The moonlight is like water, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. .v d . m

Faced with Feng Qiuyu's somewhat sarcastic words, Yun Xiaoye was not angry, because Feng Qiuyu was not wrong. I am really not suitable to be a substitute teacher for Zhou Yijiao, or in other words, I am not suitable for being a substitute teacher for any profession.

The main reason is, of course, that he skipped classes every day when he was young, and later gradually alienated himself from the Taoist lineage, but majored in the classics of heavenly books.

He is a very selfish person, and he can't pass on the Heavenly Book Magic that he has worked so hard to get to others, right?

Everyone has learned the Book of Heaven, so how can they mix it up?

Yun Xiaoye is also a smart man, and even more so a self-aware man, he knows very well that he is not suitable to continue to live in Honglu Academy at all, and if he stays any longer, he will definitely be exposed, and then instead of letting those academicians of Honglu Academy be kicked out after seeing that his donkey skills are poor, it is better to leave by himself now.

In addition, now that Feng Qiuyu is also leaving Honglu Academy, it is not interesting for him to be here alone.

Yun Xiaoye looked at Feng Qiuyu's touching smile and said, "You can laugh at me as much as you want, I don't care." ”

Feng Qiuyu said: "Isn't what I said true?" ”

Yun Xiaoye shrugged and said: "Is it true, what does it matter, anyway, I was also expelled here by my father to practice, and now that so many things have happened, just find an excuse to leave, and my father won't do anything to me if I think about it." ”

The two chatted under the old tree in the courtyard without saying a word, perhaps for fear of waking up the little girl who was resting in the room in the wind and autumn rain, and their voices were not very loud. It's like a pair of long-time lovers whispering in their ears.

In the past ten years, although the relationship between Yun Xiaoxiao and Feng Qiuyu is a little delicate, in fact, they have never talked to each other twice, and tonight there is no small talk without a word, but it should be the first time that these two people have chatted so happily, and they are in a very good mood.

Unconsciously, time passed quietly between the two.

Maybe it's almost dawn, and the stars and moon are gone.

Feng Qiuyu looked at Yun Xiaoxie and said softly, "You know what, I haven't been so happy for a long time like tonight." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled. said: "It seems that I have a good impression in your heart, at least chatting with me will not make you sad." ”

Feng Qiuyu smiled: "You are less self-absorbed. ”

Suddenly, Feng Qiuyu's smile gradually converged, as if he had thought of something sad.

A little strange, he said, "I heard that you and Han Xuemei ...... Han Xuemei's relationship is public, congratulations so much, Han Xuemei and I are not very familiar with each other, but I know that she is strong on the outside. The heart is very fragile, you don't want to let her down. ”

The mouth speaks naturally. But Feng Qiuyu's heart was very lost at the moment, and it seemed that an extremely important thing for him slipped out of his hand.

She is a smart woman, and she clearly knows that since the incident ten years ago, she has never forgotten Yun Xiaoxi, and she has a good impression of Yun Xiaoxi.

It's a pity that it is precisely because of her intelligence that she also knows clearly that the relationship between her and Yun Xiaoye is like a palm and fine sand. The tighter you grip it, the faster the fine sand will drain from the palm, and in the end, you will find that not a single grain of dust and sand will be left in the palm.

If you can't hold the sand, it's better to raise it.

Cut off the three thousand threads that shouldn't be there, maybe only in this way will you not be in pain.

It's just that. Feng Qiuyu didn't understand that feelings are the most mysterious things in the world, and they are not forgotten if they want to, and they can't be broken if they want to.

Often people desperately try to forget a person, but their hearts are clearer.

Can Feng Qiuyu really swing a sword to cut off these three thousand love threads? Only time will best interpret it.

Yun Xiaoye didn't expect Feng Qiuyu to suddenly talk about himself and Han Xuemei, but thinking of Han Xuemei, Yun Xiaoxie's face couldn't help but overflow with a happy smile. All this was in the eyes of Feng Qiuyu, and Yun Xiaoye didn't know that his expression had deeply pierced the heart of the woman in front of him.

He said: "You don't have to worry about me and Xuemei, let's take care of yourself, how are you and that Zhao Wushuang?"

Feng Qiuyu's face stiffened slightly, as if she was displeased, but soon this displeasure was suppressed by her.

She sighed and took a few steps forward. In the dark, Yun Xiaoye looked at the back of Feng Qiuyu, and suddenly felt that this mature woman with a warm smile on her face at all times like a sister next door had many things that were unknown and could not be explained to others.

He couldn't help but say: "What's the matter, do you really dislike Zhao Wushuang? If you don't like it, just refuse it directly, why bother? The little girl often said something on her lips, I think it makes a lot of sense." ”

Feng Qiuyu said: "What words?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "She always says that the children of the rivers and lakes are not informal. We are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and we must have the heroic spirit of daring to sit on an equal footing with the emperor, so why drag our feet on emotional matters. ”

"Children of the rivers and lakes, informal......"

Feng Qiuyu's mouth whispered these eight words, a little distracted.

Yun Xiaoye was a little worried, although he and Han Xuemei are now in a public relationship, which man doesn't eat pots?

In the face of such a brilliant world as wind and autumn rain, Yun Xiaoxie would definitely be a lie if he said that he had no bad intentions.

In his heart, he still hopes that Feng Qiuyu will not marry anyone.

In the end, all the beautiful fairies in the world marry themselves!

Seeing the wind and autumn rain, he was silently distracted, and couldn't help but call a few times, "Wind fairy." ”

Feng Qiuyu came back to her senses, and her eyes when she looked at Yun Xiaoxiao seemed to have changed slightly, not as confused and painful as just now, but flashing with a faint light, as if those eight words made her figure out a lot of things.

She looked at Yun Xiaoye with a smile and said, "It seems that you still care about me." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "I am a good man who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade. ”

Feng Qiuyu said: "In the past ten years, there has never been a shortage of beautiful women around you, and it seems that not only are you born with peach blossom eyes, but now I understand why Han Xuemei, who does not put any man in the world in her eyes, has real feelings for you." ”

Yun Xiaoye raised his head triumphantly and said, "Of course, it's because I'm handsome and extraordinary." ”

Feng Qiuyu said with a smile: "If Han Xuemei will love you because of your looks, then you will look at Han Xuemei too superficially, let alone ......."

She paused for a moment, glanced at Yun Xiaoxie and said, "Ten years ago, you were a black, thin, and poor black loach, and you had nothing to do with the word handsome. ”

Yun Xiaoye was a little unconvinced, and snorted: "Actually, you are not beautiful either." ”

Feng Qiuyu's ears were very pointed, and he listened to Yun Xiaoxie's humming and chirping self-talk in his ears. Immediately stared at each other.

Said coldly: "What did you say?"

Yun Xiaoxie's heart was cold, and he smiled dryly: "No...... I didn't say anything, I meant you were beautiful, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. ”

"Hmph. ”

Feng Qiuyu rolled his eyes, maybe they were about to separate, and there would be few intersections in the future, and they didn't know when they would be able to meet. There is no regeneration.

She said a little playfully: "If I really marry Senior Brother Zhao Wushuang, will you be sad?"

Seems like a joke. In fact, she really cared about Yun Xiaoxie's answer, and even looked forward to it, but she was quite nervous.

Yun Xiaoxiao didn't want to think about it: "Of course it will be sad." ”

Feng Qiuyu's body trembled slightly, the playful smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he stared deeply at Yun Xiaoxie.

"Are you really sad?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said categorically: "Of course." ”

Feng Qiuyu said: "Why?"

Yun Xiaoye shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are such a beautiful and beautiful fairy, and you have such a good personality, who doesn't want to marry you as a wife, of course I will be sad if Zhao Wushuang is cheap." ”

Feng Qiuyu's eyes were red. Bei Yan bit her lower lip, and she was a little bit of a little daughter's house.

"You want to marry me?"

Yun Xiaoye nodded unpretentiously and said, "Of course." ”

Feng Qiuyu's body trembled again, and said, "But...... Don't you have Han Xuemei?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said: "I just said that I want to marry you, but I don't mean to really marry you, besides, even if I think about it, it's useless." You don't want to marry me, you can't even look down on handsome and dashing talents like Zhao Wushuang, let alone me, a black, thin, and low-looking black loach. ”

"Poof......

The estrogen that Feng Qiuyu had finally stimulated turned into cholesterol in an instant, and he reached out and beat Yun Xiaoye a few times in laughter and scolding.

smiled and scolded: "Didn't I just say a few words, you don't need to use this sentence to pay tribute to me." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "I'm afraid that you really want to marry me, and you also know that I already have Xuemei." Although I have never objected to a man having three wives and four concubines, you also know Xuemei's character, I can't let her down. ”

Feng Qiuyu snorted: "Did I say I wanted to marry you? I really don't like you!"

Yun Xiaoxiao patted his chest exaggeratedly and said, "That's good! That's good!"

Feng Qiuyu was atmospheric, and said: "Now you should show very heartache and disappointment, how can you look lucky?"

Yun Xiaoxiao said innocently: "Is there one?"

Feng Qiuyu said angrily: "Is there anything else? It's all written all over your face! Could it be that I'm too ugly to really fall into your old man's eyes?"

Yun Xiaoyi seemed to be a little angry when he saw Feng Qiuyu. He doesn't joke with her anymore, he doesn't understand why Feng Qiuyu always likes to be angry today, and he has the impression that she should be a mature, intellectual, and empathetic big sister next door.

He laughed dryly: "Why are you so angry, I'll make a joke." ”

Feng Qiuyu said angrily: "Can this kind of thing be a joke?"

Yun Xiaoye was puzzled, thinking to himself why can't he joke about this kind of thing? I don't know how many times I have joked this kind of joke between plum leaves, and I don't see plum leaves puffing and puffing.

In his heart, the performance of Feng Qiuyu was indeed excessive.

In fact, how did he know what was going on in the heart of the beautiful woman next to him.

Once you encounter emotional problems, even if you are a mature woman with intellectual and steady nature, you will inevitably lose control of your emotions.

Seeing Feng Qiuyu's appearance at the moment, although Yun Xiaoye felt that Feng Qiuyu was making a bit of a fuss in his heart, he still wanted to make her happy.

He said: "Actually, what I said before is true, you are so beautiful, so virtuous, and you are a lifelong companion that all men in the world dream of." I, Yun Xiaoxie, am not a righteous gentleman, but unfortunately we met a few months late, if there is no Xuemei, my Yun Xiaoxie will definitely be shameless, stalked, and dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water to pursue you madly!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, aren't you confident in your beauty?"

"Of course I'm very confident, even if you kid still have a little vision. ”

What woman doesn't like to be praised for her beauty?

Especially the man he cares about, praising himself for his beauty is a hopelessly deadly poison for women.

Feng Qiuyu is not a god, to put it bluntly, she is a woman.

A woman who longs to be nourished by love.

A woman who lives in a dream world that she has woven with her own hands.

One...... A poor woman who is disturbed by love.

It was the darkest period before dawn, and it turned out unconsciously. The two of them had been talking in the courtyard for a night, and they probably knew that after tonight, they would never have the opportunity to chat so freely regardless of their respective sects, because although both of them were very tired, they didn't want to go back to the house to rest.

Reluctantly, this terrible emotion began to grow madly in the hearts of the two as the sky cooled down.

The wind is cool and silky. It's like the hearts of the two of them at the moment, a little confused in the cold.

Yun Xiaoye suddenly felt it. My feelings for the wind and autumn rain don't seem to be as simple as I think, just a simple good friend.

Just like treating Song Yourong, Qian Thirteen Sister and even Yang Zhaodi, he also has a subtle emotion for Feng Qiuyu, and he doesn't know what this emotion is.

The only thing that is certain is that the feeling of wind and autumn rain is very different from the feeling of Han Xuemei.

Or, that's the difference between love and liking.

Love is deep affection.

Like, just a touch of love.

He loves Han Xuemei, but he can't stop him from liking other women, and everyone has a love for beauty. Even if cultivation is to reach the heavenly realm of Yun Xiaoxi, it is impossible to control one's heart.

That's human nature!

All kinds of changes and unpredictable futures will bring a wonderful journey to life.

And the source of all this is the heart!

The sky gradually brightened, and the first rays of red light from the eastern sky shone on the cheeks of Feng Qiuyu, and there was a bit of indescribable loneliness on the beautiful face.

It's dawn, it's time to leave.

Some say that parting is painful. Just for the joy of the next encounter.

Feng Qiuyu didn't feel any joy, some were just confused and hesitant, and there was a faint reluctance and distress.

Looking at the gradually blood-like red glow in the east, she slowly turned her head and took out something from her arms, with a faint strange fragrance. It turned out to be a blue sachet embroidered with a Western Regions Gesang flower.

She handed the purse to Yun Xiaoxie and said: "This purse sachet, I have carried it with me for more than 30 years, I embroidered it for me when I left home to go to Kunlun to study art, and the incense powder in it has no taste for more than 20 years, I deliberately used the snow mountain lotus flower spike to grind and put it in, and it will not deteriorate for hundreds of years." You and I have lived under the same roof for a while, and there is nothing to give when we leave, so I will give you this purse sachet to keep a thought. ”

Yun Xiaoxiao knew that the general sachet purse is a girl's personal carrying, and it is rarely given to a man, he didn't want to take it, but after listening to Feng Qiuyu's words, he felt quite reasonable, after all, everyone knew each other, and it was also said that they would give each other some gifts.

He reached out and took the delicate sachet purse, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, it seemed that there was not only the fragrance of the snow mountain ice lotus, but it had already been soaked into her body fragrance for decades by the wind and autumn rain **** night and night, which made Yun Xiaoxiao a little confused.

said with a dry smile: "If others know about this gift, there will definitely be a lot of scandals between you and me." ”

Wind and autumn rain play taste: "Are you afraid?"

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You're not afraid, what am I afraid of?" It's just that I don't seem to have anything close to me to give back...... Ah, by the way, when I was a teenager, I got a small piece of strange stone, it is very beautiful, I am in the house in the bag, I will go back and find it for you. ”

The so-called, come and not be rude.

Since he received the precious sachet and purse of the wind and autumn rain, Yun Xiaoye felt that he had to send something back, and there was nothing good to think about it, and finally thought that he had picked up a rather good-looking pebble in the back mountain of Shushan when he was a teenager, which looked like a three-legged rabbit, and hurriedly went back to the house and turned up the Qiankun bag.

Looking at Yun Xiaoxiao's upsturing appearance, Feng Qiuyu suddenly felt inexplicably sad.

She didn't want Yun Xiaoxie to give her anything, and the Yun Xiaoxie she hoped for could never be given to her.

For a long time, Yun Xiaoxiao walked out of the house with a smile, holding the purse sachet that Feng Qiuyu gave her not long ago, and the strange stone that was finally turned out of the Qiankun bag in the other.

Walking into the courtyard, his happy expression suddenly froze.

The empty small courtyard, only the crooked neck of the old tree, where is there still the figure of the wind and autumn rain?

Was it all a dream last night?

Yun Xiaoxiao walked to the position where Feng Qiuyu was standing, and saw that on the originally smooth stone floor, eight lines of brand-new Juanxiu characters appeared, which seemed to have been carved by Feng Qiuyu with a fairy sword just before leaving.

cyclamen in the clouds,

Don't forget the romance.

What is the way of evil,

Wind Whispering Elves.

Qiushui Yi people,

The rain is out of the spring thunder.

Where did the origin begin,

Ends at this evening.

Yun Xiaoxiao looked at the eight lines of poems that appeared under his feet in a daze, and next to the eight lines of poetry, there seemed to be light water stains.

Is that the tears that were shed when the wind and autumn rain swung the sword to carve this poem?

Yun Xiaoye was stunned, he was not stupid, the first word of each of these eight poems was extracted, which was "Yun Xiaoxie Wind and Autumn Rain." ”

"The clouds are small, the evil wind and the autumn rain stops. ”

Yun Xiaoxie silently read these eight words in his mouth, and seemed to feel the emotion of Feng Qiuyu when he wrote these eight sentences.

For the first time, he really felt that in the wild war that day, Feng Qiuyu said that he liked him in front of so many people, and kissed him, not really intently angry with her senior brother Zhao Wushuang.

"Could it be...... Could it be that Feng Qiuyu has always been interested in me in his heart?"

This thought came to Yun Xiaoxie's mind for the first time. There was no joy and pride, but a heartache of being pricked by needles.

He stupidly looked at the personal purse sachet that Feng Qiuyu had given him just now, and then looked at the strange stone he was holding in his other hand, and suddenly an unprecedented loss surged in his heart.

"Hey. ”

He let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

In a person's life, the most feared thing is to owe love debts.

Yun Xiaoye found that in the past ten years, he owed too many love debts.

Money and debts are easy to repay, but how to repay this love debt?

At the foot of the Holy Mountain, the beautiful woman in sky blue clothes walked down the stairs step by step.

She never looked back, she was afraid that once she turned back, she would never be able to look back.

Tears slid silently down her cheeks, but instead of crying, she was laughing.

Laugh freely and happily.

Laughing sorrow...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )