The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

At the beginning, the canopy boat was on the bank of the reeds, and after the end, it was already in the middle of the lake.

The lake was bright and the sky was far away, and they lay on the deck, not knowing whether they were sleeping in the sky or in the water.

They embraced each other, their foreheads lightly pressed against each other, exchanging breaths.Both of them were covered with a thin layer of thin sweat, and each of them reflected the moonlight, which made their complexions glisten with water.

Seventeenth Young Master's upper body was full of flushes, which were left over from the moment full of affection just now, and it was fading away rapidly at this moment.

They looked at each other for a moment, maybe more than a moment, so content, their eyes soft and shining.

Wu Shuangzi combed Seventeenth Young Master's hair with his fingers, brushed his blunt nails lightly on his temples, sweet and lazy, Seventeenth Younger seemed to enjoy it very much, Wu Shuangzi felt that he had a lifetime to do this.

Wu Shuangzi bowed and kissed each other's forehead, feeling his sweat was salty and slightly sweet, he smiled silently in this kiss.

Seventeenth Young Master held his hand. He had never trusted anyone so wholeheartedly. He guided Wu Shuangzi's palm to his right chest and said, "It's here, it's jumping."

For the first time, Wu Shuangzi noticed that Seventeenth Young Master's heartbeat was very weak, and it became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.What surprised him even more was that Young Master Shiqi's heart was on the right side.

"That's why I practice the skill of hiding my heartbeat," Young Master Shiqi explained, "It's for saving my life."

Seventeen of them are either thieves or assassins, licking blood from the knife edge every day, and they won't live long if they don't have any housekeeping skills.

"If one day I betray you," Major Seventeenth General Wu Shuangzi's hand firmly pressed on his right chest, "You stab here and kill me."

The rest of his short life cannot be used to exchange oaths with Wu Shuangzi, he can only take this life-threatening secret and swear to his lover.

Young Master Shiqi's words caused a sudden pain somewhere in Wu Shuangzi's chest.He hugged the Seventeenth Young Master into his arms and hugged him very tightly, letting his own heartbeat vibrate in the other's chest, as if from then on, the two shared one heart.

The Seventeenth Young Master sighed reassuringly, thinking that his fate had already compensated him a hundred times and a thousand times for the suffering he had suffered before.

The moonlight is brilliant, the night sky is open and boundless, and the pure stars are stretched out.

They are in the deepest part of the lake, surrounded by the sky-like water surface and the water-like sky, which are extremely gentle and moist.They fell asleep in each other's arms, breathing steadily and long.

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They didn't return the boat right away the next day.Under the proposal of the Seventeenth Young Master, the two planned to continue playing here for a few days.

There was no one in the field, so they let their long hair hang freely, only wore white jackets, and were barefoot. The Seventeenth Young Master euphemistically said that they followed the example of the ancients and "scattered the boat": unrestrained, free and at ease.

The two rummaged through the cabin and found a fishing rod, a coir raincoat and a fishing fire.

Wu Shuangzi only used frogs to catch lobsters when he was very young, other than that, he has no other experience.But under the enthusiasm of Seventeenth Young Master, he is now fishing at the bow of the boat with a fishing rod.The boat was not far from the shore, and there was a field of reed flowers behind it.

The Seventeenth Young Master was lying on the thick branches of the big banyan tree by the bank, with his legs crossed and his hands resting on his pillow, leisurely blowing the leaves.But don't think that he didn't do anything, the fire was built under the banyan tree, the wooden fork was set up, and there was a pile of seasoned grass leaves with various salty, fragrant and spicy flavors, just waiting for Wu Shuangzi to catch fish.

The fishhook moved suddenly, Wu Shuangzi lifted the hook suddenly, it was empty.The fish just touch the hook tentatively.

The fishhook moved suddenly, he held back, the hook sank, he lifted the hook suddenly, it was very heavy at first, then loosened, and it was empty.If you lift it too fast, the fish struggles and escapes.

The hook moved suddenly, held back, and sank down. Through the extremely thin fishing line, he could feel the fish under the water competing with him. He controlled his strength so that he would neither be torn off by it, nor It was so loose that it escaped, and after the fish exhausted its strength, he slowly retracted the rod and came out of the water with a splash. In midair, a catty-heavy perch flicked water droplets, and the Seventeenth Young Master behind him clapped and cheered on the banyan tree .

Every day since then, Wu Shuangzi can catch a lot of fish, grass carp, snakehead, crucian carp, bream...everything.They can't eat that much either, and often leave two big ones and release the rest.

On this day, it started to rain, but Wu Shuangzi seemed to fall in love with fishing and enjoyed it, even when it rained, he refused to give up.So in this misty and rainy afternoon, the Seventeenth Young Master lay lazily in the boat canopy, admiring the picture of fishing alone in the cold lake:

Wearing a coir raincoat and hat, Wu Shuangzi sat quietly on the bow of the boat, occasionally throwing a pole, drawing a leisurely arc.The reed flowers win the snow, swaying gently in the drizzle of autumn rain, and the cool lake water is full of blue waves.A water bird is walking on a small piece of land in the lake, from one end to the other, and then from the other end to this end.The distant mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, shadows are vague, and the world is quiet.

In the impression of the Seventeenth Young Master, most of the fishermen are white-haired. Perhaps when they were young, they fought for fame and fortune, cared about gains and losses, were suave and suave, were in debt, and killed people like hemp Dugu seeking defeat... They have experienced all the vicissitudes of life. Only by being cold and warm can you settle down for a lifetime and retreat to the world.But a person's life is so short, if you have to grow old to realize it, wouldn't it be too late?

Wu Gezi will also grow old. Sitting on the bow like this, it seems that he can sit quietly from youth to old age.

I really want to see your gray hair.

Tonight, like every night, the canopy boat was vibrating violently on the lake. If the cable hadn't been tied to the banyan tree, I don't know where it would have swayed.

The slightly cold rain hit the canopy of the boat, splashing small sprays of water, which diffused into the night.The people in the boat are united in heart and soul.

In the middle of the night, when the fishing fire on the bow no longer seemed to be extinguished at any moment, in a deep and affectionate kiss, Wu Shuangzi asked him again: "Let's travel around the world together, okay?"

The pain spread quietly.

This time, the Seventeenth Young Master couldn't refuse anymore, but he still couldn't fulfill his promise, no matter how much he wanted in his heart.

Finally, he heard himself reply, "Okay."

next life.

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It was originally planned to only play for a few days, but they stayed for more than ten days, until some news interrupted their plan.

Wu Shuangzi received a letter from Feige, asking him to return to Qingcheng Mountain as soon as possible.

After thinking about it for a long time, he discussed with the Seventeenth Young Master: "After all, master raised me and taught me martial arts. I owe him an explanation, I owe the Qingcheng faction an explanation, and I owe Gong Yunshang an explanation. When I finish all these things I'm done, I'll come back to you right away, and never leave again. What do you think?"

The Seventeenth Young Master had a long conflict, and finally said: "Okay. It's a long way to Bashu. How long do you think it will take?"

"Hurry up and come back in two months."

"In this way, I will continue to go south. Three months later, on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, west of Xiangjiang River, north of Dongting, on Duanqing Cliff, I will wait for you."

Wu Shuangzi held his shoulder and said affectionately: "Okay, see you there or leave." From then on, they will never be separated again.

The Seventeenth Young Master looked into the distance, the sky was gloomy, the west wind was getting wilder, and the sky was about to change.