Ruan Shutong

Feixue was leaning against the window of the tea house, bored and Lai Qiubo secretly beckoning bees and butterflies.With a murderous look, I rushed in with a chicken coop on my head, held up the chair in front of him, and smashed Feixue on the head.

Feixue dodged deftly, but I couldn't hold back my strength, I only heard a "click" and my waist flashed.

I turned my head, tried my best to stare at my swollen eyes, and showed a fierce light on Feixue, grinding my white teeth.

Feixue exclaimed: "Shutong, who is so frantic and ruined your beautiful face?"

I was already furious, but when I heard this, my brain was even more deprived of oxygen.I rushed over, grabbed Feixue's neck and said: "Such insidious schemes, such vicious methods, how dare you call me a prostitute? Okay, I will show you prostitution today. Save the burden for nothing Such a good name."

Feixue blushed because of the expansion of my blood vessels, but she was not annoyed, instead she said shyly: "Shutong is so bold and unrestrained, she is really ashamed to do this in front of everyone."

The people in the teahouse scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, empty and lonely, desolate and desolate.In response to the sentence that birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people in thousands of paths disappear.

Not far away, the chef was waving a large kitchen knife back and forth, sharpening it.

The corners of my mouth started to twitch, and he was amused by him, and then I said: "Since the farewell that day, Yifei's graceful and graceful figure has lingered in my mind, and I will never forget it, making me sick from longing, unable to eat during the day, and unable to sleep at night."

Feixue reached out and poked the orchid flower finger on my cheek: "It's dead! I hate it."

I vomited a mouthful of blood and died.

The storyteller Xingmu patted: "It's said that the moon was dark and the wind was high that day, and I couldn't see my fingers."

I wiped the bruises at the corners of my eyes with a tea egg.

"Miss Yan and the maid hurried on their way in disguise. But at this moment, a gangster rushed out, holding a three-foot sword in his hand. The gangster was eight feet four inches long, covered in rough iron skin, with a thick back and waist, and his eyes were as red as red. Blood-stained, furious hair clanging like an iron brush, blue-faced and fangs like a ghost, ferocious and terrifying like a yaksha, seeing Ms. Yan's twenty-eight years old, beautiful face and beautiful face, she suddenly became lustful and wanted to do something wrong."

I:"......"

Feixue: "..."

Damn, I jumped up against the table, and as soon as I rolled up my sleeves, I was about to lift the table and rush out to be hugged by Feixue.

Feixue said: "Don't be angry, the story needs it, the story needs it."

I tried to calm my fragile glass heart and hypnotized myself: Impulse is the devil, calm down, calm down.

"Seeing that the tragedy in the world is about to be staged, and the reputation of the lady in the boudoir is about to be destroyed by the villains, why don't you make people feel sad and sad~~~~ It's too late, but it's too soon, but I saw a person falling from the sky Falling, like timely rain falling in front of Ms. Yan, her face is like a crown of jade, her body is magnificent, just like the so-called perfect couple."

There was another sound of awakening, which shocked everyone: "This is exactly how Qianjin Yeyu Caihua was lucky enough to be helped by a righteous hero, who caught the head and bravely captured the villain, and finally returned home with the beautiful woman."

Tsk tsk, it turns out that this matter has already been spread as a good story in the capital, and the speed of public opinion is really unusual.It’s just that in this story, I’m the rogue, scum, and scum of society that everyone shouts and beats.

But it is said that after being rescued by Wu Qing, Second Ms. Yan lamented his heroic spirit and secretly promised Wu Catcher, and she was dead set.A marriage has been fulfilled, and I am not wronged as a dragon set emperor.

So, Wu Tutou got married, so I went to the wedding with a thick face.

Feixue glanced sideways: "It's an eyesore."

I touched the panda eyes that hadn't subsided, and I retorted, I firmly believe that I am a beauty, a beauty with a sign, even if my face is full of scars and redness, I am still a beauty, big deal, I am a beauty An imperfect beauty, a crippled beauty, a beauty who abandons her arms to fulfill the broken beauty like Venus, is fundamentally different from the group of passers-by on the secular street.

Feixue jumped up and punched me on the nose. In an instant, nosebleeds flew everywhere, forming a tripartite confrontation with the two panda eyes.

I bent down and covered my nose, then raised my eyes and saw Feixue Aojiao turned and left.

I once again judged that the child's behavior pattern was unpredictable, and he must be schizophrenic.

I went in the end, not because I didn't care about Wu Tutou's drink, but because I was afraid that Feixue, a child with a weak will, would be bad if he did something that would affect the spiritual civilization of the ancient people, so I had to watch he.

Wu Tutou was dressed in a bright red groom's attire, his face was radiant and energetic, and every strand of his hair shone with happiness.I saw him coming over with a glass of wine in his eyes.To say that he is also a handsome guy, like Feixue, his eyes are slightly raised, and he has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, but he is a little softer, and he is still slightly inferior to my young master Xie's demeanor back then.

I took Feixue's shoulders and separated the two to prevent violence.Taking the wine handed over by Wu Qing, he smiled brightly: "Congratulations."

Wu Qing was surprised: "Ruan Shutong?"

I continued to laugh: "Captain Wu has a good memory. I was wrongly sentenced in the death row and I still haven't thanked the chief for taking care of me." I emphasized the word "care".

Wu Qing was embarrassed.

I admit that I deliberately embarrass him, because I don't like this kid—I still don't like him despite the matter of Feixue—he values ​​fame and fortune too much, it's not good.But when I think about it this way, I instantly feel the vicissitudes of life. In another world, Xie Yushi used to be like this. He was just a fledgling, and his heart was higher than the sky. He went on a rampage for five buckets of rice. How many poor people, only to climb to the later position.Now through this journey, it has become cold and transparent, with no energy or mood to toss.Forget it, people are not ordinary, fame is what he pursues, what position do I have to say against him, after all, this kind of thing that comes back alive after death is not something that everyone can encounter.

Someone clamored to come over to make a bridal chamber, and everyone hugged Wu Qing and walked into the room.Seeing this scene made me more and more vicissitudes.If it weren't for this accidental time travel, I would probably be a father now.

Before being taken away, Wu Qing patted me on the shoulder and said something very meaningful, which made me feel very nervous.

Wu Qing looked at Feixue meaningfully, then rolled her eyes, looked at me meaningfully, then sighed melancholy, and said meaningfully: "King Xiang has a dream, I wonder if the goddess has no intentions?"

I froze.

Feixue's face changed suddenly.

Wu Qing drank the wine in his glass abruptly, laughed and was surrounded by people and walked away. He didn't forget to remind: "Brother Ruan, as the saying goes, the bystander is clear, when will you, the authority, know? Mountains have trees, trees have branches, and the heart is happy with the king." You don't know, you don't know."

Feixue threw a wine cup over: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and I stood in the wind with a silly face while holding the wine glass in a mess.

Anyway, what Laozi has always been best at is pretending to be a grandson, so let's just pretend to be the end.Not everything can be said on the stage. Sometimes, it is not a good thing to get to the bottom of it. It is better to be confused.Just like when I used to play cards with others, even if I lost, I could start again, but now it’s not so easy, life is not a poker game, if you shuffle the cards, you shuffle the cards, if you make a mistake, you will lose the whole game, and you will end up in embarrassment. not good.

So I continued to laugh with a silly face, and said to Feixue: "Wu Catcher is so poetic."

Feixue frowned and glanced at me, and left.

I sigh, which thunder did I step on again?

The bright moon is like a hook.Influenced by classical literature for so long, I found that I also have profound literary skills, and I can chant to the autumn wind and bright moon, and I can wander freely in the vast and profound literature ocean of our country.For example, now, when I come back from the wedding banquet held by Wu Tutou, I suddenly feel stagnant in my chest, and I have a lot of emotions for a while. I need to express myself in front of the bright moonlight, to prove that I am really a very delicate literati.

I leaned on the railing, holding my pure chin in the shape of a flower bone, looking at the water and the moon.

Feixue came over and watched the water and the moon with me.

I raised my wise eyes, and I was thinking, wondering whether Feixue has a literary accomplishment that can match mine, whether he is qualified enough to talk with me from poetry to philosophy of life for a whole night.

The surface of the lake is sparkling, and the autumn wind is rustling.Worst of all, I only wore a flimsy and coquettish white robe today in order to show off my suave and suave temperament.At this moment, I am standing in the autumn wind, with my clothes fluttering like a hero, but unfortunately, the hero has caught a cold.

Sneeze~~~ I rub my nose.Feixue, if you don't speak, I will probably become a withered and lonely dead leaf in the autumn wind today.

Feixue finally spoke slowly and said, "Do you know who Wu Qing is?"

I didn't quite figure it out, so I just looked at him and waited for the next article.

Feixue hesitated, hesitated, hesitated...

I leaned out to see the moon reflected in the water. The water rippled and divided the moonlight into fine crystals, which were as full as jade and as bright as brocade.

"In fact, he is my brother, my biological brother."

I slipped, turned over and fell into the shimmering crystals, it was bone-piercing!