You have to eat normally, you have to sleep normally, and you have to go back to Huajing.Even though Shen Hanchi knew in his heart what he would face when he went back this time, he still embarked on the journey back to the city without stopping.

When he was approaching the city gate, he caught a glimpse of a fat man lying on the side of the road with more air intake and less air output.People came and went on the side of the road, but no one stopped to take care of him.Shen Hanchi picked up the burden on the sword, squatted on the bed and poked the fat man: "Hey, brother, what's wrong with you?"

The fat man moaned softly, Shen Hanchi took his pulse, and was about to feel it, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound - coming from the fat man's stomach.

……

The corner of Shen Hanchi's mouth twitched, he almost acted like the pedestrians around him that nothing had happened, and left the fat man by the side of the road.

After a stick of incense, Shen Hanchi and the fat man sat under the willow tree by the side of the road. The fat man ate up all the dry food in Shen Hanchi's bag.Because he ate too fast and was choked, he almost rolled his eyes and died.

While slapping him on the back, Shen Hanchi was dumbfounded by his eating.After the fat man had eaten his fill, he immediately said, "Hero, you are my second-born parent! There is no way to repay your kindness!"

Shen Hanchi said: "Then you should call me Dad."

He was joking, but the fat man was very happy: "Father!"

"Forget it, you are such an eldest son, you can eat up my house." Shen Hanchi put away the water bag, "You can rest for a while, and I will leave if you are fine."

"Wait, hero, you haven't told me my name yet!" The fat man grabbed him with a smile on his face, "I'm Su Xie, I guess I've been staying in the Chongwen Museum recently, come and play with me, I'll show you around The best... you know."

Shen Hanchi felt that the name seemed familiar, but it should not be from the court.Since Su Xie lives in the Chongwen Hall, he should be a literati... Wait, isn't this the name of the talented Jiangnan scholar who wrote the red sleeve list?

Su Xie is a legendary figure among literati. He was born in a wealthy family in a water town, but his articles are not as graceful as those in the south of the Yangtze River, but full of frontier fortress style.In addition, he also painted flowers and birds well, but it was different from ordinary flower and bird paintings.Even if his painting is a solitary Lingxiao flower, it penetrates the back of the paper, and the ink color is dripping and dripping, exuding an aura of heroism and dry clouds.He is obviously talented, but he has never taken the imperial examination. He is still a student of Chongwenkan at the age of 30.

Shen Hanchi looked at him strangely.Su Xie in front of him, with a wretched smile on his face and a body swollen like a cuju ball, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't match the rumored romantic talent.

"My name is Shen Hanchi, so you don't need to play. If you have a chance, you can have a drink together." Shen Hanchi said.

Su Xie rubbed her third chin with a smile: "Oh, no wonder I think you are very eye-catching. It turns out that you are Shi Ting's younger brother. I used to study in Chongwen Museum with your brother."

Shen Hanchi hadn't heard his brother's name for a long time, and he didn't expect his brother to mention himself to others, so he was slightly taken aback when he heard this.The fat man said to himself: "Shi Ting often mentions you to me, haha, when you drink too much, you will drag me to tell you about your childhood, how obedient and cute you are. Especially the three of you siblings folded the flowers of the general's wife After you say that you did it yourself, don’t punish your brothers and sisters, my ears are calloused, hahaha.”

Shen Hanchi's mind was agitated, his eyes were half-closed, and he remained silent.

He still remembers the rainy night when his father's obituary came out, his brother punched him in the muddy rain and yelled at him to roll.The icy rain fell on him like a stone, and he lay on the ground in disbelief looking at his brother who had treated him so tenderly, his eyes were filled with disgust and hatred.He cried bitterly and stumbled out of the house, to the martyr's ancestral hall... Later, Shen Shiting was afraid that looking at him would make him sick, so he directly proposed to separate the family, and moved out of the general's mansion alone.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, he wanted to reach out to grab his brother, but the other party mercilessly pushed him away, leaving a red mark on his hand with a slap.The elder brother who would let himself ride on his neck, the elder brother who would buy him candied haws and teach him how to write, said in a tone colder than the twelfth lunar month:

"Shen Hanchi, even if I die, I will never see you again."

Shen Shiting hated him, and he also hated himself.After his elder brother moved away, he couldn't sleep all night, and when he finally fell asleep, he would wake up with tears all over his face.It was also because of his elder brother's resolute departure that he became the current wandering appearance, covering himself with layers of hard shells.

Su Xie's eyes fell on Shen Hanchi's hand, and found that he had dug his nails into the flesh, and his hand seemed to be bloody.He looked stupid, but in fact he was as careful as a hair, and instantly realized that he might have said something wrong, so he hurriedly laughed and said: "Hero, I can't repay you for saving my life. Fatty, I have no other advantages, and I am a complete glutton. I have time. I will deliver a post to the General’s Mansion, and invite you to have dinner on the top floor of the White Jade Tower.”

Baiyulou is the best restaurant in Huajing. The top floor has a bird's-eye view of the entire capital, and it is hard to find a seat.Shen Hanchi had never been there before, so being interrupted by Su Xie, he was a little moved.He wrote down the invitation, said goodbye to Su Xie, and walked towards the city gate.

With Su Xie's incident, Shen Hanchi's mood dropped a lot, and he stepped into Huajing City Gate expressionlessly——

He thought so in his heart, facing the capital city where he had been away for several months, and the bustling strangers, he was in a trance.Why do you suddenly feel that Huajing City is so strange?It seems that he has never been back in his entire life.

Shen Hanchi tilted his head and thought for a moment, but didn't get an answer.He took two more steps forward, the sense of alienation still lingering in his heart.

He tried his best to distinguish the direction, and remembered that the General's Mansion seemed to be in the southwest, so he walked slowly along the street.

As his footsteps gradually accelerated, Shen Hanchi's heart gradually became clear like a fog.

He finds Huajing strange, probably because he has never regarded this city as his home.He has never admired the scenery on the street, never been to the best restaurants, nor remembered what the people here look like.In contrast, Tanlang City, where he only stayed for two or three days, was more like his home.There are his friends, his subordinates, and people waiting for him.

And Huajing City is so big, extending in all directions, full of flowers.There is no place for him, and no one who cares about him.He is the lone star of the devil, and the duckweed is falling.

His parents were killed by him, his elder brother was forced to leave by him, and his sweetheart could only watch from a distance.In the high courtyard wall, jackals showed their fangs to him, waiting for him to enter the tiger's mouth.

So Huajing is not his home.

After he figured this out, his mood improved a lot, as if he had put down a big stone in his chest, and a smile appeared on his face again.Shen Hanchi reached out and touched his mouth, and even began to hum a little song.

Turning a corner, his eyes narrowed suddenly——

Right in front of him, a figure in Tsing Yi wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe stood quietly.Shen Hanchi's breathing became disordered for a moment, and then he returned to normal. He waved generously towards Yun Shugui with a bright smile, "Yo, isn't this Brother Yun?"

Yun Shugui nodded to him with soft eyes: "Mr. Shen, long time no see."

Bang bang bang.

Shen Hanchi wanted to scold his heart angrily, why did he make such a loud noise?He hated himself in his heart, and still had a perfect smirk on his face: "Brother Yun is traveling today without a lady, it's rare."

Yun Shugui paused, then shook his head helplessly: "I'm joking."

If not.

Shen Hanchi breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Brother Yun, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, Mr. Shen, go slowly."

One step, two steps.

With steady steps, Shen Hanchi brushed past Yun Shugui.At that moment, he smelled the fragrance of agarwood on his body, long and beautiful, just like others.But he didn't have any attachments, as if he really just met someone he didn't know very well by chance, he straightened his back and walked in the direction of the general's mansion.

Maybe... there will be no goodbye.

The author has something to say:

Regarding Su Xie's paintings, the prototype is Xu Wei.

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