Sitting quietly under the candlelight and moonlight, the two of them were silent and thought about their own thoughts. Yan Zi was still thinking about the strange storyteller, and he didn't know where the divine really hoped to meet again and find out a thing or two.

And Sheng Linsheng glanced at her secretly, trying to dig out all of her. Because I feel more and more that she is a difficult book to read, the deeper I explore, the more difficult I find it to understand. Even childhood sweethearts still don't know much about her.

The two sat quietly, unconsciously the night was deep, and the teapot on the table gradually disappeared after changing back and forth several times, and the smoke became calm and dead. Because the inn had long since closed, the shopkeeper had already slept, and at this time only the two of them were still sitting stupidly downstairs in the inn.

Salsa...... I don't know when it rained, and the moonlight gradually fell silent, and the intertwined moon shadows and candle shadows only left the candle shadows lingering and dragging on under the rain wash.

Sheng Linsheng looked out through the window, and the swaying appearance of the candle shadow was deeply imprinted in his mind. The rain suddenly poured in, and the whirring wind also came, blowing the raindrops that fell vertically like beads into a puff of white smoke. From a distance, it looks like a piece of white yarn fluttering in the sky of the world, and it is really beautiful in a hazy way.

No wonder people say that it rains and smoke, and sometimes rain can turn into a hazy state of smoke. The joy of Sheng Linsheng's view, although the wind and rain were blowing, but the mood also became calm and calm with the rain swept away, like an immortal who stayed out of the matter and did not eat the fireworks of the world.

At this time, when I looked at Yan Zi opposite, I also had this feeling, as if the fairy was ethereal and difficult to find, but people were reluctant to take their eyes off. Such a woman is like that smoke and rain, Sheng Lin Sheng was fascinated by it, and wanted to go up and touch it, but felt that it had tarnished the sacred feeling, so she still endured it. Keep watching the rain.

Yan Zi saw that his expression was slightly embarrassed, and suddenly noticed, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing!" Sheng Linsheng was startled at first, and then hurriedly covered it up.

"It's so stormy outside, and it's dark at night, but you're going to sleep?" Kind reminder.

Yan Zi noticed that it was raining heavily outside, and when he asked this, he seemed to be a little sleepy, so he slapped Hache elegantly, and stood up lazily and walked upstairs. "Let's go, it's almost time, it's time to sleep."

Sheng Linsheng nodded, and followed him upstairs to rest.

The night quietly disappeared in the sound of wind and rain, and then a new round of sunrise followed. The warm sunlight reflects the colorful light through the raindrops, hanging diagonally in the sky, building a sky bridge.

Occasionally, birds chirp and fly by, like couples flying from the overpass to the mortal world, one couple after another, such a beautiful moment. The beauty gets up early to wash, pushes the window and looks at it and can't help but feel relaxed, and then takes a deep breath of moist and cool air and feels even more energetic.

Yan Zi lay quietly at the window and looked at the sky, fascinated by it. But she would never have imagined that somewhere on the street downstairs, a pair of evil and strange eyes were also looking at her stupidly, as if admiring a painting.

Looking at Yan Zi's delicate facial features and pure and natural face, which contrasts with the surrounding alleys and streets, there is a kind of beauty and noble atmosphere, like a holy lotus. The man was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to close his eyes for a while, until he felt the stinging pain that gradually hit him, and he had to close his eyes and take a nap. It's just that when I opened my eyes again, the window was already empty, and the beauty was nowhere to be found.

In fact, in the house, Yan Zi had been called downstairs by Sheng Linsheng to "wake up?" Why don't we go downstairs and have breakfast together? ”

"Okay." Yan Zi followed Sheng Linsheng down.

The inn was so busy in the early morning, and compared to the quiet of last night's stormy time, the inn was indeed a lot noisy now. However, Yan Zi did not reject it, but liked it very much. Because drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, listening to the undisguised conversation and laughter between women and children is more approachable, and the three sentences between women are selling vegetables, and the bargaining for a penny makes them argue for a long time. In addition to playing and playing among children, these featureless words are full of tranquility and serenity. It's much better here than the mild-mannered but thorny arguments of the imperial court.

Yan Zi hadn't enjoyed such a good life for a long time, and the deceit of the court and the king's verdict forced her to be cautious in her words and actions.

Yan Zi was funny when she heard it, and her sweet and pure smile hung on her face from time to time, which made Sheng Linsheng feel a little delusional and thought that she was wrong, but in fact, she was really laughing, and she didn't know what was ridiculous.

Sheng Linsheng looked confused but not disgusted, because women who love to laugh are always so beautiful and approachable, even a man can't resist.

"Babble-ah-" In the opera garden next door, a day's opera was staged again.

The melodious voice is even more melodious through the smoke and rain town, and Yan Zi can't help but look at the opera garden opposite through the door to see what he is singing.

There were a lot of people lined up in the theater early in the morning, and men and women were anxiously waiting to enter. There are so many people that it's very difficult to even get in. But people are still anxious, preferring to wait a while rather than listen to the next song.

It's really strange what kind of powerful person can have such a skill that makes these people prefer to wait rather than leave.

Yan Zi was very curious, and couldn't help but want to join in the fun.

"Do you want to go to the theater? I invite you! Yan Zi looked at Sheng Linsheng with interest, hoping that he could go with him.

Sheng Linsheng wondered if he would encounter this kind of thing again if he encountered rude Diao people yesterday and went today. But since Yan Zi is gone, he will not be left behind. Immediately he paid the money and followed.

The two went to the opposite theater garden, only to find that there were many more people in line than expected. In order to go in and listen to the play quickly, Sheng Linsheng didn't want to take out the silver to everyone in the front row, so Yan Zi could enter it as early as possible.

This move was seen by the people who had been watching upstairs, and the corners of their eyes and mouths showed a thick disdain. Yan Zi didn't think so, but accepted Sheng Linsheng's arrangement and went inside early to listen to the play.

Unlike yesterday, standing on the stage today is a young boy, in his twenties, very handsome. It's like a cool breeze and a basin of water, and the whole person feels clear and simple to Yan Zi.

The young man is polite and polite, and his tone is scholarly, but he does not tell books but sings, and the tune is played by the pipa, which sounds very crisp. The voice is also a little clear, and the whole piece sounds very pleasant, like a yellow bird beside it. It's just that I savor it and feel that there are words in the juvenile words, and the lyrics mean something else.

For example, a sentence "Yan (smoke) city and mountains are buried with red sleeves (Tibet), and Shengzhuang rivers and rivers are blue (Ji) sacrifices." Then the tune changes, and the pronunciation of each word changes. It sounds like the mountains of Yancheng, because the wind and rain just passed yesterday and the smoke and rain outside were hazy, so it is inevitable that there will be such a misunderstanding.

But when he heard that the red-sleeved blue face suddenly felt that something was wrong, this white-faced scholar seemed to have a mystery in his words, and the more Yan Zi listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes and see the man on the stage thoroughly.

And in private, he immediately instructed Sheng Linsheng to track down the lyrics, wanting to find out if he was too worried. But unfortunately, the owner of the garden came to report that the composer had made the music himself, and he had no words but to ask the boy himself.

Yan Zi had no choice but to give up, and did not ask Sheng Linsheng to embarrass the owner too much, but quietly listened to the young man finish singing the song with interest. I don't know what the name of this song is, so I don't know when I hear it halfway, but the words and phrases I hear from the back feel that it is not simple, and it seems that the singing scene is actually scolding. You can imagine what the whole piece is expressing.

Yan looked at the boy playfully, the boy was white and elegant, and his facial features were exquisite, like a stunned nerd, but not really. Because he secretly glanced at himself, he was clearly playful, and when he thought about it in combination with Fang Cai's words, he felt that he was targeting himself openly and secretly.

Yan Zi became more and more unwilling to let down his vigilance, and his eyes changed from looking at him to warning, and then from warning to playing. That's right, because she noticed that the young man's eyes were strange, and his expression was completely different from the way he looked. Obviously, his true face is not so delicate, and he is probably a black-bellied guy.

At the end of the song, the young man stepped down from the stage with his clothes fluttering, but he was immediately invited to Yan Zi by the owner of the garden. Yan Zi sat leaning against the chair, the corners of her mouth slightly curled and looked at the young man with a smile, this behavior was very different from her pure and simple clothes, and she was even more intriguing when she should have been a holy fairy.

The young man didn't dare to be hasty, but also looked at her vigilantly, although he was standing and she was sitting, he was not arrogant, and his clothes were still fluttering in front of her. Even because of the posture of standing and sitting, the young man's eyes are arrogant and look down on himself. This made Yan Zi very uncomfortable, but he was not to be outdone, and threw it directly with a squinting look.

sneered: "Childe is the composer? ”

"Yes." Faint response.

"What's the name of the song and what is it sung?"

"Nameless, sing casually, the lyrics are just hand-made and not worth mentioning."

"Oh, really?" The red lips were hooked, and the smile became more charming, and he stood up and approached the man, "Why do I feel a little familiar, have we ever met?" ”

"When, of course." The man's answer was brief, but there was a moment of hesitation before answering, and his eyes were glazed for a moment. The next moment, he suddenly said something that surprised Yan Zi.

Because the unnatural expression in front of him was a sign that he would deny it, but he didn't expect this person to admit it. What does this mean? Yan Zi suddenly became curious, and his eyes stabbed into the other party's eyes, trying to find some clues from his eyes.

But then the man quickly avoided it, and easily explained, "The girl must not know, just in the early morning when the girl was lying on the windowsill looking out, she happened to pass by." I was fortunate enough to have a one-sided relationship and wrote this poem. In addition to being abrupt, he also asked the girl for forgiveness. ”