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Yan Xi drank a few jars of wine slowly, but there was no trace on his face, the amount of alcohol is not normal.

Yan Xi paid the money and left, and when he reached the door of the inn, he cast a small spell to remove the smell of alcohol on his body, and then walked in with a blank expression.

Mo Yi sat by the window, with a table of wine and food in front of her, she didn't move her chopsticks, but just looked out of the window, looking thoughtful.

"Are you finished?" She noticed Yanxi's arrival, and her brows and eyes softened a little.

Yanxi noticed her change and sat down: "Yes."

Mo Yi didn't ask what they said, but just looked at the dishes on the table and said: "I thought you would be back soon, so I ordered some dishes...but it's cold now, are you hungry, do you want to eat again? Order some?"

Yan Xi lowered his eyes: "I'm not very hungry."

Moyi couldn't answer anymore, so he remained silent, silent as always.

"I heard that there is a Pear Blossom Valley in the south of the Yangtze River, let's go and have a look." Unexpectedly, this was proposed by Yanxi.

Moyi also knew that Yanxi liked pear blossoms, so he agreed, so the two hired a carriage and headed towards Pear Blossom Valley.

Pear Blossom Valley is quite far from Hangzhou City, but the two of them have a tacit understanding that there is no Yujian, probably because they want to experience the life of ordinary people.

The coachman was driving the carriage in front, and he always felt his back was cold, and the whip in his hand was waving faster and faster, and he only hoped to arrive at the place sooner.

Alas, I also blame him for being greedy for money. Seeing that these two girls accepted the job with a high bid, I thought it would be easy, but why are these two girls so strange?

After getting in the car, it's fine not to say a word, and they all have a straight face, as if the whole family is crying after death, oh no, the mourning is not as scary as them, maybe they killed him on the way.

The carriage is large, and there is a small table inside, with tea and snacks on the table.

Yan Xi looked down at the book, Mo Yi drank tea, the two of them didn't speak, but the atmosphere was really harmonious.

In the Wuyou faction, they have always gotten along like this. In the huge study room, one drinks tea and the other reads a book. Occasionally, when the mood arises, the two will even play chess.

Because the carriage was running very fast, it was very bumpy. No, the tea in Moyi's hand spilled out and fell on Yanxi's book, blurring some words.

"Sorry." Mo Yi felt a little apologetic when she looked at Shang Yanxi, after all, she knew that Yanxi was a person who loved reading, and she was also a master who loved books.

"It's nothing." Yanxi's green fingers touched the wet place, and a white light flashed slightly, and the blurred handwriting returned to its original state.

Then, Yan Xi opened the curtain and said to the driver: "Please slow down, we are not in a hurry."

He spoke very slowly, without a questioning tone, just an ordinary sentence.

"Okay, okay." The coachman quickly responded and slowed down the speed of the car a little.

Yanxi stopped talking, put down the curtain, and continued to read.

Mo Yi glanced at her: "Why do you like reading books, uh, or Buddhist scriptures?"

Ordinarily, their cultivators should not believe in Buddhism, but Yanxi is particularly enthusiastic about Buddhism, and he can't put it down even more.

Yan Xi avoided answering, and asked instead: "Then why does the Master like to drink tea?"

Moyi glanced at the tea in her hand, the light blue tea had a bitter scent, she was a little confused: "I don't know, I just think that I should drink tea... As for whether I like it or not, I don't know... Anyway, I've been drinking tea."

What she said was vague, even chaotic, and her pupils were bewildered.

Yan Xi seemed to have thought of something, so he didn't ask any more questions, but instead explained: "I don't like reading, but I don't know what else to do besides reading... He is a teacher, he has a lot of books at home, and I can read since I was born... ...He is very busy and has no one to accompany me, so I can only read books, and as time goes by, I get used to reading books."

Her explanation was also very strange, but Mo Yi smiled, probably understood it, or it was - sympathy for each other.

A few hours later, the Pear Blossom Valley arrived. The coachman parked the carriage at the entrance of the valley and watched them walk into the Pear Blossom Forest holding hands.

The Pear Blossom Valley is very big, and it was a coincidence that they came here. It was the time when the pear blossoms were in full bloom. Pieces of snow-white pear blossoms were flying in the air. The petals were very white, as if they had been washed with water.

Yan Xi was fascinated by the sight, and let the peach blossoms on the tree fall on her body and run across her cheeks, itching, very cold.

Mo Yi stretched out his hand, gently brushed a pear blossom on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Why do you like pear blossoms?"

Yanxi plucked a pear blossom and held it in his hand: "Because there are no peach blossoms in Peach Blossom Village, rare things are more expensive, so I like them."

Because those invincible flowers in Peach Blossom Village are the evidence that she has become a "catastrophe", so she doesn't like those flowers.

Mo Yi smiled: "Is it that simple?" Like a child.

Yanxi was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Perhaps, people are like this pear blossom, and one day, they will leave."

Can't stay, can't stay.

She spread her hands, the wind came, and the pear blossoms in her hands fell with the wind.

Mo Yi couldn't talk anymore, it was weird, could it be that someone left her?No, she joined the Wuyou faction at the age of three, and she didn't have much relationship with anyone except herself. Even if they left, she wouldn't be like this.

Before she was three years old, those villagers who wanted to burn her to death would not be worthy of her sorrow. Could it be that dead sister?

Well, childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts and so on, I hate it the most.

Moyi pondered for a moment, put his arms around her waist, hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear: "Even if everyone leaves, I will always be the wind by your side, only blowing your pear blossom."

Mo Shangzun is mighty and mighty, don't be too slippery about love talk or something.

Yan Xi paused: "But the wind will leave one day."

It's not that she can't feel Moyi's thoughts for her, but she dare not accept it, and she can't accept it, because she is afraid that one day, everything will go away with the wind.

At that time, she was afraid that she would not even be alone.

Mo Yi looked at her side face, there was unprecedented sadness on her fair face, and there was a shadow in those eyes.

"But, one day, she will come back."

Yan Xi came out of her arms, turned around and looked at her, with an unclear expression in her eyes: "As long as you leave, I won't be nostalgic."

Moyi came up to her like a ghost, and kissed lightly. The pear blossoms were still floating in the air with the wind, like the gorgeous fireworks that hadn't ended yet.

Yan Xi was stunned, she heard the person in front of her say: "In that case, then I will never leave you."