The moon stars are scarce.

Autumn cicadas are chirping, and the leaves are withering and falling.

It added a bit of desolation to this already sad Su Wutang.

Sitting on the roof of the Su Wu Hall, looking up at the starry sky, and looking down at the flickering candle flame in front of the spirit.

Su Guoguo pointed to a towering old tree in the courtyard and remembered: "When I was a child, my father taught me martial arts under that tree, at that time I always complained, what kind of kung fu do girls learn, I also want to be a gentle and virtuous woman, but no, my father is Su Laogou, I am his daughter, Su Wutang is his family business, it will also be my family business, if I don't know martial arts, how can I help him keep this family business." In the past, I always complained that he taught me martial arts and didn't teach me to study hard, but now no one complains if I want to complain. ”

Zhao Qianli also thought: "It's the same when I was a child, I don't like the arrangement of adults, you don't like to practice martial arts just like I don't like to hold a pig-killing knife, but after all, you still practice martial arts, and it's very powerful, but I, probably won't hold that cumbersome pig-killing knife again in my life." ”

Su Guoguo sighed: "You are different, you have dreams, and I ......"

"You should also have, there are many things in this world that others can't decide, you are practicing martial arts, but that doesn't mean you can't do anything else, just like I once held a pig-killing knife, but in the end I still picked up the pen, and I may even have to put down the pen in the future. When we live, we must change with the changes of the times, and we cannot stick to the rules. Zhao Qianli said with a smile.

"Hmm......" Su Guguo thought for a while, nodded, and said, "What you said seems to be very reasonable." ”

Zhao Qianli smiled awkwardly, "It's just a matter of talking." ”

"Well, I actually have a dream." Su Guoguo looked at him with a smile.

Seeing him smile, Zhao Qianli finally felt better in his heart, and asked, "Think about it so quickly?" ”

"Hmm." Su Guoguo nodded, "Actually, I have thought about it a long time ago, but I was hesitant to give up before, and after hearing you say this, I decided to continue to realize my dream." ”

"What dreams?" Zhao Qianli said curiously.

Su Guoguo looked at it for a moment, made sure that there was no one around, and then cautiously hooked her finger at Zhao Qianli, signaling him to come closer, as if she was afraid that others would hear her dream.

Zhao Qianli got a little closer, and there was probably a seven or eight-year-old boy between the two.

Su Guoguo whispered in his ear, "My dream is for you to sleep with me willingly." ”

"......" Zhao Qianli said angrily: "Su Guoguo, do you have a conscience, your father just died, you just think about this, is it too unfilial." ”

"No, it won't." Su Guoguo shook his head and said with a smile: "Your father reported my father's ugliness, if he knew that I had this dream, he would definitely support me." ”

That's right, Su Laogou will support any of his daughter's decisions, even if she never marries.

Zhao Qianli was almost angry to death, and he didn't persuade her if he knew it.

"However, I promised Wugou that within three years, I will not realize this dream." Su Guoguo smiled and said, "Zhao Qianli, you are so pitiful, Gu Mingyue is gone, I won't like you for the time being, you no one likes you anymore." ”

A simple smile on her face finally concealed the unstoppable sadness in her heart.

This man has become her dream in the future, a great dream.

Call......

Zhao Qianli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Three years, such a long time, can already change a lot of things, a lot of ideas.

Three years later, Su Guoguo may have fallen in love with other men, and may even be married.

As for Zhao Qianli, he should have reunited with Nangong Mingyue.

Three years may make Su Guoguo like other men, and in the same way, two years may also make Nangong Mingyue like other men.

So Zhao Qianli, you have to come on.

Strive for these two years to let the whole world know your name so that she can hear your deeds wherever she is, so that she will always think of you.

Zhao Qianli held a leaf falling from a towering old tree.

To hold it is to hold it like to hold the whole autumn, and to hold her hand is to hold the whole world.

I don't know when, Zhao Qianli began to miss the bright moonlight in his heart very much.

So he raised his head to look at Mingyue, and lowered his head to think about Mingyue.

———— in Beidou, known as the hometown of martial arts, there are almost all masters, and you may pass by a roadside stall, and the proprietress is the kind of ruthless person who can use a spatula as a sword and a kitchen knife to dismantle people.

So in Beidou, people who are low-key on one side are very low-key, and high-profile people are very high-profile.

The Nangong family is undoubtedly the most high-profile.

The news of Nangong Mingyue's return to the Nangong family spread almost throughout the entire Beidou City.

During the day that day, a reception banquet was held in the old mansion of the Nangong family, and the people who entered the banquet were all big and small grandmasters, and the younger ones were all Junyan or daughters, either from prominent families or with extraordinary talents, as for those small and medium-sized sects, they didn't even have the qualifications to get started.

They only need to know that Miss Sun of the Nangong family is back, and it is enough.

After dealing with the friendship of those young and handsome young daughters, Nangong Mingyue followed Nangong Wu to a former residence.

The old man, who used to be nicknamed "The Executioner" and now only "Three-Two-One", sat on the steps under the eaves, holding two pieces of candy in his hand, one brand new and one decades old.

He guards this room like he guards the person, even if it is empty and no one cares.

After greeting Shan Eryi, Nangong Mingyue pushed the door in.

Fingers brushed the tabletop, but there was no trace of dust.

Nangong Wu said softly: "This is my sister's boudoir when she was not married, it has been empty all these years, and I am not even allowed to enter, my mother is cleaning it alone, how about it, it's still clean." ”

Nangong Mingyue nodded, "Thank you." ”

"Family, don't talk about this." Nangong Wu smiled, "Okay, you can familiarize yourself with it first, I haven't gouged out people's eyes for a long time, I'll go and see if anyone doesn't open their eyes." ”

Nangong Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled.

"Uncle, can you help me gouge out my eyeballs!"

Nangong Wu raised her eyebrows and asked.

Shan Eryi got up and put away the two candies, took a deep look at the room, and then turned around and left with Nangong Wu.

He knew that Nangong Mingyue needed time to accept all this.

Nangong Mingyue looked at all the clothes, books, and notes in the room, but she couldn't imagine what her mother looked like.

In her world, it was as if this person had never appeared.

Nangong Mingyue came outside the house silently, although this is her real home, everything here is strange to her.

She looked up at the bright moon.

It is said that her name was taken by Nangong Xiaoge before she died, from "Mingyue City".

May she be like the bright moon, and the night will be bright.

Probably only this round of bright moon, in her opinion, is not so unfamiliar, but compared to the bright moon in Mingyue City, it is a little dim after all.

Zhao Qianli, can you wait for me for two years?

Under the moonlight, the moon is dancing.