"Second brother?" Changyun walked out of the study and met Changfeng who came to look for him. At this time, Changfeng is close to the age of standing, but he is still graceful and handsome. Dressed in a green shirt, he was looking at the wild flowers that bloomed stubbornly in the barren and chaotic courtyard.

"Brother Yun, long time no see." Changfeng turned around and looked at Changyun in front of him, he was getting thinner and thinner, like a dead tree after autumn, his face was a little pale, but his spirit was good, which made Changfeng feel distressed and a little lucky.

"Yes! How is the second brother doing lately? "Changyun's eyes on the long wind, the rippled lake that is not filled with water, is now much less bright and gentle, and it has added a little bit of vicissitudes carved by the years, these years, I have suffered a lot......

"I, as long as I have wine to drink, wander the world, make my home from all over the world, and be happy. What about you? I see that you live alone, it's very hard! The grass in the yard was overgrown. ”

"It's a bit hard, but she's here, and this is home."

Changyun showed a smile that had not appeared for a long time, his eyes were infinitely gentle, mentioning her, he could have a moment of gentleness and happiness, and now, the second brother is here, and it can be regarded as a happy event to meet again after a long time, which also makes him very happy.

Changfeng followed Changyun to the hall, an ordinary cabin, the hall is not big, only some Changyun Suri's favorite calligraphy and paintings, the painting in front of it is a woman dancing,

The posture is graceful, the posture is graceful, and there is warmth hidden between the eyebrows, and he looks at the room with a pair of beautiful eyes, a square table, and a few chairs.

"What you painted, it really looks like it." Changfeng sat down and looked at the woman in the painting.

"After all these years, I feel like she's never left." Changyun simply made a pot of tea, poured it for Changfeng, and the two sat opposite each other.

"Second brother, don't dislike this tea!"

"It's okay, over the years, I've been used to drinking any kind of tea." Changfeng picked up the tea and carefully blew it with his mouth, but it was still a little hot, he only took a sip and put it down again.

"All these years, has there been any news of the White Girl?"

"Nope." Changfeng shook his head and sighed softly.

"Are you going to keep looking?"

"The ends of the earth, until death." The firmness in Changfeng's eyes made Changyun sigh, there has always been a lover, there are many ups and downs, and there are many tribulations.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, and they became acquainted again in an instant, and the distance of time separated them physically, but their hearts have been brought a lot closer, and the stories of these years can not be told in a few words.

In this way, the two have been talking from the early morning to the evening, at sunset, Changfeng got up to say goodbye, Changyun was very nostalgic, but still got up to send each other, under the lights, Changyun and Changfeng walked forward side by side, and the grass in the yard made it more eerie here.

"Second brother, if I die in the future, you can bury me and Muge together."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end, Changfeng is finally gone, the figure disappeared into the vast night, Changyun looked at his distant back, standing silently for a long time.

Over the years, many things have changed, the white-clothed faction has gradually expanded, Tongyun has also left Changfeng, the Lu family has long been defeated, and now it is only beginning to revitalize, thanks to Lu Yixuan. The Qiao family was defeated, and Madrigal was gone. But there are many things that have not changed, Changyun is still guarding the lonely tomb, and Changfeng is still waiting for the person who will say goodbye.

Changfeng would not have thought that this was the last time the two would meet, otherwise, how could he bear to let him look at his back in the distance.

Changfeng walked all the way to the street in the dark, the street was full of people, some noisy and messy, although he saw Changfeng today, but Changfeng was still depressed in his heart, he found a restaurant, and sat alone by the window and drank wine.

The past resurfaced in my mind, and the cold wind could not wake up the drunk.

"Childe, you're drinking late at night, but what's on your mind?" The disheveled woman walked over slowly, sat in his arms, a pair of slender and delicate arms moved up gently, encircling his neck, and there was an intoxicating aroma of wine between exhaling and inhaling.

Changfeng looked at her, and there was real disdain in his eyes, "My heart, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the girl!" ”

The woman was still soft-spoken, seductive in every way, and Changfeng angrily shook off her hand, pushed her to the ground, and staggered out of the tavern.

If this story has to be mixed with so many joys and sorrows, ups and downs, before it can start again, then let me be the opener of the story, as long as the ending is you, there is nothing else to ask for.

Wait for me.