"If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass?"

He Zhi sat by the clumsy and small stove, holding a volume of "Bai's Anthology" in his hand. The yellowed paper was faintly visible in ink, but he couldn't read it more and more clearly as the sky darkened.

But the words in the book have long been reflected in the hills and valleys in his chest, and when he closes his eyes, the ancients have traveled through the torrent of time and space to meet him.

How can you have a friend who has a drink? He used to ask himself a lot.

Sit quietly and feel the passage of time, the scenes of the past come to mind, and the real world seems less real than the memory.

Face the fear of being pushed off a cliff, just in this moment.

Bang –

The door was pushed open, and Mingshuang ran into the house as fast as she could. He smiled awkwardly at He Zhi and said hello by the way.

"Oh, I'll just say that Luo Gan's kid can't outrun me. ”

"Oh, it's you. He heard He Zhi answer faintly.

As soon as Mingshuang sat down at the table, before he could breathe, there was a chaotic sound outside the room. Before I saw him, I heard Yang Pugui complaining loudly, and his words were full of anxious emotions.

When he took off his coat and entered the house, he looked around, but he didn't find Luo Gan's figure.

"What about people?" Seeing He Zhi's confused expression, Yang Pugui couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "Didn't you ask you to look at Luo Gan?"

He ...... He's gone to bring you food. With the frost. ”

Mingshuang hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it's just that I got separated on the way back." ”

"Besides, why didn't I see him come to the Taoist temple to bring me food?"

Facing Yang Pugui's questioning, Mingshuang touched his nose weakly. They themselves don't send reliable people to guard them, and now they are lost, but they go to ask him who came back voluntarily.

But then again, why did he want to come back?

"He's ...... Playful.,Ran away when you saw a beautiful woman or something.,Or was caught by a monster.,Hehe.。 His physique is more attractive, and you are all vying for it. Besides, it's impossible for him not to come back, he must be lost. "Mingshuang can't go away on his own. He had to admit that one of the reasons for his return was that Yangpu returned home to provide free food, wine and sleep, and the condition was just to dedicate Luogan.

"I should be lost!" He Zhi stood up and was about to walk out, "I'll go find him back......! Oops!" he didn't find the door and slammed his head against the wall.

In this vague environment, he covered his forehead uncomfortably, but suddenly heard a voice with a smile, "How do you know, what's wrong with you?"

"Luo Gan, you're finally back!"

The man who walked leisurely at the door was none other than Luo Gan. He looked at Yang Pugui's uncertain face with a flat gaze, and wondered how to fulfill his lie.

Before he could say anything, Ma, who was cleaning outside the house, hurriedly ran over and pulled him out. "Don't go into the house with so much mud on your shoes......"

Luo Qian smiled at them, everything didn't seem to need to be explained by himself.

Yang Pugui still watched his actions vigilantly, and he went outside to rub off the dirt on the soles of his shoes, and he was also very helpless. "Brother Yang, it's not that you don't know that I often can't find my way. ”

"Then where have you been?" Yang Pugui asked coldly.

"The road is urgent, and then it is convenient to run to the grove. As a result, Mingshuang didn't wait for me, and I didn't know where the Taoist temple was, so I had to stay where I was and wait for him. ”

"That's not because I'm afraid of the cold food. When I come back and pass by there, you will beat me as soon as you see me. I'll run back first. Mingshuang rolled her eyes, estimating that there should still be dinner today.

Isn't it just Luo Gan running around on his own? The problem is not big.

"I want to beat you, I just want to strangle you. Running so fast that I got lost again. ”

"Blame me?"

"It's raining a little bit from time to time, the road is muddy, and my shoes are wet. Luo Gan felt a little sorry for his shoes, in order to prove that he was not stepping on the soil under the eaves of the corner of the Taoist temple, he had to deliberately step on more mud on the way back.

Yu Guangli caught a glimpse of Yang Pugui's face softened a lot, and he also breathed a sigh of relief. He just hoped that they wouldn't be so defensive about him, and that feeling would be no different from the meat on a cutting board.

After thinking about it, it seems that the current situation has no help, no clues, and it is not a fish on the chopping board, it is also a fat sheep under the tiger's eyelids.

Yang Pugui told He Zhi to keep an eye on Luo Gan, obviously he had other important things to deal with, and he had no time to take care of them.

He Zhi was a simple and foolish child, and when Luo Gan questioned his master's intentions, he still firmly maintained his previous opinion.

When staying at Yangpugui's home, Yangpugui always paid attention to the interaction between Luoqian Mingshuang, intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Gan's close attention made Luo Qian very embarrassed, and he couldn't find a gap to exchange information, so he had to casually ridicule Mingshuang's red face, or the ugly eating appearance, which made Mingshuang scream.

Ma, who is always silently doing housework, can't help but snicker when he hears it. He Zhize always turned his head in the wrong direction, and he wondered why the two of them always quarreled.

Moreover, to his ears, Luo Gan's words were few and light, and Mingshuang always replied ten sentences from others, and his roar when he was angry was no different from his senior brother.

However, there is still a slight difference in listening. The senior brother always scolded him for being stupid, and Mingshuang always howled angrily "you, you, you" for a long time.

He was a little envious, but he couldn't say that he was very envious. If they are friends, why don't they talk around the fireplace like in the poem? If they say they are enemies, they don't see a big fight, drawing their swords against each other.

If he knew that the two had been fighting cocks to the death, his views might be very different.

Yang Pugui also went to the Taoist temple the next day, but he didn't bring Ma's with him. So, it was Ma's turn to deliver lunch.

He knew that he had to keep an eye on those two no matter what. But when I saw that they were still sleeping on the three poles of the day, I felt that this was too much.

Luo Gan is a drunkard who wakes up and asks him for wine. But how can he have wine? Yang Pugui had already locked his treasures in the cellar behind everyone's back.

He Zhishi really didn't understand, "I made some tea in my idleness, which can warm up and moisten my throat, isn't it better than wine?"

"No, no, no, that's because you're a little younger. Luo Qian shook the teacup in his hand, and the tea leaves that sank at the bottom swirled and floated up, "The world is impermanent, tea can always make people wake up when they are drowsy, and people can always taste the flavors of life from the tea. ”

How do you know that smelling the fragrance of tea rising in the cup, why is he lucky and grateful?

"And what about the wine?" It was the poet who remembered his friends in his solitary old age, and specially entertained them with freshly brewed wine; 'The depressed immortals choose to use wine to dispel their sorrows, and even 'I hope that I will not wake up after a long drunk'; Only those who hold the wine glass dare to ask the blue sky, because the tea cup often makes people quiet, and they can only stand on the ground. If I have a 'glow-in-the-dark glass of wine', I really have the courage to go to war. ”

Luo Gan took a sip of hot tea, and squinted until Mingshuang, who yawned and looked confused, just walked out.

"But I also know that tea is inseparable. The poet is drunk and crazy, and I am drunk? Heh, don't beat me. ”

The previous tirade seemed to be understood, but this sentence, how to know, couldn't help laughing. "It's okay, it's just singing. He said obediently.

"Hahaha, that's good, right?"

He Zhi nodded, "That is, I can't hear what I'm singing, and the tune is also very strange." ”

Luo Gan didn't know what he was singing. No one taught him any tunes, but he always remembered some strange tunes.

"Him. Isn't it just a few words back and forth?" "The hair on Mingshuang's head exploded, which really damaged the image of Sven's beautiful man, "Just that sentence, 'I want a blooming life'~ Bah, what kind of word are you? Do you know, what is sung in the Renqing Building's 'Yang Liu'an, Xiaofeng Wanyue'——"

"It's called straightforward, bold!"

He Zhi echoed and nodded like a chicken pecking rice. He felt that the word seemed straightforward but had a deep meaning, but it seemed very strange compared to the words and phrases circulating in the scroll. Who will sing the vernacular into a song?

But he saw that Luo Qian seemed to be cynical, and he was sophisticated and mature in speaking and doing things, compared with Mingshuang who sang willow words contrivedly around him, the story behind him was definitely not simple.

He silently watched the two of them arguing, and finally found a gap, before he mustered up the courage to ask his doubts: "Luo Gan, you ......" but he didn't know how to express it, and he seemed tactful and subtle.

"I, who am I, where do I come from, where am I going?" Luo Gan gently knocked on the quaint and rough wooden table, smiling, "I am an out of place, and I am led by some people openly and secretly. I'm going to a dangerous place, I want to go to my hometown. ”

Hearing that he was led by the nose, he knew that he was also a little sad in his heart.

"Well, I ...... sometimes. I will also think about such questions. However, the place where Master and Brother are is my home. ”

He Zhi realized that the reason why Luo Gan's words puzzled him was probably because of their different circumstances. He met the one who redeemed him, and Luo Gan did not.

"There's always someone arranging for you. He smiled meaningfully, "The tea you brew is bitter." ”

I don't know why, I suddenly felt a little weak, "Tea...... Nature is bitter. ”

"I once met a girl who was about the same as you. Luo Qian glanced out the window, Mingshuang was rinsing and combing his hair, "Demon Root." ”

"Ahh......h How is she?" was a very sensitive word to He Zhi.

"If no one finds her, that's her greatest luck. ”

This meaningful sentence made his mind suddenly mess up. What is Luo Gan talking about? Why are you staring at yourself with such eyes? His head is racing rapidly, why does what he thinks, what he believes, and what he never doubts suddenly appear in front of him?

"It's a pity someone found her. There is no one in ten thousand spiritual roots!"

With a bang, something exploded in the bottom of my heart.