In the middle of the room, the shadow lay on the bed, and her eyes fell on the outside of the window.

Hua Li Xiao pushed the door in, and put a bowl of white fungus soup on the side of the table, "Girl, drink a bowl of white fungus soup, I put sugar osmanthus in it." ”

Looking at the figure in the sun, Hua Lixiao always felt a kind of pleasure welling up in his heart, as if it could dispel all his troubles.

It's been seven days, and this woman who is like an iceberg has been staying here for seven days.

Looking back, he didn't seem to have spoken to her until now, Hua Lixiao walked out of the door with a smile, and the corners of his eyes trembled.

It's a little frustrating.

Before he lost his strength, he was the only one of his kind, a rare opponent in his generation, the aura of genius never faded above his head, and his strength conquered everyone; after losing his strength, he wore a green shirt, and with his gentle temper and good conversation, he was still easy to get close to.

For several days, without saying a word to himself, or even a word, the woman in front of him was really the first.

It's a little complaining, but Hua Lixiao doesn't hate it, and even thinks that she is beautiful like this.

She doesn't like others to interfere in her affairs, this Hua Li Xiao knows, that day the woman just woke up, the injuries on her body have not healed, she can't take care of her own life at all, when Hua Li Xiao is holding a bowl of porridge, and wants to help her sit on the bed, a cold air suddenly erupts, shaking back a few steps from Hua Li Xiao.

At first, Hua Lixiao was a little annoyed, but when he saw the woman's glass-like pupils, he seemed to understand what the woman was thinking, he knew that she didn't mean to, but he didn't want others to interfere in his affairs, not to mention that the other party was still a strange man.

Only a few days later, when she was finally able to sit on the bed on her own, Hua Lixiao counted the porridge again, and just as he picked up the spoon and was about to feed her, he saw that the delicate cheek was slightly deviated to the side.

It's really stubborn.

Hua Lixiao was not annoyed, but just put the porridge on a table next to the bed.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with such a woman, on the contrary, that kind of snow lotus-like beauty had to be rejected thousands of miles away in order for the world to remember.

In the afternoon, when Hua Lixiao went to visit again, he found that she was still sitting on the bed, tilting her head and looking out the window.

Of course, the bowl of white fungus soup has already been eaten.

Hua Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and he followed her gaze and threw herself out of the window.

The red of the setting sun dyed the whole land, and the woman finally withdrew her gaze and recalled her thoughts.

At this time, the door was quietly opened...

A bouquet of lilies appeared in front of her.

She was slightly stunned, turned her head, and saw the young man holding the flower in his hand.

The boy was dressed in a white shirt, the same color as the lilies, but there were traces of earth on the corners and cheeks of the clothes, and some of the freshly picked lilies had already bloomed, spreading the fragrance of the flowers throughout the house, and the faint smell was very good, mixed with the smell of new summer earth.

The woman's pupils trembled, and they were even more crystal bright, like glass, which was a flower she had been looking at for a long, long time.

"I saw the girl looking out of the window for a long time, I don't know if the girl is looking at it, is this it?" Hua Lixiao smiled and stepped forward with the lily.

The woman hesitated for a moment, but took the lily anyway.

Hua Lixiao saw it, it was by no means an illusion, and the corners of the woman's mouth raised a hint of a smile.

Like the flawless snow lotus, blooming on the top of a mountain that no one knows, the beauty is suffocating.

That smile, at this moment, was left to him alone.

He was satisfied, and felt that it was the best gift from heaven.

"Foxtail lily, the flower that blooms in early summer, the pure white and flawless color and elegant floral fragrance are always so nostalgic. ”

The woman lowered her head slightly, as if she was savoring the fragrance of flowers, and as if she was carefully considering Hua Lixiao's words.

"The flower language of the foxtail lily is noble, but it is also somewhat similar to the girl's undusty character. ”

"When I first came to this place, and opened the teahouse, I planted these foxtail lilies in the back garden, one year old and one withered, and in a blink of an eye, they have bloomed several times in early summer; ”

In front of the woman, Hua Lixiao felt like a chatterbox, and like a clown, always doing his best, hoping that the lonely self-admiring figure could look back and smile.

And then the days went by.

Then, something unsatisfactory happened.

In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and the woman was barely able to get out of bed and walk around, but it was still only confined to the house, but Hua Li Xiao was busy before and after, and she was very embarrassed.

On this day, the weather was still the same as usual, the wind and white clouds, Hua Lixiao had set everything up, and sat in the teahouse, ready to entertain guests at any time.

At this moment, a group of people dressed in white and blue robes walked into the teahouse, and the atmosphere was extraordinary.

Even if Hua Lixiao is reduced to a waste, his knowledge is still there, his perception is still there, as long as he pays a little attention, he will find that they have hidden good strength, and the one who is the first of them is even stronger than him at the beginning, and has broken through that realm.

They are cultivating Bing Fan.

Even though they had already disguised most of their aura, the moment they stepped into the teahouse, a chill hit their faces, and a thin layer of frost formed on the counter.

Hua Li Xiao faintly felt that they should be coming for that woman.

The leader was a young man, a robe was very slim on his body, revealing a free and easy youthful atmosphere, he held something similar to a compass in his hand, and whispered to himself: "Well, it should be here." ”

Immediately, someone turned around and asked Hua Lixiao: "Hey, boy, is there a woman in your store who has an outstanding temperament and is as cold as frost?"

Hua Lixiao was a little annoyed, before he became a waste, there were often people who saw him young and vigorous and humiliated him for some reason, but the result was often to give in or die.

But now because of his strength, he still pulled out a far-fetched smile and said, "I don't know which one the guest officer said?"

"Little ant, you dare to pretend to be stupid here, I think you are looking for death!" The questioner was grumpy, and he pulled up Hua Lixiao's collar and picked up his palm as soon as he stepped forward—

"Stop!" the man at the head drank softly.

He looked a lot younger than the man who was questioning, but he was undoubtedly the highest in the crowd, and as soon as he spoke, the man who asked him put Hua Lixiao down, stopped where he was, and bowed his head to be reprimanded.

"Wait for you to practice Bing Fan, you should restrain your temperament, you are as short-tempered and irritable as you are, and sooner or later you will destroy your foundation!" the young man scolded in front of Hua Lixiao.

"The subordinates should remember the teachings of the adults, and they will not dare to do it again in the future. ”

"Punish you for transcribing the Ice Heart Mantra 500 times, do you have any complaints?"

"The subordinates are willing to be punished. ”

The young man nodded, and after ordering him to retreat, he went straight to Hua Lixiao's side, and asked with a smile: "Don't hide it from your Excellency, we are looking for this woman because she is the pearl of the family, and we are ordered to bring the young lady back, not because we have other thoughts, and I hope that Your Excellency will fulfill it." ”

Hua Lixiao looked at the young man in front of him, he was powerful and talked extraordinary, presumably what he said should be true, but there was always a string plucking in his heart, and he didn't want her to go away.

Just when Hua Lixiao hesitated, the door quietly opened, and a shadow walked out of it.

It's like the most beautiful rainbow in the sunset.

Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a pale floral print dress, unadorned, as if she did not belong to this earthly world.

It was the young man, with a hint of lingering in his eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses and smiled to meet him.

"Miss, I've been waiting for a long time. ”

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He watched her step into the luxurious carriage, and he could only stand obediently on the threshold of the teahouse, unable to take a single step.

He saw the distance between him and her.

It's like the end of the world.

The carriage was about to pass away, and Hua Li Xiao looked at it all in a daze, and was at a loss.

"Huh. The young man turned around and handed a piece of paper to Hua Lixiao.

A Van voucher, a huge amount of Van vouchers, according to his current living situation, is enough to support him to survive for a lifetime.

"A little heart, not a respect, but a smile," said the young man, "thank you for the many days of your care of the young lady, and for the kindness and reward you have received from our people." ”

The rain, I don't know when, fell quietly.

sprinkled on the body of a down-and-out man, obliterating all traces of what had been.

"Oh, what is this?" said the lonely scholar.

Watching the luxurious carriage go away, there was nothing he could do.

There is a sin called ordinary.

It will take everything you have in an instant and spit on you.

A glimpse of the flood is just a beautiful miss, after the gorgeous, the gorgeous is still gorgeous, and the waste wood is still waste wood.

When the rain falls, forget about the so-called fate. Hua Lixiao said to himself.

In the blink of an eye, it is another time when the evening breeze is in a hurry and the flowers are blooming in the backyard.

He is still like that, and maybe the rest of his life can only be like this.

Sometimes when he was tired of tea, he would come to the restaurant to buy drunk.

In the mundane land with red flowers and willow green, there will be a scholar in white, which is also an ordinary scenery.

In the end, he simply converted the teahouse into a restaurant, and had a hangover all day and all night.

Sometimes he laughed at himself for being stupid, he had expected all this in the first place, but he was still dying for that pitiful little hope.

A long, long time ago, there was a grass that looked into the distance on the grass in front of the cliff, and it spent the rest of its life stupidly, and then a flower seed was blown by a gust of wind and took root, not far from that grass, and they were so dependent on each other at a suitable distance, and the grass liked the flower, but it was just a grass, a lowly grass, and it looked like this, no longer looking, but staring, staring at the flower not far away, and then there was a gust of wind, which blew off all the petals, and all the colorful colors went far, far away with the windFar away, where a humble grass can never go, leaving only a stem, like a memory of a broken thread.

However, the grass was stupid, he was so stupid, he continued to look into the distance, the direction of the gust of wind, and there was no end in sight.

Then, there is no then.

Poor and pathetic.

His face is still so young, but his heart is quietly getting old.

He borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, and when the spirit of wine came up, he began to dance the sword, using the wooden sword made of acacia wood, without any moves, waving it indiscriminately, as if he wanted to cut something.

However, everything is like a trickle, flowing endlessly, cutting endlessly.

So, melancholy wrapped around the lonely blade of the sword and swung it with him.

He cut off all the foxtail lilies that bloomed in the early summer, cut off the dignity that belonged to that person, and the long golden hair broke free from the restraints and flew with the trajectory of the sword.

……

Year after year, the locust wood sword has long been decayed, and what Hua Lixiao is holding in his hand is a cold sword with silver light.

It doesn't decay, it only gets sharper and more ruthless with the passage of time.

He sold the restaurant and sold all the family business that he had taken care of for several years and replaced it with a long-distance entanglement.

He was not a man who was content with the status quo from the beginning, but it was the blow of the family's fall that made him lose for too long.

Now, he wants to leave, and he wants to spend the rest of his life on a never-ending journey.

When you are tired, you will find a tree stump to rely on, and when you are thirsty, you will take a pot of running water, and if you really can't move forward, then you will find a handful of loess on the side of the road and bury yourself under the nameless road monument.

He is not the grass, it will only wait in place for an endless return, and he has never been.

He is a sunflower, he will find the trajectory of the sun and live, he is the sword of the Yue woman, he has his persistence and sentimentality.

In fact, he is also like a grass, a lowly grass, an unyielding grass, and a stubborn grass.

He is a grass that dares to go far.

The road is still there, and it has always been.

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