Smoke clouds and sun and moon, pink spring and autumn, low eyebrows and raised eyebrows, green time, silent ancient ink.

Lingling held the umbrella of the ink painting and handed it to Yuxi, who was drenched in rain by the river.

Yuxi got up and went straight to the sails in the river.

Floating in the air, "The willows on the branches blow less, and there is no grass at the end of the world!" ”

Lingling jumped before she reached the sailboat, "The laughter gradually faded into silence, and the amorous but was ruthlessly annoyed." ”

Yuxi paused in the air, her long flowing hair, rippling in the wind, and her red clothes were like blood, swaying and dancing.

Yuxi dragonfly water swims on the river water, the bright moon and frost day, the good wind is like water, the intoxicating sobriety, so clear.

Looking at Jiang Tao at night, Lingling smiled heartily again.

"Yuxi, where are you going to flee to?"

"Escape to a place you can't find."

"There's no place in the world that I can't find."

"Then I'll run away from this world."

"Either way, I can find you, believe it or not?"

"Lingling, you're too arrogant."

"It's self-confidence! Although you are gifted, you can't match my ability. ”

"I can't afford to mess with you, I can't hide yet?"

"By the way, I've been chasing me for so long, and you haven't even looked at me directly, how do you know that you won't like me?"

"You also know that I don't even look at you, so you're still chasing. I didn't see you being so shameless. ”

"If you say so, then I'll be ashamed."

Lingling light yì caught up with Yuxi.

Yuxi accelerated, secretly frightened, these days when she was chased by Lingling, her light skills were even better, and finally she came to a conclusion that he was chasing too hard, and his skills were forced to improve.

Ink painting umbrellas float down from the sky, and the calm river is full of beautiful scenery.

"Life is a lover, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."

Lingling woke up from the memory, "Maybe there is a past, maybe only in the memory, I can see you again." The red dust is like mud, and I meet you in the deepest red dust. In the light breeze and clouds, I left in a hurry. Maybe I'm still me, maybe you're still you, maybe one day, in the red dust of troubled times, you can still smell each other's breath. At that time, I promised you to indulge in the most fireworks of the world, and, no more, to speak lightly of separation. ”

This text of Bai Luomei seems to be a poem but not a poem, and it seems to be a word but not a word.

But it was just right, Lingling smelled the breath of the breeze and faintly recalled the traces of the past.

"Awake again?"

Old Mr. Ouyang's voice came, and Lingling took two bottles of wine, "Drink with me?" ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

On the rooftop, an old man and a young man looked at the bright moon and drank to each other.

"You've had a lot of drinks today."

Old Mr. Ouyang spoke lightly.

"Xinuo's mother's festival, I drank a little too much."

Lingling said.

Old Mr. Ouyang frowned slightly, "Really?" ”

"And my mother's sacrifice day."

Lingling exhaled and took a sip.

"You woke up 3 times tonight!"

Old Mr. Ouyang's affirmative tone.

"Well, I can't hide it from you, I dreamed of her."

Another sip of wine.

"It seems that the progress is not going well!"

Old Mr. Ouyang clinked glasses with Lingling.

"It's not smooth."

Lingling was helpless.

"What are you going to do?"

Mr. Ouyang asked.

"What do you say?"

Lingling's eyes were like stars, "Don't talk about me, let's talk about Xinuo." ”

Lingling turned his head to look at Mr. Ouyang, he was stunned, "What are you talking about him?" ”

Old Mr. Ouyang kept his composure.

"If you don't talk about him, you can talk about Xining."

Lingling seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Old Mr. Ouyang couldn't understand him, and Lingling spoke again, "It's okay not to talk about Xining, let's talk about you." ”

Lingling is full of heart.

Mr. Ouyang said indifferently, "What are you talking about me?" ”

"I've told you everything about me from the beginning, and you still won't reveal a thing?"

Lingling stared at him with a frown.

"What do you want to know?"

"All!"

"It's not time yet."

Mr. Ouyang said decisively, there is no room for negotiation.

"Do you still want my help, do you really want that?"

Lingling pressed.

"Give me some time, I need to tidy up."

Mr. Ouyang replied.

"When?"

"This..."

The words are not finished yet.

Lingling stepped forward and sealed his mouth, signaling him with his eyes, and there was a sound, "Meow"

A black cat slipped lazily by.

"This matter, I'll talk about it later, the home is not safe, and the partition wall has ears."

Lingling said to Mr. Ouyang.

After all, there are still Mrs. Wang and his two precious sons who want to kill him.

Boss Ouyang finally breathed a sigh of relief!