Wanxi quietly left Xuanwang's Mansion and went straight to the teahouse where she met Yunmo last time, there were still many people in the teahouse at this time, Wanxi glanced at it slightly, and went upstairs into the private room last time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

ordered tea and snacks, Wanxi didn't have the heart to look at the excitement on the street, knocked on the table for a while, waiting for Yunmo's arrival, but what she didn't expect was that the man who came this time was not the Yunmo she was waiting for, but when she saw the man in white, Wanxi thought that she was whipped by a whip, and even inhaled with pain.

Wanxi frowned unconsciously, covered her heart with her hands, and was so frightened that King Chen hurriedly stepped forward, half-knelt in front of Wanxi, and asked, "Xi'er, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" ”

In fact, he hesitated for a long time before coming to see Wanxi, even more so in his hometown, he couldn't wait to see the person he missed day and night, but he was a little scared, afraid that she would be like this moment, after seeing him, the unfamiliar eyes, alienated movements, and indifferent tone, and even more afraid that she would be hurt in her heart when she couldn't think of anything.

Seeing that her attitude seemed to hurt the man in front of her, Wanxi's heart tightened, she was a little sad, I don't know why, seeing his injured eyes, her heart was a little bored, and she didn't know what to say for a while, Wanxi suddenly thought of a poem, describing the thin man in white in front of her, I am afraid it is more suitable, so she took it off: "One thousand two hundred light luan, the spring shirt is thin and wide." ”

King Chen was overjoyed, almost shed tears, and then said tactfully: "Leaning on the wind and being a little anxious, responding to the cold with snow, bringing fire and leaving gold buckets, frying beads and broken jade plates, Heyang has seen the flowers, and he has not asked Pan An." ”

Wanxi heard his next poems, it was simply shocking, she often flashed some poems in her mind, but she would read books in the room every day, these days almost all the poetry books, but none of these in her mind, she couldn't help but feel surprised, but she didn't expect that the man in front of her could take his own poems, and said in surprise: "How is it possible, how can this be?" ”

King Chen smiled a little sadly, and said: "This is your first time, maybe it's the second time, but you don't remember, when I just returned to Beijing, you just looked down in such a teahouse, and after seeing me, I was silently imprinted, at that time, I was already deeply imprinted in my heart." ”

Wanxi looked at this man in shock, she was almost sure, she was Luo Wanxi, she recognized the bright man in front of her, but what should she do now, she can't go back, she can't go back.

King Chen looked at Wanxi's eyes that gradually extinguished the light, a little distressed, he wanted to tell Wanxi that no matter what happened, he didn't care, as long as she was good, everything was fine, he suddenly thought of their meeting a long, long time ago, when he also felt that the world was full of gloom, he guessed that his eyes should be so similar to Wanxi now, it was Wanxi who rekindled the fire of his life.

So he took Wanxi's hand, looked into her eyes and said: "Xi'er, once you said to me, in the past, I was in the past, Yang Liu Yiyi, now I am here, rain and snow, I'm sorry, I'm late, when I was in the sky, I came late, I almost lost you forever, and now, I'm late, don't blame yourself." ”

His clear and shallow words made Wanxi listen to it for some reason, and all the grievances in her heart surged, strange to say, before this, she didn't realize that she had any grievances.

Seeing Wanxi's tears falling big and big, every drop will splash in King Chen's heart, and his flesh and blood will hurt, while wiping Wanxi's tears, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, blame me, it's all because I didn't protect you, don't blame yourself, no matter what happens, it's not your fault." ”

After a long time, Wanxi's emotions were forcibly suppressed by herself, and she said in a choked voice: "I'm sorry, I still can't think of anything, I'll go first." ”

Wanxi got up and was about to leave the private room of the teahouse, King Chen got up and took Wanxi's hand, and said to her back: "Xi'er, as long as you want, I can pick you up at any time, if you insist on going back, then I only ask you for one thing, don't embarrass yourself, eat well, sleep well, and take good care of yourself." ”

After King Chen finished speaking, he was silent for a long time before he reluctantly let go of Wanxi's hand, Wanxi turned his back to her, and he could feel how painful his heart hurt when he said this.

Wanxi even forgot the purpose of her coming here to see Yunmo this time, and fled by the way, she didn't dare to look at that man again, she was extremely disgusted with that palace at the moment, alone, walking slowly on the road, and after a while, the sky suddenly snowed.

Wanxi was stunned in place, looking at the big snowflakes falling from the sky, a little sluggish, she suddenly turned around slowly, and saw not far away, the man, dressed in white, was slowly walking towards her, Wanxi almost couldn't hold back, crying on the street, she finally understood why she had such a sad feeling when it snowed last time, she had also fantasized about such a scene.

And the man in white in the scene she fantasized about, she had just seen it, just when she was still in a daze, a fast horse hurriedly came in the direction of Wanxi, Wanxi froze in place, too late to dodge, maybe she didn't want to dodge anymore, at this moment, a white-clothed figure flashed, Wanxi fell into a warm embrace, and when she opened her eyes again, the man in white was protecting him in his arms, and asked eagerly: "Xi'er, is there any injury, or is it an uncomfortable place?" ”

Wanxi shook her head stiffly, and after a while, she asked, "Are you injured?" ”

King Chen resisted the urge to take Wanxi away, let go of Wanxi, checked her around, and then said, "It's okay." ”

Wanxi came back to her senses and understood that what she saw just now was not the illusion she had seen, it was really him, when the person in the illusion and the person in reality slowly overlapped, Wanxi had completely determined her identity, no longer had to look at her handwriting brought by the cloud, and there was no need to have any doubts, Wanxi looked at the purse on the waist of King Chen, which she had just ripped off in a hurry, this is her embroidery, and there will be no mistake at all, because her treatment of the thread is different from others, Wanxi gently opened the purse, in addition to the spices she put in herself, there was also a note that she had secretly hidden, a note that even King Chen himself didn't know, which read: "If you have to become a star, why die, I am willing to be a mandarin duck and not an immortal." ”

Suddenly, Wanxi saw a picture in her mind, the woman embroidered a purse for the man who was leaving, but the woman was unwilling to embroider the mandarin duck, thinking that the pattern was cheesy, but at the last moment, she wrote a poem about the mandarin duck and put it inside, and the handwriting on this note was very familiar. (To be continued.) )