Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

After that, Lou Lang often went to drink outside Moxuan, and Hang Xin added a new spell to the restriction outside Mo Xuan, and he knew it as soon as Lou Lang entered the restriction.

Hang Xin naturally refused to leave the gate of Moxuan's courtyard, and Lou Lang outside tried Moxuan's restriction, sighed a few times "too complicated", and never touched it again.

At first, Lou Lang brought a jar of wine every day and evening, and invited Hang Xin to drink outside Moxuan's gate.

The plum blossoms inside and outside Moxuan were cultivated by Hang Xin himself. With Hang Xin's attention to detail, the white plum blossoms here must be the purest white plum blossoms in the world.When the setting sun is like blood at dusk, the wind and snow curse set by Hang Xin will be activated at the right time, and snow will fall in the plum grove. The white snow and white plums are as beautiful as entering a fairyland under the red-dyed sunset.Hearing Lou Lang's hearty laughter, he knew that Lou Lang liked it too.

At first, whenever Hang Xin heard Lou Lang came, she felt humiliated and angry. The clean inner mansion would cause an uproar. She drew her sword several times to fight, and rushed to the gate of the small courtyard and went back to the house bitterly.

There is no way, if you can't beat him, and you can't drive him away, if you open the door and go out, you will be molested again for no reason.

After that, he turned a deaf ear and kept his eyes straight, silently reciting the Qingxin mantra that he hadn't used for many years to calm his mind.

Gradually, as time went by, I was no longer angry, and I was able to read books peacefully without reciting the mantra.When Lou Lang came, he usually sat by the window, held up a book and read quietly, as if he was listening to Lou Lang's movements.At first, Hang Che was not sure, after all, Hang Xin once heard Lou Lang's voice, and he was about to break his merits, until one time, Lou Lang said outside the courtyard: "I got today's wine from the biggest brothel in Yangzhou City, and ordinary people spend a lot of money to buy it. It is said that this wine can be exchanged for a night of spring dinner, do you want to come and taste two glasses?"

"No."

When Hang Che heard this soft, angry "no", he almost thought he was hallucinating, and when Hang Xin reprimanded him again with "shameless", he realized that Hang Xin agreed to Lou Lang.

Although Lou Lang couldn't hear it, Hang Xin agreed, which was like breaking the ice for Kong Tiger.

After that, Hang Xin would answer Lou Lang in a low voice from time to time.

For example, Lou Lang sighed outside: "You stay in the desert every day, aren't you bored? If I don't come, you will be so lonely."

Hang Xin said, "No."

Lou Lang said: "I've never seen you go out to find other people. Are you staying in the courtyard on purpose every day to wait for me?"

Hang Xin would reprimand in a low voice: "Dream."

Lou Lang said: "You look so good-looking, it's a pity to hide every day, come out and show me."

Hang Xin would turn over a page in annoyance and say, "rude."

Lou Lang said, "Come out and fight."

Hang Xin said: "No."

Lou Lang said, "How on earth are you willing to open the door for me?"

Hang Xin responded coldly: "You go."

In addition to asking questions across the wall, Lou Lang also said some interesting things, but they were not those majestic things about hunting beasts and eliminating demons.

Hang Che could only hear Lou Lang's voice, but it was easier to confuse Lou Lang with He Yan, and the flying voice naturally matched the image of He Yan with the eyebrows dancing.Hang Che needed to say "Yan'er" silently many times to suppress the feeling of wanting to laugh when he heard Lou Lang speak.

Hang Xin held the book and listened quietly. When he heard something interesting, he lowered his eyes. Hang Che and Hang Xin have five senses connected. At this time, he would feel his eyelashes itchy, and Hang Xin seemed to want to laugh.

Kongshan Jun doesn't like to laugh and never laughs. Hang Che knows this, but does he really want to laugh?

Lou Langlei can't help but come every day, talk for a while outside Moxuan, and then go to the stone table beside the pool to light a red stove and simmer wine. When the aroma of the wine dissipates and night falls, Lou Lang will clap his hands and leave. The next day The same hour will appear on time again.

Until one day Lou Lang said: "Is it because I come every day that you have to hide inside at this time every day?"

Hang Xin put down the book and said helplessly: "You finally know."

A voice from outside said: "Then I will come every day?"

Hang Xin said: "very good."

A voice from outside said: "Aren't you bored like this? If I don't come, do you really know how to go out for a walk?"

Hang Xin: "Yes."

The next day, when it was time for Lou Lang to come, there was no movement outside Mo Xuan, and Hang Xin waited for a long time but still could not smell the aroma of the wine that should have been boiled in the past.

Hang Che found that Hang Xin's scroll hadn't been turned over for a long time.

Hang Xin put down the book and closed it. He didn't seem to realize the progress of his reading. He walked around the house a few times, fidgeting for a while, and walked to the yard, holding the door bolt hesitantly, and then put it down.

After doing this several times, Hang Xin took a deep breath and finally opened the door bolt.

When he stepped out of the courtyard door, he paused cautiously, but he didn't see any flower petals spilling over; he looked to both sides, and there was no handsome man with a smirk; There was no one on the stool either.

"He really comes here every day." Hang Xin said softly, and stood beside the stone bench.

The setting sun was like blood, and the wind and snow formation he set up by himself opened up in response to the occasion, and the white snow fell.

Hang Xin turned sideways, as if listening to something.

Hang Che knew that Lou Lang always laughed out loud at this moment, sometimes saying that the empty tiger is really charming, and sometimes praising the exquisite snow scene.

But Lou Lang is not here today, what is Hang Xin listening to?

Lou Lang guessed one thing correctly, even if Lou Lang didn't come, Hang Xin would stay in Moxuan except to go out to practice or hunt animals.

It's really boring.

Hang Che thought that Hang Xin would go back to Moxuan after walking around, but he didn't want Hang Xin to go straight to the main courtyard where the Hang family's most popular people were concentrated, and went into Shui Qingqian to find Lin Yuanzun for a few cups of tea, and he drank so much The elder brother was very puzzled; after drinking tea, he didn't leave immediately like in the past, but walked a few laps in Shuiqingqian, and even visited the library. stunned.

The next day, before Lou Lang came, Kong Shanjun had already put down his book and stood in front of the door.

He tapped his fingers lightly, and the rhythm seemed to be more leaky. At a certain moment, his fingers stopped, and he raised his head slightly-a sigh of relief.

There was a change in the restrictions outside, and Lou Lang came.

Only then did Hang Xin return to the window, spread out the book, and read each page very calmly.

What Lou Lang said, he would respond very naturally, and naturally rejected those words "don't", "dislike", "bad" and "disrespectful", but he stopped saying things like "you go" and "don't come again".

Several times, after reading the book, Hang Xin would carry a jug of wine, walk around the house a few times inexplicably, and walk to the yard, thinking about it before putting down the wine.

Hang Che knew: "Hang Xin probably wants to go out and deliver wine to Lou Lang, but he just doesn't know how to deliver it well."

It would be too embarrassing for Kong Tiger to open his mouth to give a jar of wine to a man who belittled him, clamored every day to marry him, and wanted to befriend him.Thinking about Lou Lang's possible complacent and successful reaction, he almost wanted to stab Lou Lang again.

Shaken and then denied, hesitation, hesitation, indecision, this emotion has become so obvious that Hang Xin can no longer pretend to be nonchalant.

Hang Xin stood upright, looking down at his toes. He seemed... He couldn't accept himself like this.

Hang Che sighed in his heart: "To make the most respectable immortal of the Hang family to lower his face to give a jar of wine to a hooligan who always wants to moles him, it is tantamount to dragging the immortal down from the mortal world."

too difficult.

It's too unlike what the empty tiger did.

After struggling for a few days, Hang Xin thought of a way to put the wine on the stone table beside the pool outside the courtyard before Lou Lang came.

When Lou Lang found out that there was wine for the first time, he laughed for a long time and knocked on the door happily, but the sound almost knocked through the door.

Hang Xin stood far away by the door of the house, silently looking at the screen wall in the courtyard door, his gaze was so serious that he could see Lou Lang who was knocking on the door directly through the screen wall and then through the door panel.

His hands were not clasped on his belt, if Lou Lang really rushed in with such an action, he would definitely not be able to draw his sword in time.Even with a sword, he can't beat Lou Lang, but without a sword, he can only catch him without a fight.

Hang Xin was not afraid of Lou Lang rushing in, but he was a little nervous. His hands were placed upright as usual, but his fingers were slightly bent.

This detail is enough for Hang Che to understand Kongshan Jun's mentality - to have some expectations.

what to expectSee you, talk a few words, drink a few drinks together at most.

more?Lord Kongshan will definitely draw his sword again.

Mo Xuan's restrictions are so complicated that they can't be broken by others except Kong Shanjun; but Lou Lang is different, Lou Lang is strong enough to destroy directly, but Lou Lang never does that kind of deadly hands.

There is actually only a door between them, and that door is the last line of defense for them to test each other.

If Hang Xin withdraws the restriction and lets Lou Lang in, it is equivalent to saying "I am willing to befriend you", which is tantamount to introducing "Lang" into the room.

And if Lou Lang directly destroys the prohibition and breaks in, they will break the original intention of "you still need your love and my willingness" that Lou Lang said before, and Lou Lang probably doesn't want to force it to that point , in the words of Lou Lang, boring.

And the restriction on that door was set by Hang Xin himself. In fact, it can't prevent Lou Lang at all, but it can trap Hang Xin herself.

"Drawing the ground as a prison", Hang Che inexplicably thought of this word, and his head throbbed sharply.

The unsmiling Kongshan Jun can't help but want to laugh at first, he will walk around uneasily before Lou Lang comes, and when Lou Lang is about to leave, he will unconsciously go to the courtyard gate and look at the sky outside, such Hang Xin... has already been tempted but The empty tiger who doesn't know himself.

The palpitations in the struggle, the throbbing pain every time a shackle is broken, the lowering of the standard of restraint and etiquette, the unacceptable blankness of the brain when he sees that he is no longer like himself, those moods seem to happen in the bottom of Hang Che's heart, the pain Mixed with happiness, very familiar, Hang Che's head had another sharp throbbing pain, which could not be relieved even by silently thinking about Yan'er, as if it came from the depths of his soul, he sighed: "That was once of myself."

For a moment, Hang Che couldn't tell who he was. When he woke up with difficulty, his eyes were blank, and he suddenly understood Hang Xin's mood when he recalled this passage.

Hang Xin was thinking, if he could open the door and invite Lou Lang in.

Perhaps many things will be different in the future, Lou Lang may live with him here, and Lou Lang may always look like this beaming.

only--

Hang Che's heart was full of sadness, Hang Xin couldn't do it at that time.

What's even more tragic is that after many years, until Hang Xin no longer existed, this obsession still remained in the depths of Hang Xin's soul.Hang Xin has been annoyed that she refused to open the door, and has been blaming herself.

Lou Lang kept coming every other day for a period of time, and then he came every three days, every five days, every ten days, every half month, and every month.

Hang Xin couldn't figure out the pattern of Lou Lang's coming. Several times he walked out of the small courtyard and cooked wine on the stone table by the pool. He was calm and restrained. It seemed that he had finally hoped for a quiet day, and he could be as free as before. That's where the wine is brewed.

But Hang Che knew from the beat of Hang Xin's fingers that Hang Xin was waiting for Lou Lang.

Hang Xin finally found a way for herself - "I won't open the door for you, but I can drink with you outside."

It's a pity that Lou Lang didn't come.

Until the day when Lou Lang came again on January [-]st, Hang Xin cooked wine at the stone table, and finally someone came.

But not Lou Lang.

It was his elder brother, Lin Yuanzun Hang Zhao.

In Hang Xin's memory, people other than Lou Lang were actually allowed in. Hang Che was a little unbelievable. After hearing what they said, Hang Che knew why Hang Xin remembered this passage.

Lin Yuanzun said: "Are you waiting for him?"

Hang Xin denied: "I'm drinking."

Lin Yuanzun said: "You haven't gone out for such a long time, is it because you don't want to hear those rumors?"

Hang Xin turned her head and remained silent.

Lin Yuanzun said: "Brother Wei can't stop him every time. If things go on like this, there is no way out. Have you thought about it? As long as you make up your mind, Brother Wei will work hard with you, even if you can't beat him, let him know The determination of our Hang family."

Hang Xin whispered: "No, I will handle it myself."

Lin Yuanzun paused for a moment, and said another matter with some concern: "Fang Qingchen may not be dead."

Hang Xin raised her voice slightly: "how come?"

Lin Yuanzun said: "Lou...he really abolished Fang Qingchen's cultivation? Did he really knock him off the cliff?"

Hang Xin said: "Fang Qingchen was pierced by me with the sword, and then he was abolished by Lou Lang. He can't hold the sword without cultivation. Even if he doesn't shoot the cliff, he will die soon."

Lin Yuanzun said: "However, the people who died recently were all those who hunted down Fang Qingchen and spoke ill of Lou... wearing incense in public. It is Fang Qingchen who would do these things."

"So, do you suspect that Lou Lang deliberately let Fang Qingchen go? Or do you suspect that he saved Fang Qingchen?" Hang Xin said, "He wants to let Fang Qingchen go, why bother to destroy people? Besides, I saw Lou Lang leave with his hands. Go, he can't go back to the cliff to save people."

Lin Yuanzun pondered for a while, and said in a solemn tone: "Qingwang...you...you didn't talk so much before, and you didn't care about these right and wrong. Do you care about him?"

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The author said: The author of this chapter has something to say about the winter solstice.

The author has something to say:

Winter Solstice

It was the first traditional festival after the death of Mr. Liang Zhiyuan, the winter solstice.

Liang Yao, who lost his father right after graduating from university, was passively promoted from Young Master Liang to Mr. Liang.

Mr. Liang Zhiyuan is a man who attaches great importance to traditional festivals. Although Liang's family does not have a hostess, every traditional festival, the family will perform the proper etiquette for each festival very solemnly.

During the winter solstice, if Mr. Liang Zhiyuan was here, he would definitely cook a pot of glutinous rice dumplings by himself.

Northerners eat dumplings during the winter solstice. Mr. Liang Zhiyuan is from Beijing. It is said that he should make dumplings during the winter solstice, but the strange thing is that in Liang Yao’s memory, Mr. Liang Zhiyuan looks like a real southerner every winter solstice Rubbing glutinous rice balls, cooking glutinous rice balls, and eating glutinous rice balls.

"Hey," Liang Yao sighed as he stepped out of the elevator. Employees around him greeted him, and many young female employees generously wished him a happy winter solstice.Liang Yao smiled and threw the key in his hand.

The special treatment for the boss's car is that it can be parked directly in front of the building. Liang Yao stood in front of the building with his hands in his pockets for a while. After a pause, he let go of his hand dully.

Where can I go by car?I don't want to go to those places where there are feasting and feasting, and he is the only one when I go home.

In his impression, the winter solstice is a family gathering around to eat hot glutinous rice balls, but...

Even Lin Yun was not at home.

"Ah," Liang Yao sighed boredly, "He is really much busier as Boss Lin than my real Boss Liang."

Lin Yun has been on a business trip to the South for three days, and the director's office schedule states that Lin Yun will not be able to return to Beijing until this weekend.

It's only Thursday.

Liang Yao was walking slowly on the street alone. When he passed by the entrance of the supermarket, he saw the wives or husbands who had snapped up the dumplings rushing home. He pulled up his collar and suddenly felt very cold, but really If you don't have the energy to walk as fast as those who are anxious to go home, your feet will become more and more scattered.

The winter in Beijing this year is really cold.

The way home only takes 10 to [-] minutes by car, if there is no traffic jam; it takes about an hour to walk normally, but Liang Yao's long legs are actually "fancy but useless" walking for almost two hours.

Seeing that the light in the living room was on downstairs, Liang Yao casually lowered his eyelids, the light could only be turned on by his aunt.

Because Lin Yun's window is dark.

Go upstairs slowly, and then take out the key to open the door, the key is only in the lock hole, and the door is pulled open from the inside.

The lights in the corridor are incandescent lamps, which are cold. When the door is opened, the warm and bright light from the house comes over. Liang Yao narrows his eyes slightly. The light in the house is very warm, and the breath is also very warm.

He blew the cold wind for half the night alone on the winter solstice night, and his whole body was filled with cold air. He didn't know if it was from the cold. He suddenly felt that his legs were a little heavy and he couldn't move.

Because he smelled the hot and sweet aroma of the familiar "Liang's glutinous rice balls" and saw the tall figure in front of him.

Lin Yun was backlit, and the warm light shone from behind him and fainted. This scene reminded him of heaven again.

Liang Yao was given in by Lin Yun and said, "Aren't you going to come back the day after tomorrow?"

Lin Yun went to the kitchen to get something, and replied, "I've finished the matter ahead of time."

Liang Yao exchanged the family's cotton shoes in Xuan: "So fast, is it going well?"

Lin Yun has already brought out the small pot: "Well, I will return to the company tomorrow and report to you."

Liang Yao glanced at it, and suddenly didn't know what to say, so he replied habitually: "I don't dare to intervene in the matter that Mr. Lin is in charge of."

After Liang Yao finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. For the sake of glutinous rice balls, he shouldn't be against Lin Yun.He sat down on the dining table with his head down, looked down at the glutinous rice balls in the bowl, and was taken aback for a moment.

Lin Yun sat down next to him, an arm's width away, and said in a low voice, "My hometown also makes this kind of glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice, try it."

Liang Yao stirred for a while before taking a sip slowly.

It's the taste.

It is the same as the one made by Mr. Liang Zhiyuan himself, which is enough to be authentic.

Liang Yao finished his bowl without saying a word, then pushed the bowl away.

Lin Yun took it, filled another bowl and sent it over.

The two ate two bowls each in silence.

When leaving the table, Liang Yao asked: "When my father was young, he stayed in your hometown for a few years, did he live in your home?"

Lin Yun nodded: "Listen to my father, yes."

Liang Yao still wanted to say something, he glanced at the empty bowl on the table, feeling warm in his stomach, suddenly he didn't want to ask further questions.

Before going to sleep, he passed by Lin Yun's door and stood quietly for a while, and when he heard the sound of turning off the lights inside, he opened his own door and closed it.

The Liang family, with only two young masters, is actually very warm.

Liang Yao thought, every festival in the future can still be celebrated as it was when Mr. Liang Zhiyuan was there.

Because Lin Yun is here.

He sleeps right next to me, which is nice.

——The winter solstice was finished at 11:50 p.m.