The thunder was rolling, and the clouds on the horizon were frozen together, and when I looked up, I was full of haze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lying on the couch, he stared intently at the fine rain curtain outside the door, his hand on his lap and the wine bottle swaying gently. His face grew softer and colder against the dim sunlight. His eyes were slightly drunk, with a slight drunkenness. He turned his eyes to look at Mr. Three at the low table on his right, and the strength of his wrist shaking became slightly stronger.

Shi Fang looked at him and said in a joking tone: "Third child, this is also from your handwriting?"

Mr. San, who had a criminal record, didn't even look at Lao Jun, just drank tea lightly. He took a breath of the apricot blossom wine that filled the room, and then said lightly: "Laojun, am I so bored?"

Shi Fang looked at him and laughed: "Okay, it's me who is bored." Then he looked out of the house, and the rain from the stone steps flowed down the ravine into the earth, slowly flowing around the flowers and plants, slowly seeping into the dirt. In the air, in addition to the aroma of apricot blossom wine, there is also a smell of damp earth.

He suddenly asked, "How many days is this?"

Mr. San was slightly stunned for a moment, and then understood that Lao Jun was referring to the time when the soul beads were absorbed. He looked at the side and replied, "It's the third day." ”

"Hmm......" The party changed his position, put the already empty bottle in his hand on the ground, and then sat up cross-legged. "There's only one day left until it's fully absorbed, right? ”

Mr. Three thought about it, and since the rain began to fall, his master has been nesting on the couch and not going anywhere, except for the three urgency. He looked at Lao Jun's gaze and couldn't help but have some questions in it. "Lao Jun, do you feel that time flies just by sitting?"

Shi Fang smiled, "It's nothing more than half-asleep, I can tell the difference." ”

The teacup in Mr. San's hand at the moment also cast his eyes into the dripping rain outside the house. "That'...... Half-asleep and half-awake, who did Lao Jun think of?" he paused, and then continued, "Or...... Who's remembered?"

Shi Fang's face changed slightly, and the originally shallow light suddenly became as deep as the vast starry sky and the bottomless sea. He felt that something had been washed out of the cellar as clearly as the heavy rain outside the house. Those distant memories returned to his eyes, and he looked in a trance, as if there was a sea of clouds churning in his eyes.

It was only soon that the sea of clouds gradually subsided.

He knew that it was because his heart had sunk into the sea and could never be found.

All this happened extremely fast, and if it weren't for Mr. Three paying attention to him all the time, it is estimated that he would not be able to capture the shaking of that moment.

Lao Jun seemed to have nothing happened, and asked lightly, "Why do you say that?"

Mr. Three smiled lightly, as warm as a spring breeze. "I'm just curious about Lao Jun's whispering at night recently, and I don't mean anything else. ”

Shi Fang was stunned and whispered at night? Shi Fang did remember the past that he didn't remember much for a long time because of the appearance of the sting, but those long-ago memories would always come to an abrupt end before his mind became clear, so that one of his hearts was both hanging and resting.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this contradiction that we will think about it day and night.

As if unintentionally, he asked, "Are you ...... What do you hear?"

Mr. San thought about it for a while, and said empathetically: "What Lao Jun thinks is what it is." Otherwise, how could I hear it so really, because it was babbling?"

Shi Fang laughed, and his smile slowly widened, as if he couldn't hold it back. He laughed for a long time, until the laughter slowly fell silent, and the room was filled with silence.

The party did not speak, and the third gentleman did not speak. However, the two of them looked at the door tacitly, and it was still pouring rain. The heavy rain hit the flowers and plants in the yard, and the thunderbolts were very lively.

After a while, Shi Fang spoke, and his tone was worried: "Actually, I'm a little worried...... Since they are going to Fengju Mountain, they may meet her. ”

Mr. San was slightly stunned, and Lao Jun took the initiative to mention that the memory of this person had almost disappeared from his world. Now that he suddenly took the initiative to bring it up, Mr. Three made you a little confused that you didn't understand what Lao Jun meant. "What do you mean ......"

Shi Fang shook his head and smiled a little bitterly: "Although I lost my qualification to enter Fengju Mountain because of her, she didn't stop there. She's always ...... I have always seen farther than me, and I have gone farther. ”

He has been chasing a shadow of his love, and now that he thinks about it, the face is not more and more blurred because of the distance, but more and more clear. The cold eyebrows and eyes, like the clouds at dusk, have the most touching and warm colors. This warmth had melted almost all his defenses. However, after chasing repeatedly, he still missed the shadow.

Perhaps, it is only like a dream, and you can see the hopeless past.

Mr. San was silent for a while, and said, "Laojun, since you can't let it go, it's better to go up the wind and live in the mountains with Mr. Xie and Mr. Qianji." ”

Shi Fang shook his head, "I told myself that if I failed, then I would only allow myself to fail once, no matter how much it cost, only this once." There is a way in the world, and everything is like a dream. My obsession...... It's long gone. ”

If it's really gone, why do you have to go into a dream to see the past scene?

Mr. San was noncommittal, but he felt that Lao Jun was indeed like his body at this point, and the behavior pattern of a turtle and ostrich was really natural.

Shi Fang looked in a trance as if he had just woken up from his sleep, he bent down and reached out to pick up the apricot blossom wine bottle that had just been placed on the ground and shook it, as if he was dissatisfied with the empty wine bottle and looked at Mr. San, and said, "This wine is gone, why don't you move some out again?"

Mr. San's old god is saying: "Lao Jun forgot, this apricot blossom wine is only brewed ten jars a year. You've been greedy lately, and this is the last altar in your hand. ”

Shi Fang was a little dumbfounded, and it took a while for him to collapse back on the couch with the appearance of softened bones. "In previous years, these ten jars could be drunk until the next spring. ”

Mr. San's eyebrows were crooked, and he looked at the rain curtain outside the window and replied slowly: "Today's Spring Festival Gala, but it is coming." Lao Jun doesn't need to worry about it, as long as we continue to brew. ”

A reincarnation of the year, spring is late, and it is also coming. The laws of the world have always been outrageous. It's just that he looked at the rain curtain outside the window, and felt that his heart was also washed out of countless cracks by the rain, like the waterless and cracked land, full of devastation.