At dusk, the rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky began to reveal a trace of blue, and this hard-won blue was soon dyed red into a blood-colored color, until the last touch of sunset disappeared from the sky, and the night sky finally fell, enveloping the entire vast world, and at the same time, a bright moon like an ice tray also quietly hung on the treetops. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the boxy house, except for a few fallen leaves that have just fallen, the four have been cleaned without a trace of dust, and the peony flowers in the corner are still graceful and luxurious, stretching the golden waist, like a beauty who has just taken a bath in the moonlight.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, the wine is current, Cen Kexuan did not sleep, Bai Moyin did not sleep, the two sat opposite each other at the stone table, a dinner, they had eaten for nearly half an hour, this is nothing, it's just ...... It's a little too quiet.

The strings of painted lanterns in the corridor were lit one after another, and the dim light and shadow added a little bit of fireworks, but it was the most lively time, but there was no sign of half a figure moving. Cen Kexuan endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but speak, and asked the person who didn't say anything to him, "Why is it so quiet here?" It seems like...... There is no one else but us? ”

This really can't blame her for being too careful, she has always felt strange since the day, in order to find Bai Moyin, who disappeared early in the morning, she can be said to have turned the entire inn up and down, except for the old servant who happened to bump into, she has never seen even one other guest.

This secluded place, said to be an inn, is more like someone's private courtyard.

The person who said it was unintentional, and the person who listened didn't care so much, and the words that entered the ear, but it didn't seem to have heard it, and when he raised his hand and threw his foot, his artistic conception was like a cloud and a shadow, and he was still at ease, but the depression and haze that sank into the eyes were dense and difficult to disperse from the dusk, even if he was smiling at the moment, he could still faintly detect it.

The atmosphere is not as harmonious as it seems, is something going on? Otherwise, it would not have been on this moonlit night, and even the flowing breath was entangled with a strange dullness, which made Cen Kexuan suspicious all night. That's why she tried to say something to him, and whatever the beginning, it was best to start with something innocuous and talk about it.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond immediately, a thought suddenly popped up in her heart, "You...... You're not going to give this inn to you, are you? ”

The wine and food on the table are also exquisite and exquisite in this town, full of color and flavor, but it is a pity that the two of them have eaten for a long time, and most of them have not moved chopsticks, and at this time they began to speak, and they were not so keen to eat. Cen Kexuan rolled his eyes and looked around, swallowed his saliva, and swallowed all the food, then put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked cautiously: "Or is this someone's private house at all?" I don't think it looks like an inn. ”

On the location, this small courtyard is not far or near, impartial, it is an excellent place to be quiet in the middle of the noisy, on the pattern, although it is not so grandiose and magnificent, but it is still complete, elegant and peaceful, if it is not for the peonies unique here to occupy a bit of gorgeous color, add a touch of charm, it should be a quiet and elegant garden is, horizontally and vertically, this is very different from the people who come and go, the inn that has always been noisy.

This is strange, Dingshui Town is just an unknown town outside Luoyang City, and he is only staying for two days temporarily, so he is too particular about it.

Bai Moyin drank all the wine in his hand, and his eyes fell on Cen Kexuan, she was still wearing the overly gorgeous clothes, and her delicate face was indescribably bright under the candle flame moonlit night, and his eyes became a little deeper.

"This dress flatters you very well." Again, he commented in the same words.

Such a straightforward compliment is really overwhelming, especially from his sweetheart, Cen Kexuan still can't look directly at his gaze, his gaze drifted and fell to the ground a few steps away, a small spider crawled on the fallen leaves, a gust of wind came, it was blown away, in the blink of an eye, he could no longer see its weak figure.

And how can people not be like this, weak as her, maybe a little external predicament can oppress her to leave his world, and from then on there is no connection, and he will not know where she is going.

Since then, the heavens have been divided, even if occasionally ...... Maybe once in a while, you'll think of me......

"I thought you'd like a little plain." After a moment of silence, she finally whispered.

Bai Moyin's gaze rarely circled her again, "Su Se looked a little colder." ”

Cen Kexuan stared at him with wide eyes, "You also know that the plain is cold?" She was puzzled, who loved to wear white all day long? But the eyes of the person in front of him sank, and he clearly understood the meaning of her words, but he didn't intend to explain the meaning, which made Cen Kexuan even more dissatisfied.

Yes, he has always been like this, never explaining his words and deeds to anyone, and he has always been so ignorant of others, so ...... Arrogant and high-minded, those so-called gentleness and politeness are just the surface, in fact, what is the heart, people are separated from the belly, who knows who is thinking something?

"You haven't answered my question yet." She finally had to give up and whispered back to the topic, "Why can't I see others, I guessed correctly?" ”

"I just don't want to be disturbed." He put down his glass and smiled slightly, not shying away from responding.

This is admitted, Cen Kexuan wanted to say something more, just when he reached out and took the wine jug, and was filling the wine glass for the two of them unhurriedly, Cen Kexuan unconsciously looked at it twice, and the moment he raised his wrist, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a little blood on his snow-white sleeve, which was shocking and made her heart tremble suddenly.

This strange look also attracted Bai Moyin's attention, and in just a moment, he understood, but he behaved very calmly and said quietly, "I'll go change my clothes." Then he got up and left, as if he had only soiled his clothes because of the wine on the table.

The night breeze became colder and colder, and the table full of wine and food gradually faded from the heat, and the thin girl sat on the stone table with her back straight, her hands on her legs, sometimes relaxed, sometimes clenched, and she looked more and more overwhelmed. Nervous, apprehensive, I don't know why, I stirred my fingers repeatedly, and I began to panic for no reason, the more panicked, the more I couldn't hold my breath, how long had he gone? Why haven't you come back?

Finally, she stood up suddenly, and at the same time, the door in front of her opened.

Under the eaves, Bai Moyin leaned against the door, his long figure was familiar and unfamiliar, his face was immersed in the moonlight and darkness, blurred and indistinguishable, only the white clothes were as light as moonlight. It's just that thinking of the red that Fang just glimpsed, Cen Kexuan always had a panic in his heart that couldn't be dispersed, he couldn't sit or stand alone, and finally he had to say softly: "Why is it so long?" ”

He did stay in the house for a long time, leaning his back against the door, extinguishing the candles, being silent for a long time, he thought a lot, but none of them could be told to others, many things could only be buried in his own heart, the deeper he pressed, the more he could not speak, so little by little, he isolated himself from everyone, like a pine and cypress isolated on a snow-capped mountain, bearing all the cold wind and cold alone.

No one understands, no one shares, this is something he has long understood, and from the moment he makes his choice, he is doomed to loneliness and silence, no matter who he is facing.

didn't get an answer, Cen Kexuan didn't get angry, carefully figured out his mood, probably didn't want others to ask too much, she said again: "The dishes are cold, I'm full, what about you?" ”

The figure under the eaves, as if all the outlines had been blurred by the night, she heard him whisper, "I'm full, too." ”

Cen Kexuan couldn't afford to stick to him cheekily anymore, "That, why don't I go back and rest first?" As he spoke, he hesitated for a moment, and then planned to go back to the house first.

Just when he raised his leg to leave, he saw him slowly stretch out his hand, which was slender and distinct, and because of the action of raising his hand, the wide cuffs slipped back two inches, and his white palm spread out not far away.

"Come to me." His voice was hoarse as if it was covered with a veil, and the clear spring like a mountain stream gradually flowed into a deep pool, and there was no longer a trace of waves.

"Plop plop." Something was jumping out of her chest.

"Come here, come to me." He said again, the moonlight hit his face, making his voice take on a touch of unreality, Cen Kexuan's feet moved for some reason, stepped forward step by step, reached out on his outstretched palm, he closed his palm and held her hand, led by his strength to bypass the gentle steps, and the familiar temperature of his hand was passed on, "You ......"

He pulled her to find a place to sit down, and the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, like close friends for many years, or lovers who knew each other, looking at the same bright moon under the eaves.

"Talk to me for a while." He whispered.