Li Xunhuan and A Fei

In the early spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are in full bloom, but the bitter cold outside the customs is still yellow and there is not much green.The wind and sand are raging, and under the gray dome are gray clouds, gray hills, and pedestrians who are also gray.

The town is small, not prosperous, located in a desolate place, with high mountains and far roads, and no business travel. There is only one inn in the town, and there has never been any big business, barely making ends meet.

In the inn, there is only one person who collects bills, cooks and waits, and the shopkeeper is also a waiter. Recently, there is a second waiter who does odd jobs.

How strange this guy looked, he was dressed in white and had brown stains on his chest. Several pig butchers in the town recognized the stain as blood that couldn't be washed off, so they felt that the origin of this guy was suspicious, but they didn't mind their own business.

In addition to blood stains, his clothes were always stained with wine. Whenever he saw him, he smelled of wine, as if he had just been fished out of a wine jar.He seemed to be in poor health, and often covered his mouth and coughed. He carried a flagon with him, and drank while coughing.Others advised him not to drink if you cough like this, he continued to drink with a smile.

Once this person smiles, he will give people a sense of surprise, his eyebrows are stretched, the corners of his lips are raised, and his whole face exudes an indescribable brilliance. When he smiles, it seems that the gray world is brightened for a moment.

Only then will people pay attention to his facial features.

His appearance was originally excellent, with sword eyebrows drawn into the temples, affectionate eyes, and peach blossom eyes, which are as clear as water when fully opened, and lazy when slightly closed, and the wandering glances are breathtaking.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, the wings of the nose are not too big or too small, straight from the front, and beautifully curved from the side, a person with a good nose can stand upright with a single face.

The mouth is thin and bright red. It may be because of the frequent drinking, it is always moist almost every time I see it. This is very special in the windy, sandy and dry place outside the customs, with a bit of the softness and moistness of the Jiangnan water town.

His facial features are already beautiful alone, but when they are combined together, they add a bit of agility. He doesn't care about his appearance at all, and his demeanor is not pretentious in his actions. He is more attractive invisibly. This kind of "unknown beauty" His demeanor brought his beauty to a higher level.

Since the shopkeeper hired this person, there have been more girls and daughters-in-law in the shop. There are even a few idlers who like to come here when they have nothing to do, order peanuts, and sit for a long time.

The shopkeeper was puzzled at first, but later a peddler who had been to the state capital said that it turned out that someone from a big family was just like this, and he had seen some young men in the Huanguan, who couldn't even compare to this person's little finger!The shopkeeper probably understood why he could eat both men and women, while sighing secretly that the world was declining, people's hearts were not ancient, morality and music were broken, and he laughed while counting money in the middle of the night.

If I had to nitpick about this man's shortcomings, it was that he seemed a little too old.

He has white hair on his head, and the corners of his eyes are slightly wrinkled. His eyes are sometimes vicissitudes of life and loneliness, showing pain from time to time. When you look directly at people, you feel very distressed, and you can't help but want to do something for him. What.He is obviously tall and tall, but he is always hunched over, making him look a little more fragile.

If other people have white hair and wrinkles like his, they may not be attractive, but this person is different. His aging not only does not damage his appearance, but adds uniqueness to the ordinary.It is like the thickest stroke of ink and color in an ink painting, like the touch of blue and white flowers on the mouth of a white flower goblet bottle, like that little bit of red hidden in the green leaves.At first you thought he was old, but after a closer look, you felt that his age was just right. If he was too young and there was no trace of vicissitudes in his eyes, he might be tasteless.

No one can tell how old he is.

When he smiled, he was only in his 20s. When he drank, he looked like he was in his 30s. When he coughed and bent over, he looked like [-] from behind.

What a unique person, a strange person.In short, he was not a boy at all.

The shopkeeper said that this person was not a clerk at first. That morning, this person came to the inn wearing a robe that was so wet that he could not see his original appearance. He asked for wine when he entered the inn. On the fourth day, the shopkeeper dragged him from the bed like a dead dog and asked him for the rent.With his bloodshot eyes open, he was drunk and said he had no money.

The shopkeeper wanted to fight, but he didn't hide.

The shopkeeper punched him a few times, but he didn't feel any pain, but the shopkeeper's own hand hurt a lot, and he became more and more angry, yelling to report to the police.

He said why so, let's pay for the dishes in your shop.

The shopkeeper was even angrier, saying that there are already three people in my store waiting in line to wash the dishes. You have a good idea!

The man said that I am different from them, I don't need a penny, all I need is wine, and I can attract business for you.

So he stood at the door to welcome the guests. Whenever a guest came to the door, he would give the guest a wooden statue, dragonflies, butterflies, kittens, puppies and other gadgets. There were actually more guests.

Later, the shopkeeper found that the customers were not attracted by these wooden statues, but by his face, so he asked him to wash his clothes, shave his beard, and comb his hair. Unexpectedly, it was really useful, and the number of customers increased.

He only drank alcohol every day and seldom ate much, and his body was getting thinner and thinner. The shopkeeper thought that he didn't look good because he was thinner, so he insisted on eating, and he ate when he was told, showing a lack of temper.

He was drunk most of the time, and occasionally sober. Except for the time when he asked for the rent, the shopkeeper never saw him speak. The main business, other things are just part-time jobs.

He has a good capacity for alcohol, and he doesn't pick out the cheap and low-quality wine that the shopkeeper gives him. He takes a bowl with one mouthful and raises the bowl dry. It's more like pouring wine than drinking.Once he vomited himself, lay on the ground and vomited so much that he almost vomited out the gall, the shopkeeper saw him spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood mixed with vomit was spilled on the ground, and the dazzling red was impossible to ignore.

The shopkeeper finally realized that this man's time may be numbered.

No matter how good his health is, if he drinks like this, he won't live long.

That was the first time the shopkeeper persuaded him to quit drinking.

He still smiled and said nothing as always.

The shopkeeper sighed and said, you are also a sad person.

He smiled and walked away.

A few days later, a few fur customers came in for a drink. During the dinner, they talked about a handsome young man who would come to the town every five days to sell furs and prey. He hadn’t seen him for the past month. The tiger ate it.Several people sighed and continued to talk about other things.

He listened while wiping the table, thought for a while, and made a decision in his heart.

In the early morning of the second day, for the first time ever, he tidied himself up neatly, his beard was shaved clean, his clothes were white, his face was white, and even his eyes were empty and pale.

He came to bid farewell to the shopkeeper, saying that a friend used to come to the town all the time, but he hadn't seen him for a month now, and he didn't know what happened, and he wanted to visit him.

The shopkeeper remembered that young man, after all, there was only one such peculiar young man in the whole town, that young man was very strange, he lived alone in the mountains, and usually hunted for a living, when people asked his name, he only said that his name was A Fei, and he had no surname.The shopkeeper still remembered that there was an iron piece on the boy's waist, like a child's toy.

The shopkeeper who got along with him this month felt a little bit reluctant, and asked his name, he thought about it and said, the surname was Shen.After speaking, he took the flagon filled with wine, put on the camel-colored dark cloud-pattern cloak he wore when he came, and left.

He walked out of the small inn where he had stayed for a month, and looked up and looked around.

The street is not wide, filled with yellow sand and dusty, and there are a few vendors selling goods on the street, squinting their eyes and shrinking their hands in the wind and sand, and they don't even bother to sell.

He still remembers that time when he went to the street with A Fei, A Fei was so happy, bouncing around holding his hand and laughing all the way.

The young man who escaped like that was finally destroyed by himself.

Some things, once lost, are lost forever, never to be found again.

After he left Ah Fei, he lived in a daze, anesthetizing himself with bad wine every day. If the shopkeeper hadn't barged in to ask for the rent that day, he might have drunk to death.

It would be great if he could die, but this body has such a good foundation in martial arts. The shopkeeper was afraid that he would die when he saw him vomiting blood.He died of illness in his last life because he was mentally and physically exhausted for many years. He was exhausted by drinking alcohol every day during the ten years of exile, and his heart was injured in the battle with Shangguan Jinhong. In this life, Ah Fei took good care of him. Fallen, still can't die.

After parting with Ah Fei, he had no place to live, so he came to the town and stayed in a hotel for a while, thinking about where he would go in the future while recovering from his injuries.

He will never go to Long Xiaoyun and Lin Shiyin's place again, and it is best not to go to Sun Xiaohong's place. In his previous life, he caused Xiaohong to lose his grandfather and was a widow at a young age. In this life, Xiaohong should have a better life. Spend your youth on yourself.Although there are many friends in the Jianghu, but as soon as he enters the Jianghu, he will cause a bloodbath, so it is better to stay away.

Originally, a sparsely populated place outside the customs would be a good choice, but it's a pity that A Fei is here, and he can't stay any longer.

It seems that getting acquainted all over the world is not a good thing, and there is no place to hide if you want to.

He finally discovered that there was no room for Li Xun Huan after living two lifetimes in the north and south of the Yangtze River.

Li Xunhuan, oh Li Xunhuan, you really failed as a human being.He couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

After staying in the inn for a month, he only cared about his own sadness, and didn't think about what would happen to A Fei.A few days ago, I was mentioned by those guests before I realized that I had made a big mistake.

How stubborn A Fei is, no one knows better than Li Xun Huan, what A Fei believes never changes, since he puts his heart into Li Xun Huan, what kind of life will he lead after Li Xun Huan leaves?

No matter how sad Li Xun Huan was, the most he could do was drink and vomit blood, A Fei lived alone, no one talked to him, and there was not even a breather in the whole house, what would happen to him?Will a person die silently?

He knew that Ah Fei wasn't that fragile, but this thought was like a seed, once planted, there was no way to stop it from taking root and sprouting, and it would soon grow into a towering tree when he wasn't paying attention, making it impossible to ignore.

Li Xunhuan felt that it was his fault that he should not have left A Fei there alone, he should have watched A Fei enter the customs, or left after A Fei had made new friends.

He left so suddenly, it was too hard for A Fei to accept, if A Fei did something impulsive, Li Xun Huan would be the one to blame.

When he left, the food at home was still enough for three days. A Fei hadn't come out to buy food in the past month. What would he eat and drink this month?Could it be that he was sick and that's why he didn't come out?

No one knew he died of illness at home, so what should we do?

Li Xunhuan couldn't sit still.

He decided to take a look at A Fei, he had to know that A Fei was fine before he could leave here with confidence.

His lightness kung fu is very good. When he was a child, he liked to practice lightness kung fu the most. He liked the feeling of flying over the walls. Although his lightness kung fu is not as famous as his flying knife, there are not many people in the whole world who can surpass him. These people obviously did not include the still young A Fei.

If he did his best, Ah Fei shouldn't be able to find out that he was here.

As soon as he thought of it, he didn't have any luggage to pack. He made an exception and didn't drink any alcohol. He got up early in the morning, washed himself up, cleaned himself up so that he could see others, swept away the decadence of the past month, and set out on the road with a throwing knife.

He wanted to take a sneak peek at A Fei before leaving, he didn't know that what he saw would be an unforgettable scene in his life.