The solar terms before the end of autumn and winter are the most refreshing and pleasant, the girls are discussing new embroidery patterns everywhere, the cloth mill is busy making winter clothes, the tavern wants to make wine and seal the altar, and the capital is full of the fragrance of wine.

The Hansi Festival is approaching, the farmland has just stopped, the flower masters who pick flowers are also idle, the teahouse chess club has become very lively, and the people gather and chat, as big as the family and the country, and as small as the neighborhood chicken feathers, this year's topics are more than in previous years. First of all, Minghai changed again, and then Dingyun County, Yinzhou was banned by the whole city, and then the land of Chenzhou Changxin moved, with tens of thousands of dead and wounded, and some people gambled with their lives, and when the earth moved, he really saw a huge demon beast, and compared to these, the most widespread and terrifying was the fire in Kunlun.

The fire started from Xunmeng Mountain, burned to the water of the red crocodile in the north, burned to the city of Wuzheng in the east, and burned not an inch of grass in the southern wilderness, and it was all black and scorched earth at a glance. What is terrifying is that more than 1,000 demons and ghosts rushed out of the flames, and dozens of villages with vigorous people were turned to death by them, and went south along the official road of Xuanyuan, biting the living all the way, digging out bones and sucking marrow, brutal and bloody.

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There are various theories about how the fire burned, some say that the medicine boy accidentally picked precious herbs, which angered the guards and ghosts, and some say that the child was naughty and lit a mountain fire, and the autumn was dry and out of control. The most convincing theory is that Kunlun suffered a catastrophe and the fierce god came to the world, because before the fire, the entire Yunzhou shook for three days in a row, and the dust covered the sky and did not see the light of day.

Under these terrible rumors, the death of the second young lady of the Yang family seemed so insignificant.

Two years ago, in September, she got married. Envy the world, each with good words. In September this year, she died in the southern suburbs of Shengdu. The Yang family hung silk draped cloth, and the long queue of funerals was Haohao soup, from Qinglong District to Xuanwu District, and then stepped out of Chang'an Gate, all the way was quiet and silent, no dark paper, and no suona. The coffin was finally buried in the ancestral land of the Yang family.

Winter is coming soon, and unlike previous years, snowflakes are falling in Xuancheng at the end of October. Heavy snow covered the entire city.

Liuqing Lake is frosty, a restaurant by the lake is cold and cold, Mr. Hu, who is handsome, gently shakes the folding fan and looks out the window at the winter snow: "The idle car is quiet in front of the horse." Poor Hongru is on fire. Leave Xuancheng rain with hatred. Disappeared and nowhere to be found. ”

The porter who had just entered the lobby shook off a few dollars behind the door and shouted: "Lao Hu, what are you reading, the last time Qinghan hadn't finished talking about the wind and moon, right?" ”

Mr. Hu closed the fan and threw it on the case: "There are few people today, so I won't talk about it." ”

The porter had long been accustomed to his strange temper, leaned his shoulder against the table, and turned to the man: "Warm the pot of rice wine, and then fold broad beans!" ”

A cold wind blew. He shuddered, turning to the window. Two sparse and messy eyebrows suddenly raised high.

There was a thin man in white sitting by the window, his black satin hair hanging down his straight back to the ground, he looked out the window quietly, and his face was handsome and unparalleled with his head slightly tilted.

Outside the window is the huge mirror lake, sparsely populated by the lake, children who are not afraid of the cold are frolicking in the snow, several vendors are chatting next to each other, and the soup boiling on the stalls is steaming.

The porter cried, "Hey! If you sit by the window, close the window! ”

The man was slightly stunned, and his memory suddenly drifted out a long way, and on a rainy day many years ago, it seemed that someone had drunk it like this.

He looked at a table of pastries, and a crisp and beautiful voice floated from the depths of his memory: "...... If the stomach is broken, dig it out and throw it away, and then grow a good one. ”

Seeing that he had not moved for a long time, and when the porter was annoyed and was about to look for him, the man raised his arm and closed the window.

The snow scene is gone, and Mr. Hu sighs lightly: "Usually there is a light snow before and after Laba, but this year it is strange." ”

"What's wrong now?" A middle-aged man dressed as a literati sitting at the bottom of the wooden ladder shouted, "What do you mean by those two headless sentences that Brother Hu just read?" ”

Mr. Hu looked at the folding fan for a while, and said lightly: "I just heard that an old man died in September, but the news of his death has only come now. ”

The man in white by the window looked at him.

The middle-aged man said, "Brother Hu mourns." ”

"She was also in the snow when she came." Mr. Hu looked at the window lattice of the hoarfrost, "excited, happy, but after entering the house, she quietly picked a place near the lake, and then she often came to it, and liked to listen, and every time she had to call for a pot of tea and a few plates of pastries." ”

"A woman?"

"Yes," Mr. Hu fell into reminiscence, "there is no Qianjiao hibiscus face, and there is no stunning Gai Shihua, but his eyes are bright, and they should be separated from Bai Xuesai." ”

"How old?"

"Double decade."

"It's a pity, that's too young!"

The man in white had slightly red eyes, picked up a honey bean cake with an expressionless face, took a bite lightly, and then took a sip of flower tea.

"Big brother." A childish child's voice suddenly sounded.

The man in white turned around, and the little boy stood beside him dirty, skinny, staring at the pastry in his hand.

"Want to eat?"

"Hmmm......"

"Why are you running here?" The guy hurriedly came and said apologetically, "Don't be surprised, the little ones look at these few called Hanako, so let them go over there to hide from the wind and snow, and I'll take ......"

"Let him sit."

The little boy cheered and jumped happily from the buddy's arms, the guy was stunned, and the man in white took out a few coins of silver, and said lightly: "Give them some hot soup and food." ”

"Thank you, brother!" The little boy climbed on the stool opposite: "My name is Pingsheng, what is my brother's name?" ”

"Flowers and snow."

"Oh, that brother......"

"Shut up."

The little boy was stunned.

Hua Xixue chewed elegantly, her face was pale and waveless, and her beautiful eyes looked at the honey bean cake, and she didn't know where it fell.

The little boy hung his head, and he picked up a pastry with the courage to lift his eyelids and carefully look at the flowers and snow on the other side.

After a long time, he whispered: "I haven't seen my brother in Xuancheng, where did my brother ......come from?"

"Lingbei."

The little boy's eyes widened: "So far! ”

"Hmm."

"Are you homesick?"

"I'm used to it."

"Then your father ...... mother"

Hua Xixue said lightly: "My mother thinks about eating all day long, and she hasn't cared about me since she was a child." Later, he was killed for eating and stealing, and my father and my eldest brother with a group of subordinates are still busy killing chickens everywhere. ”

The little boy's brain made up, and his mouth was half open: "Huh? ”

"For a long time after my mother died, I didn't dare touch the chicken legs. My father saw that I was hungry and skinny, and finally told me the names of the flowers and plants I liked to eat when I was a child, and I found this. ”

The little boy was dumbfounded.

"Shame on you?" Hua Xixue looked at him.

The little boy shook his head when he heard a story that was stranger than what Mr. Hu said: "It's interesting." ”

Hua Xixue didn't speak again.

The little boy asked again, "Is my brother waiting for someone, why did he order so much food?" ”

After being quiet for a long time, Hua Xixue said in a low voice: "I have a friend who likes to listen to interesting stories the most." ”

The little boy didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

Hua Xixue looked at the table full of pastries: "These are what my friends like to eat." ”

"Ahh The little boy was startled. The dirty hand shrunk into the sleeve of his coat: "Then I'll eat it, will he be ...... when he comes?"

"She even robbed beggars of money, and she dared to dislike this."

The little boy was shocked again: "He's a robber?" ”

"She won't be able to come." Hua Xixue said lightly. "She's dead."

The little boy was completely stupid: "I, I ate something from a dead man?!" Why didn't you say it earlier, would I have been approached by him?! ”

Hua Xixue paused slightly, and her voice was a little bitter: "I hope she can come to you." ”

"Poof!"

The little boy stood on tiptoe on the ground. Fell off the stool.

Everyone looked over. The little boy got up crampedly from the ground, and did not know what to do, so he saw Hua Xixue push the table and get up, put down a piece of silver and turned to leave.

Pushing the door out, the north wind was whistling, the snow was all over the sky, and he was dressed in white and light robes, walking slowly along the lake embankment alone. Stop in front of a stone staircase and raise your eyebrows to look at the cold and deserted stone bridge in the distance.

He wasn't supposed to be here. Should stay on the mountain to accompany her master, the already desperate old man completely collapsed, and now he is looking all over the mountain, shouting the name of his apprentice stupidly.

But the feelings he is used to suppressing also need to be vented, and he doesn't dare to show it in front of people, so he can only come here quietly.

The sky and the earth are the same color, the snow and fog are rolling in the vast sky, the wind sweeps across thousands of alleys and streets, the world is depressed, and the city is full of frost.

It was here that he had been thinking about it for so long, and for the first time he was really acquainted with her.

The first time he saw outside the Peony Cliff, the mouthful of blood he drank was destined to be a Gu that he would be difficult to quit in this life.

Because of the sweetness that he never forgot, he inquired about her origins, secretly observed her mannerisms, and forced himself to change his posture, expression and tone.

Finally, by the lake, he saved her.

On that day, the lake was pure and green, and the lakeside was full of flowers, and she climbed up to the opposite shore wetly, and the two women beside her were wringing the water in their clothes, but she laughed happily at him.

The first time he saw that kind of smile, a little silly, a little silly, but full of aura and cunning, accompanied by white wind and clear water, straight into his heart.

No one knew he liked her.

How he completely fell into it, he himself didn't know, maybe it was her tenacious mind that went to the soup for her friend without complaint, maybe it was her helpless but stubborn eyes after he captured her, or maybe it was the faint sentence "people like me" in her mouth.

"People like me are short-lived, I've seen it a long time ago."

"People like me are stupid and stupid, and they can only learn this kind of rote witchcraft."

"People like me don't even have scars, what's so distressing."

……

This feeling was unconscious, and before he had time to resist, he was already deeply rooted in his heart, and the impulsive kiss when the Taiyi Polar Array Cave collapsed made him completely unable to extricate himself.

He wanted to see her so strongly, his heart would beat fast because of her gaze, he would deliberately pay attention to the sweet soup on the street, and he would inadvertently pass by her door...... But he clearly understands that he can only forget or hide this feeling, because of the huge disparity between shemales, because she is very loyal to her feelings, and her clear and smart eyes will never notice the second man.

So he could only watch, watching her smile like a flower because of that man, looking at her expectant eyes when she waited for her sweetheart, watching her come back from death and marry that man, double shadows.

The boy Dan's heart is red, he also wants to hold her when she is sad and crying, accompany her to take revenge, and share the bitterness and joy with her, he feels so sorry for what she has experienced, he will spoil her to the extreme like that man, and no longer allow others to bully her.

But the only thing he could do was pretend to pass by, pretending to glance at her casually.

The children stopped playing and looked at the man by the lake.

The cold wind blew the low-hanging willow branches, and he stood slender and straight, his snow-white complexion shining and clear in the wind and snow.

A girl plucked up the courage to step forward: "Big brother, what's wrong with you, will it be cold if you wear so little?" ”

"Go away."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, timidly looked back at her companion, and a boy with clear eyebrows said: "Brother, my mother said that good-looking people can't be sad, otherwise they will become ugly, and they will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Before the words fell, the little girl covered her mouth and whispered: "Ah, he cried!" ”

Tears rolled down her handsome and flawless cheeks, and Hua Xixue's sword eyebrows tightened.

The little boy hurriedly said, "Big brother, don't cry!" ”

But he hung his head and wept more and more bitterly.

All the children were stunned.

He stood by the lake like this, his shoulders trembling slightly, and he cried in a low voice: "Wild monkey ......" The fairy robe in white clothes and a green silk hair flew wantonly in the wind and snow, and the children stared at him blankly, and no longer made a sound. (To be continued......)

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