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Fifteenth Palm Lines
In the academy classes, Guo Jia excelled in the study of the Book of Changes. He would laugh and jokingly predict misfortunes in the future for several classmates based on their palm lines, and soon after, these predictions would come true one by one.
Afterwards, Guo Jia refused to continue reading palm lines for others, leaning against Jia Xu's knees, grabbing his hand and staring intently at the deep and chaotic palm lines.
Guo Jia's fingertips slowly traced the long and slender lifeline, saying, "Wenhe, the lines on the hand are a kind of feedback from destiny. Wenhe's palm lines are deep and chaotic, indicating a tumultuous life."
Jia Xu glanced at Guo Jia and sarcastically remarked, comparing their palms, "With such a shallow lifeline, be careful of an early death."
Guo Jia didn't get angry, and smilingly said, "Yes, yes, I won't live long enough to see Wenhe live to a hundred, become a marquis, and have a hall full of descendants..."
Jia Xu's heart skipped a beat, and he tightened his lips, his face tense.
Guo Jia is still tracing the lines on Jia Xu's palm and saying, "But you see, having many lifelines means that the changes in one's life will be equally numerous. Wenhe, you are destined for great success! Let me take a look at Wenhe's love life..."
Jia Xu suddenly pulls back his hand and sternly says, "Stop talking nonsense."
Guo Jia sat up, propped himself up on Jia Xu's side, and asked with a smile, "What are you not allowed to say?"
Jia Xu covered Guo Jia's mouth and turned his head, saying, "You're not allowed to say that you won't live long."
Guo Jia was stunned for a moment, with a momentary blank look in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything if you don't want me to."
Chapter 16 Mandarin Duck Play
Guo Jia enjoys listening to music in the pavilion, especially leaning against the corridor with his eyes closed, listening to the clear singing of the female singers. After listening for a long time, he also learned a little.
The cloak that was not properly worn was gathered at the elbows, and with distinct knuckles, the hand rested on Jia Xu's shoulder. Leaning close to Jia Xu's ear, Guo Jia softly sang, "Oh, young lover, do not worry. This life is only for you, to pull the red sleeves. After three rounds of wine, the moon rises on the branches, my heart is lingering~"
Annoyed, Jia Xu angrily threw a bamboo slip at Guo Jia. Holding up the hem of his clothes, Guo Jia stood in the courtyard and called out with a smile, "Why be so angry, Wenhe?" In response, a bamboo slip flew over.
In addition to Mandarin Duck Play, Guo Jia also likes Butterfly Lament, both are songs about love and romance. Jia Xu can't understand why Guo Jia would like these.
But in terms of the lyrics, this song has a second half, but Guo Jia only sings the first part in Jia Xu's ear every time.
At a banquet long, long after, Jia Xu heard the second half: "Oh, young lady, don't worry. When spring comes, the snow will cover the building again. We will not disappoint the heavens or the earth. We will grow old together."
After that, Jia Xu understood why Guo Jia didn't sing the next part, "We will grow old together." What a "we will grow old together."
Chapter Seventeen: Past Events Circulate
Jia Xu fell ill once while at The Imperial College of Bing Yong, with a fever that turned his cheeks red. He was clutching bamboo slips and standing against the wall, looking as if he might collapse. This caused Guo Jia to jump down from the wall in surprise.
Guo Jia patted Jia Xu's forehead and asked why he didn't see a doctor. Jia Xu opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and when Guo Jia stuffed him into bed, he still seemed dizzy and unresponsive.
Guo Jia asked the palace physician to prescribe medicine, and crouched at the door fanning a small stove until the medicine turned black. After administering the medicine, Guo Jia kindly wiped the sweat from Jia Xu's forehead with a damp cloth. Guo Jia stared blankly at Jia Xu's pale lips for a while before finally realizing that Jia Xu was softly saying it hurt.
Guo Jia gently stroked Jia Xu's hair and whispered, "It doesn't hurt anymore, once you fall asleep, it won't hurt anymore. Good Wenhe, be a good boy and go to sleep."
Later, the night when Jia Xu broke his leg and had a high fever, Guo Jia squatted by the bed, gently stroking Jia Xu's hair as before, saying, "Once you fall asleep, it won't hurt anymore. Good Wenhe, be a good boy and go to sleep."
Jia Xu wanted to hold Guo Jia's hand and ask why, but couldn't move a finger, and could only fall into a deep sleep. Upon waking up, he heard the news of Guo Jia's disappearance.
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