Since Jiang Bai and the others left, Pei Beibei has been worried every day, he can't eat, he can't sleep well, he has waited for several days, but he has waited for the first snow this winter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In winter, there are fewer people going out, and everyone seems to have infinite attachment to home at the same time, and they don't want to go out, let alone go to noisy places. It just so happens that Beibei doesn't want to be noisy anymore. She closed the bar for a few days, planting grass and flowers in the backyard alone, waiting for the people to return. Until a few days ago at Christmas, when the bars could no longer be closed, the waiters and bartenders were all in full swing, and the festive atmosphere was heating up all over the city.

It's still the same as before, but the song has changed a few Christmas songs, a few back and forth, and the listeners are drowsy, but the men and women in front of them don't feel bored at all. At this moment, Beibei suddenly had the urge to sing, she hadn't been on stage for a long time, and after saying hello to the sound engineer, she raised the microphone again.

It was an English song, and the accompaniment was just an embellishment, as if it were a cappella, silently echoing through the lobby of the bar.

It's just a possibility/

I got you, what I wanted to have/

It's just a possibility/

All my desires belong to you/

……

I already know that you are gone from me/

Even though you are inseparable from me like blood, you are still quietly gone/

Even if I want to be strong in the face of your abandonment separation, I can only be heartbroken/

Please let me know that I will not cry anymore......

A simple and low melody reverberated throughout the hall, damaging the otherwise enthusiastic atmosphere a lot. The guests were a little strange that in such a joyful festival, Pei Beibei, who was usually wild and uninhibited, was actually singing such a person. Most people were listening quietly, perhaps just taking the song as an intermission transition, and some people couldn't listen to it anymore, so they shook their heads, and staggered about to go out from the door, but accidentally bumped into a person at the door.

The man was covered in white snowflakes, some of which had melted and wet—his tattered clothes.

"Hey, you don't have long eyes!" The guests looked at him with disgust, only to find that all eyes were on him. The guest blushed suddenly, but when he reacted, he realized that it was the singer on the stage who stopped singing, and his voice stopped abruptly, and he looked fixedly at the person he had bumped into, and the others just followed her eyes and looked at them together.

Jiang Bai is back.

Pei Beibei originally wanted to insist on insisting, but who knew that Jiang Bai proposed to her that day, and Beibei also agreed to him by magic. Because after he came back, he suddenly said very excitedly that it was not easy to love each other, he didn't want to be separated, and he had to cherish the person in front of him.

Beibei was a little strange, and looked behind Jiang Bai, except for a Xu Thrush who was humming with luggage on his back, there was no one left.

"Didn't Liang Zhen come back?"

Jiang Bai did not speak.

"Where's Luo Cheng?" She didn't go any further. Before leaving, Jiang Bai told her that Liang Zhen had found it and would come back with him, as well as Lu Li, the strange old man, who had been mentioned, he would also come back and bring back his sister, the little girl called Rabbit. When the time comes, the bar will not be much more lively.

But now......

Beibei felt that the man in his arms hugged him fiercely, and he was no longer willing to let go of his hand. There are some things that I can't seem to ask any more.

It's been a few months.

"How is Liang Zhen, have you gone to see her?" Beibei asked.

Xu Yu shrugged his shoulders: "It's the same old way, you don't want to come back with us, I really don't know what to treat on the mountain, it's been so long." ”

After that day, Liang Zhen did not follow Xu Yu and them back to Changzhou, but left alone, no matter how much the two of them persuaded her, they couldn't move her. Later, I heard that Liang Zhen sold the Bai family's house, and most of the money was distributed to the rest of the Bai family, and he took everything he had with him and walked around alone.

After a long time, Liang Zhen sent a message, meaning that he was okay and lived leisurely on the hill. When I asked her when she would be back, she just said that when she wanted to come back, she would naturally come back.

"You know a fart," Jiang Bai glanced at him, "Xiaowei has her own ideas, what do you care about so much, just read your books well." ”

As soon as it came to the book, Xu Yu came back to his strength: "I see, Sister Liang Zhen is probably practicing some secret art in the mountains, practicing while writing books, and it won't be long before Sister Liang Zhen will become a great writer, or become an immortal, and when the time comes, we can go up with her......"

"Dream on you!" Jiang Bai patted Xu Yu's shoulder angrily, "You still have to think about it, how to send those female fans." ”

Jiang Bai is right, since Xu Fei opened his new show and no longer performed those bells and whistles magic, it has attracted many literary young women, who often listen to Xu Yin's stories in bars all night, and those treacherous and heart-rending love are their favorites.

"Okay, I'll go to the front and have a look, you can continue talking." After saying that, Beibei turned around and walked towards the bar.

Jiang Bai was silent, in a daze, but was shaken by Xu Yu, and the other party said sneakily: "Brother Xiao Jiang, I have a note." ”

"What attention?"

Xu Yu smiled: "You say, if you get married and have a wedding, will Sister Liang Zhen come back?" When the time comes, she will let the proprietress accompany her, so that she will not be alone, and she will not think of going to the mountains to be a nun at that time. ”

Jiang Bai's eyes rolled and sounded, as if this was the case.

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This year's winter seems to be particularly slow, so Liang Zhen closed a few windows in the thatched hut and returned to bed. This is a small hillside, and the thatched hut where I live is built by the villagers at the foot of the mountain, and it is usually used to spend the night or something, seeing that Liang Zhen is generous, he rented it to her without hesitation.

It's strange to say, such a good-looking girl, young, with a lot of money, no luggage and no baggage, the villagers were very vigilant at first, thinking that she ran somewhere to avoid debts or avoid wanting, and people have been staring at her. But later, no one came to look for her, and she never went down the mountain, occasionally seeing the villagers, she did go to the foot of the mountain to buy some daily necessities, or chat with the villagers, and everyone relaxed their vigilance.

Probably the people in the city have lived in the city for a long time, and they just want to live a hard life. But this girl doesn't like to laugh.

She always gives people a depressed feeling, as if she is not interested in anything around her, but she has a good heart, and when she meets on the road, she will help everyone do farm work and do farm work, not at all like a weak little girl in the city. She couldn't understand the local language, she didn't communicate much, not only did she not like to laugh, but she didn't talk much.

The moon is particularly good tonight, very similar to that day. Liang Zhen got up from the bed, put on a blanket, took a chair and sat in front of the window, and took out a bag of tight things from her arms. She'd been out of it for a long time, maybe to not think too much, or maybe she wanted to escape. Removing the wrapping around the body, the transparent jade reflected a faint blood-red color in the moonlight.

Before leaving that day, she didn't pay attention, but she suddenly felt as if she had stepped on something, and later found out that it was a heart-shaped blood jade, just a piece of jade, and she had already lost the ability to use it.

The blood jade seemed to have a temperature, and Liang Zhen's hands were cold, but he could feel a warm touch coming from the blood jade. Her heart moved, and this feeling seemed to be passed on to him by him.

Liang Zhen sighed. Luo Cheng, in that world, how are you doing?

She had forgotten how long she had lived on this mountain, and the days when she didn't think about it seemed to be the same. But when she saw this piece of jade, her heart couldn't help twitching, the person she loved was so far away from her.

"Do you remember me?" Liang Zhen stroked the blood jade, like a low conversation between lovers. Suddenly, I don't know if it's an illusion, Liang Zhen felt that the blood jade in his hand seemed to beat.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and when she reacted, a long-lost excitement suddenly crept into her mind. She kept telling herself to be calm, to be calm, maybe it was her own delusion. But at the same time, she didn't dare to experiment again, for fear that it was just an illusion, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Just when she was stunned, the mobile phone on her waist suddenly rang. At the moment, she has turned off the Internet, she can't receive any messages, and only people who are used to texting will "disturb" her quietness.

Liang Zhen took out the message in his hand, it was the message sent by Lao Zhao, and the content was very simple. Liang Zhen, I'm out for a few days, can you help me watch the shop?

It's not much, the ghost makes a god worse, Liang Zhen agreed, and a day later, he hurried to Beijing.

Probably Lao Liu would not have thought that Liang Zhen would do his own work, he also knew that Liang Zhen had experienced a lot of things, and he was reluctant to come out again, just try his luck. Along the way, Lao Zhao's text messages kept coming, telling her to be happy and optimistic, so that he should not worry about business, and the guys on the side would take care of it.

Liang Zhen thought it was funny, and she replied, I'm not a child anymore.

Lao Zhao sighed, if you were still a child, you wouldn't be as sad as you are now.

After a few hours of flying, Liang Zhen arrived at the capital airport, and without the restraint of luggage, he easily touched - to Lao Zhao's shop in Panjiayuan. Before she had time to say a few words to the guys around her, Liang Zhen found a couple standing in front of the shop, holding a little boy in their hands, pointing to the utensils on the ground, talking and laughing.

Liang Zhen looked at it, her expression was a little dazed, and she only heard them shouting as if they were fifteen or fifteen. (To be continued.) )