Thirty Questions about Feather's Nostalgia

The trees are already red, and the leaves are full of fallen leaves.

Yuren Feixie had practiced sword skills outside, so he randomly found a big rock to rest on.

It had rained last night and there was a chill in the air.Thinking that the winter solstice is approaching, it is indeed the time to be cold.There is a slight wind around the body, and the fallen leaves are fluttering one after another.

In the past, when Shouluo was still there, she would play the flute in the forest.Sitting against a big tree for a long time, watching the fallen leaves dance, the feeling of autumn is so strong.When I feel cold, I wrap my cloak tightly, and occasionally drink slowly with a jug of spirits in my hand.When Yuren Feixie came, he greeted him with a smile.

"drink wine?"

"what!"

Yuren Feixie walked over and sat beside him. When he got up, he found a large amount of dust on his clothes, but he couldn't see it on the dark dusty clothes.

Later, there were stone tables and stone benches in the yard of the only willing house, and they often drank in the yard.

Sometimes the night wind is cold and quiet, and they get drunk together in the yard.When I woke up in the morning, I found myself lying on the table and sleeping all night, sneezing continuously.

Obviously it was an old event more than ten years ago, but at this moment it is as clear as it happened yesterday.

Yuren Feixie put away the knife and walked slowly into the courtyard.Those stone tables and benches were cleaned a few days ago, but he hasn't sat on them yet.Every time I used to be with you, or drinking, or chatting, or discussing martial arts, or just sitting in silence without saying anything.

Now there is only one...

I am used to the rivers and lakes, and I am also used to loneliness.

Yuren Feixie sighed, and sat down slowly.

Looking up, there was no one in front of him, but he seemed to be able to see himself back then.

The place where he was sitting at the moment was exactly where Shou Luo An Chen used to sit.

Featherman Feixie felt tired. Looking at the scenery with his vision, he could see the distant sky gradually turning gray, the forest was deep and deep, the path meandered and stretched into the distance, and there were fallen leaves floating in the middle of the lake...

The Yuren Feixie in the eyes of Sorrow Luo Anchen was placed in such a background.

Is it the rivers and lakes?

The rivers and lakes that worry and dark dust can't live without in the end.

Yuren Feixie recalled the changes in Shenzhou at that time, worrying about Luo Anchen and doing his best to protect those ordinary people, and then they went up to Yundu Mountain together.

farewell from now on...

When he turned around and left with Xianshou, Shouluo Anchen was discussing the battle situation with Qishou.Both of them knew that this battle would be the last, and he knew that he could not get an understanding without saying goodbye, but at that time he resolutely chose to leave without saying goodbye.

The situation has evolved to this point, after all, there is nothing worth worrying about.

When was he drunk in the yard, fell asleep on the table, and then silently took off his cloak to cover him.After waking up, he thought, it is also rare in this life to have such a place where there is no dispute with the world, and to have such a friend who cares about him.

"Yu Ren is not a dog, don't sleep here."

In a trance, I heard someone say this, and then put a hand on his shoulder.

He vaguely responded, grabbed the man's hand and was about to get up.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the fallen leaves are still there, and the only wish is still only himself.

That sound just now?

It is also a dream of Huang Liang...

Yu Ren Feixie lowered his head, stared blankly at his hands, and suddenly smiled wryly.

It turned out that what he held tightly in his hand was nothing more than a yellowed maple leaf.

boots

It is said that the pair of cicada wings were specially made by Zhengfu Youyan for the high-level killer, and there is no second pair on the market.Easy to wear, light to wear, can climb mountains and step on ice, and it is waterproof and non-slip durable enough!

If it wasn't for the good brother who took it out and introduced it solemnly, Yuren Feixie would never have noticed—Shouluo Anchen, you actually changed your shoes?

Of course, someone who has always been calm did not ask such a question, but silently looked down at the pair of boots and felt that they were indeed quite beautiful.

"I'll lend you these pair for the time being." Shou Luo An Chen held up his little boots and handed them over.

"What about my boots?" At that time, Yuren Feixie had just woken up, and was very anxious because he couldn't find his beloved little black boots that he had been wearing for many years.In other words, he was still sitting on the bed at the moment, with disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and a terrified expression, which was really pitiful.cough!This is not the point.

So when the owner came in, Yuren Feixi kept a good manner and asked, "Where are my shoes?"

"Throw it away." Someone replied calmly.

"Huh?" Yuren Feixie didn't get mad, and continued to speak calmly: "Sorrowful Anchen, give me an explanation."

"Dirty, worn out and smelly." Shouluo Anchen's answer was still neat, but a disgusted expression suddenly appeared on his face, as if thinking of those little black boots that were extremely inconsistent with his aesthetics.

"..." Yuren Feixie calmed down for two seconds, and finally clenched his fists.

"Mai is angry!" Seeing that the situation is not good, Shouluo Anchen hastily coaxed the angry fried bird, "So didn't you exchange my boots for you?"

Yuren Feixie looked down at his bare feet and was speechless, the only thing you would like to wear next time is to change your face?

This……

Yuren Fei Xie reluctantly put on the shoes, and went down to the ground.

"I just lent it to you temporarily and remember to return it. These shoes are very expensive!" Sorrow Luo Anchen emphasized hastily.

Yuren Feixie gave him a supercilious look while putting on his clothes, who cares!

So when he was free in the morning, Yuren began to test the special function of this pair of boots, wearing them to jump up and down in the woods.

Sorrow Luo Anchen watched silently from below, anyway, no matter what the birdman wears, he always comes and goes like a gust of wind!

After jumping around for a long time, Yuren Feixie finally came down, and as soon as he landed, he kicked at Shouluo Anchen, and Shouluo Anchen seemed to have been prepared to dodge lightly, so the two began to fight each other. .

Yuren Feixie turned around and jumped, raised his leg and kicked, and suddenly two hidden weapons like small iron pieces flew out from the bottom of his feet, spinning and flying towards Shouluo Anchen.

"Huh?" Yuren Feixie was puzzled, his feet kept moving, he pulled out the Nirvana knife after landing on the waist, and leaned forward.Sorrow Luo Anchen is fearless in the face of danger, at this moment in mid-air with nowhere to use his strength to dodge, he simply raised his hand, and the no cicada knife in his sleeve swiped out the hidden weapon awe-inspiringly.The other circled behind him, and was blocked by Yuren Feixie who came behind.

"What's going on?" Yu Renfeixie looked back at Shouluo, frowning.

"Uh... I forgot to tell you that there is a hidden weapon on the sole of the shoe." Sorrow fell darkly, "It was activated by you?"

"You haven't used it?"

"No."

"Huh?" Yuren Feixie retracted his knife and took a few steps forward, "Did you forget that there is a hidden weapon in the sole of the shoe?"

"Uh... Maybe it's because Jia Minggong didn't say anything." Shouluo Anchen spread his hands and explained.

This is stupid!

Yuren Feixi helplessly supported his forehead.

Before leaving, Yuren Feixie took off those delicate little cicada-wing boots, the reason was very legitimate, who told you to throw away my shoes.

Later, the pair of boots were disposed of by Yuren Feixie, who thought that dangerous things should not be kept by that stupid person.

Shouluo Anchen regretted this for a long time, and often asked Yuren Feixie, where did you sell my shoes?

You'll never see it anyway.

Yuren Feixie replied accordingly.

编绳

Sending wind chimes between men is not as comfortable as men sending women.

Gongsunyue, Lao Wuyan, Jin Bazhen, Miss Xifeng...sent them the wind chimes as friends to express their concern, Yuren Feixie was sure that he really didn't have too many thoughts early in the morning.

But those people like Bo Hanbo and Mu Shaoai obviously didn't think so. Every time they saw him give a woman a wind chime, they would always gossip beside him.In order to clear away the suspicion, Yuren Feixi simply took a handful of wind chimes to arrest whoever he was giving to whomever he was given.

When Yan Guiren saw the wind chime, he wondered: "I'm a big man, you gave me this?"

Shouluo Anchen said: "I never thought you would have this skill?"

Yuren Feixie was very calm on the surface at that time, but in fact there were only six words in his heart that looped endlessly.

"Do you want to get out of love! Do you want to get out of love! Do you want to get out of love! Do you want to get out of love!..."

Later, when Chouluo Anchen gave birth to a son, and when Yuren Feixie was the only one willing to let go of him, Chouluo said, "Yuren, help my son make a longevity lock!"

"I can't!" Yu Ren Feixie glared at him, brother is a swordsman and not a craftsman, how can he do this every day.

"You know the wind chime, but you don't know how to use the Changshou lock?"

"..."

"My son is full moon, you don't even have a gift!"

"..."

"Anyway, I've finished the Longevity Lock, you just need to tie it up and put it on."

"..."

Yuren Feixi wondered for a while, looking at the dark dust, why should I do something so unskilled as making a network?And you?Where is Jun Lian?Don't say you don't know how to do it?

Yuren Feixi didn't have much to say, so he just did it, and it was a greeting gift to that kid.

So he picked up a string of silk thread and sat down at the table, and weaved it seriously.

"How about I use white thread?" Yuren Feixie asked Shouluo Anchen who was walking over.

"Isn't the meaning of the golden thread better?" Sorrowful Anchen came over and sat down.

"I'm used to white."

"Seraphim wind chimes are all gold."

"..."

"Okay, okay, white is white."

Yuren Feixie continued to bow his head, straightening the white silk threads with both hands, and passing them through with a few gold threads.

When the net was tied, Chou Luo took out the longevity lock he had prepared and put it on with the net.

"Thank you."

"No need."

Shouluo Anchen played with this longevity lock in his hand for a long time, and looked tentatively at Yuren.

"Yu Ren, I will ask you to be my master when I grow up!"

"Huh?" Yuren was puzzled, "You want to be lazy as a father?"

"I'm afraid that after you spend your whole life with the lonely lamp, you won't even have someone to take care of you." Youluo Anchen glared at him.

After hearing this, Yuren Feixie was stunned for a long time, then put down