Get along (IV)
"What do you mean by dying... As long as I'm here, Brother Qingshan won't be easily taken away by the King of Hell!"
"You bastard surnamed Ye, how dare you stir up trouble like this? You really need to be taught a lesson!"
He Shu was so angry that he started to walk away. Li Qinglan, seeing this, seemed to have found his backbone and followed him excitedly.
"Doctor He, please speak for justice. Alan will lead the way for you."
The two of them sang in unison and were about to walk away, completely forgetting the protagonist who had not yet responded to this matter.
"Alan!"
Li Qingshan's voice was unusually stern. He took a few steps to catch up, holding his sister's arm with one hand and He Shu's wrist with the other.
"I just said a few nonsense words, why are you getting involved in this mess?"
"What a mess! He said that to you!"
He Shu frowned in confusion.
"How are you going to settle accounts with that Ye family grandson? You don't even know what he looks like... I can just go to the banquet myself and solve the problem. Why make such a fuss?"
"Besides, since I promised Alan that we would celebrate the Shangsi Festival together, I won't break my promise."
Li Qingshan touched his sister's head, smoothed out her messy hair, and then extended his index finger and gently touched Heshu's forehead. The touch was like the brush of a feather, but it left a small, burning mark on his skin.
"Brother He has been confined to his house these past few days, so he must be feeling bored. This is a good opportunity for you to go out and get some fresh air."
He leaned forward slightly, and his warm breath brushed He Shu's ear without warning, his voice was very low.
"Just consider it...compensation for you."
He Shu's breathing stagnated and his back tensed instantly. These words turned into tiny electric currents, running through his ears and throughout his limbs. He could only stare blankly at the profile of the person so close to him, forgetting even to breathe.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He turned his head away as if to cover up, staring at the swaying bamboo shadows beside the path, but his heart was beating like a drum in his chest at an inopportune time.
The three of them quickly and smoothly left the Li residence. Li Qinglan walked lively in front, chattering about what he had heard about the Ye residence from somewhere. Heshu and Li Qingshan lagged behind a few steps.
In the narrow alley, their sleeves would occasionally brush against each other, making a subtle rustling sound. He Shu looked around curiously, surrounded by the long-lost bustle of the city.
As I walked, a soft cool breeze suddenly fell on my temples, carrying the unique sweetness of newly opened peach petals.
He turned his head slightly in shock and happened to meet Li Qingshan's smiling eyes. The man's slender fingers had not yet completely left his hair, and his fingertips brushed against the tip of his ear, causing a tingling sensation.
"Look..."
Li Qingshan suddenly approached, his warm breath brushing past, his eyes falling on He Shu's face, which was particularly vivid against the backdrop of peach blossoms.
"The face of a man and the peach blossoms complement each other red."
The sunlight passed through the peach branches leaning against the courtyard wall, filtering out tiny spots of light that danced on Li Qingshan's drooping eyelashes. A gust of wind blew, and the petals fell and stuck to his hair.
The pink and white hair on He Shu's temples was also trembling slightly in the breeze, just like his confused heart at the moment.
Looking at the handsome face of the person in front of him, he was dazed for a moment in the spring scenery.
The peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain are also blooming...
If the drought demon in the north has been eliminated and the cat demon's rebellion has been quelled, how much of the time I stole from the human world is left?
"What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed?"
Li Qingshan's voice brought his wandering thoughts back.
"Peach... peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze!"
He Shu blurted out the words subconsciously. He had read this poem before, but when he met Li Qingshan's gaze, he realized something was wrong. This line was about parting...
In frustration and embarrassment, he somehow reached out and plucked a peach blossom in full bloom from the branch. With trembling fingertips, he quickly pinned it into Li Qingshan's black jade-like bun.
Looking at the person in front of him, he paused slightly, but did not dodge. Instead, the smile on his lips rose again, and He Shu turned his face away.
What's wrong with me today? My face and ears are red all the time, and I feel dizzy as if I'm drunk. I'm afraid I have the Zhengzhong syndrome again?
He couldn't help but think in his heart.
"Brother!"
Li Qinglan turned around at this moment, her eyes lit up, she came back trotting with her skirt lifted up, pointing at the peach blossoms beside Heshu's temples,
"Alan wants one too! I want the best looking one!"
"good."
Li Qingshan said this and turned his back obediently.
Li Qinglan's interruption was like a refreshing rain. He Shu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and unconsciously slowed down his pace.
He curled up his fingers hidden in his sleeves, feeling the delicate touch of the petals lingering on his fingertips. He looked up at the happy brother and sister beside him, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
The winding stream paved with bluestone slabs meanders through the half-open moon gate, bypasses the carved wooden pavilion by the water, and leads all the way to the backyard planted with peach and willow trees.
On the Shangsi Festival, the Ye Mansion banquet was held with running water. Small celadon bowls filled with warm amber wine swirled lightly in the winding water. On both sides of the winding water, beside the ebony tables, people with fragrant clothes and hair were floating in the air, laughing and talking.
He Shu looked at Li Qingshan who was surrounded in the center through the crowd.
The man had his usual gentle smile on his face, and occasionally glanced at the crowd, as if looking for something.
His heart inexplicably tightened, and taking advantage of the opportunity, he quickly made a "I'm leaving" gesture to the people, and without caring whether the people saw clearly or not, he suddenly got out of the crowd like a nimble fish.
The crabapple trees by the water were in full bloom, their petals blown by the wind into the water, filling the wine bowl to the brim. From the corridor came the sound of a pipa, its tune as soft as spring water, mingling with the gentle twang of the women's golden hairpins, drifting over the rockery built of stacked stones.
He Shu stopped and sat beside a blooming peach tree. He looked up and saw the vines climbing on the rockery not far away. Suddenly, he remembered the blooming wild forsythia on the wall of the mountain courtyard.
Even the most famous gardens and rare rocks are not as pleasing as the bright yellow swaying freely in the mountain breeze.
As he was reminiscing about his life in the mountains, a strong odor of alcohol mixed with the scent of cosmetics hit him, causing his brows to furrow. He Shu quickly dodged the hand that was grabbing his clothes, feeling disgusted.
"Oh, my, young master is really agile..."
The drunken scoundrel in front of me was shaking his wine pot, his tongue was swollen.
"She looks... hiccup... prettier than the fairies in the paintings..."
The sticky eyes wandered on Heshu's face, and finally fell on the peach blossom beside his temple.
"The peach blossoms on her temples are even more extraordinary. She is truly more beautiful than the flowers... Come, have a drink with me, let's drink..."
"Get lost."
He Shu didn't want to get entangled with him, so he pushed away the approaching tall figure, but the man refused to give in and staggered closer, staring at his face.
"Oh, I thought Li Qingshan was some noble man, but it turns out he's a playboy who can't forget the beauty even at his death..."
Dengtuzi sneered, and the turbid smell of alcohol almost sprayed on Heshu's face.
"Tsk tsk, that short-lived bastard knows how to enjoy himself. Where did he find a beauty like you in a brothel? He writes those filthy books about dividing peaches and polishing mirrors. He's really a homosexual..."
As Dengtuzi spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch Heshu's cheek. Seeing that Heshu did not dodge this time, he raised the corner of his mouth proudly.
"That's right... hiccup... following that sickly person is no match for me... I, Ye Qi, am the eldest grandson of the Ye family, and in the future I will..."
"shut up!"
The obscene words were like a red-hot iron brand on He Shu's heart, breaking the string of his rationality in an instant.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a golden light appeared from the bottom of his eyes. He could no longer hold back and raised his hand. "Pa" he slapped Ye Qi's ugly face with a crisp and fierce slap, which twisted his face.
This idiot who said Qingshan was dying actually dared to slander the book written by Qingshan. It's unforgivable! Since the magic can't be used, then use the most direct method!
Before Ye Qi could recover from the slap, He Shu clenched his fist again and, with all his strength, punched the disgusting face hard.
With a muffled "bang" sound and a scream, the tall and strong figure flew out like a broken sack, and "plop" fell into the Qushui Pool, splashing water half a person's height. The wine jug in his hand was also thrown out, hitting the rockery and shattered onto the ground.
Now the people who had been watching the show could no longer remain indifferent. The grandson of the host of the banquet became a drowned chicken, and it was all because of a failed teasing. It was really laughable.
The laughter and stringed instruments nearby suddenly ceased, leaving only the faint sound of music in the distance, which made the drowned man's thrashing and cursing in the water particularly harsh. The maids and servants on the shore were frightened by his madness and didn't know what to do.
He Shu loosened his slightly numb palm and looked at Ye Qi who was in a mess in the water. His boiling anger receded like a tide. It was not until the guards from the Ye Mansion surrounded him that he realized that he seemed to be in trouble.
This thought pierced his mind sharply, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Li Qingshan, but was blocked by the crowd.
His feet suddenly seemed to have the wind, and he quickly winked at Li Qinglan, one of the female relatives. His eyes swept across the courtyard wall, and then he turned around and jumped over it swiftly. The hem of his clothes swept across the table, bringing down a plate of peach blossom pastries.
"call--"
After blending into the bustling crowd on the street and making sure that no one was chasing him, He Shu dared to stop and leaned against the cold wall, letting out a long sigh. The dull sound of the punch hitting his face, the arc of the bastard's flight, and the embarrassment when he fell into the water... It was really refreshing!
However, the brief pleasure was soon drowned by heavy thoughts. The oncoming wind blew away the heat and woke up his fevered head.
Qingshan...
Li Qingshan's face, which always wore a gentle smile, appeared clearly before his eyes.
If I were to indulge in this momentary pleasure, I would implicate such an elegant and dignified person who lives in peace with the world, and even push him to the forefront of public opinion...
Would the Ye family embarrass him? Would that bastard Ye Qi take the opportunity to throw dirty water on him?
The huge regret and worry tightly wrapped around his heart like a vine, making He Shu almost unable to breathe. He suddenly stopped, hugged his head and slowly squatted down. His fingers touched the peach blossoms on his temples, and he couldn't help but pause.
Had I caused Qingshan so much trouble by doing this? He wasn't fully recovered yet... Should I go back and apologize? Or...
He hesitated, but a familiar voice came to his ears:
"Is the human world fun? Crane, book!"
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