Song Qingqingfu called Old Man Song and Lu Liang again, seeing that the two still didn't respond, they just looked at the brocade-robed young man beside her tacitly, and they didn't know what the two were thinking, so they stretched out their hands and introduced: "This is Senior Brother Zhao Ming from the inner gate of Wuyi Mountain, Senior Brother Zhao has been apprehensive to me in the past two years." I didn't see my junior brother in this sect test, so I was a little worried, so I prepared to go home to ensure my junior and younger brother's safety, so that I could feel at ease. ”

After a pause, she took a few steps forward, and then said with a slight reproach in her tone, "How old are you, and you still play with children's tempers?" Senior sister hasn't seen you for a few days, thinking that you can't think of anything, but it worries me badly. ”

When Lu Liang heard this, he looked embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Obviously, Song Qingqing knew about the failure of the Wuyi Mountain Sect test, but she didn't say a word about Lu Liang's failure again, but was only worried about Lu Liang's feelings, afraid that Lu Liang wouldn't be able to think about it and do something stupid.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Liang's conscience was not warmed, and the senior sister still thought about him so much.

Just when the three of them were silent, Zhao Ming took a few steps forward and arched his hand: "Uncle Song, Brother Lu, I am Zhao Ming, a disciple of Qingquan Peak in Wuyi Mountain." Senior Sister Song is extremely talented, and the family teacher intends to include it in the door wall, but before that, Senior Sister Song needs to challenge a Qingquan Peak secret realm trial, and I am the one who was sent by the master to maintain the integrity of the senior sister. ”

"This time, the outer gate test of the sect has long ended, but the junior sister has not seen Brother Lu for a long time. Some speculation has caused her to be in an unstable mood, which is really unfavorable for the next secret realm challenge. So he decided to take his sister home to confirm, and he knotted his sister's heart. ”

"There's Senior Brother Lao Zhao."

Hearing this, Song Qingqing gave a blessing with a smile on her face.

"Worried about what? You don't know Ryoko's character? ”

Old man Song obviously didn't like Zhao Ming very much, and he said this to Song Qingqing, and he didn't say anything to the polite Zhao Ming.

Maybe worrying about Lu Liang is one of the reasons, but I'm afraid that it is Song Qingqing's original intention to let him get acquainted with Zhao Ming.

The old man's heart is like a mirror.

"Daddy."

Song Qingqing stretched out her hand and pulled Old Man Song's sleeve, her face slightly disgusted.

And Lu Liang, who was on the side, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he was silent.

Song Qingqing was already about to join the inner gate of Wuyi Mountain so soon, but he didn't expect it.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, and Song Qingqing is just his senior sister, so he has no reason to point fingers at Song Qingqing's circle of friends.

In fact, if this Senior Brother Zhao is arrogant and looks down on people, or if he disobeys the yang and the yin, and stumbles on him and makes him bad, he is a hypocrite, he will feel a little better in his heart.

With such rules, he was treated with courtesy to a garbage who couldn't even look down on the outer gate of Wuyi Mountain, which made him a little at a loss.

He is not afraid of squires and hypocrites, because his senior sister will definitely not look down on him, and even if he really likes it, he will try his best to destroy it.

But I'm afraid that this Zhao Ming is a true gentleman.

One is a personable and advanced senior brother. One is the same senior sister of the same sect with outstanding talent in flower appearance and moon appearance.

When the two come together, it's a matter of course no matter how you look at it.

Why did he stop it?

Perhaps, with his current weight, even if this Senior Brother Zhao is a hypocrite, there is no need to take him seriously.

Who cares if an ant passing by is happy or angry?

The bitterness in his heart made his mouth and tongue bitter.

After all, his own strength is not good.

This didn't make him think of Chen Paper Fan, maybe he should really try it?

Secretly shook his head, it was still unrealistic, he was really a little afraid of those things that were too good, because often the more beautiful things, the more cruel their essence.

Besides, the senior sister has not officially announced that she likes this Zhao Ming, and she has not yet expressed her intentions.

Leaving at this time is not only a failure in cultivation, but also an out-and-out deserter as a human being.

Such a failed life is definitely not what he wants.

No matter how bad it is, you should let your senior sister know that your mind is not?

Having made up his mind, he looked up at Song Qingqing and said, "I haven't seen you for two years, my senior sister is more beautiful, can you go out for a walk with me?" ”

"Where?"

"Let's go to Fushou Street."

Fushou Street, the most prosperous street in the west of the city, is also the place where Lu Liang and Song Qingqing often went to play when they were children, after all, it is the closest to home.

As the sunset drew to a close, the shops along the street lit up their lanterns.

These lanterns, of different sizes and heights, glow with a pale yellow halo, like jewels, dotting the entire street, making it look dreamy and mysterious.

Zhao Ming, who was originally dead-faced, actually said that she wanted to go around alone, so as to leave space for the two of them to be alone.

Lu Liang also nodded and smiled at Zhao Ming at this time to show his gratitude.

I haven't seen each other for two years, and both sides seem to be a lot stranger, and suddenly they are alone, and no one knows what to say for a while.

Song Qingqing didn't speak, thinking that Lu Liang had failed another sect test, so he couldn't directly persuade him, saying that the old things in the past diverted Lu Liang's attention and seemed deliberate.

Lu Liang didn't speak, he just didn't know how to talk about his thoughts.

However, the silence did not last long, after all, this is a busy city, and Song Qingqing has also practiced in Wuyi Mountain for almost two years, and he has not seen these familiar things for a long time.

So, what food stalls, charades, sugar people, etc., immediately attracted her attention.

Soon, Lu Liang had a few more bags of food on his wrist, and he was still holding three strings of sugar gourds in his hand.

At this time, Song Qingqing approached the crowd again, looking at the opera on the stage, as if she had completely forgotten what she should say to comfort her junior brother.

And Lu Liang just looked at the girl with a smile on his face from beginning to end, occasionally admitted, and was just helping to get things.

Such a day could have been a long, long time, but the girl had gone farther and farther, but he was still standing still.

Some are sad, and more are helpless.

Finally, after a song, Song Qingqing returned to Lu Liang.

"Let's go."

"Why don't you sit under the tree in front of you?"

Lu Liang proposed.

"Okay, hard work, junior brother."

Song Qingqing nodded in agreement, she really almost forgot, but she decided to comfort people, looking at the pendant on Lu Liang's body, she was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Senior brother, I'll help you get some."

"No, it's not sinking."

The four streets of Qingfeng City divide a "mouth" into a "Tian" character, and in the center of the intersection of these four streets, there is a large maple tree.

The big maple tree is surrounded by a circle of stone benches, and under the tree that Lu Liang said, it is here.

At this time, the two were already sitting on the familiar stone bench.

Lu Liang was still silent, while Song Qingqing picked up a sugar gourd and stuffed it into his mouth, and pinned the scattered hair behind his ears with his hand halfway, looking at Lu Liang a little distracted.

The noise around him seemed to disappear at this moment, and Lu Liang seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat, he opened his mouth, and remained silent again.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he spoke.

"Senior sister."

"Huh?"

"Bump!"

At this moment, the sky exploded, and then a series of sounds sounded in the sky, it was fireworks, countless fireworks, illuminating the entire Xicheng District.

Everyone looked up in unison, and Lu Liang and Song Qingqing were naturally no exception.

"It's so beautiful!"

Song Qingqing couldn't help but say, her eyes looked into the distance for a moment.

There, someone dressed in a brocade robe came from the sky.

The person who came stepped on the flying sword, the brocade robe fluttered, what an immortal demeanor, who would Zhao Ming who had not left before?

"Senior sister, do you like it?"

Zhao Ming landed in a dashing manner, smiling.

"I like it."

Song Qingqing's face was full of shame at this time, and she lowered her head and subconsciously replied, perhaps worried that such an answer would be a little frivolous, and hurriedly raised her head to explain, "No, senior brother, I mean I like these beautiful fireworks." ”

"Hahaha, it's good if my sister likes it."

As he spoke, Zhao Ming stepped forward and naturally took Song Qingqing's little hand.

Song Qingqing looked a little hesitant, this was the first time the two of them had held hands, and Lu Liang was by her side, she was really not used to such a transgression, but this meeting really made her both intoxicated and moved.

After a moment's hesitation, she complied.

"Senior brother left earlier, did you go to prepare these fireworks?"

"Naturally, otherwise my brother would not want to leave my sister half a step."

"Senior brother, you, Liangzi is still there, huh... Where is he? ”

"You mean Senior Brother Lu, he just saw me coming, so he walked away, I guess he was afraid of disturbing us. Your junior brother is good, and he is quite good at being a man. “

"Look at you, don't bully him."

"Okay, well, I'll listen to you."

......

The two stood side by side, looking at the colorful sky and the envious red dust around them, and they were a pair of fairy couples.

Lu Liang left, and when Zhao Ming came with infinite brilliance, he knew that he had lost.

Instead of embarrassing the senior sister by confessing his heart unrelentingly, it is better to take the initiative to retreat.

It's just this heart.

It hurts.

He didn't go back to the martial arts hall because he was afraid of meeting Song Qingqing and the others again.

He went from the west of the city to the east of the city, and then out of the city, galloping, aimless, and running faster and faster, as if the depression in his heart had to be vented by his crazy burst of physical strength.

Finally, he was tired, the kind without a trace of strength. Seeing that the lights were still on in front of him, he staggered over.

I asked the second child in the store for three pots of wine, threw a piece of broken silver, and left alone.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He, who had never drunk before, knew that drinking alcohol would be so uncomfortable. But it's better to divert his attention so that he doesn't remember the scene just now.

After half a pot of wine, he began to vomit because he had drunk too quickly. But he didn't stop there, he vomited and continued to drink.

I stumbled all the way, and I didn't know where I went. The three wine jugs were finally empty, and Lu Liang also fell down one by one and rolled down a small hill.

Rolling down at the foot of the mountain, the person was already asleep, and his mouth was still murmuring from time to time, and some cries called the name of the senior sister.

"Hey, little Liangzi, are you dead?"

I don't know when, a woman in pink came to Lu Liang's side.

At this time, she was squatting beside Lu Liang, wrinkling her delicate and cute nose, obviously very uncomfortable with the smell of alcohol on Lu Liang's body.

With a disgusted face, she pushed Lu Liang, who was lying on the ground and was sleeping like a dead pig, and when she saw that she still didn't wake up, she got up and left.

When she was young, she turned back again.

"Well, who made Miss Ben Bodhisattva's heart."