Tamai couldn't help but want to meet the owner of this building. I want to see that there are really such unrepentant people in this world.

There are guests sitting under the stage, different from the gentlemen outside, who are all people with delicate eyebrows and extraordinary temperament. Jingshu took Yujing Jing to go upstairs, pushed open a private room, and sat down at random.

"Let's listen to the drama first, and I'll meet Ruan Lang here for a while. ”

"Hmm. ”

Jingshu looked at the people on the stage, and Yujing looked at Jingshu.

"It is like a beautiful flower for you, like a year of water, and it is a question of idle searching.

In the gloomy self-pity, before turning the peony bar,

Close to the edge of the lake and the rock, and you loosen the collar buttons, the clothes are wide, and the sleeves are stained with teeth.

Then wait for you to endure and sleep for a while.

Look at each other as if,

Isn't it good to meet without a word......"

Jing Shu looked at the people on the stage, and all of his kung fu was bad. If I hadn't known each other earlier, I thought it was really a personal drama.

The sound of silk and bamboo mixed with the singing came to the face, and Yujing listened to it, but there was only that sentence, like a beautiful flower, like a year of water. looked at Jing Shu and smiled stupidly, isn't it just like a beautiful flower.

Jing Shu, who was looking at the stage seriously, heard Tamai's laughter, and was a little confused, so he glanced at her suspiciously. Like a stealing cat caught by the owner, Yujing quickly put away his smile and pretended to listen to the play, his own careful thoughts, it would not be good to be discovered. Jing Shu glanced at her twice, but didn't find anything abnormal, so he continued to listen to the play.

Ruan Lang, who was singing on stage, had already been aware of it since they entered the building, but he was singing before the play was over. I didn't stop until I finished singing this fold.

The people who come here to listen to the play are also destined people, but they appreciate Ruan Lang, and when they are free, they also occasionally come to cheer for it. Everyone who came here knew that Ruan Lang only sang the song "Peony Pavilion", but he sang the essence of the gods. It doesn't matter what it is, it doesn't matter what day it is, just do it. Seeing him step down, he was not reluctant, so they dispersed.

Ruan Lang stepped down from the stage, cleaned his face, and made two cups of tea. Tea, naturally, is ordinary tea. As for this water, it is the water of the Little Lethe River. It is said that those who drink this water will be able to forget their feelings.

came to the wing room where Jingshu and the others were and knocked lightly on the door. Jing Shu had already taken a good time, his fingertips clicked on the table for a while, and when he heard the knock on the door, he came in without being salty.

Tamai looked at the door with a curious baby's face, expecting what kind of character would come in. As far as the eye can see, it is a bright red, worn on this person, it is not bewitching, it is inexhaustible poignant. What was strange was a cinnabar mole under the corner of his right eye, red as blood. The appearance is obviously only above the middle, but it reveals a strange beauty.

When Yujing saw him look over, he was a little uneasy, and those eyes were like an abyss, making people fall down incessantly.

When he came back to his senses, Ruan Lang was already sitting opposite Yujing, and said to Jing Shu: "What, this time, you kidnapped a little girl?"

Jing Shu glanced at him, "You and I can't you?"

"Okay, well, as long as I love to be abducted, you are the immortal of 'Bingqing Yujie', and I am the vulgar trafficker. ”

Returning to Jingshu's eyes, Ruan Lang smiled and squinted again, took Yujing's hand and said, "Come, little sister, tell my brother what is your name?"

Yujing was annoyed by his laughter, he didn't feel anything if he didn't speak, this acquaintance with Jingshu must be an old monster, and his brother must be a strange uncle. However, Yujing still smiled sweetly at him before saying, "Brother, my name is Yujing, and my surname is Su." Brother Jingshu gave me the name, isn't it very good?"

Listening to Yujing's soft and glutinous voice, calling his brother, Jing Shu felt as if a place in his heart had collapsed and become soft. Before Ruan Lang could answer, he said: "What kind of brother is he you, but he is just an old monster, call him uncle." ”

Jing Shu's words made Ruan Lang speechless, but it was interesting to carefully taste the meaning of these words. simply didn't answer this question, and only slipped his eyes on Jing Shu, the meaning of which was self-evident. "Hey, what does this smell like? Why is it so sour?

Yujing naturally didn't smell any sourness, but guessed that he had something to say, so he shook his head. However, Jing Shu is acquiescing to calling him brother, so happy.

Jing Shu knew the meaning of Ruan Lang's words, Yujing was still a child, and he was not a pedophile, not to mention ......

Jing Shu didn't bother to pay attention to him, removed the tea that Ruan Lang had placed in front of him, picked up another pot of tea he brought, and poured himself a cup.

Ruan Lang saw that he was bored, and he didn't care, so he changed his smile and said to Yujing: "Come, try the tea here from my uncle, I can't drink it if I want to outside." ”

Yujing also noticed that Jing Shu pushed away the tea in front of him just now, so he hesitated, "Then why doesn't Brother Jing Shu drink it?"

Ruan Lang sneered, looked at Jingshu again, and then said, "Brother Jingshu, he can't see it, and he is not blessed to drink my tea." But my uncle and I are very fond of him, and every time he comes back, my uncle will serve this cup. ”

Jingshu doesn't drink it, and he doesn't want to drink it himself.

Seeing that Yujing was still hesitant, Jing Shu said: "Yujing, you can drink this tea, but I can't." Just give your uncle a face, for many years, he hasn't given away this tea. ”

"Okay, then I'll drink. ”

Jing Shu took advantage of Yujing to drink tea and glanced at Ruan Lang meaningfully. I'm afraid that your tea is still useless.

Ignoring Jing Shu's meaningful eyes, Ruan Lang looked at Yujing expectantly.

Yujing lifted the lid of the tea, smelled it, and it was still very fragrant, why couldn't Jingshu drink it. After taking a small sip, I felt that my mouth was full of sweetness, not as bitter as the tea I drank on weekdays. Other than that, there's nothing peculiar about it. Yujing looked up at Ruan Lang with some confusion.

Ruan Lang hadn't missed the expression on her face, but there was nothing but a hint of admiration for the taste of tea and doubts about herself now. But this is not right, no one who drinks the water of Xiaolichuan can not forget his feelings. Unless she's unloved, or, she's not human. Ruan Lang looked at Jing Shu with some surprise, as if asking for something to be proven.

Jingshu nodded at him.

Tamai watched the interaction between the two of them and knew that it was probably related to him. But at the moment, she didn't want to know. Even though she knew that one day, these sweet days would be a thing of the past. Wishing for a good day today is pure happiness.

His eyes rolled, and a ghost idea popped up in Tamai's head.

Placing the teacup on the table, Tamai frowned, looking very pained, and then fell on the table with a thud.