(The fourth update, don't explain, burst the update, the number outside, the number outside, the explosion update, in order to repay my readers, dear you, your subscription to give me the motivation, thank you.) )

It was night, the firelight flickered slightly, sometimes hidden, sometimes appeared, flickering, the fragile lights would go out at any time, illuminating a piece of the sky for a while, just a little in the endless night sky, like the dawn of dawn rising, flashing a little light.

The faint light seemed so obvious in the dark night, so dazzling, following the light, a large ball of lights accompanied by the gaze approaching, the line of sight approaching, gradually clear, a ball of lights turned into countless lanterns, red and purple, candlelight flickered, illuminating the dark shadows on the ground, hidden corners, closed doors, wide open doors and windows, and that greeting.

"Uncle, go slowly."

"This uncle looks so handsome, do you want to come to my sister's arms for a while."

"Come on, uncle, my sister has been waiting for you for a long time."

Flipping the silk scarf, the pink gauze scarf danced gently in the air, fell, and rose again, followed by the waving of the woman with heavy makeup, up and down, swaying dance, slightly fat body, twisting the big buttocks, writhing, the fat fat around the waist was revealed with a click, breaking through the bound buttons, white flowers, so tempting.

"Oh, it's a shame to kill the slave." ‘

Intentionally or unintentionally, the woman's silk scarf covered it, but it blocked one side, the other side could not be blocked, the tender flesh of the white flowers was exposed in the eyes of the man passing by, and the eyes were suddenly bright, and the pace of moving forward couldn't help but stop, and the throat was anxious to swallow a mouthful of saliva, one bite was not enough, and another mouthful, looking at the tender meat, the heart was rippling, and the body was light and fluttering, and walked towards the woman uncontrollably.

The woman threw her flattering eyes, beckoned to the uncle, leaned on him, skillfully touched his chest with both hands, rubbed it, slow as ants climbing, tempting the uncle, the eyes of the child's ecstasy, the ghost made the god follow in, and couldn't care about the pace of going home, a woman succeeded, and the woman behind did her best, not to be left behind, shouting loudly.

"Oh, this uncle, how long have you not been here, come on, this girl will accompany you today."

"Isn't this Uncle Li? What a rarity, rarity, please come in. ”

"Haha, Zhou Yuanwai, you haven't been here for three days, and the slave family still thinks you forgot the slave family?"

"Why, isn't that busy? You see, I will accompany you tonight. ”

An uncle was beckoned in, with a fat head and big ears, rich and oily, wearing silk and satin, wearing jade and green jade at his waist, and a big gold chain hanging around his neck.

And behind these bustling places, in the dark corners, there are several pairs of eyes, eager and envious, smiling and waiting for an opportunity, wearing tattered clothes, holding a broken bowl in his hand, on which a few copper coins are scattered, making a loud noise, and the eyes are looking straight over there, as if the copper coins in their hands cannot attract their attention.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

Although it is not to such an extent, it seems that there is a big gap in it, these beggars leaned against the corner of the wall, using the shadow of the light to cover the strafing of those turtle slaves, hidden in it, and on a road outside the corner, a man who looked like a scholar came out, he stopped there, looked up at the tall building in front of him, the lights flickered, the corners of his mouth muttered, the voice was so small that no one could hear clearly.

One of the beggars looked at him, no longer shifting, sometimes at the tall building, sometimes at him, with a crystal and spirited gaze, firm and full of certainty, and he saw it very secretly, and the scholar was so absorbed in his own world that he did not notice that a pair of eyes were staring at him not far away.

The reader looked at it for a while, like sighing, like regret, standing there, wooden, motionless, the clothes on his body danced slightly, blowing for a while, carrying a book basket on his clothes, looking at some years, there were several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the book basket, looking from behind, it was really the same thing, his eyes shifted to the front, and he noticed that the man's face was even more intense.

This person is a reader.

A true reader.

The scholar stood here for a long time, without the intention of leaving, his eyes were aimed at the guards who were guarding the door, the turtle slave, a sadness flashed in his eyes, his brows were furrowed, he paced a few times, as if thinking about a problem, and couldn't think of a solution, he moved, turned around, not to go home, but to take a road, it was a dark path, compared to this avenue, it was indeed dark.

The path walked around, he was familiar with a door, a small portal, compared with the bright lights just now, this place seems a little quiet, like two worlds, in fact, if you look carefully, you can find that this is really the place just now, high-rise buildings up, but there is no lantern in front of here, there is no hustle and bustle, and there is a little more silence in the night.

The man stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, the door made two "dodo" sounds, and after a while, there was a sound of opening the door, and the door was opened by a maid, who was not very old, and looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, and his body had not yet developed, with that pair of bored eyes, it was very suitable, and he threw himself at the man, the maid did not exclaim, nor was he shocked, the man walked in without saying a word, and the maid closed the door directly.

Everything is a matter of course, as if it has been rehearsed countless times, it is very familiar, into the inside, the maid took the man to a room, knocked on the door a few times, the man waited there, stood there calmly, did not make a sound, did not move, after the knock, a sound sounded inside.

"But Linglong?"

The voice is petite and full of power, and it can be guessed from the voice that the woman inside must be a beautiful woman, not very tall, with sassy eyebrows, this appearance is on the paper, and the maid responds: "Miss, what a slave, Liu Gongzi has arrived." ”

There was silence for a while, and an excited voice came out: "Come in." ”

didn't come out to greet him, and he didn't ask why, but the joy couldn't be concealed, asked, the maid pushed open the door, turned around and glared at Liu Chichi who was standing there, and said: "Liu Gongzi, please come in, my young lady is inside, the slave family will not go in, if there is something to tell the slave family, the slave family will stand at the door and wait." ”

Liu Chichi nodded, walked in with the bookbasket on his back, there was no surprise on his face, no excitement, he came to the table calmly, put down the bookbasket behind him, and slowly took out the pen and ink.

She came to Liu Chichi's side with a smile and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, drank it lightly, took a sip, put down the teacup, and her eyes fell on Liu Chichi, her expression was blurred, and her eyes were bright: "Liu Gongzi, can you drink tea?" ”

Liu Chichi didn't respond, holding his pen and ink, looking at the beautiful and lovely person in front of him, it was fake not to be moved, his heart had been flooded to the point that it was not the same, if he hadn't been desperately suppressed, I am afraid that he would have been seduced by the woman in front of him, although he had seen her many times, every time he saw her, he had different feelings, the only thing that remained unchanged was his feelings for her, but he never said it.

Because of him.......

"Uninteresting."

The woman saw that Liu Chichi was silent, a nerd, and there was a beauty in front of him who didn't look at it, so she would look at the damn pen and ink, and suddenly raised her foot, wanting to kick him, thinking that the woman was going to be reserved, so she put it down, but the man in front of her was still motionless, as if she couldn't see her movements, there was no reaction, and the woman felt even more bored, and waved her hand angrily.

"Nerd."

muttered, but when she was angry, she was no longer angry, but smiled, looked at the man in front of her, showed a little of her white teeth, and said with a fragrant tongue: "Liu Gongzi, can that person be him?" ”

Hearing the sound, Liu Chichi swayed, he remembered in his mind that she held his pen and ink, day and night, every time he saw the sentence "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the lamplight", the eyelashes were upturned, the hair was pulled up, and the smile was so sweet, he still can't forget that smile, it is a smile he has never seen.

Hearing her talk about him, I couldn't help but feel sour, sighing that I was not as good as him, and at the same time, I felt aggrieved for my life experience, but this is fate, it has long been doomed, and it can't be changed, compared to him, that person is more suitable for her, it's just that Luohua is intentionally ruthless!

"Yes."

The only word that came out of his mouth took a lot of his strength, and his body suddenly felt hollowed out, especially when he saw the smile of the girl in front of him who was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, his heart was even more tingling, holding his breath, lowering his head, holding a pen, and drawing her smile on the paper, although it didn't belong to him.

"Really?"

The girl was unconscious, and happily asked again.

"Yes."

Again grace, once again sad heartbroken, eyes sneaked a glance at her, confirmed, smiled even more happily, eyebrows could not stop the upturned angle, bent out of a deep arc, beautiful and abnormal.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light."

Suddenly, the man was in the dim light. Who would he be looking for? Male? Female? ”

"Qianbai, what kind of person is he? How could such words come to be written? ”

The handwriting is so ugly, but the writing is unmatched, two things fall on the same person, no matter how you look at it, they all think it's funny, it's more ugly than the words of a three-year-old child, how can such a person write such words back?

"Is it really like what he said, it wasn't written by him, it was given to him by a Taoist priest?"

Although this rumor is not credible, it makes people have to believe it.