Thirty Questions about Feather's Nostalgia

Go.

The snow on the ground is very thick, and there will be a "creaking" sound when you step on it.

As he approached his destination, Yuren Feixi deliberately slowed down his steps.

The moment the door opened, Sorrow Luo Anchen could only see a figure that was as white as the sky and the earth in the snowstorm in front of him...

Yuren Feixie blinked and looked at him, snow fell from his eyelashes.

"Like a snowman! Ah no, it's a snowbird." Shouluo Anchen joked while patting the snow off his body.

Yuren Feixie just entered the room silently, and sat down in front of the stove.

Sorrowful Anchen handed him hot tea.

We first met in Luoxia Gudeng, which was also a snowy day.

Ah, but it's always been that way there.

Sorrow and Anchen said: "Gudeng enjoys the snow, this is a good place."

Have a vision!

Yu Ren Feixie remained calm on the surface, but his heart suddenly brightened.

In fact, it may not be how much I like it, but I am used to it.In the early years in the sinful pit, I would eat hot pot with Master when it snowed, which is really a long time memory.

"Thinking about what?"

Sorrowful Anchen tilted her head to look at him.

"I want to eat hot pot." He closed his eyes.

"Uh... I don't know if there are any dishes?"

"Then go out and buy."

"Ok?"

"When the snow stops."

"The snow is so heavy, how can anyone come out to set up a stall?"

"Then go out and eat, I invite!"

They drank tea and talked leisurely in the house, watched the sky outside gradually darken, and waited until Xueting went out together.

Sorrowful Anchen took out one of his cloaks and threw it to him: "It's cold, keep warm."

Stepping on the thick snow one after the other, Yuren Feixie bowed his head, and could vaguely recognize the imprint of when he came.

The two walked quickly, and it was already dark and cold when they reached the nearby market.

Yuren Feixie wrapped the cloak tightly around his body, took a few deep breaths of air-conditioning, glanced lightly at the shops on both sides, and chose one that was more pleasing to the eye to enter.

Then I ordered food, selected pots and bought wine, and started to eat. Halfway through the meal, it started snowing again outside.

"What a coincidence!" Shouluo Anchen shook his head, stuffed a piece of fish ball into his mouth, and turned around to tell Yuren Feixie, "You need to eat more meat, you are too thin."

"How do you go back?" Yuren Feixie drank, "If you sit down again, the shop will be closed."

"Uh, let's go back." Shouluo Anchen shrugged, "Anyway, you are here, and there are people sleeping on the street with you."

"En." Yuren Feixi was noncommittal.

After quickly clearing the food on the table, each carried the wine and walked back. During the period, heavy snow was coming, and the road was muddy and difficult.

Yuren Feixie walked in front, turned around and told: "You have to be careful."

"I know this road better than you, so you should be careful."

Warming up with hot wine along the way, I was a little tipsy when I got back to the only wishing house.

"Ha, two snowmen!" Sorrow Luo Anchen looked at himself, then at Yuren Feixie, and smiled.

"You look fatter." Yuren Feixie seriously frowned and commented, "You're pretty cute!"

"Hmm... Can't you hear that you are praising me?"

"what!"

This year's only wishing house had an autumn snow early, but it was only sporadic.

Yuren Feixie closed his eyes, recalling the past from a long time ago.

Two snowmen, really nostalgic shapes!

羽毛

After Shouluo Anchen's death, he seemed to have sensed something, and had a dream in a trance one night when Miejing was treating his wounds.

In the dream, he couldn't see himself, his eyes were full of white feathers flying in the black space.

In fact, when he faced Emperor Qitian, he already knew that the team of Yundu Mountain was bound to be in danger, but he never dared to have worse thoughts.

So in that dream, maybe he was too worried about his friend's situation, so he dreamed of worrying and dark dust.

That dream was weird and illogical, it was the seemingly unconscious melancholy dark dust lying on a piece of light white feathers and falling infinitely.

Yuren Feixie seemed to be on the outside, no matter how much he stretched out his hand, he couldn't touch it.Watching helplessly as he broke through those careless white feathers and fell into the boundless darkness.

Feathering is not rebirth, but the transformation of death...

What Yuren Feixie didn't expect was that the reawakened self would be reborn in Chrysalis.

How ironic that sounds!

Returning to the difficult situation, what he heard and saw was a new hero in the new world. He chose to withdraw at the right time and live a new life in the mountains and forests.

There was no trace of the old place, and he tried hard to remember what he should do and what else.

When he was in Cangyun Mountain, Shouluo often came to see him, patted his shoulder and said some comforting words.

For the hope of Yan Guiren, take care of yourself... I will also pay more attention outside.

Then the world changed suddenly, and China was in turmoil one after another.They rushed to the battlefield resolutely as if they had a mission, even if they didn't say anything, they knew that life and death were not counted.

But really lost, in the end is to leave a trace of regret in my heart.

There are many people he cares about, who leave unknowingly.When he knew it, it was too late to recover.

too late...

Why is it always too late?

It turns out that no matter how fast you go, you can't catch up with the pace of fate.

As far as Yu Chouluo is concerned, no matter how high a skill is, it cannot control the ups and downs of life.

He played the piano on the top of the mountain, and the six wings slowly opened and closed behind him.

The clouds linger, the sunset is west, and I look down at the only wish house that is gradually sinking into the darkness, and there is no more fluctuating mood.

The only wish is to give up, that is the only wish of the sorrowful dark dust.

Received the piano and landed, with flying feathers scattered behind him.

Sorrow Luo Anchen would sometimes stand at the door, frowning and pointing at the feathers all over the place, saying, "I'm afraid that if you fly a few more times, you will lose all your hair."

"No." He replied flatly.

Yuren's six wings are to protect the people behind him... It's a pity that he never has another chance.

Demon

When Shouluo Anchen was a child, she was actually afraid.After entering Youyan Zhengfu, he gradually learned to overcome various shortcomings.After a long period of time, he walked to the top of the killer list through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.Jia Minggong proudly said that this is his most capable assistant.

At that time, Shouluo Anchen had gotten used to standing beside Jia Minggong unsmilingly.Execute various tasks accurately and efficiently, prevent back arrows shot from nowhere at any time, and then get bored.

After retiring and having a son, he is just an ordinary person after taking off the killer mask.

Yuren Fei Xilai was the only one willing to let go of him, and Sorrow Luo Anchen was playing with his son in the yard, so he couldn't tell he was a killer, he was simply an idiot.

One year during the Ghost Festival, they went to the streets together.Sorrow Luo Anchen bought a ghost mask for his son to play with, it is said that it can ward off evil spirits.The stall owner said mysteriously that on the day of Ghost Festival, wearing a mask is to open the passage between the yin and yang worlds, and you can see the dead.

Yuren Feixie seemed to be moved, after all he had too many regrets.But, so what if he saw him, he still couldn't make people feel at ease.Sorrowful Anchen put the mask on his face, and Yuren turned his head to see, bull head and horse face?The facial muscles twitched.

"Ha! Are you still afraid of this?" Shouluo Anchen took off his mask and smiled at him.

"Go back." Yu Ren Feixie turned around resolutely without changing his expression, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Sometimes thinking too much will make people hallucinate, and when Yu Renfei is playing the piano, I feel that they are still by my side.

Xifeng complained, the elder brother was talking about our affairs again.

The master said, brat, do you want to decide on a lonely branch or Anhe?

The pharmacist was smoking his pipe, whirring, I said Yuzai...

It was very windy at night on this day, and he knocked on the window lattice as if he was crying, and he saw the dark dust falling in sorrow.

The brown figure was blurred, and Yuren Feixie confirmed it was him at a glance.

Is it a hallucination or a dream?

He really wanted to stretch out his hand and call his name, but he was afraid that any sound interference would make this illusion disappear in an instant.

She moved her lips and watched his shadow, without making a sound.

He was not awake at the moment, obviously he hadn't been drinking and he wasn't in a dream.

Yuren Feixie even breathes lightly and shallowly, the only thing he would like to give up is a person, a lamp that is too dim to be extinguished, and a vague shadow.

He clearly knew that he was no longer there.

Looking at that place without moving, he thought in his heart, even if it was really a ghost, it would be good to look at it this way.

Then the sorrowful dark dust disappeared, and he came back to his senses, the lights had been extinguished, and the wind was still whistling.

Yuren Feixi tapped the edge of the table lightly with his fingers, thinking very seriously.If he is still so afraid of ghosts now, it must be very difficult in the underworld.

what!

wrist

When Yuren Feixie took off the wristbands, Shouluo Anchen took a look at the pair with his poisonous eyes that could kill thousands of people.

"When you were young, you must have often thought about cutting your wrists and attempted suicide, so there were so many small cuts."

"That's because I was cut by the random sword energy when I practiced swords before!" Yuren Feixie said angrily, "Didn't you ever stab yourself when you practiced flying swords when you were young?"

"When you say that, I suddenly feel..." Shou Luo Anchen rubbed his chin and raised his head to meditate, "Will Yan Guiren poke himself when he practiced the gun?"

Hearing that, Yan Guiren sneered at the words, and strode towards the two of them.

"Come on! The three of us make gestures!"

So the arm wrestling began, and Yan Guiren won the decisive victory with his natural supernatural power, turned around and left.

"So...why isn't it a race..." Yuren Feixie looked at Yan Guiren's back and muttered to himself.

Sorrow and Anchen beside him glanced at him indifferently, speechless.

——The above is from the client of Yu Ren Fei Xi's automatic brain supplement

In fact, when he was in Cangyun Mountain, Yuren also thought that if one day Yan Guiren was dug out, he would live in seclusion on the mountain with the three of them.Anyway, the terrain here is steep and no one comes here, and the remote ones are fine.Sorrowful and dark dust is on the sidelines, taking advantage of the situation, it is a problem to grow bare vegetables here, are you going to lead us to open a village on the mountain and rob passers-by?

Yuren Feixie nodded, and began to imagine the situation where the three of them were robbing together on the mountain.

Yan Guiren: I opened this mountain!