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The cuffs embroidered with delicate curly grass patterns were raised high and then lowered. Amid the rustling sound of the clothes rubbing against each other, Su Ersan knocked heavily on his head.

The noble goddess wearing a gold silk damask dress in front of the hall smiled just now:

"For you to come to Qingyao Mountain alone, Fei Ran must have been poisoned by something that even Bai Jin can't cure?"

After hearing this, Su Ersan froze, her eyelashes trembling slightly:

"Do you know the goddess?"

After thinking about it for a while, I felt how this was possible, and immediately suppressed that bit of delusion in my heart.

"Do not."

Goddess Wu Luo really denied it, but with this sentence, the corners of her mouth also curved into a playful shape:

"I know a person who is seven or eight points similar to you. He..."

"he?"

Su Twenty-san raised his eyes and said doubtfully.

"He has an unparalleled elder brother named Qi Nian."

The eyes of the aloof goddess flowed with water, revealing a little tenderness:

"You asked for medicine for Fei Ran. I think of that year, when there was a feast in the heavenly court, Qi Nian and Fei Ran admired the flowers together. They said, "I remember you most when the snow and moon are blooming." The two looked at each other and smiled.

"One is light yellow and the other is snow white. In the sea of ​​flowers, it is like the spring catkins and the fine snow goose feathers. It is light like pear blossoms under the moon, and warm like the sunshine of spring."

"It actually makes people feel that even being jealous is a blasphemy against those two people."

After finishing speaking, the goddess glanced at Su Ersan:

"You are indeed not as good as him."

Words seem to mean something.

Su Twenty-san bit her lip, lowered her head and pressed her forehead heavily to the ground.

The congealed wound was torn open again, and the bright red blood snaked down.

"Fei Ran once mentioned to me that he came to Chang'an to look for an old man, and that old man must be Qi Lang in the mouth of the goddess."

"Oh?"

Goddess Wu Luo was stunned:

"You said that Fei Ran came to Chang'an this time not to seal the beast, but to... find someone?

Su Twenty-san wiped away the blood that fell from the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, and looked up at Goddess Wuluo:

"Yes, Fei Ran said, that person is his first friend."

On the goddess Yubai's cheeks, a smile suddenly broke out, three-point speculation and seven-point certainty, very ecstatic:

"If this is the case, then Wushuang Qilang must be able to reappear in the world soon..."

Goddess Wuluo looked playful:

"Although Wu Luo has lived alone on Qingyao Mountain for many years, he has always loved poetry. It is a pity that there is one less person who can talk about poetry and Taoism with me."

See it.

Su Ersan thought of the little boy named Meihua, and said inwardly.

"I don't know if Mr. Su has such an elegant mood to leave a poem on this Qingyao Mountain, it's all for entertainment."

Fun shit!Do you think this is a spring outing or a song of water? ! !

Su Ersan just wanted to get the medicine and hurry back, and it took him a long time to realize the word "Okay" rolling in his throat.

After he realized it, he wished he could kill this sour woman with a single palm, and then took away the medicine.

The little boy named Meihua came forward with a pen, while Su Ersan was stunned holding the pen and paper.

Standing up, the body swayed and almost fell, gritted his teeth, and his lips turned blue and white.

The full sun was shining on his face, and he was holding a pen to shine on his face. He felt that tears were about to fall, and he didn't know if it was from the sun or something else.

Go over the South Tower again, and step on three times to live a startling dream.

A few pulls of dust and frost, mistakenly picking up a round fan, sorrowful, bitter and impermanent.

Empty city alleys,

Turning to the cool autumn, a complaint to the ileum; tune "Bai Xue", a song that is difficult to sing.

He expresses his eyebrows and worries?

Listen to the rain, listen to the wind and be dumb,

So frivolous Gu Qu, Qin wrong Zhou Lang,

Yunxie Wushan shallow melancholy.

Mei Nong Sheng Xiao, relying on fish rulers.

The cuckoo sings, the fog locks the setting sun; Yu Meng stays, and the broken pages continue.

Don't cry red makeup.

A song "Han Gongchun" was finished with a few strokes.

When the last word fell, a large drop of water gushed out from the bottom of Su Ersan's eyes, poking a round hole in the paper.

Mei Hua took the paper out of Su Ersan's hand, turned around and handed it to God Wu Luo:

"Oh, Qin Cuo is only for Zhou Lang's care, and "Bai Xue" is only for the lover's dance. It's a pity that it's not Sansei's dream, but Sansei's miss, and Sansei's sincere dedication."

"Young Master Su, Wu Luo wishes you a prophecy."

The sun was shining on the ground, and dust was floating. The goddess put down the paper and looked at him with a smile.

"Then, should the goddess not hesitate to give medicine?"

Su Twenty-san bit her lower lip hard to keep the tears from gushing out, and blood oozed from the corner of her bitten lip.

"You want my medicine so easily?

Goddess Wuluo opened her arms, clapping her ten fingers with the peony-patterned armor.

Four children in Tsing Yi lined up, each holding a gilt silver box with auspicious animal patterns.

Goddess Wuluo raised her eyebrows high, her narrow expression covered every detail of her face:

"This is a box containing four different things, one of which contains the antidote, and the others..."

"others……?"

Su Ersanyi couldn't react for a while, and stared blankly at the gorgeously dressed goddess in front of him.

"The others are poison wine, white silk, and dagger. If you choose the antidote, Wu Luo will offer it to you personally. If you don't choose the antidote, I will send someone to deliver the medicine to your mansion after you die."

"That is to say, even if I choose wrongly, Fei Ran can still get the antidote?"

Su Ersan suddenly calmed down, his fingers pinching the corner of his clothes trembled slightly, but his eyes were very clear, his lower lip was bitten in several places, and the blood on his forehead was diluted with sweat and hung on his face.

Goddess Wuluo tapped on the table lightly, watching Su Ersan's expression with great interest:

"How is it? Young Master Su, which box do you want?"

Su Ersan also laughed, and bent down while smiling, tears flowed from between the fingers covering her face:

"Forget it, my life was originally given by him."

You give me a life, and I will pay you back. Su Ersan does not owe you anything in this life.

If it's possible, I really want to see that legendary person who is so magnificent and peerless.

Not because he is unparalleled in the world, but because I want to know what kind of person is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with you.

Feng Li said, you came to the mortal world to seal monsters, so, in fact, you are a god, right?

So this encounter is more like a gift from heaven. You have smoothed the edges and corners and restrained the light. You are ordinary people and passers-by who have known me but are destined to part.

When I was young, I heard people say that the souls of people who have never done bad things have the opportunity to visit the heaven before reincarnation. If I go there one day, will I see you?

Presumably at that time, you joined hands with him, idling and talking about poetry, enjoying infinite romance.

At that time, the sky must be as green as blue, the moon as bright as washing, the galaxy full of stars, and the pear blossoms thick in deep spring.

Su Twenty-san closed his eyes and said lightly:

"Since that's the case, Su Ersan has the courage to ask Goddess Wuluo about it."

"Heh, you are the first one who dares to negotiate terms with me."

Goddess Wuluo said in surprise:

"Then you... tell me first?"

Su Ersan secretly collected himself, and just now said:

"Su Ersan asked God Wuluo to allow me to send the medicine back in person. Once Fei Ran's poison is undone, Su Ersan will immediately return to Qingyao and let the goddess dispose of it."

Su Twenty-san has had bad luck since he was a child, and after finally picking up a fairy, he thought he was lucky once, but who knew he would lose himself in it.

To choose one of the four, for someone like him who can't even win at rock-paper-scissors, it is undoubtedly a certainty.

In this case, he might as well watch Fei Ran get rid of the poison and then willingly come back to die without any worries.

Fengli has a bookworm, her parents have two older brothers and a nephew, as for Fei Ran...

Fei Ran has his unparalleled Qi Lang, although he has not found it yet.

But he is a fairy, and if a fairy looks for someone, will he still not be able to find him?joke!

From this point of view, one more Su Twenty-san in this world is not too much, and one less him is not too much.

He spoke decisively, but Wu Luoshen became unexpectedly interested.

At the last second, Su Ersan heard her reply:

"……it is good."

It was midnight when Su Niansan returned to the Su Mansion, and the guard at the door saw him with his eyes wide open, and he opened his mouth to announce.

He hastily reached out his hand to cover the man's mouth, shook his head at him, walked through the front hall, and walked carefully to the Baijin pear tree.

The dewy night wind blows towards the face, rolling up a faint pear fragrance.

Under the pear blossom tree, the three figures were shrouded in the vast night, the light blue and fiery red light were all dyed with a layer of dark ink by the night.

Bai Jinfengli and even Yi Feng were sitting around under the pear tree.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded behind him, and the three of them turned their heads suddenly. When they saw him, they were all startled, and immediately jumped up from the ground.

The nine-tailed fox's eyes turned blue, thinking about it these few days, he hasn't felt at ease.Seeing Su Twenty-san, he gritted his teeth, but choked up when he made a sound.

Yi Feng at the side held Fengli's hand tightly, and wrapped his body in his arms.

Bai Jin frowned and looked at Su Niansan, as if he wanted to say something, then shook his head lightly, and said:

"Hua Lian is gone, and Fei Ran is in the room. He lost too much cultivation once he went down to earth. If you don't bring back the medicine, I'm afraid..."

"I got it!"

Before Bai Jin finished speaking, Su Ersan hurriedly said.

The celadon bottle in his arms was carefully covered on his chest to protect it, and it was tightly pressed against his heart, gaining heat.

"You got it?"

"What did she do to you?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Bai Jin and Feng Li turned their gazes to Su Twenty-san, one suspicious and the other anxious.

"It's nothing."

Su Twenty-san shook his head:

"She asked me to guess which of the four boxes was the medicine, and it turned out..."

The corner of the mouth curved, and a smile appeared:

"I got it right."

"Alright."

Bai Jin closed her eyes and let out a long breath:

"He has been in a coma for two days. He is in your room. You feed him the medicine, and he will wake up tomorrow."

Su Ersan ran into the room, Fei Ran was still dressed in white, slumped on the bed like a marionette, her eyes were tightly closed, not a bit angry.

He bit his lower lip unconsciously, a few white teeth left blood marks on his lip, bright red with bloodshot eyes.

Following Fei Ran's original appearance, she carefully hugged him.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Fei Ran has lost a lot of weight, and her ribs can be felt through her clothes.

He protected Fei Ran with one hand, sat sideways on the bed, hugged that person on his chest, and handed the celadon bottle to his lips.

Fei Ran was in a deep coma, how could she open her mouth to drink the medicine?

Su Ersanyi gritted his teeth, poured a mouthful, closed his eyes and groped for Fei Ran's with his lips, found it and stuck it on, and clumsily poured the medicine into it bit by bit.

Very soft lips, cold to the touch, Su Ersan's nose was sore, tears wet his eyelashes.

The draft came in from the window, and the lamp seedlings trembled abruptly. The warm yellow candlelight created circles of ripples in the night.

Su Ersan managed to finish feeding the last mouthful, but he was reluctant to let go, sticking to the man's lips tremblingly, sticking out his tongue to trace the shape of the lips inch by inch.

After a long while, the distance between the two was opened a little, and I looked at the long eyelashes of the person in my arms, the sweat-soaked hair scattered behind the ears, and the snow-white neck slightly exposed.

With a heartless heart, he bit down on his shoulder hard, and the color of blood from tears and sweat soaked through his clothes.

Su Twenty-san bit hard until the end, his eyes were blurred.

His eye circles were so red that he pulled Fei Ran into his arms fiercely, his two thin arms wrapped tightly around Fei Ran's waist, and he buried his head in the man's neck and rubbed it repeatedly.

That night, the young master of the Su family, who is said to be the most gentle, respectful and thrifty in Chang'an City, cursed for the first time in more than ten years:

"You say I'm an asshole, aren't you a fucking asshole? I'm leaving, I'm leaving, Fei Ran, wake me up fucking, can't you fucking talk to me one last time , I just fucking thought, I thought..."

"I want to... hear you call San'er again."

It was as if all the sea water in the world had poured into his eyes.Su Ersan twitched her shoulders vigorously, as if she wanted to shed all the tears at this moment.

He hugged Fei Ran for a whole night, but he still couldn't wait for that person to open his eyes.

The radiant eyes, the slightly raised corners of the mouth and the ending sound, call him Saner.

Forget it, humans and immortals have different paths, so if you can't hear it in this life, you won't be able to hear it in the next life.

He looked up at the sky, and saw a full moon hanging desolately on the window sill, and the last line of tears flowed unconsciously along the arc of his head.

A moment before dawn, Su Twenty-san let go of his already stiff arms, placed Fei Ran on the bed, and pulled up the satin quilt to cover it up.

Finally, he carefully lowered his head, touched his lips lightly, and walked towards Master Su's room without looking back.

A kiss like a dragonfly on water, fleeting.

Scarlet, goodbye.

The author has something to say:

The poem written by Young Master Su in the middle was written for fun when I was in the first year of high school

Metric didn't even bother to check.

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