Just near dusk

"The most beautiful thing is the red sunset~~ Warm and calm~~~The sunset blooms late~"

"Whoosh!" Before Ah-Dai could utter the last word, a toothpick brushed past his head, and a piece of emerald green feathers fell.It is a parrot. To be precise, it is a self-respecting and proud parrot. It never does things halfway, and never lowers its noble head in the face of threats.So, after rolling its eyeballs twice, it still shouted the last word in a hoarse, rock-and-roll voice.

The word "花~~~" has a sharp tone and is full of air. The slight shift in the tone is like an arrow hitting Li Wenjia's heart, making him pick up his slippers without hesitation, and move towards the servant Throwing his big head over.

With a bang, the slippers hit the stick held by Ah-Dai's feet. In an instant, the stick circled three times clockwise and then anti-clockwise three times. , already lying down on Jinyuntai.

"Hmph," Li Wenjia was clearly confident about this victory. He glanced at the vulnerable enemy with his feet raised up, and walked around it with a general's demeanor. He walked slowly with his hands behind his back. Walked out towards the door.

It was the setting sun at this time, and the last ray of light was sprinkled generously on the blue mudstone slab. The radiance warmed Li Wenjia's heart, and his footsteps slowed down. He stretched his waist, and suddenly felt extremely comfortable. , the rare hard face showed gentle lines, and even the white stubble that had just emerged became soft.

"Hey, old man Li, how about some loose tea?" Several old men who were drinking tea and playing chess nearby greeted him warmly when they saw him coming.

"No, I'll go and have a look at the shop." Li Wenjia instantly turned into an iceberg face, his brows frowned into the word Chuan, his cheeks bulged into rocks, the light in his eyes was like a lake on a cliff, calm There is a faint anger in the deepness that makes people respectful.

For some reason, he was particularly concerned about age during this period. Li Wenjia never felt that he was old. He practiced martial arts with his father since he was a child. Out-of-season goods, I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, put down a bottle of Erguotou, and still work vigorously, even in winter, go to the river with shirtless to catch fish, and never stop until I catch a basket, such a burly man How can a strong, muscular person grow old easily?

But even though Li Wenjia refused to admit it, he had already realized in his heart that he was no longer young. Although his chest was still strong, his body was still upright, and it was still effortless to carry two buckets of water, getting old was getting old. The protruding white hair reminds that the 55-year-old is only a few seconds away from his sixtieth year.

Speaking of the word Huajia, Li Wenjia couldn't help but associate it with his own name. He was born two months early. His father was afraid that he would not be able to support him, so he asked an old local fortune-teller to name him. .

The master stroked his beard and felt that if he wanted his child to live a long and healthy life, he had to find something that could represent longevity and name it.

His father rubbed his head and had a flash of inspiration at that time, thinking that Wang Ba lived a long time, so he might as well call his child Li Wangba.

The master was taken aback by his father's casual naming, and immediately advised his father to change it to a more elegant word.

His father also practiced martial arts at a young age, and he really didn't have a few drops of ink in his stomach. After thinking for a long time, he tentatively came up with another name, Li Wugui.

The master thoroughly understood his father's bohemian style, and personally named him, tortoiseshell, thinking that this is the best among tortoises, and it is correct to use this as a guarantee.

His father looked at these two characters and didn't learn how to write them for a long time. He thought that the name Wang Ba was better, and the sum of strokes did not have as many strokes as that of a character.

In desperation, the master had to change the two simple and easy-to-write characters Wenjia, and finally persuaded his father not to let him live most of his life wearing a green hat.

Recalling this incident, Li Wenjia still felt that he had lived up to the name after all. The tortoise king lived for ten thousand years. He had only passed 60 years, and he already felt that time was passing by. If he was alone, he would be so confused. It's no big deal to be alive, but, after all, there is still that kid...

Speaking of that kid, Li Wenjia's heart of such a tough guy suddenly became sentimental, which just corresponded to the words that had already been flooded in TV dramas.

On the first day when XX left, I missed him.

The day after XX left, I missed him.

On the third day after XX left, I still miss him.

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Not only can you not imagine that a man who is 1.8 meters five and looks like a future with a sword has such pretentious ideas, even Li Wenjia, he didn't expect that one day, he would be like an ancient girlfriend, lying on the window, looking at Jiangtou, looking forward to the arrival of a person every day.

Even though that person was a whole round younger than him, 12 years.

12 years, when Li Wenjia met him at the age of 30, he never felt that these 12 years were far away. When he was 40 years old, he didn’t think there was any problem with the age difference. Still old and strong, majestic.

But when he saw that he was not far from sixty, Li Wenjia felt more and more powerless. In his turbulent life in the past, he had encountered countless setbacks, but this man had never bent his waist, but just as Everything can't refuse the coming of spring and the winter solstice. Although he still has the spirit of bleeding but not crying, those wrinkles and strands of white hair have quietly changed him.

Since ancient times, the beauty has sighed for twilight, and the hero is not allowed to see the white head.

It is rare for Li Wenjia to think of the few lines of poems he knows. The passage of time is always sad, but Li Wenjia is by no means a delicate person. He remembered that he was still alive and kicking when he was almost 80 years old, and he could still beat him with a cane The old father felt that time was not impeccable. He thought that he would live to be more than 80, and that boy was already in his 60s. They both became two old men, so naturally there was no age gap.

Thinking of this, Li Wenjia's mood suddenly brightened again. With his hands behind his back, he paced and walked leisurely on the blue mudstone slab with only a little afterglow.He hummed unconsciously.

"The most beautiful thing is the red sunset~~ Warm and calm~~ The sunset is a flower that blooms late~~ The sunset is an old wine~~"

Well, still out of tune.