Suddenly waking up from a dream, Bai Yi looked at the old bamboo pole next to his bed that was broken into pieces like in the heart lake, and smiled helplessly, don't be sad in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he really doesn't care about Qingyuan's refusal, but compared to the truth, it is too careless, which makes people sigh.

But there was one thing he could be sure of at this time, he would never let go. As long as she doesn't really want to leave, even if she is imprisoned in a cage for the rest of her life, he will do his best to do so, and he will never regret it. Even if it disgusts her, what does it matter?

Turned over and got out of bed, put on a white robe of a golden silk dragon that had been hung on the side of the bed, and stepped on the embroidered cloud shoes under the bed, the childishness of the young man had already dissipated in an instant, even though his eyes were full of gloom, but he showed the heroic posture of the young man. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and the ancients did not deceive me.

The vague past is drunk like smoke and dust, if it is said that the cutting is constant, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, it is better to eat and drink, and it is easy to be at ease. Although the feeling of emptiness in his body caused by the loss of his sword intent still haunted him, at least he still had some strength to not suffer in bed.

casually beckoned a passing handyman and asked him to buy two gourds of good wine. Now that Yuanmu has acquiesced to his identity as a steward, this miscellaneous servant will naturally gladly comply, after all, no one will get along with his immediate boss, and obviously he feels that he can't beat this new steward who is comparable to Liupin.

Most of the values in the world of folk customs and martial arts are linked to the value of force, even if you are as wise as the abyss, the useless waste scholar will still be looked down upon. Now that Bai Yi has openly comprehended the sword intent in front of everyone, he has naturally established a certain prestige, which is the foundation of his wanton willfulness and the foundation of his establishment in Luofu.

Sure enough, within a few moments, the wine was delivered. Bai Yi didn't say much, asked the name of the handyman and waved him away, somewhat remembering that this inconspicuous young man was a boy who could do things.

This courtyard had just been stained with spring rain, and its eyes were moist, and the white clothes looked around for a week, and then rose up and went up to the roof. Alone in the moonlight, drinking by himself. Life is lonely, and he doesn't want to make a noise, but in the cold sparse moon, the shadow of the swaying tree, it can be regarded as "raising a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio." "That's it.

"Something?"

As soon as he came out of Yuanmu's house, when Shuojin was patrolling his territory as usual, he suddenly found that there was an eye-catching guy in the place where he had been walking wantonly. Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but step forward and ask.

Who knows, Bai Yi didn't answer her at all, but threw her a gourd. Shuojin naturally wouldn't be unable to catch it, but she sniffed the wine in the gourd, and found that she had unconsciously poured herself a sip. Shuojin naturally loves to drink, but Sister Yuanmu has always refused to let it, and now that she has such an opportunity to dump the pot, how can she let it go easily.

After drinking other people's wine, it is naturally difficult to ignore others, and where is there two people who drink alone, it is interesting to drink. Shuo Jin also sat beside Bai Yi, watching him peck shallowly from time to time, like a little mouse who is afraid of being drunk and greedy.

Wine is the thing that can best shorten the distance between each other and open up the topic.

"It's nothing, it's just a little sad that someone will want to leave you. Bai Yi told him calmly, he was not afraid that Shuo Jin would know, because the story between him and Qing Yuan could not be guessed in a few words, even if she heard it, it was estimated that it would be regarded as his drunken nonsense.

How can you take what you say when you're drunk?

"People don't always have to leave, life, death, or whatever, I've seen a lot. "Shuo Jin said that she was a killer, and this situation did not shake her at all. The only people who can shake her are the ones she thinks are important, such as Sister Yuanmu, Miss and the like, and the others are just an arrow feather that hasn't been shot yet.

"Yes, I've seen a lot, and I don't care. Bai Yi nodded approvingly, took another sip, and sighed slowly, "But what if it's someone who is very important to you? family, friends, lovers? How can you not be sad? People always have to leave, but who wants to watch these people leave?"

"Then go and keep them, don't let go, even if it's death, die before them. Shuojin clenched his fists and said viciously. It's just that this tone and her slightly drunk face are really unconvincing.

Also, how much can a girl at this age know? The pull of Sansheng III is probably already beyond her imagination. Bai Yi smiled self-deprecatingly, when you are drunk, you always like to talk some rambling nonsense, you think you are sober, but in fact you always do some stupid things.

So, Bai Yi just poured the wine to himself, feeling the wine rushing to his brain, and he didn't have the heart to say anything. Although most people are actually meaningless in front of her, at least for a moment, she saw a shadow similar to herself in this depressed young man. It is an indifferent killing intent that treats human life as a mustard, irrespective of the old and the young, regardless of good and evil, and is equal as one.

"Don't underestimate me!" said Shuo Jin with his fist on the disgusting cheek, and then said to himself, "Do you think I didn't have doubts? It's very simple to live, it's enough to grab what you want!"

"Sister Yuanmu always thinks that I don't think too much, and that annoying guy in ink is always against me. Actually, I just don't want to think about it, I don't want to worry about it! For me, being able to see them every day is actually very satisfying. ”

"Eh, really, how could I tell you this?"

The drunken and misty young man in white cooperated with Shuojin's complaints, as if he had seen the cat he had raised at home before, and under his cold appearance was actually an incomparably simple, incomparably stupid and cute heart. Just simply loving easily dissipates all loneliness. He used to have such a life, but he preferred the present, even if it was painful, even if it was sad, even if there were such and such troubles, he was not willing to settle for the ordinary.

"Hey, what are you going to do!"

Seeing a head suddenly burrow into his arms and lie shamelessly on his lap, Shuojin immediately began to blow up. With a familiar smile on her face, Bai Yi subtly scratched her chin as if to soothe a frightened cat.

However, in the end, Shuojin did not push out this troublesome boy, nor did he teach him a hard lesson. I don't know if it's because I didn't feel his malice, but really retained the habit of being like a cat, Shuojin just glared at him, and let him mess around.

Two people who are also lonely, as if held together by an invisible rope, drink peacefully and share the moonlight tonight peacefully, without the original eye-catching sorrow at all.