"Sanwu Metropolis, Jiangnan is victorious, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Zhuang Gongzi, we drank this cup, and how about a poem?" "The wine is an old flower carving, the person is a young talent, and the shop is a thousand ancient shops."

Xun Huan is not surnamed Li, surnamed Si, but Feng 6 is by no means inferior to the characters in the biography. Although it is not possible to talk about the killing of a hundred flowers at a glance, as long as he cares, it seems that no young lady can escape his clutches. Yes, a very attractive man, even a man has to admit it.

But, this charm has nothing to do with the man opposite him. Perhaps, the man opposite should have some inferiority complex in front of him, and his usual appearance can't be more ordinary. If you have to find something different from ordinary people, then you can only use a very lame, even somewhat conflicting word: cold bookish atmosphere....Seeing that the man opposite did not react, Xun Huan smiled slightly: "Does Zhuang Gongzi know why this wine is called Huadiao?", he took a sip and continued, " Legend has it that whenever a child is born, the brewer will make sake and hide it underground, and the boy who gives birth will be called Zhuangyuan Hong, and if a girl is born, it will be called Daughter Hong, and these wines will not be taken out and drunk, but only when the boy or girl grows up and marries will take it out. As for this flower carving....", Xun Huan looked at the wine in the cup, "But if a woman dies before she reaches adulthood and talks about marriage, just like the flower has withered before it blooms, the wine will not be taken out, and after a hundred years, it will be a flower carving...", Si Xunhuan looked at the man opposite and asked again, "Zhuang Gongzi, don't you really want to try such a fine wine?"

"Speak well!" Zhuang Zhilan, who was sitting opposite Si Xunhuan, finally spoke.

"Do you want to drink it?" Xun Huan scolded, "I can drink alone with me, and you are not afraid of drinking too much tea and running to the toilet! Please, borrow some precious time, don't sleep with your eyes open." Come, talk to buddy, I'll talk...".

Zhuang Zhilan ignored him, and still drank ....tea, and it was free tea. This old shop on the edge of the lake is quite famous, especially the West Lake vinegar fish and Dongpo meat are extremely famous. Of course, another reason for being famous is that it is said that the legendary story of a beautiful woman and a son began here. Standing two and splitting three, the two people standing in front of me are three to the left, which is said to be the origin of that good story. Famous stores are naturally expensive, not to mention the West Lake vinegar fish and the Dongpo meat, only this 30-year-old flower carving will catch up with other places for a meal. However, tea... Gratis. So, Zhuang Gongzi Zhilan has been drinking tea.

"You believe?"

"I said I don't believe it's useful... No, this should be said, believe it or not has something to do with me?" Xun Huan picked up an old vinegar peanut and threw it into his mouth, "The key is whether you believe it or not..."

"Can I say I don't believe it?" Zhilan looked at the other side very honestly.

"Then what kind of pears are you pretending? Let's go one. "The words are very gentlemanly, from the mouth of a man who is not very good looking, and the voice is even less gentlemanly, others listen, the mother is wonderful....The wine is still full, and the glass has not moved.

"There's something wrong with that old man. ”

"What's wrong? Such an old man, you can find one 300 meters away by the West Lake. If you give money, believe it or not, I can make a reinforcement camp for you by going around the lake?" Xun Huan said may not be the truth, "I wondered, you also listened to this old man's words, you also entered this shop, you also chose this room, you also want this wine, why don't you drink this wine now?"

"What if you really change your sex after drinking?!" Zhilan smiled and looked at the beautiful woman opposite.

"Then I'll leave you tonight!"

"Let's go?"

"Let's go!"

The cup rises, the cup is empty, the cup falls....two men, or two men....although, one of them is a bit of a mother.

"What do you see, do I have any changes in my pectoralis muscles?" asked Xun Huan with a sneer.

"Not yet. ”

The glass was filled again, "One more?"

"One more walk"

The cup rises, the cup is empty, the cup falls....two men, or two men... Although, one of them is already a little drunk.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh my God... My breast..."Xun Huan learned from Xizi to hold his chest and make it graceful.

"Virtue!" Zhi Lan scolded, then turned and looked around.

Sure enough, the suite was still the same suite, and although it was antique, the bulbs in the lantern still glowed softly. Obviously, you can't find a light bulb after crossing over, let alone an energy-saving light bulb.

Outside the window is the West Lake, compared with the darkness of the room, the water is shining, even if you think that even if you cross it, it is nothing more than that. It's just that I don't know where Bai Niangniang and Xiaoqing are taking a bath, Zhilan thought---- but the water must have remained unchanged for thousands of years. I don't know how many years the willow trees planted by the lake have been there, but if you want to say that the thousand-year-old trees will definitely be flattened. Because it is obvious that the weak willow follows the wind, it will be more than ten years. And the bench under the tree proves that this is a product of the new era, except that there is a piece of paper on it, and the paint on it is not dry.

With a wry smile again, Zhilan began to bravely face the bleak life, dripping with ridicule.

"You're not a man... It's just such an old man, you still believe it, and you don't even dare to drink this wine..."Xun Huan's hand pouring wine was already a little unstable, but fortunately, the effect of pouring wine was still good, and not a drop was lost.

"I wondered, what are you going to do to him? Even if you're a nursery, you have to find someone with an audience. There's no one next to the old man..."The mockery began, but it wasn't dripping enough.

"Go one more", this time it was Zhilan who took the initiative.

"Let's go..."Xun Huan's tongue began to watch pole dancing after the rest after pouring himself a drink and starting the second half.

"Actually, just now... The moment I saw the old man..."......

The wind blew, and the willow trees outside the window fluttered gently and obliquely. The sunlight shines through the willow tops on the grass in front of the building, leaving a little dappling; there is a bench by the lake not far away, and a couple of lovers are snuggling up to each other and talking something; on the other side of the bench, an old man is closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, which is supposed to be doing some kind of miraculous work.

When Zhilan put down his wine glass, said those words, and inadvertently glanced out the window, all this scenery fell into his eyes. Then he heard a crisp bell.

So, everything changed. Or rather, he finally knew what he was waiting for... At that moment, Zhilan found that what he saw, what he heard, what he experienced, what he felt, everything! The willow branches, the grass, the mottled shadows, the bench, the pair of lovers, the old man, the posture of the lovers snuggling, the hands of the old man who protected the body, and the crisp ringing of the bell, all of them, he had experienced!

Yes, he did! He's pretty sure he's been there!

There was no difference, as if he had experienced it a long time ago, and it was exactly the same. And, then, even more terrifyingly, this moment that must have been experienced a long time ago, not at any other moment, but now, that is, he felt that he had experienced this present that should be unique!