Shark Breeding Manual

Luo Weicheng stretched the white ash on his sleeves, shook his head, it seemed that he didn't want to have any further communication with him:

"No, it's not too much money."

He really didn't want to be in contact with him anymore. At that time, he didn't know that when Luo Weicheng didn't want to communicate with others, his eyes would turn slightly downward, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, which was almost cold.

Fang Jinzhou was a little annoyed. It turned out that he really didn't want to have contact with him at the time.

But Fang Jinzhou in the dream was not reluctant, and followed him non-stop:

"That won't work. I, Fang Jinzhou, never owe anything to others. If you don't tell me, I will follow you all the time. You can't never go home."

Luo Weicheng thought for a while, probably because he was really afraid of following him, so he sighed:

"Okay then, I'll take you to your house to get it."

Then the screen changed, Luo Weicheng refused his invitation and stood outside the door waiting for him to hand him five taels of silver, thanked him and left.

At that time, I didn't care about such a small episode, he had always been careless, and what he was thinking about was that he had lost the badge of Zongjianmen and had to get it back quickly, and how to avoid the ridicule of his brothers tomorrow, turned his head Then forget about it.

But the leaving figure in the dream never disappeared, he just walked out alone.A lonely son stands alone, caries walk alone.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the blue city walls on both sides reflected sharp reflections on the ground, breaking his whole body in half, half hidden in the shadows, silent and depressed, and half stepping on the sun and staggering endlessly.

The setting sun sank more and more, the shadows gradually covered the bright light, and his back became thinner and thinner.

Fang Jinzhou felt a great sadness flooding towards him like a tide, and he wanted to step forward, but he didn't know whether to hold his hand to make him stop, or to walk side by side with him.

But no matter how he walked, he couldn't touch that figure.

He wanted him to stop, but no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't make a sound.

He was almost devastated, and this unspeakable sadness swept all his emotions in all directions, leaving only grief to make him panic, and he cried out silently:

"stop!"

"Weicheng, stop!!"

"stop!!!"

"Wake up, wake up, what's wrong? Jinzhou? Wake up?"

He suddenly opened his eyes, Luo Weicheng was looking at him with a frown and doubt:

"What's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"what?"

Everything in the dream was for no reason. After waking up, the intense and suffocating sadness suddenly disappeared. He couldn't even recall the source of the sadness that made people cry?

Fang Jinzhou shook his head, touched his face subconsciously: "I seem to have a dream?"

Luo Weicheng asked, "What dream?"

Fang Jinzhou shook his head, feeling a little lost: "I can't remember clearly, I don't know why I felt so sad in my dream."

Luo Weicheng comforted: "It's okay, dreams are always reversed."

Fang Jinzhou nodded, looked at the faintly pale sky, his eyelids closed half of the shady scene heavily: "Sleepy."

Luo Weicheng tugged at the quilt: "I'm stuck sleeping for a while."

"Ah."

Obviously he couldn't open his eyes anymore, but his thoughts became clearer and clearer. After squinting for a while, he regained consciousness. Fang Jinzhou called out tentatively:

"Weicheng?"

"what?"

"Are you asleep?"

Luo Weicheng snorted in a daze: "No, what's the matter?"

"Let's chat, I can't sleep."

"What are you talking about?"

Fang Jinzhou said: "I suddenly remembered something. Why were you willing to help me lose money on the street that day?"

Luo Weicheng jumped out of the quilt, woke up, and was a little playful:

"Because I've seen you before."

"When?" Fang Jinzhou was a little surprised, thinking subconsciously in his mind, but still to no avail.

Luo Weicheng smiled: "You must not remember, in fact, I met you on the first day I came to Penglian."

"When?"

"At the gate of the city."

It was the first time that Luo Weicheng came to Penglian. He used to live with an old friend of his father in Wucheng. Luo Weicheng called him Uncle Qiu. with.

In order not to harm others, he did not marry a wife all the year round, but he was really kind to Luo Weicheng, taught him to read and write, and provided for him to study, but he died of another illness when he was 16 years old.

After his death, Luo Weicheng helped with the funeral, and then sold his family property and decided to come to Penglian. Weicheng took his ashes and sprinkled them on the sea of ​​lifelessness.

In front of him is Mr. Private School, who needs to buy medicine and take care of food and drink for the two of them. The remaining money is not much, Luo Weicheng knows in his heart that he has always been a sensible person, and he also saves money on food and expenses along the way. Thinking of coming to an unknown place like Penglian, one must need a lot of money.

So when he came all the way, he was so skinny that he almost became a skeleton. In addition, he hadn't seen an inn for several days. If it wasn't for his clean clothes, he would not be far from a beggar.

While waiting to enter the city, I suddenly heard a bustling crowd, and a galloping horse galloped out from the city gate.

The approach was menacing, domineering and scattered the crowd.

Luo Weicheng didn't have time to dodge for a while, seeing that the horse's hoof was about to step down, suddenly the whole person threw his body back and flew up lightly.

There was a lot of noise around, the person on the horse tilted his body for some reason and fell off the horse, but he felt the solid warmth behind him, obviously it was only a flash, but he clearly saw the reference objects around him that were retreating rapidly, A man's hand was firmly clasped around his waist.

Then the toes touched the ground, the warmth behind him receded, and the out-of-control steed ran forward two steps and stopped on the spot.

The young master who was just now looked over angrily:

"Which short-sighted person dares to plot against the young master?"

"It's me, what can you do to me?"

Only then did Luo Linjun see the young man behind him. He was quite tall, with the unbearable emaciation of a young man when he climbed up rapidly, and his face was even immature. The uninhibited attitude has a bit of adult sex appeal.

The young master seemed to know him, and angrily stepped forward two steps:

"Fang Jinzhou! It's you again! There's no end to you!"

The young man behind him casually threw the stone in his hand, the young man subconsciously covered his face and was about to hide, the young man laughed mockingly.

"idiot."

The young man became angry from embarrassment, but he was also afraid of the young man's majesty, so he said dryly:

"Fang Jinzhou, you wait for me!!"

Then he rode away quickly, and the scattered crowd returned to order. He apologized to the boy:

"Thank you, little boy, for saving me."

The young man waved his hand nonchalantly, swayed to the side, rode on a group of fine horses parked by the roadside, and left quickly.

It was just the most common encounter. If I hadn't seen it again on Penglian Street later, I might have forgotten that there was such a thing.

After listening to Fang Jinzhou, he said with emotion:

"Hey, no wonder you helped me lose money. Why didn't you tell me at the time? If you had said this, if I had known you earlier, you wouldn't have had such a hard time."

Luo Weicheng's first two years in Penglian were really hard. He used all his savings to buy a house, but it was difficult for a foreigner with no acquaintances to recruit students.

It's because of staying for a long time in the past few years that he gradually gained some fame, and with Fang Jinzhou's hype, his life is better.

Luo Weicheng straightened the hair on his forehead and said, "It's not too late."

His fingertips were warm, and Fang Jinzhou's heart skipped a beat with his normal movements.

After a while, he suddenly asked:

"Weicheng, tell me, will we be together forever?"

Luo Weicheng paused slightly with his fingertips, smiled softly for a while, and swept his thin breath:

"Of course, if you want."

Fang Jinzhou smiled with satisfaction.

The sadness of the dream is gone now.

Weicheng said that he would always be with him, and he always kept his word, so it was true.

He and Weicheng will always be together, eating together, drinking together, playing together, and growing old together.

Whether Weicheng likes herself or not doesn't seem to be that important anymore.

Just be together.

He turned over and hugged him tightly, as usual:

"That's good, we will always be together."

The promises made when I was young always seemed so easy to make, and I firmly believed that it could be vigorous and not afraid of wind and rain.

What you see in your eyes is bright light shining everywhere, and the haze is pressing down on the dark underground, no one cares about him.

Because of this, I was sincere enough when I made the promise, and it hurts so much when I betrayed it.