The fragrance of Tibetan love

Find a place where no one is around, and deal with the "stolen" sweet potatoes.Picking out the suffocated sweet potatoes from under the burnt leaves, the fragrance immediately overflowed.

Ling Qing remembered that when he and Dongli Muyun were practicing martial arts on Qinghong Mountain when they were young, they would often go to the fields of the farmers at the foot of the mountain to steal sweet potatoes and hide them on the back mountain to roast... Unexpectedly, after growing up so big, There is still a chance to do such a thing. I don't know if it is due to the blessing of a certain great leader.

"Give."

Turning back in response, Yan Yunlie handed the half-peeled sweet potato in front of him, "Eat it while it's hot."

The hot white smoke steamed his face, Ling Qing was a little astonished, and took it nonchalantly, "There is Lao Yan leader."

"Then take off the mask and let me take a look." Yan Yunlie said casually, and took a big bite of the sweet potato in his hand after speaking.

At first he was thankful, but he was blown away by what he said later, Ling Qing bit down with some resentment, and his tongue was burned.

He whimpered, attracting the man's attention.

"What's wrong? Is it hot?"

Ling Qing covered his mouth with his hands, and nodded with watery eyes, so the man laughed "hahaha". Not surprisingly, the sweet potato in Ling Qing's hand flew towards Yan Yunlie. Agile and dodge fast.

"This seat is just smiling, is there any reason to be so angry?"

Ling Qing was lowering his head in distress, when he saw a black shadow covering him, raised his head, and was facing a pair of obsidian-like jet-black and deep eyes, the bottom of which was shining with stars and brilliance.

Yan Yunlie couldn't help but pull down his hand covering his mouth, commanding, "Open your mouth."

Ling Qing lost his mind for a moment, obediently obeyed and did as he said.

"Fortunately, it looks fine." Yan Yunlie squeezed his chin and looked around.

Ling Qing's eyes fell on the other's handsome face, the two of them were so close, as if they were trapped in each other's breath, the gentle and careful movements, the skin pressed by the slightly rough fingers, faintly came from the other's fingertips. The heat made Ling Qing feel as if he was melting from the place he touched, and it was difficult to even move his fingers...

The last time they were so close was in the back of the brothel, but at that time the atmosphere between the two of them seemed to be on the verge of daggers, but at this moment... the breeze wafted the sweet fragrance into the sky, the branches and leaves rustled, and the two horses The famous Dawan horse is gnawing grass roots under the tree, and occasionally raises its head and neck to grind together, comfortably and leisurely...

Yan Yunlie pinched his chin and did not let go. He pressed his finger on his lower lip and rubbed it back and forth. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up, his smile was tinged with evil, and his handsome face slowly pressed against his lower lip, his hot breath pouring out. in the neck...

What is he going to do?

Ling Qing didn't react enough for a while, but when Yan Yunlie's lips were about to touch his lips, Ling Qing suddenly woke up, and then pushed Yan Yunlie away forcefully.

Yan Yunlie was suddenly pushed down by Ling Qing and sat on the ground. He opened his eyes and looked at him in puzzlement. After a while, an intriguing smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, "Young Master Qin just now looks like a real gentleman. I thought it was tempting me."

Hearing this, Ling Qing suppressed his expression, "Please Master Yan, please respect yourself."

Yan Yunlie singled out one eyebrow, then stood up resentfully, picked out another clean one from under the pile of leaves, still peeled off half of the skin and handed it to Ling Qing, not forgetting to tell, "Don't do it again this time. It's hot."

Ling Qing stretched out his hand to take it, held it in his hand and stared at it blankly, opened his mouth after a while and took a small bite, the tip of his tongue was still tingling and tingling, but he felt the sweetness on the tip of his tongue lightly dissipating, stretching A trickle, has been melting into the heart.

After being in the gambling house and "stealing" sweet potatoes, Ling Qing was already mentally prepared when he went on the road again. Even if Yan Yunlie did something frightening again, he would not be surprised.

There are many mountains and mountains, and the misty waves are vast, and there are many beautiful places along the way.Calculating the days and distance, Yan Yunlie's fun was not delayed.Therefore, apart from the irritability in the first few days, Ling Qing also let go of her arms in the next few days, playing and walking with Yan Yunlie.

After getting along for a long time, the previous estrangement has gradually faded away. Yan Yunlie is essentially a child who has not grown up. He can joke and love to play. When eating at the same table, he always puts good things in his bowl. He muttered while sandwiching, "Hey, I will go out in the future, don't say that I, Yan Yunlie, bully people with my status as the leader of a sect. It is indeed wrong for me to hurt people with poisonous needles, but I will serve you like a servant along the way. Served...Here, I'll give you the chicken legs too."

His words are still childish.

It's just that he didn't know that the leader of Yan University came all the way, sleeping in the best inn, the best bed, eating in the best restaurant, and the oldest wine.Even though Ling Qing's family background is good, it seems that this person is too extravagant, so sometimes he deliberately finds something to delay, so that the two of them can't make it to the city in time, so they can only spend the night in the suburbs or in a ruined temple.

Every now and then, Yan Yunlie would put on a grumpy face of reluctance, and the next day he would always complain that his shoulders were sore and his neck ached from sleeping on the haystack.When Ling Qing was in a good mood, she stretched out her hand to rub him, but she couldn't bear two blows, so she almost fell off Yan Yunlie's teasing laugh.

The bickering between the two drove wantonly along the way with the beautiful mountains and rivers. Occasionally, when she couldn't sleep at night, Ling Qing couldn't help but think back to what happened during the day.Apart from Dongli Muyun since childhood, Yan Yunlie was the only one who got along so close.Although sometimes the behavior of the other party makes him very distressed, but he also hopes that this journey will not end too early...

Obviously I should hate him, right?Obviously, he should take advantage of this period of time to show off his skills, so that even if his identity is exposed in the future, he can look at him with admiration.

But now he feels that those things don't seem to be very important. He never thought that he and Yan Yunlie would get along as close as they are now. Now that they have walked along the way, they fight and occasionally quarrel, but they feel a little bit like riding horses. He was so happy and happy that Ling Qing felt nostalgic for it unconsciously.

He thought, when everything is resolved and everything becomes clear, I wonder if Yan Yunlie is willing to consider himself a friend?To be able to nod and smile when meeting each other, and to talk about wine occasionally... Thinking of this, a little hope, but Ling Qing suddenly felt a soreness welling up in his chest, but it was difficult to explain where this emotion came from.

On the other side, Yan Yunlie also found this journey very interesting.He has always only loved beauties, but this is the first time he has become curious about a person who doesn't even know his face, watching him bicker with him, and when he can't fight, he will be violent, completely unlike those who used to serve by his side He is so docile, but he doesn't dislike being with him.

The man named "Qin Lin" didn't mind his identity, nor was he afraid of his martial arts and power. In front of him, he was completely an ordinary person. If he said something wrong, he would be scolded, and if he got angry, he would be beaten. , although he was always unable to beat himself, but this kind of getting along without gaps was what Yan Yunlie wanted to have very much, but never obtained.

His father was the former leader of Tianjue Sect. He was born to be worshiped by the congregation. So far, his life has been smooth but poor, whether it is practicing martial arts or making a name for himself in the world.What he wants is also easy to get. He likes beautiful people, so he is always surrounded by beauties, but each relationship does not last long.

It's not that he is willing to be romantic, or that he likes to see one and love the other.In fact, to him, no matter how gorgeous and unparalleled beauties are, they all have changed faces. They always respect him like a god, and are equally docile and obedient. The one they hugged yesterday is the same as today. This one, except for the difference in appearance, seems to be the same person.

So this person named "Qin Lin" attracted him unknowingly.

He is different, and anyone who has been with him is different. Sometimes he is calm, sometimes reckless, sometimes jumps like a small cluster of flames, and sometimes is as quiet as water.I always feel that when I am with him, everything around me is dyed with a bright color, as if they are alive and have life.

This person named "Qin Lin" broke into Yan Yunlie's heart before he knew it well enough.

The black clothes are heavy, with some residual red, and the light wind unintentionally shatters the moon.

Ling Qing sat in front of the window, reached out to take off the mask on his face, and held it in his hand to watch.

Thinking that Yan Yunlie seemed to be endlessly curious about his appearance under the mask, when meeting Yan Yunlie's old friends or subordinates, the other party always looked at him with strange eyes, and almost misunderstood his identity.

The silver mask reflected a delicate and elegant face... I don't know how disappointed Yan Yunlie, who has always liked beauties, and those subordinates around him who are used to seeing beauties should show after seeing them...

However, why should I care about my appearance as a handsome man?But I really want to take off the mask to reveal my true face, but I am a little scared. I don't know what I care about, and I don't know what I am afraid of.The mask was originally worn to hide his identity, but now it seems to be used to cover up something else, and Ling Qing can't figure out what it is.

I always feel that there are too many things that I care about, and the center of my concern all revolves around that person named Yan Yunlie. Even after the first encounter on the Guanshan Post Road, I pay attention to that person through the crowd intentionally or unintentionally. It's not as good as it is now... so much that it almost messed up my mind.

Ling Qing couldn't help being disturbed by the uncontrollable emotions in his heart, so he thought it would be better to arrive at Shijun Mountain earlier, the sooner he arrived, the journey would end sooner, and the sooner he ended, he wouldn't So anxious and apprehensive...

There was a knock on the door, Ling Qing recovered, put on the mask again and opened the door.

Some old wooden doors creaked, and the man stood at the door, the moonlight shining through the sparse lattice windows sprinkled on each other, as if dyed with a hazy layer of gauze.

"Master Yan is staying up so late, what else is there to do?"

The corner of the man's mouth curved slightly, and a gentle smile appeared, "Does your head still hurt?"

During the day, as usual, for some trivial matter, the two of them said that no one would forgive the other. When they were arguing until Ling Qing couldn't hold back, when he was about to slap the man off the horse, he didn't want to commit his old illness at this time. , a needle-like pain shot across his forehead, Ling Qing felt his eyes blur, and the horse under his crotch was jolted again, and he fell straight down because of his instability.

I thought it was bad, but I couldn't pull it up, I could only see myself hitting the ground.

"Young Master Qin?!"

He heard the man yell, and then a wind whirled, and at the same time, he fell to the ground. The unevenness of the ground and the stones made his body and legs hurt, but Yan Yunlie held his head firmly and did not hit him. to the ground.

The incident happened suddenly, Yan Yunlie didn't have time to think about it and rushed over from the horse, and he also fell to the ground.

The smoke dissipated, Ling Qing was lying on the ground still in shock, then felt his head being slowly and carefully put down bit by bit, and then a worried handsome face appeared right in front of his line of sight, covering the clouds and sky .

Seeing that he was fine, Yan Yunlie let out a long breath, lowered his head and almost touched his forehead, "This is the first time I saved someone, I was so embarrassed..."

Ling Qing didn't make a sound, only felt her heart, which had just calmed down a little, beating wildly again.

"What did this seat just say? It made you so angry that you fell off the horse?"

Yan Yunlie's voice was deep and soft, and it fell on his ears with warmth. For no reason, there seemed to be ripples in his heart.

He shook his head, "It's just a headache, it's an old disease, but I don't know when it will strike."

Yan Yunlie didn't ask him if he had any medicine, but he got up but still sat on the ground, stretched out his index fingers with both hands and pressed on his temples, rubbing them with just the right strength, "Is it here?"

Ling Qing nodded, bursts of numbness came from the place he touched, and spread to the whole body and even the ends of twigs along the meridian, there was a feeling of floating in the clouds, and there was an inexplicable emotion like spring flowers blooming, like autumn moon melancholy, Little by little, he was wandering away from the place where the two touched...

Withdrawing her thoughts, Ling Qing nodded slightly, "Thank you, Master Yan, for your concern, it's all right now."

Yan Yunlie nodded, and then the two looked at each other but didn't speak, a wordless ambiguity circulated between each other.

"Qin..."

"This seat..."

The two spoke at the same time, were taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent at the same time.

"Master Yan!"

"Young Master Qin!"

They called out to each other at the same time again.

Yan Yunlie turned his head slightly in amused manner to support his forehead with his hands, then turned his head around, and found a jar of wine out of nowhere as if conjuring, "This is the original intention of this seat to find Mr. Qin, I don't know if Mr. Qin Do you want to have a drink with me?"

Ling Qing froze for a moment, then nodded happily to accept Yan Yunlie's invitation.

At that time, it had passed the third watch, and the moon was as cold as water. There was no one in the lobby of the inn, and the clerk was dozing off behind the counter with his head propped up.

The two chose a corner seat and sat opposite each other, drinking one cup after another but neither said a word.

Ling Qing raised his eyes from between the cups, and unconsciously began to look at the man sitting across from him, with his slanted eyebrows, high nose bridge, slightly upturned corners of his mouth, and evil smile... Ling Qing silently used his gaze as a pen in his heart , tracing the handsome face of the other party, I didn't want Yan Yunlie to suddenly raise his head, his eyes crossed, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" Yan Yunlie asked with a smile, and poured himself another cup.

"No, Qin was just distracted." Ling Qing lowered her head in embarrassment, looking at the cup in front of her.The clear wine was gently rippling in the glass, revealing his masked face.

I never thought that one day I would be able to ride and ride with this person in front of me, and I never thought that one day I would be able to hold chopsticks and drink with him at the same table.

Ling Qing felt that she felt a little different about the person in front of her, but she didn't know how to express this feeling. She was a little happy, but also a little irritable. She felt that the atmosphere of the two of them drinking in silence was good, but I find this appearance really indescribably strange.

Why should I care so much about this person in front of me?

It seems that this kind of concern is subtly different from the previous one. I wanted to explore the difference, but was stopped by a voice in my heart, telling myself and Yan Yunlie not to be too close, as if something bad would happen. matter……

So this kind of chaotic and complicated emotions clogged Ling Qing's heart like weeds, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

"This wine..." Yan Yunlie seemed to think that the atmosphere was a bit dull, "This wine is not old enough, and it doesn't taste good enough after drinking."

Ling Qing smiled faintly, thinking that the old master's old problem was repeated, "I have heard that the daughter of a certain family in the capital has a century-old reputation and a ten-mile fragrance. Has Master Yan ever tasted it?"

Hearing what he said, Yan Yunlie became interested, "Do you really think that the daughter of that family is popular?" Shaking his head, "I think that the reputation is not worthy of the truth."

Ling Qing just chuckled but didn't say anything, thinking to himself, he is really good at talking about these things.He picked up the cup and was about to pass it to his mouth, but Yan Yunlie stopped him by holding his hand.

"Don't drink it, I will take you to drink the real 18-year-old Nurhong." Before Ling Qing nodded, he had already dragged him away.

The sky is full of jade, the curtain covers the sparse stars, and the evening breeze blows lightly.

Yan Yunlie took him to the archway in the suburbs, and told him to wait here, while he turned around and disappeared into the night.

Ling Qing looked at the sky, looked around, and walked around under the archway in a bored manner, thinking to himself, that guy Yan Yunlie didn't throw himself here on purpose to feed the mosquitoes, while he himself hid in the dark See a joke?

So he squeezed his fists, if this is the case, beat him into a pig's head and throw him into the river to feed the fish!

But this time it was clear that Ling Qing treated the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and Yan Yunlie returned soon, holding a large wine jar in his hand, which was much larger than the one in the inn.

Walking up to Ling Qing, pointing to the top of the archway, "Let's go up there to drink." With a stretch of his body, he had already jumped onto the archway, Ling Qing shook his head and could only follow him up.

"This wine, ordinary people can't drink it..." Yan Yunlie sat firmly on the archway, slapping the seal while talking, and immediately it was rich and mellow, swaying and intoxicating.

Ling Qing was not greedy for drinking, but he could smell that it was really a top-grade wine. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but hesitated, "Does Master Yan bring a cup?"

Yan Yunlie was taken aback by his question, then laughed, "What kind of cup do you want? This is the right way to drink wine." After speaking, he raised the wine jar, raised his head halfway, opened his mouth and took a sip from the mouth of the jar. After drinking, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and threw the wine jar to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing took over the wine jar, but he felt a bit embarrassed, the family rules were very strict since he was a child, and he had to pay attention to etiquette in every word and deed, and it was really impossible to do such rude things.He held up the wine jar, raised his head slightly, and just opened his mouth, suddenly the wine jar was pushed forward, and the mellow wine poured down like a waterfall, and the amount poured on his face was much more than what was drunk into his mouth.

"you?!"

Ling Qing put down the wine jar in a fit of embarrassment, but the man leaned over and wiped his face with his sleeve without fear of death, and there was a smile in his words, "I've done it once, and I'll be proficient next time." After that, he had already taken the jar from him He took another big gulp, then held the mouth of the altar and stretched it out in front of Ling Qing, raised his eyebrows, "It's a pity not to drink."

Ling Qing took the jar again, this time with the intention of going all out, raised his head, opened his mouth, and tilted the jar slightly.

The amber liquid forms a golden water curtain under the moonlight, and the long-lasting mellow fragrance is strong and fragrant.Gan Li's liquor slid down the throat, causing a burst of pungent and choking, after which there was endless intoxication.

"It's really good wine." Ling Qing praised, and also wiped the liquid from his mouth with his sleeve without any scruples, and handed the wine jar back to Yan Yunlie.

So you sip each other, chatting while drinking, personally experiencing or listening to others, there is no one in the silence, the sky is like a cover, and occasionally there are a few hearty laughs, which startle the birds in the forest.

"It's a pity that having wine but no songs is not enough to enjoy yourself..." After half a jar of wine went down, the leader of Yan University muttered.

Ling Qing took the wine jar from his hand, and said with a smile, "It's better to be on the boat, with the bun like clouds, the long sleeves like smoke, where the evening wind blows, and the faint fragrance of green lotus..."

"Hey? How do you know this is my favorite?" Yan Yunlie raised his eyebrows with interest.

Ling Qing was stunned by his question.

Of course he knows that this is his favorite, Wanyue Villa is located in the south of the Yangtze River, every spring and summer are the best time to go swimming in the lake.He has seen many times on the shore, the prow of a painting boat surrounded by carved railings and painted buildings, the master of Yan University, dressed in dark black, leaning on the railing with a cup in his hand, with a comfortable expression and a chic posture, I don’t know how many eyes he has attracted.

I met for the first time, and then I met for the second time, and year after year, occasionally the boats of each other passed by the wrong side, and occasionally we walked together for a few miles and then divided things, as if we had an agreement to travel together, but only It's Ling Qing's unilateral.But no matter whether it is raining in spring or summer is unbearable, it seems to be a joy for Ling Qing.

I can't tell Yan Yunlie the truth, that's why I found out... Then he hesitated and said, "Isn't every flirtatious person loves such ostentation?"

Faced with Ling Qing's sarcasm, the Master of Yan University just curled his lips and didn't care, then the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "I don't know why, I always feel that you don't just know me these days."

Ling Qing was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help hugging the wine jar tightly in his arms.

Yan Yunlie didn't notice his nervousness, and continued to say: "But I don't like to make friends with people, and I can't think of such old acquaintances..." It was rare that the face of the Yan University leader showed seriousness. expression.

Ling Qing's eyes fell on Yan Yunlie's handsome face, and after a while, he retracted his eyes and lowered his head, "It's just a fate..."

"is it?"

There was no response, so there was a silence.

The blue sky stretched across the sky, and the smell of wine was lingering and intoxicating. Yan Yunlie got up suddenly, and Ling Qing only saw a figure beside him, who had already stepped on the night wind and flew down the archway.

People in the rivers and lakes are so bold and uninhibited. When the wine is in full swing, they often can't help screaming or dancing with swords.

Yan Yunlie was like this, but at the moment he didn't have a sword by his side, so he used the wind in his palm as a sword, and turned his body around, shaking mountains and seas with a strong aura, the surrounding branches and bushes swayed left and right according to his momentum, and the shadows of trees swayed , Dancing with light dust.

Ling Qing sat on the high archway, staring at the tall and handsome man, who was as sassy as the wind, and during the moves, Yan Fei took pictures and water poured out.When he was fascinated, he saw Yan Yunlie's hand stretched out towards him, with five fingers spread out, and as soon as his arm was retracted, there was a strong force that suddenly sucked away the wine jar that was placed by Ling Qing's lap.

Seeing this, Ling Qing also jumped up and chased after him. Before the wine jar fell into Yan Yunlie's hands, he reached for the bottom of the jar, turned around, and landed lightly.

Yan Yunlie flung his hands into the air, was stunned for a moment, then bent his mouth, and slapped his palm again.

Ling Qing held the wine jar with one hand, and the other hand was behind his back. He just dodged but did not move. The wine jar seemed to be stuck to his palm, brushing past Yan Yunlie's palm, but he didn't move the wine jar. give him.

At the beginning, Yan Yunlie still had some reservations, but seeing Ling Qing's leisurely look, with white clothes fluttering around, he almost seemed to be playing tricks on him, he didn't realize that there was a bit of realness in the moves, the wind of the palm swept away, and the leaves fell and the branches were broken.

Seeing this, Ling Qing wanted to stop, but Yan Yunlie took advantage of his negligence, and stabbed at his face. Ling Qing couldn't dodge, and in a hurry, he raised his hand to block the wine jar in front of him.

Hearing the sound of "Kuang", Yan Yunlie smashed the wine jar, palmed the wind through the air, and stopped in front of him.

The Qiongye gurgled and flowed, and the surroundings were quiet and silent.

Ling Qing slowly opened her eyes, feeling her heart beating wildly, and she hadn't recovered from the thrill ahead.

The man standing in front of him had dark eyes, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hand stopped in front of him and never took it back.Seeing the dazed and panicked look on Ling Qing's face when he opened his eyes, Yan Yunlie turned his fist to the sky, and slowly spread his palms little by little.

A few fireflies flew out from his hands, chattering and swaying, fluttering with bright brilliance, they first gathered together like stars plucked from the sky, when Yan Yunlie's palm was completely spread out, they They all scattered and flew away, blinking and hiding in the surrounding grass.

"Master Qin is the first one who can escape more than ten tricks from my subordinates. I wonder how many surprises Master Qin has waiting for me to explore?" The deep and mellow voice spread out in the quiet night.

Ling Qing didn't know that Yan Yunlie just used some real strength in the last move; Ling Qing didn't know that Yan Yunlie's words were full of compliments, but obviously, he was already drunk Yes, so I gladly accepted Yan Yunlie's appreciation... Isn't this what I have been waiting for all these years?but……

It seems that it is not only that...

"It's a pity that this wine..." Ling Qing looked down at the mutilated wine jar.

Yan Yunlie walked to the side, picked two leaves from the tree, twisted them in his hands and walked back, he circled the leaves into a funnel shape, and then scooped wine from the jar, "This way...you can continue to drink gone."

Looking at the sassy man in front of him, drinking wine from leaves as cups, the unspeakable emotions in Ling Qing's heart became more and more intense, as if he could figure it out a little more, but at the same time, a chill shrouded him.He could feel that he was afraid.

Some things, which were just ignorant before, or covered up by other emotions, are now gradually cleared up, as if only separated by a heavy veil, but he dare not admit it and face it.

Because there are always some things in this world that Ling Qing can't bear.