The various emotions that had been dormant for many years gradually woke up in his eyes as he looked at me, but my mind was as chaotic as ever, and these thousands of emotions were running around in the dark, but in the end there was no way to escape, so they were all congested in my throat, causing it to be astringent and bitter, I didn't hold back, I hid my face and coughed.

But the ink-robed boy was still looking at me, and his eyes as if he were surprised and pained never left for a moment.

I'm wondering why.

I obviously haven't seen this son, why do I still have such a strong feeling, I feel that I have a lot of intersection with him on a certain day?

I can't even name him, so why do I feel like his surname, name, or even title is hidden behind the congested emotions?

I've been at peace for years, why do I see him at this moment, and suddenly feel like I've never been quiet in all these years - a bad mood and a flustered life have always been with me, and at a certain place where my eyes meet, quickly squeezing out all my life.

These doubts all turned into a question in the end—who is this person in front of you?

But I searched all my memories, but I didn't find an answer, I only felt nervous and anxious, and wanted to lower my head and hurry over, but I didn't want to take my eyes off him for half a minute.

The second floor of the painting boat is full of people, and the guests who are looking for pleasure are confused, and when they pass by the ink robe standing still on the stairs, they will occasionally come forward with bad intentions and prepare to talk, but in the end, they all retreat in the eyes of this son who are as cold as knives, and after two steps, they pass by me and Jun Qing, who are also standing still, and feel that the two of us are soft persimmons that can be pinched up and down the body, so the obscene words come and go.

Some of these accosted people knew Jun Qing, knew that he was timid, and knew that he was not as tall as other little brothers in this painting boat, so what he said was even more unpleasant.

For example: "Ouch Xiaoqing'er, what are you doing in the room?" Look at your tender face, it's all swollen. ”

For example: "Jun Qing, you look really beautiful today, how long do you want to accompany the guests today, and it is okay for my brother to come to your room later?" ”

Another example: "Oh, isn't this Xiaoqing?" I just heard on the first floor that you were disobedient tonight and received a slap from Mr. Chen, what's the matter, you have entered this line of work and got on this painting boat, and you still think that you are an innocent and clean little boy? ”

Jun Qing stood in front of me, raising his wide sleeves, deliberately covering me, but unexpectedly, some bastards noticed me behind him, so a sandalwood fan touched my chin and teased.

"This little brother is new here? Boss Wang's provocative eye is good, look at this face, he looks cold and handsome, brother, I like you, do you have a master tonight, why don't you go to the third floor with your brother to eat? ”

The fat powder on the fan floated up, and it smelled so bad that it made me sick for a while; The hand holding the fan had a huge golden wrench on its thumb, and the light of the wrench made me dizzy.

Junqing's little boy hurriedly stroked the fan for me, "Childe" and "Master" shouted several times, and made a loss to be able to squeeze out of this group of people, he still grabbed my sleeve as he did before entering the room, and said to me behind him: "Childe, you follow me, don't be scattered." With that, he pulled me towards the west staircase.

So, I had no way to escape, so I met the ink-robed boy who was over there.

The ink-robed boy finally stopped looking at me directly, slowly lowered his eyelids, and the light of the red lantern on the beam fell, leaving a deep and dark shadow under his eyes through his dense and long eyelashes, and he looked very cold.

What he was thinking, I don't know at all, after a shallow guess, his eyes swept over the jade bone fan that he didn't hold steadily and fell to the ground and shattered, so I think he looked so cold, eighty percent of them felt sorry for this fan.

Going down the stairs, when passing by him, Jun Qing stopped, picked up the fan that was still intact and handed it to him with both hands, and after the ink-robed boy took it, he lowered his head and picked up the broken jade bones one by one, took out a handkerchief and wrapped it before handing it over, and said with a smile: "Childe be careful, don't tie your hands." ”

I was not as careful as Jun Qing, my eyes fell on the fan - it was Ouyang Xun's "Thousand Character Text" written when he was eighty-five years old, of course, it is not genuine, but the imitation characters on it are the most Ouyang Xun I have ever seen.

At a certain moment, I felt that there was a person in my past life who imitated Ouyang Xun's calligraphy and imitated it very similarly, but as long as I thought about it carefully, I felt that this was more like a dream scene, although it was clear-eyed, it was fake.

I was tempted to ask him who he was and why I had such indescribable mixed feelings when I met him. But in the end, I didn't ask anything, and continued downstairs with Jun Qing.

The boy didn't thank Jun Qing either, his face was cold and didn't ease for a moment, and even his posture didn't change for a moment, until I was about to go to the first floor and look up, he was standing in place, surrounded by people, he clenched the broken jade in his hand very tightly, although through Jun Qing's handkerchief, this force still forced the broken jade to turn into a sharp blade and cut the palm, I saw some scarlet blood oozing out from his fingers.

A palpitation came up, as if the man whose palm had been cut was me. I hurriedly turned back, not daring to look at him again.

Tongjun Qing Xiaogongzi left the painting boat, supported the boat when he came, went to Lanyue Lake to find a place without a boat, stopped there, and drank the sour plum tea he boiled to me, the tea entrance is a little sour, after tasting it, I feel that the lips and teeth are sweet, it is a very delicious tea. After staying on the boat for half an hour, I felt a little sleepy, so I asked Junqing to take me to the small ferry port when I took the boat tonight.

After getting off the boat, I told him, "Xiaojun, when you were sorting out your clothes in the shop, I put the gold leaves in your jar of sour plum tea, and I am afraid that the sour plum tea will not be able to drink." "Hopefully that number will get you out of this boat.

I thought about the latter sentence for a long time, but finally didn't say it.

Jun Qing was stunned, the oar almost came out of his palm, and then he quickly knelt down, with tears in his eyes, and choked up: "Xiaojun, Xiaojun doesn't know how to repay the kindness of the son." Now I am embarrassed by this identity, and when I come out of this painting boat in the future, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for my son. Can Childe tell Jun your name and mansion? ”

I waved my hand and said, "It's just a passerby, I'll stay here for a few days and then leave, don't remember to repay me." Since you also have the intention of leaving this painting boat, then I will also say it bluntly, the reason why I gave you these gold leaves is also to help you get out of here. Xiaojun, live a good life in the future, you and I are destined to see you again. ”

Tonight was very wicked, for example, the distance from the ferry to the inn was one hundred and ten paces, and I always felt that someone was following me, but when I turned back to search, there was no figure behind me, but when I reached the door of the inn, a willow leaf fell unexpectedly, brushed the back of my neck and landed on my collar.

I pinched the leaf and looked up, the huge canopy was hazy, I don't know if it was my illusion, I seemed to see a dark corner.

After going out and tossing for a while, the contents of the stomach were almost gone, and I only felt a little sleepy, so I went back to the room and washed it briefly, and fell asleep. I had many dreams, which were chaotic and bizarre. One of the most bizarre was that I was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and riding a horse with a man galloping through the city.

That man seemed to be my husband, because he was wearing a scarlet wedding robe.

But this husband yelled behind my back, as if he was a woman from a good family who was forcibly robbed by me, and scolded me: "Qin Buxian, it is not polite for you to do this!" This king is upright, an eight-foot man, and today he has become the daughter-in-law you forcibly married! ”

The more reluctant he was, the happier I was, but I didn't know that I wasn't as happy as I looked. At last they tore each other apart on horseback, and I compromised first: "I know that you are taking advantage of the situation to play tricks on me, but I am still willing to fulfill you." Regarding your affairs, I only messed around this once, and I probably can't die well together in this life, I hope you can give me a fulfillment today. ”

He's always behind me.

That day, I didn't look back.