Chapter 12 Don't Forget

It was late at night, and it should have been a good time to meet Zhou Gong, but no one fell asleep, just because everyone had their own worries.

The three people on the other side had just settled down, but Mei Changsu on this side was also in a bad mood.

"Li Gang, are all the things I asked you to prepare ready?" Changsu asked slowly.

Li Gang walked forward, helped Changsu cover the quilt tightly, and said, "Master, everything you asked me to do is ready."

"That's good." Changsu sighed lightly and looked out the window thoughtfully.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Shu, are you asleep? It's me."

Hearing the voice of this big buffalo, Changsu was moved for a while. He was already the current emperor, but he still called him in the tone of old acquaintance. The disparity in status did not change the feelings of yesterday.

"Help me up." Li Gang stepped forward and helped Mei Changsu get ready, then walked to the door and opened it.

Jingyan smiled warmly at Li Gang, walked quickly to Changsu, moved a stool and sat there.

Changsu saw his old friend in a hurry and thought something had happened. He thought for a while and waited for Jingyan's question.

Jingyan didn't say anything, just sat there blankly. Li Gang looked at the two of them, afraid that it was because of him that he couldn't say more, so he bowed and walked out.

Half an incense stick of time had passed, Jingyan still didn't speak, Changsu was a little at a loss, he had never seen Jingyan look at him so quietly.

"Jingyan, what's the matter?" Changsu asked.

Jingyan calmed down a little and said, "Oh, nothing, I just want to see you."

"See me?" Changsu was a little puzzled.

"Yes, just see you." Jingyan smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of shyness in his smile.

Changsu looked at Jingyan quietly, looking into his eyes, not knowing what to say, as if everything stopped at this moment.

"Xiaoshu, do you think we will meet again after we say goodbye tomorrow?" Jingyan finally couldn't help asking this question that he knew he couldn't answer.

Changsu raised his head slightly, and then lowered his head for a while, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, very warm, "Definitely."

Jingyan's eyes were a little red, suppressing his emotions, and smiled and replied, "Okay, I believe you."

Changsu's smile was touching, and then he pouted and teased, "Just believe me, I have never lied to you. I promised you that I would come back before going to the battlefield, don't you see me now?"

Jingyan nodded and said, "So you can't do it this time... I don't want to..." The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

Changsu understood Jingyan's thoughts, smiled again, nodded with gentle eyes, "I will definitely see you again."

Jingyan's worries were not reduced by Changsu's promise, but he had to try very hard to restrain himself, because he was afraid that Xiaoshu would be uneasy. So, even if he really couldn't let go, and was really full of doubts about whether he could see Xiaoshu in the future, as long as he said it, he had to believe it, and believe it seriously.

The two looked at each other like this, brotherhood, family feuds, those unwillingness, indignation, injustice, or a little bit of past romance were all frozen in that moment. No one said a word again, just looked at each other silently, but didn't feel embarrassed, just because what he thought in his heart had already been seen through by the other party, and there was nothing else worth mentioning.

For fourteen years, Jingyan has never had the opportunity to take a good look at Mei Changsu, the Xiaoshu who he should not recognize even if he met, but now in this quiet willow garden where even the cry of a moth can be heard, he looks at him very seriously, very seriously.

As long as he remembered it, even if the other party tampered with his appearance, he, Xiao Jingyan, would still be able to recognize the young man of that year, because the old man had been engraved in his heart.