floating snow

The author has something to say: 2017/3/11 is double update... I feel like my energy is running out...

The mottled memories are now reunited, and the mistakes made in the past should have a result.

So what about a thousand catastrophes?

How can the coldness in the corners of the eyes and brows compare to the calmness and calmness of the floating clouds?

The fence of Zhengqi Villa is not high, ordinary warriors can jump over it in one jump, and children can climb over with a few stones.It's just that those children often hear adults say how upright and admirable Shi Junzi is, and they often imagine that he is a rough guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, so when they see that gentle brother in white, they always like to ask him a word.

"Did you sneak in too?"

Just like this kid.

"Yeah," the child looked like a tiger, but his eyes showed some cleverness. He was lying on the wall and was about to fall. Shi Yanwen looked at Xinxi and smiled, "I also sneaked in."

The child had a ponytail, was disheveled, and his hands and feet were broken, but he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't care about his precarious body hanging on the wall. He was just curious and excited, "Uncle, you look so good-looking!"

But how could Shi Yanwen let him be in danger?He raised his hands high and said with a smile, "Stop hanging there, come down quickly, I'll follow you."

The child nodded vigorously, but before the smile on his face was fully revealed, he suffered. He looked at Shi Yanwen's snow-white clothes, then at his dirty sleeves, and pinched his nose, "But I'm dirty... ..."

"It's okay, uncle just needs to change clothes."

"I'm still very heavy. My mother said that I ate too much during the Chinese New Year, and she couldn't hold her anymore..."

"It's better to be fatter, it looks cute."

The child was a little angry after hearing this, "I'm not fat!"

It's all "the day of June, the face of a child", Shi Yanwen secretly said, "Well, you're not fat, but if you hang on, you won't be able to come in and play, okay?"

Shi Yanwen was in a good mood, and even made childish jokes. The child swayed his short legs, hesitating for a while, and his thoughts of having fun filled all his mind without hindrance. After looking around to make sure there was no one else, he went Blinking his eyes, he said, "Then I'll jump, if uncle can't catch it, then don't take it."

This is a tough kid.

But it probably felt that this gentle uncle's arms were far less powerful than his father who was chopping wood, so he didn't expect to make no mistakes when he jumped off. Head, looks like quite experienced.

Shi Yanwen looked thoughtfully at the lime that fell from the corner, it did seem to be formed after many times of wear and tear, she couldn't help shaking her head, the cushion was indeed a bit heavy to catch the child who refused to open her eyes.

"Okay."

The child was pleasantly surprised to find that he did not fall to the ground as usual, and happily yelled long live twice, and before Shi Yanwen put him down, he slid to the ground like a loach, "Ah! Well, I'm not heavy!"

"What's your name?" Shi Yanwen dusted him off, the child came from nowhere, and the ponytail was wrapped in a layer of cobwebs, "Why did you come in here?"

Then the child became embarrassed, and stood up obediently, but his eyeballs were wandering left and right, he didn't know what he was looking at, "I just want to come in and take a look, why are there so many?" He stared at him again, "What about you? Didn't you come to steal something?"

Shi Yanwen laughed immediately, the child reacted quickly, did not answer the name, did not reveal the purpose, but wanted to trick him, so he deliberately turned back, "Does uncle seem to be a thief?"

"Aniang said, you know people, you don't know their faces, and good-looking people don't necessarily have a good heart."

"Your mother is right, in fact, my purpose is the same as yours."

The child opened his eyes wide immediately, "Are you also here to steal food?"

Shi Yanwen was taken aback, "...Are you here to steal food?"

The child looked at him like a fool, "I have seen that the rooms here are empty, except for clothes, calligraphy and paintings, there is no half a coin. If you want to steal money, you must have found the wrong place."

"..."

Shi Yanwen was embarrassed for a moment, not because Zhengqi Villa was really that poor, and those antique calligraphy and paintings would be worth more than half a lifetime savings of ordinary people, but because the Villa has been patronized by a child for so long, and he, the last People who often stay in the villa don't notice it.

Why do they rarely stay at home?This place has now become a stronghold.

The child was as big as a small ghost, holding Shi Yanwen's hand with his fleshy palm, and said earnestly, "I see you are so pitiful, let's go, I will take you to eat, just treat me like a master and do a good deed today."

Shi Yanwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was obviously his home, yet this child looked more familiar than him.The child took him to the backyard, sneaked across the narrow passage, hid behind the rockery, and pointed to him excitedly, "Look there, the innermost one on the right!"

It was the remains of some fight, and it should be the trace left by his long struggle. Panic and gunpowder once permeated the land, and now the weather is gradually clearing up. The battlefield in the past is now a treasure land full of flowers.

"...how did you find this place?"

Shi Yanwen's complexion was complicated. The Zhengqi Villa was too heavy for him. He could not remember how many times he stood alone at the gate of the villa, frowning and frowning. I squeezed it dry, but I didn't expect that there was such a place.

Hope blooms in the land of evil, and all pain will disappear. This is the ending that Shi Yanwen hopes to see.Isn't this small world the truest proof of peace?

But Shi Yanwen hadn't finished feeling, the child had already let go of his hand, laughed and jumped into the flowers, then passed through the flowers, and climbed up the rock - a peach tree full of fruits stood against the wind.

Shi Yanwen opened her mouth, but did not speak for a while.

The child managed to climb up the tree, picked a peach and threw it at him, "Now, it's so sweet!"

"Ha," Shi Yanwen smiled wryly, "You won't be the only one who knows about this, right?"

"Of course not," the child scratched his head and counted on his fingers, "Qing'er, Tongtong, Aniang, Uncle Zhou... Oh, anyway, many people know about it! It's just that adults don't come in and talk about it here." All the things belong to Shi Junzi, so we are not allowed to come, hehe, but we always come secretly, as long as they don’t find out.”

"That's it..."

It's good, it's good, the more people know about this hope, the better, no matter how much pain he endures, it's all worth it.

The story ends here.

Shi Yanwen looked at the Taoist's back, and felt that the Taoist's calm and calm appearance, undisturbed by the world's disturbances, could make people feel peaceful, and he didn't know if he understood.

Taoist stood at the bow of the ship, half covered by the slanted sails, and his back appeared and disappeared from time to time. The sound of the tide rang in his ears, but it was hard to compete with Taoist's gentle breathing.

He was engrossed in watching, but who knew that when he suddenly turned his head, he happened to meet the sight that had lost its brilliance.

Shi Yanwen met his gaze, and was hurt by the icy coldness, but his heart was warm. The Taoist never asked him for or exchanged anything, let alone hoped or longed for anything like Su Zhenzhen. The simple devotion almost made Shi Yanwen's heart ache.

It's just because of the little effort in the past, and because of an error that was not caused by him, he gave everything without any scruples, so frank and unconcerned.

He is the only person that Shi Yanwen has met so far in this world, who will do his best to help him and will never hide or hurt him.But Shi Yanwen also knows that there is also her own laissez-faire and dependence fueling the flames. Because there is nothing to rely on, someone is willing to give for nothing, and puts all trust on him.

Shi Yanwen doesn't trust Su Huanzhen, but she trusts Taoist very much.

"Xian Shou," Shi Yanwen looked at the Taoist's stern brows without blinking, "Why did you help Yanwen?"

The Taoist Gujing Wubo said, "The change of Taoism, Cang, should work hard."

"But Juhunzhuang is not a person in a difficult situation."

"It's okay."

Taoist answers are always concise, but they always leave people speechless.

Shi Yanwen closed his eyes, and then opened them again, the Taoist was already sitting cross-legged beside him, so Shi Yanwen asked again, "Xian Shou, what kind of person is Su really?"

The Taoist looked at the sea level slightly, as if Shi Yanwen asked a question that shouldn't be asked. The Taoist looked at him deeply, "He is someone you can trust."

entrust?

Shi Yanwen smiled without saying a word, and then said after a long while, "Yanwen thought deeply yesterday, only then did he realize that when he came here, except when he was in Juhun Village, everything was under Su Huanzhen's eyes. Cuihuan Mountain, Tui Songyan, Dew Three thousand, Fudocheng, even when he was separated from me, he always left a spiritual sense on Yanwen, but Yanwen doesn't like this feeling."

The Taoist frowned slightly. He really didn't expect Su to do this, but Shi Yanwen suggested it at this moment. It was a little awkward to raise it at this juncture. .

"...you want to leave him?"

"No," Shi Yanwen quickly denied, with a perplexed look on his face, "I just think he's weird."

"what for?"

"He seems to be hiding something from me, but he has left flaws for me everywhere. It's neither like tantalizing nor ostentatious. It's like conveying temptations inadvertently, using... various methods, without worrying that I will find out .”

The Taoist once again looked at Shi Yanwen. He said it so naturally, but he didn't realize that many of his inferences pointed to a conclusion, an interesting conclusion.

Probably similar to working together to catch a turtle in a urn.

Shi Yanwen didn't notice the weirdness of the Taoist, but just expressed the feeling that had been hidden in his heart, very relaxed, and then sighed, "But since he has troubles to tell, why should he disclose these information to me? He is looking for trouble .”

"..." The Taoist hesitated for a moment, "Yanwen, do you know what bait is for?"

"Of course it's for—"

fishing.

Shi Yanwen looked at the surface of the sea and seemed to froze for a moment, his complexion changed very beautifully, like the sunset glow flying by, and his ears were flushed. He thought of Qu Shitu's insinuation, and the outspokenness of Chaotic Crazy Sword, and even more when others saw him for the first time. the meaning of...

Shi Yanwen twitched the corners of her mouth fiercely, avoiding the Taoist's hidden gaze, and felt as if she had argued with people dozens of times, and her ears were burning hot.

"Then," Su Zhenzhen would shake his head every time he recalled this, and recounted in a nostalgic tone the unexpected surprise that the memory gave him, "he fell asleep under the peach tree, and the child lay in his arms, Pulling his headband and holding an unfinished peach in his arms, he is also like a child, only much bigger."

Qu Shitu spread out the paper and ink, and he seemed to have seen the picture after listening to it. The young man in white clothes and blue silk smiled lightly and slept lightly against the crimson sunset. He walked through the fields and flowers to get close to that gentle gentleman. That picture must be beautiful, and he couldn't help but smile. "Did you wake him up?"

"If he didn't have that child in his arms, how could Su be willing to wake him up?"

It was too late when the child's parents found him, and they couldn't keep him there to accompany Shi Yanwen.

"Then what did Shi Yanwen say?"

Duan inkstone is like a mountain, dripping inkstone to raise jade, Su Zhenzhen drips clear water into the inkstone, holds the ink stick in his left hand, moistens things silently while grinding ink, and takes no time to rush, it seems that the matter of grinding ink has taken away all his mind , with no distractions, but when Qu Shitu asked this sentence, he stopped his hands, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, "He said..."

——Yanwen was not actually asleep, were you looking at me just now?

"It's a pity that such a gorgeous and intelligent person is extremely slow about his own affairs." Qu Shitu raised his eyes and stared at him, "Do you think he is really slow or fake?"

Su Zhenzhen was amused by him, and said with a smile, "It's both true and false. You are too impatient."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, we are just accomplices, and you are the mastermind."

"Su Mou just asked you to help me keep the person and take care of them. Who would have thought you would think so much?"

"You said it as if you objected to it." Qu Shitu gave him a white look.

"Yeah, Su Mou just doesn't object, and if he doesn't object, it doesn't mean he agrees."

"Excuse me, I won't argue with you, I just see how you can argue with him when you see it, if you lose your popularity, won't it disappoint people?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at his inkstone, "Your ink should be It’s overflowing, what are you going to write?”

"I left...a long letter."

Qu Shitu took a deep breath, and stood up from the chair that was not yet warm, "Crazy Saber is about to make contact with Chongzhen's Three Oaths. As for Shi Yanwen, if you talk about Wuyu and cooperate with Xianshou, I think there will be no major problems. Send a letter to Qi Tianbian first, and find someone who betrays you."

"it is good."

Qu Shitu left as soon as he finished speaking, Suzhen really looked up and said nothing, and when he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly said, "Friend."

When Qu Shitu turned his head, the person sitting on the table smiled brighter than ever, as if he was trying his best to light up the darkness. The short silence and then quietly raised eyelids gave people an inexplicably heavy illusion. Qu Shitu was unreasonably nervous, "Why? gone?"

Su really raised his hand reassuringly, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

"Ah? Ah..." Qu Shitu was stunned for a while, and then realized that Su Su really felt sorry for him, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "If you really think I'm working hard, how about asking someone to come back and share it for me?"

Su really couldn't help but laugh, how can it be so easy, the heart has a grudge, and if the person is invited, the heart will miss his hometown all day long, "Let's talk about this matter later."

"It's up to you, anyway, the days ahead are long, not bad for a few days."

"Yes."

This "yes" was full of unspeakable melancholy, which made Qu Shitu unable to bear to leave and stopped again, Chi asked a little hesitantly, "Do...do you have anything else to say?"

Su Huanzhen took one last look at him, raised his pen and lowered his eyebrows, "There are other important matters on this trip, and the time may be quite long. I left you a letter earlier in case you need it. This second letter is for you. Yanwen."

boom!

The action paused again, Su Zhenzhen sighed, and silently changed another piece of paper.

After the door was slammed, there was a long silence, and gradually unsteady breathing.

Qu Shitu stared at him, the words he wanted to reprimand and complain could not come out of his mouth, but his fingers were trembling with cold, his heart was twitching and struggling.Block it?can't do it.Persuade?Too much.

What bondage in this world can make this person take himself more seriously?How far must he go before he is willing to walk slowly?

As if he disliked the swaying Yingluo on the lotus crown of that person, or the farewell scene that happened so many times and will happen again in the future brought back memories that he didn't want to think about in his heart, the lonely best friend looked away, squeaked He opened the crumbling wooden door with a sound, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "That letter...is it going to come in handy?"

Su Huanzhen neither nodded nor shook his head, "You and I should be prepared for this, but...if something happens, there must always be an emergency plan."

"What about Shi Yanwen?"

"He'll understand."

"How should he understand?" Qu Shitu thought of the man's blue eyes, his complexion as pale as lotus roots at times, and his gentle but hesitant eyes, "If he remembers, he will definitely come back and ask, who can explain Know that matter? Who knows the details except you? Do you want us to tell him, 'He killed you to save you? He sealed your memory to prevent you from becoming a demon? Or is it because you have been killed by Su Zhenzhen? I'm dead, so I can't go back!'"

"..." The exquisite brush trembled in his hand, and the ink fell like tears, one drop, two drops, burying the word "yan" in his heart.

Qu Shitu took two steps forward, his gray hair fell down with the wind, "What would he think? Su Zhenzhen, a letter is like explaining everything clearly, and it shouldn't be so easy to be opportunistic!" He will understand What's the difference between you like this... and Juhun Manor?"

"..."

"This is your business, not mine. I don't care about it, and I don't accept this letter. If you want to explain it, you can do it yourself!"