Walking through the lonely city of Wanren Mountain

Drawing with ink and pen on the plain white oil-paper umbrella outlines a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers, giving people a sense of elegance and elegance.

Unlike the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the rain in the western regions is always so wanton and natural.

"I'm going back to Chang'an, do you want to go?" The green corner of the clothes passed before his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in green clothes standing in front of him, whose face was rendered even more beautiful by Garan, and her figure was slender: "Go back?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a half-smile, half-smile, half-truth, when did he smile like that?

"Don't laugh, I'm serious about asking you this question." Tan Shuangye pinched his arm dissatisfied, "Galan is pretty good, I plan to spend the rest of my life here, this time I go back to buy something, probably the last Once."

He patted his clothes and stood up: "I'll accompany you."

Tan Shuangye looked into his eyes with a little hesitation, sighed, and turned around.

After several years, why didn't she understand his thoughts?

The city of Chang'an in the afterglow is so graceful and luxurious, and the lingering charm of the past beauty is still there.

"Boss, two jugs of wine."

Gongsun Siniang lowered her head and was picking a few beads on the abacus. Hearing this familiar voice, her red lips curved.

"Which jug of wine do you want, guest officer?" Gongsun Siniang looked at the two men in black with a smile.

"The house is full of flowers and drunk."

A clear female voice took over the previous clear male voice.

Gongsun Siniang got up and greeted them personally to the box on the second floor.

"Long time no see, Futaba, you're getting more and more beautiful." Gongsun Siniang couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, watching a man in black take off his hat, that gorgeous and almost unfamiliar face, if it wasn't for the old She couldn't recognize the outline, "It seems that Samodoro has raised you very well."

Hearing the words Samodoro, Tan Shuangye rolled her eyes: "He? He's too busy to tease his wife. Hey, why did Li Zhi marry him?"

"Believe it or not, Samodoro is looking for you to settle accounts." Another man in black also took off his hat, and reached out to pat Tan Shuangye's head.

"Don't pat me on the head, I'm not tall anymore." Tan Shuangye touched his head and looked at him with contempt.

"Where did you learn the fallacies? You still said Samodoro. You obviously learned from him." He laughed, then turned around and gave Gongsun Si Niang a cup of hands, "Si Niang, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful after so many years."

"You two are right." Gongsun Siniang's Ye Mei was still so delicate, she was actually amazed by Tan Shuangye's gorgeous face in an instant.Suddenly she frowned, "You come back, does she know?"

That her, the three people present were all tacit.

He shook his head, and said calmly: "You don't need to let her know, but it's just a trip back, and I'll be back in a few days. There are still a lot of things that Samadoro and Yan Yan need my help with." It was Gongsun Siniang who didn't need to tell the one in her mouth.

"Huang Sanpao, you really have matured a lot." Gongsun Siniang sighed, fanning every fan.

"Am I immature?" Tan Shuangye was dissatisfied and drank herself drunk.

"Mature." Huang Sanpao said smoothly, and comforted Tan Shuangye, and Tan Shuangye was satisfied and went to drink again on his own.

Not the same as a child.

Gongsun Siniang smiled and looked at a man and a woman in front of her, one persuading the other to drink, without saying a word.

There is nothing much to do in Yuehe Street, Yan Yan went to Jialan to work for Samodoro, the black market is neglected, and the court is about to heal.

Tan Shuangye dragged Huang Sanpao around Chang'an, and finally returned to Fanshe empty-handed.

Tan Shuangye stood by the threshold of Fanshe, paused, Zisu...

Standing in front of the fanshe cabinet and chatting with Gongsun Siniang, a young woman in a pink palace dress had her hair in a bun, as delicate and beautiful as peach blossoms in March, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Different from Tan Shuangye's gorgeousness now, Shangguan Zisu is now more pure as water, like a burning peach blossom.

Tan Shuangye looked at him subconsciously, and he just raised his eyes: "What's wrong."

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little tired." Tan Shuangye made up a lie, but she was not used to lying.

"Really, let Si Niang come up with something to eat, let's rest after eating." Huang Sanpao gave her a little help, and Tan Shuangye nodded hastily.

The eyes of the woman in pink palace clothes swept over slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, how could it be possible!

Tan Shuangye has nothing to say, what should she say in this embarrassing situation!

"I haven't seen you for many years, Mrs. Yan." His clear voice sounded suddenly, and Tan Shuangye was also stunned.

Shangguan Zisu closed her mouth tightly, staring at him fixedly, after a while: "I haven't seen you for many years, Huang Sanpao."

The voice was bitter and astringent, Tan Shuangye wisely avoided to the second floor, and Gongsun Siniang also avoided to the kitchen.

"You've changed a lot." Shangguan Zisu looked at him, the face in front of him was very handsome, Zhilan Yushu, and he was almost a different person from the memory.

Huang Sanpao held his forehead, as if he had heard her words.

"I... I'm sorry." Shangguan Zisu raised a wry smile, she was in such a hurry that she didn't have time to say sorry to him who disappeared.

Now I really saw it, but time flies, things are different.

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, it's all my fault." But his gaze turned to the other side.

"How are you these days?" Shangguan Zisu didn't know what else to say, so she picked a moderate sentence.

"It's okay." He answered her words casually, as if his mind was wandering outside.

When Shangguan Zisu saw his gaze, her heart ached so badly that she really couldn't go back, they couldn't go back...

"Come up?" Tan Shuangye, who was eating candied haws by the window, raised her eyebrows, watching him come up, right?So much effort?She didn't even finish eating a candied haws.

"Aren't you tired? Rest early." He frowned, walked over, but stopped again.

The girl under the setting sun, with her unparalleled gorgeous face, slim figure, slightly profiled, raised a pure smile at him.

"Okay." Tan Shuangye obediently responded, put down the candied haws, and walked to the room.

His eyes became extremely gentle at that moment.

Two days later, a carriage drove out of Chang'an City again, leading to the road of Jialan.

"You just left? Without saying goodbye to her?"

"No, she and I have already changed."

Before losing her, he regarded her as a treasure in the world.

After losing, he and she have already changed.

So don't cherish it so little, because when you really lose it, you will understand how sad these four words are.

Shangguan Zisu in Yan's Mansion in Chang'an had a flash of pain in his eyes, watching from the window that the journey from Chang'an to Jialan was far away.

The journey home is long.

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I am back again.