The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

"It's not that I don't like it, but it's because of you,"

"Very precious."

Three points drunk, seven points sleepy.

Xie Tao felt that he had had a dream that was beyond sight. His voice was like the sound of floating waves in the distant sea. It was always indistinct, making people wonder if it was true or not.

He never said those sultry words easily.

But this does not mean that he has never been emotional.

He is just used to depositing all his emotions in his heart.

As a person who has always been reticent and not good at expressing, he became a little bit less like himself that night.

Just because she wanted an answer.

He gave her an answer in her persistent gaze.

The wax of the candlelight flowed down and solidified in an instant, and the flickering flame was almost extinguished. That night, the girl finally could not wait with him until dawn.

His kiss came suddenly, and for an instant it made her seem to have drunk a few more glasses of wine, and she was light and fluttering, as if in the clouds.

Her fingers gripped the collar of his shirt tightly, and the last button he buttoned to the neck suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground with a sound.

The skirt was slightly open, his collarbone was half exposed, a strand of black hair fell in front of her, and a satin-like cool touch brushed her cheeks.

Until her figure was gradually wrapped in light golden streamer in his arms, the smoke hazyly blurred her red cheeks and clear eyes.

That night, after all, he sat withered until dawn.

When Xie Tao woke up, she was already in her small rental house.

The "Happy New Year" she sent to Zhou Xinyue the day before also received her reply in the early morning of that day.

When the video call was connected, Xie Tao saw Zhou Xinyue's face on the phone screen.

Compared to the paleness of paper months ago, she looked a little more rosy at the moment, and her eyes were no longer dull and dull.

"Taotao, Happy New Year!" Zhou Xinyue smiled at Xie Tao on the screen.

Xie Tao smiled at her, her eyes curled up, "Happy New Year, Xin Yue."

The two spoke for a while, and Xie Tao clearly felt that Zhou Xinyue seemed to be much better. Although compared to her before, she seems to be too quiet now, but at least, she will not resist others. Care about it.

As for Xie Tao, she also said more than she said to others.

The **** wounds in her heart had begun to scab, which was a good start for Zhou Xinyue.

"Taodao, thank you for returning to Nanshi for me,"

Finally, Zhou Xinyue looked at Xie Tao on the screen of the phone, her eyes seemed to be flushed, she said seriously, "You wait for me, and I will be back soon."

This is not the first time she has said such things.

And every time Xie Tao listened to it, she would smile softly with her lips raised.

Nanshi used to be Xie Tao's nightmare, and later it became Zhou Xinyue's nightmare.

Xie Tao chose to return to Nanshi for her, choosing to face all the bad memories that once took root in her heart...

This is not an easy task, but Xie Tao did it.

And Zhou Xinyue thought, she should do the same.

Because her friend is there, because Xie Tao is still alone.

Xie Tao gave her all Zhou Xinyue's courage to face life again and face the past.

She will never forget that in the hospital that day, Xie Tao, who was covered in wounds, held her face, choked up and repeated the sentence, "You obviously...better watch it."

Zhou Xinyue used to hate herself so much.

But she believed in Xie Tao.

In this life, she is forever grateful to this girl who has put so much effort into keeping her alive.

After hanging up the video call, Xie Tao got up to wash, and then cooked the porridge by herself, which counted as a simple breakfast.

Then she wrote her winter vacation homework at the table for a while, and when she was doing the Chinese homework, she was naturally overwhelmed by the small composition at the end of the workbook.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, she walked out of the community. When she was just standing on the side of the road, everything around her began to blur and fade into the dim background.

When Xie Tao entered the tavern, Xie Lan came out carrying a comatose middle-aged man.

"this is……"

Xie Tao looked dazed.

Xie Lan replied, "A murderer and those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are all hiding outside in Tibet, but they are hiding here."

"I have to throw him into the police station."

Xie Tao nodded blankly, "...oh."

"You go in, it's very cold outside." Xie Lan said to her, then carried the middle-aged man down the steps, turned into a light, and instantly disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Xie Tao looked a little enviously at the place where Xie Lan disappeared.

When will she be like him?

When he walked into the tavern, Lao Xi was sitting at the Eight Immortals' table and drinking. Seeing her walk in, he smiled and called her, "Tao Tao is here, come and sit."

Xie Tao walked over and sat down opposite him.

"Uncle Xi, why are you drinking again?" Xie Tao said when he saw him put the glass to his mouth and drank another one.

Old Xi put down his wine glass and laughed again, "This wine, I can't live without it for a day."

As he said, he stared at Xie Tao for a while, then said, "It seems that you had a very happy New Year's Eve yesterday."

Xie Tao pursed her lips and smiled, as if she was a little embarrassed, she nodded and responded softly, "Well, happy."

"It seems that your boyfriend is very good to you." Old Xi said suddenly, holding the wine glass in his hand.

There was a teasing smile in his eyes.

Xie Tao really blushed.

It took a long time for her to answer seriously, "Um... he's very good."

Old Xi smiled more and more kindly, and then he reached out and digs in his pocket. After a while, he took out a red envelope with a bronzing "Happy New Year" and handed it to Xie Tao, "Happy New Year, Tao Peach."

"This is a red envelope given by the elders. It's a big Chinese New Year. You can't stop it." He added.

Xie Tao was stunned for a moment before reaching out to pick it up.

"Thank you Uncle Xi..." She held the red envelope and thanked her earnestly.

Xie Tao made a sumptuous dinner for Lao Xi and Xie Lan as usual. The three of them joked and laughed while eating. Xie Tao even took out the video of Xie Lan who was drunk and crying on the stool that day, laughing out of breath. Get angry.

Xie Lan tugged her ponytail with anger, then grabbed Xie Tao's cell phone and deleted the video that affected his handsome guy.

At the end of the meal, Xie Tao washed the bowls before being sent home by Xie Lan.

When watching TV at night, Xie Tao accidentally saw a replay of an e-sports game on TV. She was wearing a black mask and her hair tied with black rubber bands after she had taken off her braids. They were all the same as Sheng Yueqi who Xie Tao had seen that day. same.

She originally didn't like watching such games, but because she found Sheng Yueqi, she even took a look.

While watching, she also sent a message to Wei Yun:

"Wei Yun, Wei Yun, I saw Sheng Yueqi on TV!"

The reply over there was a bit slow. It took about ten minutes before she received a message from him:

"Ok."

Only one word revealed his disinterest.

Xie Tao simply sent him a video call.

When she saw Wei Yun on the screen of her mobile phone, she saw the brocade bag he was holding at a glance. She frowned and quickly asked, "Wei Yun, what do you want to do?"

Wei Yun paused, pretending to be calm, put the brocade bag with gold powder in his hand into the box, "Don't do anything."

"you're lying!"

Xie Tao glared at him with those apricot eyes, "I won't be here today, you don't want to light incense."

"You save a little bit..."

She always took the trouble to ask him such words.

"Good." Wei Yun had no choice but to respond.

"But, but I'm coming over tomorrow..." Her voice became a little quieter.

Wei Yun's eyes were stained with a faint smile, and he nodded, "Yeah."

Between the two people, at this moment, suddenly fell into silence.

As if thinking of some scenes from last night, the cheeks of the girl in the light curtain were slightly red, and the ears of the young man outside the light curtain were also a little hot.

After a long while, he coughed lightly and said, "Go to bed earlier."

Xie Tao nodded silently.

When the astrolabe on the copper pendant disappeared and the light curtain dissipated, Wei Yun sat at the table, took the teapot from the stove, and poured a cup of hot tea.

He took a sip, then took the crisp candy from the box and ate a piece.

Eyebrows are always soft.

It wasn't until Wei Jing's slightly anxious voice came from outside the door, "My lord."

"Come in." Wei Yun took the Jinpa next to him and wiped his hands, whispering.

Wei Jing answered, opened the door and walked in, saluted Wei Yun, and then said in a casual way, "Wu Fuqing is dead."

When Wei Yun heard the news for the first time, he raised his eyes to Wei Jing, "Wu Fuqing?"

"Yes, there is a lantern festival tonight, and there has never been a curfew in the city. According to the news from the night patrol, Wu Fuqing ran out of his house and died in the busiest crowd."

Wei Yun pondered for a moment, then asked, "Can you find out the cause of death?"

"Wozuo has not yet undergone an autopsy, but it is said that he bleeds from Qiqiao when he died. He should have been poisoned and died." Wei Jingchui replied.

Poisoned and died?

Wei Yun frowned slightly, his face sinking like water for a moment.

This fact came suddenly, like a thick mist, very strange.

Just as Wei Yun lowered his eyebrows and meditated, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then Wei Bo appeared at the door. He brought the woolen hat Xie Tao gave him yesterday and bowed his head in salute, "My lord, Someone came to the palace, saying that your majesty would like you to go to the palace."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yun's expression became even more somber.

Waiting for Wei Yun to put on the crepe gown, he hurriedly drove into the palace in the carriage. When he saw Emperor Qihe in the Qianlong Palace, the face was sallow, and the emperor was wearing a bright yellow shirt. Robe, sitting on the padded dragon chair, had been coughing for a while.

Wei Yun stood in the center of the main hall with his eyes down, waiting for Emperor Qi He to speak.

The cup of hot tea offered by Father Deyu relieved Qihedi’s frequent coughing, so he cleared his throat and spoke slowly, “Did Aiqing hear about Wu Shilang’s death?”

"The minister already knows." Wei Yun replied calmly.

"Then Aiqing thought, who should have done this?" Emperor Qihe held the tea bowl and half-folded his eyes to glance at the young national teacher standing in the middle of the main hall.

He was actually half a legend of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But even his own emperor had never seen this national teacher clearly.

Qi and Di inexplicably twitched their chapped lips, and coughed violently again.

"The minister doesn't know." Wei Yun only replied.

"I don't know?"

When Emperor Qihe heard his words, he snorted inexplicably, and started coughing for a while, shaking his chest with some messy sounds, like a dying animal, making the last unwilling sound.

"Does the national teacher really do not know or is it fake?" Emperor Qihe waved Deyu's hand to add tea to him, speaking with a bit of anger from the emperor.

Father Deyu, who was frightened next to him, instantly lowered his head and lowered his waist.

Wei Yun never showed any fear because of the sudden "Longwei". Instead, he lightly raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Qihe who was sitting on the dragon chair, describing the withered, his voice remained calm and calm. , "It seems that your majesty is a skeptical minister?"

Emperor Qihe didn't expect that Wei Yun dared to speak so bluntly, but his expression was somewhat relaxed because of this.

"Where does Ai Qing start?"

He then sighed, "I am calling you urgently tonight, just to let you investigate this matter thoroughly. I wonder what Ai Qing thinks?"

Wei Yun lowered his eyes, his expression was unclear, and immediately nodded.

"The minister follows the decree."

"Since Aiqing has responded, then I will let Dali Siqing assist you again." Emperor Qihe looked like he was terrified. He rubbed his temples and spoke slowly.

When Wei Yun left Qianlong Palace, snow had already fallen outside.

The **** beside him was holding a palace lantern in his hand, leading the way for him.

Until Wei Yun got on the carriage, he was still thinking about whose hands Wu Fuqing died.

I'm afraid that few people in this court didn't know that this minister of ceremonies was deeply relied on by the emperor's grace, and was a close minister that Emperor Qihe loved to use.

If not, Emperor Qihe would not hand over the alchemy room in the Zodiac Pavilion to Wu Fuqing.

But such a close minister in front of the emperor died strangely on the street in full view.

Who did it on earth?

Is it the King of Letters?

Or is it the prince?

Or is it someone next to him?

On the morning of the second day, Emperor Qi He mentioned this matter, and ordered Wei Yun to investigate Wu Fuqing's death thoroughly, and asked Dali Temple Qing He Mingrui to assist him.

This incident caused a lot of waves in the DPRK for a while.

Many speculations and discussions.

Because he was busy with this matter, Wei Yun didn't have much time to stay in the palace for a while, and even stayed in the forbidden palace many times.

So Xie Tao's incident was also shelved.

All the Taoist priests in the Zhanxing Pavilion had been questioned carefully by Wei Jing, but there were no important discoveries.

Wu Fuqing's family and even his subordinates were basically killed that night.

The whole Wu Mansion did not leave a living.

All the people in the Wu Mansion died under the sword, but Wu Fuqing died on the street after leaving Wu Mansion with Qiqiao bleeding.

This has brought the case into a fog again.

It wasn't until Wei Jing found out some land deed silver slips in the house of a certain deceased confidant of Wu Fuqing, and there was a pamphlet that recorded everything Wu Fuqing ordered him to do.

Xu was afraid that Wu Fu was afraid that he knew too much, and finally killed him, so he kept a record, and even had some objects.

"Wu Fuqing has contact with the prince and the king of faith."

Standing in the study room of the National Teacher's House, Wei Jing said truthfully to Wei Yun.

Wei Yun listened, and tapped his knuckles on the book case, as if thinking about something, he sneered after a long while, "It seems that Wu Shilang is still a person who is very good at both ends."

Delusion to please both ends, but after all, he killed himself for life.

I just don’t know, is it the prince or the king?

This matter seemed to be going this way, but Wei Yun still felt that something was wrong.

Neither the prince nor the believer could have killed Wu Fuqing so easily.

After all, Wu Fuqing was the person whom Qihe Emperor valued after all.

Killing his close ministers under the eyes of Emperor Qihe, this is a stupid thing no matter how you look at it.

Even if the prince is impulsive and irritable, his wife Xu Di'an is determined not to let him be so confused.

Not to mention the king of faith.

This believer is much smarter than the prince. He should be aware of the prejudice of Emperor Kaihe towards the prince. If he makes a mistake in Yingdu, he will make Kaihe take his words and let him again. He returned to the remote fief.

But if it wasn't them who killed Wu Fuqing, who would it be?

Wei Yun closed his eyes for a long while, and suddenly had a faint guess in his heart.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wei Jing, "Go, and search the Wu Mansion again."

Wei Jing said hurriedly, "Yes."

After Wei Jing left, Wei Yun sat in front of the book case, with one hand on the case, rubbing his brows.

The busyness of the past few days has made him quite tired.

Outside the window, the sky suddenly shattered, the dawn had already broken through the layers of darkness, and the sky gradually lit up.

Another night passed.

Wei Yun raised his eyes and glanced out of the window lattice, when it was raining patteringly.

There is no need to go to court today, nor does he need to enter the palace for the time being.

When Wei Yun lowered his eyebrows while rubbing the copper pendant in his hand, the cold eyes suddenly stained with a few gentle rays of light.

At that time, the candlelight on the side of the case had burned out, the flames died out, and the thin smoke dispersed, disappearing without a trace.

He took out the brocade bag stored in the box.

There is no longer a bag full of gold powder in it, and most of it has been used.

He poured some in the censer, then took the fire fold to light it.

As the thick fog gradually rises, the outline of the sleeping girl becomes clearer, and the quilt on her body is about to slide down.

Wei Yun immediately held her waist, picked her up, and wrapped the quilt tightly for her.

His movements are always cautious.

He carried her into the inner room and put it on the soft bed. He sat on the stool next to the soft bed and tucked the quilt for her again.

Just staring at her sleeping face so quietly at this moment actually relieved all his tight emotions these days.

Her breathing is very shallow, and she occasionally opens her lips slightly unconsciously.

Wei Yun looked at her for a long time, his eyebrows stretched out, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently stroked her cheek.

But he forgot the coldness of his fingers at the moment.

Almost the moment he touched Xie Tao's cheek, through the temperature of her cheek, he realized how cold his fingers were.

The moment he retracted his hand, he saw the girl's eyelids move, yawned in a daze, and then opened his eyes.

Xu is yawning, so her eyes are a little moist right now, and her eyes are misty.

"Wei Yun?" Xie Tao seemed a little unresponsive the moment he saw him.

She rubbed her eyes and saw the familiar furnishings around her again to figure out the current situation.

She hasn't come here for many days, because he is very busy, so she chats with him very few times, and when she sees him now, she rushes into his arms.

"I miss you..." Smelling the cold scent on his body, she hugged his waist and rubbed his cheek against the skirt of his clothes.

Her voice became softer unconsciously.

Wei Yun stiffened his back, but did not push her away. Instead, he wrapped the quilt for her, and then whispered, "Don't catch a cold."

"Next time you don't want to light incense when I go to bed, otherwise it would be a waste of my time to sleep!"

She lay down in his arms and said muffledly, "I think every minute of here is awake..."

Gold powder is getting less and less.

This means that she can see him in such a real way, and even the chance of touching him is getting less and less.

So Xie Tao cherishes every moment here.

Hearing the words, Wei Yun was silent for a while before reaching out and stroking her hair, and whispered, "I took it down."

Such a gentle compromise.

I am afraid that there is no other person in this world that can make Wei Yun like this.

When Xie Tao heard his voice and looked up at him, she noticed the faint cyan under his eyes.

"Have you not rested yet?"

Xie Tao hurriedly withdrew from his arms as he said, then opened his quilt, looked at him and said, "Come and sleep for a while!"

"...No need." Wei Yun's eyelashes trembled.

But the next second, he was held by Xie Tao's wrist. He didn't have time to react in the future, and he didn't have any precautions, so she was pulled hard by her and fell directly onto the soft couch.

For a while, it covered her body.

Only separated by a layer of quilt, the distance between the two people is very close.

Wei Yun hurriedly turned over and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Xie Tao's wrist.

She even pushed the soft pillow under his neck, and moved inward herself, always holding his wrist, and using the other hand to cover half of the quilt on her body.

"Xie Tao,"

Wei Yun tilted his head to want to say something to her, but the tip of his nose gently wiped her soft lips. At that moment, his ears became hot, and he forgot a lot of what he was about to say.

Xie Tao hadn't noticed anything at first, but when he really lay on his side, facing her, she was a little more shy for no reason.

In an instant, half of his face was buried in the quilt.

Both of them lay on a narrow soft couch in a daze, and for a while, no one said a word.

At that time, the sound of pattering rain came from outside the window lattice, like the lightest and clearest tone, dripping everywhere, making a different sound.

But it sounds beautiful for no reason.

She always grasped Wei Yun's wrist, as if she was afraid of him getting up and leaving, even when the sleepiness struck again, she still held his wrist and did not let go.

She clearly said that every moment she was here, she was not willing to miss it.

But at this moment, she still fell asleep unconsciously.

Wei Yun is indeed tired at the moment, but he has not the slightest drowsiness.

Because she is sleeping next to him.

Wei Yun tried to break her hand gently, but he was afraid of disturbing her sleep. He often tried to make a tentative effort. Seeing that she clenched his wrist subconsciously, he could only stop again. .

Gradually, he began to look at her sleeping face again.

There was no candlelight in the house, the raining sky was gloomy, and the light coming in was dim.

Her stature is small, shrunk in such a small ball under the quilt, like a small animal.

Xu was because half of her face was buried in the quilt, blocking her breathing, her cheeks were a little red, and the breath in her sleep was a little anxious, as if she was caught in a nightmare.

Wei Yun stretched out his hand and pressed the quilt under her chin.

At that moment, he saw her in his sleep and stretched his eyebrows, so he secretly raised his lips.

Xu was because she was asleep, so when he was lying next to her, he actually slowly relaxed.

There was the sound of rain, and the sound of her breathing faintly.

Only when she is by his side can he feel for a moment that being alive can also be an easy thing.

In such a quiet moment, he did not know when, he also closed his eyes, vaguely, and was about to fall asleep completely.

At that time, the charcoal fire in the inner chamber had been burned out.

Melting warmth is replaced by dampness and coldness.

Xie Tao fell into his sleep, shrunk into a ball, and unconsciously moved to the heat source beside him.

The moment Wei Yun was hugged tightly by Xie Tao, all his sleepiness disappeared in an instant. He suddenly opened his eyes and lowered his head to see that the girl had leaned against his chest.

There is no distance between them.

So a cold white face instantly burned with a faint thin red.

It seems a little at a loss.

I don't know how long it took before he sighed softly.

Xu is an instant greed in my heart,

In the end, his jaw touched the top of her hair and slowly closed his eyes.

The rain was isolated under the eaves outside the window lattice, and the pattering sound made the room quiet and silent.

The censer in the outer compartment was still littered with smoke.

In the dim light and shadow, through the slightly shaking tassel curtain,

The two on the soft couch hugged and slept, breathing shallowly.