The gentle night breeze quietly burrowed into the bedroom, shaking the candle flame in the lacquered wood carved cage, Luo Zhiqiu, who was intoxicated with the scrolls, raised his head and rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, but saw that the mother and son of Jinyu on the couch had already fallen asleep.

With a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, Luo Zhiqiu walked to the couch with light steps, picked up the child, and carefully put it back into the cradle next to him. Turning back, she carefully covered a thin veil with the golden jade, and her hand couldn't help caressing her sleeping face, and the pleasant color of her handsome face became more and more brilliant.

The wife is on the side, the children and grandchildren are around the knees, life is nothing more than this; In the dead of night, Luo Zhiqiu's heart became clearer and clearer, and his current life was the best time in his life.

Maybe it was not easy to be happy, and suddenly there was a hint of uneasiness in his heart, Luo Zhiqiu seemed to remember something, and looked at the night outside the window for a while, then got up and walked out of the room.

Out of the bedroom, the floating night breeze brought a hint of coolness, and Luo Zhiqiu couldn't help but tighten the coat on his shoulders. Shuttling through the winding corridors, dyed with fine starlight, Luo Zhiqiu's eyes were always locked on the terrace hidden in the darkness in the distance.

In the center of the terrace is a centenarian locust tree, and the locust flowers bloom like snow, and the fragrance is overflowing. At this time, Luo Zhiqiu, who got off the covered bridge, slowed down his pace and walked in the bluestone path covered with acacia flowers into a snow blanket; Leisurely walking around the terrace, Luo Zhiqiu stood with his back under the locust tree, his eyes as clear as water.

"I know you're here, can you show up?"

A light word gently broke the silence in the terrace. The locust flowers are falling slowly. Sprinkled with a poignant rain of flowers, Luo Zhiqiu stood quietly in place like a lonely crane, waiting for someone to respond to his words.

"Can't sleep? It turns out that you have troubles too. ”

I thought it was just Luo Zhiqiu's words for a while. I didn't want to hear a sudden response from the terrace, like a ripple on a calm lake.

"Life is a world of more hardships and less joys, who doesn't have a little trouble?"

Replying lightly, Luo Zhiqiu looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a man sitting on a branch of the locust tree, leaning against the thick trunk, drinking the wine in the gourd and quietly looking up at the starry sky.

"Futu. You seem to be no less troubled than I am right now. ”

Luo Zhiqiu and Futu have known each other for nearly ten years, and their relationship is said to be friends, and they seem to be less intimate; Say it's the enemy. But he never disturbed Luo Zhiqiu's life. Once or twice a year, Futu would sneak into Luo Zhiqiu's mansion and visit this old man, who was neither friend nor foe.

"My time is precious, and I have the leisure to be sad here. It's better to take practical actions to get rid of the trouble. "Homeopathic. Futu sent wine to his mouth, and immediately threw the wine gourd to Luo Zhiqiu under the tree: "Congratulations to Lin'er, this wine is my gift to you, the 'hibiscus death' of Qinghe Town." ”

Fleur?! The heart was slightly shocked, and Luo Zhiqiu showed a shallow smile on his face.

"Thank you, it turns out that you still remember me thinking about this 'Hibiscus Death'."

Unscrewed the mouth of the gourd, Luo Zhiqiu sent a mouthful of hibiscus into his mouth, the mellow and familiar taste. Immediately blushed his cheeks.

"Good wine!"

The floating slaughter on the tree did not gnaw, and Luo Zhiqiu also understood that he had always been cold. Moody, I didn't have much hope that he would respond.

After tasting it, Luo Zhiqiu put away the pot of hibiscus sent by Futu and asked him softly.

"You came to Lin'an this time, it won't be as simple as congratulating me on the joy of having a son, right?"

"What do you want to ask, Luo Zhiqiu."

With a deep voice, the previous harmony was suddenly broken, and Luo Zhiqiu did not have much fear, and said lightly.

"There are friends from afar, and they don't say it. You sincerely came to congratulate me, I naturally care about my friend's greetings, and I have nothing else to do. ”

"I'm a person in the rivers and lakes, and I'm used to fighting and killing, licking blood from the knife, and knowing too much about my affairs is harmful to you. You and I are only suitable for drinking and enjoying the scenery like this, which is a blessing for you and me. ”

Not asking about the past, not asking about the present, and not asking about the future, is the original intention of getting acquainted with Futu at the beginning. He was willing to say that Luo Zhiqiu was naturally willing to listen, and this way of getting along with each other had made Luo Zhiqiu know very little about Futu over the years. It's just that right and wrong are in front of him right now, and Futu seems to be threatening his loved ones, so Luo Zhiqiu naturally can't stand idly by.

"You're obviously tired of this life of fighting and killing, why do you continue to sink into the whirlpool of non-slaughter? Futu, with your ability, it is not difficult to get out of it. ”

"No one can change what I want to do. Luo Zhiqiu, just live your own life; It's not easy to be peaceful, don't be stupid with brain fever, and do things that you can't regret. ”

The coolness of the night breeze inexplicably dyed Luo Zhiqiu's face with a cold color, and the old things from eight years ago suddenly ghostly came to his heart, making him a little panicked.

Futu's words are both persuasion and warning.

"Luo Zhiqiu, whom I admire, seems to have been immersed in the world for a long time, and it is difficult to get rid of it."

"There are still many mundane things in the world, I am just an ordinary ordinary person, and it is natural that it is difficult to be free and easy. But you are different, Futu, you can completely leave behind the so-called 'rivers and lakes' and pursue the life you want. I hope to meet you every year, a pot of wine, a song of flute, and a happy wine. ”

After finishing speaking, the atmosphere suddenly stopped, only to hear the canopy of the locust tree rustling by the wind, and the flowers between the two people who were quietly opposite each other fell like snow, and the sadness floated between the faint and faint.

"Year after year, remember my warning, don't get involved in right and wrong about me, I have never been merciful to my enemies."

"I remember your words. However, when you and I met in Yutan Mountain many years ago, I gave you a word, and now Zhiqiu is still this sentence: The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back. Futu, you are doing it yourself. ”

"The shore is reserved for the weak, and I will swim to the end."

Suddenly, a black shadow was like a black dragon soaring into the sky, breaking through the canopy and disappearing into the vast night; The stirring rain in the sky, Luo Zhiqiu, who was standing quietly under the trees, and the road ahead was vast and snowy, who could live right and wrong without being dirty?

I had an old dream, and when Zhu Xi felt that he was about to die, this dream suddenly came to an end.

Opening his eyes in vain, the unfamiliar environment and swollen head made Zhu Xishi unable to tell where he was, his hand moved subconsciously, and a crisp bell sounded in his ears.

Don't look over your head hard, and when you look at Zhu Xi for a long time, you realize that you have a chain on your wrist! Suddenly, a panic spread in my heart, haven't I woken up from my dream?! But at this time, the feeling of soreness and weakness was too real, so she had to worry about whether her current situation was a dream or reality, but when she opened her mouth, her dumb throat couldn't make a sound.

I don't have the strength, it's as uncomfortable as a skinache! (To be continued......)