sing with you

Mu Ziming, who was buried in the rice, poked the soft and glutinous taro chips in the bowl again and again. After a meal, he didn't know the taste, and he didn't know how long he ate it.When he raised his head again, Ye Kuangge and Mu Ziqing had already left.Mu Ziming put down the half bowl of rice left in his hand, and left in a moody mood.

Mu Ziming had no intention of going back to the house, so he wandered around the Ye mansion alone. It was the first time for him to take a closer look at the whole picture of Ye's house - the house was already old, it was the trace left by several generations of life, but It doesn't look old.Two crabapple trees were planted in the main courtyard.It was winter at this time, and the sunlight passed through the crabapple trees with only dead branches, and scattered large areas on the roof and bluestone slabs, illuminating the surrounding rooms brightly.

Along the way, he met some people from the mansion who greeted him, and Mu Ziming responded to them with a smile.The house is not big, and it didn't take long for him to go around, but he didn't see Ye Kuangge.

Mu Ziming walked aimlessly to the kitchen. The woman from this morning was choosing vegetables outside the door. When she saw him, she smiled and said, "Master."

"Hi, ma'am, but have you eaten yet?" Mu Ziming took the initiative to say hello to her.

"I've eaten. I wonder if the young master is still used to living here?" The woman still remembered that these two children were born in the family of wealthy merchants. Presumably, they are used to luxury and may not be used to the simplicity here.

"I'm used to it, it's very good here." Mu Ziming prefers this simple and unique house to the once magnificent Mu Mansion.Without being separated by the pretentiously long corridor, this place feels more like home.

The woman chatted with Mu Ziming for a while, seeing that he was gradually absent-minded, she smiled and said: "The young master is looking for the Patriarch?"

"Ah? I..." Mu Ziming was taken aback for a moment, he was a little embarrassed to be seen through suddenly.

"Go to the back of the house and have a look, where the owner should be at this time."

"Thank you"

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After Mu Ziming bid farewell to the woman, he walked back along the route he remembered just now.Pass through the southeast corner courtyard, you can see a hanging flower door, and you can see the back door after entering.

What is completely different from the inside of the house is the luxuriant forest and bamboos outside the house. Although this lush greenery has lost half of its brilliance by the white snow, it looks more and more beautiful.If you listen attentively, you can vaguely hear the swishing sounds of the sword being swung.

Mu Ziming followed the sound and left.Walking to the end of the path, the large field of green bamboos is gone, replaced by patches of plum forests.

I saw a man in a black costume dancing a sword in the plum blossom forest.The man's momentum was like a rainbow piercing the sun, and his swordsmanship was light and agile.During the movement, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, and a strong wind rose from the man's hands, rolling up the blossoms of wintersweet, and for a while, there were colorful falling flowers, matching each other.

Mu Ziming watched from afar, not knowing whether he was amazed by the proud plum blossom or the handsome man.

At this time, a voice that did not belong here suddenly sounded.

"Haha, I know that Brother Ye is here, and I haven't seen you for a long time, so Xue brought some wine here today to drink with Brother Ye."

The visitor looked like an aristocrat, dressed in a light blue Luoyi, with a jade belt around his waist, and a carved and hollowed-out hair crown on his head. He spoke and behaved like a romantic gentleman.

Ye Kuangge had already sensed Xue Xiyang's arrival, but when he heard the other party speak, he kept moving and ignored him.

The man seemed to be used to it, and he didn't mind. He lifted the wine jar in his hand and said, "This is a good wine that my father has preserved for many years. It was given to me the day before yesterday. Xue was the first to think of Brother Ye. It's just that Brother Ye kept talking. He hadn’t been to my place for a few days, so Xue had no choice but to come here uninvited.”

After Xue Xiyang finished speaking, he opened the red cloth on the seal of the wine jar, and a mellow wine aroma immediately came to his nostrils, very tempting.

Ye Kuangge remained unmoved, turned his sword and suddenly attacked Xue Xiyang.

Xue Xiyang watched the sword blade stabbing towards him with a lingling cold light, and exclaimed in his heart, again?But he didn't dare to stand still, and hastily put down the wine jar in his hand, and drew out the saber beside his waist to resist.

"Brother Ye can compete with Xue, but don't spoil the good wine!"

Ye Kuangge was merciless in every move, and his moves were heavy and fierce. After a while, he forced the opponent to mess up his moves and retreated steadily.

He hadn't sparred with Xue Xiyang for a long time, he didn't expect that after such a long time, the other party's swordsmanship still hadn't improved, which immediately made him lose interest.

Ye Kuangge suddenly withdrew his posture, put his long face back into its sheath, and his breath was not disturbed at all, looking down at Xue Xiyang, who was bending over and supporting the sword, panting for breath.

"What are you doing again?"

Xue Xiyang finally calmed down his breath, picked up the wine on the ground and put it on the stone table next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye's swordsmanship is still so superb, it really makes Xue feel ashamed. Come on, try it quickly I have been hungry for this wine for a long time."

Ye Kuangge took a few steps forward, and with a wave of his plain hand, the snow on the stone bench disappeared instantly, and he lifted up his clothes and sat down.

"In this case, why do you wait for me, just drink it at home."

Xue Xiyang took out two small porcelain cups, the wine had just been scalded, and it was still warm at the moment, and when it was poured into the cups, thin water vapor rose.Hearing this, he laughed loudly and said: "Brother Ye doesn't know something. Although this wine is good, Xue always feels a bit lost when he enjoys it. It wasn't until he met Brother Ye that Xue knew that good wine can only be served with friends. , so as not to damage the quality of the wine."

Ye Kuangge glanced at Xue Xiyang strangely, but saw that the other party didn't intend to make a joke at all.It's just that I didn't know there was such a saying?

Ye Kuangge picked up the wine glass and took a sip.The warm wine entered his throat and instantly warmed his body.He couldn't help sighing, although this person is not very good, the wine is good wine.It is also a pleasure to taste wine in this snow scene with a little plum red.

Ye Kuangge drank it slowly, savoring it carefully.This wine is full-bodied and lingering after drinking.He had only drank two cups, but Xue Xiyang had already swallowed more than half of the can.

Ye Kuangge looked at Xue Xiyang who was lying on the table drunkenly, and shook his head, feeling sorry for the spoiled good wine.

Xue Xiyang hiccupped in a daze, looked up at the cold side face of the man appreciating plums, and couldn't tell whether he was drunk or the other party was drunk.

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Let's talk about why Ye Kuangge has such a friend with different personalities?This is from five years ago.

That day, Ye Kuangge went to Qingfeng Building to drink as usual, and he wanted to sit in the best seat in that building - facing the window, with an excellent view.Since the first time he came here, he had fallen in love with this seat, but since it was a good seat, it would inevitably be taken by those who came first.But no matter who it is, as long as Ye Kuangge stands in front of that person, the strong murderous aura can make the other person terrified, and he can easily drive him away without saying a word.After coming and going, no one would dare to sit in this seat anymore.

But today was different. Ye Kuangge, who was just about to take his seat, found that his seat had been taken by someone else.The murderous Ye Kuangge stood still in front of the other party, and said displeasedly: "This is my seat."

This other person is Xue Xiyang.

Xue Xiyang was taken aback by Ye Kuangge's words, and then felt a little funny. The seats in this public place are first come, first served.He had already occupied this seat, but how could Ye Kuangge later say that this was his seat?

In the end, Xue Xiyang obediently gave up his seat, after all, he was no match for force.

Ye Kuangge thought that the other party would just leave, but he didn't expect the other party to take a seat opposite him, and looked at the other party with some doubts, he didn't like having other people on his wine table.

"Look, the place is full, why don't you force me to join you at the table?" Xue Xiyang pointed to the almost full seats and said aggrievedly.This man will not overbearingly contract all the seats at the table, will he?

Ye Kuangge was in a good mood that day, and he didn't want to argue with the young man, so he acquiesced.After a while, he regretted it.

The young man on the opposite side was like a chatterbox in the shape of a human being, talking non-stop. The most important thing was that he was able to ask and answer by himself with his cold face from the beginning to the end, and he never tired of it.

"A certain surname is Ye, and the name is Kuangge." Ye Kuangge got a headache when he heard it, so he brought out his own name so that the young man could shut up.

"It turned out to be Brother Ye. I'm Xue Xiyang, and Brother Ye can just call Brother Xue."

But the other party didn't seem to know him. Not only did he not feel any fear when he heard his name, but he climbed up the pole and called him brother.

Ye Kuangge was no longer in the mood to sit down, drank the last sip of wine, got up and left, ignoring that person.

From then on, no matter when Ye Kuangge went to the Qingfeng Building, he could always see the other party sitting opposite him.Although the wine ordered by the other party is different every time, there is always so much nonsense.

At that time, Ye Kuangge was not yet the Pavilion Master of the Pavilion Ye. He underestimated the other party's strength when performing a task assigned by the previous Pavilion Master, and was conspired and injured.

When Ye Kuangge managed to get rid of the enemy, he couldn't use any strength, he could only sit on the ground and gasp for breath, all the wounds on his body were numb with pain, he couldn't even complete the movement of raising his hands .

Ye Kuangge's location at this time is a small road with few people. He sometimes takes a shortcut from here to Qingfeng Tower, and the familiar road makes him feel more at ease.But before Ye Kuangge could rest for a while, the sound of footsteps made his heart hang again.

The visitor gradually approached, Ye Kuangge took a closer look, and secretly thought that something was wrong, it was that guy Xue Xiyang.He immediately wanted to stand up and leave with some of the strength he had just recovered, because he would rather die of serious injuries than end up being annoyed to death by talking about it.

But when Ye Kuangge got up, he accidentally touched the wound, his throat felt sweet, and he coughed uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

"Who!"

Xue Xiyang moved after asking, and when he found out that the seriously injured person in the corner was Ye Kuangge, he didn't care whether the blood stains on the other party would stain his clothes, and hurried up to help the person who was about to fall.

"How could Brother Ye be so seriously injured?"

Ye Kuangge saw that the other party was frowning because of worry, but the mission must never be revealed. He wanted Xue Xiyang to let go of himself, but he could only cough more violently.

"Okay, okay, needless to say, I'll take you back first." Xue Xiyang stopped Ye Kuangge's movements, committed himself to carrying him on his back, and walked quickly towards the opposite place.

Ye Kuangge was amazed that this young man had such great strength to carry him on his back, before he could think about it, his chaotic consciousness made him fall into a coma on the young man's generous back.