Tiansheng 15 years

The clouds disperse and gather again, and the evening wind in summer brings cool and refreshing heat.Liang Feiqin leaned on the pillars outside the main peak hall, counting the stone bricks on the square in front of the hall with his eyes.

One thousand one thousand one hundred and one hundred yuan, why hasn't Luo Yang come out yet!110 yuan, why hasn't Luo Yang come out yet!

Waiting and waiting, counting and counting, when he counted for the second time, Luo Yang came out from the hall.

He didn't seem to be surprised that Liang Feiqin was waiting for him outside the palace, and came straight to him as soon as he left the palace gate, with a rare confusion on his face.

"What's the matter?" he asked, standing up straight and moving his stiff back along the way.

Luo Yang said: "I will move to Yueluo Peak tomorrow."

tomorrow?He said anxiously: "No way. Didn't you say next year? Besides, isn't there nothing in Yueluo Peak? You move tomorrow, how do you live?"

"The owner of the mountain has sent someone to arrange it." He looked at Liang Feiqin, and returned to his usual calm and calm, as if his words had given him great encouragement.

"So, you're moving out tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Liang Feiqin turned around unacceptably, turned his back to him, and said after a long time, "Come with me for a drink at the bar tonight. Don't refuse, this will be the first time and the last time."

"Okay." Luo Yang answered very simply.

"Then tonight at the beginning of Haishi, I'll wait for you on the terrace of Tongtian Pavilion, don't... be late." Then he disappeared in front of Luo Yang in a blink of an eye.

"Don't be late? Why don't you not come?" Luo Yang smiled wryly and disappeared in an instant.

Liang Feiqin returned to his palace, first smashed everything in the palace, left a mess to the maid, then rummaged through all the boxes in the warehouse, and refused help impatiently, finally stopped in front of a bookcase.

Don't panic, don't panic.You have to figure out what you want to do, instead of wasting time aimlessly here.

His fingertips dug into the wood, and the tingling pain slowly calmed his mind down.He swept around the warehouse, recruited someone to clean it up, and took a small wooden box on the shelf by the door by himself and left in a calm manner.

"What's wrong with the third son?"

"I don't know, it's so scary!"

"That's right! I don't know who made him angry."

"Who else could it be, isn't it Luo..."

"Shut up, shut up. Do you want to be punished?"

"Shh, clean up, clean up, don't be idle."

In the hall, the maids were busy going in and out. Liang Feiqin didn't want to disturb him. After he went to the wine cellar to pick up dozens of bottles of wine and put them away, he struggled for a while, then sighed and walked to the back of the hall.

This is the end of the matter, there is no going back.Forever, no complaints or regrets.

"My lord, your letter." The maid Cong Yun hurried over and handed him a letter.

Liang Feiqin asked casually, "Who gave it to you?"

Cong Yun replied: "He is a young disciple under the elder's sect."

"Oh, is anyone gone?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting for your reply."

reply?Liang Feiqin opened the letter in twos and read it at a glance. He had a general understanding in his heart, so he said to Cong Yun: "Just say that I know about it, and I will visit the elder tomorrow night."

"Yes, slave, go here."

"By the way, you don't have to stay here tonight, I have something to do."

something?What's the matter?Although Cong Yun was puzzled, he obediently agreed, and left in the same hurry as when he came.

The waning moon hangs in the sky, and the stars are sparse.On the terrace of Tongtenkaku, the smell of alcohol was overwhelming, and the aroma of the wine was intoxicating.

"Bang, boom."

This is what Luo Yang saw when he arrived on time at the beginning of Haishi.Although he was displeased, he didn't say anything. He found an empty place to sit down and quietly watched Liang Feiqin drink.

From the age of 13 to the present year, nearly 20 years have passed.The young man in front of him has grown from a child to a crown, and the originally weak and immature figure has grown into the calm and reliable figure he is now.The cultivation base has also gone from nothing to the peak of the foundation building period.Time flies, and now even if he is reluctant to part with it, it is time to leave.

It's just that worry and heartache are fermenting silently in the chest cavity unstoppable.

He wanted to tell him not to drink anymore, he also wanted to say goodbye to him, and he even wanted to say what he never dared to say.But in the end, he didn't say anything, and chose to watch him drink quietly.

"Luo Yang, sometimes I really hate you." The wine made me even more worried.Liang Feiqin is not worried at the moment, only the deep-seated hatred is brewing in his chest.

Luo Yang asked: "What do you hate me for?"

I hate you for not liking me, and I hate myself for liking you even more.Liang Feiqin hiccupped and said slowly, "The first time I saw you, you stared at me. I was only five years old at that time, five years old!" The accuser pointed at the person, his eyes erratic.

Luo Yang didn't decide for a moment whether to refute the fact that he didn't stare at him, or to ask him if he was drunk, so he heard his words of accusation.

"Six years old, I didn't want to go to school, but you snatched me from Shigong to the school." Along the way, he wailed and howled, threatened and begged for mercy, but it was useless, so he was taken away to the school.

Luo Yang said: "Skipping class is wrong."

As soon as the parting was imminent, he was no longer stingy with words, but the words he said were still not pleasant to listen to.

Liang Feiqin asked back: "Then you were right to slip me over?"

"Yes."

Liang Feiqin looked at him speechlessly, and said, "You are unreasonable." He raised his hand and finished off another jar of fine wine.

Luo Yang looked at the dozen or so empty jars around him and was speechless.Didn't you want me to drink with you?Why is it like watching you drink.

"Seven years old, I just drank a glass of fruit wine, and you just ignored me for three days."

Luo Yang said: "Did you just drink a glass of wine?"

"Uh, I didn't do it on purpose." Liang Feiqin patted the wine jar in distress, and suddenly said with great interest: "After I smashed the wine jar of the uncle, the uncle swore to never make wine again and concentrate on cultivation Well, isn't that a good thing?"

Luo Yang asked back: "Do you really think so?"

Liang Feiqin felt guilty for a moment, but soon said confidently: "Of course, otherwise it could be something else." Guilty, he hugged the altar and poured wine.

"Eight years old, I was fighting with my senior brother, why didn't you take my side?" Liang Feiqin asked.

"You're not doing it right."

"Then senior brother did the right thing?"

"He's not right either." So two people were punished together.

"Nine years old, nine years old? Let me think about it." Holding the wine jar, smelling the aroma of the wine, he swayed from side to side in a daze, and asked, "What happened to nine years old?"

"It was an uneventful year."

"No, no." Liang Feiqin shook his head frantically, and said, "Although I drank a lot, I'm not stupid. I know that something happened that year that made me very angry, very angry." Words To be wronged, must be wronged.

He blinked, brewing a little moisture, and he said weakly: "It has something to do with father, right? Did he come back that year? Otherwise, you wouldn't say that nothing happened. His return makes you happy, right?" Squeezing out a tear, he felt that the time to pour Luoyang wine was almost up.

"I am really happy to see the peak master, but my subordinates are also happy for you."

"Why?" Happy for me?What am I happy about?Liang Feiqin looked at him suspiciously, puzzled.

"You may not remember, but you still wanted to meet the peak master when you were a child." After all, which child doesn't love his father. "You also missed the peak master at that time, but as time passed, you became more and more disappointed and didn't want it anymore."

At that time because when I was a child, I believed what the teacher said, and believed that he only left the three brothers and sisters to the teacher because he was busy.Later, when I grow up, I will see clearly.It's not that Liang Xuanjing is too busy to raise three siblings, but simply doesn't want to.Knowing this fact, he also gave up. By the way, he also saw clearly the fact that his brothers and sisters had given up a long time ago.

He couldn't tell Luo Yang the above things, he knew how important his father was to him, so he didn't need to say anything.He just said melancholy: "You also know that I am disappointed!"

"There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. Luo Yang, do you know?" With tears in his eyes, he wept, "I knew my brothers and sisters would come, and I knew he wouldn't. But even so, before we come back, I still hoped that he would come, even if he didn't mainly look at me, but he didn't. He was busy taking care of my little sister, and he didn't think about me at all." Tears fell in strings, and he showed the original grievance very.

Luo Yang leaned over, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and comforted softly: "Don't cry, you still have the eldest son and the second lady, they are here." Because he knew that, he couldn't persuade Liang Feiqin to talk to Liang. Peak Master changed his attitude.

"But I have no face to see them. Big brothers and sisters lent me people, but I can't even return them the whole body." Sure enough, Luo Yang's expression changed.

He sniffled aggrievedly, turned his head to continue drinking, and when he finished drinking, he took another jug, flicking his sleeve, a small bottle of wine jug rolled towards Luo Yang.

"Young master is not the only one who has no face." Luo Yang sighed, raised his hand to stop the wine jar from rolling towards him.

"Well, what?" Liang Feiqin looked at him suspiciously and then at the wine jar beside him, as if enlightened: "Oh, you want to drink? You drink, I won't charge you anyway."

Luo Yang, who didn't intend to drink, was speechless for a while, and opened the altar to drink.It's just a small bottle, so I shouldn't be drunk!Luo Yang, who hadn't had a few drinks, thought so.

Liang Feiqin, who seemed to be concentrating on drinking, heard that Luo Yang seemed to have finished his drink. When he looked up, he met a pair of slightly confused eyes.

He threw away the wine jar in his hand, chuckled lightly, and asked, "Luo Yang, are you drunk?"

no response!

No response is the best response.

Liang Feiqin laughed, leaned in front of Luo Yang, and said in a low voice, "You have fallen into my hands." He leaned over and hugged him, apologetically saying, "For the last time, I won't see you in this life until tomorrow."

I hope you will wait for a long time, good news and good words will be given away.

"This means let me wait for him to come back, and then..." Does it mean to agree or not?Liang Feiqin was lying on the soft bed, holding a small note with one hand supporting his face and the other.

He read the eleven short words no less than a dozen times, and still felt that he was hallucinating from exhaustion, but the clear texture of his fingertips reminded him that this was not a dream.

"Mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and there is another village." I thought that there was an abyss ahead, but I didn't expect that there was a bridge over the abyss.Although the bridge is rickety, it is above the abyss, allowing those who would otherwise fall to live temporarily.

"I hope you have been waiting for a long time, good news and good words will be given away." I don't know if your answer will be good news or good words?