The teacher is a fish

"You two... What's the matter?" Early the next morning, looking at the bruises and bruises on the faces of the two, Shen Qingshu hesitated slightly.

Jiang Shuyin and Shen Zijun stood side by side, both expressionless, and said in unison: "Don't worry, I just fell down."

Shen Qingshu: "...Really."

In the blink of an eye, the three of them were getting closer and closer to Yiyuanzong, and Jiang Shuyin suddenly had the illusion that many secrets that had been buried for many years were about to be revealed.

There is a trace of excitement, but also a trace of regret.

After several days of sunny days, it finally rained for three or four consecutive days.Now the three masters and apprentices came to a deep mountain. There was no one living in the mountain, only a dilapidated and dilapidated temple.

Jiang Shuyin's hand has healed, so he doesn't need to hang it on his chest anymore.After tidying up briefly, the three of them temporarily rested here.

In the evening, there was a continuous drizzle of rain outside the temple. Although the three of them had spiritual power to protect their bodies, Jiang Shuyin and Shen Zijun were restless in their fights all the way, and their bodies were thoroughly wet. No matter how strong their bodies were, they finally Unable to stand the toss, coughed a few times.

Shen Qingshu heard it in his ears and saw it in his heart. A fire was built and they were forced to take off their clothes and sit by the fire to keep warm, while he himself went to the mountains to find commonly used herbs to dispel cold.

Jiang Shuyin and Shen Zijun sat side by side around the fire, watching his figure gradually disappearing, their hearts seemed to be warmed by the flames.

It was rare for them not to quarrel, they sat obediently in the ruined temple and waited for him to come back.

It was still drizzling outside. Jiang Shuyin looked at the soil outside the temple, and suddenly heard a few "croaks". little frog.

Shen Zijun also found the little frog, and when they saw it squatting in the soil, they both stared at it intently.

Suddenly, the little frog moved its feet, and now Jiang Shuyin rolled his eyes with a smile, and said to Shen Zijun happily, "Do you think its legs are numb from squatting?"

Shen Zijun was taken aback for a moment, turned his gaze to him, and murmured: "How do you know that its legs are numb?"

The smile on the corner of Jiang Shuyin's mouth suddenly widened, and he pointed to his eyes: "You said 'see', so I can see it with my eyes."

Then the two of them didn't speak again until Shen Qingshu came back.After Shen Qingshu came back, he found a bowl in the temple, cooked the herbs briefly and asked them to drink them while they were hot. The two of them lay side by side on the straw mat, with Shen Qingshu's coat across their bodies.

Ever since they grew up, they have been continuously influenced by the outside world, and it has been a long time since both of them felt the carefree feeling they had when they were young.

Even though they are not in the bustling and peaceful Zhuiyun Mountain now, neither the soft and warm quilts are covered or lying on the bed, but Shen Qingshu is wearing a thin snow-white inner coat, sitting beside them and pulling for them. With the appearance of good clothes, the hearts of both of them are full, as if something called happiness is about to overflow.

Jiang Shuyin grabbed his clothes with his hands, looked at the white figure in the dark night, couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and then gradually closed his eyes.

That night, Jiang Shuyin had a dream.

In the dream, he came to a place where only peach blossoms were in full bloom.

So gorgeous.

In the sky, pink peach petals are dancing, swaying and falling like raindrops, everywhere; and he is among the branches of thousands of peaches, like an ordinary man who has broken into a fairyland.

Some blurred, at a loss.

Inadvertently raised his head and wanted to know where the floating petals fell from, but who knew that the white mist was too blinding, and he could only see countless pink petals flying out behind the white mist...

Just like, the clouds are filled with these frivolous and beautiful flowers.

Some petals fell in front of his eyes and slid across his skin, only feeling a little bit cold, but smooth as silk, just like a lover's caress.

Walking aimlessly in this fairyland, I suddenly saw a tall and strong peach tree standing among thousands of peach trees, standing upright and indestructible!

And those petals are actually scattered from this tree——seems familiar...

Jiang Shuyin was fascinated by it, and walked towards it uncontrollably.

As it got closer, the fog faded.In the ears, there is the sound of wind chimes tinkling, which is as touching as silk and bamboo orchestras.

But it also overflows with strong thoughts and desolation.

——The peach blossoms on the face of the human face are red, just like the longing for the lover.

Reluctant

lovesickness

In front of my eyes, a small and exquisite wind chime hangs among the peach branches, blowing away with the wind.

It was vaguely visible that there was a wooden sign attached to the wind chime. Jiang Shuyin took the swaying wind chime carefully, took it off the peach branch, and took a closer look: Jun Ke'an.

Somewhere in my heart was stabbed deeply, so sore that the whole heart hurts deeply, like a needle prick!

Jun Kean Jun Kean Jun Kean Jun Kean

Greetings—pain, heart, heart, door!

Very few people can bear it. Only those who have truly loved, hurt, and cried will taste this bitterness in desperation.

Going forward with this wind chime, suddenly, the white mist in front of me suddenly dispersed!

The peach tree in the sky, independent of the world

The sound of wind chimes hits my ears, thousands of them fall from a tree

The words on the wooden sign are full of words and sentences, and the peach blossoms in the sky are sprinkled with only one sentence, can you go home?

The wind blows, blowing wind chimes one after another, and flying flowers all over the ground; in the thousands of solitude, the wind chimes ring and sing to make the prosperity of a lifetime, when the peach blossoms are gone, it is just a vicissitudes of life.

After all, life is short, when the big dream first wakes up, the hair is gray, and everything is wrong; Merry.

Jiang Shuyin walked among countless wind chimes, lost his soul.

On the left, right, front and back wooden signs, this sentence, the sound of the piano has become hoarse, and it will not return; that sentence, wait for the king to return...

where is this place?

Why are there these?

He doesn't understand, he doesn't know.

until,

Under the peach tree, I saw a man in white sitting cross-legged and playing the piano - "Master..." Jiang Shuyin called softly as he approached him blankly.

That person has a handsome face, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens, noble and flawless.However, in this extremely beautiful illusion, Jiang Shuyin felt a deep sadness, like a knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

That voice made Shen Qingshu, who was playing the piano, tremble in his fingers, then he turned his head and opened his thin lips in joy, and his usual cold and refined voice came to his ears: "Shu Yin, you are back?!"

——"Master!" With a terrified cry, Jiang Shuyin sat up from the straw mat!

Sweat seeped from his forehead and ran down his handsome profile, covered in cold sweat.At this time, it was already dawn, and Shen Zijun was still leaning against him calmly, but the snow-white figure in the dream was not by his side.

Jiang Shuyin thought of the scene in the dream, and felt sad, as if something was stuck in her heart.

After the heavy rain, the mountain is once again the color of autumn glory and jade.

Among the remaining greenery, there is a little crimson, like a drop of red ink dripping in the emerald green.The picturesque landscape, nostalgic for the misty white clouds, intertwined into a pair of ink painting mainly composed of verdant green.

Late autumn is the time of bright red and golden harvest, and it is also the season when dead leaves are falling.

There are still fallen leaves and trees in the mountains, and the fog is thick, as if covered with a veil, making it hard to see clearly.The surrounding birds sing, just like the wind chimes in a dream, when they rise with the wind, they emit a bewitching rhythm.

There are thousands of worries, and the wind is hoarse.

Without the noise of the wind chimes, it was silent and a bit hasty.

There is an illusion that time flies, but only for a moment.

The tree is not the peach tree in the dream. Compared with the dream, it is less desolate and more lonely.

One person stood with his head up under a huge tree, and the dead leaves all over the sky fell on his head and body.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red, and the peach blossoms are still there, but I don't know where to find the human face.

Jiang Shuyin clearly saw the man in white standing under the tree. Although he never sat down or played the piano, it was exactly the same as in the dream... For a moment, he didn't know if he was still in the dream?

With difficulty, the corners of his mouth were raised, trying to pretend he didn't care, but he didn't know that his current appearance was a thousand times more miserable than in his dream: "I went out so early, so I can find it easier."

Hearing his voice, Shen Qingshu suddenly turned his head, and those clear and bright eyes met Jiang Shuyin's eyes!

"You..." Jiang Shuyin's words were stuck in his throat, unable to speak.Looking at him like this, thinking of all the things he had experienced, his heart suddenly felt sour, and he couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged him tightly: "I am so lucky to meet you."

Shen Qingshu patted him on the back, and said with a smile: "What happened so early in the morning? Could it be that he had a nightmare?"

Jiang Shuyin leaned on his shoulder, sniffing: "That's right, but everything is over now."

Hearing his slightly profound words, although Shen Qingshu didn't know what exactly he was dreaming about, he also guessed that it might be related to something in the past.Can't help but continue to pat him on the back, comforting: "Yeah, no matter how unhappy things are, it's over."

Jiang Shuyin realized that since she came back to him, she had become sentimental, as if she was being hypocritical all the time, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, instead she wanted to make things worse, hanging on him directly and never coming down again. .

Remembering that he had forced him to swear, Jiang Shuyin lifted his head from his shoulders, solemnly raised three fingers: "I swear, no matter what happens in the future, I will never hide from you again, I will face it calmly, even if No matter how serious it is."

Shen Qingshu was not surprised, but raised his eyes and said: "What if it can't be done?"

"I don't believe that if you are struck by lightning, you will die." Jiang Shu said with a smile: "That is too fake."

Looking at the smile in Shen Qingshu's eyes, he softly whispered in his ear: "If you can't do it, just don't talk to me again, it's very simple, and you can do it, and naturally my life would be worse than death .”

Shen Qingshu replied: "Okay."

As soon as the word was pronounced, a shoe flew towards the back of Jiang Shuyin's head!Fortunately, Jiang Shuyin was quick to catch him, so he was not brutally attacked.Patting his chest in fear, Jiang Shuyin took a deep breath and shouted, "Shen Zijun! You murdered me!"

Shen Zijun's face was livid: "If you don't go to Fang Jiewa for a day, please stay away from my master, and come closer again, I will strip you alive!"

The author has something to say: If there are no accidents, the leader will open in mid-October. I hope the babies will post a collection and reward me who is double-opening _(:з」∠)_