At this time, the change is about to begin, although the weather is hot, the people in the city have gone to bed early, and there is no more noise and noise. She quietly jumped onto the roof of the house where Ouyang Yuxin lived, but saw that the lights were still on in one room. Walking into the window, there was a thick curtain hanging on the window, and only a soft singing voice came from inside, which was Ouyang Yuxin's voice.

Zhu Kexin said secretly: "This demon girl is dying, and she is still singing. ”

After staying for a while, the song came into my ears: "The willows in Xicheng make spring soft, moving away from sorrow, and tears are hard to collect." I still remember that amorous was once a boat for the sake of returning to the boat. Biye Zhuqiao was a day of events, people were gone, and the water was empty. Shaohua does not stay for teenagers, hates leisurely, when will he rest? The spring river is full of tears, inexhaustible, and many sorrows. "The singing is soft and full of affection.

Zhu Kexin listened to it and felt soft. When the song was over, Ouyang Yuxin sighed. Zhu Kexin heard her sigh with infinite grievances, and couldn't help but sigh.

Taking a breath, he gently cut a small piece of the curtain with his sword and looked in. I saw Ouyang Yuxin sitting in front of the bed, supporting her with her hands, her eyes blinking at the dancing flames on the red candle. Under the candlelight, her cheeks were red and bright, and she became more and more beautiful and handsome.

Although Zhu Kexin is a woman, she can't help but be moved when she sees it, and secretly says: "This demon girl is really beautiful." ”

She originally planned to jump into the room and stab Ouyang Yuxin to death with a sword, but she didn't know who saw her, but she hesitated.

After staying for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "I have a deep enmity with her, and it is not an exaggeration to kill her with a sword. ”

was about to break through the window when he suddenly heard Ouyang Yuxin shouting softly: "Xuanmeng, Xuanmeng." It seems that just like when she misses Xuanmeng, she is infinitely lingering and can't restrain herself.

My heart moved: "It turns out that this demon girl loves Xuanmeng as much as I do." Thinking that she sacrificed herself twice to save Zhang Xuanmeng, her affection for Zhang Xuanmeng was no less than her own, and she was stunned for a while.

After only listening to her scream a few times, she whispered softly: "I don't blame you, she and you are the partners of childhood sweethearts, living and dying together, and experiencing hardships, far from being comparable to me, an irrelevant woman." As long as you can occasionally think of me, the poor woman who used to like you, when you're with her. It was a sad and sad face, and tears slid down his face.

Zhu Kexin was stunned for a while, looking at her miserable face, she suddenly felt that she was more pitiful than herself, not only was her family ruined and helpless, but she knew that Zhang Xuanmeng liked someone else, not her, but she was deeply drowning in it, unable to extricate herself, but blessed them. Thinking that he was going to kill Zhang Xuanmeng because she liked her, he was ashamed.

After standing for a long time, he said secretly: "She likes Xuanmeng so much, Xuanmeng will be very happy when she gets her, why should I destroy them only for my own momentary pleasure, why not fulfill them? I can't live for a few years, what good is Xuanmeng doing with me, just make him worry and make him sad." Thinking of this, he glanced at Ouyang Yuxin, slowly turned around, and walked into the distance.

Zhu Kexin walked in a trance, and unconsciously came to Zhang Xuanmeng's residence again, standing quietly under his window. At this time, Zhang Xuanmeng had already fallen asleep, and occasionally heard the sound of him turning over in bed and snoring slightly.

She listened to his familiar snoring, looked at his faint figure through the curtains, and her mind was flooded with the good time they spent in the Yellow Valley. But now, it is a house, a house, a house, although there is only a thin layer of earthen walls, but it is like a thousand mountains and thousands of miles, far away, uncrossable.

Do you have a number of days in the dark? I have loved to listen to the stories of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl since I was a child, and I have cried for them, and I don't know how many tears I have shed, is it just for today, for the sake of being like him to become the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl; crying for them is actually crying and shedding tears for myself? Although I am separated from him by a wall now, what is the difference between this wall and the turbulent Tianhe? Although the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by the Tianhe River and still have a period of seeing each other, when will I be able to meet him again? Is it that all these are days? This is my Zhu Kexin's life?

Overnight, her heart kept changing, and Zhang Xuanmeng's past bit by bit, including the cattle herding on the mountain mausoleum when she was a child, came into her eyes one by one, it was time to be happy, time to be sweet, time to be sad, and time to be sad.

The thousands of stars in the sky blinked at her, as if they couldn't bear it, and quietly disappeared when it was almost dawn.

Zhu Kexin stood like this all night. Seeing that the east was white, she looked at Zhang Xuanmeng's vague figure on the bed, and her heart ached, like a file and grinding, she couldn't help but sigh deeply, turned over and walked over the wall.

Zhu Kexin returned to her residence, threw herself on the bed, her mind was empty, she didn't think about anything, and she fell asleep soon. In the past ten days, she has been very complaining and compassionate, and she has not slept peacefully for a day, and she actually slept until noon before waking up, and she did not even dream a dream in the middle.

After waking up, I saw Yang Baoer sitting in front of the bed, looking at her with concern in her eyes. After Zhu Kexin opened his eyes, he smiled at him and said, "Little brother, my sister actually overslept this night, and it was noon." ”

Although Yang Bao'er was small, she also noticed the helplessness and sadness hidden in her smile, and handed her a bowl of Yangchun noodles and said, "Sister, you can eat something." ”

Zhu Kexin's eyes turned red, took the face, and said, "Thank you, little brother." "I ate the noodles.

After she finished her meal, she got up to pack her bags. Yang Bao'er stood beside her all the time, silent. After she finished cleaning up, Fang said, "Sister, shall we leave now?"

Zhu Kexin nodded and said, "Your brother of the Zhang family has not come back yet." I heard from the beggars that he was going to stay outside for a month or two. Yesterday, I saw a Taoist priest from Wudang, walking around the city, probably Xuanji had heard the wind and knew that we were in this Luoyang City. We can't fight them now, so it's better to leave. ”

Yang Bao'er nodded suspiciously, then turned around, stretched out her sleeve and secretly wiped her eyes.

Zhu Kexin looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was even more sore.

The two settled the account, left Luoyang City, and headed southeast.

Zhu Kexin took Yang Baoer to the southeast, and walked straight to the official road, but it was also calm. The road is very busy with pedestrians, pulling carts and hauling goods. Passers-by saw her dressed as a scholar and a small scholar, just a student who traveled and a talent who was rushing to take the exam.

I have been walking for more than ten days in a row, and I am close to southern Anhui. At this time, it was the beginning of September, and it was only half a month before the date of Yuan Wu's appointment to establish a church.

On this day, it was getting late, and I saw a round of red sun hanging on the top of a mountain, crumbling. They came to the foot of a big mountain, and saw that this mountain stretched for more than ten miles, like a long dragon lying in the wilderness. A mountain road passes through in the middle, the road is very wide, the cliffs on both sides are towering, like a knife cutting axe splitting generally, it is obviously done artificially, I don't know how much manpower and material resources are spent, how many years have passed, before opening such a mountain road.