The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

"Xie Tao."

She heard him call her name softly and said, "Or, is it so easy to take back your favorite?"

As if in a boundless dream, Xie Tao finally found her voice after a long while:

"What do you mean?"

The knuckles of her mobile phone tightened, and her voice was a little dry for no reason.

"I'm different from you,"

"What I said that day is still counting today."

Perhaps at this moment, although she was a little bit heart-stirring for him, she still hadn't reached the point of how profound it was.

After all, they said that they were two people who had never met.

But this dim sentiment can't be faked.

Perhaps it was precisely because they had never met, there was more room between them, so that his compassion began at that time, and since then it has repeatedly spread to the depths.

If she was the one who really stood in front of him at first, maybe he wouldn't have any thoughts about her.

After all, all the pain and suffering that this world has raised on him has long been deeply rooted, making it difficult for him to lay down his defenses against anyone.

He never liked it, anyone suddenly approached.

If Xie Tao did not come from another world, if she and him had never been separated by this bronze pendant, separated by this floating astrolabe, perhaps he would not have moved that compassionate heart.

Perhaps it was the silence of every night, or he knew very well that they were separated by two completely different worlds, so in her inexplicable trust in him, he didn't know when, and he gradually lost a bit of defense. .

Even sometimes when he was overly tired, he would relax inexplicably when he read her letter.

Wei Yun has lived for twenty-two years, and has never been tempted by anyone.

Perhaps it was because of the defense he was difficult to put down, or perhaps it was because of his father's influence.

He once thought that children's personal affection was the most useless thing in this world.

But who could have thought that at this moment, he was irritated by this girl's sudden retreat.

At this moment, everything has reached the point where it is inevitable.

And Wei Yun has never been the kind of person who dare not face it.

This is also the only time he has indulged his heart in so many years.

Even though he didn't know whether there was a future between the two of them separated by time and space, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to be willful once.

That's it for once.

In this half of his life, he has never walked alone, but at this moment, he has expectations of this girl.

He hopes that this choice is right.

At that time, Xie Tao, when she heard what he said, her apricot eyes that were already red from crying widened, and she was dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Xie Tao?"

After hearing her response for a long time, Wei Yun frowned and called her again.

Unexpectedly, after this soft call, he heard her cry again.

Different from the forbearance of depression before, she cried directly at this moment.

Wei Yun was startled when he heard her cry, then he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "Why are you crying again?"

Xie Tao cried so much that she hiccups, and after a long while, she sobbed and said:

"I, I think... I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, right?"

Before Wei Yun had time to speak, he heard her scream like a pain, and then he heard her choked and said, "It's not a dream..."

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"I pinched my thigh..." Xie Tao wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffed.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yun couldn't help bending his lips.

Xie Tao seemed to hear his extremely soft laughter, and there was a moment of redness on her face. She was a little embarrassed and shouted, "What are you laughing at!"

"stupid."

He sighed softly.

Xie Taoyuan thought that from this night on, the boyfriend she had just had on her eighteenth birthday would be lost forever.

But she didn't.

That night, Xie Tao didn't know what she was asleep, anyway, lying on the bed, she was talking to Wei Yun on the other side of the mobile phone, and she was talking, and gradually there was no sound.

Most of the candlelight was already burning, and Wei Yun's eyebrows were already a bit tired. In the floating astrolabe, there was no more voice from a girl, but he heard her shallow breathing.

Occasionally, there are still a few dreams.

He even heard her call his name unconsciously.

For some reason, the Ye Weiyun never fell asleep. He sat in front of the book case and listened to the girl's breathing. He didn't pick up the bronze pendant on the book case until the light broke.

So in an instant, the astrolabe floating in the air disappeared, and her breathing also disappeared in his ears.

He held the copper pendant in his hand and stared at it for a long time until Wei Jing outside the door suddenly knocked on the door.

"My lord, it's time for you to go to court."

Wei Yun responded indifferently, "I see."

Putting on that crepe gown, Wei Yun took the belt on the screen and fastened it, his eyebrows stretched, his expression revealing a rare gentleness.

"My lord hasn't slept all night?" Wei Jing saw the faint cyan color under his eyes.

"Ok."

Wei Yun casually adjusted his sleeves, and then said to him, "Let's go."

Wei Jing had to bow his head, followed Wei Yun, and walked out of the house.

Because Zhao Zhengrong, the king of faith, visited Zhanxing Pavilion and met Wei Yun, Wei Yun was sent to the Forbidden Palace that night and met with Emperor Qihe.

Even though Wei Yun seemed calm enough at the time, he never concealed the content of the conversation, but how could Emperor Qihe know that?

The forbidden palace is the forbidden palace of Emperor Qihe, and there is nothing to hide from the current sage.

But even so, Wei Yun knew very well that Emperor Qihe did not necessarily believe him.

As the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the reason why he suddenly began to yearn for the Immortal Way of Longevity in recent years was because he wanted to sit on his dragon chair longer.

And a person who cares so much about power, on the side of the couch, how can he allow others to snore?

Even his biological son Zhao Zhengrong, even the crown prince Zhao Zhengxi established by his golden words... While he was still alive, he would never allow them to covet him too much, let alone the courtiers standing in groups and meeting in private.

Therefore, at the time of the Shang Dynasty today, Wei Yun was unavoidably tempted by Emperor Qihe many times.

But for Wei Yun, it doesn't hurt or itchy after all.

It was only during the next dynasty that he met Song Jinian, the prime minister of the dynasty, in the alleys he must pass when he went to the palace gate.

At that time, Song Jinian was talking with another minister.

But seeing Wei Yun coming, the minister bowed slightly to salute Song Jinian, bowed his hand to Wei Yun, and then left in a hurry.

When Song Jinian saw Wei Yun, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

"Song Master." Wei Yun suddenly said.

Then he walked to Song Jinian's side, and when he tilted his head to look at the old Prime Minister, he twitched his lips, "Why Master Song should rush away?"

"There is nothing to say about people like you!" Song Jinian snorted coldly, and when he spoke, his long beard trembled.

"But I have a word, I must ask Master Song." Wei Yun's voice was flat.

"The gift that Wei gave to the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday, I wonder if Master Song you received it?"

When Song Jinian heard this, his expression immediately changed. He glared at Wei Yun, "What do you want to say?"

The so-called big gift was actually an arm of his spy.

"I just want to persuade Master Song,"

Wei Yun's expression gradually cooled down, with a somewhat unbearable fierceness, "If you dare to reach out into the National Teacher's Mansion in the future, it won't be that simple."

How is this advice? It is clearly a threat and a warning.

Song Jinian's face was light and pale, and he pointed at Wei Yun, "You" for a long time, without saying anything else.

"I believe those so-called ciphertexts have taught Master Song you a lesson." Wei Yun bends the corners of his lips slightly, his voice is cold, slightly mocking.

The ciphertexts that the spy stolen from the National Teacher's Office were nothing more than trivial things.

"Wei Yun!" Song Jinian was completely enraged.

After Wei Yun said, he glanced at him lightly, and then walked forward, no matter what the face of the Prime Minister behind him was.

When he returned to the National Teacher's House, Weibo had already prepared breakfast.

When Wei Yun was sitting at the table and having dinner, the copper wear that he placed in the placket of his clothes gave off a hot temperature in a timely manner.

He held the spoon's hand for a while, then raised his eyes to Weber, "Go down."

"Yes." Weibo immediately bowed and retreated to the door before turning to leave.

There was only Wei Yun left in the hall.

When he took out the copper pendant from his clothes, a light golden stream of light gushed out, and a letter lightly fell on his dinner table.

He put down the spoon in his hand, picked up the letter, and opened it.

"Wei Yun Wei Yun?"

She seemed to like to call his name over and over again.

There was a slightly invisible smile between Wei Yun's eyebrows. He just got up and just walked two steps, but he seemed to have thought of something suddenly. When he turned around, his eyes stopped on the plate of cakes on the dinner table. .

In the end, he turned around and took the plate of pastries, holding the sprinkled gold letter paper in his other hand, and walked out of the hall to the study in the backyard.

"Woke up?"

Before writing the pen, he pressed the letter paper under the copper pendant.

And Xie Tao’s reply has always come quickly:

"Ok……"

"Well, I want to ask you, did you drink a fake bar last night?"

She sent two pieces of news in succession, and it was two letters that landed on Wei Yun's side.

When Wei Yun saw the line of ink on the second gilded letter paper, there was a momentary smile on the bottom of his eyes, and then he was helpless again.

So he once again picked up the pen:

"I'm not you, I won't turn back like you."

He deliberately repeated it, with two points of ridicule, "Or, you used to retreat last night?"

"I didn't!"

Xie Tao poked at the screen of the phone to plead for another sentence, but she deleted a lot of words after typing. In the end, she could only reply in a loud voice:

"I can't tell you anyway, I won't talk to you anymore!"

At that time, when Wei Yun saw this sentence on the letter paper, he could probably imagine what she looked like at the moment, so he laughed softly.

Then, he took out a wooden box from under the bookcase, put the plate of pastries in the box, and then placed the copper pendant on the box.

With the golden light flickering, the box disappeared without a trace, and the copper pendant lost its support and fell on the book case, making a sound.

After more than half a month, Xie Tao received another reminder from the express cabinet.

When she went downstairs to open the express cabinet, what was inside was still a wooden box.

And when she opened the wooden box, it was a plate of pastries, and when she reached out and picked up a piece, it was still warm.

There is still no express packaging, still just such a box.

Xie Tao knew that this must not have been put in by the courier, it seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

Holding the box, Xie Tao stood downstairs for a long time.

From this day on, Xie Tao and Wei Yun seemed to have returned to the previous mode of getting along, but there seemed to be something different.

She is still accustomed to talking with him by voice every day, and still accustomed to telling him many things about herself. Sometimes, she even tells him jokes, and even gets angry because he cannot get her smile.

And he was obviously more patient than before, and finally talked a little more, as if he was still showing a little gentleness.

He seems to have become different.

But behind this seemingly peaceful life, Xie Tao felt more and more puzzled.

He still sends her a lot of delicious things, many of which are things she has never seen before. Sometimes, he also wants to send her some belongings, just like the box of gold ingots last time.

But Xie Tao refused.

But every time she looked at what he sent to herself, the doubt in her heart became deeper and deeper.

She has been unable to convince herself, telling herself that there is nothing secretive about these things.

Xie Tao found that she had no way to ignore this problem anymore.

So on a Saturday afternoon, Xie Tao sat at her desk and stared at the chat interface of her mobile phone WeChat for a long time.

She wanted to prove something.

As if hesitated for a long time, she took a deep breath and stretched out her finger. When she was about to touch the "video call" option on the screen, her finger curled up.

After hesitating back and forth several times, she still failed to press the "video call" option.

She lowered her head, slumped on the desk, rubbing her hair dejectedly.

This can't work.

she thinks.

It seemed that she had been doing psychological construction in silence for a long time. She once again plucked up the courage and stretched out her finger.

Just like that, she clicked twice, her gaze never looked away from the screen, and she couldn't help holding her breath.

But tens of seconds.

The video is connected suddenly.

At that moment,

He appeared on the screen of his mobile phone, with a golden robe, a golden crown and jade belt, and long black hair, and such a chiseled face is even more stunning and moving than the portrait she set as the mobile phone wallpaper.

Just like the most meaningful white space in the ink and wash landscape, it is a bright and scorching posture that is hard to find in the world.

Without any defense, Xie Tao met his shocked eyes. At that moment, she couldn't describe the sudden tremor in her heart.

At that time, there was silence around her, her eyes widened, and the hand holding the phone suddenly trembled, and she forgot even the short breath.

She could only hear the heart in her chest, throbbing and tumbling.

There was a burst of sound.

It's like a drum standing in my heart, being beaten constantly by something.

And she looked at him stupidly, in a daze, and hadn't recovered for a long time.

Until she saw the astonishment in his eyes retreat, as if she had already realized it, she suddenly curled her lips and smiled.

As if it was in her ears, she heard his clear voice and called her softly:

"Tao Tao?"