floating snow

The title at the end of the play is Separation.

Both ducks fly north, and one goose flies south alone.

Separation is not far from the edge, and the knife cuts people's hearts.

The queen mother had a feast, and then handed over to the immortals four times.

Begging for the spirit to pass on the skill, thousands of games of wealth and honor, and returning with hatred.

Xiao Suo bowed his head, Xuan Ye asked the hero, his pocket was low and empty, and it was always illusory.

Think of his high hall and bell crown, his appearance and silk horse, far away in the sky.

With sincerity on the road and against the journey, only the vast Cangyan is close at hand.

"This is written by the son of an official who was dismissed from office, and he was depressed. Although it is a blunt statement that can't be put on the stage, it also has a three-point literary talent. The ending is lonely and self-deprecating."

"There are still two points of epiphany, knowing that what is in front of us is unattainable... Is Yanwen familiar with this person?"

"Not really familiar..."

The son of the official took the surname of Feng, and his single name was Qian, with a casual character and a romantic nature, eclectic.

Although he was born as an aristocrat, half of his life went smoothly, but he did not want to turn the tide when the dynasty was in decline. However, the world changed drastically, and demons and ghosts ravaged the Central Plains. The disintegration of the royal family is far worse than that of the Seven Kingdoms of the pre-Qin period.At the most difficult time, Wang Jun's bequeathed son had nothing to eat and no clothes to cover his body.Since he was a minister, he felt sad and resentful, and often went to Zhongming Dingsheng's house to lobby for adoption, but there were only one or two people who helped him, and most of the evasive ones left the family affairs to others. There is no shortage of people who hide their clothes and eat food, sprinkle brooms and sweep water to ridicule and ridicule him, saying why he doesn't make others tired of his family background?When he was short of breath, he gave all his savings to Wang Jun's bereaved son, burned half a volume of eulogy to himself, shaved his big bald head, clapped his hands and walked around the world, and before he left, he killed enough people who had made trouble.

There are two points of bookishness in the front, and half of the coolness in the back, but it is also interesting.

When Shi Yanwen met him, he happened to be begging for food in the street, with a mustache covering his face, laughing at a gangster, saying that he stole other people's belongings.Later people heard that there were people who were crying bitterly by the side of the road, and if there was a thief who found it, the hooligan wanted to escape, but he dragged his feet and scolded him, fell back on the stone, his head was bloody, and he still couldn't stop laughing.

Shi Yanwen rescued him casually, Feng waited and said: "Thank you for a small kindness, but don't say thank you for a great kindness. Only this life is precious for you. You save my life. Gentleman Shi has needs, so I will sacrifice my life for you."

Naturally, Shi Yanwen didn't need him to make up for it, and chatted all night, but when he talked about the fate, he knew that his power was weak, and he asked for a name card during the New Year's festival, and never heard from him again.

That name was posted, and the song "Respect for the Empty Sleeves" was left.

What a pity to have empty sleeves?

However, the picture is in the shape of a wave for a while.

Thinking of this, Shi Yanwen paused with her hairy hands, and stared blankly at the person in the mirror.

Nian Dian is weak and weak, and can be wounded and killed even if he is a child in the market. The first half of his life is extremely blessed, and the second half of his life is poor.

After hesitating for a while, Shi Yanwen gathered her clothes, and the white satin sleeves were snugly pressed against her skin, covering up the traces of presumptuousness. Zuo Yi's eyes are like deep ravines.He met that gaze for a while, and couldn't help but look away, and he saw the scratches on his shoulders and arms when he forgot, and remembered the kiss that seemed to be still lingering on his back. , turned his head back in embarrassment.

There was a wave in Su Zhenzhen's eyes, and accompanied by the rustling sound of dressing, she came behind Shi Yanwen.

Shi Yanwen looked at him in the mirror, and Feng Di didn't feel it when he was used to seeing him. After waking up from a dream all night, he realized that the difference between the two of them is really obvious.Xie Fengdi is younger after all, with a slightly rounded jaw and side cheeks, which makes people look a little cute, but it's really the same person with a good memory and a good temperament, but that face is different. Gives a more stable feeling.

In terms of momentum, he seemed to lose a little.

If it was the old Shi Yanwen, he would not have thought this way. The previous Shi Yanwen, apart from Su Zhenzhen being calm and soft, also had a bit of seriousness.

Now, this fierceness has been softened a lot by Su Huan.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Zhenzhen looked at him in a daze, leaned over and pressed his shoulder with one hand, stroked his temple hair with the other hand, hooked the corners of his mouth, and stared at the pair of blue eyes in the mirror, "Still thinking about it?"

Shi Yanwen squinted her eyes, and pressed the hand on his shoulder with her backhand.

Su really narrowed his eyes slightly.

Shi Yanwen raised her head and smiled lightly.

Lianxiang turbulent with the air, white hair floating in snow, appeared in front of Shi Yanwen's eyes, he closed his eyes, but opened his other hand, a bit of golden internal energy poured into Su Huanzhen's body along with his pulse.

When the floating snow dissipated, Shi Yanwen caught him.

Then I opened my eyes.

He didn't dare to see Su Zhenzhen's real expression, he must have been astonished and unbelievable, that's why he kept his brows tightly locked after closing his eyes and didn't relax.

"I don't owe you anything."

He said, I don't owe you anything.

He repaid the kindness of the friendship between Fudongcheng and the soul-fixing grace of Brahma Buddha.

The feeling of life and death in Juhun Zhuang is the feeling of protecting consciousness, and he paid it back.

So he said, I don't owe you anything.

Since there is no debt, what regrets do you have?

Since there are no regrets...

Shi Yanwen passed through Su Huanzhen's knees with one hand, wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, picked him up, and carefully placed him on the bed.

He stroked his white hair, kissed the forehead adorned with cinnabar, and leaned over his broad chest, silent.

"I'm not reminiscing..." Shi Yanwen smiled, feeling sore, "You looked at me last night, as if you wanted to eat Yanwen alive. What's there to reminisce about? I'm just a little unwilling...'Life If you have tasted all the joys and sorrows, it is better to wait for nothing'."

He paused, and when he was about to get up, he kissed his lips again, and sighed: "You seem to know something, but it doesn't matter if you know it, you know it but you don't point it out, it's you who gave me a chance."

He propped himself up, brushed his fingers over the wound on his shoulder, and suddenly laughed again: "If you knew the oath I made on the island, maybe you wouldn't have given me this chance..."

"Su Zhenzhen, Su Zhenzhen, Su Zhenzhen..."

He chanted it over and over again, as if just these few words could change the established facts.

"sorry."

I am sorry.

I can't let Zhiyi stay here, I want to choose you too, but no, you bother to guard the plight, I must also protect my Central Plains, I want to send Zhiyi back.

But don't worry, I won't hurt you...

He lowered his head and kissed the soft lips, solemn and pious like a ceremony, a ceremony to bid farewell to his belief and life.

After a long time, he stood up, left the bed far away, and stood in front of the screen: "Chiluan, stay by his side."

Youfeng tilted her head on the beam to look at him, her fiery red tail spread like a flame.

When the morning light broke through the glazed tiles for the first time, Shi Yanwen pushed open the wooden door, stepped on the chaotic sunlight, and merged with the dazzling morning light...

If there is an afterlife, may Shi Yanwen no longer be Shi Yanwen, and may Su Zhenzhen no longer be Su Zhenzhen.

Shi Zhongyi waited annoyed.

There are three poles in the sun and the sun is shining brightly.

It has been too long since his scheduled time, and even a mortal who doesn't know martial arts can catch up with his pursuers after such a long time, and there is obviously a big difference between Su Xuyuan and "mortals who don't know martial arts" Don't.

When Shi Zhiyi couldn't help but want to go to Tianyue Goufeng to find someone, Shi Yanwen finally arrived belatedly.

He looked like a hangover drinker, with blurred eyes, slow movements, and weak speech. If Shi Zhuangyi hadn't helped him, he might not even be able to get on the bow.

Shi Zhongyi dragged his arm with one hand in disdain, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Please, do you think we will go for an outing or a walk next? Are you losing your IQ if you hang out with him at such a critical moment?"

"Justice," Shi Yanwen sat down leaning against the mast, closed her eyes and sighed, "I went to Tianbo Haomiao, I wanted to say goodbye to my brother, but I didn't want my brother to be here..."

"So?" Shi Zhuangyi untied the sail.

"So... I left something for him."

Shi Zhongyi looked down at the slightly pale face condescendingly, and suddenly changed the subject: "Why didn't you sleep last time?"

Shi Yanwen opened her eyes, looked at his eyes that were close at hand, and laughed: "Has Zhengyi said goodbye to the people he knows?"

"Is it interesting?" Shi Zhiyi began to sneer again, "It takes several days of sleep to save people, but it's easy to treat injuries like madness? Hey, don't think you can get confused if no one asks. Pass the test, do you think they are blind or you are deaf? Do you mean that you know that refined fairy Tan Wuyu?"

"...Has he been to the Glazed Wonderland?"

Shi Zhongyi sneered and said, "He hasn't been there, but the letter he sent has been there. If I'm right, it seems that this letter will be in Su Zhenzhen's hands soon."

Shi Yanwen's face darkened, he held back his discomfort and stood up straight, looking at the coastline not far away: "...just, do my father a favor."

"Let's hear it?" Shi Zhuangyi asked with his arm pillowed.

"Dad's internal strength is weak now, you help Dad to make this boat go faster, good boy."

obedient……

Shi Zhiyi picked out his ears, and curled his lips indifferently: "Now you know how to hide? Then what were you dawdling about just now?"

Although he was dissatisfied, he moved very quickly.

The movement of the hull suddenly accelerated, and Shi Yanwen couldn't help but staggered a step. His finger on the side of the boat sank deep into it, watching the coastline carelessly go away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

In the vastness of things, it is easiest to forget time.

Shi Yanwen sat on the side of the boat for a long time, the sea wind made his body cold and stiff, Shi Zhuangyi had been on strike for a long time, he was exhausted and had no strength, Shi Yanwen went up immediately when his inner strength was available.Shi Zhiyi inquired a few more times in the middle, and when he saw that he was silent, he kept silent, and only threw a wooden board into the sea for fun. Shi Yanwen reminded him a few times at first, but after seeing his intentions, he did not stop him.

It's nothing more than not wanting to give him a chance to repent.

Silly boy, he has no chance to repent.

One day passed, and the wooden boards in the rear half of the stern had been torn apart. Fortunately, Shi Zhiyi knew how to measure and did not remove the lower boards, let alone move the keel.

Shi Yanwen exhausted his internal energy, so he didn't dare to use Jianmu's strength to restore his internal energy, and he just rested on the bow of the boat. Shi Zhuyi might be bored, but he sat beside him in a similar manner, intentionally or unintentionally, out of the corner of his eye. swept his face.

Shi Yanwen remained silent and let him look at her.

He was thinking about Su Zhenzhen, at this moment, Su Zhenzhen should wake up, even if he and Chi Luan searched for him, it would be too late.

In fact, he misses Su Zhenzhen's current appearance very much. He is modest, gentle and elegant, unpredictable and majestic, but he has never seen Su Zhenzhen in this appearance, so he can't help it...

Always give yourself an ending without regrets, and he really has no regrets, it's just...

Shi Yanwen tilted her head slightly, looking at the unreachable distance, the two water waves passing by the boat were like flipping fish fins, they all looked the same everywhere on the sea, because they all looked the same, so they couldn't tell where to go How long have you been, how far have you traveled.

"It seems to be far away from suffering, isn't it?"

"Well," Shi Zhiyi looked at him and looked up at the sky, "There is such a little distance, I guess Su really can't catch up."

"...Don't Zhengyi like him? He is a very good person."

Shi Zhongyi was noncommittal.

Shi Yanwen lowered her eyes and said, "Dad has been safe and sound for the past 12 years, thanks to him."

Shi Zhongyi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Didn't he already take the 'reward'?"

"'remuneration'?"

"Is not it?"

"..."

Shi Zhiyi sat for a while, and when he was about to accelerate the boat again, Shi Yanwen suddenly grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing—"

"sit down!"

Hull earthquake.

Shi Zhiyi's body was unstable, Shi Yanwen's eyes flashed fiercely, and he pulled Shi Zhiyi into his arms, turning his majestic strength into a powerful palm, and blasted fiercely into the water.The water waterfall hangs upside down, and retreats after being devoured by the shock. Shi Yanwen smashed his palm again to drive the boat, and the boat stopped like an arrow from the string.

On the other side of the water waterfall, the drenched elf wiped off the sea water on his face, frowned, the soles of his shoes flashed, slipped into the sea again, and quietly caught up.

It seems that Shi Yanwen hasn't used Chunyang Palm for a long time, or in other words, he hasn't really fought for a long time, but the talent for fighting has already been deeply rooted in his body.

The person coming was not dangerous, and the move was only for probing, but it was this probing that made Shi Yanwen's intuition wrong.But before, he traveled safely from Tianbohaomiao to the seaside, perhaps this person has not found his trace, or found his trace, but for some reason, he only followed secretly without doing anything.

strangeness.

If you play tricks, you must have a plan.

He thought it was Su Zhenzhen, or anyone in Fudo City, because that person had no murderous intent, and his gaze was rather complicated. If it was them, Shi Yanwen couldn't hold back, they were too strong, Shi Yanwen couldn't be sure about himself Can you deal with them.So he used Chunyang Palm without hesitation, and didn't even give Shi Zhiyi time to react.

But if they were really them, why didn't they just come out and stop them?

"Zhengyi, that person is acting a little weird. When you arrive on the island tomorrow, you go directly to the island to form an army as I said. I have to go outside to see where this person came from."

"..."

"Justice?"

"..."

Shi Zhongyi never answered.

Shi Yanwen's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly turned her head to look, but saw Shi Zhongyi looked at him expressionlessly, as if being tapped on an acupuncture point, without any movement.

"... Let me say," Shi Zhuangyi said after a while, "Don't you think you're about to crush my bones?"

Shi Yanwen reacted for a moment, let go quickly, and said awkwardly: "Sorry, I was in a hurry."

Shi Zhiyi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Hey, do you know who is in front of you?"

Shi Yanwen blinked twice for no reason: "My son."

"...Ask you again, who am I?"

"my son."

"..."

"Ask a thousand times again, and the answer is the same, righteousness."

The veins on Shi Zhiyi's forehead twitched, his face was blushing strangely, and he roared fiercely, "You said that I am your son with a face that is younger than mine, are you ashamed or shameless!? Ah?!"

Shi Yanwen's expression was slightly restrained, the bitterness of separation was greatly relieved by this series of changes, and he said, "Then what does Zhengyi want to say?"

"I want to say..."

...What am I trying to say?

Shi Yanwen smiled slightly: "Since I have nothing to say, I'd better go on my way." After saying that, she turned around and started to drive the boat away again.

Shi Zhongyi was stunned for a long time, then hummed softly, leaning against the side of the boat and humming an unknown tune, Shi Yanwen looked back at the sound, and chuckled dumbly.

At least in this boundless sea, he is not alone.