The night is too long, and the strong wine can't get rid of the hatred in my heart!

Hate is too miserable, and it is even more worthy of the prodigal son's heart to leave people!

A man who doesn't drink very often, an old man who can't drink anymore, but they drink a lot together, a man in his prime, an old man in the twilight, they should have had nothing to do with each other.

But they have experienced the same fate, a sword, two people, an ancient, a comer, no one knows what will happen after that? At least at this moment, something must happen between them!

What is even stranger is that none of them drink until the dawn rises, when most of the wine is gone, and the people are still awake for ten minutes, and those who do not buy to get drunk but only want to drink will never get drunk!

The first rays of the sun in the east shone through the window. Wen Yunfeng muttered to himself, "I didn't expect to see light in this broken place!"

The old man smiled and said, "It's the first and the last!"

Wen Yunfeng had no intention of bothering these dispensable words at all, and reached out to grab another jar full of wine.

The old man squeezed Wen Yunfeng's hand and said, "You can't drink anymore!"

Wen Yunfeng smiled helplessly and said, "Do people become stingy when they get old?"

The old man said: "For the border city, you should still have a drink, and there is also a person who drinks with you, so you better use wine to say goodbye to him, maybe some decisions can be more decisive after drinking!"

Wen Yunfeng withdrew his hand, smiled and said, "It turns out that you are an old drunkard, and no one here knows better than you!"

After that, Wen Yunfeng stood up and didn't say goodbye, turned around and walked straight out of the house, usually he walks very fast, but today he walked very slowly, is there something he hasn't said or is waiting for the old man to explain something?

It wasn't until Wen Yunfeng jumped down the attic and was about to disappear at the end of the alley that the old man stood on the attic and shouted loudly, "I hope you can come back!"

Wen Yunfeng didn't look back, just smiled slightly, because he wasn't sure if he could come back, so he couldn't give this promise to the old man.

Looking at Wen Yunfeng, who was gradually moving away, for a moment the old man's eyes were filled with tears, and the eyes that had been stubborn for decades finally left the first tears, and this person seemed to be his shadow yesterday, which could be regarded as a relief from the past.

Walking on the street of the border city and rubbing shoulders with the neighbors, Wen Yunfeng can always feel the slightest praise and worship in the eyes of others, if such a thing happened before, he might be disgusted, but he feels very beautiful when it happens now, after all, it is precisely because of this beauty that he made that cold and handsome choice.

After passing through a few streets and bypassing a few turns, he has been coming to the border city for a while, but Wen Yunfeng has never visited Bian Long in person, and finally found Bian Long's residence after asking all the way, at the end of a deep street, a few poplars fluttering in front of the door, the seclusion here is far beyond Wen Yunfeng's imagination, but it is worth the trip to be able to see the seclusion.

Walking forward, Wen Yunfeng knocked lightly on the door, knocked for a long time and no one responded, is the owner not there? But Wen Yunfeng has never left, the best way to wait for a person is to stay at his door, whether he is at home or not? As long as this is his home, you will definitely meet!

A figure appeared on the alley that Wen Yunfeng walked through when he came, and a familiar figure that could no longer be familiar was slightly unfamiliar at this time. Bian Long lowered his head and walked slowly towards the door, as if he was thinking about something in his heart, he didn't notice Wen Yunfeng at all.

It wasn't until he walked up to Wen Yunfeng that Bian Long slowly raised his head to look at Wen Yunfeng, and the moment they looked at each other, Bian Long smiled, he didn't seem surprised.

Bian Long said softly: "Brother Wen, you are here!"

Wen Yunfeng also replied with a smile: "I'm here!"

After that, Bian Long was silent, and Wen Yunfeng was also silent, the two of them should have endless words together, but at this time, they couldn't find what to say, or maybe they didn't know where to start.

The two stood quietly at the door, and after standing for a long time, Wen Yunfeng finally squeezed out a few words: "Aren't you going to invite me in and sit!"

With that, the two walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard was deserted, with yellowing leaves scattered on the ground, and the wind rattling the wood, and the only proof that there were still people living here was the clean stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

Wen Yunfeng walked to the stone table and sat down, and he didn't forget to praise it: "This place is very good!"

Bian Long also sat down opposite Wen Yunfeng, lowered his head and said embarrassedly, "What's so good about such a place? Brother Wen is making fun of me." ”

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "This place is indeed very good, don't you think? ”

Bian Long raised his head and asked, "What does Brother Wen mean?"

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "It's a little less popular, if there is no one in such a big courtyard and it's not wasted, I don't want to see it so deserted here next time I come!"

There was something strange in Wen Yunfeng's words, and Bian Long couldn't help asking, "Brother Wen has something to tell me?"

Wen Yunfeng laughed and broke the strange atmosphere of Fang Cai, and said: "Brother Bian Long, don't be suspicious, I just think that the place that should be quiet is quiet, and the place that should be lively should still be lively." ”

Bian Long looked absent-minded, and seemed to be anxious about tomorrow's events, but he didn't seem to say it, and he wouldn't mention it.

Wen Yunfeng was supposed to come to say goodbye, but it seemed that he had dispelled this thought, and some words might never be said if he didn't say them at first.

There was still some time before the night, and the two of them couldn't just sit dryly, and they needed some wine between them.

Soon the two of them drank, and the wine was quickly drunk without saying anything, and after a while, the two drank a few jars of wine. This time it was not wine that was drunk, because there was no need for poetry at this moment, and naturally Bian Long was drunk very quickly.

Wen Yunfeng's alcohol consumption is not too good, but he should be much better than Bian Long's alcohol consumption for drinking spirits, Wen Yunfeng used internal breath to force the wine out while drinking, and Bian Long, who was already drunk at this moment, naturally couldn't find out, why did Wen Yunfeng do this? Because he needed to be sober.

Bian Long lay on the stone table, his face was ruddy and motionless, and he muttered to himself: "What should I do? What should I do? The border city is about to end, and the border city will be destroyed in my hands soon." ”

The sound became more and more faint, and after a while, there was a thunderous snoring, it seems that Wen Yunfeng is not the only one who has insomnia during this time, and such a snoring sound will definitely not be able to be made if there is no person who has lost sleep.

Standing up and it was time to part, Wen Yunfeng looked up at the sky, it was good to not see the sunset and look in the direction of the sunset, if he went today, maybe there would be no sunset in his world, maybe there would be no swordsman Wen Yunfeng under the sunset, and this farewell would seem so far away in the future.

Staring at Bian Long who was peaceful in his drunken dream, Wen Yunfeng muttered to himself: "Brother Bian Long, I'm really sorry this time, if there is anything you can't figure out in the future, you can miss me as a hero, I think in that case, this reality will not be so cruel!"

After that, Wen Yunfeng didn't say anything more, and walked out of the small courtyard in the direction of Xicheng Tower.

In the border city at night, everyone hurriedly packed up and prepared to go home, and they had no time to take care of Wen Yunfeng's back as he drifted away.

On the yellow sand, the west wind is fierce, the cold sword, the lonely shadow, far away!

Drunk not awake, people are not drunk, in front of you, behind you, in the past!

The people who should say goodbye in this world have already said goodbye, but the people who should say goodbye the most, his wife and children, he has no time to say goodbye.

Will he ever come back? The results will soon be known.