white head

The undulating chirping of cicadas when spring turns into summer, and the mottled light and shadows on Lishan Mountain, together with this period of time, will become the beauty that Fei Ran wants to relive but never returns, every time he recalls it in the future.

The road to Qingyao Mountain is not far.

The two stopped and walked, passed Laitan Town, crossed Daihu Lake, and could already see Qingyao's small green head protruding from a distance.

"Crimson Ran."

Su Twenty-san hesitated for a moment, then lowered his eyes, avoiding Fei Ran's gaze:

"It's already Qingyao..."

"Oh, Qing wants it."

Fei Ran's eyelashes fluttered and she stared at her toes, her worried eyes were more vivid than drinking alcohol:

"Why so fast..."

In fact, I also feel that soon...

Su Ersan became worried, but only for a while.

After a long while, he patted the horse leisurely, and the old horse raised his neck proudly, and led the two of them to the inn where they stayed last time.

The little guy who hadn't seen him for a long time was sweeping the floor with a towel, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he straightened up with a flattering expression.

But before he could pull out a well-trained and enthusiastic smile, he heard a crackling sound and exploded.

Su Niansan stretched out his head to look, and it turned out that the sweeper fell straight to the ground, a heroic sacrifice.

"This guest officer... you, you, you, you..."

The boy's undisguised astonishment was very cute, that grin made Su Ersan have the urge to stuff an egg into it.

"I didn't die last time, but I'm here to die this time."

Su Twenty-san twitched his brows twice, squinted his eyes and said haha, the truth was also taken as a joke.

It was only after he finished speaking that he secretly yelled that he was not good, forgetting that there was someone beside him.

The night full of clear moonlight overflowed from the window, and the dim light and shadows from a few gauze palace lanterns wandered around the room with a warm attitude.

Fei Ran stood where she was, with the candlelight slowly soaking in her eyes, her eyebrows raised and raised, and finally they were tightly locked together.

Young Master Su froze, wishing he could chop himself to death with his palm.

The corners of his stiff mouth moved, and a smile of incomparable sincerity and innocence:

"I was teasing the boy, hey, he's thin-skinned..."

"..."

Fei Ran had a gloomy face and did not speak, she stayed silent for a while, and then said seriously after a long time:

"I'll accompany you to Qingyao."

"no!"

"why not?"

Young Master Su was startled, bit his lips, and almost said in a panic:

"This... this is also one of the conditions for my agreement with Goddess Wuluo."

"You think I'm afraid of that idiot woman?"

You are not afraid of me! !

Su Twenty-san gave Fei Ran a hard look.

"Fei Ran, your own life was saved by other idiots, Fei Ran, what kind of uncle are you!"

"Okay, I won't follow."

Fei Ran didn't look at him again, she loosened her grip on the teacup, and when she raised her head again, she looked a little tired:

"Remember, I will always be here waiting for you to come down."

Such ambiguous words.

Su Twenty-san only felt his heart tense, and he didn't know whether he was being comforted nervously or just procrastinating.

He lowered his head and continued to play with his small package pretending nothing had happened. After thinking about it, he picked out a few more.

In the end, I picked and picked, and even the blue cloth bag was saved.

The night outside the window is dark, and the sky is full of stars like fried golden glutinous rice balls.

Fei Ran looked at him sideways, sitting in the shadows and refilling her tea one after another.

After a long time like this, he suddenly thought of something, got up and walked over, and grabbed Su Ersan's small arms up and down with his claws.

"What are you doing, Fei Ran?"

Dissatisfied, Young Master Su handed over a look of "don't make trouble" to this someone who suddenly went crazy, and his voice was slightly angry.

Fei Ran remained motionless, and with force, she tore off the string of white beads from his hand.

He fumbled in the skirt of his clothes again, and as soon as the white light passed in front of his eyes, the original one was firmly hung on Young Master Su's wrist.

Su Twenty-san stared blankly at the long-lost bead chain, but did not refuse it in the end.

Just little by little, the heavy sadness like a gem buried in the deepest part of the sea overflowed in his eyes:

"Thank you. It's too late, I'm going upstairs first."

"Ah."

Fei Ran raised her eyes, moved her long eyelashes, and said with a smile:

"it is good."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence:

"I'm waiting for you."

Young Master Su moved up the stairs step by step with stiff steps, and moved back to his room.

As soon as he entered, he leaned against the door frame and slid down, let go of a few small white teeth biting his lower lip, and tears fell down his face.

The bead curtains were stringing red and white beads, beeply collided, and mixed with the weak sobbing that could not be returned.

Fei Ran, you idiot, since it has been returned to you, it means... I can no longer use it.

Either way.

Su Twenty-san raised his head, the light from the lamp stretched and jumped onto his face, a bit dazzling.

Just take it into the ground, from now on, don't even think about giving it to others!

On the day of Shangqingyao, the sun was just right, and Goddess Wuluo was still dignified, and she kept stroking the long painted armor on her finger with one finger:

"Young Master Su, do you have anything else you want to say?"

If you want to kill or cut, hurry up, chirping, do you think you are the Virgin Mary!

Su Ersan was very indifferent in his heart and face.

Seeing a pear tree flying and falling in front of my eyes, I think of the little pear blossom Baijin under the pear tree, the king of Qingqiu who is dressed in red like fire.

The past ten years have not been in vain.

Goddess Wuluo clapped her hands, and a little boy named Meihua stepped forward holding a gilt silver box with engraved auspicious animal patterns.

Su Twenty-san looked at the silver box and smiled slowly.

I don't know how long ago, he also held such a silver box.

Even more luxurious and eye-catching, it was studded with South Sea pearls and suet jade the size of a thumb, and contained a jadeite cabbage to congratulate the shopkeeper Fei on Jinmen Street.

The corner of the shopkeeper surnamed Fei's mouth twitched a little bit, and the phrase "buy the box and return the pearl" choked in his throat for a long time and didn't roll out.

How long ago was that... Su Ersan tried hard to recall, his mind was filled with chaos.

He collected himself, and took out a small bottle of brown-yellow liquid in celadon from the box.

He didn't even bother to ask what kind of poison it was, he just raised his head and drank it all.

A chill ran down his spine, and Su Ersan used his remaining rationality to find a better seat for himself to sit down, so that he could feel more comfortable when Du Fa fell down.

The taste of □□ is a little sweet at first taste, but it is spicy and spicy in the throat, which is very strange.

He really wanted to say "he will be a hero again in 20 years", but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

Even the talented scholars of the Tang Dynasty love to talk about the afterlife.

Together in the next life, not separated in the next life, as if in the next life, the next life can be the master.

joke!

□□The onset was a bit slow, and gradually I could feel a heart-pounding pain, which flowed through the whole body along the blood veins, and then the ten fingers began to become cold, as if they were covered with a layer of transparent gloves, unable to move.

In my ears, there were small "squeaks" like the chirping of cicadas, mixed with a hearty laughter, and the woman's deliberately raised voice.

"How can I be willing to kill you... Without you, how can the noble Feiqin Xianjun save his Wushuang Qilang?"

"In another seven days, in another seven days..."

"Seven days later, it will be the day when the Peerless Qilang will reappear."

"Linli... In Fei Ran's heart, you are still no match for your brother."

It was a little fuzzy, and eventually it gradually became inaudible.

Su Ersan had a dream.

A very long dream.

Like an ancient painting.

The sky was filled with brilliant starlight, and the man in light yellow clothes stood with his hands down, and Fei Ran stood beside him.

Su Ersan hid behind a pear tree, looked at Fei Ran who was dressed in white, gently wrapping her arms around the man's waist, and smiled sideways.

The light-yellow man answered with a smile, and whispered something in Fei Ran's ear.

Fei Ran smiled and turned her head, but met Su Niansan's eyes.

Su Ersan was startled, and before he had time to escape, he heard Fei Ran's voice with a smile: "Xiao Li!"

The light-yellow man turned his head at the same time, and called out an unfamiliar term in a clear voice: "Second brother..."

Second brother?

Before Su Twenty-san had time to think about it, the scene in front of him changed again.

As far as the eyes can see are a large area of ​​ferocious jumping flames, and the mountain tops that have been scorched by the flames.

Fei Ran bit her lower lip tightly, and firmly held the light-yellow man's hand.

The light-yellow man's expression was still very indifferent, with a pampering expression, he opened Fei Ran's hand finger by finger.

She brushed past Fei Ran's eyes filled with water, and then went all the way down, and finally hugged his trembling shoulders tightly.

Fei Ran's tears broke the thread, swaying wantonly in the wind.

The light-yellow man helplessly wiped away his tears, patted his back as if in relief, then turned around and walked into the sea of ​​flames without looking back.

That gesture has been imprinted in Su Twenty-san's heart for a long time.

It's like strolling in the garden, watching a newborn flower under the spring tree is as cool and indifferent.

What they do is "go to die".

It turns out that this is Qi Nian, the unparalleled Qi Lang that Fei Ran misses so much.

So brilliant.

Only then did I know what is peerless and what is unparalleled.

Su Ersan was dumbfounded, and looked a little sour. He never knew that there was indeed such a big difference between him and Qi Nian.

"Are you jealous? Even if he dies, you can't compete with him."

The faint voice fell into my ears word for word.

Su Ersan looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened suddenly, and he staggered back a few steps.

Hua Lian raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, but her eyes were filled with dangerous hatred that kept flickering.

Like the most blooming manjusawa in the depths of the underworld, the hot and insane hatred.

So much hatred, and the treachery that the plot is about to succeed.

The flames all over the sky suddenly went away, and disappeared with the sudden strange coolness.Hua Lian's eyes became colder and colder.

He grinned, he laughed, he approached step by step, he said:

"Hehe, Linli, Linli, you said that if I push you back to the stage of reincarnation, what will happen to Fei Ran..."

"Without you as a substitute, I'm afraid he won't be able to rescue his Peerless Qilang in a short time."

The last memory is being pushed into a seemingly bottomless pit.

It seems to fall and fall without end.

The whistling wind rang in my ears, accompanied by an anxious and desperate cry:

"Xiaoli...!"

In such a hurry at that moment, he didn't even have time to see the expression on the face of the laughing and scolding person with lively eyes when he called out the name.

Whether it brings reluctance or whether it also brings tension.

Will that face that seems to be smiling but not smiling be seen again in the days to come?

Biting his lip hard, the pain immediately spread very real, and then he lost consciousness again.

The sentence he wanted to ask, but he couldn't get an answer after all.

Fei Ran, what on earth are you hiding from me?

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