Thirty Questions about Feather's Nostalgia

Don't worry about it, walk out the door and fly to the roof, miserably pulling up the erhu.

Before he left, he went to see Ming'er, and the kid kept looking at him with his big eyes open, making random babbling sounds.

Fan

The so-called is one of the magic weapons of martial arts.Its real function is not to hold it in your hand to fan the wind, but to make it convenient for you to look handsome when you are fighting, to cover your face with a fan when chatting, to put on a fake aura when negotiating, and to show your style when you are dating a girl...

Therefore, the fan must not only look good, but also be special enough to show your unique temperament and enhance your style.

According to Sorrow and Anchen, the above passage is from the fifth paragraph of Chapter 23, Chapter 110, Chapter [-] of "You Yan Zheng Husband Scenery Records", author: Jia Minggong, the prime minister who sold him to death.

WTF?

Yuren Feixie calmly threw the fan in his hand on the table, blinked his eyes lightly and said two words: "Boring!"

"But there are indeed many people with fans in Jianghu! For example, Gongsunyue... Cough! This metaphor is wrong, such as Mo Zhaonu." Sorrow Luo Anchen carefully looked at the young man in front of him, "Look at you, you are dressed like that A white-clothed gentleman is as gentle as he is, with his hair tied like this, and his erhu played like that, if it weren't for the knife behind his back, he wouldn't look like a knight-errant walking the rivers and lakes!"

"What does this have to do with the fan?" Yuren Feixie frowned deeply.

"It's okay." Shouluo Anchen looked at him and shook his head, "I just want to give you a gift."

"Why?"

"I think you should be handsome with a fan."

Yuren Feixie was silent for a while, then nodded lightly: "Yes."

Suddenly shaking his head again: "It's so cold when the lonely lamp falls, I don't need it."

"It is said that the function of the fan is not as simple as it appears on the surface." Shou Luo picked up the white folding fan on the table and opened it, fanning it slowly. "When I was the young master of Guiliang's family, I dressed up similar to you and held a fan. I felt very elegant and chic. Ah! This can attract many girls. I used to take my younger brothers to visit brothels... Cough cough, So the function of the fan is very comprehensive, you should prepare one.”

Sorrowful Dark Dust suddenly changed the subject.

"Why didn't you talk about the brothel tour?" Yu Ren Feixie squinted at him with a gossip-like expression on his face.

"That's not the point!" Shouluo Anchen snapped.

"Oh?" Yu Renfei Xie looked away, and laughed once or twice for no reason.

Then he thought that his attire seemed to be often complained about by others.But Yuren Feixie is also used to this, and has no intention of changing it.

Later, when he left, he still took a fan with him as a friend.Those fans are still new, and it is said that they were gifts from a friend who was in business in the past.

"You have many friends, you can ask someone who is good at calligraphy and painting to write a fan." Shou Luo pointed to the blank fan and asked.

"That's fine, what else do we need?" Yuren Feixie said.

"Who would just use a blank fan?" Sorrow Luo Anchen tilted his head and thought about it, "If you can't think of anything to write, why not write down your deeds of being a feathered hero who defeated demons and slayed dragons."

"Ok?"

"There is always something to write on this fan to be complete." Shou Luo sighed again, "Forget it, it's up to you."

Later, Yuren Feixie went back and set down the lonely lamp, always forgetting to ask someone to carry the fan.Almost all the things that Shouluo Anchen sent were put away properly.I took it out many times to look at it, and took it back again, but the fan was never used after all.

It would be better to send it to someone else, Yuren Feixie thought so.It's a pity that after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are no friends around me who need this.In short, it has never been sent out.

After retiring, he had a lot of free time, but Yuren Feixie didn't dare to walk around some brothel with his hand in his hand and his light fur as Shouluo Anchen said.

I don't know why, but now that I think about it, there seems to be a little regret.

Thinking about it again, there will be no sorrow and dark dust in this world, and life will be like that bright fan from now on, no longer complete...

It's really a pity.

White Muffin

It was also a coincidence, when Yuren Feixie came to the only wishing house, he saw a bird resting on the shoulder of Sorrowful Anchen.

Sorrow Luo Anchen frowned and stretched out his hand to drive him away. The white variegated bird flew out, and after a while it even flew in with a small bug in its mouth, flapping its wings to claim credit.Seeing Yuren Feixie coming in, he rushed to peck him as if he had spotted an enemy.

"Why isn't it afraid of me?" Yu Renfei asked.

"This bird is so courageous!" Shouluo Anchen shook his head and sighed.

This year, the white muffin nested here.At night, the eagle came to pick up the young birds in the nest. Seeing that the beak of the white bird was bleeding, Zhou Luo still rushed towards the eagle bravely, so he sent out a cicada's wing, and the eagle landed.

Since then, he has been entangled by this bird.

Other than that, it’s okay to say, sending bugs over every three days, this is really...

"Tell it, I don't eat bugs, so don't give them away anymore." Sorrow Luo Anchen helped his forehead helplessly.

"Uh……"

Yuren Feixie walked out the door, looked up at the nest on the branch.Chattering, I can't hear what I said.

"There is no way to communicate with it." Yuren Feixie turned around and said.

"You are a birdman!" Sorrow Luo Anchen said.

"Then tell the worm not to be caught by the white bird!"

"...that's unscientific." Sorrow Luo Anchen retorted feebly.

So Yuren Feixie sat in the fork of the tree and teased the nest of albino birds, and it was very easy for the same kind to get close.

Before leaving, the nest of birds was already very attached to him, so Yuren Feixie said, "Shall I take them back to raise?"

"Leave lonely lamps? Are you sure they won't freeze to death?"

"... I can't bear to say it directly."

"They will fly away by themselves when the season changes."

"Alright." Yuren Feixie nodded, "I'll grab two cicadas and raise them when I get back."

"……It's enough."

The next time I came here, I didn't see the nest of birds, and Yuren Feixi felt a little regretful.

Sorrow Luo Anchen comforted, "Maybe I will come back next year."

"When I come back next year, it won't be the same as before." Yuren Feixie thought regretfully.

But now he is standing under the maple tree, looking at the bare branches, he can only say one thing helplessly:

"I know you can't even come back."

行船

Yuren Feixie saw a small boat on the lake, with the toes pointing to match the six wings on the back, it was very easy to get up.

Then, I saw the dark dust in the cabin...sitting and sleeping.

It's really served, it's in broad daylight.

In the next second, Sorrow Luo Anchen opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw Yuren Feixie nodding calmly, beckoning him to come and sit down.

There is this boat because it is convenient for fishing. Sometimes Yuren Feixie can't help but feel sorry for someone on the shore when he sees someone on the boat wearing fisherman's equipment.The former number one killer, the former knight-errant of the rivers and lakes, is like the vast expanse of mist on the lake.After all, it is ethereal and illusory, not as real as a fish in the lake.

Thinking of myself, I was still wandering in the rivers and lakes, because I had too many burdens on my back and couldn't let go.

After a brief greeting with Shouluo Anchen, they started drinking.Looking at the exterior scene on the boat at the moment, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the trees on both sides are verdant, which makes people feel open-minded.

The person opposite took off the bamboo hat on his head leisurely and sat on the bow of the boat with bare feet.

After a while, the flute sounded...

Yuren lay down comfortably in the cabin, closed his eyes and took a nap.

It seems that everything is sound, very calm and peaceful.

When the sound of the flute stopped, a fish jumped up on the surface of the water, making a series of splashes.Shouluo Anchen threw out the net energetically, and brought back a few koi.

"The evening snacks are ready." He carried the fish and turned his head to greet Yuren Feixie.

"Ha!" Yuren stood up and responded with a chuckle.

The boat drifted wantonly along the water, and when it was almost night, Youluo Anchen set up a pot in the cabin and started to cook the fish.

The only wish at this moment is Shouluo Anchen, who hardly ever goes out except to go shopping for daily necessities.Drifting down the river in a small boat and returning the next day is one of his daily pastimes.

According to him, if you want to settle down, such a boat is enough.

The heart is in the rivers and lakes, and there are rivers and lakes everywhere.

The heart is outside the world, everywhere is outside the world.

At night they huddled in the small cabin, leaning against each other, watching the small flame in the stove.

The river water was sparkling, Yuren Feixie didn't know where they drifted to.There are lights on the shore, flickering.

Sorrowful Anchen explained the current location to him, and the surroundings were ordinary villages.

"There's a good noodle stall on the west side. Let's go eat tomorrow morning and then go back."

Before going to bed, Sorrow Luo Anchen told him this.

So during this day and night, he followed by his side, silently being an ordinary person.

The cabin was a little damp, and he could still hear the sound of rushing water underneath.

In the end, I was really sleepy so I closed my eyes and slept peacefully all night.

After waking up, we went ashore together, caught up with the morning market and walked around to buy some things, then went to the famous noodle stall to eat noodles, and then went back.

It's all pretty bland and fun.

"Come whenever you feel tired, I'll take you to play." Shou Luo Anchen patted his shoulder and said, "The things on my back are too heavy, and I always have to take a break before I can stand up again."

"I know."

When he said goodbye, he felt helpless in his heart, but when did he become my comfort.

Now the only willing home is still the square inch of that year.

But can he still stop and rest here?

snow

I once visited the only wishing house in bad weather.

At first I thought that only the snow that fell on the lonely lamp was heavy, but only after I got out of the mountain did I realize that it was like this all over the world.

It's winter!

It was only then that Yuren Feixie formed this concept in his mind.

Now that you have come out, there is no reason to go back like this.Facing the wind and snow, he just wished to give up to the only one.