I brought wine from downstairs and handed him a jar while he sat down on the ridge facing the lake.

"Thank you." He took the wine jar with both hands, his movements were very polite, and his tone was very gentle, if his expression was more gentle, he would really be as beautiful as a crown jade and a gentle son.

I raised my plain shirt and sat next to him, and said with a smile: "You and I are so fateful, I like this Muhua Building, and you happen to fall in love with the quiet lake outside this building." ”

He looked at the lake, and a smile was added to his violet eyes: "I occasionally have the illusion that you were my old friend. ”

I tilted my head to look at him, touched my face, and found that this face had returned to its original appearance at some point, "Do you mean looks or qize?" ”

He chuckled, as if he had heard a joke, took a sip of wine and said: "This kind of thing is too illusory, and there are not a few immortals who are similar to Qize, how can you determine that it is an old man." I'm talking about looks, of course. ”

I was silent for a moment, not telling him that I felt it was through his aura that I was an old man. I touched my face again with the help of the night breeze, and suddenly remembered something: My face was once carved into the appearance of Pear Rong by Nie Su, if it is an old person, it is probably also an old person of Li Rong.

And I, on the other hand, have long lost my own face. Even I almost forgot what I was like before I was 30,000 years old, but I vaguely remember that when I was a child, in the Huxin Pavilion of the Shenzun Mansion, I once lay on Nie Su's lap and looked into the lake, and the face on the lake was not beautiful, and I could only see a little vague beauty and loveliness.

I picked out the pattern of the wine jar, looked at the water vapor curling on the lake outside the building, and didn't answer for a long time.

He noticed my silence and looked at me sideways, with some regret on his face, "The word 'old man' touched your sadness?" ”

I smiled: "I have an old man, and I want to cry at the mention of him." Saying this, my eyes were really a little damp.

He looked at me like this, stunned for a moment, not knowing how to comfort me.

I tugged at his sleeve and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, if you want to cry, you cry alone, I rarely cry in front of others." ”

He suddenly lifted the sleeve of his shirt, tore off a piece of silk cloth from his middle coat and handed it to me, quickly turned his head, and said softly, "I'm sorry, but I'm not in the habit of carrying a silk handkerchief...... If you want to cry, cry, I don't look at you......"

My hand in the jar of wine stopped, and I took it in a daze. Remembering his words, I suddenly couldn't cry. He put the half-pulled sleeve in his sleeve pocket, coughed twice, and said, "Let's drink...... Let's drink. ”

"Hmm."

“…… Dare to ask brother, how old are you this year? ”

"It's almost 130,000 years old."

"Oh......"

"What about you? I guess I'm younger than me. ”

I looked down and shook the jar, not daring to look at him, "Oh...... I'm a little older than you...... Slightly longer than tens of thousands of years...... "Not only that, but all the years I have been asleep have grown into a you."

He hugged the hand of the wine jar and spilled some wine, probably startled.

Ay? Wait a minute!

He is less than 130,000 years old, so to speak, when he was born, this god had already slept in the coffin in the depths of the galaxy for more than 10,000 years, he had never seen me, he had never seen Lirong, how could he have the feeling that I was an old man?

Some vanity suddenly came to mind, and on the gloomy and treacherous sea, a lonely aqua-blue light swayed, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next moment. I was in a trance, and felt that this scene was so familiar, that my soul was like silk, and it came out of the sea and entangled me, and strangled me from breathing.

But when I tried to catch those spirits, I saw the sea fog raging, and in the darkness, the scene was far away.

I looked at him, a little excited: "Just now...... Do you think I'm your old friend? ”

He shook his head, "It shouldn't be an important old man, I can't remember you, but I just vaguely feel a little familiar." ”

It shouldn't be an important old man, I can't remember you.

The qi that is wrapped around my fingers, on the roof of this open Muhua building, in this earthly world mixed with the smell of fat powder, is more and more charming and free, and the joy from the fingertips flows between the palms, like a casual hook, you can depict a young man who is flying freely.

This breath knows me. But as I poured my drink, I became more and more dazed. Five months ago, I woke up from the Milky Way and flew up to Hanxiao Palace with a broken fan, only to be told that Nie Su had already disappeared, and I had thought that even a wisp of his soul in this world would be better than being forever gone. Now, I have found this soul. I even need to use the magic to probe into his primordial spirit, and I can determine if this soul is the wisp that saved me from the Sea of Desirelessness back then.

I was so close to it, but now the owner of this aura said that I was not his important old friend, and that he did not remember me.

I silently poured another sip of wine, and smiled as much as I could at the oncoming night breeze so that people could not hear sadness: "It's a pity. ”

He suddenly waved his sleeves and picked up the jar, and the wine poured down, three points into his mouth, and seven points wet his long hair.

"I know you have an old friend who you love. I have that too. He said briskly, finally without obvious politeness and courtesy in his tone, "I used to like a girl. ”

I shuddered and almost rolled off the roof: "You like a girl?" "Meng Ze's bastard actually allowed you to like girls?!

"It's a pity that I was arrogant and arrogant at that time, thinking that there was nothing that could not be solved by fighting. I hurt her, and that's the saddest thing I've ever done in my life. He said it very flatly, except that his tight fingers almost crushed the jar.

I patted him on the shoulder and said with relief, "It's not your fault, you're already fine." "It's just that a thin and handsome young man like you, how can you resist the demon boss who is even more arrogant and arrogant than you? Meng Ze knows that you like the girl next to you, and he will definitely embarrass you. You hurt your beloved girl, which actually can't blame you.

"She died because of me...... I'm afraid I'll never be able to forgive myself. My hands have touched her waist, touched her fan, and touched her sleeping face...... He also killed her with his own hands. When he said this, he couldn't hold back his chokes anymore. The wine fell down his sideburns into his silk shirt, and the indelible memory spread with the breeze and the smell of wine.