Although the night is beautiful, but for the two teenagers who are shrouded in the moonlight, they don't have the heart to appreciate the moonlight, the two teenagers, one said, the other half listened, but they were both pouring the same wine, thinking about a different future, of course, there may not be a future.

Slowly the moonlight became thicker and thicker, and the teenager became more and more drunk.

Zhou Qingfeng retracted his gaze and looked at the half-drunk and half-awake young playmate in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart, he knew in his heart that this parting might be forever. Since parting, memories have met, and several soul dreams have been with you.

Zhou Qingfeng's heart became more and more struggling, as if a dragon was fighting for a tiger, and he had to distinguish between winning and losing in order to calm down.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Zhou Qingfeng also had the answer in his heart, and at this time, an invisible momentum emanated from Zhou Qingfeng's body, rippling around, although he was powerful, he was powerless. Zhou Qingfeng, who got the answer, became more and more clear, like a jade.

This battle of the dragon and tiger that happened in his heart did not have a life-and-death struggle of victory or defeat, just a matter of blending into the other.

He also wanted to see the sword immortal that the old village chief said, the Buddha, and the Taoist, he also wanted to see the mountain peak that was as high as the sky, the hanging river that flowed back to the sky, and the scenery that he had never seen in this small town of Fulai. I also want to try the thrill of riding the wind for thousands of miles. Young people who don't have dreams, who don't want to see a bigger world, see a more magnificent world. The young Zhou Qingfeng also thought about it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingfeng took another sip of wine, but there was no trace of drunkenness. Instead, he looked at the iron, but he was already a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Tie, poured another sip of wine, and said: "Zhang Tie, you are right, maybe I will also leave this Fulai Town, if there is a chance in the future, we will see you in the rivers and lakes!"

However, Zhou Qingfeng's words, Zhang Tie didn't hear a word. At this time, he had already fallen asleep on the table.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Zhang Tie, shook his head and smiled, and lifted the wine jug to take another sip of wine. I can't help but think of what he wrote in a book he particularly likes: "The shoulders of the young man, this is the right way, no matter the hatred of the family and the country, the heroic and upright, don't be in a hurry to provoke the breeze and the bright moon, the willows and the grass warbler flying, the shoulders of the young man should be full of beautiful things." "Yes, the young man's shoulders should be beautiful things, and everything else can be put down first.

Zhou Qingfeng, who made up his mind, had less softness on his face and more decisiveness. picked up the wine jug, poured the wine in the jug one by one, and silently went back to the room to dig out the only savings left over the years, although the savings over the years were only a few dozen copper plates. He also picked up the thin sheets and bedding on the bed, walked out of the door, and gently covered Zhang Tie. As for the dozens of copper plates, he also wrapped them and put them in the bamboo basket brought by Zhang Tie. took the wine jug in Zhang Tie's hand, sat next to him, and took one sip after another.

The starry sky is getting brighter and brighter, and even the lack of moon seems to be complete, as if he knows Zhou Qingfeng's thoughts. The night whispered, and the boy was speechless. Tonight's winter is the warmest winter night the boy has had in years, and it is also the most comfortable night in years.

The night is long, the thoughts are longer, and the feelings are lingering, like endless silk. A few nights of lovesickness, a few longings, this anxious heart beats like a small drum......

Sunrise, moonset, Qinchuan looks at each other, the sunrise is due to the east peak, and the stars are hidden in the sky. Just after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather became colder, perhaps because of yesterday's snow. The withered yellow leaves outside the small courtyard threw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth with the cold wind of Xiao Xiao. The mountains in the distance are much thinner, the grass near is withered, and the branches are like puppets, twisting their bodies mechanically, as if saying goodbye to yesterday. Full of depression, full of withered yellow.

In the small courtyard covered by snow, there are scattered footprints. The boy opened his eyes sleepily, looked at the bedding and sheets on his body, and looked at the clean stone table that seemed to have no traces of dinner, and the young man knew that if his young playmate was missing, he would never see him again in this life. I heard him say last night that he was going to go with his parents to Nanyuan City, which is a hundred miles away from this remote town of Fulai, early this morning, and strive to arrive before the fifteenth.

Zhou Qingfeng stood up, his eyes were like torches, looking at Zhang Tie's side, accompanied by the gentle sound of the wind, the young man was speechless.

The cold wind blew and blew on the young man's face, like a cold bone. The boy did not waver in the slightest, but after standing for a while, the boy took up his horse as usual, and swept away the snow in the courtyard and the ice skates on the eaves.

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At the same time, there were a few uninvited guests in this ordinary town, among which a teenager was the most special, and he didn't look very old, but he was thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was dressed to the extreme, wearing a high crown, wearing a sky blue robe, and a few white clouds embroidered on it, white and blue inlays, such as the sky, the fabric looked not simple, and there was a multicolored silk knot around the waist and a long spike palace silk, which was more like a rich son than the so-called rich son in the town. The boy also holds a folding fan in his hand, which makes people think that he is a scholar at a glance. Behind the young man walked side by side three men in black shirts, ordinary in appearance, but at a glance it made people feel that it was not simple.

As soon as the young man arrived in the town, he looked around, as if he had never been to such a place, and he did not forget to turn his head and warn the people behind him: "In this place, you must not shoot casually, just watch, don't take advantage of my inattention to oppress the people, if I know, I will not spare it." ”

The three men in black clasped their fists and replied, "No!"

Of course, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know what was happening here, at this time, Zhou Qingfeng had just packed up everything in the small courtyard, and of course he had also packed himself up, and was ready to go to the only private school in this town.

The private school is located not far from the east of the town, and it is very close to this Daoxiang Lane, and the private school should have belonged to Daoxiang Village, but then the town was built, and there were more and more people, and those few people also proposed to move the private school to the west side of the town, but the teacher did not agree, and those few people could not resist the teacher, so the private school stayed in place.

Zhou Qingfeng closed the courtyard door and walked alone on the dirt of Daoxiang Lane, but because of the snow that was not big or small yesterday. The muddy dirt has turned into snow, and it is naturally more convenient to walk.

Not long after, Zhou Qingfeng ran to the door of the private school, and happened to see a man sitting at the table with a book on the table.

The gentleman sits at the table, and the spring breeze flips the book!