Allure with one sword

Mid-Autumn Festival, people and the moon are reunited.

Ye Qingshi was supposed to go to Ye Mansion for a reunion dinner, the sky was a bit gloomy, he came to Ye Mansion earlier than usual, and he wanted to meet someone earlier.

When Ye Qingshi came to Ye Mansion, the servants had just started making inquiries, and it was still a long time before the meal time. He suddenly wanted to know what kind of place Sun Jingwen lived in Ye Mansion.He walked through the main hall, anyway, most people in Ye Mansion turned a blind eye to him, he also had his own room in Ye Mansion, it was a wing room where he lived when he was a child, he hadn't been there for a long time, maybe it was dusty.

I walked around the guest rooms in the other courtyard, but I didn't see Sun Jingwen at all. If he was not living in the guest room, he was living with the Ye family. Small courtyard to go.

As soon as he entered the pavilion, he heard the sound of two people fighting. Ye Qingshi walked down the steps and came to the garden in the middle of the courtyard. Ye Qingwan ran out with a smile on his face.It turned out that Sun Jingwen lived in Ye Qingwan's small courtyard...

Holding rice paper in one hand and a writing brush in the other, Sun Jingwen chased him out of the house, "Ye Qingwan! Stop! Let me see how I deal with you!"

"Hahaha!" Ye Qingwan laughed as he ran, and almost missed Ye Qingshi. When he saw Ye Qingshi, he was taken aback, "Brother, why are you here?"

Sun Jingwen also stopped, and Ye Qingshi looked at him, his face was painted with two big beards by ink, and a dark circle was drawn on his eyes, Sun Jingwen was a little embarrassed, put away the paper and pen in his hand, yes Looking at Ye Qingshi, he smiled awkwardly, "Qingshi, you are here."

Ye Qingshi was still in that meticulous attire, with no expression on his face. In fact, he had envied Ye Qingwan since he was a child. He always had things he couldn't get easily...

Ye Qingwan muttered, "Brother, don't just break into other people's yards, it's not polite at all."

Ye Qingwan looks very beautiful, even when angry, Ye Qingshi is different, with a gloomy face all day long, the people in the village respect and fear him, although Ye Qingshi is also very handsome, but Ye Qingshi Standing by my side in the evening, I always feel a bit inferior.

After being scolded by Ye Qingwan for a while, Ye Qingshi didn't know what to reply, and was silent for a while. In the end, it was Sun Jingwen who broke the embarrassment, "Oh, it's time to go to the main hall," he pushed the two brothers, "Hurry up, I'll go Just clean it up."

Ye Qingshi and Ye Qingwan were silent all the way. For Ye Qingwan, this so-called elder brother was not as close as Sun Jingwen. He was cold since he was a child, and he seemed to be indifferent when he went to play with him. Although it is not annoying, but Not to mention liking, he felt that Ye Qingshi treated him the same way.

After dinner, the sky finally started to lightly rain. The weather was not beautiful, and it swept away the joy of enjoying the full moon.Ye Qingshi looked out the window, thinking that he would go back after the rain lessened, or borrow an umbrella in Ye Mansion.

But Ye Huai said, "The rain won't stop for a while, the mountain road outside is muddy, you can stay here for one night in Qingshi."

The aunt snorted and went back to the bedroom.

"Yes."

Ye Qingshi was arranged in the guest room, it seems that his former room was indeed uninhabitable.

He stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, watching the raindrops falling from the sky, the sky was so cloudy that the moon could not be seen.

On the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone is reuniting with their families. Ye Qingshi sometimes thinks, what would it be like if his mother was there, would he dislike him like his father did, or would it be better if his grandpa was still there , so that he will not be alone in such a festival.

In the early morning of the second day, the weather cleared up slightly, and the rain dripped slowly along the wet eaves.

Ye Qingshi passed by Ye Qingwan's yard, and happened to see Sun Jingwen who was practicing calligraphy seriously through the open window of the study room. Ye Qingwan's displeasure made him stop outside the pavilion yesterday. I don't know if Sun Jingwen also likes calligraphy or painting because Ye Qingwan only liked it. Thinking of the latter possibility, Ye Qingshi felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He clenched his fists. At this moment, Sun Jingwen just raised his head, and Ye Qingshi immediately turned and left.

"Qingshi!" Sun Jingwen chased him out, "It's already here, why don't you go in." As soon as the words came out, he felt redundant. Didn't Ye Qingwan's attitude yesterday reject Ye Qingshi from the door.

"Actually, Qingwan didn't mean that. I just wanted someone to inform you when you came."

"Ah."

Why did Sun Jingwen feel that the drawing was getting darker, he grabbed Ye Qingshi's arm, "I just wrote a picture, Qingshi, please take a look."

Ye Qing didn't come forward, he wasn't afraid that Ye Qingwan would be unhappy, but for him, with Ye Qingwan's attitude, he wouldn't want to set foot here even if he was invited again in the future.

Sun Jingwen thought he was afraid of Ye Qingwan, so he dragged him into the yard relentlessly, "Come on, come on, we went out early in the morning, we are always comparing whose writing is better, you just came to comment on it." Review."

Ye Qingshi was dragged to the desk by him, there was a thick stack of rice paper on the desk, full of calligraphy and painting.

"You also like painting and calligraphy?" Ye Qingshi picked up one and examined it.

"I'm not very good at painting, but I like calligraphy very much. I used this for fun when I was learning martial arts. I didn't expect Qingwan to like it too. We hit it off right away."

Ye Qing smiled, unexpectedly, Sun Jingwen was so carefree and liked these things.

"Look at these, which one do you think is better." Sun Jingwen picked up two pictures and showed them to Ye Qingshi.

The characters of the two can be distinguished from their calligraphy styles. Sun Jingwen's calligraphy is strong and powerful, and his strokes are very regular. Ye Qingwan's calligraphy is elegant, elegant, and handsome. It's hard to say which is better. As far as he knows, Ye Qingwan is proficient in all kinds of calligraphy.

"I really can't tell the difference, each has its own merits."

Sun Jingwen laughed, "Even Qingshi can say some polite words." Then he picked up a pen and took out a blank paper, "Come to Qingshi too?"

Ye Qingshi shook his head, "My handwriting is not good."

"What's the matter, write it and see."

Ye Qingshi took a pen and wrote his name on the white paper. It was well-behaved, not bad, but compared to those two, it was indeed much worse.

Sun Jingwen smiled, "Qingshi can ask me to practice calligraphy more." He picked up the pen and wrote the three characters Ye Qingshi next to Ye Qingshi's writing.

He wrote stroke by stroke very carefully, Ye Qingshi looked at his focused expression, the profile of his face was as beautiful as a knife carving.

"Can I call you Jing Wen?"

"Eh? Isn't that what you call me?" He put away his pen and picked up the paper to dry the ink. "Of course you can call me like Qingwan."

After the pen and ink had dried, he folded the paper, stuffed it in Ye Qingshi's arms, patted his chest and said, "Hey, I'll give it to you."

An empty water hole.

Ye Qingshi sat in front of the stone table, picked up the words that Sun Jingwen stuffed him that day, looked at them carefully, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the smile of that person appeared in front of his eyes again, as if it had brought a new meaning to his dull and oppressive life. Some light, that person treats others very well, but he seems to treat everyone very well.

Ye Qing stood up, there were few monsters in the town these days, so he was at ease.Pick up Guming and go down the mountain alone.

When I came to the peach forest, I ran into Sun Jingwen again. He was sitting on the big rock, holding a leaf in his hands and blowing an unknown tune in his mouth.

"Jing Wen."

Sun Jingwen turned his head, Ye Qingshi was dressed in white, spotless, every time Sun Jingwen saw him, he would feel unapproachable and detached from the world, but when he really got along with him, he felt that he was actually a person who didn't understand the world, liked A person who hides everything in his heart always feels that he looks like he is bound by various rules and regulations, and he is not as cheerful and breezy as Qingwan.

"You seem to enjoy coming here."

"I often come here when I'm alone."

Sun Jingwen smiled and said, "Did I invade your territory?"

Ye Qingshi won't joke, "When you want to be alone, just stay in Wuwu Peak."

"I like it here too," Sun Jingwen faced the village and town, "It's very quiet and allows me to calm down. But sometimes I still miss my hometown."

"Where is your hometown?"

Sun Jingwen smiled, "Have you ever been to Jiangnan water town?"

Ye Qingshi shook his head, "I have never been out of Bailong Town."

"It's very beautiful there. In March, there are small bridges, flowing water, and catkins flying... Bailong Town is also good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. The people here are very nice, and practicing swords here is also good, although it is more laborious than outside the town," Sun Jingwen said. Then he whispered to himself, "Tomorrow I will go out of town with Qingwan to buy goods, and the day after tomorrow..." As if counting the days with my fingers, I finally raised my head and said, "I will come here to practice in three days. Sword, if Qingshi doesn't dislike it, we can learn from each other." In this Bailong Town, he is no longer Ye Qingshi's opponent, but looking around, only Ye Qingshi can compete with him in this Bailong Town Second, it's boring to practice sword alone, and I can't help itching after a long time.

Ye Qingshi didn't answer him, and Sun Jingwen felt that Ye Qingshi might think that he was not helpful to his cultivation, and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't come, anyway, it's good to practice alone, I will be here." At the end, Sun Jingwen scratched his head again, "Come here if you're free."

Three days later, he did have other plans...

Ye Qingshi ignored him, went to sit beside him.

He saw that there was an extra tassel on the hilt of the Xuantie sword that Sun Jingwen put beside him. It was a little delicate on the rough hilt, and it was not very delicate. The style was also the simplest one in the market. The place is the word "Jing" written in black ink on the rhombus-shaped camphor wood. It seems that the word "Jingwen" was written on both sides of the camphor wood. The handwriting should also come from Ye Qingwan. hand.

Sun Jingwen followed his gaze and said with a smile, "What Qingwan did was to show off his handwriting."

Ye Qingshi looked down at his own Gu Ming, the hilt of his sword was empty, if he was to give Sun Jingwen something, what would he give, he thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing to give.

After Ye Qing returned to Xuyu Water Cave, he took a look around at all the things in the cave, stone table, stone bed, pottery cup, letter... If he wanted to send anything to Sun Jingwen, there was indeed nothing to give.

Holding Gu Ming's hollowed-out sword, he felt disappointed. When he saw the spike of the sword, he realized that he also yearned for Sun Jingwen to carry his things with him. Many times, he really envied Ye Qingwan. , he was really jealous of Ye Qingwan.