Castle Peak with rain

Since being hugged to sleep together, Tang Junyan refused to get up immediately after waking up every morning.

One is that the body temperature under the same quilt makes him feel much warmer than when he sleeps separately.

Secondly, the person who hugged him to sleep also made him nostalgic.

So I just want to hang on for a while in front of that unawakened chest.

He likes this guy.

So when he grows up, we must marry him.

Ah!

Thinking about it, Tang Junyan felt happy and warm.

I feel more and more reluctant to get up.

"Jun Yan, take me to see your master today."

So said the young man at breakfast.

Tang Junyan thought for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Although Tang Junyan was only a child, he was truly his savior.

Naturally, one should be sincere and respectful to the master of one's savior.

Therefore, when the young man saw Tang Aoxia, he first clasped his fists in salute and said, "Junior Qixiu Fang Yao Haixu, I pay my respects to Senior Tang."

Immediately afterwards, he fell on his knees and kowtowed his head sincerely and respectfully.

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of my disciple Tang Junyan. The younger generation will be grateful for the five things, and I will never forget it. I will definitely sacrifice my life to repay it in my lifetime."

"elder brother?!"

Tang Junyan was taken aback by this posture, and Tang Aoxia hurriedly pulled him up.

"Emergency rescue in the rivers and lakes is originally a job of a chivalrous person. If not, how is it different from those scumbags in the rivers and lakes?" Tang Aoxia said, "Young man Yao, if you really want to repay me, I want to repay you." As far as this disciple is concerned, it is the best reward for you to be safe and sound, and to recover as before."

Tang Junyan was a little surprised when he heard this, and said, "Master, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Hey, otherwise, how could I be your master?"

Speaking of the master and apprentice, they laughed heartily at each other.

Yao Haixu watched and laughed quietly.

Tang Junyan pulled him and his master, and the three sat down together.

Tang Aoxia asked again how Yao Haixu was recovering from his injuries.

Then he mentioned the antecedent of Yao Haixu's serious injury.

"I heard from Jun Yan that Yao Shaoxia was captured by the red-clothed cultists and taken to Dihua Palace, and then knocked off the cliff?"

"Yes, senior can call me Haixu. It's ashamed to say that this junior was confused and neglected for a while, and fell into the trap of the red-clothed disciples, and was fed the medicine that made him lose his power in the Dihua Palace." Yao Haixu While recalling, he slowly said, "Later, one of my best friends, and... and another friend of his came to rescue me, but I was thrown off the cliff of Dihua Mountain by the red-clothed believers, and almost... , if Jun Yan hadn't saved me..."

The memory is very clear.

Yao Haixu wondered why after suffering such a serious injury, those memories were not blurred at all.

He hoped they would begin to blur from the moment he regained consciousness.

Even if he deliberately made them blurred.

But there is no such thing.

Or quite the opposite.

The more he tried to forget, the clearer they became, emphasizing their existence, as if against him.

Someone, a name, something, a feeling.

Even if she knocked him off the cliff, she couldn't make him feel regretful.

After that, how is she now?

Client: Zhu Yiji.

Information needed: the life and whereabouts of Qixiu disciple Yao Haixu.

Final Investigation Report——

Yao Haixu, born.

Location: Tang Sect.

As soon as the information file was sent to Zhu Yiji, the person who sent the information from Yinyuanhui disappeared quickly.

As for the ins and outs behind the words "Sheng" and "Tang Men", Yin Yuanhui would not give a single word.

Even if you want to ask, there is nowhere to go to ask them.

The members of the Yinyuan Society that you can see and come into contact with in various places in the Tang Dynasty all have a clear division of labor and perform their own duties. What's more, the members have a single-line connection, and those who really have detailed information are not Then it will be easy to show your face and appear in front of people.

The commission has been completed.

The payable price will be taken by Yin Yuanhui within three days at most.

In any case, not only did the investigation finally come to a result, but it was also great news, and that was enough.

Yao Haixu is still alive.

still alive.

alive! ! !

Zhu Yiji cried and laughed and hugged Zhang Junran, jumping and jumping.

Although Zhang Junran was not as excited as Zhu Yiji, he was already as happy as if he was the luckiest person in the world.

Next, we will go to Tangmen.

Forgetting is sometimes difficult for humans.

But a lot of the time, very good at it.

All kinds of forgetting.

Forgetting in different ways and in different ways.

It varies from person to person.

There are temporary and there are permanent.

But the word "permanent" is extremely unreliable.

Especially in the things you want it to be reliable, it is especially unreliable.

When Huang Zihong was drinking wine and looking at the sun, the words "living like a year" suddenly popped up in his mind.

A quiet and peaceful valley of flowers.

A person who suddenly appears in your life one day, and then you think he will leave, disappear, or disappear at any time, but he seems to have been there for a long time.

Huang Zihong still feels that this may be just a dream in a trance.

When he woke up, he would say to himself, look, it really was a dream.

There is no Mingjiao, no Gao Yun, no one.

There are butterflies flying by not far away.

Butterflies are very common in Flower Valley.

Most of them are not very beautiful, even ugly, with neither gorgeous colors nor distinctive postures.

He just fluttered his butterfly wings in a mediocre way, and passed by lightly, not caring whether he was conspicuous or not.

"In the past, Zhuang Zhou's dream was a butterfly, and the butterfly was so vivid. He said that he was suitable for him, and he didn't know Zhou Ye. Suddenly, he realized that he was a butterfly. I didn't know that Zhou's dream was a butterfly, and the butterfly's dream was Zhou Yu? Zhou and Hu Die, then you must There is a point."

"Zihong?"

Huang Zihong asked Gao Yunli to bring a pen and ink to him, and scribbled down the few words he had muttered just now on the paper.

Then Huang Zihong began to explain to Gao Yunlian the allusion of Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly.

After the explanation, Gao Yunli asked studiously, "So, did Zhuang Zhou dream of the butterfly, or did the butterfly dream of Zhuang Zhou?"

Huang Zihong asked casually, "What do you think?"

Gao Yunli was a little dazed, and after thinking for a while, he said with some uncertainty: "In my opinion, it must be that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly."

"Yeah," Huang Zixuan said, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, "I think so too."

"But why doesn't Zhuang Zhou understand?" Gao Yunli asked again.

Huang Zihong narrowed his eyes.

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"How do you know he doesn't understand?"

"Then why is he asking?"

"Then what do you think I'm drinking for?"

For some reason, Gao Yunli instinctively didn't want to answer this question.

Huang Zihong didn't ask further, but continued: "Zhou and Hu Die must have their own differences. If he didn't understand, he wouldn't say this sentence, and he wouldn't ask this question, not to mention that there is another sentence behind it. called materialization."

Gao Yunli didn't speak, but thought seriously.

Seeing this, Huang Zihong said again: "He was a person more than 1000 years ago. Only he knows what he means, so there is no truth. All the understandings of future generations are just more or less Just presumptuous."

Gao Yunli gave a low "hmm" and nodded thoughtfully.

Having known each other for so long, no matter what Huang Zihong said, Gao Yunli would seriously explore and think about it.

He never felt that Huang Zihong was inexplicable or even insane.

In fact, Huang Zihong seldom talks casually.

It can even be said that Huang Zihong is a person who is too serious to be free and easy.

Huang Zihong was very satisfied with Gao Yun's earnestness that matched him.

And since this is the case, this point is also very important to Huang Zihong.

Huang Zihong admitted that he likes Gao Yunyi.

Of course, Huang Zihong would not admit this kind of confession.

But no matter what the word "like" means here, Huang Zihong is very willing to admit that yes, he just likes Gao Yunli.

How many people in the world can have such seriousness that fits with me?

Who else can take every word Huang Zihong said seriously like Gao Yunyi, never perfunctory, never disregarding, and never put aside?

Huang Zihong knew the answer very well.

What is care and attention.

So maybe Huang Zihong really doesn't know what it's like to like someone.

But if there is such a person he likes.

That person could only be Gao Yunli.

"Zi...Zi Rong?" Gao Yunli stuttered as he looked at the person who stretched out a hand to caress his cheek, "What's wrong?"

Huang Zihong was drunk with a smile that was not a smile.

"I was wondering if you were a butterfly."

"Butterfly?"

Huang Zihong gently stroked one side of Gao Yunli's cheek, as if confirming something.

The eyes are both focused and blank.

"The butterfly in the dream, like the one in Zhuang Zhou's dream, disappeared when he woke up from the dream."

"I'm not a butterfly."

That flimsy thing.

Gao Yunli grabbed Huang Zihong's hand that was moving on his face, whispered, and then kissed his light-colored thin lips forcefully.

Huang Zihong made a slight sound.

While being kissed, the wrist was clasped and gradually pressed to the floor of the porch steps.

Gao Yun's hand even pulled Huang Zihong's belt away.

The placket is a little loose.

It's gentle, but also hard at the same time.

As if desperately trying to prove his existence.

The kiss moved from the lips to the neck.

Huang Zihong struggled a little.

"Gao Yunling, what are you doing?"

His questioning voice was like a love potion now.

"Fool." Gao Yunli's voice was hoarse when he answered the wrong question.

I wish I could just make him my own.

But what Gao Yunli wanted more was this person's heart.

To be precise, he doesn't want a body without a mind.

Don't want superficial physical relationships.

So before he clearly knew that Huang Zihong liked him, Gao Yunyi would not just follow his instinctive desire.

No matter how noisy, how eager, how depressed, how close to the edge.

"Zihong."

There are countless things suppressed in the voice.

Huang Zihong was like a cat that feels comfortable after being petted, when Gao Yun hugged him and made him sit up again, Huang Zihong stopped struggling.

He wrapped his arms around the back of Gao Yunli's neck, with an expression of "let's do something fun" unconsciously...

Gao Yunli suddenly laughed soberly.

He smiled and said: "I will do it, in the future, definitely."