Ning Que returned to Lao Bizhai, and when he pushed open the shop door, he found that the shop door did not creak, so he remembered that this was repaired by Sangsang, and walked into the stove room and put his hand into the rice bowl to find out a few eggs, so he remembered that this was the method he taught Sangsang when he was a child, and walked to the water tank to prepare to boil noodles, looking at the full water tank, so he remembered that Sangsang had finished all the housework before leaving home in the morning.

He walked out of the stove room and stood in silence in the patio for a long time.

He still carried a black umbrella on his back, an arrow box in his hand, and a firewood knife pinned to his waist, and for a whole day, he kept running and standing, not sitting down, not drinking a cup of tea, not eating anything, but he didn't have the mind to cook noodles at this time, just thinking about his thoughts in a daze.

The neat pyre in the corner of the wall, the clean tables and chairs in front of him, evoked a lot of memories for him, and as for the specific things he recalled, only he knew.

Without Sangsang's home, there was a cold smell in every corner, and he couldn't get used to it. He couldn't help but think that it had only been a day, and he had been so lonely and lonely that it was unbearable, and in the past half a year since he left Chang'an to go to the wasteland, how did Sangsang live at home alone?

There was a cat lying on the courtyard wall.

The cat looked up at the stars in the night sky.

Ning Que glanced at it, took out one from the pyre at the foot of the wall and threw it over.

The lonely cat, who was imitating the lonely, turned his head and let out an angry scream at him under the wall, and then jumped off the wall and disappeared.

There is no Sangsang's home, there is no smell of fireworks, and there is a chill everywhere.

Ning Que couldn't stay in such a home, so he left.

Ning Que went to the Protocol Garden first.

The disciples of the Great River Country Ink Pond Garden all live here.

Yamayama also lives here.

There is a large bamboo forest growing in the Concierge Garden, which is still glowing with faint greenery even in winter, and at this time it is illuminated at night, making it even more quiet.

Ning Que didn't enter the concierge garden, he stood in silence between the Jinshan rocks opposite the gate of the garden, looking at the lights there, looking at the figures in the lights, his eyesight was very good, and he could vaguely see the silhouette of a girl by the window in the deepest side room, and she was concentrating on writing something.

Is it writing the word Ning Que, which is difficult to write?

Tranquility quietly looked at the silhouette of the girl by the window and looked at it for a long time.

Then he turned and left, heading south of the city.

South of Chang'an City, Yanming Lake at the foot of Yanming Mountain.

Ning Que stood on the shore of the lake, looking at the surface of the lake in silence, the ice on the lake had already melted, but because the winter still existed, the ice did not disappear completely, but became an almost catkins-like thing, and under the light of the lights on the shore of the lake on the far opposite side, it seemed to be countless soft golden threads.

Poof!

He picked up the stones and threw them at the bleak money on the surface of the lake, piece by piece, until he finally smashed all the ice in front of him to pieces.

Before, he smashed the wild cat with dry firewood, and at this time, he smashed the ice with a stone, not because of anything else, but because he was very unhappy now, he felt that his world was destroyed, so he didn't allow others to hide in their own world and secretly laugh at himself.

Throwing the last stone in his hand to his feet, Ning Que held his waist and gasped for a long time before calming down, looking at the Yanming Lake in the night, and complained in a slightly hoarse voice: "Put less oil when the eggs are fried in the rice tank? You are gone, and you still care how much oil I put when I fry the eggs? Are there such a picky guys as you? The eggs are in the rice tank, the water is in the water tank, why don't you say that the rice is in the pot, where are you?"

"What do you mean to raise me? I killed horse thieves and robbed hunters, and I have done all the bad things in my life, and I have worked hard to grab some broken silver and handed them over to you to collect, and finally you raised me?"

"Don't say anything, I spend a lot of money. Did I drink alcohol when I was in Weicheng......? It's true to gamble, but it's not the same to increase the family's income? When did you ever watch me go drinking and prostitution? When did Lao Tzu go shopping in Chang'an City and give money! Are you still not satisfied?"

Ning Que looked at the big lake in the night, stretched out his index finger on his waist, and reprimanded him angrily like a shrew: "What do you mean that you can't marry me if you don't let you marry? You explain to me, what do you want to do? What do you want to do this little yellow-haired girl? You explain it to me clearly!"

"You ask me if I've ever thought about marrying you?"

"Well, I'll admit that sometimes I sometimes think about marrying you when you're older. But you're still a little girl, just think about it, can you really say it? What if you are ashamed and want to cut me with a firewood knife? Even if you don't cut me, who knows how many people will want to cut me?"

"And even if I want to marry you, it won't affect me to like more people, right?"

"Why should I like someone else?"

"Hey, I like to eat meat, it doesn't mean I don't like to eat shrimp, people are omnivores, what if I like to eat two more bites? What can you do with me?"

"And what do you do?"

"You eat with me. ”

"What did you say?"

"I like women, do you want to like women with me?"

"Well, that doesn't make sense. ”

Hoarse voices rang out on the shores of the secluded lake.

Conversations like none of this would have been possible in the Academy.

Because Ning Que didn't dare to say these words to Sang Sang at all, he knew that once he really said this, that stubborn dead girl would definitely turn around and leave, and never give himself any chance to save the situation, and Sang Sang would never ask those questions, but he knew what she wanted to ask in her heart.

Therefore, he could only scold like an idiot at the foot of the wild goose song mountain in the middle of the night, on the shore of the silent and uninhabited lake, facing the lake water that he could not understand and could not refute at all, and frightened the lake birds.

The university scholar's mansion was quiet at night, and in the boudoir of Sister Chalk, which had been prepared a few days ago, all kinds of luxurious furnishings were extraordinary, and the makeup box was full of Chan Kum Kee's fat powder.

Sang Sang used to like the fat powder of Chen Kum Kee's family the most, but she didn't even look at it today, and she didn't pay attention to those Yahuan's complicated expressions, and just looked at the bronze mirror silently.

The bronze mirror is very smooth, and there are intricate flowers and branches engraved next to it, and you can know that it is a very valuable thing at a glance.

Sang Sang didn't look at the bronze mirror, she just looked at the face in the copper realm.

It was a small dark face, the eyebrows and eyes were bland, the hair was obviously slightly yellow and soft because of malnutrition, and the once bright willow eyes had also become a little dull, no matter from which angle, this little face was not pretty, not even delicate.

"You're really ugly. ”

Sangsang looked at himself in the mirror and said.

From hearing Ning Que's words last night, to leaving Lao Bizhai in the early morning, to meeting Ning Que again in the afternoon, she has never cried, and she has not even shown any sadness, because she has been reminding herself not to cry, no matter what.

Those weak and slender chalky sisters can cry when they hold the flowers, because they are good-looking, and although you are also weak but so ugly, where are you qualified to cry?

Sang Sang rarely looked in the mirror, because she didn't care much about her appearance except for Bai, and because Ning Que didn't know how to dress up a little girl as a man.

When she was in Minshan, the little girl would occasionally look at a puddle of still water in the stream, and when she looked at her face in Weicheng, the little girl would comb her hair with the washing water in the wooden basin.

It's just that the mirror in the box is too small, and it's hard to clearly reflect the whole face.

So Sang Sang felt that the little black face on the bronze mirror was a little strange at this time.

She felt that the person in the mirror was a little strange.

She suddenly hated the man in the bronze mirror.

Sang Sang shook his head and said, "You are really a very annoying child. ”

Sang Sang in the bronze mirror lowered his head and said, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you've made him worried. ”

"I want to make room for him to get married. ”

"But you know he won't leave you alone, so you're forcing him to make a choice, he's good enough for you, how can you be so cruel?"

"But he said he was going to live for the rest of his life. Since we say that we want to live together for the rest of our lives, can we have one more person? Can one more person live a lifetime?"

"Why do you have to rob someone?"

Sang Sang in the bronze mirror replied sadly: "But that was originally mine." ”

Outside the bronze mirror, Sang Sang said silently: "But he will be sad." ”

"I've never robbed anything, but this time it's different, even if he's sad, even if I'm a nasty kid, even if I'm uglier, I'm still going to rob it. ”

Inside and outside the bronze mirror, Sang Sang wiped away the tears on his face, and said with a childish stubbornness.

The morning light is faint, and the lake under Yanming Mountain reflects a faint luster.

Ning Que stood by the lake and held his waist, wheezing tiredly, muttering a few words from time to time.

He hadn't eaten or drunk for a whole day and a night, and he had scolded the night lake all night, his throat had already been dry and hoarse to the extreme, and his face was very haggard and ugly.

"Uncle Xiao scolded the sky and the earth back then, how heroic and magnificent, what kind of feeling can you scold when you scold at this small lake? Not to mention those little things that are tangled. ”

A voice rang out in the lakeside forest.

Ning Que turned to look at the dead fat man, and said angrily: "You, a waste wood who has been treated by ** since childhood, so you have a psychological shadow, how do you know that the affairs of men and women are the real chalk things." ”

Chen Pipi shrugged his shoulders and said, "I know you're in a bad mood, so I don't care about you." ”

Ning Que asked, "Why are you here?"

Chen Pipi said: "For something, the academy held a meeting, but everyone quarreled and didn't get any results, and finally the seventh senior sister said to simply arrest you back and interrogate and interrogate to see what you think, but you didn't go to the academy yesterday, so everyone sent me to arrest you." ”

Ning Que's thoughts were very disordered at this time, he didn't understand what he wanted to say at all, he thought about the question that made him think hard all night, looked at Chen Pipi and asked very seriously: "There is something I want to ask you, what do you usually like to eat?"

"Crab roe porridge?" Chen Pipi touched the back of his head and asked, "What are you asking for?"

Ning Que said: "I like to eat fried egg noodles the most, but if you are asked to eat crab roe porridge every day, will you be tired?"

Chen Pipi pondered for a moment and then replied, "How can there be a reason not to get tired of eating?"

Ning Que frowned, and suddenly thought of a more appropriate analogy, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What about the clear water?

Chen Pipi said angrily: "What kind of bullshit problem, if you don't drink water, you will die!"

(Closed tomorrow Saturday, I wish you all a happy weekend) (To be continued)