He turned around and looked at Hua Dan carefully for a while.

But seeing that her eyebrows brought out the resentment of the autumn forest, and the sorrow of the blue waves in her eyes, the two were like weaving, it was brocade, and there was no wrong embroidery; The pretty face is like grinding, it is jasper, and there is no flaw in it.

This extremely beautiful and handsome person closed his singing voice and looked at him.

Just one glance, as if the silk thread has been held for a long time.

However, in King Ji's mansion that night, he only glanced at the Tsing Yi Hua Dan, and did not remember the other party's appearance.

What if it's the same person?

The left and right are just meeting in Pingshui, seeing each other today, turning around tomorrow, and parting ways.

Zhuang Sheng said well, it is better to forget about each other.

"Accuse, girl, I was abrupt."

Sleepless at night, he apologized and prepared to leave.

That Hua Dan timidly stopped him: "Wait, son!" ”

Her voice, like a bird's grace, like a warbler's chirping, clear but not cold, melodious but not screaming, sounds like a complete enjoyment, ears and atria itch together, this is another gift in addition to the warm sun in winter.

Sleepless at night stopped his steps, moved his gaze lightly, and did not look directly at her, one was a courtesy, and the other was to look at such a beautiful woman, he was under pressure.

Hua Dan tried to smile and said: "The little woman is clumsy, but she also vaguely recognizes from the side face of the child, the son is an old friend of mine." ”

"So, old man?" Sleepless couldn't help but look at her, but saw that her eyebrows were like gathering, her eyes were wrinkled, and her expression was serious, not like a fake.

"On the cold night of Sanjiu, in the palace of King Ji, the song "Sifan" is not finished, and the courteous reward comes first." Hua Dan takes the attitude of a pear orchard, and sleepless at night.

pursed his lips and said, "After years of learning drama, no one can appreciate it, once you meet it, like looking at Chunlin." As the saying goes, 'the soldier dies for the confidant, and the woman is the one who pleases herself', and the children of the pear garden sing for the one who knows themselves......"

Sleepless at night heard her tell the story of King Ji's Mansion, and when I felt a chill in my heart, I knew that she was indeed the Hua Dan of the night.

Involving the Jiwang Mansion, I am afraid that there are many people here, and there are scies in detail. He turned silently, let her speak, and led the horse away.

"Hey, Childe, wait, wait~"

Hua Dan regarded the silver on the ground as nothing, simply cleaned up his clothes, carried the dust, took lotus steps, tidied up his clothes, and chased after him sleeplessly.

Sleepless nights and depressed hearts.

That night, in the palace of King Ji, when he first met this Hua Dan, he was dressed as a daughter, and today he is a Confucian student, and the difference between before and after is very different.

It stands to reason that unless Zhu Houmao, Li Dong and others are there in person, no one will be able to recognize him.

How can this Hua Dan only have a relationship with him, but he can get rid of the confusion of makeup, and see at a glance that he is the one who gave the reward that day?

Sleepless at night lowered his head, looking at Yun Sheng, Yun Sheng seemed to be in a good mood at this time, grinning, looking left and right with a pair of big eyes, bathed in the warm sunshine, very comfortable.

"Childe~"

Hua Dan chased after him, held the dust whisk in his hand, saluted sleeplessly at night, and said: "Childe, why did you pretend not to know me when you met each other, but just listened to me talk about it, and turned around to leave?" How can I avoid me like a tiger! ”

Sleepless looked at the people around him, and said with a wry smile: "You are a famous character in Yanguan Pear Garden, how valuable you are." I'm just a wanderer, I've done things, and I can't see the light. Even if you and I had our first meeting, it was only nine days ago. Nine days ago, I glanced at it, and then I turned around, how can I call it an old man? ”

The corners of Hua Dan's mouth were dimple slightly, and there was a sly smile in his eyes, and he said: "Like Childe, how long do you have to know each other before you can be called an old man?" ”

This question was stumped by the sleepless night, and the horse's ears fluttered lightly on the side of his face, itchy and hot.

"This ...... Anyway, I have to know each other for more than two months. ”

Sleepless at night remembered Yue Bubuli, he called Yue Bubuli as an old man, Yue Bubuli was he met more than two months ago, so he used him as a reference.

After a short time, the number of people gradually became scarce, and they came to a wood.

Hua Dan walked his delicate body like a water snake to the front of the sleepless night, shook his head, and said: "Childe, this is a bad word, how can you define the old man by the length of time you have known each other?" The so-called old people, as soon as they see the old people, they are old people. ”

At this time, the golden crow is gradually westing, and a good night, at most an hour later, will come as promised.

Winters are always so short and the nights are long.

Sleepless at night sighed weakly, couldn't argue with her, and simply didn't bother to argue with her, just said: "In a short time, the eternal night is coming." The countryside here is full of dangers. Why don't you hurry back, but what are you doing here? ”

Hua Dan smiled, like a warm spring flower, and the flowers and the moon returned to the clouds.

She didn't answer this question, but asked, "Why didn't the son go back quickly, but he led this horse and held this young child and lingered here?" What are you doing lingering? ”

At this time, I looked at her face carefully, and only from her skin age could I see that this should only be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little girl.

The so-called twenty-eight years, the twenty-eight best human body is like a crisp. Fifteen or sixteen years old is the most beautiful and cherished time in a woman's life.

"You're young, but you can be carefree and naughty. Even if the lyrics are quiet and resentful, people can also laugh and laugh. Sleepless sighed.

Forget that he was only so young. The difference is that they often have the sorrow of being 100 years old.

Sleepless at night, he said, "Why don't I go back?" I'm thinking about this too. Come to think of it, I am a Langzhong who has no door and no faction, and has traveled the rivers and lakes; A beggar who has no ties and no stumbling blocks, although the world is big, there is no place for me, where should I go back? ”

The two of them walked for a while, and arrived at a small mound, a stone tablet was erected in front of the mound, and the erosion on the stele was very serious, only a few traces of faint and shallow lightness, and they could roughly identify the full text if they looked at it carefully:

[Tomb of the Unknown.]

I don't know who, I don't know who. I don't know what dynasty or generation, what province or county I live in, I don't know what children I have, what relatives I have, what deeds I have, I don't know what year, month, and day he died, where he died, and I don't know where I got his clothes.

Talking about setting up this tomb for it, I don't know what epitaph the book is, I don't know what this article is, I don't know what it is for, why, the author also doesn't know who people are.

Is this tomb really a tomb of unknown origin? Or say: I don't know. 】

I read this inscription without sleep, like reading the book of gods outside the sky, thinking that my old eyes were dizzy, and I read it again.

Hua Dan said: "Childe doesn't have to look at it anymore, it's just that his eyes are full of the words 'I don't know how', and I can't see anything if I see too much." ”

I read it twice, but I saw that the text was indeed as Hua Dan said, but the three words "I don't know how" ran throughout.

"You have excellent eyesight, and you can see this inscription from a distance." Sleepless at night.

On Hua Dan's face, the wind is light and cloudy, and a pair of tricks are like stars and moons: "Singing must practice your eyes, your eyes are not bright, and the play is not alive." Seeing this clearly is just the basics. ”