being with you

, the heart pleases the king and the king is different

Years are hard to stay, and time is easy to wear. Three years, like a white horse passing through the gap, turns into light sand and flows with the water.

Outside the cave, warblers and swallows crow several times, streams gurgle endlessly, green leaves and red flowers fill eyes, how do you know that it is already a cold winter?In the cave, a young man who has not been born for three years sits cross-legged, with three thousand black hairs scattered, either hanging on his chest or gathering on his back.I don't know when, the gray clothes have turned into green shirts, looking more elegant and dusty.

If the eyebrows and eyes are slowly opened, the autumn waves have begun to rippling, and the beautiful scenery has become the background of the beauty.Yuya's thin lips turn to be passionate.

I haven't seen them for many years, and the caterpillars have also turned into butterflies.

Biting his lower lip lightly, Jiang Du stood up, walked slowly to the stream, bent down and picked up a wicker that had drifted from nowhere, and using the stream as a mirror, the peerless beauty tied her hair.

……

Smiling all the way, Jiang Du tried his best to suppress his excitement, and came to the familiar bamboo house.

It was still Maoshi, and there was no one there.

Just like the night of parting three years ago, Jiang stood alone at the door.

The sun had already risen at Maoshi, the red sun was scorching, bright and dazzling, and the golden light was overflowing. Through layers of mist and dense bamboo leaves, it still shone on Jiang Du's face and body, mottled and mottled.

The green shirt and love silk flutter in the wind, like a fairy, but also like a demon.

The "peerless beauty" remained motionless, and pedestrians in the distance walked hurriedly.From early morning to noon, from evening to late night, I have seen a few people pass by, but if it is not deliberate, not many people can pay attention to Jiang Du at the door of the bamboo house.

It's late at night, and people haven't returned yet.

The lights have long since faded, the disciples have long been asleep, and his relative Ah Cheng has not returned yet.

No wonder he was anxious, no wonder he looked up and down in the morning, but now he was sad.Burying his head in the light, he rubbed his feet with rubbing hands on his back.

Even though butterflies dance lightly, there are always times when they are sleepy.

After a night of no words and no sleep, when the sun rose again, people finally came to the bamboo house.

The person who came didn't notice that there was an Immortal at the door, so he opened the door directly, walked in, put the rice paper, inkstone and inkstone on the table in his bag, and took all kinds of daily necessities together, and walked out.

"Senior Sister Ruan Qian," Jiang Du said when the visitor approached the door again, which shocked her for a moment.I saw that the person in front of me was full of sloppy hair, but it was not elegantly tied with a willow branch, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his eyes were like lacquer spots, with autumn waves, and he was dressed in fluttering green clothes. His appearance was not much better than that of Ruan Cheng, It made her both familiar and strange.

"What are you doing? Ah... where did the owner of the bamboo house go?"

"You don't know?" Ruan Qian said again with a surprised face, "Senior brother Ruan moved out half a month ago. Brother Ruan joined someone else three days ago, and the third elder ordered me to take the things there."

Hearing the words, Dao Jiang Du felt as if he had been struck by five thunders and a thunderbolt from the blue sky. He was in a daze, not knowing what night it was, and his eyes were out of focus for a long time.

He could only say word by word, "Three days ago... a joint nationality...? Do you know who you are with?"

"What do you not know? He is the only son of the Great Elder, Ruan Gui, senior brother Ruan Mingjue."

"Then... where are they now?"

"...Fengding, come to the new pavilion."

……

Jiang Du didn't know his mood when he came, he only knew that he was happy when he saw Ruan Cheng dancing sword outside the house.

Thousands of thoughts surged at this moment, infatuation, obsession, indescribable, and unclear, which made him want to pounce on him and hug him full.

Jiang Du stood not far from Ruan Cheng, holding the green bamboo with one hand, watching his heroic posture of dancing the sword.

I don't remember how long I watched, Ruan Cheng stopped and looked at Jiang Du. Like Ruan Qian, he felt that the person in front of him was familiar and strange.

Jiang Du walked slowly, the distance between the two gradually shortened, and the "celestial fairy" he was obsessed with was right in front of him.

The brilliance is brilliant, the bamboo shadows are whirling, and the cool breeze comes in response to the situation.

Yingyan sings softly, cicadas sing endlessly, and the world is relatively silent.

Jiang Du stretched out his left hand, lightly covering Ruan Cheng's red face, his eyes fluttered, and the corners of his mouth lightly raised, the river named missing broke its embankment and hit.

In the palm of his hand, there is already a ready-made technique.

As long as he enters Ruan Cheng's spiritual veins, the answer he has been waiting for can be confirmed...

As long as he puts in his whole body's cultivation, the nine years of companionship will come to an end, and the nine years of waiting will come to an end...

"Ah Cheng, have you been okay these three years?"

"...Jiang Du?"

I haven't seen it for three years, and the caterpillars have also turned into butterflies, dancing so gracefully that people can't see what they used to look like.

The technique that had gained momentum was withdrawn in an instant, and he caressed his face caressingly.

"Ah Cheng, I've become stronger. I can protect you and never hurt you anymore... So, promise me and stay with me, okay?"

Bright eyes, burning feelings, three years later, still the same.

A sense of guilt welled up in my heart, why did he, Ruan Cheng, be so infatuated?

"...don't say any more, Jiang Du..."

Unbelief, nostalgia, and despair were instantly integrated into one, driving him crazy. Since the 99 confessions, the only time such words have been spoken?

"Why? Why can't I?"

"It's clearly agreed! You said, we want to be together forever! Why, you just forgot?"

"Don't you remember? Nine years ago, right here, you said you would stay with me forever!"

"That bamboo house was built by us together! You said, it will be our future home! We were also attacked by black bamboo around us!"

"..."

"Are you serious about all the things we did before?"

Ruan Cheng was still speechless.

I can't bear it, I used to do all kinds of things, just forget it like this...

"It shouldn't...it shouldn't be like this, how can you forget? You should remember...can I remind you? Huh?"

In the palm of his hand, the technique revived again, with azure light, cold and ruthless.

"Who is here? What are you doing?" But after all, he failed to get what he wanted, and before he stopped, Ruan Gui slapped him.

Jiang Du turned around, received the palm with his right hand, his eyes were sharp, like a god patrolling.

Strong winds blew up, and clouds of gray sand surged.After a while, his vision cleared up, and he saw Ruan Gui lying on the ground with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.Ruan Cheng covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his eyes were full of shock.

Jiang stood alone, fluttering in blue clothes, not stained an inch.

The author has something to say:

I'm not in a good state today, and I haven't been able to integrate the feelings of many words later. I will change it when I have time. Please forgive me.