sunset fever

A wooden boat carries the dense fog in the mountains, the mist on the water is vast, and the loons fly low.

The distant mountains seem to be outlined by light ink, presenting a bluish milky color. The rain is about to come but has not yet arrived. The boat passes through the flat and wide water, and stops when it reaches the clear and rapid place. near.

The tung tree is not evergreen. At this time, there are withered and yellow leaves floating, and there are many underfoot, which cannot be cleaned.

Yan Xiu didn't ask his disciples to teach him, so he took Chen Bizhen inside. Chen Bizhen was wearing light-colored gauze and dark gray clothes, and asked, "What are you here for?"

"See my master."

Chen Bizhen turned around, looked at the surrounding scenery, and asked again: "And then?"

Yan Xiu didn't know how to answer him, the two of them went inward, passed another winding corridor, and saw a flat and wide room, accompanied by cigarette smoke, fog everywhere, the black sky fell down, and the drizzle began fell.

The rain beats on the swaying lanterns under the eaves.

Going into the room, he saw two oil lamps burning, and Ye Shengzi was there, Yan Xiu immediately knelt in front of his desk, kowtowed, and said: "Zi Luo has seen Master."

Ye Shengzi was dressed in white. He read scriptures, divination, taught, and practiced medicine. He raised his thin eyelids, looked at Chen Butian, then at Yan Xiu, and said, "Go and sit inside."

He went through the door and entered a spacious hall, which was brightly lit and elegantly furnished, with some exquisite wooden tables and chairs. The apprentice brought in tea, three bowls in total, served in white porcelain utensils.

"Sit down." Ye Shengzi said.

Yan Xiu didn't sit down immediately, he bowed and said: "Master, this is Mr. Chen, I brought him back, I want to stay for a while to recuperate."

"I've seen... Master." Chen Bizhen also greeted him, but he didn't know how to address him. He lowered his head slightly, but squinted at Yan Xiu's face, and wrinkled his nose in embarrassment.

Yan Xiu told him: "Just call me Master."

"Master." Chen Bizhen bowed uncomfortably again.

Then, the two sat down at the table. The tea was Chunqi camellia, which was warm and slightly astringent. Seeing that no one spoke again, Ye Shengzi said, "Mr. Chen, I know you. I have admired your name for a long time."

Chen Bizhen breathed out secretly, with a faint smile on his lips, he nodded.

He was at a loss, without his extraordinary intelligence, and cramped, but he still had basic etiquette, and his talent for distinguishing right from wrong never disappeared, but he was a bit mischievous when he was around Yan Xiu. When Yan Xiu responded to Ye Shengzi's words, Chen Bizhen held tea Swallow two mouthfuls and listen quietly.

"Zi Luo, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yan Xiu replied: "I went to Yangjing last year, and I came back after the Chinese New Year, and I have some busy affairs to deal with, so I postponed my visit until now."

"How about more Sheng?"

"It's still the same. Life is going on. With a wife and daughter, it is inevitable that I will be more stable."

"Does he still remember seeking revenge?"

Chen Bizhen stopped drinking tea, put one hand away, and sat slightly sideways, in a casual and casual manner, looking at Yan Xiu's face.

Yan Xiu said: "Of course he still remembers."

There was difficulty in his voice, Yan Xiu's eyes froze, he turned the subject, and said, "But Mr. Chen doesn't remember."

Yan Xiu didn't underestimate Ye Shengzi's insight and deduction ability, just now, he did see at a glance that Chen Bizhen is a good person, and it will be clearer when he knows his last name.

The rain gradually started, and the leaves around the outside were bearing, and the sound was broken. In the room where the candlelight was shining, Yan Xiu and Chen Bizhen got up. They didn't bother much, and after a few more words, they went to the residence.

Chen Bizhen held up a gray umbrella with a reddish tinge on it, and said, "Master's eyes are very strange."

Yan Xiu laughed at him and said: "If he is the same as everyone else, then he will not be a master. I fled to Fushan with Geng Sheng and Tan Qing when I was a child. He brought us back to Tongxuan and taught me Continue to study medicine."

"You've been living here?"

"Just behind."

After detouring the road, crossing the bridge and corridor, there is a house with a gray wall behind a green tree, and the inscription "now" is written on the plaque.

The two of them huddled under an umbrella, Yan Xiu's residence was secluded and somewhat dark, so it was more hidden, there were disciples sweeping the room, and the bedding had just been replaced with new ones, a very wide bed with plain decoration.

"Mr. Yan, the master said that he only cleaned this place. Do you want to prepare another room for this young master?" the disciple asked, bowing.

Yan Xiu said: "Please, no need, he will sleep here too."

Yan Xiu never wanted to cover up in a small place, wishing he could tie Chen Biyi to his body in his free time, but he is a cold and reserved person, so he had to restrain himself in front of others.

The disciple said his goodbyes and left. The rain was still falling, and he stayed in the room as if he had been shut out of the mountain. There was only one candle on the table to illuminate the dark and rainy day.

Yan Xiu went to caress the familiar furniture and looked at the inscription on the wall. He said: "At that time, I felt that the days were lighter than water, and I would come back after class to read medical books. It was always hot, so I opened the windows to prevent moths It flew in and landed on the book."

Chen Bizhen was very interested in the piggy bank on the shelf. He stretched out his finger, touched it carefully, and asked, "Did you want to go out and play at that time?"

"You don't think about anything other than playfulness."

Naturally, Yan Xiu didn't blame him, it sounded like he was blaming him, but it was all because of love, Chen Bizhen turned around, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.

"Where is your home?"

Yan Xiu looked at Chen Bizhen's open mouth, then at his curious pupils, shook his head, and said softly, "There is no home anymore."

"Me neither, I don't know, I was in bed when I woke up, not knowing what happened..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Bizhen was suddenly hugged tightly, and Yan Xiu told him: "But now I have it again, because I went to look for you, and you came to look for me again, so I have a home."

Yan You is a family member, Xiao Tanqing is also considered, but to Yan Xiu, Chen Bizhen is so different, he is gentle under the majesty, immature when he is mature, and calm when he is young... He is unprepared and comes without expecting anything in return love him.

The sound of rain seals everything up, leaving many afterimages floating between the sky and the earth. People hide in the dark and meditate.

"If the rain stops, maybe I can remember the past." Chen Bizhen learned to hug, he no longer stood dumbly, but softly and firmly, he embraced Yan Xiu's shoulders, he stroked Yan Xiuliang And the silky hair, patted him on the back.

Yan Xiu asked him: "Do you know that I am the one you are looking for?"

"of course I know."

"Then... why did you come to me?"

Chen Bizhen fell into deep thought, and then seemed to be suddenly enlightened. He pursed his lips, laughed out loud, and said, "I don't know, or it's because I like you that I'm looking for you?"

Yan Xiu asked him softly: "Do you know what liking is?"

Suddenly, everything became unusual.

When the bodies are close together, the touch is alert, the temperature is transmitted, and the breath spreads on each other's necks. Chen Bizhen can feel a drum in the heart, and there is a little person beating the drum.

Throat began to tremble, and it was hot.

Chen Bizhen closed his eyes and read: "I don't know, I don't understand."

"It was reckless at that time," Yan Xiu sighed, with his arms wrapped around Chen Bizhen's thin waist, and said, "You come to Tao Lan Pavilion to find me, we did it, we did that."

"What's the matter?"

The wind shakes the leaves, bigger water droplets crackle, and the sound is mixed into the rain.

Yan Xiu's cheeks were flushed, he buried his face, and touched Chen Butian's clothes with his mouth and nose, he didn't know how to answer, but wanted to answer again.

Chen Bizhen muttered: "You should say something I can understand, you know I can't remember, and you deliberately made me happy."

"How dare you find your happiness," Yan Xiu said, "You are a little ancestor."

The longer they held each other, the more inseparable they became. Something was about to pop out of Chen Butie's throat. He took a deep breath, then exhaled deeply, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

Later, Yan Xiu went to the kitchen to find something to eat, and brought it in a half-worn food box. When the rain fell on his hair, there were a few clear drops of water, and Chen Bizhen reached out to touch his hair , Said: "You are so cold."

He seemed to be worried, but also seemed to be showing off his cuteness.

They brought roast duck, vegetable cakes, powdered fruit, and gruel with shredded pork.

"The food here is not rich in the first place, it's only these, and it's not leftovers, it's not finished in the pot."

Chen Bizhen shook his head and said, "Very good, I'm not picky."

So, the two sat down around the table and had a simple meal.

Dusk is not as usual, it is light yellow or blood red; dusk on a rainy day is just a darker day, but a brighter night, the fog is still there, and the rain doesn't stop. Umbrella, before blowing Tongxuan, look at the falling leaves of the tung tree in the rain.

The fence is right behind, and people are covered by trees, as if they are playing a parallel game of hiding and finding.

Chen Bizhen tilted his head, with a mischievous smile on his lips, and asked, "Take me out, what's the matter?"

"Blow the wind, watch the rain and watch the fallen leaves," Yan Xiu stretched out his hand, and a leaf soaked in water fell off and stuck to his fingertips. He said, "When the rain stops the next day, I will go to play elsewhere in the mountains, and I am not afraid to find a leaf." No way. In the past, every time it was almost time for dinner and Geng Sheng didn’t come back, Tanqing and I would go to him. He would always run away with playful children, and when he came back, he would be punished by his master, kneeling in front of the door and copying books. .”

After hearing this, Chen Bizhen laughed heartily. After laughing, he was suddenly unconvinced and said, "You don't care if he is so naughty, and you don't care if I go fishing."

"He was seven years old at that time, how old are you?" Yan Xiu glanced at him with the end of his eyes.

The sky darkened a few degrees, and the dusk was about to fall into the deepest black.

Chen Bizhen asked some silly words: "Do you like Geng Sheng, or me?"

"Is it important? Anyway, you are willing to let your wife have children, and you want to have more."

The words were heavy at the beginning, but later, the tone rose, and the voice became very soft. The light in front of Chutongxuan's door was turned on, so there was a gleam of light on the person's face.

It was still daylight, at least I could see the person's expression clearly, Yan Xiu was standing near the wall, Chen Bizhen moved in front of him, and stared at him.

Chen Bizhen said, "No, no, it was Tan Qing who said it, and I responded indiscriminately, I..."

Too flustered, Chen Bijie raised his hand and scratched the non-itchy spot on his cheek.

Yan Xiu asked him in a low voice: "What do you want? You found this place from Yangjing, and I'm already in front of you."

The tung tree stands tall and straight, building a house out of thin air, covering the two figures. Chen Bizhen opened his black eyes, and from Yan Xiu's brow to his chin, he suddenly moved closer.

Yan Xiu quickly stuck himself to the wall.

Chen Bizhen seems to have grown a little taller, his tall and straight body slanted, Yan Xiu's back touched the water droplets on the wall, the cold came, and his body was hot, so it was like snow falling into a ball of red hot coals.

They stared at each other, their hearts heaving.

The fallen leaves fell on the umbrella surface, making a soft sound.

Chen Bichen bumped into Yan Xiu's nose shamelessly, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to do something bad."

The kiss was fierce, lips bumped into lips, Chen Bizhen was sucking him greedily, like a starving wild wolf, he was not as subtle and cunning as before, and even a little clumsy and a little arrogant.

It made Yan Xiu almost out of breath.

Nibbled the soft meat of the lower lip, then smacked the corners of the mouth, and even teased the tongue... Kissed out the clear liquid in the mouth, the chin was wet, and there was a thin and rapid "um" sound from the person's throat, as if What kind of wild birds are good at singing, and a tune is picked up into the sky.

Chen Bizhen's hand exerted force, and Yan Xiu's waist was held tighter.

Yan Xiu was also replying to him, even an intense one. Human beings are as soft as water, ready to melt into the winter rain, and they are vines, brittle, but they have the power from their roots.Yan Xiu pinched Chen Bizhen's clothes with his hands, and the fabric on his back was crumpled into a ball.

The bird is hiding in the dark, still singing along.

And the oil umbrella has become a barrier, so you can't see anything, even if some disciples who come and go see it, they can use ordinary words to prevaricate.

What's more, there is no need to prevaricate their affairs until now.

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