Time flies quickly, it's been almost a year since she left me, I got a job around here, as a patrolman on the highway, equivalent to the nature of a security guard, and many friends think that I come to this job as a retired mercenary with a kind of overkill and a knife rhythm.

However, I still chose this job, which was the closest to it, and I would spend half an hour every day at the place where the separation happened, and I felt this place and missed her.

After all, I still can't let go of her, this place is called the Yangtze River Ridge, looking at the mountains and waters, the green mountains and green waters are not far away, and now this season is full of dandelions, the breeze blows, and the sky is full of flying flocculents.

I vaguely remember that she once said that she liked the freedom of the dandelion, liked the pure white feathers of the dandelion, and every time I passed by this place, I would stop the car and look into the distance through the glass of the car window, and often hoped that at this time I could miraculously see her in the dandelion flower sea and watch the dandelion in a daze.

"Attention of all units, there is a major traffic accident on the Yangtze River Bay section, please rush to the nearby staff to assist in dredging, repeat, units..." The walkie-talkie hanging in the car sounded and the rough and powerful voice of the captain of the high-speed patrol team interrupted my thoughts.

I looked down and smiled, it seemed that I had to be busy again, so I started the car, reversed, turned the front of the car 60°, "Squeak... "The wheels rubbed against the ground rapidly, and they ran directly to the Yangtze River Bay section.

When I was busy in the Yangtze River Bay section, I took out my mobile phone, or the mobile phone she gave me, and looked at the time, it was already more than eleven o'clock in the evening, the traffic accident was a bit serious, I think I should be able to see the report on the news tomorrow morning, after all, it was a PetroChina oil truck that suddenly exploded on the way, a little weird, and it was also big news.

After I completed the handover with the next round of duty staff, a colleague drove back to the city, so I hitchhiked back to the city together.

After getting out of the car, I walked aimlessly on the street, with a cigarette in my mouth, and I didn't know where I had gone, so I should let myself relax and release the stress and boredom of the day's work.

Ten minutes passed like this, a building similar to an ancient inn came into my eyes and interrupted my thoughts, the bronze doorway, the big red lanterns hung on both sides of the door, reflecting the ancient black signboard, the signboard said "leaving the garden" these two powerful golden words, in this street surrounded by modern buildings, it is particularly eye-catching, it is easy to attract the attention of young people, these years the country has been popular retro style, I can only say that the owner of this inn is too talented, and he is also very economical.

I also walked towards the inn with great interest, to taste the freshness of this retro style, and when I stepped into the door, a cool feeling came to my face, and a young man who looked like a shopkeeper hurriedly ran out to take me in and sit down, and then habitually wiped the table and did not forget to greet me: "This guest officer, what may I eat?" We have everything in this inn, and all kinds of food in the world are available. ”

I was a little uncomfortable with his tone, so I replied with a smile, "Just a few pots of good sake and a few more signature dishes by the way."

The shopkeeper also laughed, "Okay, wait a minute, the wine and food will be good soon, and the sprinkler will come quickly." Then he ran to the counter, where there was a large old cabinet, seemingly disordered and orderly, with clay pots and jars pasted on the outside of the jar, and on the square paper was a black word for wine.

I turned my head to look around, and saw that there were all kinds of people here, and it almost scared me, there were people from all ages, young and young, some wearing clothes from the old era and the Republic of China, some wearing Tang costumes and hats, and some with long braids... I thought I had traveled back in time, but luckily the tables to my left were normal, with people in suits and casual clothes.

They all bowed their heads and ate their own things, completely oblivious to what was happening in the outside world, and some whispered to each other in whispers.

There were four people sitting at the table next to him, the old man who was shouting and boasting about his skills sat diagonally opposite me, diagonally facing me, sitting on the right was a drunken man with felt on his head, and sitting on the left of the old man was a boy with white and tender skin, full of spirit, exuding the temperament of a scholar, he was wearing a white robe and scholar dress of the old era, wearing a crown and hat, and a folding fan exclusive to cultural people in his right hand.

Next to the scholar sat a landlord who resembled a landlord, with a big belly of fortune, a suit of great fortune, and a figure of eight characters hanging next to his mouth, funny and cute. The old man was smiling on the braised lion's head while drinking wine, and the sound of toasting and clinking bowls was "Bang... Boom... Bang..."I didn't forget to talk to my partner loudly:

"Anyway, back then, the Sprinkle family split dozens of officials in Pixian County, and the scene was spectacular..."The rough old man boasted without blushing at all.

"Have you ever deceived someone and exaggerated the facts? They're officials," said the drunken boy sitting next to him.

"That's right... Is it so easy to fight against the government? The scholar replied.

"The babies are honest and responsible... Don't fool me—" The landlord cast a questioning glance at the old man.

"Hehe, don't doubt it, the pile of scars and thorns on the back of the Sprinkle family is a memorial left by those official dogs... I'm going to pick it up now and open your eyes..."The old man took off his shirt and showed it to his friends.

The people at the tables next to them also joined in the excitement and buried their heads to take a look, and when they all saw those knife wounds and stab marks, they took a deep breath of cold air and exclaimed incredibly.

"The scars of this government-exclusive embroidered spring knife are unique, and you can see the injuries of the embroidered spring knife at a glance." The scholar shook his fan gently.

"I've lived for so many years, and I haven't seen a few people with such scars like you." A pot-bellied old man next to him stroked his white beard.

"It's really an old hero... We admire! The drunken man slapped the table and shouted.

"I think back then, a few of our brothers fell into the grass, were wanted by the government, and finally forced to hide in the mountains and forests..."The scholar replied unconvinced.

"I really can't live that day," the landlord sighed.

"We admire those who dare to carry it with the official dog!" The drunken man lying on the table raised his glass again.

The old man's back does have a lot of crimson scars and stabs, dense and intricate, the shortest is also the length of a palm, very realistic, I think it's a little funny, this is too good to fool people, if he is really injured by the embroidered spring knife, can he really survive? There are still so many scars, and I don't know which hospital this old man went to for plastic surgery.

It seems that a few of them are really too poisoned by Jin Yong's novels, and they can't separate reality from fiction at all, and they really regard themselves as those chivalrous people who dare to fight against the government in ancient times, and the retro style of this inn also just accepts the gathering of these retro fanatics, and it can be regarded as providing them with a place to communicate.

At this time, Xiao Er served the wine that had been boiled mildly and poured it into my wine glass, followed by another shop, Xiao Er served a few side dishes with porcelain plates, from the color point of view, it was okay, the lingering light smoke slowly swirled on the dish, a little colorful, fragrant.

"Guest officer, please use it slowly, if you still need anything, please feel free to command." The shopkeeper smiled enthusiastically, and his face still had the signature smile that had not changed for a hundred years.

"You're busy first, there's nothing you need yet." I waved my hand and said to him politely.

When Xiao Er wanted to leave, I suddenly thought of something, so I stopped Xiao Er in the shop, and said to him gently, "Come and have a few drinks with me, and by the way, I will ask you about something." After listening to this, the shopkeeper was a little stunned, he couldn't believe that I asked him to sit over and drink a few glasses, and finally couldn't help my many persuasions before he was flattered to sit down, he sat with his legs together, holding the wine glass in both hands, smiled at me respectfully, nodded and gestured and raised his head to drink.

I wasn't in the mood to eat or drink, and I listened curiously to the old man next to me boasting about his skills. I learned through a sentence of communication with the shopkeeper that the shopkeeper's name is Liu Dongsheng, who used to come out to mix, and everyone called him Brother Dadong for face, and later washed his hands with a golden plate, and also knew a little that the owner of this shop was a mysterious person, and he usually didn't appear in the store much, and only at the end of the year or when the old man came would he appear here.

"Brother Dong, is this old man a regular visitor to this inn?" I cast my eyes on Brother Dadong. Brother Da Dong's face was flushed at this time, and he responded with a big red face: "Every year, he will come here to drink several times, from time to time."

"Every year?" It seems that this inn has been open for a long time, and I am a little surprised, why didn't I notice it? "How many years has this inn been open?" I was amazed and asked.

"It's been a few years, it's only in the last few years that I moved here from other places to open here, and then I came here with me." Brother Da Dong was not irritable and answered my question in a daze.

Brother Dadong, who was drunk by me, was already lying on the table at this time and muttering to himself: "There are so many beautiful women dancing in front of me, you see, this is really beautiful... This figure is so good... This one's face is so white..."

His saliva was dripping on the table, and he didn't forget to have a spring dream, and said to himself obscenely: "This girl is still smiling at me... Hee-hee, come to your uncle's arms... Hmm...... The horn of the neon dress and feather dance is so beautiful, it's so good-looking! It would be nice if I could marry me and be my daughter-in-law..."

At this time, several drunk people at the other tables also walked around the inn with a wine jug to toast, and when they came to toast with me, I couldn't shirk it, so I responded, and before I knew it, I forgot how much wine I had drunk, my head was dizzy, and my eyes suddenly went dark.

I was busy patting my swollen head, trying to wake myself up, shaking my head vigorously, my vision returned to normal again, but I felt that my whole brain was swollen, my nose was a little itchy, and a drop of blood fell on my cuff! I sighed with a smirk, it seemed that I was really old, I hadn't tried a nosebleed in a long time, and when I looked around, everything seemed to be spinning, and then my eyes couldn't help but get tired, and my eyes went black again, and my head fell heavily on the table again.

"Three Thousand Avenues, Red Dust Refines the Heart...", an old voice came into my ears.