A Kongsang's daily life

In order to thank us for taking care of Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song’s uncle specially rented a boat and entertained us for dinner on the West Lake.

Tonight is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and the moonlight passes through the stone pagoda on the lake, casting fifteen reflections on the lake.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful? The Three Pools Reflecting the Moon was left behind by Zizhan." Dongporou came to me while drinking wine.

"It's really beautiful." I nodded in agreement, then asked, "What about the others?"

"West Lake Vinegar Fish was dragged away by Mrs. Song to talk, Little Gourd fell asleep, and Hu Geng was taking care of him." Dongpo Rou gave me a cloak, "By the way, he also asked me to give you this to cool down at night Now, let you put it on, don't catch a cold."

I took the cloak, and it was embroidered with gold patterns on the side of the cloak, and I knew it was Hu Geng's own cloak at a glance.

"Brother Yi, would you like some wine?" Dongporou asked me as he shook the bamboo tube in which he held the wine.

Seeing me nodding, he threw the wine barrel to me. I tasted it, and it was Zhuyeqing.

"Which one of these moons is real?" Dongporou asked suddenly, looking at the lake.

"I think it's all fake."

"Is it all fake..." He took a sip of wine, his eyes seemed to become a little dazed, "I followed Mr. Zizhan all my life, and they all said that I was the one who was most like Mr. Zizhan, but Mr. leave me alone in this world."

"With a bamboo stick, I have traveled all over the world, seen all kinds of things in the world, and finally returned to the West Lake in Hangzhou."

"This is the most unrestrained place in his life, and it is also the place where I was born."

"I used to think I could be him, but now that I think about it, I'm just like the moon in the water, just an illusory reflection."

"You are not some phantom." I looked at him and said, "You are Dongporou, you are my soul-eating soul of Kongsang, and you are my important family."

"Hahaha, well said, I'm the one who complained about myself!" Dongpo Rou looked at me, laughed, and then took another sip of wine, "Come on, come on, Yi doesn't move, let's continue drinking!"

"Young master, wake up, we should go back."

"... swan soup"

Because of being drunk, my eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and in a haze, I saw the boy in white clothed in moonlight.

"Little Lord?"

"Moon... bright, hiccup, I caught the moon in the sky." I grabbed the hand of the person in front of me.

"Young master, you are drunk." He smiled, his brain paralyzed by alcohol could no longer distinguish the meaning of his smile, but he couldn't help but say a word——

The moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.