There was silence in the huge library, and even the sound of breathing disappeared without a trace.

Feng Xilin only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the spirit platform was not very clear, and he glared fiercely at the silent Bo Zhong on the side

"Bo Zhong! Your uncle's! ”

Then the two scuffled together, the movement was too big, and a bookshelf was knocked down, and those books that were especially loved by Feng Xilin on weekdays were scattered all over the place, but at this moment, Feng Xilin just wanted to beat him up as if he was obsessed, and he didn't have time to take care of the others.

Half an hour later, the two sat opposite each other, both with blue noses and swollen faces, and the gentleman of the past completely disappeared.

Bo Zhong sniffed and lightly touched the tip of his nose with his hand

"Shhh...... I said Feng Xilin, I look at you on weekdays as thin and thin, how can you fight people as if you don't want to die, if it weren't for the master, I was born with rough skin and thick meat, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago at this moment. ”

After Feng Xilin finished fighting, he instantly felt refreshed

"Humph! It's not that you don't look like you all day long, you lack discipline! ”

Bo Zhong pursed his lips, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, and suddenly seemed to think of something interesting, leaning on the table with one hand, and looking at Feng Xilin Dao with shining eyes

"But...... Who did you learn this curse from?? Your uncle's?? Tsk, this word came out of your mouth, why did it feel so awkward! ”

“………………………”

Feng Xilin was a little embarrassed, his ears were already completely red, he really had never scolded anyone, and this time he was also forced to be in a hurry and his brain was out of control......... It's really a violation of the law of etiquette, a sin, a sin!

Bo Zhong looked at Feng Xilin as if he had made a mistake, he was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to be serious

"Feng Xilin, I'm really wrong, I'm used to being unscrupulous on weekdays, and no one is disciplined, so I can't talk but brains, I'm really, really wrong, and I really want to be your best friend, you have to think that I'm not worthy of you, I can't change it, I finally met someone who can be on par with me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." With your stereotype, who wants to be friends with you if you miss me..."

Bo Zhong said, raised his eyes, and just met Shangfeng Xilin's gaze, and immediately coaxed, and immediately changed his words

"Oh...... I mean, I can't miss such a good opportunity, and meeting someone as good as you is simply a blessing from my previous life! ”

Feng Xilin listened carefully, and a warm current flowed through his heart, but he was very restrained on his face, so that people could not see joy, anger and sorrow.

In the next second, Bo Zhong's whole person was completely shocked, and Feng Xilin picked up the wine on the table, took a sip, and said in a low voice

"As you say, I really am... No father, no mother, no one to raise me, I have never seen them, I have never felt their body temperature, embrace, when I was a child, I lived with the dean, he was very busy, often not at home, as long as I met other children, they would definitely say me, wild seed! Orphan! Sometimes they would beat me together, and I never dared to tell the dean, for fear that he would dislike me for being weak and throw me away. ”

"I can't imagine the days without support, and sometimes I even hate why the dean picked me up, days like this... It's better to let me die there, and then, slowly, slowly, suddenly, I was afraid to communicate with others, in order to avoid others, I immersed myself in the library every day and night, although I was lonely, but my heart was comfortable. ”

"Bo Zhong, do you know that one year on the Shangyuan Festival, the dean took me down the mountain to visit the Lantern Festival, and the children on the street

My son is led by my father and mother, holding a small lantern in my hand and holding candy, I am really envious and envious. I've never felt it... These are far, far away from me..."

Feng Xilin should be drunk, his face was red, his eyes were red, and he was a little moist, and the things that had been pressed in his heart for so many years were actually in his mind, regardless of everything he told to the person opposite.

Bo Zhong has never seen such a Feng Xilin, fragile like a child, as if it will be broken at the slightest touch, it should be very sad.

"Feng Xilin, don't cry, I won't coax children..."

"You're going to cry! You don't understand at all, you are an innate genius, how many people around you love, how can you know my feelings, my efforts! All of this... It's just so that others don't dare to bully me! ”

"How come, you are clearly trying to promote the right path in the world."

"It's not! I'm not! I'm just so that they don't dare to look down on me, I don't want to care about nothing, I don't... I don't want to let go of all my hatred and go... Go..."

What to do? Feng Xilin couldn't say it, for more than ten years, he didn't dare to say that he had never hated those colleagues who bullied him, but... He didn't want to admit that he had long since stopped caring about this, and his heart had long since lost the so-called resentment... This made him feel very unwilling!

Bo Zhong picked up the folding fan on the table and fanned the drunk unconscious man with a cool breeze, hoping that he would wake up quickly and stop talking nonsense.

It's just that...... It turns out that I am like this in the eyes of others...... Bo Zhong smiled, I don't know if he knew...... I guess they won't look at me again. That's good, thank you, Feng Xilin, for being willing to tell me what is in your heart, it's just ...... I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't dare tell you about it.

Since this day, Feng Xilin's whole person can't believe the changes in Bozhong.

When Jia Ye set up a banquet, he would take the initiative to find Bo Zhong and sit beside him very dignified, so that Bo Zhong had a little irregular behavior, and he had to look at Feng Xilin's eyes.

For another example, every time Bo Zhong clamored to go to the back mountain to see the acacia flowers, Feng Xilin would accompany him silently, although it was still cold on the surface, but there was a hint of softness and trust in his eyes.

It's just that there is no feast in the world, and in the blink of an eye, September is approaching, and all the pink velvet flowers on the trees in the back mountain have withered, leaving only some ruined redness on the ground, which is particularly sad.

"Feng Xilin, don't be too sad, we will meet again, if I can, I will definitely sneak out to see you."

Bo Zhong sat on the seat of Feng Xilin's bedroom, looking at the jade man who was writing and painting in front of the table, Feng Xilin was burning a delicate and unique triangular tripod beside him, wisps of green smoke were floating everywhere, if you smell carefully, you can smell a faint sweet fragrance.

Feng Xilin was hidden in the smoke, a little blurry, and he couldn't see clearly.

Hearing Bo Zhong's words, Feng Xilin finally put down the pen in his hand and sat up straight

"When are you leaving?"

"Early tomorrow morning,? Don't come to see me off! It's too numb..."

Feng Xilin frowned slightly and didn't answer, why at this time, he still looked like he didn't care, is it like this in his bones.

Bo Zhong saw that Feng Xilin didn't answer, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply covered his head and drank, but in a quarter of an hour, there was not a drop left in the wine gourd, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart: What a broken gourd! I can't even fit a few bowls of wine!

Suddenly, a clear breath approached, and a slender hand pinched the wine gourd in his hand, Bo Zhong was a little surprised, and he didn't quite understand what Feng Xilin wanted to do.

Feng Xilin pulled it gently, and the dark wine gourd came to his hand, and then he didn't bother with Bozhong, took the wine gourd out of the room, and walked back in less than a quarter of an hour, stuffed the wine gourd back into Bozhong's hand, and then walked to the table by himself, and continued to write and draw.

The moment Bo Zhong came in from Xilin, he smelled a sweet and thick aroma of wine, and sure enough, the gourd in his hand was full at this moment.

Bo Zhong swallowed his saliva and took a sip sharply, only to feel that a strong aroma of wine filled his mouth, and even his nasal cavity was impacted, with some slight pain, and his throat was even worse, as if he had been pinched hard, dry and hot. Then the tear glands seem to be stimulated and secrete tears uncontrollably.

Bo Zhong slowed down for a while before taking a long breath and said

"Wow! Refreshing! Feng Xilin... What kind of wine is this, so amazing, enough energy! It's so cool! ”

"Merge and dissociate."

That's right, Bo Zhong has been thinking about the separation for a whole month, and it really didn't disappoint him.

Last night's wind and rain were severe, and last night's fog grew wildly. On the second day, Feng Xilin got up early, cleaned up more neatly than before, and waited at the mountain gate early.

At about the end of the day, some young men and girls dressed in red came over.

Feng Xilin looked at it, there were indeed many familiar people, but there was no one he wanted to see.

Feng Qing seemed to know, and saluted each other before saying

"Senior Brother Bo left a letter last night, and he went down the mountain last night."

“………”

gone, last night he also said not to let himself be sent, thinking that he would come. actually left silently.

That's fine, after all, after meeting, the "goodbye" is really unspeakable.

It seems that fate is so wonderful, the inadvertent encounter at the beginning, just like the inadvertent parting now, one parting and two wide, each is the king.

Bo Zhong sat on a tall tree with a crooked neck, and took a sip of the wine gourd, and in this direction, he could just overlook the mountain peaks hidden in the clouds and smoke. Feng Xilin, Feng Xilin, the next time we meet, don't forget me......

Bo Zhong sat for five or six hours, until the sun was slanting in the west and became hazy, he stretched his waist, and the wine gourd on his waist was already empty, and there was not a drop left, Bo Zhong couldn't help but pout, and said

"It really is! Feng Xilin, this kid doesn't know how to fill me with two more pots, such a good wine, I don't know when I will drink it next time! Tut... Misstep, mistaken. ”

The ancient road of Changting, farewell from the sky, mountains and flowing water, and enjoy it with you, so it is very good.

The ancients often said: You have a confidant in life, and you have no regrets in this life. This feeling is as light as the water of a clear spring, and this feeling is as heavy as the top of a high mountain!

……………………………

In the deep Lechuan River, a fluttering and swaying boat seemed to have hit a reef and shook slightly, Lan Zeyun hurriedly grabbed the edge of the boat to prevent himself from falling, this place... No kidding.

Du Luo watched it, and didn't help, so he said half-paid

"Yo, are you also afraid of death?"

"If you decide not to live, you are not afraid of death, and if you still have a trace of thought in your heart, you don't want to die now."