startled autumn

On the first day Fang Hezi came to Yancheng, she came and went in a hurry like a swan flying by.

Shen Zhiqiu took the white deer he had left behind, but didn't look for him.

After learning about this, Mi Lin patted him on the shoulder angrily: "You deserve to have no friends. It's so obvious that you didn't hug his thigh to keep him. I think Yancheng will sooner or later over."

Shen Zhiqiu panicked: "Is that so?"

Mi Lin carefully analyzed it for him: "He competed with you and commented on you a lot, and in the end he even left the deer to you, and he stretched out his leg brightly like this, but you didn't hug him, alas, I'm sorry You are disappointed."

Shen Zhiqiu was not ashamed to ask: "How can I remedy it?"

Mi Lin: "It's too late to hug your thigh, go and try to be friends with him."

The next day, Shen Zhiqiu led a white deer to find Fang Hezi who was staying at the Yancheng Inn.

Fang Hezi sat sideways on the window, he was not tall, his right foot rested lightly on the edge of the frame, his left foot was hanging in the air, it looked very dangerous, but he held a steady posture with a light smile.

"I think I saw you yesterday."

These words were extremely disrespectful, but Shen Zhiqiu didn't feel any difference, and reported his family name sternly: "I am Shen Zhiqiu, the lord of Yan City, and I was taught by Mr. Fang yesterday."

Fang Hezi: "Oh, so it's you." After a pause, "What are you doing here?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Come be friends with Mr. Fang."

Fang Hezi smiled and said, "What if I don't want to?"

Shen Zhiqiu thought for a while, and hugged the shivering white deer beside him: "You will lose your deer."

Fang Hezi: "..."

Shen Zhiqiu looked at him expectantly.

Suddenly, Fang Hezi's eyes curved slightly, full of smiles: "Forget it, put away your eyes, you look at me like this, I can only agree."

When Shen Zhiqiu heard the words, he quickly closed his eyes.

Seeing his stupidity, Fang Hezi deliberately said, "I'm not talking about you."

Shen Zhiqiu quickly opened his eyes again, but saw that Fang Hezi had already approached him, and put his hands in front of the white deer, and finally realized that Fang Hezi was talking about the deer just now, but he was acting affectionate, and his expression couldn't help but Regret up.

Seeing him like this, Fang Hezi smiled even more heartily.

After the two got acquainted, they hit it off very much, Fang Hezi took Shen Zhiqiu to pick all the small sects around Yancheng, Shen Zhiqiu was very puzzled, but Fang Hezi said it was for his own good.

"My friend of Fang Hezi will naturally be the head of the largest sect outside the customs." Fang Hezi persuaded him, "Don't you want to make Yancheng great?"

Shen Zhiqiu said honestly, "It's good that Yancheng is like this."

Fang Hezi gave him a gouged look: "Forget it, I think what Mi Lin said is right, Yancheng is in your hands, and it will be over sooner or later, so let me help you more."

Shen Zhiqiu suggested that Fang Hezi be the deputy city lord, and under the leadership of Fang Hezi, Yancheng forcibly annexed many weak small sects and expanded at an extremely fast speed.

Fang Hezi also took advantage of the opportunity to live in Shen's house.

The two practiced swords during the day and talked at night.Shen Zhiqiu has never been out of Yancheng in his life. Whenever he hears strange stories from various places from Fang Hezi, he always sighs in his heart that his friend is really well-informed. Although he is only 15 years old, he has already traveled all over famous mountains and rivers. Seeing the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, he admired him endlessly.

Shen Zhiqiu once asked about Hezhou, and Fang Hezi also knew everything: "Hezhou is a fairy mountain. There is a spring on the mountain. Every night, gold flows into the moon. The spring water merges into a cold pool, and there are rare plants on the side. , and the crane can speak human words..."

Shen Zhiqiu wondered: "Is there such a fairyland in the world?"

Fang Hezi smiled lightly: "My master can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, but I am far behind him."

Shen Zhiqiu looked at him intently: "You are already very good."

Fang Hezi followed his gaze and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to Hezhou?"

When he said this, Fang Hezi's side face was bathed in the moonlight, and the outline was glowing, like a fairy in a painting.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Think."

Fang Hezi asked: "Why?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "That's your hometown, you are my friend."

Fang Hezi was a little surprised: "...I thought you wanted to learn swords."

Shen Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed: "I am not, I just want to learn swords all day..."

Fang Hezi teased him: "Then what else are you thinking about?"

Shen Zhiqiu spoke bluntly: "I miss you too."

Fang Hezi blushed when he answered the words like this. After a while, she didn't know what to think, and her eyes flickered.

Shen Zhiqiu naturally didn't know the turmoil in Fang Hezi's heart, let alone how shocking he said just now, but hesitantly asked: "Mr. Fang, when are you going back to Hezhou?"

Fang Hezi deliberately changed the topic: "Who is Mr. Fang?"

Shen Zhiqiu said in a daze, "Mr. Fang is you..."

"Think about it carefully." Fang Hezi raised his eyebrows pretending to be annoyed: "Are you also called Mi Lin Zuo Mi?"

Shen Zhiqiu didn't understand why he suddenly made an attack, so he could only explain honestly: "Of course not."

Fang Hezi: "You know how to address him, but you don't know how to address me?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Mi Lin taught me this, but I feel that calling you that way doesn't respect you."

Fang Hezi: "Since we are friends, there is nothing wrong with getting closer to each other."

Shen Zhiqiu: "...Okay."

Fang Hezi cast him an encouraging look.

Shen Zhiqiu: "Fang Yingjun, a handsome and talented boy from heaven and earth."

Fang Hezi: "..."

Shen Zhiqiu sighed: "I didn't expect you to like others to call you like that."

"Forget it." Fang Hezi caressed his forehead, and after a while he took a deep look at Shen Zhiqiu, "Well, you can call me Shiwu from now on."

Shen Zhiqiu asked: "Fifteen, are you ranked fifteen?"

Fang Hezi shook his head and showed a very faint smile: "I was 15 years old when I met you. If I accidentally forget it in the future, you can remind me when you call this name."

Shen Zhiqiu was just wondering at the time why Fang Hezi was afraid that he would forget their acquaintance, but later he realized that Fang Hezi was afraid that he would forget because he was fifteen years old.

The wind in Yancheng became more and more chilly, and Shen Zhiqiu was in it, but he didn't notice it until He Li's arrival.

He Li is a wandering knight in the rivers and lakes. When he first arrived in Yancheng, he specified that he wanted to visit Fang Hezi, the deputy city lord. .

But Fang Hezi only saw this one, and he saw it alone.

The two talked for a long time.

When He Li pushed the door and walked out, he happened to meet Shen Zhiqiu who was waiting outside the door.

Shen Zhiqiu has always been kind and kind, but at this moment he somehow didn't want to say anything to He Li. Fortunately, he was self-controlled enough, so he soon came to his senses and nodded slightly to He Li, which was not considered rude.

He Li returned the gift, and Shen Zhiqiu had something to ask Fang Hezi, so he didn't exchange greetings with him. He passed by He Li and walked to Fang Hezi's room. Who knew that the moment he passed by, He Li said lightly:

"Be careful with Fang Hezi."

Shen Zhiqiu turned around very quickly to stop him, but He Li's movements were even faster, and Shen Zhiqiu couldn't touch his sleeve even after changing his posture a few times.

Shen Zhiqiu stared at him vigilantly, and asked, "What do you mean?"

He Li smiled slightly, and answered the irrelevant question: "Have you ever been to Hezhou?" He didn't wait for Shen Zhiqiu's answer, and continued, "I've been."

He left such a sentence vaguely, and walked away, leaving Shen Zhiqiu alone in confusion.

Shen Zhiqiu thought that he and Fang Hezi had nothing to say, and this time was no exception. As soon as he entered the door, he told everything He Li had said. Fang Hezi laughed when he heard it, as if he had heard something terrible. Joke: "He can also go to Hezhou? You just listen to his nonsense, this man is not upright, maybe he wants to drive us apart."

Shen Zhiqiu hesitated for a while, but still asked: "Then why are you willing to see him?"

Fang Hezi: "He Li is quite well-known in Jianghu. Now that I am in charge of Yancheng, naturally I can't keep everyone out."

What he said was a bit suspicious, but because it was Fang Hezi, Shen Zhiqiu did not doubt him, and just nodded repeatedly: "You are right."

Seeing how docile he was, Fang Hezi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I only have you as a friend in Yancheng."

Shen Zhiqiu was told what was on his mind, but he was too embarrassed to admit it generously, so he could only lower his head shyly: "What worries me is that He Li seems to be hostile to you, not worried...I don't worry about this."

Fang Hezi: "Which one?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "No... I think you only practice swords with me."

Obviously it was Fang Hezi who teased him first, but he was the one who was choked back every time. What was different was that this time Fang Hezi stopped talking, just stared at Shen Zhiqiu quietly, and reached out to caress him uncontrollably. Between his eyebrows, Shen Zhiqiu didn't know what he was going to do, so he subconsciously avoided his face, Fang Hezi's hand was hanging in the air in embarrassment.

Shen Zhiqiu: "?"

Seeing his clear eyes, Fang Hezi knew that he didn't understand anything, so she just smiled and lowered her hands.And Shen Zhiqiu still didn't know where Fang Hezi's fingertips were going to caress at that time, but he vaguely felt that it was a very important matter.

It's a pity that before Shen Zhiqiu could ask, Fang Hezi cleared his throat, and asked casually as if deliberately changing the subject: "By the way, I've finished reading the book you borrowed from me. Do you have any other books?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Last time you said that you were interested in some letters and thoughts left by my father, and I have lent you all of them."

Fang Hezi smiled and said: "My father has unique insights, so I naturally want to read more." After a pause, "So, did he leave you only these texts?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Yes."

Fang Hezi murmured, "Think about it again?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "If I really want to say it, I still have a sword."

A gleam flashed in Fang Hezi's eyes: "Sword?"

Shen Zhiqiu nodded and said: "This sword is named 'Fengqiu'. My father once thought about burying my mother with this sword, but it was never done afterward. It has been kept in my possession."

Fang Hezi: "Why is it called 'Fengqiu'?"

Shen Zhiqiu sighed: "That's my mother's boudoir name before she got married."

Fang Hezi: "Can I take a look at it with the sword?"

Shen Zhiqiu hesitated for a while, but still couldn't meet the other party's gaze: "...you come with me."

Every autumn sword.

Every autumn, Shen Jianxing.

His father had a bad temper and was a complete prodigal son, but he willingly stayed in Yancheng because of his mother, and left Yancheng sadly because of his mother.

When Shen Zhiqiu took out the Fengqiu sword from his father's study room, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, the old days seemed to reappear, his voice and smile were in front of his eyes, those were his mother's eyes, and when he smiled, he bent into a bridge, extremely kind and true.

Feng Qiujian looked very ordinary.

The scabbard, blade, and tassel are all featureless.

But Fang Hezi still drew his sword and looked at it for a long time before returning the sword.

Shen Zhiqiu: "What's so special?" You have watched it for so long.

Fang Hezi looked natural, and said with a smile: "No, I just think that since this sword is so meaningful, it would be a pity to get dusty. You don't have a special weapon at hand now, why don't you try to use it?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Me?"

Fang Hezi: "Since your father didn't explain the whereabouts of this sword alone, you must have disposed of it. I just saw that the weight and length of this sword are very suitable for you. If you can practice martial arts with it, it can be regarded as allowing your mother to accompany you all the time. "

Shen Zhiqiu held the Fengqiu sword in his hand, and was moved for a moment.

From then on, Shen Zhiqiu took the Fengqiu Sword with him and made it into a sabre.

Not long after, it was Shen Zhiqiu's birthday. This time, he had a very lonely birthday. Ji Zhao moved, Mi Lin went out, and You Ming stayed at home with his little apprentice. Fortunately, Fang Hezi lived in Shen's house. His birthday added a little popularity.

The only unpleasant thing was that He Li also came to give a congratulatory gift.

He Li put down the congratulatory gift, glanced at Fang Hezi, and left.

Shen Zhiqiu: "..." What does his look mean?

Fang Hezi smiled and said, "You hate He Li so much?"

Shen Zhiqiu was shocked by his words again: "?"

Fang Hezi laughed loudly: "You look in your eyes, you want him to leave early, of course He Li can see it, and I get along with you day and night, why don't you know what you are thinking?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "It's not necessary for him to leave immediately."

Fang Hezi wondered: "Really?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "...You can also say a few more words before leaving." For example, hello and goodbye.

Fang Hezi was amused by him and smiled very heartily. Seeing how happy he was, Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help showing a shallow smile.After Fang Hezi finally finished laughing, the two had a birthday meal together. After the meal, Fang Hezi rolled up his sleeves and said that he would inscribe his birthday.

It is better to say that it is an inscription than a letter.

The beginning is my friend Zhiqiu, and the words are like meeting each other. In the middle, I wrote a lot of blessings, but at the end, I left only a few signatures.

Fang Hezi's handwriting is extremely fluent, gorgeous but not extravagant, Shen Zhiqiu looked at it carefully three times, then folded it and put it in a brocade box, intending to keep it well, Fang Hezi was very satisfied seeing him as a treasure.

Shen Zhiqiu thanked: "Thank you."

Fang Hezi waved his hands, and said the sentence in the letter: "If you have a friend like this, you will live up to your age."

At that time, Shen Zhiqiu didn't know that ten years later, he would have a chance to see this handwriting again. At that time, Chunqiu thanked her early, and Acacia changed people.

Now Shen Zhiqiu can only vaguely remember that the day when he broke up with Fang Hezi ten years ago, the weather was probably not bad.

At that time, he was playing outside the city with Fang Hezi, when he received a message from Yancheng, saying that Mi Lin had returned and asked him to come back quickly.Shen Zhiqiu was naturally very pleasantly surprised, so he pulled Fang Hezi and ran back.

Who knew that as soon as they entered the city, they encountered three extremely sharp swords.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't remember the faces of those three people, but he only remembered that they were wearing crane cloaks, and their figures were like lightning when they used their swords, so he and Fang Hezi could only try their best to parry, let alone counterattack with extra strength, while everyone in the city was just watching, No one reached out to help.

Then he heard He Li's voice: "Don't hurt Shen Zhiqiu's life."

Those three people really avoided Shen Zhiqiu and just went to catch Fang Hezi.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Shen Zhiqiu suddenly turned to He Li, drew his sword and left.

He Li stood there calmly, without saying a word, letting the sword point at his neck.

Seeing that Fang Hezi was about to lose his hold, Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel anxious, and pressed the blade of the sword against He Li's side neck, and said again: "Let Fang Hezi go!"

At this moment, He Li suddenly got into trouble, stepped forward sideways, and hit Shen Zhiqiu's wrist holding the sword with his hand like a flash of lightning. Feng Qiu's sword fell in response to this, and He Li held it in his hand very quickly. !

He Li's movements were extremely fast, he grasped the Feng Qiu sword and rushed forward, the tip of the sword was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, pointing directly at Fang Hezi's chest.

Fang Hezi's pupils constricted, as if being attacked by He Li's aura, his body was delayed for a moment, and the point of the sword was about to stab him, but at the very moment, a hand rushed over and grabbed the blade.

It was Shen Zhiqiu.

Fang Hezi never knew that Shen Zhiqiu was so fast that he could even catch He Li's sword.

As for that hand, Fang Hezi had seen it holding a sword countless times, but never once, it was so bloodstained that it shocked him.

He Li was also very shocked, he let go of the sword, and Feng Qiu's sword fell into Shen Zhiqiu's hand again.

Shen Zhiqiu switched to holding the sword in his left hand, and protected Fang Hezi behind him. He pursed his lips tightly, very alert.

Seeing him like this, He Li couldn't help but get angry: "You think he's really Fang Hezi? Are you just protecting a liar like this?"

Sensing Fang Hezi behind him, Shen Zhiqiu gently clenched his clothes on the back, and said, "He is my friend, not a liar."

He Li sneered and said: "He pretended to be Fang Hezi's name to deceive..."

Shen Zhiqiu said stubbornly: "He didn't lie to me." After a pause, "You let him go."

He Li: "Don't even think about it!"

Those three people also held their swords at the side and faced each other.

Shen Zhiqiu said flatly: "Let him go, I can give you my life."

He Li laughed angrily when he heard him say this: "You are so sorry for this liar, so you can see that he has pleaded for you before? Forget it, you are going to die yourself, I can't stop you!"

Although the three of them looked disapproving, He Li insisted on letting them go, so Shen Zhiqiu finally took Fang Hezi out of the city.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at a peach blossom forest.

Shen Zhiqiu's lips turned pale, Fang Hezi saw this, and advised him to go to the side to bandage the wound, Shen Zhiqiu always listened to him, and the two entered the peach blossom forest.

Shen Zhiqiu's right hand was always hidden in his sleeve. Fang Hezi never knew how badly he was injured. When he really saw the wound on the palm, the dried blood soaked the cuff, and the wound was almost bone-deep, shocking.

Shen Zhiqiu just smiled and said, "I have already stopped the bleeding, so you don't have to worry."

Fang Hezi: "Why don't you want me to worry! You really are..." Fang Hezi's throat was sore, and he couldn't speak for a moment. He lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the Fengqiu sword in Shen Zhiqiu's hand. The scars of the injury were dazzlingly red.

But it's not just the blood that's glaring.

On the Fengqiu sword where Shen Zhiqiu's blood flowed, a special totem suddenly appeared.

It is the color of vermilion, and the pattern of cranes singing for nine days.

Fang Hezi: "...Zhiqiu, show me your sword."

Shen Zhiqiu obediently handed over the sword.

Fang Hezi took the sword, with a look of satisfaction and eagerness in his eyes, and murmured: "So that's how it is..."

Shen Zhiqiu: "What?"

Fang Hezi was originally smiling, but seeing Shen Zhiqiu's pale face, he had no choice but to restrain his smile, and said solemnly: "Zhiqiu, is this the first time you see blood on this sword?"

Shen Zhiqiu nodded: "This is the first time I have seen this pattern, is there something wrong?"

Fang Hezi shook his head, tore off the hem of his clothes, and carefully wiped off Shen Zhiqiu's blood until the totem on the sword was completely blurred. Seeing that he was silent, Shen Zhiqiu could only keep silent.

Fang Hezi put the Fengqiu sword aside, and closed his eyes heavily. After a while of silence, he asked hoarsely, "Zhiqiu, can you promise me something?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "What's the matter?"

Fang Hezi: "I want your Fengqiu Sword."

Shen Zhiqiu wondered: "...This, maybe it won't work."

Fang Hezi looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to put him in her pupils, and begged sadly: "May I exchange a secret with you?"

Shen Zhiqiu didn't know why his expression was sad, but Feng Qiujian was buried with his dead mother, how could he give it away, he could only harden his heart in the end: "I'm sorry."

The thousands of words in Fang Hezi's eyes suddenly met the ice and snow, and disappeared in an instant.

Shen Zhiqiu: "?"

Fang Hezi shook his head: "I'll bandage your wound first."

After tidying up, the two got up and set off again. Shen Zhiqiu took two steps first, but Fang Hezi didn't follow.

Shen Zhiqiu turned around, wanting to ask him what's wrong, but saw Fang Hezi's face covered with frost, looking at him meaningfully.

Shen Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Fifteen, you don't have to be afraid..."

I'm here.

These words were never uttered, because a sword had already stabbed him.

Fang Hezi's sword.