Chapter 16 The city is full of nights and nights

Mo Wenjun stopped abruptly, he vaguely felt that such a plot was somewhat familiar, his eyes wandered to the ancestral hall opposite Bilian Lake, and he smiled helplessly. On that spring, Bai Yuchen and himself met in the sunshine.

Lu Mansion wrecked, he disregarded his safety to protect him thoroughly, he was injured, but he still took care of him unclothed, the reason why he missed him may be because in his life, no one has ever been so good to himself, losing his memory, like fate cut a hole and cut off the shackles, but he can't find a home.

What's more, in this huge river and lake, how many people are willing to give their lives for others.

He walked straight to the ancestral hall, the stars were dim, the moonlight was rippling, and the ancestral hall in front of him had already accumulated a thick layer of ash.

"The rivers and lakes are so big, where does he want to get you."

Mo Wenjun patted his ass and sighed, then sat down directly against the railing, the Nine Heavens Milky Way, the fragrance of flowers is sultry, he fell asleep without paying attention, in his sleep, but vaguely felt that something soft and cold covered his forehead, he moved happily from side to side, and felt that he was leaning on the soft robe, a faint agarwood lingered on the tip of his nose, and it turned cool around the night, Mo Wenjun slowly opened his eyes and shivered.

"Awake?"

A gentle voice came from his ears, and his muddy mind suddenly sobered up, and he felt bad, raised his head and cowered and wanted to apologize to the son who had no intention of offending, but met the eyes with soft waves.

"White ...... White jade dust. ”

The face that was cold in itself looked gentle and soft in the moonlight, like a beautiful woman at a glance. Mo Wenjun blushed and stuttered for a while, looking at him in disbelief.

"You...... When did you come back? ”

"I'll be back in the evening."

"You've been away for so long, I'...... I thought you would never come back. ”

Mo Wenjun looked at him in a daze.

"No, it's too late to think about buying you wine."

He picked up a cup of fruit wine and put it in Mo Wenjun's arms.

Bai Yuchen was still expressionless, but in the current atmosphere, he could feel that something was wrong if he was an ordinary person, but Mo Wenjun saw the glow in his eyes, where did he still think about other crooked thoughts.

"Brother Yuchen, I won't feel at ease after you leave! I always feel like I owe you something. ”

Mo Wenjun sniffed the rich aroma of wine fiercely, and his heart suddenly brightened.

"No, you don't."

"Okay! Eh, you haven't come to Lotus Town to have a good stroll, I'll take you on a river cruise! I should repay you. ”

Mo Wenjun suddenly became interested, why didn't he realize that the scenery in front of him was so wonderful before, as soon as Bai Yuchen came, the lotus flowers seemed to be a little red.

"Okay."

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When the moon is in the sky, a small boat in Bilian Lake is swaying unhurriedly.

"Brother Yuchen, where is your home?"

Mo Wenjun lay on his elbows and slept in the boat, crossed Erlang's legs, and tasted this mellow fruit wine comfortably.

"What's that, you ask?"

Bai Yuchen stood at the bow of the boat, gently rocking the ship's pole.

"I'll just ask, you tell me."

Mo Wenjun stretched out his hand out of the boat, grabbed a lotus canopy, and peeled it leisurely.

"In the mountains."

"You say mountain, how do I know which mountain it is, whether it's Taibai Mountain or Himalayas, on the mountainside or at the top of the mountain, at the foot of the mountain or in the saddle."

Mo Wenjun said this in a gag, but Bai Yuchen ignored it.

"Eh, Brother Yuchen, do you know what my flute is?"

Mo Wenjun took off the jet-black flute again, put it in his hand and spun it around.

"This flute seems to have some mana, weren't those murderous corpses in the Lu Mansion very afraid of him before, do you think this is some kind of ancient artifact with boundless mana?"

Bai Yuchen glanced at it with a non-changing expression, and thought for a while before saying, "No, it's just an ordinary flute." ”

"Hey, I thought it was so powerful, what about your fan? What is the origin? ”

"Also...... Just put an ordinary fan. ”

Bai Yuchen frowned, as if he was a little unhappy in his heart, and even the splash from the boat pole was a few points higher.

Mo Wenjun squinted his eyes and thought: This person is so strange, he is always angry for no reason, it is really difficult to serve.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, why are you angry, if you're angry, it won't look good."

"Brother Yuchen, where is your house, tell me, can I invite you to drink?"

"Why are you so bored, like a stuffy gourd, you ignore me like this, I'm very sad."

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