The teacher is a fish

"The villains in my eyes, they also have their own helplessness, if you don't stand in their position, how do you know the pain they have suffered?" In a secluded place, Jiang Shuyin stood under the central heart.

When red flowers and white hair set off, there is always a deep sadness.Looking at the ends of his snow-colored hair, Shen Qingshu inexplicably felt a stabbing pain in his chest.But there are still firm words on the lips: "That's just the villain in your eyes."

Jiang Shuyin's black eyes trembled, Shen Qingshu looked at his lonely look, couldn't help turning his head away, and clenched his teeth lightly.

Jiang Shuyin on the opposite side is a person who can help him relieve his knots. He was only lonely for a while, so he looked at him aggrievedly, and flattened his mouth and said: "Master, really, when you don't fully understand them, don't take it lightly." Good conclusion."

"..." Looking at such a charming and domineering man, who made a gesture that didn't match him, and was so handy, Shen Qingshu silently reached out to rub the goosebumps on his arm, and said softly: "Why? .”

Jiang Shuyin showed a childlike aggrieved expression: "Think about it, everything is so absolute, what if you have a harmonious relationship with the villain in the future? Isn't that a contradiction?"

Shen Qingshu raised his head and said, "Impossible."

As soon as these three words came out, he felt a strong sour smell coming from the opposite side, it was so sour that no one could ignore it!However, this strong sour taste also contains other flavors, such as depression and sadness.

Before he could make another move, Jiang Shuyin grabbed his hand and grabbed his waist with the other, forcing him to get close to him, unable to escape.

Jiang Shuyin was tall and tall, and when he approached Shen Qingshu, he always had a domineering aura, forcing Shen Qingshu to raise his head slightly and look at him with unfriendly eyes.

Knowing this person's temperament well, this action of the two of them could not help but make Shen Qingshu's heart ring loudly: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Shuyin is still harmless to humans and animals, and what he said is even more aggrieved: "Compared with you now, I like you in the future more. But when I think about why you will become like that in the future, I would rather You have always been the Immortal Head of the Righteous Path, and you have never suffered such hardships."

Shen Qingshu's glass-like pupils froze, and murmured: "What did you say?"

Jiang Shuyin still maintained that ambiguous posture, but his tone and expression returned to normal, becoming a little unbearable and a little pity: "Master, don't think about it, come home with me."

This was already unknown how many times he had invited, Shen Qingshu stiffly pulled his hand out of his hand, turned around, as if to calm down his heart: "Go back? Where are you going back?"

As soon as this sentence came out, both of them fell silent.

In the air, bits and pieces of air-conditioning gradually condensed. It was so cold that one couldn't help but pinch the corners of his clothes gently to prevent the air-conditioning from rushing in.

In today's night, a ray of silver-white moonlight is faintly cast.

Looking at it, it is so sad and sad.

Jiang Shu Yin Junyi's face was reflected by the moonlight like frost, white and delicate, like the best fat jade.Slightly fluttering his long, dark eyelashes, he sighed, "Master..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a young man in white clothes suddenly pushed aside the branches, and said pleasantly: "Books are easy for me to find! Brother Xiyan is waiting for you!"

Shen Qingshu didn't look at Jiang Shuyin who was behind him, but asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for me to do?"

A Lijia smiled and came over to pull him: "Shushu, what's wrong with you? Didn't we agree earlier that we would go to the night market in Weishui Lake together? How did you forget?"

Shen Qingshu remembered that this was indeed the case, apologized, and followed him.

When he walked under a flourishing peach tree, he heard a sigh from a man behind him: "It's really not the right time."

The sad and sad voice made Shen Qingshu's fingertips tremble and his eyelids drooped.

Jiang Shuyin originally wanted to tell him everything he knew, including Liu Xiwan's death, and the fate of A Lijia and the others.Even if he knew that he might not believe it, that he might be in pain, but Jiang Shuyin felt that as long as he let him go back with him, he should try any method.

A few days later, Jiang Shuyin never found a suitable opportunity, and Shen Qingshu and his party had already returned home.

This day Liu Xiwan sprained her ankle and couldn't go out.Hua Xiyan was still a few medicines away from treating her foot injury, but he couldn't leave.Shen Qingshu and A Lijia volunteered to collect herbs for Liu Xiwan.

Jiang Shuyin also went with them.

Seeing Shen Qingshu and A Lijia laughing and laughing all the way, Jiang Shuyin guessed that there should be nothing wrong with them, so he found the largest and strongest tree among the trees all over the mountain, and turned over to take a lazy nap.

On the other side, in order to find the medicinal materials as soon as possible before the sun went down, Shen Qingshu and Ali Jia split into two groups to search for them.

The three of them set off at Chenshi, the sun at Chenshi was sufficient and warm, and they thought it would be a good weather, but they didn't expect that the sky was not as bright and warm as in the morning, and it looked infinitely pale.

"Hey, it's going to rain!"

Pedestrians on the mountain left one after another in order to avoid the rain.For a while, the overcrowded mountain became silent.

Without any warning, the sparse light rain fell from the sky, wet the peach blossoms on the branches, and stained with a touch of loneliness.

Shen Qingshu sighed softly, carried the small medicine basket on his back, and planned to find a place to shelter from the rain first.Coincidentally, as soon as I had this thought, I saw a tall and sturdy tree out of the corner of my eye.The tree has dense branches and is much larger than the surrounding trees.

Looking around again, Jiang Shuyin was nowhere to be found. Thinking that this person had a high level of cultivation and nothing could happen, Shen Qingshu went to the tall tree alone.

The scenery here is beautiful, even if it is raining, it is still green mountains and green waters.

The beauty of mountains lies in the majestic and majestic peaks; the beauty of water lies in the sparkling and crystal clear; the beauty of clouds lies in the lightness, softness, magic and etherealness;

The mountains and rivers depend on each other, the clouds are soft and the trees are green.Seen from a distance, the faint mist permeates, as if covered with a layer of light veil, hazy and fantastic;

The sound of birds chirping in the mountains is clear and crisp, and the singing of warblers and sparrows is endless.

Amidst the vast greenery, dots of pink adorn this painting scene like ink dots.

As soon as the wind blows, thousands of years of peach blossoms are pouring away, the beauty is suffocating, and the sadness is so lonely.

It's like a dream, a dream that can't afford to struggle.

Shen Qingshu sat down on a rock, carefully placed the herbs, and then looked at the pale sky, took out a palm-sized stone xun from his sleeve, and brought it to his lips.

Suddenly, the melodious and melodious Xun sounded in this verdant land.

Mildly continuous, high swing ups and downs.

The lingering sound of the xun seems to be tinkling like mountains and flowing water.

The white shirt blown by the wind, the boy sitting on the boulder.

Well-dressed, with delicate features, he is so handsome that he seems to be able to calm down the world.

The way he sat on the huge boulder was quiet, warm and graceful.The astonishing elegance is displayed in the picturesque eyebrows and deep eyes, with a sternness and self-confidence that speaks for itself.

——What a peerless man that cannot be ignored!

The slender and delicate fingers moved up and down on the stone xun, and the lingering sound waves became mellow, sometimes high and clear, and sometimes slow and quiet.

It's as clear as big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate, and it's as quiet as the sound of a flute.

The light water lips are lightly attached to the stone xun, and the lonely and soft melody comes out of the xun, making people confused.

In the peach forest, there are colorful falling flowers, and the pink petals are like rouge flying all over the ground.

The peach blossoms are dense and compact, crowding the entire branch.The budding flower buds are as pink and tender as the blushing cheeks of a daughter's family; while those blooming flowers are fragrant and glamorous.

The handsome young man in white clothes seemed to have absorbed countless essences of heaven and earth, and he was as clear as a fairy, outstanding.

When he blows the stone xun, he is very serious.He didn't even know that Feihua fell all over his body... Jiang Shuyin, who was sleeping on the tree trunk, was awakened by the sound of the xun, and slowly lowered his head—a young man in white was sitting under the tree where he was taking a nap.

His skirt was half wet, but even so, it still couldn't hide his astonishing beauty.

For a moment, Jiang Shuyin really wanted to jump off.

But he was afraid that his recklessness would scare him, so he kept holding back, and his heart was even more turbulent: I used to only know that he played the piano very well, and the sound of the Xiao was also good, but now Jiang Shuyin knows that his Xun sound is even better. A must!

Under the amazement, it is unavoidable to be surprised.He played the Xun so well, but why had he never seen him play it?

The person blowing the xun raised his head inadvertently, and in an instant, his eyes met, and both of them were stunned!

People say that because of thousands of years of continuous misses and painful life after life, it is possible to meet each other under the peach tree in this life.

——Then, how many times have we missed it in thousands of years before we can meet under the peach blossom tree in this life?

People say that how many times you have missed the previous life, then the lingering and fate in this life will be so deep.

——Then, how many times have we missed it before we miss each other deeply in this life, and even recalling this friendship is accompanied by a slight throbbing pain in our hearts?

Certainly, missed countless times, right?

If not, how could it be painful in this life and wet in the next life?

Uncontrollably, Jiang Shuyin opened his mouth slightly, as if surprised.

Shen Qingshu under the tree raised his head slightly, and carefully looked at the man on the tree with clear eyes: this man was lying lazily on the branches of the peach tree, with his back leaning against the trunk.He was dressed in black, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome complexion. Even with the falling peach blossoms flying over his body, he was really romantic...

Although it is spring now, the drizzle in spring is still mixed with coldness, accumulating in the air, forcing people to add clothes to keep warm.

And the person in front of him...slightly lowered his brows and eyes, Shen Qingshu said softly: "Although it's spring, there will still be spring rains to disturb people after all, you just wear this little?"

The man in black on the tree smiled brightly, leaned forward lightly, and said triumphantly, "Hey, I knew it."

Like a naughty child, his dark and bright eyes seemed to be studded with two little suns, so arrogant that people couldn't look away: "You have me in your heart!"

Shen Qingshu pursed his lips, silently watching the light rain patter in the sky.

The water in the peach blossom pool reflects the spring rain, and the catkins are flying, as if there is nothing to say about life and death in the world of mortals.