Chapter 26 - 4#
“Why?”
Jingzhe: “I like you and want to be with you. I don’t covet your money or your power. Being happy like this now, there’s no need to think too much.” He spoke slowly, and as he spoke, he carefully stroked Rong Jiu’s hair.
He really liked Rong Jiu’s hair.
Silky, smooth, shiny and black.
It also felt very good to the touch.
Jingzhe’s own hair was not very good, a bit dry and yellow. If it weren’t hidden under his hat, he would be embarrassed to show it to others.
“Do you not want to know, or are you unwilling to know?”
Rong Jiu’s voice was as cold as a ghost from the underworld, threatening Jingzhe gloomily.
Jingzhe: “What’s the difference?”
He stroked it again greedily and said earnestly.
“People with too much curiosity die the fastest.”
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was lifted up by Rong Jiu and placed on the table. With a clatter, everything fell to the ground.
The noise was not small, and someone immediately came to ask.
“Jingzhe, what happened?”
Jingzhe hurriedly said, “It’s okay, I accidentally bumped into the table and knocked over the kettle on the table…” Before he could finish his sentence, Rong Jiu was already pinching his chin.
“Oh, oh, then be careful, don’t cut your fingers on the shards.”
The voice outside quieted down, and the inside of the room became exceptionally strange.
Jingzhe was afraid that Rong Jiu would be angry, so he couldn’t help but reach out and hug his shoulders. Rong Jiu didn’t push him away, which was undoubtedly a good reaction.
He said softly, “Rong Jiu, what are you worried about?”
He pondered over his words just now, there shouldn’t be anything too out of line?
Actually, there was another reason why Jingzhe never thought of asking more about Rong Jiu’s situation.
This was because when Rong Jiu first got to know him, he had mentioned his family situation.
He said that his parents had both died, leaving him with a small inheritance, and he entered the palace to seek wealth and honor. This wealth and honor led him all the way to become a guard in front of the palace, which didn’t seem impossible.
Of course, Rong Jiu’s lavish spending recently made Jingzhe guess that this “small inheritance” was probably quite large.
But this had nothing to do with him.
So, he really couldn’t understand why Rong Jiu was anxious.
He kissed Rong Jiu.
And kissed him again.
Like a small animal pecking for food, he rubbed against him again.
Rong Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his dark eyes staring at Jingzhe gloomily, and Jingzhe looked back very seriously.
He looked as if he was very afraid of him getting angry.
But his small movements never stopped.
Rong Jiu lowered his eyes. Don’t think he didn’t know that the hand was still secretly touching his hair behind his back.
The strange anger dissipated a little, and Rong Jiu straightened up.
He pulled his hair crown loose, and his silky long hair fell down. Then, a sharp dagger appeared in Rong Jiu’s hand at some point, and he cut off a lock of hair.
Jingzhe’s eyes widened. Oh!
He looked at that lock of hair with heartache. No, a huge lock of hair!
Until that large lock of hair was stuffed into Jingzhe’s arms.
Jingzhe felt even more heartache.
“If you want to give it to me, tell me first. I’m not greedy, just a little bit is fine.” Jingzhe muttered, holding the lock of hair and looking for a container to put it in.
Rong Jiu: “…”
Couldn’t tell he didn’t like it.
On the contrary, Jingzhe liked it very much.
He carefully put away the hair, and then looked at Rong Jiu with his hair down…
He couldn’t help but stare blankly.
He had never seen Rong Jiu with his hair down. Now that he saw it, it was uniquely different.
Rong Jiu’s appearance was beautiful and elegant, but his tall and fit figure rarely softened his temperament. In addition, he was originally a cold and solemn person. Whenever one looked at him, there was always a sense of… sharpness that could stab people.
But after letting his hair down, perhaps because his waterfall-like black hair was overly silky and beautiful, or perhaps because Jingzhe was too biased towards him, he felt that he was much gentler at this moment than ever before, like cold snow melting, a hard stone statue coming to life…
He subconsciously walked closer, his fingers running through Rong Jiu’s black hair, and said softly, “…Your hair is messy, shall I comb it for you?”
Rong Jiu didn’t speak, but when Jingzhe pushed him to sit down, he didn’t resist either.
Of course, Jingzhe didn’t have a bronze mirror, only a mirror that could barely see people clearly.
He pressed Rong Jiu down, swept away the broken shards first, then took a comb and oil to comb Rong Jiu’s hair.
Jingzhe’s skills naturally couldn’t create a gorgeous hairstyle for Rong Jiu, but it was relatively easy to tie up the hair crown again.
After it was done, Jingzhe was very happy in his heart.
He touched the hair for a long time!
Rong Jiu sometimes didn’t understand Jingzhe’s special preference for certain places. He looked back at Jingzhe, “This little thing is enough to make you happy.”
“Then what else do you want?” Jingzhe still remembered Rong Jiu’s tireless teaching on the way of greed, and hurriedly said, “This is enough.”
The cut of hair just now was enough to make his heart ache.
When combing his hair, touching that spot, Jingzhe couldn’t help but shake his head. If he had to do it again, he might really die of heartache.
Rong Jiu ignored him and walked towards the head of the bed.
Jingzhe followed him curiously, watching him… Oh, oh, he was going to get the underwear just now… Huh? Why take it!
Jingzhe hugged Rong Jiu’s arm and said with difficulty, “…You’re not going to take it away, are you?”
Rong Jiu said leisurely, “This size, did you make it for yourself?”
Jingzhe: “…Then I will grow up in the future.”
He was bluffing.
Actually, after eighteen, Jingzhe never grew an inch taller.
Oh my, this was a pain in his heart.
Rong Jiu: “You made this for me.”
Hit the nail on the head.
Jingzhe was dejected: “But this one failed. It doesn’t look good. I won’t give you such a failure.”
Moreover, he had already worn it himself, how could he give it to someone else.
Rong Jiu: “I want this one.”
Then, he looked pointedly at the large box.
“I want the finished one too.”
Jingzhe discovered with annoyance that Rong Jiu indeed knew where the semi-finished product was hidden.
“How do you know everything!”
Damn it!
Rong Jiu laughed slowly, “Jingzhe, I am different from you.” In the light and vivid interest, there was a bit of malice, “I want to know everything.”
To be clear about everything, to control everything.
Not an inch could be hidden.
He didn’t like it, nor would he allow it.
…
After several tug-of-wars, Jingzhe still failed.
He watched helplessly as Rong Jiu took the underwear away, howled and rolled on the bed, struggling for a long time.
Huiping came in, startled, and said amusingly, “What’s wrong with you?”
Jingzhe climbed up with messy hair and said with a mournful face, “Huiping, I met a pervert.” Who would want to take away clothes that they knew had been worn!
Didn’t he think it was strange?
Obviously, the person who did this strange thing was Rong Jiu, but why was he more ashamed than Rong Jiu? He was so cold, as if he was talking about serious business, and led him astray with an understatement.
Something about it being originally for him, wow, really bad!
That clothes didn’t fit, he didn’t know how to wear it when he went back.
Jingzhe pouted. Anyway, if it was worn out, with Rong Jiu’s bad temper… he wouldn’t come to extort him for compensation, would he?
And just thinking that the clothes originally worn on his own body would actually be skin-to-skin with Rong Jiu, there seemed to be a fire in his heart, burning inexplicably strangely, making his skin a little hot.
He covered his face, so hot.
So strange.
Why did his face turn so red inexplicably.
The back of his hand touched it.
He was startled by the strange heat.
Seeing him like that, Huiping found it even funnier, comforted him a few words, and then went out again.
Jingzhe sat on the bed and worried for a while, suddenly remembered what happened just now, and ran to get the box.
Inside was the hair Rong Jiu cut off.
Body, hair and skin, received from parents.
Cutting hair was even a punishment.
So when Rong Jiu acted so decisively and suddenly, Jingzhe was frightened.
He rested his chin on his hand and looked at it for a while, touched his dry and yellowish hair, and sighed softly.
This was not good, he seemed to…
Like Rong Jiu more and more.
Just after he left, he missed him a little.
At night, Jingzhe tossed and turned. Just fell asleep, and woke up again.
Repeatedly like this, it was very difficult to endure.
Unknown if it was emotional excitement or why, he always had a feeling of physical anxiety. No matter how he slept, he was uncomfortable, so he could only endure it.
He had never had this feeling before.
His palms were slightly hot, and his body was soft.
It was like ants crawling on his body, itchy.
But to say he had no strength, it was not true. He wanted to get up and punch a set of fists.
He turned over, suddenly pinched something, gave a low cry, and then his whole body stiffened.
Jingzhe looked as if he had seen a ghost. His movements of grabbing the quilt were a bit tight. He slowly lifted the quilt to look inside, and then gasped.
The mushroom stood up.