drunk

Chapter 37

Seeing the chaos around him, Fang Siming jumped out of the village across the sea of ​​flames.The night wind blew across her cheeks, Yuebai shrank her body.Fang Siming was afraid that he would be cold, so he fell down, which happened to be a cliff, and the edge of the cliff was covered by bushes.

Fang Siming put Yuebai over, just enough to sit on the haystack.She didn't want Yuebai to sit down, but hugged his neck tightly: "What are you doing here?"

"Hiding away." Fang Siming bent over and said, "I'll take you back when it's dawn."

"That's right." Yuebai let go of her hands, stretched her legs and hugged her knees with both hands, and said, "I don't want to be pulled by my wrists to save others, I'm not in the mood."

Fang Siming's eyes fell on his feet, Yuebai asked knowingly, "What are you looking at?"

Fang Siming raised his head: "Look at the master's tricks."

Yuebai cupped his hands at him: "I dare not be that."

Fang Siming laughed again, he looked at the cliff with his hands behind his back, and was silent for a while.Yuebai looked at Fang Siming with her hands on her face, each of them was silent for a long time, Yuebai patted the place beside her and shouted: "Mr. Fang, it's windy, please help me."

Fang Siming tilted his head, and the bottom-up wind blew his robe askew, and also blew off the hood he had been wearing on his head.The snow-white long hair fluttered in the bitter wind, and the extremely dark robes dyed like night were struggling in the wind.Such a stark contrast, such a contradictory person.

Seeing that he didn't move, Yuebai wanted to stand up, but Fang Siming came over and sat down beside him.Yuebai dawdled for a while and sat down again.Fang Siming sat on the side close to the cliff, which just happened to block the cool wind passing through the bushes.

Yuebai poked at his arm and asked him: "Mr. Fang, how was the first time you met me?"

Hearing this, Fang Siming glanced at him and asked with a strange expression, "Want to hear?"

Yuebai rolled her eyes and nodded.

So Fang Siming carefully and truthfully restored the original scene, including what they said, verbatim.Yuebai listened with gusto, and urged him to continue, so Fang Siming talked about them leaving to listen to the water, and what they saw and heard on the way to the desert.In Fang Siming's story, one of them is deliberate and the other seems indifferent but very deceitful.

"You think I'm a fool." Yue Idiot smiled idiotically, and leaned towards Fang Siming, with his head resting on Fang Siming's upturned knee.His eyes fell on the high sky, and he seemed to want to touch Fang Siming, but he took out a flagon from Fang Siming's arms with all his hands.

Yuebai straightened up, took a closer look, it was a small jug with a flat belly, it was just right for her bosom, and there was about half of the wine left in it from the sound.He glanced at Fang Siming, Fang Siming didn't speak but looked at him with a conniving attitude.So Yuebai uncorked the bottle and smelled it, he didn't know much about wine, he just thought the wine smelled good.

"You're still an alcoholic." Yuebai shook the flagon, "Mind if I take a sip?"

Fang Siming shook his head: "It wasn't before."

Yuebai bit the mouth of the jug and took a sip, the wine was very strong and choked.Yuebai pursed his lips and managed to swallow it. He coughed twice, feeling a fire in his body, burning from the inside to the outside.Yuebai bit the spout of the pot, biting it habitually, and it took a while to realize that it was Fang Siming's wine pot, and this nobleman seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.

He blinked guiltyly, Fang Siming rescued the bitten jug from his mouth, and took a sip himself.Yuebai raised her forehead and looked at Fang Siming drinking. From that movement, it looked like a person who could drink after hard work.

Yuebai stretched out his hand to express more, and Fang Siming only gave him another sip because of his understanding of his drinking capacity, then took out another small cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Yuebai for him to eat by himself.

In the ears are the "rustling" sound of trees and the chirping of small insects.Yuebai studied this cloth bag that was only the size of a palm, and when she opened it, she found that it was wrapped with a layer of oil paper. Inside the oil paper was a snow-white handkerchief, and when she opened the handkerchief, there was a flat square box inside.Yuebai couldn't tell what the box was made of for a moment, but when she opened the box, she found that it was polished very thin, with six grooves dug inside, like a five-petaled plum blossom.

In the center of the plum blossom is a candied haws that has been peeled into petals, surrounded by candied fruit, candied lotus seeds, almonds, tiger skin peanuts and snow mountain plums.Yuebai froze for a while, then pinched a slice of candied haws and put it in his mouth, it was sweet and sour, and still very fresh.

Yuebai smiled and said, "Such a small box contains so many things, which store would sell it to you?"

"Buy more and sell."

Yuebai laughed at him again: "What about the extra ones? Do you give them to your subordinates?"

"Throw it all away."

"What about here? Does Mr. Fang still like to eat these? What if the food here is not fresh?" Yuebai smiled and picked out another piece of candied haws.As a result, he was choked by the pulp, and took a big gulp of Fang Siming's wine.Good guy, choked on wine again, coughing so hard.

Fang Siming took the jug and drank the rest of the wine.When Yuebai's cough gradually subsided, he said: "Change it once a day, and I will eat it."

Coughing and laughing, Yuebai stuffed a candied lotus seed into Fang Siming's mouth, then lay on his knees, raised her head and asked him, "Is it sweet?"

Fang Siming held the lotus seeds in his mouth, and looked down at Yuebai, a layer of light floated in those cold eyes, making it difficult to see clearly the portrayal of Fang Siming inside.So Fang Siming raised the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Naturally it is sweet."

Yuebai's tense body suddenly relaxed, he put his forearm on Fang Siming's knee, and rested his head on his forearm.He looked at the deserted moon, and held a candied lotus seed in his mouth with one hand: "Did we keep going all the time?"

Fang Siming put the empty jug back into his arms and replied, "No, we settled in Gusu later."

"Which street or alley in Gusu is that house in?" Yuebai's voice was very soft.

Fang Siming opened his mouth, "I burned it."

Yuebai was stunned, and asked after a long pause, "Crossing the sea with the sky?"

"Ah."

Yuebai wanted to touch him, he wanted to touch his face, but he didn't move.

So he could hear Fang Siming's hoarse laughter: "The sugar will be blown away by the wind."

Yuebai also laughed: "That's impossible. This is to abduct me, a fool."

"Hey, let me ask you a question." Yuebai turned over and lay on Fang Siming's lap.He seemed to be afraid that the moonlight would burn his eyes too much, so he closed his eyes and basked in the moon, with a smile on his lips.

"You ask."

He joked: "We used to, cough, who was on top?"

Fang Siming laughed, and chatted nonsense with him: "What do you think?"

"Me." Yuebai pondered seriously, "You, cough, you understand."

I don't know who gave him the face and confidence.The more Yuebai thought about it, the more she felt that no matter what, it was all about herself.

So Fang Siming nodded: "Not bad."

Yuebai's eyeballs rolled back and forth in his eyes, Fang Siming stared at him seriously.

After Fang Siming's personal verification, Yuebai suddenly didn't believe it. "Are you lying to me?"

Fang Siming nodded again: "What the little doctor said is true."

Yuebai smiled, opened her eyes and leaned over to bite Fang Siming's face: "Which one of your sentences is true and which one is false?"

Fang Siming stroked his cheek, he held his waist and hugged him, whispering: "It's all true. The little doctor's letter is all true."

Yuebai is close to his arms, if I don't believe it, it's all fake, it all depends on how I see it.

It was almost dawn, Yuebai stuffed the rest of the food into his and Fang Siming's mouths.Then he packed the box and put it back in Fang Siming's arms: "Next time, put all the candied haws, I want to eat that."

Fang Siming silently agreed.

Yuebai fell into his arms again, "I'll sleep for a while. It's dawn, you have to wake me up."

"it is good."

Yuebai's breathing gradually slowed down.Fang Siming combed Yuebai's long hair one by one, and Yuebai felt the temperature on Fang Siming's body.The wind is still blowing, the leaves are swaying "rustling", the moon is gradually setting, and the sun is gradually rising.Tranquility and gentleness enveloped them, and when Yao Se found them, she didn't even dare to recognize them as the two friends she remembered.

She found a place to sit and did not bother them.She makes mistakes occasionally, but she is not a fool.This time is not suitable for her to disturb in the past.

It was finally dawn, Fang Siming took off the cloak and carefully wrapped the moon white, at first glance it looked like a rice dumpling, tightly packed.He held Yuebai's head and moved him off his body.Yao Se took the initiative to run over and gestured to his legs, thinking that he was qualified to be a pillow.

Fang Siming's cloak was very big, and he folded the hood and stuffed it under Yuebai's head.Yao Se pouted, and obediently sat down beside Yuebai.

Fang Siming stood up, and instead of looking at Yuebai again, he thanked Yao Se.Yao Se waved her hands in a daze, she didn't dare to speak, she mouthed: "Don't wake up Yuebai. What are you thanking me for? Yuebai is my friend, and it's my duty to accompany him. I'll wait for a while Son, I have something to ask you."

Fang Siming laughed, "Ask him."

As soon as he said that, he turned around and disappeared.Yao Se scratched her face, and when she turned her head, she found that Yuebai's eyes were open and her eyes were clear.Yao Se was startled: "Are you awake? I woke you up."

Yuebai sat up and said gently: "I am awake by myself. What do you want to ask?"

"I...those who attacked Lu Luo had the same martial arts skills as what I saw at the master's gate, so is Fang Siming from Wansheng Pavilion?" Yao Se hesitated for a moment and asked.

Yuebai nodded: "He is, the young master of Wansheng Pavilion."

Yao Se was silent for a moment, and then asked Yuebai: "He knew Luluo's desire to turn the two villages into friends, so he used the strategy. Only by facing the common enemy can we get rid of the past."

"Since you understand him, then don't ask him." Yuebai stood up, folded the cloak in her arms, and said, "Although I don't remember, he is skinned. You put the clothes on him Forcibly peeled, he is uncomfortable."

Yao Se tugged at the withered grass beside her, and muffledly agreed.

Yuebai said: "Okay, don't sit still. You should go back to find Chu Liuxiang, and I should go too."

Yao Se stood up and asked, "Where are you going? Aren't you with Xiangshuai and the others?"

"I'm going to Gusu. It's not the same way with you. Miss Yao, what are you going to do when you meet him again?" Yuebai asked Yao Se while walking into the village.

Yao Se muffled, "I don't know."

"Will you kill him?"

Yao Se was taken aback, and said in surprise, "Of course not, he is my friend."

"Thank you." Yuebai pursed her lips with a kind smile.

Yuebai was used to this kind of smile on his face, but Yao Se insisted that there was something different in it.She muttered: "It's strange that you say thank you. I watched you sleep, and he thanked me. I said he was my friend, and you thanked me."

Yuebai chuckled lightly, pretending she didn't hear it.

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