"Miss, you?" Xuan Yi was really startled, he thought he would see Shen Qingjun standing in the middle of the courtyard, just like last time. But the body that flew in was really unexpected for him.

He took two steps back, exerting force in his hands, trying to break free from his entangled body, but he couldn't touch too much, so he couldn't exert force.

The woman in green clothes did not give up, clinging to his body, constantly entangled. His two hands were still tightly grasping his monk's robe, like a cat's paws, embedded in the three points of Gebu.

When he retreats, she enters.

Xuan Yi took a few deep breaths and found that in addition to the familiar fragrance, there was another breath, "Miss, you...... Drunk?"

Shen Qingjun muttered twice, as if she was talking nonsense, she used her face to stick to the robe, rubbed it for a while, and suddenly shouted: "I'm not drunk!" It seems that she is already drunk.

Genichi was at a loss. He looked around, looking for a trace of Shi Jian. But the unreliable uncle has long since slipped away.

Then, Shen Qingjun sniffled, suddenly sobbed, and hiccuped as he spoke, "It's been three years since we last met, Hiccup, you shouldn't have remembered me, Hiccup, you wish I didn't pester you, so you can love your Buddha." ”

“...... Miss, you're drunk. Xuan Yi pursed his lips, and the look in his eyes darkened.

"I'm very sober, you stinky monk," she squeezed the flesh on Xuanyi's back and cried out, "Stinky monk, stinky monk, stinky monk, stinky monk......"

"Miss, don't you ......" Xuan Yi thought about refusing with an iron face, but saw Shen Qingjun looking up at him.

Her complexion was red from drunkenness, and even her neck was red. His face was a little thinner than the last time he saw it, and his lips were wet and red.

A cool breeze blows, and the broken hair floats gently.

Shen Qingjun's apricot eyes were wide open, there was water in his pupils, and the corners of his eyes were also red, and there was some puffiness. Under the moonlight, somehow, it looks a little bewitching.

She's changed a bit. Tall, thin, waist has been revealed.

Only then did Xuan Yi know that he had only met this woman several times in the past sixteen years, but that appearance was engraved in his heart and never dissipated. His eyebrows and eyes, his lips and nose are almost the same as those in his memory.

He, as if he finally couldn't help it, got started and touched Shen Qingjun's broken hair. The hair was as soft and fluffy as he had imagined.

"You want me not to spoil your cultivation again?" Shen Qingjun said after following his words. It comes with coquettishness, which makes people irresistible.

Xuan Yi was silent, his hand was clenched into a fist.

"I don't, your damn practice, hiccup, and that damn Buddha, I hate it!" Tsing Yi frowned, obviously aggrieved.

She muttered a few words, suddenly red-eyed, and chuckled: "I can't fight, I can't fight...... I'm going to give up on you, I don't want you anymore...... Right...... I won't be sad if I don't want you!"

Shen Qingjun said, "I won't be sad if I don't want you", he let go of the hand holding Xuanyi in his arms and stumbled out of the courtyard. Between walking, he also jumped from time to time, making a giggling sound.

Xuan Yi looked at the back, gritting his teeth hard, he tried his best to restrain himself, but he still followed behind Shen Qingjun worriedly.

I just wanted to send her back to her room.

The night was dark, in case she fell into the pool, in case she fell off the pavilion, in case ......

I just want to make sure she's safe.

As if to confirm what Xuan Yi said, the drunk Shen Qingjun was really not very comfortable, when she walked to the lotus pond, she had to squat down, stretch out her arms, and go to catch the moon in the water, she found that the moon could not be found, so she picked a dead leaf of a lotus flower and played with it.

When she walked to the side of the rockery, she would put her face on the strange stone to cool down her flushed face. In the end, as if it wasn't enough, the whole body lay on it, like a corpse.

Shen Qingjun stopped here, looked there, and suddenly stopped in a courtyard planted with plum trees. She looked at the plum blossoms and the leaves, as if she remembered something sad, and cried out in unbearability.

She looked up at the sky, her crying faded, and she said, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight." ”

Xuan Yi also frowned, looking at what she saw, the moon halo was cold, not as good as three years ago.

Can you stop crying?

He moved his mouth, but he didn't speak.

Shen Qingjun tilted his neck, looked at the moon for a long time, and suddenly trotted up. She didn't hesitate, as if she had a place to go.

Xuanyi followed behind, and couldn't help but chase after him quickly. Fortunately, Shen Qingjun didn't run very fast.

But this direction ......

Shen Qingjun was obviously very familiar with her own mansion, she turned around, walked around and around, walked a lot of small roads, and even crossed the flowers a few times, making the monks who followed behind her a little embarrassed.

Finally, after turning a corner, Xuan Yi followed Shen Qingjun and came to the vermilion gate.

She slammed and opened the closed door, and was about to trot out.

"Where are you going?" Xuan Yi no longer followed, but stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "It's half the night now, you can't leave the house." ”

Shen Qingjun frowned, his hand was forced, and he wanted to break free, "I'm going to find my father, I'm going to find my father!" I'm going to tell my daddy, I'm going to have him fix you. I'm not reconciled that you're so bad. ”

Her eyes widened, and she said again, "I'm not reconciled. ”

Xuan Yi was stunned, and when he looked into the pupils, he saw his own reflection. White kudzu cloth monk's robe, soap-colored gold-rimmed robe. But why is she also sad in her eyes?

It was at this moment of hesitation that Shen Qingjun had already broken free of his hand and ran towards the deserted street.

The girl seemed to know that she was being chased, so she ran much faster, like an agile fox, cunning and nimble.

Xuan Yi chased a few streets, and whenever he was closing the distance and reaching it, Shen Qingjun would suddenly rush into another alley and run farther away.

"Shen Qingjun!" "It's not a miss, it's not a girl, this is the first time Xuanyi has called out her name.

Unconsciously, the two came to a lively place, and the people who came and went were walking through the night. They saw a monk running fast, and they were all very curious, so they stumbled and pointed.

When Shen Qingjun heard this, he stopped.

Xuan Yi was about to approach when he found that there was a light in front of him, and this light was just like day, as if thousands of lights were blooming together.

It turned out to be "the sky that never sleeps".

Where does the name of this building come from, Xuanyi finally knows.

Fire trees and silver flowers, the city that never sleeps. The lights are always on, and the night is gone.

Shen Qingjun glanced at him and ran towards the building.