Xiyao

Crossroads

Wuyuan is a beautiful scenery.

In the back garden, the ancient plums are clumps, the snow has not been sold, and the winter pistils are early. The faint and cold fragrance dispels the scattered scent of powder, and turns the sweetness into a fragrance.

Chu Jiangli was pulled in by Ruan Zhi and thought, as expected of Ruan Zhi, if the sky falls, he will rush into the theater, and die after hearing a word.

He spent a lot of effort to find out the real culprit of Yuancheng's murder, but there was nothing he could do about it, and he was so depressed that according to Ruan Zhi's words, he would be depressed to death.

"Brother Li, that's a demon." In the tavern, the young man's slender peach eyes were heartless, "Don't say that we small people, even those powerful people who turn their hands into clouds and rain, are all It may not be able to deal with it."

"You are lucky to be able to retreat unscathed."

"Furthermore, the city is closed at night, and life is not difficult."

Chu Jiangli just shook his head.

He wanted to say that you didn't understand, but he felt that this was too hurtful.

Ruan Zhi was different from Zhan Luan who fled to Yuancheng to eat a hundred families. Although his parents died young, his family was still well-off. He had spare money to buy pens and ink to read and read, and he also brought Chu Jiangli a copy.

It's not too small a job to be a chief bookkeeper in Yuan City. If his temperament is more flamboyant, he should be a handsome young man who has lived among thousands of flowers.

In Ruan Zhi's world, the rivers are full of wind, flowers, snow and moon, and the sky is filled with the singing of birds and birds.

Chu Jiangli felt that he was doing well too.

Even if you avoid the world too much, indulge in illusory beauty, and occasionally appear heartless, you are also heartless and unrestrained.

He doesn't worry about too many things, unlike Chu Jiangli who always has countless worries and worries.

Ruan Zhi only needs love and friends. How many people died in Yuan City has nothing to do with him.

He doesn't care if it doesn't involve what he cares about.

So in the end, the policeman just frowned at him and lowered his head.

Chu Jiangli is a hard worker.

Chu Jiangli likes to find troubles for himself.

No one held him responsible for the murder, but he would not let himself go and forgive himself for his inaction.

"Brother Li," Ruan Zhi sighed, "What's the use of worrying like this?"

"It's useless, I just can't stop being annoying and boring."

Chu Jiangli raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows wearily: "Under the gods and demons, the demon is invincible."

"He didn't kill me, but because the first blow didn't kill me, he maintained his identity."

"Until a solution is found, the night is dangerous for everyone. Xiaozhi, the New Year is approaching," he said, "Have you ever seen such a deserted New Year's Eve?"

"No fireworks, no firecrackers, no lanterns, nothing."

Ruan Zhi tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's a bit lonely, but being quiet has its benefits."

"What's the point of making a fuss at a certain time every year?"

Chu Jiangli was stunned for a moment, remembering that Ruan Zhi hated folk festivals at first, and would not feel disappointed and sad by the unreasonable silence and desolation, so he gave up continuing to discuss this topic and remained silent.

The cold tiredness hits without warmth, and the slightly intoxicated wine scent is as tasteless as white water when you are discouraged. Just when Chu Jiangli was listless and wanted to sleep, Ruan Zhi, who had been concentrating and thinking, spoke , "Brother Li, if you continue to be bored, you will definitely get sick."

"Let's go, I'll take you to relax."

"Where to go?"

"The most beautiful place in the world."

A beautiful woman with a beautiful scenery and a beautiful day is what Ruan Zhi always said.

Chu Jiangli never asked him what the difference was, but he guessed it pretty well.

So on this day, I knew all the answers.

Wuyuan is very beautiful, and it is good in the afternoon, only the beauty is missing, and the red dress is full of various styles.

The north wind howled, rolled up the snow like smoke, and drifted away like mist.

Ruan Zhi loves Wuyuan because it is not like Yuancheng with carved beams and painted buildings.

General Chu does not admire Wuyuan, because Wuyuan is not like Yuancheng with embroidered couches and brocade windows.

But compared with the main garden, the back garden was plain and elegant, although it was too exquisite, he couldn't get tired of it.

It was another new snow, which was thickly accumulated all over the garden, and the boots were deeply sunken when stepping on it, and the footprints were as if.

The boss dyed was taking a nap in the house, and the girls were also warming up by the fire inside. The two outsiders came in so lightly and smoothly, and they were as familiar as their own backyard.

At first Chu Jiangli checked that the door was unlocked and there was no one in the garden, he was still hesitating, but Ruan Zhi had already dragged him in, brushed off the snow-fallen stone table and chairs, and beckoned him to sit down.

Chu Jiangli was complicated by his acting like a master, and said: "Boss Ran dotes on you too, and even made you treat this as your own home."

Ruan Zhi turned his face sideways, with cute and innocent eyes: "No, it's been a rough time, and Boss Ran doesn't care about taking care of it. Soon this garden will have a new owner."

"While the scenery is still there, I greeted her and said that I would take my brother away to have a look."

Chu Jiangli's mood became a bit more complicated: "Can't even stay in Wuyuan?"

"Boss Ran has been here for five years, and he left so hastily."

The strange thing is that Ruan Zhi is more accepting of this matter than he is: "Brother Li, there is no feast that never ends."

"Even if it wasn't for this matter, she doesn't belong to Yuan City, and she will leave one day."

"I thought……"

"I like her very much." Ruan Zhi said, with tears in his eyes, sparkling and broken, unable to express emotion, "No, I have always been infatuated with her."

"Whether on or off the screen, I'm always obsessed with her."

Chu Jiangli frowned worriedly, and was about to say something when he heard the young man change the subject, his expression confused and fanatical.

"Especially, when she sang Fu Ditang, she was so sad, so sad that I felt that if I were Shi Qiyan, I would be willing to die for her."

"I sat under the stage and watched her make a wrong step. Since then, she will never be able to recover. I can't help but start to resent why the world treats her so harshly and refuses to forgive her mistakes."

"Shi Qiyan's death was a kind of willingness. What position do outsiders have to blame Fu Ditang for her?"

"Xiao Zhi!" The policeman was slightly annoyed, "You are too deep, "The Poison Bureau" is just a play, how many plays have you seen, why can't this one come out?!"

"Don't say that the records in the history books are far more cruel than the stories. Fu Ditang didn't commit suicide after the poisonous master Qiyan. She also killed the ancestor Su He and escaped afterwards! Under Tu Yu's order, there are countless dead souls, and the Yu clan is almost dead. Genocide, even in the play, she killed people!"

"Can killing someone be forgiven?!"

He stared firmly into Ruan Zhi's eyes: "Don't you have any bottom line, don't you have any principles?!"

Chief Ruan let out a long breath, and said lightly but solemnly: "Yes."

"If you really love someone, no matter what she does, she can be forgiven."

The young man glanced at Chu Jiangli: "Don't look at me like that. Brother Li, it's as if you don't know me anymore."

"Have you ever loved anyone? It was joy to see her, sorrow to not see her, and pain to think of losing her."

"No." Chu Jiangli said without hesitation, "But even if she is more important than your life, right and wrong will not be important."

"Killing is a felony, never, ever forgiven."

Ruan Zhi sighed: "You are too stubborn."

"Little stubborn, stubborn, who is it?"

The author has something to say:

Many ideas of Ruan Zhi and Chu Jiangli are completely different, even running in opposite directions.