In the early morning, when the sky was just bright, the sky around Qingyun Mountain was covered with dark clouds, and soon raindrops fell. The rain grew from small to heavy, and soon the heavens and the earth became gray, and the sound of the rain was everywhere, shrouding the towering mountains in a cloud of mist, which seemed hazy and mysterious.

The sound of rain hitting the emerald green bamboo leaves seems to have not changed for thousands of years, and it will always seem very lonely on Qingyun Mountain. From the moss-covered roof of the roof, which extends out from the mossy roof, the water droplets turn into a curtain of water from the ticking room, and the wisps fall like pearls and fall on the bluestone-paved ground, splashing water particles like pearl crumbs.

There is wind in the rain, blowing in the rain flowers one after another, with a touch of moisture and rain powder, wandering between the windowsills, as if they are also nostalgic for something.

Lu Xueqi stood in front of the window, looking at the misty rain and mountains outside the window, endlessly, in such a cold time, it seemed that only the sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves in the distance echoed in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

The breeze passed, the dark hair on her sideburns fluttered gently, and the feeling of rain powder brushing her face seemed to be a burst of coldness into her skin. She pursed her lips lightly, holding her hand on the windowsill, and the sound of the rain sounded far and near, but in the end it seemed to fall deep in her heart.

I just don't know, are there any ripples?

Footsteps sounded outside the house, someone knocked lightly on the door, Lu Xueqi looked back silently, quietly came back from the misty smoke and rain, walked over and opened the door, and standing outside the door was senior sister Wen Min.

Lu Xueqi smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth and said, "Senior sister." ”

Wen Min looked at her ruddy face, frowned, and walked in, Lu Xueqi immediately closed the door, and the two sat down in the simple room. Wen Min first looked at the bed, but saw that the bedding on the bed was neat, sighed, and said, "Didn't you sleep last night?" ”

Lu Xueqi said quietly: "I can't sleep." ”

Wen Min looked at Lu Xueqi, and felt a slight tingling in her heart, she entered Xiaozhufeng earlier than Lu Xueqi, and she has always been a good friend, with Lu Xueqi's lofty and arrogant personality, in addition to her mentor Shui Yue, only Wen Min is the best with her on weekdays, and she can say a few words. Recently, Lu Xueqi has been in constant trouble, and Wen Min is also quite anxious in her eyes when she looks at it from the sidelines, but although she is empty, she still has nothing to do, so she has to watch Lu Xueqi and the master and the elders of Qingyunmen get more and more stiff.

There was some silence in the room for a while, and Wen Min didn't know what to say, but after a while, Lu Xueqi opened her mouth and said softly: "Senior sister, congratulations." ”

Wen Min was stunned and said, "What? ”

Lu Xueqi said: "I heard that a few days ago, Uncle Tian and Uncle Su Ru of Dazhufeng personally brought Senior Brother Song Daren and Song to propose marriage. ”

Wen Min's face was blushing, but he still said, "Alas...... That, that's nothing, and besides, I'm already ...... with that wooden gada."

Having said that, Wen Min was as thin as a mosquito in the end, and obviously he couldn't go on anymore.

Lu Xueqi nodded and said, "Then congratulations to Senior Sister, I will give Senior Sister a generous gift on the wedding day." ”

Wen Min smiled, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, those are secondary, but there is no progress between you and Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Sister?" ”

Lu Xueqi's face turned pale and she was silent.

Wen Min pondered for a long time and said, "Senior sister, I know a little bit about your thoughts, but it is never a way for you to go on like this, and happiness is always in your own hands." ”

There was silence for a long time in the middle of the room, and the sound of rain outside the window was lonely.

Finally, Wen Min still said in a low voice: "Although the sect leader of the Ghost King Sect, Baguio, is your lifelong enemy of Senior Sister Lu, but it does not prevent you from marrying Senior Brother Jiang, so it is still ...... for Senior Sister to come to see you."

"I know." This cold and beautiful woman, in this smoke and rain, said softly: "But this is a hurdle in my heart, if it passes, maybe I can break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop, but if I can't pass it, I don't feel qualified to be with the rainy night." ”

Her voice suddenly choked a little, Wen Min stood up, and was about to go up to comfort her, but Lu Xueqi suddenly turned around, and her white clothes fluttered between the turns, like a lonely cloud.

There seemed to be water droplets in the corners of her eyes, crystal clear and clear, with a trace of poignancy that she had never had, and said, "Senior sister, in fact, I know everything, but I just can't cross it." Even though I have been firm countless times, I still can't escape from that entanglement after all. ”

Lu Xueqi stopped suddenly, her expression was so excited that Wen Min was a little worried, but Lu Xueqi quickly calmed down, only in her eyes, there was still that sadness: "Maybe she is the magic obstacle of my life." ”

She looked at Wen Min silently, and then her expression gradually became fragile, as if her body began to tremble slightly, and said, "Senior sister, I, what happened to me, what happened to me, what happened to me?" She suddenly threw herself into Wen Min's arms, Wen Min hugged her shoulders, only to feel that her thin body was trembling slightly, and her low voice came from her ears.

Wen Min was silent, hugging Lu Xueqi, who had never been so fragile, this cold woman who was once tall and arrogant, but at the moment she seemed to be the most troublesome person in the world.

……

Silence covered everything again, the sound of rain outside the window was rushing, and there seemed to be a low choking sound in the wind. Outside the hut, at the edge of the bamboo forest, Master Shuiyue stood silently, holding an oilcloth green umbrella in his hand, looking at the house in the wind and rain in a daze.

Then, she slowly turned away and disappeared into the bamboo forest.