? Yan Jun had no time to think about what the ancestors of the Yan family had agreed upon. At this moment, he wished he could fly to Zi Shu's side and hold Zi Shu in his arms.
One day's absence is like three autumns, but Yan Jun feels that one moment's absence is as long as three autumns.
After the song was finished, Yan Jun finally stopped waiting, got excited, and jumped into the piano room.
Zi Shu, dressed in white, was elegant and quiet, lowering his head and adjusting the strings of the piano, as if no one had come.
The wind blows, the silk threads flutter, and the stunning face is looming, attracting people's imagination.
Yan Jun was fascinated by the scene. He stood motionless at the entrance, and the scene seemed to be frozen.
Looking from a distance, the woman in white and ink is gentle and calm, and the man in green is gentle and affectionate. The two of them stand there, as beautiful as a painting.
It was so quiet that even the wind couldn't bear to disturb them.
Zheng... a piano sound sounded, and Yan Jun came back to his senses and walked slowly towards Zishu. Although they were only dozens of steps apart, Yan Jun walked very eagerly.
"Zishu, I miss you."
The sentence "Zishu, I miss you." is tactful and lingering, expressing the pain of lovesickness.
Zi Shu's heart skipped a beat, and a blush seemed to fly over his cheeks.
"But I don't miss you, Young Master Yan." The cold voice sounded like the first time we met.
Yan Jun's eyes darkened, and he took another step forward, hitting his calf on the piano table: "Zishu, can you please stop calling me Young Master? I feel sad when you call me Young Master."
"That's good." Zi Shu seemed not to understand.
"No, no, what's better? I'm too unfamiliar, Zi Shu, please don't torture me like this." Yan Jun said pitifully, with deep affection in his eyes.
The Xue family is full of love. If you are not in love, you will stop. Once you are in love, you will never let go.
Although there is no such thing as love in the Yan family, the men of the Yan family believe that they will be together for life.
"Young master Yan, you are serious. Where do you start talking about torture?" Zi Shu raised his head and tilted his head, looking confused.
Delicate and innocent.
Yan Jun had never seen such a Zi Shu before. Yan Jun felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out in the next second.
"Zishu, I really miss you, I miss you so much." With his heart moving, Yan Jun took Zishu's hand, and wrapped his warm hands tightly around Zishu's jade-like hands.
"With flowers as appearance, birds as sounds, the moon as gods, willows as form, jade as bones, ice and snow as skin, and autumn water as posture, with a proud character, she is the eldest lady of the Xue family." Zi Shu,
You are so beautiful." Yan Jun praised from the bottom of his heart.
Having received such a beautiful woman in this life, he, Lord Yama, will die without any regrets.
"Are you praising me?" Zi Shu did not take away his book.
I've been hugged and refused to even shake hands, it's too pretentious.
She could see Yan Jun's emotional pain in the past few days.
She is very happy that Yan Jun can come today.
"Besides you, who else in the world is worthy of me, Zi Shu, I, Lord Yan, never praise others, I only tell the truth."
The most beautiful love words in the world are nothing more than ㊣(3).
Unfortunately, Zi Shu didn't appreciate it. He took out his hand and poked Yan Jun in the heart: "The young master of the Yan family is indeed a romantic figure. I really don't know how many famous ladies in the Chaos Continent are attracted by him."
It was half teasing, half blaming, but it narrowed the distance between the two.
"Zishu, I was wronged. I didn't. I definitely didn't flirt with women. You were the first person that I, Yan Jun, fell in love with. You were the first woman I held hands with. You were also the first person who made me have the urge to get married.
woman.
Zishu, it was only when I met you that I understood what love is, what heartbeat is, and what destiny is. Zishu, I swear to God that every word I say is true. If there is even half a lie, I will
May the sky strike with thunder." Yan Jun solemnly promised.
"No need, if you dare to lie to me, you will be demolished by my brother before the thunder strikes."
"Zishu, are you angry with me?" Yan Jun was so happy that he almost went crazy.
Zi Shu shook his head with a serious look on his face. Seeing Yan Jun's impatience, he said: "Yan Jun, Linglan Pavilion is destroyed, I will take you back to Xue's house."
"Zishu? Are you serious? Really?"
Zi Shu raised his lips slightly and nodded with a smile.
"Hahaha. That's great, that's great. My Zishu is the most beautiful and kind-hearted person in the world." Yan Jun shouted happily, spinning around in the piano room with Zishu in his arms.
The hearty and majestic laughter and the woman's silver bell-like laughter merge into the most beautiful music in the world...