The evening breeze was slightly cool, and it was the middle of the night, and there was no one on the steamer, which was already not very crowded. The moon was beautiful tonight, and the moonlight lay on the sea to form a snow-white horse, and the steamer sailed in this horse, dragging the crystal wake. Anchen stood on the deck, holding her hands on the edge of the guardrail, the night breeze blowing the corners of her robe, causing the hem of her robe to swing from time to time.

"Whew." Pulling back her hood and letting her long black hair spread out in the breeze, An Chen exhaled softly and looked up at the night sky, the moonlight made her face even fairer. In the night, the black shadow standing on the ship's board was dazzling in the silver-white moonlight.

Yasuo couldn't sleep a little, he had never been out to sea, and the bumps in the sea made him not very adaptable, and even a little dizzy. Let's go outside and get some air, thinking Yasuo picked up the sword beside him and walked out the door with heavy steps.

The fresh air outside did make him much better, and the slightly fishy sea breeze also made him no longer have such a headache, and he moved his body for a while, but he saw another person standing in the distance in a daze.

Looking at the other party Yasuo was a little dumbfounded, he didn't know why, he always looked at that person in a daze, unable to concentrate on something that should not be done for a swordsman. That guy saved him once, oh no, it should be twice, usually with a big grin, but when it mattered, he was a trustworthy guy.

Yasuo stood below and looked up at Dar Anchen standing above the cabin, smiling on his stiff face.

I don't know if it's because I felt the sight, or what, Anchen turned his head, saw Yasuo below, was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand: "Oh." ”

Yasuo nodded with a faint smile and said hello, then slowly walked up to the cabin and stood behind Anchen.

From this angle, the entire ocean glows with moon-white light, and it looks unusually bright, as if standing in the light.

"It's beautiful." Yasuo was heartily amazed, everything in front of him was something he had never seen before.

An Chen looked at the sea, his slender eyelashes trembled, and he replied in a low voice: "It's very dazzling." "She rarely sees the beautiful side of things. It's like standing in the dark for a long time and not being able to see the light.

The two of them stood in this "light", and neither of them said much.

Yasuo looked at Anchen, who was staring at the end in the distance, silently distracted: "What are you thinking?" ”

At the end of the moonlight, the distance where the sea and the sky were linked, were hidden in the light that made her eyes a little unable to open them. After a while, An Chen asked a little distractedly: "It's a long road, who is the companion?" ”

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Yasuo was stunned, then smiled: "Only the sword is the companion." "For him, he is the sword, and the sword is him.

An Chen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, only the sword is the companion." "For her, a sword is a sword. She had forgotten who she was asking.

"Hah, that's right." Anchen turned his head to look at Yasuo and took out a bamboo from behind him: "No, don't you want to learn, I made a new one." ”

Yasuo looked down and saw that it was an emerald green bamboo tree, not long, just enough to be pinned to his waist.

"Come on, come on, I'll teach you." Anchen took out his own bamboo, and as if he had found fun, he became active.

"Uh, yes, yes."

"Woo, woo, z, woo."

The clumsy sound sounded on the deck, but it made the wide, silent sea a little more noisy, and the silence was gone.

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An Chen picked up a finger that Yasuo pressed on the bamboo wood with a disgusted face: "Tsk, I've said it a few times, don't hold this finger, do it again." ”

"Okay, okay." Yasuo grabbed the bamboo in a bit of a hurry and started from scratch.

An intermittent piece of music is played from the bamboo, which is not unpleasant, but it must not make people feel the slightest bit beautiful.

It wasn't until Yasuo stopped that An Chen raised his eyebrows with his legs crossed, it was not bad, he was able to blow a tune in such a short time, although it was very reluctant, but it was already a good talent.

"Whew." Yasuo wiped the sweat from his forehead, his chest hurt, so he was indeed a little tired.

Seeing Yasuo's appearance, Anchen shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, let's take a rest." Turning his head to look at the horizon, there was already a reddish light in the distance, and it would be almost dawn in another hour or two.

Yasuo put down the bamboo with some embarrassment, the song that he should have understood very well had completely lost its original tune here, and looked at An Chen who was standing on the side: "What should this song be like?" ”

An Chen looked at Yasuo and touched the bamboo and wood in his hand: "Originally." ”

Slowly put the bamboo to your mouth, and the melodious tune wafted in the sound of the waves on the sea.

In the emptiness, there seemed to be an inconspicuous voice singing: Have you ever been to Scarborough Market? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, say hello to one of the girls there on my behalf. She used to be my lover and asked her to help me find a piece of land. (The soldier wipes his gun.) The war roared, and the scarlet bullets were screaming. The general ordered the soldiers to rush to kill, for a long-forgotten reason. (Have you ever been to Scarborough Market, can you say hello to one of the girls there on my behalf?) On the blades of grass on the hill, who shed tears washed the tombs.

Scarborough Bazaar, the name of the song, Anchen remembers that she also sang for a young girl in Freljord.

In the song, four flowers, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, represent sweetness, strength, loyalty and courage, respectively. The warm smell of autumn hay mixed with the fragrance of wild flowers, carried by the bleak autumn wind, swept over the earth and fields, swept over the frozen rivers and the eternal sighing sea, a lonely man, singing a sad song alone, sleeping in the middle of an unknown mountain.

Anchen put down the bamboo wood and silently retracted it to his waist.

"That's good." It took Yasuo half a day to squeeze three words out of his lacked vocabulary.

"Okay, you go and rest quickly, like you, I don't know when the injury will heal." Listening to Yasuo's admiration, An Chen said helplessly.

"You too, then I'll go first." As he spoke, Yasuo cherished the bamboo wood tied around his waist and stepped out of the cabin.

Anchen turned around and stretched, dawn was coming. A little tired, it seems that it is time to rest, Anchen stretched and prepared to leave.

Turning around, a nervous voice stopped her: "That, the song just now is very good, can you teach me?" ”

I took a long break for the past two weeks and kept trying to calm myself down. I haven't opened the web page again, and I haven't opened the comment section again. Every day seems to be very relaxed, and you can enjoy the holiday, but every day I always feel that there is something that has not been done and is a little empty. I hesitated for a long time, opened the web page again, opened the comments, and then I was stunned for a while.

So, I really can't let it go.

I understand what everyone means, maybe it will be a long time, maybe it will stop in the middle, but I will write it down.