Old Man Zhang looked at the silver ticket on his chest and was a little distracted.

After about a cup of tea, he bowed deeply to the silver star.

Yinxing saw that Old Man Zhang was about to bow his head, and he knew what he was going to do.

He didn't stay long, turned around straight, and prepared to return to the Lion Tower.

Before entering the door, the plaque of the "Lion Building" that fell in half and fell on the ground was sewn with gold thread and hung up.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of Silver Star is really amazing!

After some restoration by her hand, it looks like there is no trace of it, just like the original.

Although there is a slender horizontal column, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell it at all.

Silver Star asked.

"He sits, I stood, and didn't talk anything. ”

After doing this, Silver Star moved lightly and re-entered the Lion Tower.

"What are you talking about?"

Silver Star said.

"After accumulating more than ten years of fate, how can it be solved in a few words?"

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"I thought the problem between you was settled. ”

Silver Star said.

"I see that you have solved this matter so happily and thoroughly, and I want to ask you for an idea. ”

Zhang Xuejiu asked helplessly.

"Then sitting on a station like this, of course, will not solve the problem. ”

Silver Star thought it was incredible.

Zhang Xuezhi has always been an arbitrary person in her heart.

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"Ask me?"

That's all there is to it, who doesn't know?

Even if you haven't read a book, people who live a few more years can know the truth of the world cleanly, but there is no need to say it again.

What he has identified is something that no one can change.

What's more, Zhang Xuexue doesn't like to argue and argue.

An hour, or a year, is the same result.

Instead of spending an hour or even a year trying to figure out a truth, it is better to think of it, figure it out, and do it immediately.

Such repetition can only lead to endless quarrels, and will not solve any practical problems at all.

And that extremely precious time passed bit by bit in such a meaningless quarrel.

If you keep thinking about everything in your head, you may not be able to take a step in your life.

What's more, nothing in this world can be a Yangguan avenue, and you can be bright if you go straight forward.

It's all about putting it into action.

Great oaks from little acorns grow..

It's nothing more than adding a lot of waste and futility for no reason.

This is a thankless thing, and Zhang Xuejiu will not do it at all.

The direction is constantly to be corrected.

Although it can be said that the road to the dark is very strong, in the final analysis, it is all stupid strength.

Even if you end up empty-handed, you don't feel any regrets.

Every age group has its own useless work to be done at every age.

When he was young, he was vigorous.

The blood is hard to cool, and maybe he will do something with a slap of the head.

This kind of waste is more of an attempt.

If you haven't walked it, how do you know if you can't get through?

These were arranged long ago at birth.

When you're young, a lot of time is wasted.

Whenever you encounter something detached, you will immediately become helpless.

As a result, the whole person will become constrained, courageless, and unable to ascend to the hall of elegance.

Zhang Xuezhu has always been disgusted with the flow of experience that everyone has followed......

Those empty words sound very reasonable, but if someone really does it, then he will not be able to get rid of the shackles of experience for the rest of his life.

He had to plan carefully.

Others' plans for each day, he must be accurate to every hour.

But now, Zhang Xuexue has reached such an age.

There's not much time left for him to waste trying.

Even if he didn't say a word to his broken lover, this feeling made him very memorable.

People are nostalgic.

There can be no sloppiness.

But right now, he is standing very quietly now.

The sky's shining red clouds are not enough to repay the tenderness of this day.

Even in the end, he still chose not to look back and not let go.

How can anyone really break off love?

Whenever the sunset sinks.

The broken lover closed his eyes and suddenly spoke.

"yes, it's quiet......"

But those who are nostalgic will still be nostalgic for the old.

"It's so quiet......"

After a moment's effort, the broken lover opened his eyes irritably and said.

Zhang Xuezhu's eyes were full of trepidation and uneasiness when he saw him.

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"It's quiet, and it makes me a little uncomfortable!"

"I didn't hesitate. How could I be hesitant?"

The broken lover said with a sneer.

"What are you wandering about?"

Zhang Xuezhi asked.

"What men boast of, they lack. What is hastily denied must exist. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

The second half of this sentence is obviously for myself.

It's like lifting your breath.

"Perhaps...... Take a look when you're old and see if you're the same as me. ”

Zhang Xuezhu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Isn't it true that people are verbose when they get old? You have never been so calm and reasonable before. ”

Said the broken lover.

Zhang Xuejiu knew the meaning of his words.

This apprentice will never let himself grow old.

"I won't have that day. ”

Said the broken lover.

Zhang Xuexue was silent for a long time, and suddenly said to Yinxing.

Silver Star nodded and walked to the counter to get a drink.

He must have ended the rest of his life before he really grew old.

"Help get some wine. ”

In the past, Zhang Xuexue didn't drink a drop of alcohol.

Except for the flushed face on the night of his wedding, he had never seen Zhang Xue drink.

"You're going to drink?"

Asked with a broken lover's difference.

"I've been drinking, and that hasn't changed. ”

Said the broken lover.

"People always become. It's like you're a broken lover now, and I'm no longer Zhang Yushu. Zhang Yushu doesn't drink, but Zhang Xuexue does. I don't drink much, but I always drink some every day. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"Then why didn't you blame?"

The broken lover asked curiously.

"At least three or five times when I was in the altar, I smelled wine on you. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

The person who speaks must not be too strange, nor too familiar.

People who are too strangers don't know what to say, so they can only be politely praised.

For these past events, although he said that he didn't care about it, he was still very interested in it in his heart.

Or maybe he is not interested in these things about the rotten grains of old sesame seeds, but longs for someone to talk to him well.

But when I woke up the next day, I remembered the excitement of last night, but I was faced with double the emptiness.

It's better to break up unhappily, at least you can accumulate an impressive thing.

The two of them are either drunk or unhappy.

It's at least much better to get drunk than to break up.

Even if you are relatively speechless, you don't feel embarrassed to sit face to face.

Such a relationship is enviable, but for someone who craves communication like a broken lover, it is the first choice to abandon.

But if it's too familiar, I don't know what to say.

The two know each other well, and there is nothing to share.

Wouldn't it just meet his ridiculous request that was not too strange and not too familiar?

I'm afraid it's hard to find such a person in the world.

Zhang Xuezhi used to be very familiar with him.

After not seeing each other for many years, it is now a little stranger.

But now that Zhang Xuexue is in front of him, he doesn't need to look for it.

And not only does he have time, but he also wants to talk.

Even if they are found, they may not have time.

Even if he had time, he didn't necessarily want to chat.

Zhang Xuezhi said.

He moved a stool and sat down.

It's a godsend, it's a rare opportunity!

"I don't drink alcohol, but I never think it's a bad thing. ”

The lover asked rhetorically.

He was extremely enthusiastic about this way of speaking.

It happened to be directly opposite the broken lover.

"It's not a bad thing, why are you resisting it like that?"

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"What are your habits and habits?"

Although every sentence sounds choking, it gets to the point, making the other party fight back.

"Not advocating does not mean prohibiting. As long as there is no delay in what needs to be done, it doesn't hurt to have a single core. I just think it's just one of your habits, everyone has their own habits and habits. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

But he pointed to the wine glass on the table next to him.

The broken lover asked.

"It seems that there was no ...... But didn't I raise one later?"

"Anything can be cultivated. Do you think that this change is not deliberate, but natural?"

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"I thought it was innate, so I stayed there quietly and waited for you to find out. But I didn't expect that this habit could be cultivated!"

Said the broken lover.

"Why do you keep saying I'm old?"

Zhang Xuejiu was a little unhappy......

"You're really old......"

After listening to this, the broken lover stared at Zhang Xuexue and said such a strange sentence.

"Because you're really starting to preach. ”

Said the broken lover.

Men don't want to hear the word "old" just as women don't want to hear the word "fat".

It's not taboo, but it's always uncomfortable.

Silver Star walked over with a wine glass.

On the way, he glanced at this Zhao Mingming, and signaled her to leave quickly.

"I said, you listen to it and do it, it's preaching. If it's just my own words, it's just idle talk. ”

Zhang Xuezhu waved his hand and said.

Zhao Mingming said to this silver star.

Such a thing cannot be forced.

Zhao Mingming chuckled and shook her head, but also moved a stool to sit down.

"I think they're funny and want to hear it. ”

Obedient people drink wine in order to understand the state of mind of the person who speaks.

When the mood is synchronized, it sounds more charming.

But how can the obedient man have wine?

The person who speaks drinks, in addition to moistening his throat, just to make his words more infectious.

After putting a pot of wine in front of Zhao Mingming, Yinxing, he put the remaining four wine jugs on the table of the broken lover and Zhang Xuexue.

"People who drink every day should not drink badly. ”

There are many examples of literati drinking in ancient books with the sound of the wind, the rain, the piano, the singing, and even the sound of shrews scolding the street.

It can be seen that although this wine is intoxicating, it can quickly connect two hearts that are far apart.

Zhang Xuezhi said.

But the broken lover picked up a pot of wine, raised his neck and drank it all.

Said the broken lover.

"Drinking is not the same as being able to drink. I have a wine list, but I don't have a volume. ”

The whole body was a little numb from the stimulation.

The throat is still sore.

The spicy drink flows down the throat into the stomach.

It's like swallowing a burning candle.

Because only when he feels the same feeling, can he find that his spirit is still stuck in this broken and dirty shell.

The pain was a validation for him.

But the broken lover loves pain.

Sometimes he will take the initiative to create some flesh injuries to make himself laugh.

Broken lovers don't dare to use it much.

After all, the pain is more, and it will be more numb.

The refreshment after verification can become a temporary relaxation for him.

This hard-earned relaxation is precious.

"Drink so much...... I can't fight with you. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

At the end of the day, it's inevitable that there will be nothing.

That is, I don't feel the same, and I lose my comfort and relaxation.

Zhang Xuezhi exclaimed.

"People who really drink don't pick wine. In this world, there is only intoxicating wine and non-intoxicating wine, but there is no good wine and wine. ”

Then he poured himself a small glass and took a slow sip.

"This wine is good!"

On the other hand, Zhang Xuejiu's side has not yet finished a glass.

"Looks like this wine can't be drunk......

Said the broken lover.

The two jugs of wine were drunk in an instant.

Said the broken lover.

It's not that he doesn't have something to say, it's not that he doesn't want to say it.

Zhang Xuexuan shook his head helplessly and said.

"That's pretty much it. ”

But after all, after being lonely for so long, everything needs a process.

What he said today is much more than what he said in most of the previous six months.

Rather, he was afraid to continue.

Although he was extremely eager to communicate with people.

But he still didn't want to continue.

Because he didn't know that sentence would awaken the emotions and thoughts he had desperately suppressed before.

Too much talk can make you lose it all.

Even when it comes to breaking off his lover, he has nothing to lose.

After leaving the altar, his body never had a moment of warmth.

Hands are always cold.

After passing by Zhang Xuexue in the city of the last time, he left tears in his eyes.

At that moment, he felt the warmth he had not felt for a long time.

Very light and careful.

But the temperature was hot.

Although there were not many tears, when they slid down his cheeks, a warm tear stain suddenly soothed his tense face.

The crystal tear rolled down his jaw and against the instep of his foot.

But he didn't want to try again.

A person is accustomed to blood, cold, and lonely.

A tear of his own can bring him such a big change, which is also unexpected by the broken lover.

That feeling of warmth is good.

Whatever a person does, he is fighting against his own comfort and laziness.

The more you don't like to eat a dish, the more you have to take a few more bites.

Suddenly, in the depths of the hilarious, warm, and comfortable, I feel very awkward no matter what......

The wolves who stepped on the snow in the cold winter, but if they found a dilapidated temple that could escape the cold, their fate was only to perish.

The broken lover knows this truth very well, so he doesn't dare to be greedy, even if it's just for a while......

Zhang Xuexuan saw that he put down the wine glass and tacitly occupied it with his broken lover.

The more you don't like to read, the more pages you have to turn.

It sounds very reluctant and a little stubborn, but this spirit is discarded, but it will never come back.

At this moment, there is no need to say much, the only battle is only.

Zhang Xuexue stretched out his right hand towards Yinxing, and Yinxing tacitly handed the white bone fan back to him.

No matter how hard the armor is, there will be a day when it rusts and breaks.

No matter how thick the frost is, it can't escape the snow when spring comes.

"But I got it, but you don't know much. ”

Said the broken lover.

"Bone fan! Of course you're familiar with it. ”

Zhang Xuezhi said.

"I won't keep my hand, master......"

Said the broken lover.

"The master beats the apprentice, it is natural not to say it, let alone take advantage of the slightest!"

Zhang Xuezhi said.

Is Zhao Mingming dead or alive?

It has nothing to do with him.

When Zhang Xuezhu heard the word "master", his nose was sore, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Speaking of which, Zhang Xuejiu himself doesn't know what he is doing this for.

Zhang Xuexue's throat twitched up and down a few times, and finally he said the word smoothly.

The lover holds the knife in his left hand and gradually lifts it in front of his eyes.

It wasn't until Fang Cai heard his lover call him master that he knew the meaning of what he had done all these years.

"Good!"

But he still wants to do it.

This was his rule before he went out with the knife.

The blade of the knife has long lost its luster because it is covered with this thick layer of blood.

Nor can it reflect his face.

How can you complete this set of habits so unhurriedly?

Today it's different.

In the past, lovers didn't have the time to do useless work, and most of them were talking about it in their hearts.

After all, when the knife is released, a point of slower is dangerous......

will not be the first to strike, let alone attack unprepared.

When the broken lover called out the master, even he himself was taken aback.

Not that there was anything special about this day, but because of the people standing in front of him.

Even if the broken lover looks at the mountain with a knife for an hour or two, Zhang Xuexue will wait for him patiently.

But it's already happened, and it's been a long time.

No matter how hard you try, you can't change it now.

This is not a scheming countermeasure, but a subconscious expression of true feelings.

Although he always tries his best to deny it, he wants to dissociate himself from the past.

He experienced the quiet again.

The knife that breaks off the lover is like thunder, like a waterfall, like a rolling stone.

It's like Zhang Xueshu is no longer called Zhang Yushu, but he can't erase the fact that he is Zhang Yushu.

The time of a stick of incense was wiped out by the broken lover's trumpet.

But in the midst of Fang Cai's dissipation, he actually touched another layer of sword technique.

Although peace and subtlety are not necessarily much more clever than heroic and intense, everything in this world is inherently mutually reinforcing.

There is advance and no retreat, only attack but not defense.

But whoever comes out with a knife does not see blood, and does not accept it.

More than that, it is not mutual restraint, but mutual dependence and mutual support.

It is like the yin and yang poles in Wu Xiu's body, like a newlywed couple in and out.

Where there is a palm, there is the back of the hand.

There are waterfalls and thunder, and there are small bridges and flowing water.

I also thought about how to reduce this heaviness.

The knife is already the thinnest and lightest.

After using the knife for so many years, it is still the first time that a lover has such a feeling.

He used to feel that his knife was too heavy.

Only the lover thinks it's valuable.

The most important thing is where he should put this value and how to project the knife into reality.

And his body is also very thin.

The swordsmen on the side all felt that this indescribable "lightness" was a defect.

It's like a dragonfly perched on a reed.

The lover must be very slow, very quiet, and very precise, in order to gently catch its wings.

The broken lover finally understood what was going on with the "lightness" he had been seeking but had been unable to beg.

"Light" is a stack that needs to be "quiet" before it can slowly surface.

The broken lover lowered his arm.

The knife was attached to the body, hanging silently.

After the dragonfly is caught, it must have resisted.

This is the fact that "quiet" is no longer of much use, and it requires an incomparably fierce edge like thunder and waterfalls.

Although he had overestimated the understanding and tenacity of his apprentice.

But he still couldn't imagine that in this time of incense, the knife that broke off love was straight up, hitting a height that even Zhang Xuezhi knew very little.

Zhang Xuezhi was a little puzzled.

He didn't know what the intention of the lover was.

When the lover's knife was lifted again, Zhang Xuezhu saw that the blade that was constantly approaching him had turned into a butterfly fluttering its wings.

It's lightweight and agile.

At least he doesn't know how to use a knife.

Different paths may end up the same, but before the same return, you have to go through a long way in your stomach.

"Smack!"

Zhang Xuexue opened the white bone fan.

Flying unhurriedly, occasionally wandering among the flowers, nostalgic.

It seems to be the most leisurely existence in this world.

But if you want to drive it away, a gust of wind will inevitably be enough.

Zhang Xuexue's white bone fan emitted an extremely cold wind.

Fan towards the "butterfly".

If you want to catch a butterfly, you have to use a net.

But in this gust of wind, it was as if there were countless sharp daggers hidden.

Whatever is swept into the wind will be torn to pieces.

There is no temperature.

Not cold.

One move into the air, although Zhang Xuexue was a little unhappy, it did not make him upset and panicked.

If you don't succeed once, it won't be long before you try again.

Only the "butterfly" will not.

I saw that one of its wings quickly moved in the opposite direction twice, but it easily avoided the strong wind from Zhang Xuexue's white bone fan.

In the dark, all the ways forward and retreat of this "butterfly" are blocked.

If it moves slightly, it will be swept into these three strong winds and strangled in an instant.

Zhang Xuezhi rushed to the mind of descending ten meetings with one force, and fanned a fan in the left, middle and right directions of the "butterfly".

These three strong winds intersect, and the trajectory is unpredictable.

It's as if all the tricks have been exhausted, and you have to be caught.

At this time, Zhang Xuejiu was a little unbearable......

But this time Zhang Xuexue miscalculated......

The "butterfly" not only did not dodge in a hurry, but stopped in place without fear.

The sudden change caught Zhang Xue off guard, and he happened to avoid the three strong winds perfectly.

It wasn't until it was about to land that the "butterfly" opened its wings, flapped rapidly, and came back to Zhang Xuexue.

But the move has been made, and there is nothing he can do.

When the three strands came to the side of the "butterfly" and were about to suck it in, the "butterfly" suddenly retracted its wings, and its whole body was clumped, and it fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Xueji couldn't dodge, so he had to close the fan, put away the fragile fan, and resist it with a big bone.

Faintly, a huge impact came straight towards Zhang Xuexue's white bone fan.

The light on the wings is extremely gorgeous.

There was a muffled "thump......

Zhang Xue was shocked and took a step and a half back.

looked down at his fan, but a white mark appeared on the big bone......