At night, the old man entered the yurt: "Friends, come out and dine with us, I roasted the sheep today." ”

The four of them came out of the yurt with the old man, only to see that in front of the sheep in an open playground, a roast sheep was erected, and the bonfire under the roast sheep was burning hotly, and a little grease fell on the sheep's body, falling on the flames, making a squeaking sound.

The old man's son and his friend were playing the horse-head fiddle and singing Mongolian songs that they did not understand. Several women and children were giggling on the sidelines.

The old man took out his knife, cut off a large plate of mutton for the four of them, and took out a few bags of mare's milk wine, and ate and drank with them.

Lin Yuanchen and Feng Ruohong, while eating mutton, drank mare's milk wine, looked at the bonfire in front of them, talked softly to each other, their eyes were full of light and shadow, occasionally looked at each other, occasionally smiled and bowed their heads, and unconsciously both of them drank too much, but they fell drunk on the grassland.

Lin Yuanchen pointed to a bright star in the sky and said to Feng Ruohong: "Feng Ruohong, your family lives there." You take me to fly up......" he said, burping a wine that exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

"Lin Yuanchen, whenever you want to go, I, I'll take you there." Feng Ruohong looked at the starry sky, and his eyes were full of drunkenness.

After looking at the stars for a while and talking for a while, the stamina of this wine slowly came up. Lin Yuanchen only felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, and there was a raging fire rolling in his chest.

Involuntarily, a slender jade hand touched Feng Ruohong's face, and Feng Ruohong turned over and stared at Lin Yuanchen fixedly.

Lin Yuanchen was drunk, and when he saw this look, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

"The wind is like a Hong...... Feng Ruohong......" She whispered Feng Ruohong's name, her head and neck stretched out, grinding against Feng Ruohong's cheeks.

The two hugged each other, their necks were entangled, and the more they struggled, the more hot and uneasy they became.

Feng Ruohong supported the last shred of reason and said, "Lin Yuanchen, we, we should go back." ”

Lin Yuanchen was already drunk, constantly calling his name in his mouth, turned his head, and bit Feng Ruohong's lip, at this time, Feng Ruohong lost the last trace of reason and kissed him hard.

The two hugged each other tightly and kissed each other passionately, Feng Ruohong panted heavily, his tall body pressed Lin Yuanchen low, unbuttoned Lin Yuanchen's neckline with one hand, and sucked down. The other hand reached into Lin Yuanchen's shirt and rubbed against her chest.

"The wind is like a Hong...... Hmm......" Lin Yuanchen let out a delicate moan, and when he heard this moan, Feng Ruohong sucked harder on Lin Yuanchen's skin.

Ruzhen on the side glanced at Zhang Shaotong: "Don't you care about the two of them?" ”

Zhang Shaotong turned his back and couldn't see his expression: "I can manage it once, but I can't manage it a second time, if they are not affectionate, how can they do it again and again?" ”

"Drunk and disorderly, Chen Yuji will regret it, don't you care?"

"If it's ruthless, it's not necessarily chaotic!"

Ruzhen flicked his sleeves: "You don't care about me!" Shaotong, I don't want to regret it to you! Walking directly in front of Feng Ruohong, a cold and biting wind came out of his hand, "Yuluan, wake up!" ”

Zhang Shaotong did nothing with his back on his back, but his hands were clenched tightly, his nails penetrated deep into his skin, and even the bones of his hands clicked.

Feng Ruohong was blown by this cold wind, sobered up a little, looked at the person in front of him, and for a moment his blood surged. Ruzhen slapped Feng Ruohong's head again: "Yuluan, wake up!" ”

With this beat, the sound of vibration penetrated deeply into Feng Ruohong's soul, and a pain arose in his soul, and he woke up completely.

"Really? What am I doing? Feng Ruohong turned over, sat on his back on the turf, looked up at the stars in the sky, and shook his head, "Ruzhen, fortunately you woke me up." Gradually, a dull headache developed.

The night of the grassland was surprisingly cold, and the two of them lay on the grassland all night, Feng Ruohong no longer dared to look at Lin Yuanchen, but stared at the starry sky in a daze until he fell asleep.

At dawn, he was woken up by Lin Yuanchen.

"Feng Ruohong, look, the sun is about to rise."

Following Lin Yuanchen's fingers, Feng Ruohong looked to the extreme east of the grassland, only to see how wide the ground is, how high the sky is, in the first line of heaven and earth, there is a reckless and boundless grass, in the most top-notch layer of grass, a line of fiery red glow, this glow is like a sharp blade, with a strong penetrating power, radiating at the bottom of the eyes, this line of red clouds is like a mountain fire, slowly, above the turf, there is a red cloud, this cloud instantly fills the entire heaven and earth, like a firebird that spreads its wings and swoops down.

Lin Yuanchen stared blankly at the sunrise in the east, and his heart was shocked: "This is what Master said, heaven and earth are only in one line?" This line seems to have an unshakable power that can penetrate all ......"

"Could it be that what Master is looking for is to ignore all the things on the side, the things on the side, the unshakable line? What is Master looking for, is there a line that will never change? Never change...... The relationship will never change, Master, he is really a lonely person to the end! ”

Feng Ruohong didn't know what she was thinking at this time, thinking that she was distracted by the sunrise for a while: "Shall we go horseback riding?" ”

Lin Yuanchen turned his head: "Horseback riding?" All right! ”

The two led a jujube horse from the side of a yurt, and Feng Ruohong helped Lin Yuanchen to get on the horse: "You grab the saddle, don't move the reins, I'm coming up." Turning over and jumping, he got on the horse's back, sat behind Lin Yuanchen, pulled up the reins of the horse, twitched to the side, and the red horse circled to the side, and galloped away on the grassland.

Lin Yuanchen had never galloped on a horse, and at this time he couldn't stop laughing: "Hahaha, Feng Ruohong, can you be faster?" ”

Feng Ruohong took off the whip hanging from the saddle and pumped it back, and the horse galloped a little faster.

The horses went all the way east, chasing the fiery red clouds on the horizon, but they didn't see that behind them, a dark cloud was pressing down from the sky.

I don't know how long I ran, but gradually raindrops fell on my body.

"It's raining, are we going back?" Lin Yuanchen spread out his palm, caught a few drops of rain, and stroked Feng Ruohong's forehead and asked.

"Go back then?" Feng Ruohong pulled the reins, and the horse turned around and was about to go back and forth.

At this time, two figures floated out of the dark clouds on the horizon.

"Feng Yuluan, you can't go back!"

Feng Ruohong suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse and looked up at the two.

"Lin Yuanchen, these two people are bad people, I'll drag the two of them here, and you can ride back by yourself, okay?" (To be continued.) )