shang Yan's brain was about to stop working, Jiang Feng finally couldn't bear it any longer and spoke.
"Brother, he just uses me to cook for him, he doesn't have any feelings for me..."
Shang Yan suddenly stopped turning his hair and looked over.
Jiang Feng's eyes were filled with helplessness and anxiety at this moment, as if a huge gold mine appeared in front of him, but he had no idea where to start.
Shang Yan understood his confusion and reminded him.
"From what I know, Yu Huo makes quite a bit of money privately. If he's really that greedy, the money in his bank account is more than enough for him to hire a very good chef. There's no need for him to compromise with you for such a small matter."
As the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly. Just a few words were like clearing away the clouds to reveal the moon, instantly dispelling Jiang Feng's strong sense of insecurity.
He raised his head, his misty eyes suddenly clearing up. "Really? Could it be that he doesn't hire a cook because... he's stingy?"
Shang Yan chuckled: "Do you think Yu Huo is that guy Qiao Yu? Look at what he wears and what he uses on a daily basis. It's obvious that he likes to enjoy life and is willing to spend money..."
Jiang Feng stared at his trembling fingertips in a daze. His voice was tinged with joy, but his words were still uncertain: "Then... what does this mean?"
Shang Yan picked up the book, opened the page he had read before, and said perfunctorily, "What does it mean? You have to figure it out yourself."
After a while, the person sitting on the sofa suddenly stood up, picked up his clothes and walked out.
With the sound of a door closing with a bang, Shang Yan finally woke up from his dream. He shook his head and laughed, then slowly continued reading.
On the other side, Yu Huo, with half-dry hair, dressed in his pajamas, got into the quilt and fell asleep in seconds.
Not long after he fell asleep, he was awakened by a sudden knock on the door.
Yu Huo, like a wandering ghost, walked forward to open the door with his short frizzy hair.
The person outside the door was breathing heavily, his hair was messy, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked like he had something urgent to do.
Yu Huo rubbed his eyes and asked in a bad attitude: "Did you forget something at my house?"
Jiang Feng swallowed nervously: "Yu Huo, marry me!"
"Oh." Yu Huo moved aside, yawned, and half-closed his eyes.
After a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What did you say?"
Jiang Feng took another deep breath, his expression as serious as before: "I said... marry me."
Yu Huo: "..."
Looking at the young man's beautiful eyes that showed no sign of surprise, Jiang Feng paused and added anxiously, "How about we start dating? I haven't ordered a wedding ring yet..."
Yu Huo's mouth twitched, and he reached out and pulled the man into the door.
The next second, the young man's joyful laughter suddenly rang in my ears.
Jiang Feng looked at him doubtfully, and saw that Yu Huo still had a smile on his face.
"I thought you would wait until my children were old enough to play with soy sauce before you confessed your feelings."
Jiang Feng: “…”
Yu Huo looked at the nervous eyes of the person in front of him, and his heart softened. He then took the initiative to put his hand around the other's neck, and his shiny fingertips lightly swept across the sensitive back of the other's neck, which was full of teasing.
Not surprisingly, Jiang Feng's face turned red again.
Yu Huo felt better when he caught a glimpse of the bright red color.
The confession came too suddenly, refreshing him and instantly driving away all his sleepiness.
If you can't sleep late at night, you have to find something else to pass the time.
He raised his eyes and lightly glanced at the thin red lips of the person in front of him, then tilted his head back and touched the corner of the other person's lips unexpectedly.
After leaving, he could even see Jiang Feng's trembling pupils and the not-so-obvious trace of his Adam's apple moving.
Yu Huo narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, stretched out his thumb and slowly pressed the other person's soft lower lip, and his fingertips slowly slid down along the lip line.
"Jiang Feng, don't leave tonight."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Feng's clear eyes instantly became like a thick fog, making the people watching from the opposite side lose all their direction...
Some things, once you've tasted them, become addictive.
I said that Yu Huo is a beauty lover, and Jiang Feng doesn't smoke or drink, so he smells delicious and it's hard to refuse him.
The result is that I can't stand up straight the next day.
In response to this, Yu Huo said that this matter is...unsolvable!
After being in this relationship for about half a year, Jiang Feng finally proposed.
The ring was designed and custom-made by him. The rose made of 99 diamonds is dazzling and looks very valuable.
Jiang Feng picked up the ring and put it on the young man's ring finger reverently and carefully.
The ring's band was thin, like a twisted, winding thorn.
Yu Huo's fingers looked slender and well-proportioned, as delicate as water onions.
The proposal was not grand, but quiet, with only them and each other, but flowers, balloons, fragrance... everything was there.
Jiang Feng stood up and looked at the young man's clean profile in the orange sunlight. As if touched by the breeze outside the window, he lowered his head and gently kissed the other's pink lips...
It was another quiet afternoon. Jiang Feng returned home with his food, opened the refrigerator, took a look inside, and said to the person playing with his fingers on the sofa, "I'm going out for a while."
Yu Huo looked up and asked, "You just got home, where are you going now?"
Jiang Feng pointed at the refrigerator and shrugged: "There's no wine in the refrigerator. I'll buy you a few bottles."
After hearing this, the young man once again looked at the diamond ring on his ring finger, his voice so flat without any ups and downs.
He said, "Get some strawberry juice. I'm quitting drinking."
Jiang Feng couldn't hide his surprise when he heard this, but the young man kept staring at his diamond ring intently. His slender fingertips swayed slightly, making the reflection of the diamond on the coffee table become a little dazzling.
You know, before they were together, he asked Yu Huo to quit drinking more than once, but the other party ignored his words.
This time he took the initiative to say that he wanted to quit drinking, but it was really too late.
Jiang Feng was stunned for a few seconds, then asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Yu Huo's drooping eyelashes fluttered slightly: "I said, I want to quit drinking."
While speaking, his eyes were always focused on the ring on his ring finger. He had been wearing that ring for some time, but he never took it off and loved it like a treasure.
Therefore, love is mutual. Selfish people will only weave love into chains, causing their lovers to slowly decay in a dark corner.
But when Jiang Feng is willing to loosen the chains and give him freedom, Yu Huo will use the same love to build a high wall and personally confine himself...
——(This is the end of the writing)——
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