The day of Shengjing became extremely fast.

It snowed for five days in a row, and when the snow stopped, it began to melt again, but overnight, the white color disappeared.

Therefore, Shengjing has always circulated the saying that "after midwinter, there is spring".

Xiao Musheng dressed neatly, put away the scattered books on the bookcase, opened the window again, and after taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked out.

He studied late at night last night, and when he woke up, he was still a little out of energy, and now he was blown by the cold wind outside, which was better than drinking two cups of tea.

Walking straight to a steamed bun shop outside Qingyun Building, Xiao Musheng took out three copper plates in exchange for a bowl of clear porridge, two vegetable buns and a plate of pickles.

Then he found a place to sit down, rolled up his wide sleeves, picked up chopsticks again, put some pickles into the porridge, and ate a mouthful of hot porridge and a mouthful of steamed buns......

"Shopkeeper, here is a cage of meat buns, a cage of vegetable buns, and two bowls of porridge."

A young man wearing a hood, dressed in black, and with a particularly immature voice, gently rested the sword in his hand on the table, and even though he moved very little, it still made a small noise because the sword was too heavy.

The shopkeeper happened to put two bowls of porridge ready, and when he saw the young man's actions, he couldn't help but hurriedly shouted: "Ouch, this master, you move lightly, my table can't stand your toss like this." ”

There were only three tables outside his shop, and the tables were so thin that they would break if they weren't careful.

The young man took off his hat and said with some embarrassment: "I don't move it now, don't worry, the shop can rest assured, I will pay according to the price if the table is really broken." ”

Hearing the young man say this, the shopkeeper seemed to be relieved, and then hurriedly brought the two steamed buns and two bowls of porridge he just said to the table, and said, "Master, you use it slowly." ”

Although he was curious about why the young man wanted so many things, he didn't ask, put down his things and went back to work in the shop.

When he saw the young man sitting at the table next to him, Xiao Musheng only felt that he couldn't eat for a moment.

He actually came to Shengjing, what about her?

Xu was impatient with Xiao Musheng's staring, and the young man turned his head and said to him: "You scholar is so strange, why don't you eat well, why are you staring at me?" ”

Xiao Musheng looked at the sword he was resting on the table, and suddenly said lightly: "Earlier, I heard that there was a teenager who made a big fuss and robbed other people's weapons, but now when I see the sword on the little boy's table, I know that the rumors are credible." ”

The young man scratched his head and said with doubts: "I didn't expect that I hadn't returned to Shengjing for two months, and I would be so famous." ”

Xiao Musheng shook his head helplessly, compared him in his previous life with his current him, and found that this child had not changed at all.

Thinking like this, he seemed to be entangled for a long time before asking: "I had a relationship with the young master of the Xie family, I heard that she returned to Yongcheng, so I gave up the idea of visiting, and now I think of it when I see the little boy and ask, is she here in Shengjing?" ”

The young man pretended to touch his chin maturely and steadily, looked at Xiao Musheng from head to toe, and saw that his attitude was sincere, so he replied: "Not yet, my sister said that she would not come until Meng Chun March." ”

As soon as he talked about this, the young man hated itchy: if it weren't for the surname Meng, my sister wouldn't have made a special trip to Yongcheng, this snowy day caused her to almost get a cold, and when he was full, he had to beat the man.

Thinking like this, the young man picked up the big bowl, drank a mouthful of white porridge, and took a bite of the bun in his hand......

Xiao Musheng looked at the young man thoughtfully.

Meng Chun March ......

That is, after the meeting!