Xi Yan changed into light clothes and climbed over the wall with the help of Han Lang. Outside the walls at night is more obscure than during the day. He led her into the woods, where the birds murmured and the grass on the ground was already steaming. Looking around, the shadows of the trees, and all kinds of subtle sounds came into my ears.

Han Lang led the way in front of him, and when he came to a forest, he whistled, and a horse came out of the forest silently.

"Horses are elusive. Xiyan whispered.

"It's specially trained, it's very good, it's half a lifesaver. Han Lang patted the horse's neck. They are the best companions, and they are dependent on each other from birth to death.

"Where are we going now?" Xiyan touched Ma's toned body, and there was a smooth texture on his hands, "I must go back before dawn." ”

"There is a waterfall on the hill not far from here, and at night, the waterfall pours down, like a confluence of stars scattered from the sky, shall we go there?" He had come several times before, and when he saw that there were people in her house or that the lights had been extinguished early, and he did not want to go back, he wandered in the woods, left and right, and found the waterfall. He is not a person who knows how to appreciate the scenery, because he doesn't have the heart and feeling to ponder and stay, but the waterfall, he likes it when he sees it, and she will definitely like it.

"Really? I've never heard of a nice place like this. Xiyan asked curiously.

"Of course, who would run to such a remote place. ”

Han Lang helped her get on the horse, and then went up himself, deliberately leaving some distance from her, "You sit down." He protected her, but always kept his distance.

It's not entirely appropriate to say that it is a waterfall, it is average from top to bottom, more like a mountain stream, but the water seems to carry something, shining in the moonlight, shining and sparkling down the river, like stars pouring down.

Xiyan stood by Tan in front of the waterfall, looking at the wonderful scene in front of him with fascination. Han Lang also dismounted and stood behind her.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's beautiful, it's hard to imagine. Xiyan reached out to catch the splashing droplets.

"There are many wonderful sights in the world that cannot be seen by those who are in the house. ”

"There are many things in the world that people on the outside can't think of. She said softly.

"Have you forgotten what I said, I'll do whatever you want. Han Lang looked at her side face, delicate and matchless.

"If I could, I would like to go back to the way things were and give me a chance to start my life all over again. She turned her head, and his eyes seemed to carry the moonlight, bright and soft.

"In that case, I won't meet you, and it's even more impossible to help you do anything. He laughed. The pain he had really experienced didn't make him think about starting again, but she, who didn't look bad, was thinking about coming back.

"Doesn't it look like it's sick," Xiyan smiled and sat on the rock.

"No, everybody has their own struggles. As he spoke, he sat down not far from her.

"You're so considerate. She picked up a small pebble and threw it into the pool, but there was not much splash.

"Is there one?" he also lost a piece, bigger than her splash. "Did you eat baked potatoes again?"

"Nope. She shook her head, "It's not that there are no potatoes, it's that there are no potatoes, and it seems that potatoes don't taste very good." ”

"I thought you'd remember me for wanting to eat it. Han Lang stared at the fine lines that swayed on the surface of the pool. To hear that she remembered him was to remember, and he was happy. Privately, he didn't want his connection to potatoes to remain in her memory at all.

Xiyan also stared at the surface of the pool, and there was a sparkling moonlight on it, which made people intoxicated. She likes the feeling that silence is better than sound at this moment, reassuring and solid.

"Are you going to live in that house?" he asked. Like the plants and trees in the house, the silent loneliness grows and withers.

"I never wanted to. ”

"Then find a way to leave. Han Lang turned his face and looked at her indifferently.

"If I could think of it, I wouldn't be there. ”

"I'll help you out. ”

"Don't. Xiyan flatly refused.

"Why?" Han Lang asked, "Why refuse?"

"There are many things I can't do, but at least there is one thing that I can do and must do, and that is to reject you. Han Lang, no matter why, please don't waste your life for me. If there's anything I'm proud of, it's a hand for you. Don't ruin what I have left. Go on with your life well and go your own way. Xiyan looked into his eyes.

"If you can stretch out your hand for me, why won't you accept what I offer you?"

"You may be my lifeline, but even if I want to live like this forever, I don't want to tie my fate to another person. Xiyan said with a smile but firmly. "I can't afford to pay any more, it's destined by God. ”

"One should do what he can, and then obey the destiny of heaven. Han Lang's gaze was firm. "Isn't it?"

"Yes, you have a point. Xiyan didn't refute. She didn't want to argue with him, it was just a pointless waste of saliva. "When I was young, I liked to play in the water the most, but I was most afraid of water, and life was full of similar contradictions. ”

"There are some things that you can choose to avoid, but there are some things that you can't do, and you have to have the courage to solve them. ”

"Don't talk about that, I'm very happy today, just talk about happy things. She pulled up her skirt, took off her shoes and socks, and cautiously probed into the water, she shrunk back, "It's so cool." ”

"Now this season, the water is cold. Han Lang looked at her from the side, she was not young, but her temperament had not changed.

"Should I bring wine?" she asked with a smile.

"You want to drink?"

"In response to the occasion, the mountain wind, the stream and the moon plus the wine in the cup are very elegant. ”

"I'll bring wine another day. ”

"Good. ”

She took advantage of his unpreparedness, stroused the water with her hand, and splashed him violently, but he didn't dodge, so he had to close his eyes and sprinkle it all on his face. "The water is cold, don't play anymore. He screamed, but his hand was also wet and bounced on her head.

"Wow, it's cool, don't play it anymore. ”

Both of them had water in their hair and faces, shining in the moonlight, and they looked at each other and smiled, and saw in each other's eyes another self, a simple happy self.

Yan Tianmu helped his son fold the quilt and touched his face lovingly. Xiao looked like his own face, always looking at his father with admiration. They were all hated by the same woman.

He didn't know what Xi Yan was thinking, what was going on around her, but Xi Yan's changes were too obvious for him to ignore. He had secretly observed Han Lang, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. The king would occasionally send him some tasks, so Yan Tianmu couldn't fully grasp his whereabouts, but looking at his appearance, it didn't seem to have anything to do with Xiyan. Lei Yao has been silent for so many years, and now that his wife's condition is still not good, he will not have any thoughts and reasons to approach Xiyan again.

Thinking about it, it's also a mystery.

He wasn't worried that Xiyan would leave, because she couldn't leave at all, her life was attached to him, and with her desire to live, even if she drove her, she couldn't leave. He just couldn't tolerate the feeling of not being in full control, it didn't matter if she didn't love him, he just wanted her to be in his sight and not hide it. Now, even this is a problem.

"Your mother is a bad woman. Yan Tianmu whispered to his sleeping son. What was originally a simple thing was messed up by her. Why should he be favored by the king? Why can't he wait for him? Why should he be given a chance to get her again? Why should he cherish his own life? Sometimes, he seems to hope that she can die with loyalty like other martyrs, rather than living willingly, and he can't see the word dignity at all.

Xiyan slept peacefully, and in his dream, there were more trees, waterfalls, spirited horses, and Han Lang's gentle eyes.

Han Lang was lying on the bed, her moonlit face appeared in front of her, and she was still smiling charmingly. Thinking of this, he also smiled slightly.