Luo Zhen slapped him lightly: "Ignore you." ”

Feng Ya had a bright smile on her face.

Seeing this, Luo Zhen handed the sugar gourd in his hand to his lips and asked him to bite into the fruit that was only coated with a thin layer of syrup.

It has to be said that the girl is harboring a mischievous mentality.

Feng Ya looked at her without blinking, and opened her mouth to bite the sugar gourd.

Luo Zhen was so hot by him that he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Zhen'er, you're so good to me." The man said.

"Would it be nice to give you a sugar gourd?" Luo Zhen seemed to relieve the embarrassment and hurriedly spoke.

"yes." Feng Ya smiled.

“……”

No longer looking at him, Luo Zhen lowered his head and bit the sugar gourd in his hand, he just took it all the way to look at the lanterns, and he didn't have time to eat it yet.

Putting the candy in his mouth, he chewed it a few times, and suddenly changed color in Feng Ya's gaze.

She struggled to keep herself from spitting out the fruit in her mouth, and she only felt like her teeth were going to be sour.

How so?

Luo Zhen's face is not good-looking, how can the aunt who sells sugar gourds swear to herself that the hawthorn is sweet?

Cheat!

Feng Ya laughed out loud, he was amused by Luo Zhen's expression, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Luo Zhen's eyes swept violently.

How dare he laugh at himself! He also ate the sugar gourd just now, but there was no change on his face, and now it seems that it was deliberate!

I wanted to pit him, but I ended up pit myself!

Luo Zhen is really hard to say.

She was still stuck in the sourness that rushed straight to her brain, squinting at Feng Ya, but she saw the man looking behind her, and the curvature of the corners of her lips gradually lowered.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw a familiar face.

Luo Zhen met a pair of dark eyes.

She was so frightened that she stepped back suddenly, and was held up by Feng Ya, she turned her head to look at Feng Ya, Feng Ya's eyes looked straight ahead, and she pursed them tightly.

One moment, those dark eyes shone brightly, and the next moment they disappeared again.

The man's dark eyes looked at her, watching Feng Ya hold her hand, his lips moved, almost making Luo Zhen think he was about to speak.

But the next second, he pursed his thin lips tightly.

They weren't very close to each other, at least ten meters away.

But this time, Yan Xiaxuan didn't come over, just looked at Luo Zhen in the distance for a while, and then turned to leave.

Feng Ya held Luo Zhen's hand, she glanced back at him and smiled slightly.

Luo Zhen looked in other directions as if nothing had happened, and suddenly, her eyes froze.

Feng Ya looked at the black hair on the top of her head, and was about to speak, but saw the girl suddenly stuff the sugar gourd in her hand into his hand, and said, "You wait for me here." ”

Feng Ya was stunned, he didn't have time to react, the girl had already turned around and ran away, and his heart was pounding.

The rushing crowd separated them, Feng Ya stood on tiptoe to look for Luo Zhen, he saw the girl quicken her pace, walked to the dark alley opposite where the lantern couldn't be found, and smiled and squatted in front of a few ragged little beggars.

The tallest little beggar is only six years old, unable to distinguish between a man and a woman, a pair of gray little hands holding half a gray steamed bun, is gnawing on the cowhide band, trying to gnaw on the cold steamed bun in his hand.

On a misty winter night, the girl did not hesitate to take off her cloak and drape it on the girl's shoulders.

The guards standing not far from her looked at each other, as if they wanted to step forward to stop them but didn't dare.

The female doll was so frightened that the steamed buns in her hand fell off.

Luo Zhen seemed to whisper something to them.

Of course, Feng Ya couldn't hear what Luo Zhen said, but Luo Zhen's expression was as gentle as moonlight, and his eyes were clear and glowing.

He looked at it and fell into it.

This girl is his salvation.

The goldfish lighthouse in the distance was suddenly lit up, and the cheers in the distance were heard, and the fireworks rushed into the sky in an instant, blooming with gorgeous brilliance, illuminating the slightly deep corner, illuminating the girls in the alley and the children's cheeks, as if a holy and flawless new world was born from the darkness of the blink of an eye, but his gaze was only fixed on her face.

He felt that in that moment his heart was also illuminated.

He stared motionlessly, forgetting what he wanted to do in the last second, and what he wanted to do in the next second.

The crowd came and went in a hurry, and no one noticed the person squatting in the corner of the secluded alley, and the man only looked at the girl in the alley from a distance, stretched out his delicate white soft wattle, and wiped the dandruff from the corner of the girl's dirty mouth.

The corners of her lips are like spring flowers, like the crescent moon on a summer night, like the ten thousand bright lights on the street, as he tried his best to think of, all the tenderness in this world.

In the direction of the stage not far away, as soon as the gongs and drums were struck, the onlookers booed, and regret was endless.

The voice caught Luo Zhen's attention, and she took out a bag of coins from her body and handed it to the little beggars.

The little beggars seemed to belong to a family, and after they thanked Luo Zhen, a few of them ran out in a puff of smoke.

Luo Zhen stood up and returned to Feng Ya's side.

Seeing that the man was looking at him fixedly, obviously seeing the scene just now, he couldn't help but smile at him lightly, and didn't say anything.

Feng Ya tacitly didn't mention it again.

"Let's go to the front and see that play." Luo Zhen said.

Feng Ya nodded, and then handed the sugar gourd in her hand to Luo Zhen again, and after Luo Zhen took it, she walked towards the stage.

Feng Ya followed her.

When I got closer, I saw that the play had come to an end.

Luo Zhen was surprised: "This play is over, so what's next?" ”

An old man next to him said: "It seems to be "The Legend of the West Chamber", everyone was not very happy to see the play just now, so they shouted to let everyone play a happy play." ”

Luo Zhen listened carefully and nodded.

She turned her head to look at Feng Ya: "What is the story of "The Legend of the West Chamber"?" Do you know? ”

Feng Ya smiled: "It's a drama where lovers eventually become married." ”

"I see." Luo Zhen nodded.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded again, and several groups of people had walked on the brightly lit streets, but there seemed to be no difference between the goldfish lamp at this moment and the goldfish lamp in front of the incense stick.

Luo Zhen looked very seriously, she looked at the stage, and Feng Ya beside her looked at her.

She seems ordinary and yet so special.

What kind of environment made such a woman? So kind,

It seems to condense all the tenderness in the world.

Would someone like him, who was immersed in darkness, be able to approach her? If one day she knew everything about her past, would she still be the same to herself as she was before?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

He was anxious, restless, irritable, and an inner voice was telling him: You are not worthy.

Yes, he is unworthy, but he is unwilling to give up, unwilling to let go.

In the world, there are too many embarrassments and too much filth.

He wants to fight for the light for himself.

Not far away, a man stood with his hands in his hands, and the warm lantern reflected the man's heavy eyes, like snow water rushing through the spar, leaving a touch of cold luster.

He turned around, and without anyone noticing, he quietly turned around and disappeared into the sea of people.

The play "The Legend of the West Chamber" ended, Feng Ya gently wiped the girl's tears, and he smiled a little bitterly: "After watching so many plays, why do you still cry?" ”

Luo Zhen was a little embarrassed, "Maybe I'm too immersed in it, right?" ”

Feng Ya nodded: "It should be like this, but it's also because you are kind-hearted." ”

Luo Zhen smiled: "I'm praising me when you're complimenting me." ”

Feng Ya smiled dotingly: "Of course." ”

On the bustling and noisy streets, the enthusiasm of the people is still the same, and a group of people have gathered in front of them, not knowing what they are looking at.

"Shall we go ahead and have a look?"

Luo Zhen nodded: "Okay, go ahead." ”

The two men walked forward, and the guards behind them hurriedly followed.

Somehow there were more and more people, and the crowd was very crowded. Feng Ya hurriedly grabbed Luo Zhen and raised her voice: "Zhen'er, hurry up!" ”

Luo Zhen opened his mouth to answer, but he was still staggered by the crowd.

Suddenly, his body was slammed, and his hand suddenly hurt so violently that he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

"Really!" Feng Ya exclaimed violently.

When I looked back, people came and went, but there was no trace of the woman.

His heart was filled with endless panic, and he shouted: "Zhen'er! ”

When the guards behind him rushed to his side, Feng Ya was six gods and said, "Zhen'er is gone, have you seen her?" ”

"What?" Zhao Gan's face changed color suddenly, "Miss is gone?" How so? Wasn't it still there just now? ”

Feng Ya frowned: "There are too many people, and the kung fu people I blink of an eye will be gone." ”

Zhao Gan's face was so anxious that his face turned ugly, and he turned back to his companion and said, "Let's move around quickly to find Miss!" ”

With that, the guards dispersed and split up to look for Luo Zhen nearby.

Feng Ya's face turned a little pale, and he remembered that every time there was a festival, some traffickers would take away some lonely women in this chaotic night, if this was the case, it would be troublesome!

No, it won't be like this, it's just that there are too many people, and she is separated from him.

Feng Ya comforted herself, her eyes searched for Luo Zhen's figure, and while blaming herself for why she had just let go, she prayed for Luo Zhen in her heart.

There were no lights, no light, and there was no one on another street in the middle of the night, a stark contrast to the street they were.

The thin moonlight covered the vermilion gate, and the man stood alone on the corner of the street, blending in with the shadows cast by the deep eaves, and he remained motionless, staring at a mighty stone lion in front of him.

Suddenly, he moved, the soles of his feet rubbing the sand and gravel on the ground, and he walked down the steps, his steps steady.

A shadow appeared silently, walked quickly to the man's side, and whispered a few words to him.

The man was silent for a moment, and then a cold voice sounded in the lonely street, with obvious surprise: "Are you serious? ”

The shadow seemed to nod slightly.

The man chuckled, "Well done." Where are people now? ”

"Please come with me." The dark shadow's hoarse voice whispered.

The man strode in the dark shadow and disappeared into the street.

Turning the corner of Ziwei Street, the hustle and bustle of the lantern festival was close to my ears again, and the black shadow and the man looked at the brightly lit front and gradually stopped.