When Zhiying came in, he saw such a scene: a beautiful woman lying on the table sleeping soundly, holding a folding fan in her hand, the folding fan is exquisitely made, the beauty on the fan is lifelike, and the beauty on the picture and the sleeping beauty contrast with each other. Zhiying felt that she should draw a "picture of a beautiful woman sleeping soundly", which would attract people to imitate it after a few years.

He Ling noticed that someone was coming, moved his ears, and dimly found that it was Zhiying, and immediately sat up. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "How's it going, is there still no news?"

Zhiying neither nodded nor shook his head, He Ling knew something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "What's wrong, something happened?"

Holding her chin, she said helplessly, "We're in trouble again." ”

He Ling was not as nervous as before, and she said in an almost casual tone: "Oh, we are always in trouble anyway. ”

Isn't it, Zhiying sighed in his heart. The two of them were silent for a moment, and only the sound of lights bursting in the room remained.

In the dead of night, it can always evoke the deepest secrets of people's hearts. Zhiying remembered that when she was a child, she was probably seven or eight years old, and her favorite person was the elder brother, and the young man's festival was very different from now. At that time, although he also respected his teachers and loved his fellow disciples, he occasionally liked to play pranks, but no one found out, only as if it was done by other fellow disciples, young boys and girls did not agree with each other, and when it was difficult to give up, Zhijie snickered on the side, and then admonished them as a senior brother. At first, she felt that the senior brother was so powerful, as long as he spoke, other fellow disciples did not dare to speak, it was simply the second master, and later she learned that the original senior brother also likes to play tricks on people, and also played tricks unexpectedly, she knew that not only did she feel angry, but she worshiped it even more, it turned out that the senior brother was so good at playing tricks on people, it was really amazing! There is no logic in the world of children, and even this kind of undignified thing can become a reason for worship.

She held her chin in one hand and asked He Ling, "Did you think my senior brother was very good?"

"That's natural, otherwise I could have liked him for so long?" He Ling rolled his eyes at her, thinking that she was asking nonsense.

Zhiying smiled meaningfully, then leaned into her ear and told her about the tricks she had played when she was a child, expecting her reaction. Who knew that He Ling was not unfamiliar when he heard this, but asked suspiciously, "Was he really like this at that time?"

"Of course!" "Holding the Yingqi knot, people are really incomparable, like holding the festival, you say bad things about him and others don't believe it, even when you were a child, you have to question this kind of trouble, who hasn't done a few unseemly things when you were a child?

He Ling saw that Zhiying was categorical, and finally believed that it turned out that Zhijie was not always sunny and snowy, and there was no difference between him and other children when he was a child.

"Hahaha!" He Ling finally laughed, which shocked Zhiying, probably because she smiled too imagelessly, not at all like the usual charming vixen.

"You're calm. Zhiying tactfully reminded her that she really couldn't bear to look at her now.

He Ling couldn't laugh, holding his stomach and lying on the table, "I really didn't expect it, haha, there is such a side to the festival, hahaha!"

Zhiying was speechless, seeing her laughing like this, she suddenly regretted telling her about it, and she was ashamed of her senior brother.

After He Ling finally recovered, Zhi Yingcai continued: "In my opinion, Senior Brother and Li Xin's disappearance may not be related. ”

"Why?"

"During this time, Ling Jun and I have been tracking the clues of the senior brother, although there has been no news before, but just now we found the mark he left us, so he should not have been arrested, but left by himself, but for some special reason, he had to hide his whereabouts. ”

"I see. He Ling was slightly relieved when he heard this, but immediately became nervous again. How can a person who has no power to restrain himself and is worse than a scholar protect himself? He Ling saw that he was sick and weak, and he was on the verge of death, and subconsciously felt that he was in danger and was powerless to protect himself, completely forgetting that he was also a man, and that he was a man who knew how to show weakness. Being constrained by others for a long time has forced him to learn to preserve his strength and keep his light up, so he has enough patience to accumulate strength and wait for the best time, which He Ling does not understand. In this regard, He Ling is the simple one.

Seeing that she was uneasy, Zhiying knew that she was thinking about Li Xin, but she always felt that something was not quite right, such as her attitude towards Li Xin. She remembered that during the day, she squatted on the ground and cried, and she didn't have time to think about it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she feels that He Ling's reaction is too intense, if it were her, of course, she would be anxious, and she would like to replace her, but it would not be so bad as to cry in public. Zhiying felt that He Ling's feelings for Li Xin had surpassed those of ordinary friends, but it was difficult to say what step it had reached.

She asked He Ling tentatively: "During this time, is your relationship with Li Xin very good?"

"Yes good. He Ling said without hesitation, and for a while he recalled the years in the mountains, and couldn't help regretting it, "I wouldn't have come out if I had known." ”

Zhiying didn't know what was going on between the two of them, but now it seemed that they had formed a deep attachment, an attachment that outsiders couldn't intervene in.

"Zhiying, how are you and Ling Jun during this time?"

Zhiying was thinking about He Ling and Li Xin, so she might as well have this question, and she was stunned for a while, "What?"

"I'm asking you and Ling Jun, how are you doing during this time?" He Ling repeated.

"Oh me, we're fine too. Zhiying came back to her senses, thinking that she understood what He Ling meant.

He Ling tilted his head to look at her, only to feel that she was trying to cover up, obviously she was asking about the progress of the two. She is a fox, and she is naturally sensitive to the affairs of Fengyue, thinking that she didn't see the two of them flirting with each other, but she didn't break it. "Men love women, it's a matter of course, what's there to be shy. He Ling said to himself, I don't know whether to say it to Zhiying or to himself.

Zhiying was frightened by her straightforwardness, found an excuse, and left in a hurry, only to ease up when she got outside, secretly blaming herself for being too calm. Zhiying thinks that she is not a twisted person, she likes Ling Jun and plans to like it forever, as for whether Ling Jun likes her, Zhiying thought about it and felt that she should like it. She hated this kind of uncertainty, she originally wanted to return to Biyou Mountain and wait for the opportunity to express her intentions, but she was delayed a lot, but now she was broken by He Ling's words, and she had the heart to think about this matter again, she couldn't be so confused. Zhiying looked up at the sky, and saw that the moonlight tonight was a suitable day to talk about his heart, so he thought for a moment and asked Lingjun to the roof of the inn.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the weather is very good, and Zhiying sits on the roof and pours himself a drink. Ling Jun raised his head, and from his point of view, he only felt that he was holding Yingliuyun with wide sleeves and fluttering clothes, as if a fairy had descended to earth, and it was thrillingly beautiful.

Zhiying heard the movement, saw that it was Ling Jun, and noticed that he had changed his clothes: he was dressed in green clothes, clean and clean, and his hair was tied with a ribbon of the same color on his head, like an immortal. She immediately became happy, "Come up, Ling Jun." Zhiying waved at him, a faint flush on her face.

Ling Jun is as good as a stream, flying up, like a light feather, landing steadily on the tiles.

"Good kung fu!" said Zhiying, "as if he can really fly." ”

Ling Jun smiled without saying a word, reached out and took Zhiying's wine glass, took a sip, and said: "Good wine!" This wine is mellow and fragrant, and the entrance is soft, it is indeed a good wine.

Zhiying looked at him and didn't speak, she stared at the wine glass in Ling Jun's hand, she knew that the glass of wine she had just drunk, and Ling Jun didn't shy away from it at all, was it informal, or did he have other intentions?

Zhiying only felt that she was drunk, so she simply lay down, and this angle was just right to see the stars.

Ling Jun threw away the wine glass and lay down, at this time he was only an arm's length away from Zhiying.

"Look how bright that star is. Zhiying stretched out his hand to the sky, "I heard that after death, people will turn into stars and hang in the sky to look at the people he cares about, do you think it's true?"

Ling Jun used his arms as pillows and replied with a smile: "As long as you believe it, it will be true." ”

Zhiying said again: "What about me? If I die in the future and look at you from the sky, will you recognize me?" This was a joke, but Zhiying didn't know why, and there was a trace of choking in her voice.

Ling Jun noticed her change and said quietly: "You won't die." ”

"If it's a human being, it will die, even if there is no 'flower without a hundred days of red', I will die of illness and old age, do you remember me at that time?"

"If by that time I am old, I may still die before you. Ling Jun suggested a possibility.

Not satisfied with this answer, she looked into the distance and saw a hill not far away, and although the night was dark, she could still see that the mountain was lush and full of tall trees. Zhiying closed her eyes and listened to the insects and birds not far away. I don't know how long later, she opened her eyes again, and when she turned her head, she saw Ling Jun looking at her. Zhiying saw that there were two little selves reflected in Ling Jun's eyes, so clear and natural.

On a whim, she said, "You don't know, I can dance, and the master says that I dance well." When it's dawn, I'll jump to show you. ”

Ling Jun looked at her, silent for a long time, unable to hold on, and wanted to fall asleep again.

"Good. ”

For a long time, in a half-dream, Zhiying heard Lingjun call her name, but she didn't answer, just looked for his hand to hold, he didn't say anything, and held Zhiying tighter with his backhand. The two are still tacit, but they both understand each other's intentions. I don't know what to do, go deep, everything is the best arrangement.

At this time, everything is silent, the sky seems to be asleep, and everything is safe like a dream. The two people on the roof, connected by a secret fate, are destined to be entangled. This secret fate is called "fate".