Weak Water and Yellow Spring Thirty Thousand Miles [Comprehensive Martial Arts + Red Mansion]

When Ye Gucheng came back, it was already late at night. When he saw the note, he couldn't help but smiled and put it away.

He took a look at the food box. The food box was not small, with two layers. On the first layer were some appetizers such as peanuts, stewed pork, vegetarian dishes, and oil tripe.The second floor is full of wine, the palm-sized wine jars are packed to the brim, there are enough wine jars, and each jar has a different variety, so you can choose from it.

Ye Gucheng slightly raised his eyebrows, took out the small dishes one by one, put them on the table, took out another jar of wine, opened the seal, and took a sip.

The cold wine slid down the throat and into the stomach, and then burned hotly.

——It turns out that this is the taste of wine, and it's not very good, but it makes people want to take another sip.

Ye Gucheng drank one cup after another, and soon became drunk. In a trance, he thought of Baiyun City, the beautiful sea water, the large white clouds, and the warm sunshine.

The cold wind came in through the cracks in the door, the windows, and even the cracks in the walls, and the sound of the wind was bleak and lonely.

He was never afraid of loneliness before, he was already used to this kind of life.

For more than [-] years, he has been like an ascetic monk, without a home, without a wife and children, and without friends. He rejects other people's emotions, and also rejects his own emotions. The sword is his only companion, and the Tao is his only pursuit.

But at this time, he felt a little desolate. For the first time, he felt that such a life was a bit bitter.

Even Ximen Chuuxue has a wife and a child, but he is still alone.

It's not that there is no one you like, but it's a pity that you met too late, understood too late, it was a dream after all.

He thought of those clear eyes, with a nostalgic tenderness under the cold appearance.

Think of the subconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.

I'm not reconciled... I really want to see who can make you fall in love like this.

Want to see if he's - better than me?

However, in the end, I can only ask one question: are you happy when you get married?

He is not a sentimental person, but he tossed and turned unable to sleep tonight.

——The night is too cold, and the wine is too bitter.

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There was a slight change in the sound of the wind outside the door, Ye Gucheng was [-]% drunk, but he still keenly caught this change, he frowned, put down the wine glass, and held the sword in hand.

"Who is outside the door?" He asked lightly, his tone calm and cold.

Lu Xiaofeng opened the door and walked in, looked at him with a smile for a while, and spread his hands: "Brother Ye, although we only met each other, I have always regarded you as a friend in my heart."

Seeing that it was him, Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, and let go of the sword in his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Look, you have good wine, but you have no one to accompany you, and I just came here, what does this mean? It means that God wants you to be my friend, and specially directed me to come and drink with you!"

"How did you find this place?" Ye Gucheng ignored his joke and asked instead.

Lu Xiaofeng sat down familiarly, and said: "I'm just a little surprised, you are obviously not a womanizer, and you don't like to enjoy yourself, but you suddenly found a few beautiful girls to spread flower petals to pave the way, and you made such a big mess. Fighting, isn’t this a bit of a cover-up? So I couldn’t help but investigate.”

Ye Gucheng nodded, accepting his answer.

"Now it seems that your poison has been cured? But I know that when you were in the restaurant that day, you were actually wounded. Who helped you cure the poison? The friend who gave you the wine?" Lu Xiaofeng was born Just proficient in the skill of finding something to talk about, no matter how indifferent a person is, he will not be cold when he is with him.

"Not bad." Ye Gucheng replied.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and smiled happily: "Then he is really a good man." As he spoke, he wanted to reach out to grab a jug of wine to drink.

Ye Gucheng blocked him with his sword: "I can't give you this wine."

"Why is this? Brother Ye, it's too hurtful for you to behave like this." Lu Xiaofeng complained with a heartbroken face, and exaggeratedly covered his chest.

Ye Gucheng remained silent.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, tut tut and shook his head: "Brother Ye, could it be that I have misjudged you? You are so precious that these wines are gifted by some beauty? This is so interesting! May I take the liberty to ask, who can Who is the beauty that moved your heart?"

"Beauty?" Ye Gucheng repeated his words with a strange tone.

"Yeah, she must be a very beautiful girl, right? Otherwise, how would you have the courage to stand by your side?" Lu Xiaofeng guessed with a smile, with a fascinated expression: "I'm really curious!"

"Girl?" Ye Gucheng's tone became even weirder.

"Yes, look at these wine and dishes, they are so delicate, this plate, a high-quality official kiln, must be a girl, and she is also a very tasteful and delicate girl." Lu Xiaofeng praised without any effort.

Ye Gucheng looked at him, and his heart felt trembling, and then slowly said: "You can say this in front of Lin Wuyu."

Lu Xiaofeng choked, then slapped the table and laughed loudly: "So it's him! That's true, he has always been a hypocritical person, he doesn't eat this, he doesn't drink that, look at these small dishes and small bowls, it is indeed his style , Oops, I actually forgot him!"

Ye Gucheng smiled, the smile was shallow and fleeting: "Is he picky?"

"That's not right, I'm very picky, I wish I didn't eat anything, and I don't drink alcohol. I heard that my favorite drink is more expensive than gold. I can understand that you and Ximen Chuuxue are dedicated to hard work. , how could he be so hypocritical."

He said bad things about Lin Heng bluntly, but there was a smile in his eyes, obviously he didn't really think so, he was just teasing his friend intimately.

"It's better to be more precise." Ye Gucheng said.

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged: "Anyway, he is a rich man, so he can do whatever he wants. Speaking of which, he actually brought you so many kinds of wine, which is really enough to give you face. Except for the time when he first met him, he is now I don’t even want to drink a drop with me.”

At this time, he was already somewhat sensitively aware that when mentioning Wuyu, Ye Gucheng talked more.Compared with the previous love and ignorance of him, cherishing words like gold, it is simply a huge difference in treatment.

In view of the fact that there are more and more men in pairs around him recently, his insensitive nerves have gradually been tempered. He remembered just now when he asked Ye Gucheng if there was any beauty that moved his heart. Ye Gucheng changed the subject, But he didn't deny it.

He couldn't help asking: "Brother Ye, since Wuyu brought you the wine, why can't you give it to me?"

Ye Gucheng stroked the small wine jar in his hand, and did not answer, but said softly: "This afternoon, I released his pigeons and made him wait here for nothing all afternoon."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, and then said: "If there is a reason for the incident, it's good to explain it clearly. He has a good temper and won't argue with you. Even if there is no reason for the incident, he will be angry for a while at most, it's just a trivial matter, don't worry about it."

Ye Gucheng didn't answer, and he didn't ask any more questions, he already had [-]% certainty in his heart.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he understood Ye Gucheng's thoughts very well, if the person he likes already has a lover, then there are some things that should be buried in the bottom of his heart and never be said out loud.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Ye Gucheng ignored him, sat quietly for a while, and poured himself another glass of wine.

Just like that, he started drinking again, one glass after another, and soon seventy percent drunk became ninety percent drunk, he looked at Lu Xiaofeng who was sitting beside him silently, and said, "I refuse to buy you a drink, why are you still here? "

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and he said: "Because I know that anyone who drinks alone wants someone to accompany him, so I can't leave. Also because although you don't invite me to drink, I still want to make you a friend. "

Ye Gucheng also laughed, he was completely drunk, his beautiful eyes were amazingly bright, enough to make the stars in the sky pale.

"Friend? Good. That's good. Thank you..." he murmured.

"Why thank you. Brother Ye, you are drunk, go to bed early." Lu Xiaofeng persuaded.

Ye Gucheng sat upright, but his eyes had already begun to slacken.He would definitely not be like this on weekdays, even when he was sleeping he would remain vigilant.

He trusted Lu Xiaofeng, that's why he boldly allowed himself to get drunk.

"Am... am I drunk? I, I'm not drunk yet..." He muttered to himself and poured another glass of wine.

He picked up the glass of wine and respected it from a distance: "Wuyu...you are married, I will toast you..."

"This glass of wine, I wish you peace and joy, and a worry-free life."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear to turn his head away, he was a person who hoped that everything in the world would be good, no matter how many joys and sorrows he had seen, he couldn't get used to this kind of sad scene.

If you let him speak from the bottom of his heart, he thinks that Ye Gucheng and Lin Wuyu are more suitable, no matter from which aspect.

It's a pity that the matter of feelings has never been clear, Lin Wuyu's heart is tied, and his love has always been only one person.

After Ye Gucheng drank the glass of wine, he fell asleep on the table already drunk.

Lu Xiaofeng sat there, feeling all sorts of complicated and unspeakable feelings in his heart, he didn't get up until the day was getting brighter and Ye Gucheng was about to wake up, then he got up and left.

When Ye Gucheng woke up, he didn't know when he would leave, but he didn't forget what happened last night because of his drunkenness, Lu Xiaofeng must have guessed his thoughts, so it's better to leave, to avoid embarrassment.

He glanced at the cups, plates and wine glasses on the table, picked out the last jar of unopened wine, put it away carefully, and left here.

Tomorrow is the day of the duel, and he still has a lot to do.

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