Good!

I could hear the closed buildings around me open, and they opened the door and the window, and one by one they poked their heads out and clapped and shouted at me.

Good!

The boss and the owner were laughing, they were used to seeing the original scenery, and they didn't expect me to suddenly chase the girl back.

The snow became more and more urgent, as if someone had broken the law and made the heavenly prince here angry, and lowered the white whirling blades to block it. But the girl had lost her umbrella, and the snow flakes that fell on her would cause her pain, and if she was in pain, I would be in pain, and my heart would be wrapped in ice, and there would be fire poison in it.

In an instant, I arrived at the place where she had lost her umbrella, and saw that the bamboo bones and pieces of paper on the ground were half submerged in snow. I dug up the pieces and held them in my arms one by one. The handle of the umbrella was extremely cold, no less than the dry, not a little warm of her.

Wait for me. She walks so fast. I am the most magnificent general in the world, the fiercest man, but also the most worried man, and everyone is happy, and I am anxious. Whatever snow fell on my shoulders was thrown off, and everything that fell on the top of my helmet was shaken off, but the eyelashes fell on the snow, which did not recede for a long time. Because of the snowflakes on my eyelashes, my gaze was getting lower and lower, and there was no law with her.

"Call her, General!" a family member shouted happily from the rooftop, "General, it's time to call her!"

As soon as these words came out, the people watching around them started to coax, shouting "call her to call her" and "general, you call her" and the like. I felt hot all over my body, and I thought that the golden helmet was in the way, so I grabbed it and threw it away. The first person to call happened to catch it, and said, "General, I'll hold it for you, you can call her!"

Call her!

I was encouraged by everyone to call her, but I didn't know where to speak. I don't know her name. Who is she? Didn't I catch up to find out what that was going on?

Girl, it's certainly true that this kind of background is called, but it doesn't suit me. I must know her name, and she must know that I know her name, so I can't call it that, I'd rather run around her stupidly than call it that.

"General, are the big men still ashamed?" the man giggled as he held my golden helmet.

"General, don't wait, just shout. The people rubbed their frozen hands, and when they were empty, they breathed on their hands.

She was still so far away, and there was a sea of ice between us, as if there was an endless sea of ice. I understand that this is a knot in my heart, and if I don't call her name, I won't face the past, and I won't see her. But I'm really afraid, afraid that blurting out Lin Jie, the girl turned her head and became a whisper; Who does this lost memory belong to?

The remaining leaves fall in autumn, and the wind surrounds the iron building.

Come to think of it, Guo Qian, where is this in reality, who did I meet? I used to like to think and spend an autumn or two, was it a magic obstacle in my heart at that time? And I don't have a memory of autumn with Lin Jie, she left Qingxian a long time ago, before I fell in love with her. During the First World War in Qing County, I carried Lin Jie across the street of green willows and poplars, and when I saw the people from afar, I thought that the beauty was drunk with red wine, and I knelt down for the detective and begged for a way to take her to the hospital, where she shed lover's tears for me. On the eve of the First World War of Dragon Teeth, I hugged Lin Jie to watch the sunrise over the sea of clouds in Mount Tai, and the two of them snuggled up in a military coat, watching the fire phoenix soaring into the sky and the blood staining the clouds. Where is there autumn, where is there an iron tower, and the front is full of dead branches and leaves?

The deceased put on a new coat.

The meaning of the words is that I once had her, but I lost it because of excessive arrogance and deep desire. So when I saw her again, especially when I saw that she had put on a new robe, I felt a great deal of sorrow. The sorrowful silk is connected together, and every two knots are tied together, and the layers are woven like stones, which are heavy, so they are sorrowful.

The sound of birds is sparse, and the voices of people are thick.

My end up was to wait stupidly from the upper floor, wait until the last migratory birds have flown away, and wait until the tide of people flock to the vicinity of the iron tower? Naturally, the people at that time would not care about me, let alone make a voice like "call her".

Aren't the people watching from all directions all the projections of my heart? In fact, it was me who wanted to call her.

"Jie'er. ”

Right or wrong, success or failure. I stood still and stood with my hair draped.

My voice is not loud, and it is easy to drown out in the bustle. But the inhabitants were silenced as if they had been foretold, just as I spoke. There are no crows or birds in this world, only the sound of snow.

She stopped.

"Is that you, Jie'er?" and I got the multiple-choice question right. Now I finally understand why Lian Po is so worried about my relationship with Yu Si, and I think he must know everything that happened in these eighty-one towns, including the order of my travels and the stories I went through. There is also Zilong, I can see that he doesn't like me to be with women, but he has inexplicable tolerance and support for Lin Jie - one night in the hotel, if another general sees this situation, it is very likely that he will leave, and Zilong, who was originally jealous of these, did not. He understands my intentions, not only in the bond between the monarch and the minister, but also in the bond

My feelings for the people around me.

"General, you're finally back. "As soon as she turned her head, I knew I had made the right choice. It's really Lin Jie, I remembered what she looked like, as long as she changed into this robe, wasn't she a beautiful woman from the snowy region? But when she wore that robe and rushed to me with a happy face, I didn't want to hug her. It's too eye-catching, the fur of the black fox.

"General, do you remember me at last?" she smiled and stretched out her hand to wipe the snowflakes off my eyelashes, "You finally called me." ”

"I call you, and you wait for me. I grabbed her wrist and trembled and brought her up in front of me, leaning against my cheek, "Do you really recognize me? I wrote a poem for you on the iron tower over there, and I sang and wrote it many times, and you must have never heard it. ”

"Really, will the general also fill in the words for me?" Lin Jie jumped at me as if she couldn't hide her excitement, hooked my neck, and hooked my heart, "I thought you would only compose for the emperor?"

"Who said that, who said this?" My tears slid down her hands, "how could it be, how could I be?"

"Could it be that the general is coming this time and will not go to the Jinluan Palace again?"

Throne room. When I was crossing the water by boat, my master told me that in the middle of the eighty-one towns there was a city made of gold, which was the imperial city of this side of the world. It was inhabited by the kings of all dynasties, and there was a common Jinluan hall, and there were one hundred and eighty faces in the hall, each of which was the appearance of the court they sat on when they had the world.

"If you don't go, you won't go. I put my arms around her, but deliberately avoided the fox, "But I really want to know what I've forgotten—not only you and me, but even the poem." What is it for?"

The snow stopped. I threw the scraps of the bamboo-bone umbrella to the ground, and the two men with brooms came running over and cleaned up the debris. I walked back with Lin Jie in my arms, and saw the windows of the merchants' houses along the street gradually closing their windows. The man who had just held my golden helmet jumped down from the roof of the bungalow, shoved it into my hand, and climbed up to the roof reflexively, moving swiftly and probing his claws like a monkey. Lin Jie blushed, reached out to stroke my Kunpeng armor, and said with a smile: "The general is a good person. ”

If Lin Jie in the world can also have such a temperament, and can be held in my arms, my Guo Qian is worth dying. I relaxed my arms a little to make room for a gap between her and the cold armor. Her steps were very good for me, and she walked slowly on, and we skipped the iron tower to go down the snowy road. The owner and the boss are drinking the daughter red in front of the private seat on the second floor. The owner pretended to be drunk and said to the boss: "Look at it, this daughter Hong is still paying General Guo, don't drink it all of us." ”

The man in cashmere shoulders hugged back to the wine jar when he heard this, and just poured it into his bowl: "I can't drink enough General Guo every time he comes, this time it's just right, the general and I get what we want." It's a pity that my railing has been wiped clean by the general, and I can't advocate it out and solicit business. ”

"Not necessarily. Tonight, when the general goes back to sleep, he will still travel in the same order. They spoke louder and louder, occupying my head, "because the general has forgotten many things, and he will come again, and he will forget again." ”

Stop.

I slammed the brakes, and Lin Jie, who had just taken half a step forward, fell back and fell into my arms. She bumped into the nail and hooked my neck, that is, she smiled: "General." ”

The sky was bright. The year-round clouds that hung over the snow town cracked through it, first opening a small hole like a lip, and letting in a few rays of light, as if the golden crow was testing the ground. The cirrus cloud is then pushed away by the light ruler, and eventually tears from both ends and turns into two white halves. The sun poured like a sea, and the light spread over us, melting half of the snow on the side of the road, and accumulating more than an inch of water on the road. The woman called out to the general, afraid that her shoes would get wet, so she jumped up in a panic and didn't fall again. I turned around with her in my arms and walked back to the Iron Tower, to the meaning of my original arrival.

"General, why do you say there is no snow in this snow town?" the master was slightly drunk.

"If there is no snow in my heart, there will be no snow here. ”

"No, no, no. The master shook his head and reached for the jar of wine that the boss was carrying. The boss was distressed, and excused himself that the general was coming and needed to divide the rest into three small bowls, so he reluctantly pressed the master. The master watched him pour wine, smacked his lips and shook his head from time to time, and asked him if he had divided it correctly, and whether there was one whose bowl was narrower and the bottom of the bowl was deeper.

"General Zhao Zilong is only good at cold, can freeze dripping water, can also condense air? General Zhao himself has cold, but he can fight in this world, and he has to rely on the general's cold. What General Zhao used every time was the snow town, the ice, and the cold air scattered among the various cities. This qi survived because of the general's desolation, and it lasted for a long time that General Zhao provided the raw materials for transforming frost and snow - this is his root. ”

"Did I resolve this pain, and at the same time dissolve part of Zilong's power?"

"Not necessarily. The master took a sip of wine, got up and said, "Because the general's heart has capacity, and on this sunny day, there must be snow on the other side." When the lady is near, someone must stay away. Just like the general cherishes Lian Po more, so the general soars, and the borrowing is the soul core of General Lian. ”

"Could it be that I can also borrow Zilong's soul core?" I held the wine and stood in place in a daze, "Could it be that all martial souls are immortal and always exist in my heart?"

The master reached out and took the hand I was holding the wine and adjusted it for a moment so that it no longer trembled. He laughed, drank all the contents of the bowl, and then pointed to my bowl and said, "General, there is no definite number of feelings, and there are countless bonds, and it is impossible for anyone to distribute them in a balanced manner. Now the general can only serve anything, but this bowl of wine. ”