Volume 1 The Rise of Dingxi Chapter 93 There is a Dream Today, and the Twilight of the Year [2]
"Senior, can we just stand here and wait?"
Liu Ruiying said.
He really didn't want to go back to that dark, dilapidated and filthy room.
"How can I do it without clothes?!"
The man said.
With all his strength in his hands, he pulled Liu Ruiying and walked towards the dilapidated house.
Liu Ruiying couldn't exert any strength under the pull of this force, so he could only let this person drag himself into the dilapidated house like holding a piece of paper.
"Drag these two idiots to the back and bury them. ”
This person said to Liu Ruiying.
As soon as he entered the house, he went back to bed.
It's as if nothing in the world can get him up.
"Good. ”
Liu Ruiying subconsciously agreed.
But when I thought about it, why did I listen to him?
But he also knew that this person was too difficult, so he didn't speak, he just wanted to find a secluded place to stay, and wait for the third half of the wine and the pine in the soup to return from the wine.
However, Liu Ruiying looked around, and there was no place to sit in this room except for the big bed.
Not even a table.
It seems that this man ate and drank all the things in that big bed.
"Why aren't you going?"
This person was stunned when he saw Liu Ruiying like this, and couldn't help but open his mouth to urge.
"I don't want to go, it should be your business. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
"Didn't you call me a senior, where did all this old and young virtue go? It's really choking......
The man said dissatisfied.
Liu Ruiying laughed angrily.
It is indeed good to respect the old and love the young.
But it also depends on whether the old is worthy of respect, and whether the young is worthy of love.
If this person relies on the old and sells the old like this, and is not in a proper manner, he must be absolutely unworthy of respect.
Liu Ruiying usually hates those who obviously have no virtue and integrity, and they have no extraordinary strength, but they have spent a few years of time than themselves, pointing out the country everywhere and commanding the country.
Even if he crosses a lot of bridges and eats a lot of salt, what can he do?
Suffering is never necessary.
If it can be smooth sailing, smooth and steady, ordinary growth, why not?
This world is prosperous, the mountains and seas are splendid, and warmth and indifference are intertwined.
It's like half the daylight and half the cold and rainy nights every year.
There have been beautiful ephemeralities and incomplete elongations.
But it would be a big mistake if you only think of these broken longevity as capital that you can use to teach.
Liu Ruiying is afraid of getting too close to people, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to have such a warm relationship in his heart.
Although perfunctory can be disappointing, it also gives each other greater kindness.
It's like the person in front of him, although he behaves strangely.
But Liu Ruiying could see from his previous eyes that his previous story must have been full of tenderness.
The current indifference and recklessness may be the original cold-bloodedness.
After all, few people will try their best when they have everything, so in the end, it will be regret and disappointment.
Thinking of this, Liu Ruiying sighed slightly.
As soon as his heart softened, he wanted to help him dispose of the corpses of the two red-robed guests.
"You're not from Bogu Building?"
The man asked.
When he saw that Liu Ruiying really wanted to help him work, he was a little embarrassed.
"I'm not. ”
Liu Ruiying neatly turned over the two corpses and flattened them, and then wrapped them in the big red robes.
The technique is skillful and steady.
"Come to think of it...... Those nerds don't have the determination and courage you have. ”
The man said.
"Concentration is scared, courage is broken, I didn't have it before, I saw more, I did more, naturally there. ”
Liu Ruiying said casually.
But his hands still didn't stop, ready to drag the bodies of the two red-robed guests out and bury them.
Regardless of merit or demerit.
The man is dead.
All is disillusioned.
Although Liu Ruiying has no regret or respect for these two people.
But dig a pit and bury it, and he will still do it.
After all, this is in the ground, and these two people can't be allowed to die blindly.
If you want to blame, you only blame it for taking the wrong path and entering the wrong line in this life.
If you want to, you are willing to take the right path and enter the right line in the next life.
"Looks like you're scared a lot, and you're running far away?"
The man said.
Liu Ruiying didn't want to answer.
Because he was holding a corpse in one hand and preparing to go out.
But hearing this person ask, even if his tone was plain, it still sounded a great mockery to Liu Ruiying.
"I've never been scared much in this room in my life, I'm so scared, especially the death of these two people, it's almost scared to death!"
Liu Ruiying said unforgivingly.
Obviously, this person doesn't eat the world's sophistication.
Even if Liu Ruiying uses up all the good words and shoots through the sycophants, it is useless.
"There's nothing to be afraid of in this house, it's just a little dark, dirty, and messy. Are you afraid of the dark, afraid of dirty, afraid of chaos?"
The man asked.
When Liu Ruiying heard this, she no longer had the heart to clean up the corpses of these two red-robed guests.
He opened the door, threw them out, and prepared to talk to the old fellow.
"I'm not afraid of getting dirty, we're not so expensive. I'm not afraid of chaos, and to be honest, my own house is not much neater than yours. But I do fear the dark, and I don't believe you're not. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
He clasped his hands around his chest.
When people don't lack confidence, there will always be some small movements in their hands.
You can play with your glass while drinking.
You can sit at the table and rub your hands under the table.
But if you stand like this, these hands are not a taste anywhere, and they are extremely redundant.
"You're right, I'm also afraid of ...... dark"
The man said.
Unprecedentedly, the tone was a little lonely, and even sighed faintly after finishing speaking.
Although the sigh was very light and light, Liu Ruiying still heard it.
It's not because his ears have gotten better, it's not because it's too quiet in the house.
It was the dim and cluttered room that made Liu Ruiying's attention have no place to focus except for this person.
When the mind is concentrated, the ear power will naturally improve.
"But just now I went out to get you back, it's the first time I've seen light in years. If a person is always in the shadows, they will not be afraid of the dark. ”
The man said.
"What is the reasoning...... I'm afraid of the dark when I see it. ”
Liu Ruiying said disdainfully.
"You're proud of the light, so of course you're afraid of the dark. You think there's always something unfathomable in the dark. In that case, it is better to hide yourself in the darkness. If you can't see it, it can't see you. ”
The man said.
Liu Ruiying heard every word of this sentence.
But when connected, it only gives him the feeling of four words.
Nonsense.
Who hasn't been proud in the light?
Even if the sunlight outside the house turns into a rain of swords, there will be people who will go out to hug the sun at the risk of being cut and blurred.
Liu Ruiying thought, this light is a rain of swords.
But he also has a long sword in his hand.
It may not be that his own sword can't stop the edge of the sword rain.
If it really can't be stopped, then it can't be stopped.
He will die under the rain of swords turned into sunlight, and he will not survive in a dark and dilapidated house.
Suddenly, Liu Ruiying noticed that the suit this person was lying on had a bulge in the middle.
It was as if there were a lot of stuffed things under the bed, and it was like holding it up.
"Your bed is special. ”
Liu Ruiying asked.
He was embarrassed to be too direct, so he could only beat around the bush.
I hope to use this to bring the topic to this bed and let this person speak for himself.
"It's just a little bigger, a little dirty, what's so special?"
The man said.
He squinted at Liu Ruiying.
But his face was full of banter.
"When you say the bed, I mean the bed. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
"Is under the bed a bed? Have you ever seen someone sleep under the bed and lie down?"
The man said.
He closed his gaze, and the banter on his face subsided.
"The world is so big, there are people like you who lie in bed and don't want to get up, and naturally there are people who only drill under the bed every night. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
"I can't get under my bed. ”
The man said.
"With such a big bed, the bed must be even more empty under the bed, how can you not drill people?"
Liu Ruiying asked.
Seeing that this person actually followed his own words and began to speak, he couldn't help but be very surprised.
"Because I have too much stuff under my bed. ”
The man said.
"What's that?"
Liu Ruiying asked.
He thought that this man didn't even have any clothes on, and what else could have stuffed under the bed so full.
"Letter. ”
The man said.
"Letter?"
Liu Ruiying is incredible.
He even writes letters?
Although judging from this person's martial arts cultivation, he will definitely not be illiterate.
But if he said that he would write letters, Liu Ruiying didn't believe it anyway.
What if someone else wrote it to him, though?
This can't be too absolute.
It's just that there is not even a place to write in this room, let alone pen and ink.
People write letters in order to reply to them.
If you only write and don't accept it, anyone will lose their heart.
But if this person's bed was full of letters, there must have been more than one or two, maybe hundreds, or thousands.
Liu Ruiying didn't believe that anyone would have such perseverance, and she wrote so many letters without expecting anything in return.
"The letter I wrote, I stuffed it when I finished writing. ”
The man said.
Liu Ruiying was surprised.
It's time to send the letter away.
But he hid all the letters he had written under the bed.
Is it difficult to write a letter to yourself yourself?
If you want to keep a diary, why bother writing letters.
This is a troublesome thing full of rituals.
In the diary, you can do as much as you want.
But writing a letter inevitably requires careful wording.
But when Liu Ruiying thought about it, she knew that this person was deceiving herself.
"You don't even have a set of pen and ink for this letter, can it be that it is written in blood?"
Liu Ruiying asked.
"How precious is blood? I always let others bleed! I write a book of wine. ”
The man said.
"Wine book?"
Liu Ruiying equated the wine book with drunken talk.
Presumably after he drank too much, he wrote and painted on a whim.
"Yes, write with your hands on the wine, and when you are done, put it in an envelope and stuff it. Isn't this just a wine book?"
The man said.
At the end of the words, there was some sneering.
seems to think that Liu Ruiying's question is too idiotic.
Blood books are written in blood, but wine books are not written in wine?
But there is an essential difference between blood and wine.
Wine comes in the mouth, and when you drink it, it melts into the blood.
Therefore the wine is tolerant of blood.
But except for some extremely evil shady exercises, Liu Ruiying has not heard of anyone drinking blood.
And when the blood falls into the wine, it will only sink downward.
It seems to be one, but in fact it is still two.
The point is that the blood stains can be dried and can leave blood marks, which can be used instead of pen and ink for writing.
The wine stains dried, leaving only wine stains, and then the paper was crumpled, but nothing was left, it was still blank.
Writing in wine is not in vain.
However, Liu Ruiying suddenly remembered that his friend Xiao Jinkan had the habit of standing with his hands on wine soup and writing and drawing on the table when he was drinking.
It is a kind of heart that has something to say, but can't say it to others, so you can only write it on the table with wine to express your heart.
In the end, there is nothing left, so saying this is the same as not saying anything.
Only the wind that blows it dry will know what exactly is written.
But though the wind can blow all things, it cannot speak.
Anyone can feel the wind blowing in their faces, but no one can see, hear, or smell a word from the wind.
At this moment, there was a rustling sound outside the house.
Liu Ruiying thought that Tang Zhongsong and the wine were three and a half years old.
My heart was suddenly relieved.
I feel that this difficult time is about to pass.
"Excuse me, anyone?"
A clear voice asked.
This voice is very familiar to Liu Ruiying.
Although it has not yet reached the point of haunting his dreams, it really reminds him from time to time.
Only then did Liu Ruiying know that the two figures he had just seen on Leyouyuan were not his hallucinations, but outright existences.
To be honest, if it weren't for seeing that the two red-robed guests were dead.
When those two figures came into view, it was impossible to say that Liu Ruiying had already drawn his sword.
But at this moment, he couldn't wait to open the door.
He and Zhao Mingming looked at each other.
For a while, this Zhao Mingming was like the girl who danced and sang on the end of the world, and Liu Ruiying was the two talkative and introverted teenagers.
"It's you!"
Sugar-fried chestnuts were the first to speak.
"Yes, it's me. ”
Liu Ruiying touched the back of her head with some embarrassment.
He saw Zhao Mingming looking at him with a smile, nodded slightly, and said hello.
Thinking of Zhao Mingming's attitude towards his relatives in the framer's West Cross Courtyard, when he was hit by the spiritual martial arts of the red-robed guest, Liu Ruiying couldn't help but feel a little shy.
It seems that no matter where the teenager is, it's the same.
In the face of the people and things that are dear to them, they only dare to look at it from a distance and dare not play profanely.
"Won't you let us in?!"
Sugar-fried chestnuts are about to squeeze into the door.
But Liu Ruiying's spirit at the moment is on Zhao Mingming, but he doesn't take care of her at all.
The sugar-fried chestnuts slipped sideways from Liu Ruiying's side.
It wasn't until the two of them touched their bodies that Liu Ruiying came back to his senses and moved the door away.
Seeing Liu Ruiying dodge away, Zhao Mingming also walked in instantly.
What Liu Ruiying didn't notice was.
The bodies of the two red-robed guests were lying on their backs outside the door, but Zhao Mingming and the sugar-fried chestnuts did not have the slightest sense of fear.
It seems to be commonplace.
"What does this smell like! it smells so bad...... Miss, don't come in!"
Sugar-fried chestnuts covered their noses and said.
But the palm of your hand can't get rid of the sour smell in the house.
Sugar-fried chestnuts actually put a sugar-fried chestnut in half and blocked it in the nostrils.
Now, all she could smell was the sweetness of chestnuts fried in sugar.
"Oh my God...... Woman!"
The gardener, who was still lying on the bed, saw that it was sugar-fried chestnuts and Zhao Mingming who came in, and immediately rolled down from the bed and got under the bed.
Liu Ruiying thought it was funny.
Just now, he was ashamed to say that he had never drilled under the bed, and said that no one in the world would drill under the bed.
It's less than a cup of tea, but it's broken.
No one forced it, no one urged it, so I went down.
"How did you end up here?"
Liu Ruiying asked.
The door was open.
A few rays of sunlight shone on half of Zhao Mingming's body and face.
made Liu Ruiying look a little trance.
"Dingzhou Mansion is too small to be interesting. I wrote you a letter, and I don't know where you went. Later, I went to Dingxi Wangcheng with sugar-fried chestnuts for a while, but although it was Wangcheng, I always felt that it was similar to Dingzhou Fucheng. ”
Zhao Mingming said.
"Hmm...... Dingxi Wangcheng is a little bigger, if the difference is that there is only one tea shop in Dingzhou City, then there must be ten in Dingxi Wangcheng. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
"Yes, but people can only drink one cup of tea at a time, don't they? ”
Zhao Mingming said.
"And what do you think is interesting?"
Liu Ruiying asked with a smile.
"You!"
Zhao Mingming said.
Liu Ruiying was stunned at first, and then wanted to draw his sword.
He thought that he had been hit by the spiritual martial arts of the red-robed guest again, and the two people in front of him might still be red-robed guests.
"But I don't know where you've been, so I'll have to inquire about an interesting place to go. They told me that Bokulou was different from other places, and I wanted to come and see it. I didn't expect to run into you. ”
Zhao Mingming said.
When Liu Ruiying heard Zhao Mingming say this, the hand that had already clenched the hilt of the sword was a little looser.
"But yes, interesting people should go to interesting places. ”
Zhao Mingming smiled and continued.
"Does Bogulou have delicious fried chestnuts with sugar?"
Sugar-fried chestnuts asked Liu Ruiying.
"This ...... I really don't know. ”
Liu Ruiying said.
"Then why didn't you inquire in advance?"
Sugar-fried chestnuts are a little unrelenting.
"I didn't know you were coming. ”
Liu Ruiying said helplessly.
"Are we drinking together tonight?"
Zhao Mingming asked.
Of course, Liu Ruiying wanted to drink with Zhao Mingming.
But he had promised Chang Yishan to gather in Mingyue Tower at night.
And in the place of Mingyue Tower, Liu Ruiying really didn't think it was appropriate to take Zhao Mingming and fried chestnuts with sugar.
If it is said that it is Ou Xiao'e, it is okay.
After all, she has more courage than a man.
Not only will it not be embarrassing, but everyone will be more awakened.
But Zhao Mingming is a lotus flower in Liu Ruiying's heart.
The lotus flower is out of the mud but not stained, and the ripples are clear but not demonic.
How can you go to that kind of fireworks land?
But emotion always triumphs over reason.
Instead of worrying about the embarrassments that never happened, it is better to see the opportunity to get along with Zhao Mingming.
"I have an appointment with a few friends in the evening, if you don't dislike it, let's go together?"
Liu Ruiying asked tentatively.
"Why, our young lady wants to drink with you, and you can't spare some time alone?"
Sugar-fried chestnuts were very dissatisfied and said.
"It's okay, as long as it's convenient, let's go together. ”
Zhao Mingming said gently.
The midday sun always moves fast.
In just a few words, the sunlight had moved away from Zhao Mingming's body, and instead enveloped half of Liu Ruiying's body.
When Liu Ruiying heard Zhao Mingming say this, she laughed happily and nodded vigorously.
Zhao Mingming still looks gentle.
It's just that she remembered in her heart that her mother had told her that you can't just look at a man.
It's more important to have the heart and fingertips.
When Liu Ruiying faces herself, she is always shy and loves to smile.
Only after drinking a little wine can you be free and easy.
It shows that his heart is extremely kind.
Liu Ruiying is always cautious when facing herself.
Even if you get drunk, your fingertips will not offend yourself.
Illustrates his fingertips, very characterful.
What's more, such a kind and characterful man is rare and interesting.