There are people in the world who are hostile to me, and I am calm in it.

Three years ago, I was a light man, independent and laughing at others to fight, three years later, I was defeated, a touch of panic, incarnated as a rock and painful others fell into the ground, three years is the case, what reason do I have not to believe in the vicissitudes of time.

Long Hong drank and walked forward, stumbling step by step, the sunset stretched Long Hong's shadow, reflected on the mottled earthen wall and trembled gently,

"Caigen Tan" talks about self-cultivation, Zen talks about compassion, Buddhism talks about entering the WTO, Taoism talks about dust, and Long Hong are all familiar things, but other people's summaries have never been able to help themselves very much, just like a person who has not fallen out of love can not really understand the pain of a lovelorn no matter what, and persuasion is only a big reason, and it is not very useful.

Walking through one street after another, Long Hong carried wine, his hair was scattered, and his eyes were sleepy, as if he was a lonely soul who fell into the mortal world, and he seemed to be a street child who stayed on the street at night, but everyone's eyes were full of numbness, bypassing Long Hong, and continuing his own business, occasionally someone would pay a little attention to this teenager, but after disappearing from vision, he would forget it, just like seeing a strange passerby, surprised for a moment, and maybe he would suddenly remember it in the future, but more, it was still in a corner of the memory, mixed with cobweb dust。

Long Hong thought that he would go all the way like this, until he came to a strange place, until he had no strength, but fate just doesn't like down-and-out losers.

The road that Long Hong took was inexplicable and came to an end.

Long Hong raised his head, a green shade, but it was a gray appearance, not far away there were some leafless dead branches, the cool breeze swept away, and some dead leaves fell from the treetops.

More than 2,000 years ago, the hero Yingzheng stood on the top of the mountain to point out the country, and more than 2,000 years later, I stood at the foot of the mountain to drink and pity myself.

Facing Lishan, Long Hong couldn't help but raise his arms, took another sip, shook his dizzy head, and hiked up the mountain.

Emperor Qin Yingzheng stood here and took the country, and Tang Xuan and Li Longji stood here and took the jade ring.

Long Hong took three steps and drank it, turned his hand to take off the gourd from his waist, continued the last part to the bottle, and continued to move forward, like a walking corpse, the wind was cool for a while, but Long Hong didn't feel cold, but the swaying appearance couldn't help but make people worry about whether he would be blown away by a gust of wind.

The sun is flowing in the night, and the down-and-out young man lifts wine and caresses the jade pendant.

"Grandpa, will you be disappointed in me?" Long Hong stroked the jade pendant given by his grandfather, the beautiful jade was psychic, but after all, it was a dead thing, Long Hong just felt that his fingers were round, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little angry. In the drinking mountain, the sun shines on the stone cave, Long Hong stood quietly at the entrance of the cave, suddenly remembered something, looked up, an ancient pavilion, slightly dilapidated.

When Long Hong sat on the stone steps of the ancient pavilion, the sun stopped at the top of the mountain, and then set slowly but resolutely, and the last red light was shining on Long Hong.

The evening light of Lishan Mountain, the red glow reflects the wine heart.

Long Hong drank the last sip of wine, then threw the empty bottle aside, and then looked dazed again, miserable and powerless, staring at the street lamps in the city, watching the joy of the lights of thousands of homes.

Everything that had happened was swirling in Long Hong's mind like a slide.

Ye Chen's teaching, Tian Tian's determination, and Xie Yun's arrogance.

But in the end, it turned into Xuanyuan Feng's indifference and ridicule, which lingered in his mind for a long time.

"Haven't you been tired of following me for so long?" Long Hong, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke.

Behind a stone pillar in the pavilion, a little girl walked out, her expression was a little surprised, and then she was relieved, stretched out her little hand behind her back, holding an unopened wine bottle in her hand, it was dark, no one seemed to notice, the little girl's eyes were slightly swollen.

"Here you go, but only half a bottle. The little girl put the wine bottle next to Long Hong, and then pouted, "I should have thought that I should have thought that you could fight with Xuanyuan Peak, how could you not find me." ”

Hearing the words "Xuanyuan Peak", Long Hong's arm stiffened for a moment, and the little girl also realized that she had made a mistake, stuck out her tongue, and then sat obediently next to Long Hong.

"Murong Lingyan, it turned out to be a member of the Murong family, you have succeeded in using me as a shield, why do you think I am not miserable enough? You just need to push hard, maybe tomorrow, there will be news of the death of the stumbling tourist, if you want to do it, just do it." Long Hong took a sip of wine, and suddenly found that he had drunk so much alcohol and still not drunk, but the questions that had appeared about Murong Ling Yan had already surpassed the others, so he didn't delve into it anymore, and after speaking, Long Hong took another sip and waited for the answer.

Hearing Long Hong's words, Murong Lingyan immediately stood up and stared at Long Hong, her body trembled a little, and Long Hong, as if she didn't notice it, still raised the wine bottle, just raised it to her mouth, but was snatched by Murong Lingyan and drank it by herself, but she was choked and coughed, and the little girl who obviously hadn't drunk held on to the wine bottle tightly, afraid that she would throw it out as soon as she let go. Murong Lingyan, who stood up, spoke softly.

"I didn't," Murong Lingyan touched her hair, "When Xuanyuan Feng pestered me, I didn't think about it so much, what I said was true, I really like you." ”

Long Hong paused, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Once, Tian Tian also told me the same thing, and then the next day, she chose Xie Yun and played a good show, these are clear to many people, what do you want to hint at?"

Murong Lingyan looked at Long Hong, but surprisingly did not refute, just gently grabbed Long Hong's free hand.

"I am from the Murong family, this is a huge family, with a background that permeates all fields, the same is true, there are Xuanyuan and Nangong, and in Yizhou, there is another, called Shangguan's family, whether it is political economy or military power, these four big families are well-deserved bull ear holders, my father is the brother of the head of the Murong family, that is to say, the current head of the family is my uncle. ”

"Once upon a time, I was a carefree little girl, and I was once loved by everyone, and the male heirs of the family were busy with many things to enrich themselves, or to get acquainted with relationships early for the sake of power. So they all drifted away from me, except for my brother. ”

"One day, the people of the Nangong family came to Kunlun to discuss the problem, my brother set up a gamble with a person from the Nangong family for me, after that, I didn't see my brother again, Uncle Yunhai told me that my brother went to Europe, because the family wanted to exchange me for some things from the Nangong family, and my brother went to fight for some chips for me, when I knew this, they were ready to take advantage of my brother's absence to start in advance, but fortunately, Uncle Yunhai helped me, I escaped, Uncle Yun said, there is a dragon vein, which can isolate the breath of Kunlun, so I was sent here。 ”

Long Hong raised his head and stared at Murong Lingyan, Murong Lingyan's little face was slightly red, slightly blurred in the night, Long Hong spoke, his tone was less stiff, "Kunlun? is Murong's characteristic?" Murong Lingyan nodded, but was a little flustered, Long Hong smiled lightly. "I'm not going to sell you yet, I don't want to be hunted down by two families together, have you missed too much? ”

Murong Lingyan stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of Long Hong's clothes.

Long Hong smiled bitterly, "I've lost everything, and from now on, I'm probably the object of their ridicule," Long Hong's voice revealed a kind of desolation and helplessness, "So no matter what your purpose is, I don't have anything worth asking for." ”

"No, you have what I want," the girl suddenly unfolded a smile, and Long Hong was stunned.

"I want you, I want you to be my boyfriend. ”

Long Hong was silent, then reached out and hugged Murong Lingyan, lifted the wine bottle with her right hand, drank a sip, and then put it on the edge of the stone, the scale was pointing in the center, Murong Lingyan leaned on Long Hong's arms, Long Hong didn't promise her anything, but she could feel Long Hong hugging her, without the previous indifference.

When going up the mountain, Long Hong is alone, drinking and lonely, when going down the mountain, Long Hong holds the beauty and leaves the wine pavilion.

If you don't forsake you, I will live and die.

Long Hong admitted that when he heard Murong Ling Yan say the same thing for the second time, his heart, which was frozen because of Tian Tian, softened little by little.

Thinking about it, even after many years, Long Hong probably still can't forget that there was once a girl who said to him with a sly smile.

"I want you, be my boyfriend. ”

The rain was pouring the earth, and Long Hong didn't bring an umbrella.

Murong Ling Yan didn't either, but she was by Long Hong's side, holding his arm.

"Now, am I the girl who walked with you through the storm?"

Slightly childish question, Murong Lingyan looked at Long Hong, and when she saw him nodding, Murong Lingyan couldn't help but laugh happily.

"So, if I'm sick, I'll let you take care of me, okay?"

Long Hong was silent, raised her hand to brush away her wet hair, and kissed Murong Lingyan's lips.

Lishan Beacon Tower, Zhou Youwang, Beacon Fire Opera, and the princes only smiled for the Pomeranians, how could I, Long Hong, take the beauty and let the clothes and belts be birds?

Long Hong spoke, in a soft tone.

"Good. ”