Another gust of wind swept by, blowing the maple trees at the intersection of the road for a while, the red leaves that have withered, are they blood-stained butterflies, or red-hot clouds?

A few people talked about making trouble, and soon walked to the door of Shang Wuxian's house, Qin Qianye left first, and Shang Jie had already run back to the house, leaving Zhao Shanhe and Wu Tear, Shang Wu looked at Zhao Shanhe gratefully, nodded slightly, and said, "Brother Zhao, thank you just now." ”

The tone in which she said this was a little strange, Zhao Shanhe's heart moved, and he immediately understood that Shang Wuxian was thanking him for not asking Qin Qianye the reason in person just now, for fear of her embarrassment.

Zhao Shanhe said in his heart: "I'm really confused, just now Qianye obviously has something on his mind, Xiaojie and I can see it, with the ultimate cleverness without tears, how can I not know, so she is thanking me now, probably hoping that I understand her thoughts, so that I don't have to worry about it," After thinking about it, he looked at the direction in which Qin Qianye left, and said with a smile: "Your father is still waiting for you to eat, come in." ”

The sunlight shines through the leaves on the earth, creating patches of dapples. The wind became more urgent, and the leaves flew down.

Zhao Shanhe looked blankly at Shang Wuxi's back as he drifted away, and slowly disappeared into the group of wooden houses. A sour feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and his whole person seemed to be evacuated all of a sudden, which made him feel terrible, but he could only endure it and could do nothing. Suddenly, he let out a loud roar and thrashed the maple tree until he collapsed weakly.

"Mountains and rivers ......", a hoarse and low voice began to call, and Zhao Sanye was calling him.

Shang Zhong was just about to fall asleep when he was woken up by Qin Qianye's hurried footsteps, but to his surprise, Qin Qianye didn't go straight in to greet him as usual, but ran to the backyard to practice his sword without a sound. He watched him through the window, and he practiced his sword desperately, and each sword he swung seemed to be harder than ever, as if once he swung the sword hard enough, it was not enough to vent the frustration in his heart. Ten years of hard training has not been in vain, his swordsmanship has been very pure, every sword swing has a whirring wind, his sword is fast and ruthless, not to mention ordinary beasts, even if there are some lowest-level demon beasts, I am afraid they may not be able to block his sword.

Of course, there are no demon beasts in the outermost part of this ten thousand mountains, although they are the outermost ones, the endless mountains, which are already insurmountable for mortals.

"Alas, this stupid boy, he must have encountered something troublesome again?" Shang Zhong smiled softly, he knew Qin Qianye, so he also knew that he must be in a bad mood now,

I don't know how many swords he swung, and each sword used up all the strength of his body, and finally, he was too tired to hold the sword anymore, so he sat down against the maple tree he had planted with his own hands, and gasped for breath. Shang Zhong looked at him through the window and smiled softly, for so many years, he had known him very well, every time he was in a bad mood, he would practice his sword desperately, until he was too tired to move the sword, he would rest against this maple tree for a while, and then he would run in, bury his head in his arms, crying and telling his grievances. This is very similar to his mother Shang Mingyue, except that Shang Mingyue eats desperately every time he is upset, and then cries. It's just a habit to vent, Shang Zhong thinks.

But this time Qin Qianye didn't run in like before, he just walked in silently, and then sat quietly at the table, without saying a word, he took out a few pots of wine and drank it desperately. This abnormal behavior made Shang Zhong a little worried, so he looked at Qin Qianye seriously, wanting him to know that he was not happy that he was drinking so desperately, but Qin Qianye seemed to see nothing, and now there was nothing in his eyes.

He'd drunk a lot, but he's still drinking, as if he's going to keep drinking. At this moment, in his eyes, it seems that there is nothing in the world that can relieve him except drinking.

Shang Zhong had been watching silently, he knew that Qin Qianye must be very depressed in his heart at the moment, but he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what to say to comfort him. So he had to watch: maybe drinking like this would make him feel better. Every time Qin Qianye picked up the wine in the bowl, he thought that as long as he drank the bowl of wine in the bamboo bowl, he would stop and tell him everything that had happened. But Qin Qianye still drank bowl by bowl, as if he had no intention of stopping.

Shang Zhong finally couldn't help but ask, "Son, do you have any bitterness in your heart?"

As soon as Qin Qianye picked up the bamboo bowl, he heard Shang Zhong's call, and paused slightly, but still drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. Finally, he didn't pour any more wine, he turned his head, his eyes slightly red, and he couldn't look at Shang Zhong. He looked at the vicissitudes of this kind old man's face, the old man's face was a little solemn, but he was still smiling reluctantly.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other for a long time, and finally heard Shang Zhong say: "No matter what happens, you should always say it, in addition to making people anesthetic, drinking alcohol can't help you solve your problem, I've been teaching you, have you forgotten?"

Qin Qianye said: "Grandpa's teachings, I don't dare to forget them for a moment, it's just me, I ......", he said it, but suddenly felt that he couldn't go on.

Shang Zhong saw him slurding and thinking that he had something difficult to say to himself, so he said, "If you feel embarrassed, don't say it, I have something happy to tell you here." Qin Qianye said: "But about my cousin's family affair?" Shang Zhong smiled: "Haha, exactly, it turns out that you already know, it must be a strange and strange news, so right, tell grandpa, set this family business for you, are you satisfied." ”

Qin Qianye said in his heart: "Today's distress is all for this matter, but grandpa still thinks that I will be happy for this matter, in fact, the old man is also kind, knowing that I am happy with no tears, so I can set this family business, how can I brush his kindness, if I don't think about those things in my heart, I can marry without tears as a wife, it is the greatest blessing in my life, but now, it makes me choose a dilemma, hey!" He was full of worries in his heart, but he couldn't say it clearly, knowing that once he said that he was going to go out of the mountain to find his father, it would definitely make Shang Zhong worried, so he had to say: "Everything is up to grandpa." Shang Zhong said happily: "Okay, it seems that I can't be wrong with this attention, and after watching you get married, I will have nothing to let go of in my heart, and I will go underground in the future, and it will live up to your mother's trust, haha." Speaking of which, there was a little more sadness in his words.

Qin Qianye's face also turned red from drinking too much wine, he was already drunk, but his mind didn't seem to have become confused at all because of the injection of alcohol, he originally had a lot to say, and wanted to say those things that he had always wanted to say but never said. However, at this moment, when he looked at this old face, the deep wrinkles, the gray head, and the loving gaze stinged him deeply, so that he could not say a word. So, he could only lick the wine stains from the corners of his mouth. He suddenly realized that once he drank too much wine, the taste would become bitter.

Wine, this is a bitter wine?!