Thirty Questions about Feather's Nostalgia

When at a disadvantage, Shuluo also began to think seriously.Although he himself doesn't care about winning or losing, it would be very bad for Yuren to see that he is not paying attention.

In fact, most of the time, Chou Luo really tried her best to deal with him.Yuren's brain power is very flexible, and they can often defeat the enemy by surprise.Even... maybe because of the education of the sinful pit, sometimes he will deliberately play tricks on him!

It's really unbelievable to worry about.

Over time, this interest will gradually fade away.

Chou Luo had no choice but to comfort herself like this.

It's a pity that Yuren Feixie seems to be very talented and patient in this way.

Shou Luo lost his mind for a while, then looked at the chessboard, and found that his black pieces were in a situation where he was at a loss.

Yuren looked at him expressionlessly, but his eyes were full of complacency.

Chou Luo didn't take it seriously, so she dropped a child casually.

Sure enough, Yuren Feixi seized the gap without hesitation and almost wiped out half of his power.

"If this goes on...it seems like I'm going to admit defeat?"

"It's clearly still alive!"

"Please give advice from the feathered hero."

"Watching chess without talking is a real gentleman!" Yuren Feixie resolutely closed his mouth and even closed his eyes.

"You actually taught me a lesson. Who was playing chess and distracted me last time?" Shou Luo Anchen turned his head very dissatisfied, and made a decisive move, "And he dared to regret the game, and he has no chess quality at all."

Yuren Feixie opened his eyes, still focusing on the situation in front of him, as if he couldn't hear someone's complaints.

In this round, Yuren Feixie still didn't win in the end.

Sorrowful Anchen counted the white chess pieces he had won and sighed: "Thanks to you, my chess skills have improved a lot recently, and I might be able to sign up for some national tournament."

Yuren Feixi was silent for a while and said, "Continue next time."

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Sorrow raised her eyebrows triumphantly.

Yuren Feixie returned to Luoxia Gudeng this time and lived in seclusion for a long time.The next time I came to the only willing house, I really won in one fell swoop.

"Shouldn't you be studying this recently?" Shou Luo couldn't believe it.

"No." Yuren retorted.

"Okay, admit that you are very talented."

"I'm still twelve rounds away from getting it back..."

"Chess has a winner and a loser. If you continue like this, we will never be able to figure it out..."

"Never get it right?" Yuren nodded, "There's nothing wrong with that."

"It's up to you." Sorrow Luo Anchen was a little discouraged.

"Go down again."

At this moment, he was alone in his only wish, Yuren Feixie counted those old things and began to recall, and he was still a few rounds away from getting it back.

thirty?

forty?

Fifty?

Um?He looked down at the sunspots in his palm, there should have been 180 ones, but now there are only 180.I don't know when and what month the other son was lost...

If the black piece is missing one piece, the game cannot be concluded, and there will be no one here to play chess in the future.

It's a pity that he still has dozens of rounds of wins and losses that he hasn't recovered.

Yuren Feixie stroked those round sunspots under the lamp, as if the owner of the chess pieces was playing with them in life.

He slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly.

It would be great if I could keep talking...

wound

Although the road on the back cannot be seen, it can be touched by hand.

The deep, deep marks were drawn with a flying knife.

Yuren Feixie still remembers to this day that when the knife was cut across, he was so painful that he could hardly spread his wings.From the snow field to the thorny rock where the mad dragon was, the wound hurt all the way, and the blood flowed all the way.

At that time, he clearly hated it, but suddenly woke up at that moment.

The cicada's wings, which were spinning at high speed, cut off his waist and head at every turn. If Sorrow Luo Anchen really wanted to kill him, he shouldn't have chosen the position on the back.

The brain didn't stop thinking, but the Tianqi in his hand unknowingly deviated from Shouluo Anchen's neck.Suddenly, large swaths of wind and snow rose, and it seemed that his mind was clear for a moment. He flew past him, and Tianqi was already behind him.

It turned out that they didn't want to do anything...

Yuren Feixie's only wish when he came here for the first time was that he was entrusted by Su Huanzhen. He and Shouluo Anchen made an appointment to have a drink together without mentioning it, and they still made friends with their lives ever since.

Before going to bed, Yuren Feixie went to take a bath, and Shouluo Anchen saw the wound on his back.

"I..." Shouluo Anchen wanted to say something, but Yu Renfeixie resolutely turned around and interrupted him the moment he spoke.

"I know." Yuren Feixie said, reaching out to pat his shoulder.

In the dark at night, they slowly removed their clothes and let their hair loose in the small bathroom.A few strands of hair on the forehead cover the expression just right, but leave four eyes.

The moment the eyes made contact, the mind was clear.

Shouluo Anchen lowered his head and smiled, and said, "Turn around, I'll rub your back."

Yuren Feixie nodded, and turned around with his hands back.

The warm and humid fur on the back came to the touch, and the heat evaporated quickly to give a slight coolness, and the towel covered the part of the skin that was about to become cold again to warm it up.Yuren Feixi just stood there, not knowing what to do.

After all, he has lived alone in the lonely lamp for a long time, and he is used to solving everything by himself.

Shouluo Anchen sensed his uneasiness, so he brought up the past in a flat tone: "When Youyan Zhengfu was a low-level killer, the conditions were limited. Everyone took a bath together, and rubbed each other's backs if they got along well. Later, when the level was higher, I was left alone. One, I really miss the past. Even small things like rubbing your back seem to be a testimony of friendship."

Yuren Feixie listened silently and closed his eyes.The towel on the back gradually moved to the wound, hesitated for a moment and then pressed down firmly, but with a lighter force.

From losing control in the Guiliang Military Mansion to defeating demons with swords and halberds, from recuperating in Juexian Valley to slaying dragons with swords and halberds, in more than a year, the wound has healed no matter how deep it was, and now it has become an old scar. , I can't feel any pain at this moment.

However, every time he spread his wings, he could always deeply feel the traction of that wound, where his eighth wing stretched.That wound... seems to have been preventing him from deploying the eighth wing, but in the end it was powerless.

From this, Yuren Feixie clearly remembered that the first time he really spread his eight wings was not to the mad dragon, not to the master, but to the sorrowful dark dust.

He even once thought that from then on, the sad and dark dust could only be his former friend.So knowing that he was retiring in the only wishing house, he still dared not take a look.

In the current situation, he simply dare not expect extravagantly.They all lost important people around them, and there was no difference in their pain.He thanked the other party for their tolerance, and even more grateful for the other party's understanding.There was no need for words to explain everything, he made up his mind in his heart that he would protect this friend who spared his life for him.

Yuren Feixie opened his eyes, and felt a gaze behind him, staring at the old trace, with the towel gently brushing over it, as if it was a fairly fresh wound.He really wanted to tell him not to care, but he didn't say it after all.It's like when they first met, they obviously had a lot to ask, but they didn't say it in the end.

"Okay." Sorrowful Anchen finally said.

Yuren Feixie then turned back safely, took the towel from Shouluo Anchen's hand and washed it in hot water.

"Then I'll rub it for you too...a testimony of friendship!"

Yuren Feixie could also see many wounds on Shouluo Anchen's body, some wounds were small, some were hideous and ugly, not only swords, but also hidden weapons, one can imagine how many battles he went through to become the number one killer.He didn't know how many times Shouluo Anchen had experienced life and death, he only knew that he had almost killed him too.

He couldn't help but look at himself, there were also many scars.Suddenly, he wondered whether the wound left by the cicada's wing was deep and ugly, which made Shouluo Anchen still care.

Every time Yu Renfei Xie reaches out to touch the scar on his back, he always thinks of that life-and-death decision in the snow, and then thinks of his friend who fell into the dark dust.

How many years have passed, and that injury has become the closest thing left to Yuren Feixie by the sorrowful dark dust, and it will never fade away...

A testimony of friendship...

habit

Yuren Feixie thought it was not a good idea, but Sorrow Luo Anchen had not been able to correct it.

"It's not up to me." Sorrow Luo Anchen looked at him helplessly and said with a frown.

So when he was sleeping at night, Yuren Feixie watched carefully with his eyes open.When Shouluo Anchen wakes up, she lies on her back with the quilt still covered. Once she falls asleep, she stretches out one hand and puts it half-bent on her waist, half of the quilt on her chest is lifted, and she sleeps on her side.Yuren couldn't help admiring that it was an excellent defense mode, which could resist most of the outside sneak attacks.But now here is the only one who is willing to give up, not Youyan Zhengfu, they are all wearing only cool single clothes and no weapons.

Shou Luo said that since he was a child, he has been trained in sneak attacks in the middle of the night, in order to train the killer's vigilance and dexterity.At the beginning, I didn't dare to sleep peacefully all night, but later on I really developed the habit of being on guard at all times.You can't be careless in that kind of situation, and the one who wins is like a sad and dark dust, being a successful killer.The one who loses is like Happo Yokono, an ignorant dogfighter.

In the past, no matter where you rested, you never took off your hidden weapon, and your whole body was ready to strike at any time. Not only his assassination target, but also some colleagues who hated him, and even Jia Minggong deliberately The temptation and the vicious silence of Guiliang Tianxia.After retiring to the only willing home, Shouluo Anchen realized that this sudden comfortable life made him quite uncomfortable.

The killer's habits had slipped into his life, and he felt powerless.Although there is really a gradual change, and I am indeed working hard to learn to be an ordinary person, but it seems that there is a long period of adaptation.

The Yuren beside him sighed faintly, he opened his eyes for a moment, turned his head to look at his side, and moved his arm slightly.

"I'm really afraid you'd throw a throwing knife at me before you even opened your eyes." Yuren Feixie