I opened my eyes and saw the raindrops of beans falling down, and the lake was chaotic, and I couldn't see where the painting boat was or where Chen Lanzhou was.

The water was so cold tonight, cold to the marrow, I struggled to hold my breath, but my hands trembled more and more, and in my panic, I uncontrollably crossed my chest and hooked the neck of my ink robe. The movement seemed so amplitude that he suddenly lowered his head, and my lips snapped against his chin with a faint stubble on it.

I shuddered clearly, and suddenly remembered something.

It seems that in the evening of June of a certain year, under the three-story restaurant, thousands of torches suddenly gushed out, and the night sky was dyed red by the firelight, and countless people wanted to arrest me, I still didn't understand what crime I had committed, but the son next to me reacted and scooped me into his arms, I didn't know what he was going to do, but the force from the waist seemed to fight for his life to protect me.

He took me from a three-story restaurant.

When he landed safely, he raised his hand to untie my headband, so that the strands of hair covered my face, and his hands wrapped around my shoulders, and he said to me as he usually said today, "Don't be silent, and don't be afraid." ”

The willows of the north were so heavy that he kept countless torches and bows and arrows behind his back, bowed his head and said to me, "Whatever happens behind you later, you run forward, don't look back." Today, the fan stalled in Liuye Bay, jumped in, and the bluestone slab on the right side of the river bay could be opened and you could hide in it. ”

I was so fascinated that the boy in front of me was so handsome and so good-looking, so I reached out and grabbed his neck, pulled his face in, and dropped a kiss on the chin with a slight stubble.

The next second I told him, "I just wanted to make a joke, but I wasn't really emotional." You go ,......."

This is followed by a title, which should be his identity or name.

It's strange to say, it's such a complete memory, but when it comes to his name, I can't remember that title.

I didn't listen to him and go to the willow leaf bay under the fan stall, nor did I hide in the bluestone slab on the right side of the bay, I swaggered down the street and was caught as I wished. I think that if I really committed a crime, I should do it alone, and I have nothing to do with him, and he can't put his life on the line to protect me. I don't want anything wrong with him at all, I want him to be okay all the time.

Kissing his chin wasn't a joke, I really liked this guy, I just didn't want him to know.

The memories were pulled back into the lake, I slept for five years, the water was not as good as before, he half-supported and half-carried me to swim to the shore of the lake, but the suffocation sensation hit the spiritual platform one by one, I became more and more powerless, and the arm that had hooked his neck gradually slipped down.

My mother is dying here today, and I want to look up one last time at this man who said he was going to take me alive, but in the end I almost drowned in the lake, and I wanted to see his face, or hear his voice. But the water was so muddy and loud that I couldn't see or hear anything.

The cold touch trembled into my lips, pried my lips and teeth apart, as if trying to get into my mouth, I felt a little tired and a little futile, and finally tried my best to stagger his lips, and the next second, the lake water rushed into my nose, and the cold feeling took advantage of the victory and chased, all the way to my lungs.

……

In my mind, the clouds and clouds are gone, the mountains are scattered, the grass is withered, and the winter snow is in full bloom, this dream is very long, as if I have slept for another five years.

When I woke up, I found myself in the right wing of a house, I got up and looked out the window, and found that the house was lined with rockeries, surrounded by streams, cloisters, and colorful flowers and trees.

And this house is somewhat familiar.

"Could this be ......," I muttered.

Just as he was hesitating to guess the name, a low male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "That's right, this is Xiyuan." ”

When I turned around in a panic, I saw a leisurely and comfortable man lying on the wisteria rocking chair in the wing room, holding a thin book in his hand, and two plates of dim sum and a pot of tea on the round table next to him.

I smiled and sniffled my snot from the cold, "Hey, isn't this my savior?" ”

"Why are we here?"

"This place was taken into custody by the Ningguo Government, and no one dares to come in now, so it is very safe."

I nodded blankly, "Oh." ”

He didn't wear the ink-colored robe that appeared quite frequently today, but hung a loose smoky gray thin shirt, which looked at the color was not very obvious, but the texture was exceptionally good, it was woven with the thinnest silk thread, and the lines of the weaving thread could not be seen without looking carefully, and it hung on the body like a stream flowing through jade, with a delicate and gentle luster.

It's expensive at first glance.

Even a businessman like me, who is not short of money, does not dare to buy and wear it easily.

Wait a minute...... Something seems wrong?

I suddenly looked down and found that I was also wearing a shirt of the same color and texture, and there was a clean and refreshing middle coat of the same color and texture underneath.

The plots that often appear in the script appear in front of me one by one without warning, such as being in a coma when encountering a crisis, getting wet clothes when falling into the water, changing clothes when wet, and the heroine waking up to cry and ask without tears-

"What is this garment...... Did you change it for me? ”

He shook his head, and even if he didn't speak, he denied it.

That's good, that's good, I let out a long breath and asked with a sigh of relief, "Why are we here?" ”

He didn't look as gentle and humble today as he did when he greeted him on the shore of the lake a few days ago, but his eyes were cold and his expression was indifferent, so that it took a long time to put down the thin book and begin to take care of me: "Is the man on the painting boat really so good, that you dig out your heart and lungs and dig out gold leaves, and you would rather run to him every day than die?" ”

This sentence seems to be a respected elder who has been diligent and thrifty all his life teaching the younger generation who is stubborn and drunk, and he obviously has the anger of hating iron and steel, but he still has to maintain the solemnity and majesty on his face - I will change the analogy again, he is lying on the rocking chair and accusing me like this, like a grandfather scolding his grandson.

If he hadn't had a book in his hand but a crutch, he would have struck me on the leg long ago.

I froze for a moment, and my eyes dodged: "Huh...... Not...... I don't go every day, it's just a whim that it passes, and the little boy of Lanzhou is not a bad person, I am like an old friend with him, and we respect each other, not the kind of relationship that you said. Besides, I've only been there twice before, but it's just so unfortunate that I can meet you every time. ”

He looked at me with his eyes half-closed, and he didn't speak, and his expression was very bland.

I lowered my head and wiped my snot bubbles, and then I became bold again, and continued: "I don't think you can just talk about me, shouldn't you also reflect on why you go to that kind of place often, otherwise why I can see you every time I go back?" ”

The corners of his lips twitched, as if he didn't want to talk to me more, and raised his hand to pinch an osmanthus cake and put it into his mouth.

That's how my stomach rang at the right time.

After looking left and right and looking at it carefully, he felt that if he ate all these two plates of dim sum, he would definitely be tired, so it was better for me to help him eat a few pieces, thinking like this, his body couldn't help but lean over.

But before I could touch the edge of the plate, he rolled up the book, knocked my hand off, took down an empty bowl with a big face from the table behind him, took out a huge pot, filled the empty bowl, and finally pushed it in front of me: "Drink this first." ”

I looked at the bowl of medicine in front of me that was pitch black, and I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He saw that I was silent, so he said coolly: "You fell into the water and contracted the wind cold, and you can only get better after drinking the medicine." ”

I frowned, forcibly pulled my IQ back, and raised my palm to make a gesture of refusal: "Wait, how do you know about me digging out gold leaves for the little boy of Lanzhou?" Moreover, I seem to have forgotten to ask, who was trying to kill me and forcing me to jump into the water in the middle of the night to escape? ”

He flipped through the book unhurriedly, his expression was unusually calm, far from the appearance of standing in front of the door of the tea room, drenched and solemn: "You don't need to know. ”

I didn't like his answer, and his tone was not as cowardly as Fang just now: "Do you think you don't like me, deliberately use someone to kill me, and then deliberately get me into the water, so that I look embarrassed and even die on the spot?" ”

Because of the close distance, I saw his slender eyelashes flutter a few times.

He finally put down the book, straightened up from the chaise longue and raised his right hand towards me. I thought he was going to hit me, so I subconsciously ducked to the left. His hand cleared, stunned for a moment, and finally reached over. He didn't hit me, just gently rubbed my forehead.

"How can anyone take themselves into the water?" He smiled helplessly and said, "You seem to have misunderstood me a little. ”

"Well, you're right, I'm misunderstanding you. When I was about to drown in the lake, you were shivering. I wanted to smile at him, and thank him earnestly and reverently for saving his life, but the restlessness that had been silent for a long time spread from the bottom of my heart, and I bit my lip to suppress the uncomfortable emotion, so that I smiled at him very fiercely and ugly.

He seemed to notice my abnormality, his fingers were close to my face, and his eyes were full of panic: "What's wrong with you?" ”

I was so tormented by this emotion that I almost cried: "I should thank you, if it weren't for you, I might not have been able to escape from the painting boat, and I wouldn't have escaped from Lanyue Lake, but for some reason, I seem to hate you very much, I hate you from the first time I saw you, and sometimes I want you to ......"

I want you to die.

I frantically covered my mouth to keep myself from saying that sentence.