Chapter 147: Entering the Drunken Country in the Spring Mountain
"What do you want?"
"Traveling thousands of miles at night, enjoying the mountains and rivers."
"What do you want?"
"From the side of the king, enjoy the mountains and rivers together."
I'm glad that this dream was when I was sixteen years old, and I wasn't the best me at that time, but at least it wasn't sick and sorrowful, and the leaves of the broken paulownia were broken.
The night is too dark, thick like Yunzhou ink that can't be dissolved, making people fall into one darkness, and then into another darkness, there are no stars, no candles, no one is tied to the boat, and the next moment it seems that you will lose your way.
When I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of rain in my ears, several ripples on the surface of the river, and the sound of breathing far and near.
I don't have to know the course, he can always lead me to the light.
I seem to see a lotus floating in the water, Yuan Ke is the water of the load, sometimes like a stream soothing, sometimes like a river agitation.
The sword has a double edge, and Yuan Ke also has times when he is reckless and impulsive.
I imagined his expression, probably still cold, with a slight frown.
At this moment, he restrained his brilliance and sharpness, and he was really like a young man, acting in a disorderly manner, all with interest.
But that's the most intoxicating.
It turns out that he is not good at everything, but because he is not good at it, it makes me secretly happy.
His hands were white and slender, but their palms were so wide and powerful, supporting the back of my neck and leading me into another dream.
I often read books that say that if you can die like this, your life will be complete.
Yuan Ke, Yuan Ke.
These two words linger between the lips and tongue.
"Concubines have no brothers, and the only one who is relied on is the king."
I called him one after another, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he hummed lowly, and he took the trouble to agree.
When the sky is clear, the rain has not stopped, and when you open the window, the fog on the river cannot be dissolved, as if you are in a fairy town.
Wash and bathe the stove to make tea and drink again, only to feel that the aftermath is not over, and the mood is again.
Yuan Ke stayed in his dream for a day and a night, did he sleep for a day and a night in reality?
Before he could ask, he pulled my hair to one side, lay down and closed his eyes, and smiled, "Yes, I should be asleep in the Yaoguang Hall at this moment." Well, Dharlanday should be on guard. ”
How could he stay in his dreams all the time?
I want to stay in my dreams because there is Yuan Ke in my dreams. It's because they don't have the courage to face reality.
The deep sadness was so thick that I wanted to stop talking.
Because it is a dream, the ending is doomed from the beginning to be illusory and unrealizable.
No matter how sincere it is.
I said, "If I die, you will not bear it." If I leave you behind, you will not give up. In this way, we will say goodbye, I heard that Gangneung City is more than 300 miles away, and we will never meet each other when we go back to it. ”
It was I who bound him here.
Hearing this, Yuan Ke's eyes opened and looked at the top of the awning boat, the fragrance of tea curled, blurring his clear eyebrows. After a while, he said, "I'll go out, but not now." ”
"How do you get out?"
"Kill Xiao Yue."
He blurted out without thinking.
My heart was shocked, and I immediately said, "No! ”
His eyes were cold, and he didn't speak, just looked at me lightly.
I muttered, "Xiao Yue...... He...... He...... You can't kill him. ”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yuan Ke's mouth, and he didn't say a word.
I said incoherently, "Xiao Yue...... Xiao Yue ......"
Xiao Yue is like a father and a brother, and a teacher is like a teacher.
In my heart, no one can hurt him in the slightest.
He must not die, nor be wounded.
A thousand words are on the tip of the tongue, but I don't know what to say.
Yuan Ke's expression was clearly about to kill Xiao Yue, even if it was in a dream.
It turned out that he had come prepared.
Just as he was about to speak, Yuan Ke pressed his hand on the sword next to the pillow and said coldly, "Xiao Yue is here." ”