At the gate of Buling Mountain, Mo Lin was bored with a small stone thrown around in his hand, looking up at the sky, his eyes were empty, and he looked inside the mountain gate from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

Who can come at this time? Merlin sighed expressionlessly, and casually threw the pebble in his hand into the grass pile on the side.

"Let's go~"

Merlin scratched his head helplessly, and took out a cyan long sword from the beige white Qiankun bag, and the blade of the sword shimmered. He waved it casually in his hand and threw it into the air, jumping onto the sword. A dark aura spread from the soles of his feet, slowly enveloping the sword. The boy's form disappeared from the mountain gate.

When Merlin left, he wanted to turn back, but he told himself in his heart not to look back, not to look back...... That girl didn't belong to him in the first place, the girl belonged to a person named Yan Ge, and her heart was also his, otherwise the girl wouldn't have put that name on her lips all day long.

Thinking of this, Merlin sighed again in the air, driven by the aura, the speed of the sword's flight increased again, and without a snap of his fingers, Merlin's figure could no longer be found in the mountains.

Merlin stepped on the sword, climbed over one mountain after another, and even though there was a great view under his feet, Merlin couldn't look down and admire, just looked up at the front and was distracted.

Unconsciously, Merlin came to Tailin City again, Tailin City is very big, and there are many people, there are more than 100,000 people, but there is no person he is looking for, but he came here. There is indeed such a person who is looking for someone, but that person is a Qinglou woman, who was drunk that day and did not take a closer look at her appearance to combine with it, and today there is nothing to do down the mountain, so you can go and see.

Merlin entered the city, found a corner with few people, put away his sword, and walked slowly down the street.

"Buy pottery~pottery that won't break~" Hearing the clamor on the street, Merlin just shook his head.

"Selling sugar gourd~"

"Give me one" Merlin saw an old woman selling sugar gourds standing in the distance, looking at the sugar coating on the sugar gourd, the color was ruddy, and it was sweet when she looked at it.

Although Merlin is now nine times out of ten, and he will be the year of the weak crown in another year or two, but the strange thing is that he has no memory from a young age, so he is also a little interested in the things that these children like.

The old woman looked old and weak, and her hands and feet were sharp, and Merlin had just stepped forward and pulled two of them from the pole and looked at him with a smile.

"Bought it for a child, right? Buy one yourself? ”

At this time, the smile on the old woman's face became even stronger, and Merlin heard this, and wanted to say that it was not for the child, but he immediately thought about it, nodded, took out the money bag from his sleeve, took out two copper coins from it and handed them to the old woman.

After the old woman had borrowed the money, she handed the sugar gourd to Merlin and began to sell it again.

Merlin walked a long way with the sugar gourd, turned the alley and looked at the sugar gourd in his hand, and when he took a bite, the sourness of hawthorn, the sweetness of maltose, and the fragrance of sesame seeds, the taste of the combination of the three instantly burst out in his mouth.

"Hmmm! Delicious! After taking a bite, Merlin took another bite, and the sweetness in this bite seemed to soothe the sourness in his heart at this moment.

After only half a cup of tea, Merlin finished eating one and pinched the wooden skewer in his hand, but he still had one.

Merlin picked up the other one and stared at it for a long time, then put down his hand, pinched the sugar gourd in his hand, and walked slowly in the market.

In the Golden Red Mansion, today is the day of Nian'er's performance, and it has been a few days since her first performance, but she has been absent-minded since that time, and she always makes mistakes in practice, and the whole person is confused and has no spirit.

Nian'er was in a daze in the courtyard behind the Golden Red Mansion at this time, squatting by the river and looking at the other side of the river. People have seen her here for several days, and they don't know what is going on in her head. Some people even said that she got hysteria after her first performance, and she thought she could be the top brand all day long, so she pretended to be deep there.

Nian'er stood up at this time, dusted off his clothes, and turned around and walked into the hall.

At night, the lights in the golden red building are bright, and the seats are full of people, although the past is the same as this time, but many of the people who come today are coming for Nian'er, all of them have heard that Nian'er is the most beautiful newcomer in recent years, and they want to come to see the beauty. Among them, many dignitaries, famous people, and men from all walks of life also gathered here tonight.

However, Nian'er today is different from that night, she always thinks about the person who asked for her body that night, although that person talks and behaves, there is no elegance, but it always makes her toss and turn in bed at night, thinking day and night.

"Nian'er~ It's your turn"

Nian'er was standing behind the stage with the piano in her arms at this time, and a woman with heavy makeup beside her pushed Nian'er with her elbow. almost fell, Nian'er came back to her senses at this time, staring coldly at the sister who was turning her behind her.

Seeing Nian'er's eyes looking at herself, the woman with heavy makeup said sourly:

"Nian'er, what do you think of your sister like this? Sister, this is a kind reminder that you are with you~ Isn't it, sisters" After speaking, she pretended to look at the sisters around pitifully.

Hearing the woman say this, Nian'er didn't say anything, just blew lightly between her noses, and stepped forward.

When he came on stage, he couldn't help but tremble a little in the face of the eyes of the audience. She closed her eyes, raised her head and took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and the moment she opened her eyes to look into the audience, a seemingly familiar figure appeared in front of the door.

At this time, I didn't know what words to use to describe it, her heart was beating fast, her eyes were confirming over and over again that it was him, and a touch of crimson invaded her originally fair little face. The little hand holding the piano also felt like there was nowhere to put it at this time.