startled autumn

It was just when the twilight was coming together, the fire in the forest seemed to burn all the way up to the sky, lighting up a few broken clouds, half-covered and half-covered to send the setting sun down, seeing the night slowly, another The crescent moon leaps up.

Shen Zhiqiu sat cross-legged in the tent with a dazed expression.

Just as he sighed, Han Bi opened the curtain and walked in, reached out and touched his brow, and said with a smile, "Why are you sighing?"

Shen Zhiqiu replied truthfully: "I'm worried about my little uncle."

Han Bi persuaded him, "After this catastrophe today, everyone's condition is not good. It's better to rest for a night, so as not to be unable to deal with it in the face of a big battle. Don't worry, since Wei Tingzhou wants the Gu mother, Zhao Mingchuan will definitely not." something."

Shen Zhiqiu naturally understood this truth.

During the robbery in the forest, they not only killed and injured many of their companions, but also some people were distraught because of the death of their relatives, unable to restrain themselves, and their emotions were so unstable, if they continued to move forward rashly, problems would inevitably arise.

This kind of dirty work of comforting others has always been done by Yue Yin.Fortunately, Xiao Shaoling had a good fight today, and he was peaceful at night. He happily promised to stay in the tent to watch over Ning Banque, and never run away if there is no accident. Seeing his sincerity, Yue Yin felt quite Relieved, I took a deep breath and sent warmth one by one.

Shen Zhiqiu wanted to help at first, but before he finished speaking, Han Bi carried him into the tent and ordered him to rest well.

"I can't sleep." Shen Zhiqiu said distressedly, holding his face.

As soon as the words were finished, someone poked a head in from outside the tent, rolled his eyes roundly, and said with a smile: "Young master, what you want."

This person was Han Banbu. He was holding a half-opened wine jar and stuffed it in secretly.

Han Bi didn't answer, and said "oh" calmly.

Han Banbu knew that he was being picky again, so he quickly explained: "I never drank this wine secretly. It was Miss Ye Tao who was injured, so I shared some to wash her wound."

Shen Zhiqiu heard the words and asked casually, "Is she all right?"

Han Banbu glanced at his master's face, but didn't dare to answer for a while.

"Why are you pretending to be dumb? Answer." After a while, Han Bi spoke leisurely.

Although he got permission, Han Banbu still didn't dare to say much, first he said something in general, and then he made a fool of himself: "...Mr.

Fortunately, Shen Zhiqiu was born with a dull nature, so he didn't notice it at all, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Han Bi reached out to take the wine, and with a look, he wanted to drive Han Banbu out. Han Banbu was always knowledgeable, and immediately stepped back obediently. Unexpectedly, he heard Han Bi whisper softly after taking two steps: "Half step .”

Han Banbu shot back and said with full expectation: "I knew you were not willing to let me eat and sleep outside alone, so I will come in to accompany you and Mr. Shen—"

"Thinking too much." Han Bi ordered with a blank expression, "You should watch the night in Xiao Shaoling's tent tonight."

Han Banbu walked away aggrieved.

Shen Zhiqiu wondered: "Why did you let Banbu go to guard the night with senior brother?"

Of course, just in case, Xiao Shaoling was not allowed to come to talk to you in the middle of the night.Han Bi was thinking like this in his heart, but his face still didn't show at all, but he just said earnestly: "You don't know something, although you don't say it for half a day, you admire Xiao Shaoling very much in your heart."

If you really want to say this, it is actually a truth.Although Han Banbu is a servant of the Han family, he is also a martial arts practitioner in essence. He has always had a good impression of martial arts geniuses like Xiao Shaoling. Excited look, but, after all, he knew that Han Bi didn't like to use swords and guns, so he never dared to say much.

Shen Zhiqiu: "There is such a thing?"

Han Bi nodded: "Xiao Shaoling became famous all over the world at a very young age, half a step is still young now, he is at the age of worshiping heroes, admiring Xiao Shaoling... is actually a very normal thing."

Shen Zhiqiu seldom heard of people worshiping Xiao Shaoling, so he immediately took it seriously: "Half step really has vision."

Han Bi: "It's a pity that he doesn't usually have the chance to meet Xiao Shaoling. Now that he has this great opportunity, it would be wonderful for him to talk with him for a whole night and express his heartfelt feelings."

Shen Zhiqiu felt reasonable as soon as he heard it, and raised his head towards Han Bi and smiled, his eyes were slightly bent under the faint candlelight, like a small arch bridge on the surface of the Bicheng Lake, filled with light smoke and rain, attracting yearning for no reason.

Han Bi lowered his head, looked at him carefully for a while, couldn't help but leaned over, and bit his lips.

Shen Zhiqiu was ambushed by someone for no reason, panicked, it was obviously not the first time, but he couldn't help but blushed, he hesitated and said: "Ah Xuan, what are you doing?"

"You have 'kiss me' written all over your face, so I had no choice but to kiss you." Han Bi finished in a low voice, took the wine jar and sat beside him calmly, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink?"

Shen Zhiqiu was overwhelmed by his answer, and hurriedly replied: "Drink."

It was rare for Han Bi to open the altar by himself, and holding the edge of the altar, he brought it to Shen Zhiqiu's lips neatly.

Shen Zhiqiu smelled the mellow aroma of wine dissipating little by little, and then realized that he wanted to hold the jar, push it away slightly, and said softly, "I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, so I'd better stop drinking."

"The big deal is to drink less, anyway, you will never get drunk after a thousand cups." Han Bi smiled, "I was in Zai Lai Pavilion that day, and if you were in a bad mood, I would drink with you, and it's the same now."

Shen Zhiqiu knew which day he was talking about—that day when he just learned the news of his father's death, and when he was in a state of despair, Han Bi said that he was asking him to drink away his sorrows, but in fact he found an opportunity for him to borrow Drinking to express the depression in my heart.

Since getting acquainted with Han Bi, whenever he is sad or frustrated, he is always by his side.Shen Zhiqiu is not hypocritical, and has always been very indifferent to his own sorrow and pain, but Han Bi is extremely sensitive to this, and he can't understand the sadness between his brows, and always wants to smooth it away with his own hands. .

Shen Zhiqiu's heart was slightly warm, he took a sip from the wine jar boldly, unexpectedly, even the neckline was wet by accident.

Han Bi: "Drink slowly."

Shen Zhiqiu nodded, stretched out his hand to loosen the neckline, and sighed: "Ah Xuan, I feel very sad."

Han Bi: "I know."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Little Martial Uncle is a good man, but now his life and death are uncertain."

Han Bi watched him raise his head and take another big gulp of wine, his appearance was no different from drinking plain water.

Shen Zhiqiu said in a low voice: "Ning Banque... When he was still in Yancheng, he followed You Ming, he was a very cute child, but now he has become like this... Ah Xuan, if I didn't save Wei Ting Zhou, let him be taken away by Hezhou people, will these things not happen?"

Han Bi paused, and replied, "No."

Shen Zhiqiu was drinking, hearing what he said, the wine jar was still up in the air, and the person turned his head sideways, staring at him blankly.

Han Bi looked at Shen Zhiqiu's motionless and stupid appearance, his expression was dull, only a pair of alcohol-smelling eyes remained, which were hazy and moist, so he smiled and reached out to take down the wine jar.

He knew that Shen Zhiqiu really cared about this matter.

It’s just that there are no ifs in the world. If I knew why today, it was just a sigh. No matter how much you bow your head, it’s just a waste of effort. What’s more, even if some things can be restarted, it is impossible to turn things around by one person. It just adds to the sadness.

"Do you think that without Wei Tingzhou's help, Ning Banque would not have come to where he is now, and there is no turning back." Han Bi said, "It's just that from the beginning to the end, he was not without choices, just like Zhao Mingchuan, Although he is in a desperate situation, he still has a strong character. On the other hand, Ning Banque once had the opportunity to tell You Ming everything. He didn't need to develop Xuelu Dan and Yulu Rouge for Wei Tingzhou, and he could even lie that he didn't know what Yan Shen Gu was. However, he still does not hesitate to hurt innocent people for revenge, Zhiqiu, do you think there is really no turning back for him, or did he choose not to leave?"

His life is difficult, is it easy for others?

Shen Zhiqiu was slightly taken aback, and said in a low voice: "I just think that I failed to prevent him from following Wei Tingzhou, and now there is no reason to say that he did something wrong."

"Everyone has his own destiny, why do you have to judge him?" Han Bi raised the wine jar, and rarely took a sip of wine along the edge of the jar, "Besides, what kind of ending he will have in the end has already been handed down by him. Whether it's right or wrong, he knows it well."

Shen Zhiqiu nodded thoughtfully. Although he was not drunk, he still smelled a little drunk, and he stared at Han Bi drinking without blinking.

Han Bi: "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I've never seen you drink like this."

There is no glazed white jade cup, no snow scene, no bright moon, no Qin Ji and incense, just like an ordinary knight-errant, with a wine jar in his hand, so carefree that even his throat is stained with a few strands of clear wine liquid.

Han Bi smiled at him: "Does it look good?"

Shen Zhiqiu felt a heart pounding in his chest, making him want to hold it out on the spot and give it to the person in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Han Bi took a sip of the wine in dissatisfaction, put his hand on his chin, but pulled his head forward, then lowered his head to cover his lips, and pried open the lips familiarly.

Shen Zhiqiu obediently opened his mouth to let him kiss, and suddenly tasted the sweet liquid, the taste was obviously the same as before, but there was a hint of sweetness, when it flowed through his throat, it made his mind spin like a dizzy , can't remember anything.

He likes Han Bi.

I like the way he drinks, the way he is angry, the way he preaches, the way he laughs, the way he doesn't smile, I like all of them.

How much do you like it?

After Han Bi had fed him the wine, he backed away slightly, but he was not willing to back away too much, just pressed against the tip of his nose and smiled, "Why do you still only know to stare at me?"

Shen Zhiqiu always drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, until he drank Han Bi's cup.

"Ah Xuan," he said slowly, "I seem to be drunk."