Chapter 330 Loneliness

The moonlight was filtered by the light curtains and turned into a thin glow. The ticking of the clock was clearly heard in the dimness. Zhongli's expression was too strange. In the dim light, Shen Qianluo looked up at him, slightly distracted.

"……gentlemen?"

After hesitating for a full second, he whispered tentatively. The boy blinked and seemed to realize something. His soft body struggled slightly and turned over to sit on the man's slender and straight thighs. "Why are you here?"

The posture of clasping her arms forced the boy to look up. Zhongli lowered his eyes silently, and the fingers that were holding her waist slightly tightened. The friction sound of the delicate and affectionate fabric rustled in the quiet room.

As the boy abandoned his innocence, learned to look down, and became more and more like the eye-catching young man, this always aroused a deeper and more soul-stirring love in his lover.

He curled his lips and said, "Come and help the young master. Don't let yourself be wronged and never recover from this."

Shen Qianluo frowned and sat on him: "I'm not wronged! I just..."

"It was a momentary slip."

"That's right. Now that you have this awareness, don't make random comments about the deeds of the great gods."

The shaky little head shook off the curly hair, and Shen Qianluo acted like a young master. The breath close to his ear was too hot, and it made his eyelashes tremble slightly.

"Then, I will teach you how to cook, okay?"

Mr. Zhongli seems to be very good at coaxing children.

This was the conclusion Shen Qianluo came to after he stood stiffly, allowing Zhongli to strike a professional posture and hold her wrist while cooking delicious dishes. He wanted to turn his head uncomfortably, but was gently coaxed back by the voice in his ear while pressing on his shoulders.

Very close.

This was the first time that the young master had been in contact with another person for such a long time. The boy unconsciously held his breath, feeling an overly warm heat running down his spine, burning him so much that he subconsciously pursed his lips. All the impatience and boredom that had just been rising in his hair all melted away like smoke along with the man's gentleness.

They walked one after the other, their palms touching each other's backs, their hair blending on their shoulders. The moonlight was bright outside the window, the lights were on inside, and the rising hot air mixed with the smoke from the cooking obscured the enthusiasm, warmth and tenderness.

It's like the loneliness that swallows the soul, stumbling along the way, knocking over the moonlight, and sprinkling the entangled and tender light all over the ground.

……

The meal was ready. Shen Qianluo sat at the dining table obediently, his head slightly lowered, feeling awkward. His face, which had turned red for no reason, was shrouded in the shadow of his clear silver hair. He froze for a full moment, and finally realized belatedly -

Where did Longlong go?

"Longlong, have you been waiting for a long time?" The boy's expression suddenly changed. He stood up in an instant, and his white clothes swung in an arc with his decisive movement. "Sir, please take a seat. I will go find Longlong."

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of silver light, and the boy's figure instantly became illusory, as if the light and shadow disappeared and shattered in the field of vision.

It was as if he was running away, and I didn't know who he was hiding from.

Standing at the dim table opposite where the long light and shadow could not be depicted, Zhongli did not have time to respond. He stared in the direction where the young master disappeared, finally turned his head and laughed very softly.

"It's still too young... can't be rushed."

"Longlong—Where is Longlong?"

So when Shen Qianluo ran all over the mansion in a hurry, he only caught a curled-up Longlong in the corner of his room. The waves of heartache in his eyes were suddenly shattered among the running light spots.

“Here!…” He quickly picked up the dragon from the ground and half-knelt on the ground. Even though his breath was as steady as before while running, the way he hugged the dragon tightly in his arms still revealed his fear and love in his heart. “Stupid Longlong, you came here to look for me, no wonder you are nowhere to be found.”

The god held the long strip of soft compress carefully and gently, exhaled slightly, and looked into Longlong's eyes when he raised his head, "Longlong, are you hungry? I was wrong today, I hope Longlong will forgive my indifference and have dinner with me~"

He felt Longlong rubbing his fingertips considerately, and his mood improved as he walked along the endlessly long and empty corridor. "Today's dinner is a sumptuous feast that the young master prepared independently - well, in collaboration with others."

"But Longlong doesn't have to worry about others. Young Master can naturally master the cooking skills. The God of Cooperation is just mine..."

The steps forward and the introduction in his mouth paused slightly. Shen Qianluo was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to choose his words and thought hesitantly.

Longlong seemed quite interested in this. He stood up, raised his dragon horns, and looked at the boy expectantly with his cute golden eyes.

Shen Qianluo pinched his chin and thought deeply, probably thinking deeply about his relationship with Zhongli: "He and I..."

Longlong's cute cheeks seemed to be glowing with anticipation.

"It should be different from that of friends..." Shen Qianluo pondered, pinching his chin, and frowned his beautiful eyebrows.

Longlong tilted his head, and his tail swayed unconsciously and wrapped around the boy's waist, looking like a happy winner.

"Longlong, if I also want to marry him, will you be sad?"

Dragon...

Longlong stood there in a daze.

It even presents a series of non-static images such as frozen movements, stagnant breathing, and trembling pupils.

Shen Qianluo seemed to have found his life goal. The atmosphere around him became much lighter. He happily picked up Longlong and smiled, "It's true! Now that I've made up my mind, I feel much more at ease."

When Longlong was dizzy and shocked, he hugged Longlong into his arms again and said happily: "Mr. Zhongli and Longlong are both dragons, I believe Longlong will not mind, right~"

"!" Before Longlong could wave his paw to express his dissatisfaction, the boy grasped it in his palm and gave him a soft and gentle w.

“……?” Feeling the lingering warmth of Shen Qianluo on the soft flesh pads, Longlong could not help but stop moving, raised his tail, and met Shen Qianluo's eyes again.

Behind the boy with silver hair and golden eyes was an endless mansion. It was magnificent, gorgeous and elegant. The bright lights cast a shadow on their intertwined and moving figures, bringing a huge bustle to the cold and lonely palace.

But this is just an appearance.

He knew most clearly how vast, huge, solemn, and beautiful Shen Qianluo's residence was, and therefore he also knew most clearly...

How lonely, cold, empty and desolate the atmosphere is.

And now, in this terrible loneliness, as the boy grows older, there are more intrigues, scheming, hypocrisy and hypocrisy.

He had always been clear about this, and therefore chose to put the young Longlong into his arms, accompanying him through the countless lonely days and nights in the future.

So this boy, this boy who belongs only to him...

"This way, when the young master is not at home, someone will be able to accompany Longlong instead of me, so you won't feel lonely."

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