In the early morning market, all shops hang market banners to solicit business.

Song Ke's banner 'tea shop' is fluttering in the wind on this street.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, including tea houses, restaurants, food shops, and workshops. There are also many small vendors with umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street. The streets stretch to the southeast to the quieter villages outside the town.

The pedestrians in the market are shoulder to shoulder, and the river is endless.

Song Lian has lived on this street for 16 years. This familiar and lively street market, no matter which street corner shop you go to, you are all acquaintances of the neighbors, and everyone knows the 'tea girl' Song Lian.

Song Lian shook her arms, stepped on the steps of a meteor, and swaggered in front.

"Hey, I said, the master in front, can you walk a little more restrained?" … Xiao Min'er, who was following Song Lian, looked at Song Lian who was swaggering in front, couldn't help but pull her sleeves, and said with a smile, "Look at yourself, it's really a pleasing gesture." ”

Song Lian stopped, turned around and smiled at Xiao Min'er, and laughed at herself, "Master, I'm used to it." ”

Song Lian and Xiao Min'er are of the same age, the two families live diagonally opposite each other, and Xiao Min'er is the daughter of the boss Jia who sells steamed buns. The two girls have played since they were young and have been like sisters.

The two of them made an appointment to buy rouge today. Xiao Min'er told Song Lian that she had slipped out, and her father's rolling pin that beat her couldn't wipe out the heart of buying rouge. Girls love beauty and pink makeup, which is unchanged through the ages.

"Li'er, Xiao Min'er, I'm going to buy rouge today." The proprietress who sold rouge, from afar, saw the two sisters, and immediately smiled on her chubby face and greeted her loudly.

She was wearing a big flower cloth shirt, and her tall and fat body looked even bigger because of this big color. She walked slowly from the small shop to the door, her smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, and beckoned to the two of them, "Come in and have a look." "

"Aunt Qian." Xiao Min'er shouted sweetly, one Aunt Qian at a time, and the joy of Aunt Qian's fooling blossomed.

Xiao Min'er is like her father, she can speak well and has sharp teeth. But Song Lian, the smart brain melon is better than Xiao Min'er.

The two girls looked around, picking and choosing... After grinding for a long time, I finally bought my favorite rouge.

Song Lian Xiaomin'er and the two of them were talking and laughing, holding a rouge box in their hands, and they had just stepped out of the rouge shop. I saw that someone passed by like a shadowless wind.

Song Lian Xiaomin'er's shocked expression, conditioned reflex, subconsciously dodged aside, if she was sluggish, she would definitely be hit by the running people.

A corner of the market is bustling, full of people, and crowds of people are surging. Song Lian Xiaomin'er froze in place, looking at the spectacle in front of her inexplicably.

Suddenly, beside him, someone shouted, "Go and see!" A peerless beautiful man, rare in a thousand years!" …

"Sister Pity, are these people crazy? What beautiful man? What is rare in a thousand years? Xiao Min'er didn't understand, as if falling into a fog, she turned her head sideways and asked Song Lian.

What beautiful man is rare in a thousand years? Song Lian thought to himself, in front of him, this scene is rare in a thousand years. Sixteen years of growth, in this familiar street market, for the first time, I saw people crazy.

Song Lian didn't have time to answer Xiao Min'er, she just protected the rouge of the baby in her hand and carefully held it in her arms. It is not easy to earn copper coins, and the rouge bought by two copper coins cannot be damaged in vain.

"Ouch! What's going on? "The fat aunt of the rouge shop, holding the handle of her shop, probed her brain in front of the door, stared and opened her mouth wide, curious about the prospect.

"Aunt Qian, don't look at the shop, look at the beautiful man!" In the market, familiar merchants shouted at Aunt Qian, and some merchants lost their shops and ran to the street corner like a swarm.

"What beautiful man? Is it beautiful to have me? Xiao Min'er pursed her lips, looking disdainful, muttering narcissistically, and muttering to herself incredulously, "The people in this town, the frog at the bottom of the well, seem to have never seen anything beautiful." "

"Let's go, sister, let's go and have a look, and have a good time." Xiao Min'er stood on tiptoe, stretched her neck, and looked at the crowd swarming in the distance, but she couldn't stop her curiosity.

Song Lian nodded approvingly and put the rouge box into her arms. Looking ahead, there is already a sea of people. The two of them simply approached the street corner leisurely like a walk.

The two petite bodies, in the crowd like a sea, squeezed forward with difficulty, not so much that they were squeezing, but that they were pushed by the crowd, staggering, and there was no direction at all.

In the crowd, next to Song Lian, there was a man in a black cloth robe wearing a hat, who accidentally stepped on Song Lian's feet. But, strangely, he didn't feel any pain when he stepped on it, as if it was just a dragonfly tapping the water.

The man lowered his head and covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and his other hand pressed down on the hat, making it impossible to see his face.

The footwork is light and the shape is peculiar, isn't this person good at light work? Song Lianzheng guessed...... Before she could think about it, this strange man suddenly turned around and quickly left the crowd, and Song Lian watched him disappear without a trace...... In turn, he was attracted by the admiration of the crowd.

"Beautiful, beautiful..." The person who saw the beautiful man clearly in front couldn't help but let out a burst of admiration.

A man is described as beautiful, so how vulgar should he be? … Pan An's beauty has become eternal. But I don't know, this man is comparable to Pan An?

Curiosity was aroused, and Song Lian Xiaomin'er worked harder and harder to drill forward in the gap between the crowds. Helpless, never reach the other side.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone exclaimed, "Oops! Oh no, he fainted..."...

"Could it be... He was seen dead ..."...

"How good is this"... In the crowd, there were exclamations, worries, and noises, and in an instant, because of this suddenness, it became a pot of porridge.

"Hey, hey, I'm a mother! What a miracle! This man? Can you still be seen to death? Song Lian laughed in her heart. When I turned around, I saw Yu Jin behind me. I thought, I can't see death without help. couldn't help shouting at Yu Jin in a hurry, "Yu Jin, go and call your father!"

Song Lian gave the order, and Yu Jin opened his legs, and his feet disappeared as if there was a wind.

Soon, Yu Jin's father carried the medicine box, followed Yu Jin's steps, and hurried over. Mr. Yu, at a very old age, is not easy, running out of breath.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Yu Jin roared loudly, pulled away the crowd with his hand, and opened a way for his father in front. At this time, Yu Jin, in Song Lian's eyes, added a bit of chivalry.

When the crowd was slowly dispersed, the crowd stood on both sides, leaving an open space in the middle, and along the open space, you could see at a glance that there was a slender boy in a white robe lying quietly on the ground.

Song Lian couldn't help but be curious, slowly stepped forward and took a closer look.

I saw this young man, his skin was like snow, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose and thin lips, and he was elegant and peaceful. His white skin and white shirt are even more astonishing.

Sure enough, it looks like Pan An! Song Lian didn't realize it, she could see it, her heart quietly bloomed, and her love was inexplicable.

At this time, he was in a coma, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were slightly locked, as if he was asleep, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

Mr. Yu looked serious, squatted beside him, touched his nose with his fingers, carefully wiped his snort, frowned slightly, twisted his beard, and said to himself, "Look at this complexion, it seems to faint from heat, but why are your lips pale?" ”

The crowd was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu, after observing for a moment, carefully looked at his lips and teeth with his hand, and then did not hurry, took out an object from the medicine box he carried, which looked like an earth-colored pill, pinched his jaw, and slowly put the small pill with clear tea into his mouth.

"Ahem... Ahem..."With a light cough, the corners of the young man's mouth melted, his face trembled slightly, his long eyelashes trembled, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Wake up, wake up... Finally woke up..."People couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.

"Nothing. It should be that the weather is hot and crowded, and he is unstable for a while, his breath is not smooth, and he is in a coma. Mr. Yu explained to everyone and persuaded, "Let's all disperse." "

For the sake of the safety of the teenager, the crowd gradually dispersed one by one under the persuasion of Mr. Yu, and Xiao Min'er was twisted by his father to return, and the only people present were Mr. Yu, Yu Jin and Song Lian.

After the young man opened his eyes, he looked around unfamiliarly, from blur to clear, his gaze met Song Lian, and Mougins stayed on her for a few seconds. This glance is like 10,000 years.

The young man's gaze was like a clear spring of blue waves, clear and bright, like water.

In confusion, he slowly sat up and asked in a daze, "Who saved me?" Is that you? His gaze was projected on Mr. Yu.

"It's Yu." Mr. Yu replied with a smile. After observing for a while, seeing that his complexion was calm, he lifted the medicine box and said, "You are in good health, so I will take my leave." "

"Thank you, sir. This kindness and virtue are firmly in mind for Fan Yin. The young man slowly stood up and shook his fist at Mr. Yu.

He stood in front of him, the light and soft white robe, the coat, as if it could be automatic without wind, added a bit of luster to him.

"Saving lives and helping the wounded is just doing his duty as a doctor, so the son doesn't have to worry about it." When Mr. Yu heard what he said, he shook his head and waved his hand with a smile.

"Jin'er, follow me back to the pharmacy." Mr. Yu turned his head sideways to call Yu Jin, Yu Jin looked reluctant, but he did not dare to disobey his father, so he had no choice but to leave with Mr. Yu.

Fan Yin, as his name suggests, is handsome and extraordinary, and even his name is good.

Song Lian saw that the young man's white clothes were clean, like a tree with a branch, and a few strands of black hair under his ears were gently swaying in the wind, elegant and elegant. I didn't feel stunned, my feet took root, I couldn't move my steps, I couldn't take my eyes off.

The young man in front of him has been in this town for sixteen years, but he has never met him, and if he thinks about it, he must be from another country.

"What's the matter with the girl staying here?" Fan Yin saw Song Lian's stunned appearance, his big eyes flashed a few times, and he asked with a smile.

Song Lian was asked by him, and he brought back to reality in an instant, and he didn't feel red-faced. After all, a girl's family, at a young age, staring at others, is a bit rude.

Her eyes wandered, her smart brain turned, and she replied, "Childe, the little girl is worried about you, so stay for a while, and have no other intentions." This voice had no other meaning, as if unintentionally, it said his heart.

Song Lian's heart was weak, he lowered his head unconsciously, covered his mouth with his sleeves, coughed lightly, and said, "Childe is fine... That... The little girl took her leave. "

Strange? In front of this handsome son, Song Lian actually hid half of her wildness.

"Dare to ask the girl's name and surname?" Song Lian was about to turn around and leave, but Fan Yin threw out a sentence. His voice seemed to have a gravitational pull, halting her steps.

"Little girl Song Lian." Song Lian smiled at him.

Song Lian returned to the tea shop, and as soon as she walked in the door, she sat down at the table without taking a sip of tea, propped up her arms, supported her cheeks, and meditated.

For some reason, the handsome face of that Fan Gongzi and the white shirt in front of his mind seemed to be an unforgettable flowing picture.

"Li'er, I'm going out to do some errands, and there are guests who buy tea coming, you greet them first." Song Ke confessed to Song Pian and hurriedly went out.

Song Lian couldn't help but come back to her senses, and the guests who bought tea came one after another. She got busy, and finally stopped, when she was in front of the tea cabinet, bored, cleaning the counter with that hair Zen.

"Poor sister." Xiao Min'er hasn't seen it yet, and the voice has already arrived. She smiled and stepped in through the door.

Song Lian put down Mao Zenzi and raised her eyelids, "What's the matter?" "

Xiao Min'er looked mysterious, approached the counter and approached her, and whispered in her ear, "That beautiful man, live in the 'Wind Movement' Inn." "

When Song Lian heard this, she jumped on the tea cabinet and sat on the tea cabinet, her eyes widened, and she looked at Xiao Min'er in surprise, "Where did the news come from?" "

"My dad took me home, and while he was busy, he didn't pay attention, I sneaked out of the door, and while I was wandering, I met the beautiful man who entered the 'Wind Movement' inn." … Xiao Min'er's eyebrows fluttered, telling about her chance encounter.

"That is to say... How many days does Fan Gongzi want to stay in this town? "… When Song Lian heard the news, she was overjoyed.

"How do you know his surname is Fan?" Xiao Min'er looked at Song Lian in a daze, and couldn't help but ask strangely.

didn't pay attention for a while, and Fan Yin's surname popped up. Song Lian is afraid that her careful thoughts will be revealed, this little Min'er still can't laugh at herself? I couldn't help but lie, "Oh, this, I heard about it by accident." "

In fact, he also overheard himself, but he didn't want Xiao Min'er to know that he was obsessed with it to the end.

Xiao Min'er didn't notice it, Song Lian was careful about the small details, she turned around and walked to the tea table, picked up the tea for the tea guests on the table, sat down at the table, poured a cup, and tasted it slowly.

"Poor sister, that beautiful man's name is really worthy." Xiao Min'er took a sip of tea, smacked her lips and said, "Sure enough, everyone loves it, and flowers bloom!"

Song Lian smiled and teased Xiao Min'er, "Have you taken it?" I think I am a beauty, and when I saw him, I asked you if you were convinced? "

"Hey... If you take it, can you still chase him... I'm afraid that this beautiful man is not easy to chase. Xiao Min'er stared out the door and suddenly came out of her mind.

Don't allow that little Min'er to have a sweet dream and be idle for a while. Xiao Min's father, holding the rolling pin for making steamed buns in his hand, rushed in angrily.

"Crazy girl! Crazy all day out, not home! Your mother and I are busy enough, you don't help... Look at me..."Xiao Min'er's father scolded as he rushed up and raised his rolling pin.

"Mom!" As soon as Xiao Min'er saw the 'tiger' knocking on the door, she immediately jumped up from the stool, held her head in her hands, jumped up and down in circles in the house, and said loudly, "Dad, you... It's going to kill people!"

"Uncle Jab, don't do it... Don't..."When Song Lian saw it, she hurriedly ran out of the counter, chased after Xiao Min'er's father, and stepped forward to stop her.

Xiao Min'er held her head in her hands, squatted on the ground with her head down, glanced at her father with careful eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Dad, you only have one baby daughter for me, if you kill it, it will be gone." "

"Let's go! Go home and help!" Xiao Min'er's father stopped, lowered the rolling pin in his hand, gasped for a while, and finally calmed down.

Xiao Min'er glanced at Song Lian, like a captured criminal, escorted home by her father.

It was getting dark, and it was pitch black outside the window.

Song Lian was lying on the bed, her eyes wide open, her thoughts wandering, and she stared out the window.

I don't know how long Fan Yin, Fan Gongzi, will stay in the 'Wind Movement' Inn?