The person on the platform spread a fan, and the sound of folding fans settled, and he raised his eyes to look at me at this time.

Beyond the noise of the people, over the flourishing candles, the plain silk shirt, the jade stone crown, the indescribably elegant and beautiful person, is the one I have not seen in more than 1,300 years, and the one I have thought about the most in more than 1,300 years.

The folding fan made of twelve fan bones was held in her hand, as if it would turn into a three-foot long sword in the next second.

I looked at her, not daring to move or blink. I'm afraid that if I look up again, I'm afraid that if I blink an eye, the person who fell in my eyes will disappear. I didn't even dare to call out that name, I was afraid that if I called her, the scene would become transparent and untouchable, just like the scenes I had experienced a thousand times in my dreams.

The commotion under the stage is getting stronger and stronger-

"Young Master Su Yue, I will give 50,000, 50,000 gold baht! I just ask Su Gongzi to smile at the next one! ”

"100,000 gold baht, as long as you can drink a pot with Su Yue Gongzi under the moon!"

"200,000 gold baht, begging for a kiss son Fang Ze!"

"500,000 gold baht, I want to be able to enter the son's house!"

I realized it later, but in the midst of this wave of shouting, it suddenly dawned on me that they were bidding, and they were going to buy plain books. I only noticed the voice, but I didn't care what she said; It was at this time that I reacted to the sentence - "This son stays, you are so good-looking, if you buy this son, this son is willing to give you a 20% discount, what do you think?" ”

Wouldn't she just be ready to be bought tonight?!

This realization made me freeze suddenly, and I looked up at her on the platform in panic, and when I saw her posture, my heart was already pounding.

Because in this kind of bidding, I saw the Su Shu on the stage fanning the folding fan, I couldn't see the grievances, I couldn't see the sadness, and even the corners of my lips smiled, looking at this group of men who wanted to buy her, the corners of my lips smiled, and then put down the folding fan, and took the cup of tea handed over by the young man waiting next to me, looking at the crowd with half-closed eyes, looking at me by the way, pinching the tea lid and slowly opening the floating tea, and his every move was calm.

She also looked at me, and the dried tea in her hand was picked up by the waiter beside her, lifted the broken fan and shook it, squinting and smiling: "This son, how much are you willing to pay?" ”

When this sentence came out, my heart was half cold, and the other half was sour.

The cold thing is that I don't know how long she's been in this place, I don't know what she's been through to sell herself, and I don't know why she's in such a situation and still drinks tea so peacefully and doesn't care.

The sour question is why I couldn't have found her early, why I couldn't have been by her side to solve so many difficulties for her, so that she would not be reduced to this place, and be measured by mortals in price.

I jumped over the crowd, flew onto the stage and settled beside her, grabbed her hand and wrapped it in my arms. Her eyes flashed with surprise, but as if she had already seen such a scene, but in an instant, she regained her calm posture, her fingers touched my chest, she stood on tiptoe, her lips were close to my ears, and she smiled and groaned: "Childe, do you know how much gold baht it costs for someone else to hug Su Yue in Pingsuli?" ”

When these words entered my ears, I felt a fire surging in my lungs, and I couldn't hold back this anger, and the fingers on her waist tightened a little.

Her body stiffened, but she still got a little closer to me, not angry but laughing: "Does that boy know how much gold baht does it cost to hug others so tightly in Pingsuli?" ”

I looked down at her, and in her not-so-bright eyes, I could vaguely see a Ben Xuanjun with angry eyes. I just wanted to ask her why she was like this, but I didn't think about why her eyes weren't so bright.

"Plain books." I finally called out this name, after so many years, this name was called out again, I couldn't help but let my eyes not get wet, but I couldn't help crying in my heart, clasped her waist, felt that this touch was real, and couldn't help but call again, "Master Sushu." ”

The fingers that stopped on my chest paused slightly, my eyes were half-open and half-closed, and I asked tiredly, "Which one is Sushu, and there is also a sign hanging in this 'Shang Sleeve Building'?" Why hasn't Su Yue heard of it," after a pause, he suddenly thought of something, chuckled, raised his eyes and looked at me, "Or does Childe want to pretend that you are my old friend, and want to enter Su Yue's account without giving money?" ”

I frowned, "Sushu." ”

"My son's name is Su Yue, who are you talking about?" She said.

"Your name is wrong...... You used to be called a vegetarian book, have you forgotten? I said.

She pinched the folding fan, and wanted to separate me by half a minute, but because I buckled her a little tightly, she couldn't break free after all, but her voice was also a little lazy when she spoke, "You really recognized the wrong person." The ancestors of this son are surnamed Su for eight generations, and my grandfather who entered the soil took a "moon" from the "moon and breeze" to take his name, if you think my name is wrong, why don't you go underground and ask my grandfather, and ask me about the ancestors who also entered the map. ”

I let her go for half a minute and compromised: "Okay, Su Yue......"

"Stop," she took two steps back from my arms while I was relaxed, and turned her head to look at the crowd of mortals below the stand who were scrambling to buy her, "Don't come to this place without a gold baht, it costs money to come here." ”

I waved my sleeves to stop her, I wanted to talk to her well, but looking at her like this, my tone involuntarily became much more serious, "How much do you want?" Root...... I've got money, don't you be so self-loving......"

"Then do you want to listen to Ben Gongzi chant poetry and play the piano, do you want to see me painting, or do you plan to play chess and drink tea with Ben Gongzi?" She shook her fan and smiled.

"Anything, you can do anything."

She snapped her fan, her eyes half-closed, her eyelashes sparse and her shadows falling under her eyes, and there was still a little smile in her voice when she spoke, but the words made my temples jump suddenly.

"Then I'm sorry, I don't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Swinging the fan leisurely, he pinched the teacup handed by the waiter and took a sip, "Besides, this son doesn't sell his body." ”

It's a good sell-out, not an artist.

Benjun seems to have a grasshopper in his temple, which makes me have a headache. The phrase selling oneself and not performing arts really makes me angry to death.

was about to pinch her to "educate", but a scene suddenly appeared in his mind. I was in a trance for a moment, and the sight was about to dissipate, but I reacted and quickly grabbed a few threads.

In that scene, it was a cold winter, the snow was covered outside the window, the fireworks in the charcoal stove in the room were light but warm, and there was a son sitting on a round stool, holding a plain silk and rubbing a dark vermilion glazed piano, and there seemed to be two small fish tattooed on the body, swimming with their necks crossed, the posture was realistic and joyful, as if they could be revived by water. I don't know if this son is the king, but I know in my heart that this piano is for a little girl.

And I know that this little girl has wanted a piano for a long time. But she may have forgotten that she didn't know how to play the piano at all. Not only can't she play the piano, but she can't play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But the son who made the piano still wanted to fulfill her wish.

Sure enough, the little girl who woke up on the bed saw the piano for the first time, but she cried out loud, and it looked heartbreaking, not like crying with joy, and she sobbed and said, "I don't seem to know how to play the piano...... Woohoo......"

Finally, a voice came from the scene, as if it were a proverb, with no root and no place to go—"Look you've grown so tall." ”

Pulling out of this short scene, she beside her had already sat down and looked at the group of people under the stage again, and the price of the audience had also mentioned millions.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and I didn't want to care that this was in the mortal world, and I couldn't use immortal arts, so I stepped forward and scooped her into my arms and ran to the top of the building.

The night breeze flickered, and she seemed to be a little excited, and asked me in mid-air, "You fly like a fairy." ”

I put her on the roof, and finally there was no crowd around, and I felt quieter. There was also a jar of wine next to it, which was intended for her. She looked down, but when she raised her hand, she missed the jar and stretched out to the side, so she threw herself into the air.

I was shocked.

She seemed to notice this, and her fingers paused only two inches from the wine jar, and smiled coolly in the night breeze, and laughed at herself: "Do you know that there is a disease called night blindness? ”

A sentence burst out of his mind - "Zun Shang's pupils were dim, but he saw the bright red color of the big spark, thinking that Xuanjun was going to make an appointment and went out of the pavilion, but he was entering it and disappeared. Xuanjun ...... It's late. ”

I grabbed her empty hand and put it on my lips, looking at her appearance as she tried to see clearly, but finally had to shake her head and give up, I couldn't hold back when I spoke, and choked up, "Su...... Su Yue, I'll be your eyes. ”

This sentence in Benjun's heart was three hundred years late. Finally, in this not very safe night, in this not pure mortal world, I finally spoke.

"Tut, you don't even want to give my son a golden baht, and I can't count on you for this matter." She laughed, her fingers pulling out of my hand.

"Why the hell are you so short of money?" I frowned, "How many times have you sold yourself?" Although you used to love to come to this land of fireworks, you have never known how to measure and your identity is innocent. Benjun looked at her appearance of not caring at all, his anger became more and more intense, and his tone couldn't help but raise a little, "But why have you become like this now, why are you all about money?" Where is that innocent you? You used to dress up as a man and look elegant and chic, but now your plain clothes and jade crown have not changed, and you have not changed to pretend to be a man, but you are mixed in this promiscuous place, catering to the broken sleeves of the mortals downstairs, and letting people pay for you, don't you really feel disgusting?! ”