I Hate Early Spring
厌厌不早春
by Porcelain Old Ink Dried (瓷旧墨干)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 60k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Updated
- 5mo ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Dear readers, you are all here! As we all know, the city of Yanjing has been bustling and lively since ancient times. A beautiful girl from a certain family is secretly interested in someone, a son from a certain family is a romantic bastard, or anecdotes about the big shots in the sky. As long as they are from heaven and earth, they will surely spread throughout Yanjing within three days. But there is one man who is different. As long as he is in the crowd, even if you, the King of Heaven, come, you have to pay your respects and ask, "How is Mr. Jiang?" "Little Master Jiang, are you here to listen to the opera again today?" Little Mr. Jiang was leaning on the couch of the theater to bask in the sun. When he heard it, he lifted up his handkerchief, revealing a face covered with spring snow. He waved and said with a smile, "No, our Nianxiyuan has put on a new play to cheer for Leader Jiang!" Ho! This man is really strange. He is clearly a spiritual cultivator. He doesn't seek immortality. He prefers human dramas and operas. He doesn't like to dance with swords and guns. He spends all day hanging around in the tiled houses of this music building. But it was indeed God's trick. Although Jiang Ciyan had a good life, he ended up with a troubled and sick body. Being able to grow up surrounded by honey jars and medicine jars at the same time is all thanks to his good life experience. Speaking of which, he has a senior brother who he has grown up with since childhood, who has eaten and lived with him. Yes, he is the one you are thinking of. This person is the most beautiful person in the world on earth, with a majestic appearance, and a bright and beautiful person... "Ouch!" The storyteller held his head, looked up and looked behind him, and said aggrievedly: "Little Master Jiang, why did you hit me?" Jiang Ciyan was leaning on the window sill of the theater building, holding a slender fan, and said with a smile: "I will do the choreography, and my senior brother will also do the choreography." Before he could finish speaking, the storyteller saw a gap, pushed through the crowd, and fled as fast as he could. Jiang Ciyan was greatly disappointed. He was about to put down the curtain and concentrate on listening to the play. Suddenly he turned back and walked towards the door. He pulled the person in at a speed that the other party did not expect, put his arms around his neck and leaned forward to laugh. "Brother, I miss you." Jiang Xu patted him helplessly, "I know. Then senior brother, can you take Ayan home?" Jiang Ciyan heard this and pulled Jiang Xu out without saying a word. As he walked, he muttered about the interesting things he saw, and also teased the storyteller just now. "Actually, I also want to know what story he will arrange for us next. Unfortunately, he was scared away by his senior brother." Jiang Ciyan stopped regretfully and opened his hands towards Jiang Xu out of habit. Jiang Xu knelt down and carried him on his back, dumbfounded: "When did I scare him away?" "He left as soon as you came. He wasn't just scared away." Jiang Ciyan said matter-of-factly. When he saw the crowded crowd in front of him, his eyes widened and he pointed in the distance. "That's him!" Jiang Xu looked in the direction he was pointing, and sure enough, the storyteller had changed places and was slapping an old piece of wood and spitting it into beads, scolding Fang Qiu. The crowd cracked melon seeds and clapped their hands and cheered. "It is said that these two people have been inseparable all year round. Wherever there is little Master Jiang, Grandmaster Jiang must be somewhere within a hundred meters away from him... If we want to say what will happen next..." The storyteller was talking enthusiastically when suddenly he picked up a storybook and prepared to sell it. He turned his eyes and met Jiang Ciyan's eyes. He swallowed and slapped Xingmu angrily. "We are destined to meet in the book!" Then he fled. Others: 1. New Year, Bamboo Horse 2. Mainly emotional drama, HE. Emotions are twisting and turning, and the protagonists are each other's firmest choice. There are few logic lines. This is the first book for newcomers. I will continue to study hard! 3. The whole text has an imaginary background, the historical place names are purely fictional, and it is not a traditional way of cultivating immortality. Purpose: Born for love