Since I came back from the Drunken Spring Building that day, I slept in the dark in my room for three days and three nights before I could make up for the energy I had lost using Xuanji.

In the past three days, Childe has been quite human, he didn't force me to get up, and he also delivered the packed pastries and tea to my room every day, except for Xiaobai occasionally jumping on the bed and scratching my face with his paws to let me get up to play with it, there is really nothing worth annoying me.

When I woke up three days later, it was night.

I sat on the bed and looked out the window, and the night was dark, the stars slightly decorated the night sky, and the moonlight leaked into the window like water, leaving a silvery white spot of light.

I looked stunned for a moment, then rubbed my eyes, slowly dressed, and then rolled over and got out of bed.

Since I had been in bed for three days, I was not even able to take a step. I sighed as I walked, this Xuanji really can't be used indiscriminately, this time it's three days of sleep, maybe ten days next time, and I don't know when it will be next time.

I walked to the door and pushed it open, and for a moment the moonlight that was blocked out of the door leaked to the ground. I took a deep breath, then stretched, and my muscles and bones, which had been lazy for three days, gradually came to life again.

Not far away, the boy who was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard and enjoying the shade heard the sound and tilted his head slightly, and after seeing me, he hooked the corner of his mouth: "Woke up, did you sleep well?"

Xiaobai, who was dozing at his feet, heard his voice, raised his eyelids and glanced at me lazily, barked very disdainfully, and then turned his head and continued to sleep as if he was angry.

I pursed my lips, didn't care about this conscienceless, and raised my eyes to look at Childe.

Childe was dressed in a blue single dress today, and his long dark hair was untied, hanging loosely behind him. The dark cyan belt around his waist was embroidered with auspicious clouds with silver thread, and a pale cyan jade pendant hung down quietly, holding a white wine glass in his hand. In the moonlight, he tilted his head slightly and smiled very wickedly at me.

I touched the tip of my nose and smiled at him, "Naturally, it's good!"

There seemed to be a faint aroma of wine in the air, I sniffed, walked to him in three steps and sat down, looked at the white wine jug on the table, and said, "Childe, are you drinking again?"

"Hmm. He replied softly, his slender fingers rubbing the white wine glass, which looked particularly beautiful in the moonlight.

I swallowed my saliva, thinking that I was worthy of being the favorite of many fairies in the heavenly court, not only did I have a beautiful face, but my hands were also better than my daughter's. I smacked my lips and sighed, what a human being is more popular than a human being.

Childe didn't seem to notice my thoughts, picked up the flask and poured me a glass, and then pushed it in front of me: "Do you want to taste it?"

I nodded, picked up the glass with great interest, sniffed the spilling wine, and then brought it to my lips and took a sip.

Although this wine looks crisp and has a faint fragrance, it is not the same thing at all. The mellow aroma of the wine dissipated in my mouth, but before I could taste it carefully, a bitterness gradually dissipated. The bitterness continued, from the tip of the tongue to the heart.

I held the wine glass and frowned, and when Childe saw it, he asked kindly, "What's wrong?"

I looked up at him, pointed to the cup in my hand, and my face was wrinkled: "This wine is so bitter." Childe, did you take it by mistake?"

Childe shook his wine glass and smiled: "That's right, this wine is originally bitter." ”

I looked up at him suspiciously: "The wine should be clear and mellow, just like the peach blossom brew and pear blossom white you gave me, why is this wine bitter?"

Childe knocked on the white porcelain wine glass, and the corner of his mouth vaguely smiled: "Do you know, what is this glass of wine called?"

"What's it called?" I asked, following his words.

"But drinking a glass is wine, and this growth is keeping. "Childe looked at me, and the smile in his eyes was demagogic, "This glass of wine is called 'Changxiangshou'." ”

I pursed my lips: "Since it is long-looking, it should be sweet." It's too late to be happy with the person you like, so why is it bitter?"

Childe listened to my words, shook his head with a smile, and looked down at the sake in the cup: "Where in this world is there a real long-term stay? ”

Childe lowered his eyes slightly, and the moonlight sprinkled on the curved and long eyelashes, leaving a dull shadow. He had a smile on his face, but I could see a hint of bitterness in it.

Thinking about it carefully, Gongzi is indeed right, as far as Pixel Moon and Song Linyuan are concerned, they are looking forward to staying with each other for a lifetime, holding hands and watching the clouds roll up together, but in the end, they still can't escape the tricks of fate and have to separate the two places.

In this world, people who are happy with each other can't be together, so where can they really stay together? Just like Gongzi said, it's just the joy of the present and the eternal death of a lifetime.

I lowered my head, looked at my reflection in the cup, and suddenly asked on a whim, "Childe, why do you like to make wine?"

He was stunned, and the light in his eyes gradually deepened: "Naturally, it is because some people like to drink the wine I brew." ”

His words are light and lingering, with the beauty of memories, but they also imply a bit of bitterness.

When I heard this, I seemed to smell the smell of gossip, and quickly looked up at him attentively: "Who? Childe, could it be someone you like?"

He took a sip from his cup and smiled at me, "Guess." ”

I didn't care if he was teasing me or not, and guessed with great interest: "I guess it must be! There are so many fairies in Heavenly Court who like you, but you don't even look at them, there must be someone you like." I've seen many examples in Senior Sister Jiu's notebook, besides, ......" I looked at him and blinked, "You can't really be for men, right?"

Childe drank for a moment, holding the cup and coughing, as if he had choked.

I looked at his reaction, thinking that I had guessed it, and remembered that when I was in Heavenly Court, I heard the words of those fairies who usually chewed the root of their tongues, so I couldn't help but lower my voice and said cautiously: "Childe, should you ...... It's really for men, right?"

Childe calmed down, held the cup and smiled helplessly: "No." ”

I patted my chest with palpitations: "Sure enough, those fairies are all guesses, and Childe must have someone he likes." ”

He raised an eyebrow, not admitting or refusing.

I drank a glass of wine, felt a little more courageous, and watched him decide to break the casserole and asked, "I wonder who the fairy is Childe's sweetheart?"

"My sweetheart......" Childe paused, his eyes gradually darkened and deepened, he raised his head, and the sky was reflected in his dark eyes, as if a starlight had fallen in.

It was a long time before I heard his faint laughing voice, which wrapped into his eyes, and was intertwined in wisps, I don't know whether it was true or false.

"She died, died in front of me. ”

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