When Murong Fu Met Yuan Suiyun

After bidding farewell to Chu Liuxiang, Murong Fu did not leave for Wuzheng Villa immediately.

This time I came to Taiyuan and traveled with Chu Liuxiang to gain a lot. There are talents from generation to generation, and it was indeed too limited in Shenhe Village before.

Thinking of the ancestors of the family who have worked hard for more than a hundred years to restore the country, but still have little success, and after so long, they have only earned the title of Gusu Murong, and they are not only shaken.

Instead of running day and night for an unattainable goal with a bright future, Murong Fu is more yearning for Chu Liuxiang's thrilling life in the world.

He also wanted to chase and roll in the ice and snow like Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua;

I also want to drink like them for three days and three nights to get drunk;

I also want to go to the turbulent desert with them to expose a conspiracy.

At this time, my heart was full of thoughts, and I walked to the edge of Jinyang Lake.

It was in the evening, and a crooked moon rose slowly, and the silhouettes of reeds were reflected on the lake.

Murong Fu stood alone by the lake, the world was vast, his great cause was not accomplished, he couldn't help feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why is it going to other times?

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon.

He recited Su Shi's words leisurely, sighed and said:

"Take the wind to go back, but the clear shadows in the world are wonderful, and Qionglou Yuyu is afraid that the heights will be too cold"

Among the reeds, there is a delicate and handsome figure supporting the bamboo raft.

"Young master seems to have something on his mind. There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. With such a gentle moonlight, what else can you not let go of, young master?"

Murong Fu took a closer look, and saw a handsome young man in gray shirt approaching him with a bamboo raft.The young man's face seemed a little pale, and the hazy moonlight reflected the hazy moonlight on his clear figure, which brought some psychedelic colors for no reason.So I said

"I'm a man of the secular world, I hope you don't blame me for disturbing my son's elegance"

The bamboo raft is already approaching the shore of the lake, the boy said loudly

"I'm just an ordinary person. I happened to pass by and heard the young master reciting. The young master seems to be a little troubled. Fortunately, I have read the book for a few days, but I just barely answered. Listening to the young master's accent is not like a person from Taiyuan."

Murong Fudao

"Master, you sounded right. You will live in the south of the Yangtze River in the next life, and you just pass by Taiyuan to do some trivial things. May I ask how to address you, Master?"

juvenile arrives

"My surname is Lin, and the cursive character is Qingyue. May I ask your son's name?"

If it was normal, Murong Fu would definitely tell the other party his name truthfully.For some reason this time, even though the two met by chance, Murong Fu felt that they had been friends for a long time.Maybe it was because I was in a bad mood when I met the boy, and the boy comforted him just right.The young man said that he was not from the world, Murong Fu changed his mind and said

"Young Master Lin, let me call you Murong."

Mr. Lin said

"I met Murong by chance. If Murong persists, why don't I go and live in the hut for a few days, and I can do my best as a landlord."

Murong Fu didn't intend to go to Wuzheng Villa immediately, but now he was full of thoughts and wanted to find a quiet place to adjust his mind. Now that Mr. Lin invited him, it was exactly what he wanted, so he happily accepted,

"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask you"

Just tapped on Mr. Lin's bamboo raft

Murong Fu just noticed that Mr. Lin's face seemed a little pale, so he went to Mr. Lin's side and said

"My lord seems to be feeling unwell, if you don't mind punting, leave it to me."

Mr. Lin laughed

"It's just that I have some inadequacies since I was a child, and it's not a big deal. Jinyang Lake is vast with reeds and complicated waterways. It may be difficult for Murong to find a hut for me. Murong just needs to sit on the bamboo raft."

Murong Fu felt that what Mr. Lin said was not unreasonable, so he also laughed and said

"Then it's hard work Mr. Lin."

In the boundless moonlight, a small boat shuttled among the reeds, reflecting two staggered figures. Murong Fu sat casually on the bow, the breeze brushed his cheeks, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of lotus leaves, and his mood suddenly became disturbed. Relaxed a lot.Then he opened his mouth and sang softly

At the end of the south of the Yangtze River, there are fallen fairies in Yujing, the most handsome and beautiful.

Colored pens are romantic, partial interpretation, Gushe Bingzi is thin.

Kill Chun Gong with a smile, and take a closer look at the ingenuity of the sky, which should be rare.

Danqing pictures are ashamed for a while.

It's like a fence falling on a lonely mountain, tender and cold and clear, only owes the fragrance to touch the sleeves.

Light and light, who pays, powders and tunes Zhu Xianshou.

Suspected to be the God of Flowers, who came to this world and gained a good name for a long time.

The beautiful rhyme of pine and yellow, Qian Juntian makes three friends

Mr. Lin laughed

"Murong is homesick? Murong sang this melodious Jiangnan minor tune, I really feel ashamed of myself."

Murong Fu looked slightly embarrassed

"Young Master Lin is absurd. To be honest, the vast water of Jinyang Lake is indeed somewhat similar to my residence. My residence in the south of the Yangtze River is also built on the water."

Mr. Lin said with a slight smile

"It's okay, Mr. Murong's voice is really nice."

Mr. Lin propped up the bamboo raft on the lake for a while, and then said to Murong

"Murong, my residence is the front."

A very ordinary small courtyard, there is a table and a few stools in the courtyard outside the house.There are coir raincoats and bamboo hats hanging on the wall of the main house, which shows that the owner of the house is quite fond of fishing.Some bonsai are arranged in a patchwork order in the small courtyard, adding some style to the small courtyard.

"The courtyard is a bit rough, please don't laugh at Murong," Mr. Lin said

"Mr. Lin's small courtyard is exquisite and beautiful, unique, and I like it very much."

Mr. Lin said

"Murong, it's getting late now, and the guest rooms in the small courtyard haven't been cleaned up yet. If Murong doesn't mind, you can stay with me for one night. I'll clean up Mr. Murong's room tomorrow."

"To trouble Mr. Lin so much, I feel uneasy in my heart, how can I dislike it?" Murong Fu said

Mr. Lin pushed open the door of his room, turned around and went in to light the lamp, only to hear Murong Fu's "Ah!", he seemed very surprised.

The layout of Mr. Lin's room is elegant, and the things inside are also very delicate, but the colors of the things are too rich for a girl, let alone a handsome and elegant boy.Murong Fu knew that something was wrong, so he apologized softly and said:

"Murong didn't expect Mr. Lin's room to be so richly colored, and he lost his composure just now. I'm really sorry."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin replied with a smile.

"Murong doesn't need to blame himself, it's my negligence. In fact, I have been blind since I was a child, so when I buy furniture, I also rely on my sense of touch, and I don't know the color matching. Maybe the only color I know is black."

While Murong Fu was surprised, he felt guilty at the same time. He was not careful enough and did not notice Mr. Lin's blindness.

Thinking about Mr. Lin living alone on this vast Jinyang Lake, he must have suffered a lot. Compared with Mr. Lin, how could he be more embarrassed and at a loss.

So I decided to take good care of him during the time I lived with Mr. Lin.

"It's all because Murong is not careful enough, please forgive Ah Yue," Murong Fu said.

Having made up his mind to treat someone well, Murong Fu simply changed his address to the more intimate A Yue.

Mr. Lin didn't say anything wrong after hearing this, and seemed to be very happy.

The two chatted casually for a while.

While sleeping, Murong Fu realized that this was the first time he shared the bed with other people, and he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Lin turned sideways and left most of the bed to him.

Murong Fu lay on the bed feeling a little insomnia, but he was worried about disturbing Mr. Lin, so he had no choice but to stay still. In the middle of the night, he was tired and sleepy, and gradually lost consciousness.

A night without dreams.