Bamboo Shadow Reflecting Shutong

"Come in." He put on a skin that seemed to be non-human, hiding all the emotions and desires in such a way that people couldn't find any clues.The unmoving smile before the landslide is probably the cast-iron wall that belongs to Yang Yu alone.

The wooden door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a toothache sound as it was pushed, and was gently closed again.Yang Yu caught off guard like this and met his pair of eyes that seemed to be dotted with stars. Although he would not indulge in it, he couldn't help but want to avoid such deep and sincere eyes.

Speechless.

After all, it was the person who came who spoke first. Qin Yun didn't bring his white jade fan, which he never left with him. Although that fan is beautiful, it can't help but reveal an excessive sense of pampering, and it is actually described by the word calm. It is impossible to describe his current character too much, otherwise he would not be able to sit in this position today: "'Yanghua Yupo Wucaisi,' you always like to call yourself Bucai, is this the origin of your name?"

The smell of gunpowder smoke seemed to dissipate for the most part in an instant.

Yang Yu looked at the man in front of him with some hesitation, keenly aware of his strange warmth and a little bit of suppressed... at a loss.However, the people under the organization not only need to possess barbaric martial arts skills, but also need to be pretenders.

If a pretender is not born with a bland face, then there must be a function like wearing a mask.

He wondered for no reason, what kind of person is the person in front of him after removing his thick mask?

Of course he didn't know that the people in front of him were defenseless.

There was a moment of silence, which didn't let Yang Yu figure out the answer to the question he asked himself, but this time was naturally enough to answer the question Qin Yun asked him. It was not surprising that Yang Yu was found out to be a fake identity, and only said : "I never read a book back then."

That was an admission, but it didn't make the interrogator feel at ease. If he got closer, Yang Yu would be able to see the red mark on Qin Yun's palm that he had unconsciously dug out.

The words rolled on the tip of Qin Yun's tongue. A name was so close and so far away. He was a little embarrassed, and felt that the hasty decision made a few minutes ago was a mistake.

In fact, he shouldn't, because everything in the future is variable.

But he should too, no one will give him the chance to make up.If you don't seize this opportunity, will there be a next time?

He said with some difficulty, "Actually, it's nothing..., sir, do you like Dongpo's poems?" Yang Yu subconsciously nodded. In fact, he didn't hear the whole sentence at that moment, so he listened to the person in front of him chant, "In the absence of a moon, hang on a sparse tree, and leave a person's first tranquility. Whoever sees a lonely person coming and going alone, is a lonely shadow."

It was Su Shi's divination operator who opened the mouth. Yang Yu was also startled, and then he knew what he meant. He had found out his true identity.But Yang Yu didn't think it was important. After all, he didn't deliberately hide his identity, and being checked by others didn't explain anything.

It's just that... those two words are far away from the poem, and they have a different feeling.Some image quietly drilled out from the deeply suppressed memory, like vines winding upwards, no matter how hard it was, it couldn't be stopped.

It was a snowy night... The word, this scene popped out of Yang Yu's mind for no reason.He wanted to remember more, but was interrupted by the words of the person in front of him.

That person pronounced his real name twice in a row, as if he was chewing the name in his mouth, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but only for a moment, he lowered his head like a child who did something wrong, Even the hidden stars in the eyes dimmed a little.

"Shutong, Shutong..." His voice trembled.

He sighed, and called another name in a low voice, that name surpassed the warmth pouring down from the roof, mountains, rivers and lakes, years and misses.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "Xiaoba..."

Yang Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and he even forgot to hide his astonishment.

"Xiaoba, do you have a name?"

"Xiao Ba, believe me, as long as I am here, no one can hurt you."