"Painter Qin, I'm here to paint the scenery in the villa again."

The little girl with two small pigtails on her head and a ferret squatting on her shoulder looked at the Wanhua disciple standing in front of her with a pair of big clear eyes.

As she spoke, the little girl's gaze swept over the distinctive costumes of the Wanhua disciples and the gentle faces of the other party, and she only felt that this person was very good-looking, and she couldn't help but learn the tone of the senior brothers in the villa and said with a smile:

"The senior sisters in the villa will definitely fly happily if they know that you are coming."

"Cui Feng, don't make trouble." The disciple surnamed Wanhua Qin took out a bag of Tianzhu candy brought from the desert from his sleeve and put it in the little girl's hand, with a faint smile on his gentle and delicate eyebrows: "Take me to the ancestral hall in the villa." ”

"Huh? Are you going to see Miss Five? Liu Cuifeng felt that since she met this Wanhua disciple, she had run the most smoothly in the ancestral hall, and the fifth lady's knife was also spotless all year round.

Of course, she is still too young to reach the fifth lady's knife, and this knife is naturally wiped by the Wanhua disciple.

"Well, I took a turn outside and drew a lot of beautiful landscapes, and I wanted to show her." As the Wanhua disciple spoke, his slender hand stroked the scroll on his shoulder, and his starlight-like eyes were filled with tenderness for a while.

"......" Liu Cuifeng didn't know how to describe Qin Se's appearance, she was still too young to understand the emotions in those eyes, she only felt that her heart was stuffy, and there was a dull pain in the place at the tip of her heart.

took Qin Se into the hall of the villa and first met Liu Jinghai, the owner of the third village, Liu Jinghai was obviously not surprised by Qin Se's arrival at all, but nodded to Qin Se: "It's here." ”

"yes."

Qin Se lowered his head and smiled slightly, and the gentleness and elegance of the Wanhua disciple appeared in his gestures, with a freshness like the new rain in the empty mountains.

"Go ahead." Liu Jinghai couldn't appreciate any happiness from that smile.

Since Liu Yang died, the Wanhua disciple who used to laugh and scold and be unruly has slowly become a gentle and elegant appearance in the eyes of others, until these four words have completely become synonymous with him.

Liu Jinghai knew that under the mask of that smile, there was a broken soul that supported this body, living in this world like a walking corpse.

But he didn't want to scold him for being angry, compared to another brother-in-law, this Wanhua disciple who hadn't had time to chase his righteous sister Liu Yang was still a lover.

"Thank you."

Qin Se got Liu Jinghai's permission and followed Liu Cuifeng towards the ancestral hall at the highest point of Badao Villa.

When he arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, Qin Se looked at the Aoshuang knives standing not far away, and suddenly reached out and pressed his chest, letting out an unbearable moan: "Hmm......"

"Painter Qin, what's wrong with you?" Even though he had seen it countless times, Liu Cuifeng still felt frightened, for fear that Qin Se would have some accident: "Is your chest uncomfortable again?" ”

"It's okay...... Cuifeng, you go first, the sword here is too heavy, you are still young, it will not do you any good. Qin Se turned his head to look at Liu Cuifeng, and then persuaded her to leave as before.

"That'...... I'll wait for you outside. Liu Cuifeng didn't leave directly as usual, and seeing that Qin Se didn't object, she sat on the steps on the spot, holding her legs and shrinking herself into a small ball and looking at Qin Se.

"......" Qin Se looked at her, and finally let her sit there, raising his feet and walking towards the ancestral hall.

Where Liu Cuifeng couldn't see, Qin Se tightened his hand on his chest with every step he took.

"Here I go again." Walking in front of a black gold Aoshuang knife, Qin Se looked at the word Liu Yang on the blade for a long time, and then sighed lowly.

"Ayang ......"

The first time Qin Se met Liu Yang, he was eleven years old.

He was a personal disciple of Bai Xuan, the Holy Forest of Ten Thousand Flower Paintings, and stayed at the Immortal Trace Rock all the year round and rarely left there.

Well, in fact, it is more that he inherited ten out of ten of the madness in the bones of the Wanhua disciples at a young age, except for painting, jumping up and down all day long, making everyone uneasy, and being pressed by Master Lin Baixuan in anger in the immortal trace rock for all year round retreat and not going out.

The day he met Liu Yang was one of the few days in the year when he was able to get out of the Immortal Trace Rock to let off steam.

The result of the perennial retreat was that he was very curious about new things, so he almost couldn't wait to let the dumb servant set up the car, and rushed towards the three-star Mochizuki after leaving the Immortal Trace Rock.

I heard that there were guests outside who arrived in Wanhua Valley, and he was a guest at Samsung Mochizuki, and he couldn't wait to take a look.

Then on the high platform of the three-star moon watch, he saw Liu Yang, who was standing beside Mr. Sun Simiao with a paralyzed face, dressed in purple and white clothes, and tied with two big ponytails on his head.

He still has a good impression of this beautiful little girl, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention Liu Yang, who is different from the lively and gentle sisters in the valley.

And then...... He was pressed to the ground by Liu Yang and beaten.

Because he snatched away the sugar gourd that Sun Simiao gave to Liu Yang.

The eleven-year-old saw eight-year-old Liu Yang for the first time, and was beaten by Liu Yang.

After that, we didn't see each other for eight years.

Eight years later, he finally came out of the valley and began to walk the rivers and lakes, and saw the Liu Yang who followed Liu Fenggu outside the city of Yangzhou.

He almost immediately recognized the girl who was sitting in the middle of a group of gamblers with Liu Fenggu and became more and more beautiful was Liu Yang who beat him up back then.

As for why Liu Fenggu wanted to teach Liu Yang to gamble, he didn't care at all, anyway, he himself was unruly and deviant.

He just wanted to clean up Liu Yang well to avenge the revenge that made him embarrassed in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

But I didn't expect that Liu Yang didn't remember him at all at this time.

In the face of his own provocation and hints in the open, there was only confusion in those beautiful eyes, and then he was beaten up in the Yangzhou ring.

This time it's even more watchful!

How can this make him swallow this breath, in order to clean up Liu Yang in the past eight years, he has practiced hard to swim among the flowers, just to be ashamed of the snow, but the fact is that although he clicked on Liu Yang's acupoint, Liu Yang insisted on fighting his own strength and beat him all over the head.

Since the hard one can't work, then come to the soft one, he doesn't believe that he can't find a chance to clean up this little girl.

After coming down from the Yangzhou ring, he stalked Liu Yang to the death, pestered Liu Yang to pick green with him through the relationship between Sun Simiao and Liu Fenggu, pestered Liu Yang to go to the famous sword conference with him, and pestered Liu Yang to see the scenery of the Tang Dynasty with him.

Every time he looked at Liu Yang's impatient face, but because Liu Fenggu had to follow him honestly, a strange sense of satisfaction would rise in his heart.

Then be better to Liu Yang in other places, and share the best wine and the most beautiful scenery he has encountered with her.

Maybe he didn't even notice it himself, but unconsciously, he couldn't help but be a little nicer to Liu Yang.

This may be what he once heard Master Lin Baixuan say: The bridge and corridor are playing, and he doesn't know it.

He always watched the master standing in front of the waterfall in the fairy rock and drawing, and after a few strokes, he would turn his head to look at the qin saint Su Yuluan who was playing the piano on the high platform on the other side.

He didn't understand it before, but it wasn't until he watched Liu Yang's eyebrows and eyes reflected in the light when he released Kong Ming's lanterns in the night market under Tangjiabao that he realized that there was a person in his heart who would be so happy.

He painted a lot of beauties in Qutang Gorge, but he never painted one for Liu Yang, although Liu Yang didn't like portraits, but he hoped that he would practice his hands with these beauties, and draw the best picture for Liu Yang when the time came.

Think of it as one of the dowry gifts for her when she is hired.

But he counted so much, but he didn't count the appearance of the war, let alone the farewell between him and Liu Yang after the farewell at Qiandao Lake.

After the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion, Liu Yang followed Liu Fenggu back to Badao Villa, he returned to Wanhua Valley to follow his brothers to the battlefield to support, and on the way, he also heard that Liu Yang took the disciples of Badao under the mountain to secretly support the Tang Army, but he never had the opportunity to meet Liu Yang.

At that time, he was still very relieved in his heart, this kind of thing of supporting materials has always been the safest in the war, and Liu Yang is very good at doing this kind of thing.

But he never expected that a year later, he heard the news that Liu Yang was on his way back to Badao Villa and met the sun god Linghu and died in battle.

The sky cracked, as if something had smashed his heart to pieces along with the letter that conveyed the news of Liu Yang's death.

How so? He, the person who rolls in the battlefield every day, is not dead, Liu Yang ...... Why did you die?

I haven't had time to tell you yet, the Buddha sound on the top of Wutai Mountain can cleanse the soul the most, there is a black hole in the first line of Ma Weiyi where the most test of courage, the black market of the Yinshan Prairie is a huge boat mill on dry land, and there is a horse dealer not far from there who is looking for someone to race horses every day, and if he wins, he may send a small fire fox......

I haven't had time to go with you to see any of this, so why are you dead......

"Ayang, I'm here again, you must be annoyed looking at me, right?"

Qin Se looked at the black gold Aoshuang knife in front of him, his eyes were full of tenderness, it seemed that what was in front of him was not a knife, but the cold girl sitting there in purple and white clothes, who was looking at him impatiently at this time.

He Yu Liuyang should be just a friend who can barely play, right?

But Liu Yang is a scar that he can't forget in his life.

No one answered him, but like a child eager to share his good things, he opened the painttube behind his back, and then took out one of the brightly colored landscapes and danqing.

He doesn't like monotonous landscape paintings, and he always carefully dials out all kinds of bright colors to color his paintings.

Even though he seems to be gentle now, judging from the fact that he has never changed his fault, he is a deviant after all.

"This time, I went to the Butterfly Spring in Cangshan and Erhai Lake, as well as the Sansheng Tree of the Ming Sect in the Great Desert, Taiyuan Xinghua Village...... You've always told me about scenic spots before, but I've seen them all this time, and they're really beautiful...... There was no war, and those places were beautiful. ”

Qin Se said as he pulled out the paintings, only to see that each of them had a back figure in a purple and white costume, either sitting quietly or walking......

Every back is reverie, but there is no beautiful face.

"Ayang...... You've only been gone for a few years......" Looking at the backs, Qin Se's face was helpless: "I've actually begun to forget what you look like......

He regrets it now, regrets that he didn't paint a good portrait of Liu Yang in the early years, he thought that Liu Yang's appearance could be remembered for a lifetime, but in the end he found that he was not so powerful at all.

He painted so many beauties in his life, but in the end, he couldn't paint a single willow.

Even though the beauty can be painted like a flower, it is also difficult to expand the brush.

The words that teased Liu Yang in the Yangzhou ring back then have now become the truest portrayal of him, how ridiculous.

If he had known that there was today, he would have been, would not have said so.

"Ah Yang, ......"

Qin Se took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the black gold Aoshuang Knife, his warm face was full of tenderness, but there was indelible sadness in his eyes.

"The Anshi Rebellion is over, Li Tang's country is barely preserved, and those people who drank with us in Yangzhou that year are now only me and Lu Qianzhen. You say, how can a war change so many things? Clearly...... There are so many people, why are there only two left in the end? I lost you, he lost Tang Ye......"

"Your nemesis, the second young master of the Ye family, and his little general Tiance are lying on the mountain of Fengye Ze, I buried it with my own hands, and the scenery of that place is good. The last time I saw Hua Daochang, he was guarding Aji's grave in Huashan, and this time I wanted to see him again, but I didn't expect to see only the sword that accompanied the grave...... I should have thought that the body of that bull-nosed path leader would have lost his life without Ah Zhen's Gu to continue his life, and he would have lost a lot of money......"

"Guo Ao, that mad dog-like guy, I didn't find him on the battlefield, but I found Ah Qiao, and when I found her, she was lying there, already in a bun with the woman's hair, and a white flower on her sideburns......"

"I still remember when you chased her in the Yangzhou ring and wanted her to fight with you, and almost fought with Guo Ao's guy...... Ayang, Ayang...... Even if I'm used to traveling among flowers, you won't dislike me so much, right? Have you forgotten that I also have the wind and snow to fight with you? A woman is chasing her daughter all day long, are you afraid that you like others? You like her, what should I do? ”

Qin Se wiped the black gold aesar knife in front of him, his expression was gentle, and he muttered these unnutritious words, but it seemed to be saying the most beautiful love words in the world.

"Qin Se." I don't know when Liu Fenggu, who walked here, looked at the Wanhua disciple who was full of tenderness to the sword mound of his righteous daughter, and said lightly: "Liu Yang, it's dead." ”

"Ah, I know, Yanagi-senpai."

Qin Se didn't reply, so he replied.

Such a conversation is not the first time between them, nor is it the last.

Except that Qin Se was very excited to fight with Liu Fenggu at the beginning, but was pressed to the ground and beaten by the old man, after that, he was already able to answer this question very soberly.

"I, I know she's no longer there......" Qin Se turned his back to Liu Fenggu, with a smile on his face, but his voice was a little choked unconsciously, but he was forced to calm down in the next second. But I want to be with her, only with her. ”

“…… Whatever you want. Liu Fenggu looked at the stubborn back that refused to turn around, took a deep breath and said lightly, and turned around to leave.

It's just that the back has always been as straight as a green pine, but at this time it is a little rickety.

"Ayang." Looking at the Black Gold Awesome Frost Knife in front of him, Qin Se's face was smiling brightly, but his face became more and more pale, and even his lips were a little purple:

"My heart disease is getting worse and worse, although when Master picked me up when I was a child, Mr. Sun said that as long as I take care of this life, it will not be a problem. But I can't stop, I still want to show you the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the Tang Dynasty and draw you into the mountains and rivers. You see, I've been gone for so long, and there are many, many places I haven't visited......"

"Besides......" Qin Se gently pressed his forehead against the scabbard of the Black Gold Aoshuang Knife, with a wry smile on his face: "Without you, even if you can live a lifetime in peace, in the end you will only be alone, then these decades will become a torment, I would rather not." ”

"Liu Yang, you wait for me, I should, I will be able to find you soon." The back of the Wanhua disciple was even thinner in this sword mound, and the aura around him was full of loneliness, but the smile on his face was full of ease and happiness, as if he was going to an appointment with a stormy snow.

"I hope that when we meet, you won't dislike me as ......"

As the sun sets, the light in the ancestral hall lined with swords becomes dimmer and dimmer, and the person sitting in front of the black gold Aoshuang knife is like a leaf about to fall in the wind, becoming more and more dead......