Waiting for the wind and rain, the city of clouds is light

"You doubt me, whatever you want, that's your business."

The sun is blocked by the leaves, casting a shadow.The girl's eyes were determined with a touch of ruthlessness, which was breathtaking from a short distance away.

"It's me who is frank, I, no, afraid."

Zhang Liang opened his eyes, the kettle on the stove was breathing hot air, his eyes were clean and white.

Thinking of her again, Zhang Liang smiled, and poured the newly boiling hot water in the pot into the teacup with his hand, the steam churns out with the tea fragrance, and it only took a moment to overflow the pavilion.Zhang Liang stirred the tea leaves, and after a while, the rolled leaves stretched out in the water, as soft as a woman's skirt, but with a bit of toughness.

It's been a while since winter, but today is the first snow.It happened to be the day when the disciples were returning home from class, and one by one rushed into the city for a stroll. Even Zi Ming Ziyu went down the mountain, and ran to shopkeeper Ding and everyone from the Mo family.Zhang Liang closed the lid of the teacup, and the clear sound of a collision was especially clear in the tranquility.The surface of the lake is covered with fine snowflakes, which look white from top to bottom, as if you are in the clouds. The old trees dotted on the lakeside are like scattered strokes in ink paintings, which can be painted with random hands to outline thousands of elegance.

If you don't disturb each other with trivial matters on weekdays, you can steal a day of leisure and be able to sit in this pavilion, make tea and enjoy the snow.Zhang Liang raised his hand and poured himself a cup, but stared blankly at the other empty teacup.

will she come

Zhang Liang paused, and tilted the teacup into the empty cup.

The snow on the steamy eaves melted into water droplets, which dripped outside the pavilion from time to time, with clear and crisp sounds.

When I saw her for the first time, my eyes were all attracted by the bag on her shoulder. When I found out that it was a woman, although my face was calm, I was shocked in my heart.Walking in Songhai City on weekdays, she met many people, but she was the first and only one who looked him in the eye.Those dark brown pupils were clean, without any twist or concealment, and the heroic spirit and faint smile in his brows made him feel... as if he had seen into his heart all of a sudden.

"My surname is He, and I'm just an unknown villain. Mr. Zhang has an extraordinary bearing. It's really a pleasure to meet you."

At that time, he felt that this girl's bearing and heart were even longer than many Confucian disciples.He looked into her eyes and sighed silently in his heart, it would be great if he was in the same way.

However, some things were realized later.At that time in the villa, the elder brother was unsmiling, and he kept admonishing every word he spoke; the second elder brother was a gentle person, and gave way to him everywhere; although Master Xun was an elder, he had to admit that his chess skills were indeed superb.He is conceited that he has outstanding talent, and seeing her now, out of curiosity, he suddenly felt like he was a match, urging him to keep digging, to find out how capable she is.

And the closer he got, the more surprised he was. Every time she responded, it exceeded his expectations.Take her up the mountain, let Ziming get into trouble and bring trouble to Chi Yu, and watch her being provoked by the arrogant little disciple. Every time he thinks he is about to win, he finds that she has seen through his intentions.Maybe he didn't notice it himself, but he was indeed a little confused. Such a person can only be an ally, if it is an enemy, he will be a very difficult opponent.

Subconsciously, he really wanted her to be his friend, so he tried again and again, just eager to make himself fully trust her.But she...

Zhang Liang closed his eyes, and smiled after a while, as if mocking himself, with her character, how could she bear this tone?

Looking back now, I was reckless.

When reason is still hesitating, intuition has already made a judgment, but it is hoped that reason can prove this judgment.Zhang Liang took a sip of his tea and shook his head, this really didn't look like himself.

Snow fell.

Zhang Liang looked outside the pavilion.Sometimes he would think of the competition at the Six Arts Hall that night, he showed all his strength, raised his breath and moved his sword, and the shadow of the sword flew like flying, forcing her to retreat steadily.And he never imagined that the competition would end with her giving up her bow and admitting defeat.

The boiling water splashed onto his fingertips, and Zhang Liang subconsciously pumped it.She's just a girl too, and she's also... scared.

Those eyes stared wide under the moonlight, obviously terrified, but he had to pretend to be fearless, even if he pretended to be seen through at a glance, he didn't want to give up, just like guarding the heart that he least wants to be seen by others. The unraveling pain.

At that moment, his heart softened, and he wanted to force her to explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly, but found that he was completely unable to look into those eyes and say any harsh words.

She is so stubborn, although she is frank and frank with everyone, she is lonely and difficult to approach, and she is always afraid of becoming a burden to others.A woman of this age should have rippling eyes, coquettishness, cursing and dressing up.But she has never been like this, she will not even act coquettishly and beg for help. She has always nodded when others say something. And so distressing.

A black spot appeared on the covered bridge leading to the pavilion, Zhang Liang put down his cup, but saw that it was his senior brother walking towards him.

"Ovary, you..."

"Brother, don't worry." Zhang Liang paused, then raised his teacup again, "Ovary is not drinking."

"Xuerong is getting colder the day after tomorrow, you shouldn't go out if you haven't recovered from the cold, let alone add more clothes." Yan Lu swept Zhang Liang's thin clothes, and couldn't help frowning.

Zhang Liang didn't respond: "It's rare to have a clean day, why don't senior brothers sit down together and see the new snow on the lake?"

Yan Lu was silent for a while: "If it wasn't for Yun Wei, I still don't know where you are."

There was a smile on the corner of her lips: "If it's true what brother said, why didn't she come here in person?"

Yan Lu fell into silence again, watching Zhang Liang raise his cup to finish the tea, and said slowly: "She said that if she came, she would definitely not be able to persuade you."

Zhang Liang couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling, but there was a third of loneliness in his laughter.

Really ungrateful, he looked at the untouched cup of tea in front of him, and the hot air had already dissipated.Although the scenery is beautiful, but sitting alone in the middle of the lake, it is difficult to overcome the coldness of the winter snow.

Yan Lu was right, before night, Zhang Liang's wind and cold became worse, and he couldn't get up when he was lying on the bed.

The headache was unbearable, and he couldn't lift his spirits. He fell asleep in a trance, as if he had a long dream, and pieces of memories in the dream flew like snowflakes.With eyes open, the lights flicker and the shadows are chaotic, and with eyes closed, the sky is covered with snow and dust.

In the dream, he seemed to be walking alone on a long road, passing through the doors of memories, leaving them behind again and again.

The feeling of cold hit him in bursts, and his body trembled unconsciously. He seemed to return to that night in a trance, and the redness in front of his eyes made him unconsciously afraid.

When he ran back to the inn from the streets of Sanghai like a lost soul, but he couldn't find her anywhere, he gradually had a terrible premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to delay running up the mountain for a moment.He looked at the sudden light in the forest, the black shadow was fragmented in the light, but the figure fell straight back, a knife sank into her vest, instantly dyed his sight red.

He is close to breaking down.

He disregarded the opponent's blade that kept calling at the vital points of his body, persistently stabbing at Ling Xu as if he was going crazy, the bright red blood flowed like blood, and Ling Xu's swordsmanship, which was usually elegant and free to advance and retreat, carved terrifying lines in the air Qinghen seemed to be desperate to put the other party to death.Murderous aura suddenly appeared, the blade of the sword wiped the throats of the two of them, the pain from the wound on his body made his eyes go black, and he stretched forward with trembling hands unconsciously, her face was covered by her loose long hair, and she was dressed in a gray cloth. The shirt was all bright red.

"Yunwei." He suppressed the dryness in his throat and called out tentatively.

There was a dead silence.

"Yun Wei," he reached out to caress her cheek, it was cold, "It's me."

The long eyelashes in the moonlight cast a shadow on his face, and the smell of rust came to his face.

"Yunwei..." He had never felt so desperate before, he grabbed her shoulders and arms almost violently, the knuckles of his fingers were blue and white, everything he touched was cold, colder than the cold wind in late autumn, "He Yunwei ! Can you hear me? Get up!"

It was so cold, Zhang Liang gritted his teeth, but the trembling on his body never stopped.

It was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

In a trance, he touched a hand.

His hand fell limply and landed on hers, and suddenly a slight twitch came from the bottom of the palm.Zhang Liang's heart trembled violently, and he looked down to see the bamboo arrow in her hand tightly.

The emotion that almost overwhelmed him at that moment turned into a sigh in the end.

When he rushed into the inn with her covered in blood, his senior brother held her by the wrist and said for a moment, "Although I hurt my internal strength, it is not in danger of my life." As the senior brother took her up to the second floor, he finally sat down at the table without any effort.From night to dawn, from dawn to night, people gathered around him came and went, he held the cup in his hand, turning it bit by bit in his palm, the hot tea in the cup was already cold.

A burst of bitter taste came from his mouth, making him nauseous, Zhang Liang couldn't help coughing, but a force came from behind to hold him back, stroking his vest, Zhang Liang regained his strength, and the bitter taste flowed from the corner of his mouth all the way to the mouth. in the stomach.

"Is this considered a favor between two people?"

Unable to speak, she lowered her eyes and wrote this sentence in her palm. There was no sadness in her expression, and he burst into anger for no reason.What does she see herself as, an unintentional person who only knows tricks and schemes?The angry words blurted out, seeing her stunned look, she immediately regretted it, froze for a moment, and only said: "It's good that you're fine."

As long as you are fine, Zhang Liang got up silently, walked out of the room and closed the door.He sighed imperceptibly, and bitterness slipped across his heart.

Even if he didn't want to notice it, even if he deceived himself and others, he was clearly aware of it.He fell in love, and the traces of affection had been quietly buried as early as when they were facing each other, and took root deep in his heart. When he looked back, the old sprouts were now standing like a cover, and it was hard to pull them out.

The branches shake and the leaves dance, and the wind stops the trees.Birds linger, are you willing to depend on each other?

All the bitter medicine had been poured in, and Zhang Liang suddenly emerged from the water like suffocation. Zhang Liang murmured unconsciously, the cold just now seemed to have melted a little, and the warmth around him made him want to endure it.The strength supporting him gradually weakened, and suddenly let go at a certain moment, feeling the warmth away from him, Zhang Liang conditionally stretched out his hand to catch it, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

The breath very similar to her was lingering at the tip of his nose at this moment, it must be a dream, he thought dimly, since it was a dream, then it didn't matter.

From then on, he began to look for various reasons to see her, just to see her so that he could feel at ease.There was a heroic spirit in her brows. When she looked at him, she raised her eyes slightly and raised her eyebrows. When she lowered her eyes, she would subconsciously purse her lips and glance down.Every time he sees him, his eyes are slightly opened, with a trace of surprise and a little joy in them, which can accurately hit the softest hurdle in his heart.

He didn't want to get too close, and he didn't want to express his feelings to her.She was such a clean girl, and he was afraid that his approach would make her feel flustered and leave him.He wanted to help her. She shouldn't have endured so much, but he was worried that he would be involved in the vortex that he was already in, and he couldn't protect her well.

Hesitating, and therefore hesitating, is a big taboo in chess, and I didn't fall behind in any of them.It is most taboo to involve emotions in planning, but as long as it is related to her, I subconsciously want to protect her.

In the game, black and white are vertical and horizontal, the players outside the game are already drunk, and it has long been difficult to distinguish between the game and the outside.He is used to being the outsider, but now it seems that he is involved in the game.

cloud micro.

These two words alone are enough to affect his joy and sorrow.

When Zhang Liang woke up again, there was sunlight falling on his face outside the window.He opened his eyes, and the boiling water on the stove was spitting out mist, and the wooden bowl next to him exuded the smell of medicine.He felt the palm of his hand, and he looked along that hand. Behind the dense mist, the girl was kneeling in front of the bed, with her head buried in her arms, but the other hand was clasped by him.

It turned out that it was not a dream, Zhang Liang laughed, and then a warm current flowed through his heart.

The half of the head buried in the arms was exposed, Zhang Liang looked carefully, with long curved eyebrows outlined, closed eyes, eyelashes dyed a layer of brown in the sun, straight nose bridge, and faint lips.She should also be a beauty, but no one else has seen it.

Yun Wei, he said silently, then chuckled again, took his coat and put it on her back.As if feeling the movement, her eyelashes trembled, and Zhang Hao looked at it leisurely. She opened her eyes, and her eyes began to focus. After seeing clearly that it was herself, she raised her head:

"woke up?"

"En." He replied, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a peach blossom in March.

The snow outside the window stopped.