In the stuffy and cold stone room, there was only one person left, he was motionless like a statue, until a person ran over to ask him if he wanted to let the ink cream go, he slowly turned around and said to the visitor: "Don't stop it." ”

Someone came to take the order and exited the outside.

Wu Feng leisurely raised his slender white hand, and there was a faintly visible light in his hand, and the moment he raised his hand, the light disappeared in his hand: "Want to stay out of the matter?"

The firelight imprinted a beautiful face, dividing one in two, half hidden in the darkness and half in the light. The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

In this world, how can it be so easy to be a foolish person, let alone a royal family!

Before I knew it, it was the end of spring, and Mo Shuang walked on the crowded street, looking at the lively town, and took a deep breath among the flowers in the willow lane.

It's been a long time, it's been too long since I've breathed in such fresh air with the fragrance of spring mud.

Watching the stalls and the novelty goods on the stalls on the street, leisurely strolling, watching the children chasing and smiling on the streets, and the adults laughing and scolding...... He felt that life should be like this, with ordinary joys, sorrows, and sorrows, as well as simple worries and sorrows.

Instead of being held back and at the mercy of others.

At night, he ate wontons on the side of the road at random, took out his money bag, and found that he had no money; and when he checked the bag again, he found that in addition to scattered clothes and some standing utensils, there were some copper plates and scattered silver, red jade and gold beads, all of which were gone.

Whatever... It wasn't meant to be my own. simply left a little foundation, which can be regarded as giving enough affection.

As a result, people who had no concept of firewood, rice, oil and salt before began to hesitate about the most basic life problems.

Spring turns to summer, and at the end of the street, the figures are longing, and the hot weather and the hot wind blow the sweaty clothes directly to the skin. It's not uncomfortable. However, there is a group of people here who are not too hot to huddle together.

"Okay! another one!" the people fanned their fans, and cheered as they looked at the small open space carved out there, and the people who were performing guns and sticks.

The people in the field were holding double swords and playing beautiful sword moves in the open space, and wherever the sword blades went, a chilling chill hit with oppressive momentum, making people retreat one after another. However, waiting for the sword momentum to slow down a little, the crowd invariably leaned over again. Under several sets of swordsmanship, the dance dazzled everyone and made them feel wonderful. It's fascinating to watch.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the crowd finally dispersed. The tall man who was drenched in sweat wiped the sweat from his forehead, put on his old clothes that had already been soaked, and packed his things.

"Hey, young man, here's a little bit of dough left over from today and a few wontons, so you can take them back. The lady who sold wontons next to her, wrapped the unsold dough and wontons in oiled paper, walked over tremblingly, and handed the things in her hand to the man.

"Thank you, Auntie, you haven't finished what you gave yesterday. These dough wontons, you can continue to sell them tomorrow. The man stopped what he was doing and looked back in thanks.

The gray-haired lady walked over by herself, and forced the dough and a few wontons to be stuffed into him: "Where do you say, if you don't come here in this alley, my wonton shop will have no business." It is appropriate to take care of the neighborhood more. ”

The man saw that he couldn't get rid of it, so he accepted it.

The eldest lady also cleaned up the stall, and said again: "You young man is also weird, you still wear so much on this hot day, don't you panic hot?" You said that you are a performer in the scorching sun, three layers inside and three layers outside, the old woman is afraid that you will suffer from heat stroke, and she prepares a soup for you every day, but fortunately, you are fine." ”

The man looked at the bowl of heat-relieving soup placed by the stove, and his heart warmed.

"The soup is still there for you, it's still a bowl a day, and the old woman watches you drink it. The eldest lady smiled at the man, and kept busy with her hands.

The man didn't refuse this time, and lifted the bowl to drink the sweet and cool soup inside. After the eldest lady finished packing up her things, he took the initiative to pick up two large boxes of miscellaneous things and helped the old man all the way.

"Ah, good boy. The old woman praised: "He has the ability and kindness, and he is still handsome." If my daughter were still here, I would have her marry you. ”

The man's light wheat-colored skin looks a little dark in the sunset, but his delicate and handsome facial features are eye-catching in the glow.

He smiled a little bitterly and said: "Auntie has won the award, I'm just a person who has achieved nothing." Yes, it's just a little trick. ”

The eldest lady patted his hand: "Young people, don't make up your mind so early. You've got a lot of good times left. What the future holds, we don't know..."

The man didn't seem to want to continue the topic, and instead asked, "Your daughter, why have you never seen her?"

As soon as she mentioned her daughter, the eldest mother's expression darkened: "It's dead, it's been dead for many years." My wife is dead, too. ”

“... I'm sorry..."The man felt ashamed when he found himself stepping on the other party's sore spot.

The eldest lady sighed and said, "It's okay, it's been so long, can't I still let it go?" ”

"I, understood. The man said

"My daughter eloped with a brute and was forced to jump into a well after she couldn't do it. Later, my wife was so angry that he went to find someone to theorize, but he was seriously injured, and our family had no money to hire a doctor, and soon after, he also died. The eldest lady said with regret in her tone.

The man was silent and did not ask any more questions, while the old woman babbled on and on about something insignificant, and the topic of her daughter and wife had long since stopped. The man supported the old woman all the way to the door of the old woman's house.

After seeing off the old woman, he headed for the most remote and deserted part of the city, where there was a dilapidated courtyard where he could find the cheapest place to stay.

When the dilapidated door was closed, the man entered the house. The grass not far away suddenly moved, and inside, two masked people were squatting, and these two people were holding a picture scroll in their hands.

"It's him, right?" said a vicious man with a scar on his face to a thin man next to him.

The thin man looked at the scroll in his hand and nodded: "It should be right, it's the person the boss is looking for." ”

"Let's go back and tell the boss before we start, so as not to startle the snake!" said the scar man.

The thin man nodded, and the two figures disappeared into the approaching night.

In a quiet and elegant garden, under a delicate meadow, under a luxuriant and straight tree. A man in a mask stood quietly, a woman in a blue shirt held a thin fan in her hand and shook gently, and under the thin fan, a man in white lay on her side, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she slept peacefully.

The three of them had been in this position for more than an hour, the sweat on the masked man's forehead was snaking down like a stream, covering his left eye, his clothes were already soaked, and his body showed a strong body, his back was straight, and he stood like a statue outside the shadow of the tree.

The sun was gradually setting, and the scorching sun was finally relieved. A warm breeze blew in, floating the corners of the man's clothes. At the same time, the man in white who was lying on his side seemed to have been woken up by the wind, his silver-gray eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The pale golden eyes focused on the straight man.

Wu Feng sat up slowly, looked at the solemn man and nodded, "Huang Yue?"

Xia He, who was beside him, knelt on the side and held a sip of tea in both hands, while Wu Feng took it, stood up, handed the cup of tea to Huang Yue and said, "It's been a long time, it's been hard." Just wake me up next time. ”