Bound Shark Wife

Meng Linzhi took the pulse of the Zongzhang, and the pulse became stable. After the servant listened to his words and applied the hair cream back to the Zongzhang, his complexion was no different from that of ordinary people.

Meng Linzhi asked, "How do you feel today?"

Pu Yuan said: "No problem."

Meng Linzhi smiled happily: "Well, anyway, I don't think there are major problems in general, and the minor problems can only be adjusted by the head of the clan. If there is nothing wrong, I have to go back to the Shenling to take care of the medicine field. I won't take good care of it before the severe winter comes. , the whole field is going to rot again.”

Pu Yuan nodded slightly, he picked up his clothes and got up, Meng Linzhi shook his head and declined politely: "Don't send me off, save some energy."

Meng Linzhi had already walked outside the door, but suddenly turned back.He looked at the dark blue figure in the room that looked like a lone pine, and asked with a smile: "Master Zong, you really don't plan to find another new love?"

Pu Yuan's eyes did not change: "Before the priest asks me, why don't you think about your own lifelong affairs."

Meng Linzhi left with a smile, Pu Yuan heard the other party leave a sigh.

It's ridiculous for two people who are not prepared to play Tai Chi with each other.

In the 28th year of Chuguang, it was rumored that the government was not very peaceful, and the turmoil outside did not affect the territory of the Quli people at all. It was just that the winter of this year was colder than previous years. On the first day of winter, there was a vast expanse of white snow.

The servant wrapped his padded jacket tightly and tightened his neck, and hurriedly brought hot water to the Zongzhang's bedroom.

Pu Yuan has put on his clothes neatly, there is a prayer ceremony to be done at noon, the ceremony can be big or small, and Zong Zhang is not in good health recently, in fact, it can be rejected.

However, the closed disciple of the patriarch joined the sect early, and Pu Yuan adhered to the rigorous attitude of teaching himself, and did not shirk.

Outside the door, disciple Luo Changyun bowed his head respectfully to the head of the sect, and the shoulders of the black-clothed boy who fell to the ground had not yet grown into a generous posture, but now he could vaguely see a steady momentum.

Pu Yuan indifferently watched his disciple finish the salute, and said, "Let's go."

The dark blue peacock feathers were neatly folded on the shoulders of the heavy and complicated robes. Since the illness, Pu Yuan has lost a lot, and the edges and corners have become sharp.

Luo Changyun silently followed behind the Zongzhang, the wheels of the car leaving traces on the thin white snow.

The boundless snowflakes were sprinkled one after another, everything was quiet, and low-pitched chant came from the temple, which lasted for a long time.

After Pu Yuan finished this prayer, he did not return to the Zongyuan immediately, but let the carriage go around to the market.

As New Year's Day is approaching, Pu Yuan seldom goes shopping, but at this moment, he suddenly has the idea of ​​buying some New Year's items.These tedious chores were all handled by the servants in the courtyard, Pu Yuan stepped out of the carriage, his indifferent mood rose slightly, maybe he just wanted to go for a walk.

A ball of snowball suddenly landed at Pu Yuan's feet and exploded into pieces of snow. He lowered his eyes and watched, a small radish head was wrapped in a thick winter coat, and he ran towards him awkwardly, raised his head and stared blankly at Pu Yuan.

When the little luotou's mother saw the person her baby hit with a snowball, she yelled, and hurried forward: "Master Dazong, my little girl is naughty, she didn't mean to..."

Pu Yuan said, "No problem."

Looking at the little luotou again, he said, "The ground is slippery in the snow, be careful not to fall."

The woman picked up the little radish head and hurried away. Pu Yuan stood silently under the snow for a moment, looking at the scattered snow clusters at his feet in a daze.

Nasha used to like to playfully throw snowballs at his feet in winter. One year, when Shark came back from outside, he threw a ball of snow into the house, which happened to land on his shoes.

Obviously he was the one who was late, but instead he blamed himself for not waiting for him to eat together, the reason is always on the other side of the unreasonable shark.

There was a light smile in Pu Yuan's eyes, and walking under the snow with an umbrella seemed to become a lot easier.

In fact, even if I can't see Na Shame again, the past memories are enough to accompany Pu Yuan for a long time. After all, people's lifespan is limited, and it will be regrettable if there are more or less things in the heart, just enough is good.

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Shark was lying on the jade platform with the wine glass in his arms, Ji Hongxi pushed away the people around him, and walked over to take the glass from Xiao Shar's hand.

"What are you smirking at, so dumb."

Shamemi opened her eyes in a daze, and wanted to carry the wine glass back into her arms, but found that Ji Hongxi would not give it to him, so she could only use the wine bottle instead, hugging it against her face in aggrieved manner.

Shark said inarticulately, "I dreamed about A Yuan."

Ji Hong said: "You are really promising."

Xiaosha pursed her lips, her eyelids turned red: "Don't speak ill of A Yuan, it's Shark."

The merman always laughs and plays carelessly and unrestrainedly, but now he wants to drink away his worries.It's okay for ordinary people to do this, but Xiaosha didn't make Ji Hongxi feel distressed when she did it, and said with a sneer, "It's neither fish nor fowl."

Shark opened his misty eyes and glanced sideways: "I'm sad."

Ji Hongxi thinks that love is the least worthy of nostalgia in the world. He wants Xiaoyu to learn to forget, and takes Xiaoyu out to meet the man he arranged every once in a while.

From the nobles in the sky, down to the merchants and literati, Xiaoyu didn't make a sound when he met them. He was really tired of being asked, so he just put people in a corner and squatted there to keep his ears clean.

Shame missed Zongzhang even more.

Hong Xia took him to meet many people outside, and no one could replace the position of Zong Zhang in his heart.

Ji Hongxi looked at Xiaosha unmoved, and sat beside him drinking.

"To say that you are stupid is really to bump your head against the south wall. I have experienced it thousands of years before you. It is really for your own good to do so."

Shark turned his head, his voice muffled between the crooks of his arms.

"Shark will never forget Ah Yuan."

Ji Hong burst out laughing.

"How many years do you want to remember him? How many years have you only known each other? When he dies, he will only live to be 60 or [-] years old. Maybe when you live to my age, you will still remember that he has disappeared for so long. You can't count the time."

Xiaosha was silent.

He asked: "Will my brother remember a person for a thousand years?"

Ji Hongxi sighed softly: "Yes."

Shark pricked up his ears, and asked uncertainly: "Is... is it Ye Wenlan in the painting?"

Ji Hong breathed lightly and said, "You still know him."

Xiaojiao nodded: "Meng Linzhi told me, and I have seen your paintings."

Ji Hongxi: "Can you give me the painting?"

Xiaosha didn't make a sound.

Ji Hongxi: "I'll go grab—"

Before he finished speaking, a shark was glued to his arm.

Xiao Shake shook his head vigorously: "Don't grab it."

Ji Hongxi looked at him with a smile: "Teasing you."

As winter passed and spring came, Xiaoyu stayed by Ji Hongxi's side for three months in a sullen mood, waiting for the crowds on the street to gradually become bustling with the continuous rain.

He wrapped his veil tightly and hid in the corner, peeking at A Yuan sitting alone in the main room eating quietly, with no one around, his heart couldn't help but feel sore.

Ah Yuan didn't want to see Shark, so Xiaosha didn't disturb anyone.This year's New Year's Day has not been with A Yuan, nor has it thrown snow balls at A Yuan's feet.

Xiaosha rubbed his eyes, but didn't make a sound.

He has not left, and has not changed his position since sneaking into the Zongyuan. His incredibly flexible body is curled up in a very small corner. Snowflakes first fell on his shoulders, and then the rain scattered the snowflakes.

I don't remember peeping for a few days, Shark lay in the corner without moving, even folded his two arms, and lay directly on the ground in the corner with his eyes closed and fell into a sleepy sleep.

Until a shadow covered his head, the paper umbrella shielded the rain from the shark's body.

Xiaosha shook his ears slightly, lay on the ground and looked at the person squatting in front of him in a daze, then buried his face in the crook of his arms.

He muttered to himself: "Anything A Yuan says."

"Anyway, the shark doesn't know, and the shark doesn't hear."

It seemed like he hadn't seen A Yuan for a long time, and the two floating pearls rolled quietly to the ground.

Pu Yuan looked at the shark lying on the ground dropping pearls, more and more pearls dropped.

The author has something to say:

To be fixed, thank you all.