blue wind

Cocklebur was stunned for a moment.

……happy?

He is indeed happy.It's just that after watching the fireworks slowly dissipate, there is not a single light belonging to him under the night, and it is inevitable to feel a little sad.

Lang Ling seemed to know what he was thinking, took his hand, and pointed to the side of the city wall on the right: "Look."

Xanthium followed his instructions and looked over the bricks and tiles of the turret, and saw a little light flickering among the lights of thousands of houses.

"That's where we live." Langling said softly, "See, Xanthium, that belongs to you. As long as I'm still alive, among the thousands of lights in the world, there will always be one for you."

Cocklebur was stunned.He involuntarily grabbed Lang Ling's hand.

Is this a promise...or just a joke?

It's ridiculous to say that he is obviously greedy for this bit of warmth, but when this bit of warmth becomes scorching hot, he hesitates and refuses to move forward for various reasons.

In the end, he just lowered his eyes, concealed all the expressions in them, and said in a low voice, "Go back."

After the first fireworks display, the next one will have to wait until midnight.Lang Ling didn't want to waste this great time, since the cocklebur was mentioned, she also jumped off the city wall with the cocklebur, and returned to the mansion from the roof all the way.

Naturally, he didn't forget those pastries, but when he led the cocklebur to the wing, his sleeves were gently pulled.

"Longevity noodles." The man said softly, "You didn't eat it."

After being reminded like this, he suddenly remembered that because he had been tossing all morning in the morning, was busy taking care of the cocklebur in the afternoon, and was preparing to take the cocklebur out to play in the evening, he actually forgot the longevity noodles that he should eat on his birthday.

Unexpectedly, Xanthium still remembered.

"In this case, let's add a supper." Lang Ling smiled, and waved to find a servant, and gave a few instructions in a low voice. Seeing that servant nodded and ran away quickly, she led the Xanthium came to the main hall, found a table and sat down, and laid out all the pastries.

The styles of those pastries are exquisite, worthy of such a long queue.Cocklebur seldom eats this kind of snack full of human fireworks. After all, if you talk about his life when he is not on missions, he is no different from a prehistoric savage.

So he ate very carefully, taking small bites, just like a kitten eats.

Langling was satisfied watching him eat the cakes, and secretly made up her mind to ask someone to buy another batch, and prepare some in each branch in the future.

Just as he was thinking, the longevity noodles were finally served, but instead of one bowl, there were two bowls.Another bowl was placed in front of Cocklebur, and the man was looking at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand why a bowl was placed in front of him for something that was only eaten on his birthday.

Lang Ling personally handed the chopsticks to him.

"I guess, you must not remember your own birthday." He smiled warmly, "Why don't we spend it together today?"

Until the chopsticks were forcefully stuffed into the hand, the cocklebur was still covered.He looked at Langling with encouraging eyes, then at the steaming bowl of noodles in front of him, and finally lifted his chopsticks.

"You can't bite it off, you have to finish one piece." Lang Ling reminded.

Cocklebur was a little dazed.It seems that many, many years ago, there was also such a gentle female voice who forced a cheerful face and said to him: "Eat it, you have to eat one long longevity noodle, don't bite it."

Then it was the same female voice, only more worried.

"There is no food at home...the last bit of rice was used to grind the flour..."

"The drought is like this, how should the crops in the field live..."

Then it turned into a suppressed cry of pain.

"I know...I know...but..."

"Da Lang can already help... No matter how hard you are, can't you make it through..."

And then there's hysterical madness.

"No! No! You can't take him away!"

It seemed that someone had said something to her, the voice paused and turned cautious.

"Really, really..."

"That's fine...that's fine..."

In the end her voice became blurred, but she could still faintly hear the weeping sound.

"Don't blame me... Really don't blame me... I, I really..."

really what?

The voice in the memory is far away and can no longer be heard.When Xanth came back to his senses, he realized that he had somehow wrapped a whole noodle on the chopsticks.

When Lang Ling saw this method, she couldn't help laughing: "I also liked to do this when I was a child. At that time, I thought such a long noodle was too troublesome. I might as well roll it up and eat it."

Xanthium put the rolled up noodles into his mouth, looked at the egg left in the bowl in a daze, and suddenly said: "Why...is there an egg?"

Lang Ling was also stunned: "Don't you like eggs? But..."

You obviously like pastries.

"...No." Cang'er was stunned, "It's just..."

I just think it shouldn't be there.

Lang Ling felt for a moment that the person opposite him seemed to be stuck in some kind of memory.It's just that Xanthium quickly escaped from the memory, lowered his eyes and said, "Sorry."

In order to prove that he didn't dislike eggs, Xanthium ate the eggs whole and almost choked on them.He coughed a few times, and Lang Ling immediately looked away worriedly, and was about to come up and pat him on the back.

Xanthium shook his head, and pushed another bowl of untouched noodles in front of Langling: "You eat."

He insisted on staring at Lang Ling as he finished the bowl of noodles without leaving the floor, and then said softly, "I wish you a long life."

This congratulatory speech seemed to be no different from what he said on the turret, but Lang Ling was keenly aware of a kind of solemnity.

The guy said, congratulations.

This is probably the highest level of congratulations he can say.

Lang Ling was silent for a while, walked over, and hugged Xan'er tightly in her arms.

"Thank you, I am very happy. Including you being able to accompany me this day." He said softly, "I also wish you a long life and a safe life."

This is how to be with him for a long time.

They embraced each other, and their heartbeats and breaths were wonderfully entangled.Not knowing who started it first, they kissed and walked all the way from the main hall back to the wing.

It was a matter of course, and it was another night of fish and water.

The night became quiet, and a cold white moonlight cast through the window sills on the window lattice, bringing out light and shadow like sparkling water.

Xanth leaned against Lang Ling's arms, listening to the man's breathing gradually stabilized, and fell into a deep sleep.

He actually fell asleep, so defenseless, hugging himself into a deep sleep.

Xanthium remembered that this man was not inferior to his own vigilance when he first met, and it was hard to imagine him letting go like this, when he was still rejecting him from his heart.

How silly.

Now it was easy for him to kill him.

Cocklebur stayed in Langling's embrace, neither moving nor sleeping.

He heard the sound of the drum in the middle of the night, and went away again.

He gently pulled away Lang Ling's arm that was encircling him, slipped out of that warm embrace without a sound, put on his shoes and socks and got off the bed, and took out a small snake from the gap between the bed and the wall.

It was the little fiery red snake that got fatter from eating, it was left here by the cocklebur to sleep for a whole day, and it is still sleeping dimly, and it was carried away by the cocklebur in its pocket. .

Cocklebur took two steps, but turned back.In the dark, he groped and grabbed the corner of the quilt, pulled it upwards, and covered Lang Ling's shoulders. He paused for a while to make sure that the person was not awake, and then turned around to leave.

At this moment, he heard someone calling him: "Cocklebur..."

His body froze.But after a moment of silence, there was no movement behind him, and he realized that it was just a dream.

He walked to the window lightly, holding on to the window lattice and was about to turn out when he heard Lang Ling whispering softly behind him.

"Cocklebur... spend the New Year with me... okay?"

He paused.

Chinese New Year?This year's New Year's Eve has passed.

But next year... it's not impossible.

He stood still for a moment, then jumped out of the window without looking back.

The sound of the wind changed for a moment, and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

……

Not long after the cocklebur left, Lang Ling woke up from the dream.He subconsciously tightened his arms, but found that his arms were empty, only the warm bed and a wisp of cold incense proved that someone had been there.

He was silent for a moment, then sighed leisurely.

Sure enough, he left.

Lang Ling lazily got up, no longer thinking about going to sleep.He was wearing a shirt, with long hair loosely tied at the end of his hair. He walked to the window alone and leaned on the railing to look at the night outside.

The moonlight is just right tonight, and the path in the courtyard is as clear as stagnant water. When the wind blows, the shadows of the trees are dancing. Occasionally, a few leaves will fall and rub against the ground, making a slight sound.

Just not the one he wanted to see.

Langling stood there watching for a while, then went to fetch the wine, moved a chair and sat by the window, drinking for herself.

The moonlight shone quietly on him.

Langling drank cup after cup by herself, as if she would never know how to get drunk.

But he does get drunk.He got dizzy from drinking and couldn't even hold the cup steadily, so he stopped and stared at the cup for a long time with great effort.

A drop of tear fell into the wine glass, splashing a small splash.

Lang Ling saw it, wiped her face indifferently, and leaned weakly on the railing to look at the night in the courtyard.

He knew it was past midnight and it was a new day.

Today is not his birthday anymore, so everything has passed, and he was ruthlessly beaten back to his original shape, and he fell into the reincarnation of hopeless waiting again.

Waiting for that person to step out of Gu Mo Ridge and stay in Tingfeng Pavilion again.

But he is so greedy for a bit of sweetness after despair, so longing for the momentary surprise of waiting for the end, so he is still willing to fall into this reincarnation, even giving up struggling.

He was lost in thought, and suddenly asked, "Where did he go?"

Someone in the dark replied, "Go to Gu Mo Ridge."

"Gu Mo Ridge." Langling turned the wine glass and smiled softly, "So you see, he never... never regarded this place as a safe place, never... never regarded it as a place where he could protect himself. He, the... home that accommodates him."

But why.

He really wanted to love him, and he was sure that most of what he showed in front of that person was kindness.

The man said, live a long life.

But do you know, I would rather cut half of my life, and have you stay by my side for a few more days like yesterday.

It's a pity that you never believed my mind.

Looking at the night, Lang Ling slowly raised her hand to support her forehead, and said in a low voice:

"Cocklebur... you are a hard-hearted man."

The night was empty and silent, and no one answered.

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