Wang Yue Han

The lamps and shadows on the Magpie Bridge Stage were shining brightly, the young girls got what they needed, the sound of gongs and drums gradually slowed down, it was the end of the meeting at the Magpie Bridge; Opened the mouth: "Mohan cried because of the wind, maybe she will come back when she understands."; "Why is she crying?";

"Because... I can't ask for it..." The girl's mind, if she knows it will be fruitless, she will naturally persuade her to let it go: "She is young and ignorant, and some things are not worth her persistence, such as meeting Wuxinzhu, why should she be fooled and make a mistake? "; Heartless, heartless, passionate, this bamboo demon, how can it provoke peach blossoms so much?"Yan Ziyao lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "It turns out that this little rabbit fell in love with you."; "Speaking of it, it is considered a bad fate, but it was my fault that I saved her life, but it made the girl's heart spring. "At the end of the song, people left, the magpie bridge was broken, and there were only a few people. Jiang Zihan asked calmly: "Drinking?"

Fireworks burst into colorful splendor in the night sky. Someone placed incense candles by the Qingqing River to worship the heavens and the earth. Xiunv called it: Beg for cleverness; the road at the corner of the street is still the same as before, there is no red light for ten miles, and pedestrians will inevitably feel a little dark when walking; hazy moonlight It is the only thing that can be borrowed. Occasionally, there are blue clouds slipping by in the night sky, and the moonlight is flickering because of this. Yan Ziyao had a whim and asked: "Do you think this road is too dark?"; Well, although I like to bathe in the sun, most of the demon spirits are born in the dark, and as time goes by, I naturally get used to it..." But habit is habit, and I always love sunshine more in my heart, especially when accompanied by someone close to me When; "Really?" Are you really used to it?He didn't know what it was like to be in the dark for a long time, but he definitely didn't like this feeling.

Walking through the lonely street corner, back to Hanyueju, there is not much change there, but the green vines on the wall have become lush, the bamboos and trees outside the wall are towering into the clouds, and the big hen in Mufengxuan is followed by a group of chicks clucking Lu Zhuofeng was still chasing the chickens in the yard and throwing coarse grains, and Liu Yiyun laughed at him: "It's been more than a year, why do you still like to tease them so much?"; "No, who let them It looks so small, yet so cute!" He groaned as he brushed the dust off his body, full of vigor; Yan Ziyao was watching him with a chuckle at the door, and after a long time, Lu Zhuofeng felt the With scorching eyes, after turning around in shock, he smiled charmingly: "I said this morning, why are there magpies screaming everywhere, so there are distinguished guests visiting."; Mr. Yue?" Yan Ziyao teased back with a smile; people are always playing different roles in this world, and this firework March, an existence that no one has mentioned for more than a year, even Lu Zhuofeng has gradually forgotten This character who is making a lot of money every day, but he is indeed still living in the mortal Mengyao; "You are right! But..." Lu Zhuofeng looked around him. It's a great event, but why is my friend so absent-minded?He stayed in front of Yan Ziyao, and after thinking about it, he poked his heart and asked: "How did you come back? Didn't you feel bad when you left without saying goodbye?!"; a year ago, Lu Zhuofeng was a guest at Mu Fengxuan One night later, when he returned to Hanyue Residence, there was no sign of anyone else. It was only later that Liu Yiyun knew that Yan Ziyao had left without saying goodbye. He went up to ask the ceremony and said, "Mr. Yan, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"; The quicksand is exhausted, I don’t want you to suffer more…

But Yan Ziyao won't talk about it, he only laughs at Yan Chunfeng: "To taste my mistakes, how about not getting drunk tonight?"; "Good!" When the cicadas sing in midsummer, the academy doesn't need to give lectures, so Liu Yiyun is naturally willing to get drunk with his friends. Hugh; the bamboo shadows are whirling, and there is a son Wushuang, who invites the moon to drink, Liu Yiyun talks happily about the wine: "There are few cups of wine when you meet a bosom friend, the moon is lonely, the breeze is good, poetry and wine flow with the clouds, friends laugh, shame on the moon, and sigh at ease."; "Wine is good wine, and words are good words." Lu Zhuofeng patted Jiang Zihan's shoulders and arms, indicating to him: "But there are wine and words, but there is no dance and no music, how can we have fun!"; "That's right... "Jiang Zihan stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his fingertips, and smiled lightly: "Please wait for a while to watch." Although they have been with others for a long time, Jiang Zihan and Lu Zhuofeng have never shown too many extraordinary things in front of Liu Yiyun. Even though the fine wine has passed three rounds, he still remembers a trace of the difference between the mortal world and the demon world; he got up and went back to the house before he dared to fetch the white jade qin from the air. The love and longing he honed over the years: "Still the old rules, how about it?"; "Come and come! Wait!" Red ten feet, he likes red, because red is gorgeous, it is completely different from himself, and he belongs to the one that is forgotten by the world; even if everyone will not remember me, so what's the matter?Me, you alone are enough!

Lu Zhuofeng tore off the soft red and fiddled with it on his wrist, kicked off the jade shoes on his feet, and swayed lightly: "In March when the fireworks are under, I would like to perform a dance for all the guests, and I hope you have money to support me." It’s a money market, and someone is holding a personal market.”; the opening like a street performer caused a few people to giggle and applaud;

After a moment of silence, Jiang Zihan swayed the strings of the piano lightly, and his heartstrings arose. Lu Zhuofeng moved lightly and danced gracefully; Inviting Mingyue, said lightly: "Flicking the willows with slender fingers and jade feet, Meishan is far away and Daisy is far away; with a frown and a frown, the waist is lightly shaken, and the crimson lips are cinnabar and smiling at the king's eyes."; Throbbing, Jifeng vibrates and vibrates at the waist, as if telling him to hurry up and play a piece together; after a while, the dance steps are fast and slow, the silk strings are long and thin like cicada wings, the sound of the flute is hoarse and bleak like the wind, the ten feet soft red dances softly, clear shadows Thin and thin Yiren Feng Nong, the sound of the bell is near and far away, just like a bosom friend meeting at the foot of the south mountain in the east fence, toast the east wind with wine; it is the first time for Lu Zhuofeng to dance with the piano and flute. Fortunately, although he dances a little late, he can also dance. It's harmless, and I thought in my heart: These two people can play the zither and the piano seamlessly, hey... I should leave the stage; after the song is over, Lu Zhuofeng can finally rest for a while, he stuck out his tongue and said: "You two, when will Such a tacit understanding!"; Liu Yiyun drank to the fullest, and the qin and flute are all songs he will never forget in his life, he chuckled lightly: "Haven't you ever heard this sentence, the body has no colorful phoenix wings, but the heart has a clear understanding?"; Don't look at Lu Zhuofeng who usually reads a lot of books, but most of the time is still spent on one person. As for the words in the book, he should probably remember some of them: "What's the memory of those poems? It's not a broken wind Piaoxu, that is, the wax torch turns into ashes and tears start to dry, so let’s not talk about it, and it’s so numb, how much do you think I can remember?”; from bosom friend to confidant and then to confidant, the process is hard to say It's not difficult, it just depends on the direction of one's heart; the moon is in the middle of the night, there are no insects chirping and frogs jumping outdoors, the wine jars are scattered all over the ground, Liu Yiyun can't stand it anymore, and falls crookedly on the stone table, Yan Zi Key also gradually became drunk, and he couldn't see who the person in front of him was; it means that if you don't get drunk, you don't go home, since you are drunk, you should go home...

Jiang Zihan was not yet drunk, so he asked Lu Zhuofeng to send Liu Yiyun back. Lu Zhuofeng raised his eyebrows knowingly: "Don't worry, I won't come back to sleep tonight."; "If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful, I will beat you!" Zhuo Feng obediently shut up, who said that a gentleman can talk but not act!Stand up, the fox king will never kill him!He silently helped someone to turn him into Mu Fengxuan; last year when the moon was high and night, it was Jiang Zihan who was drunk and blurred, now and now the old moon is as usual, but the drunk person was replaced by Yan Ziyao, this person who once said that he would never drink again in this life, Why let yourself get drunk and unconscious?

He supported Yan Ziyao, unable to move an inch, and drunken words whispered in his ears: "Don't go, don't go... I owe you..."; entering the room, Jiang Zihan put him on the bed smoothly, and opened the window He was drawn to close Yan Ziyao so that Yan Ziyao would not be blown by the cold wind from the night. He wanted to serve the drunk man to sleep in his clothes, but his hands were suddenly held tightly by Yan Ziyao. Hugging tightly but still unable to break free, Jiang Zihan uttered the truth after drinking, Jiang Zihan tried to ask with a wry smile: "You...what do you owe me?"; Yan Ziyao hiccupped in a daze: "I don't know...but...but I I don’t know, why I didn’t dare to see you, even though there was only a mountain across, I stayed where I was for so long..."; "I don’t know you still say..." Jiang Zihan snorted, even if the drunken words should not be taken seriously, then You can't talk nonsense, can you?But why is this embrace so familiar?Jiang Zihan asked like interrogating a neighbor's child: "Tell me, did you do something bad?"; someone in his ear asked the same question over and over again, and the chatter made Yan Ziyao feel unhappy, so he let go of one Hands, hugged the back of Jiang Zihan's head alternately, raised his head slightly, the moment his lips touched lightly, was like forever.