In the mountains and plains of Jizhou, there is a boy dressed in white.

This person has a delicate face, indifferent, without any expression. He sits withered all day long and looks at the loess flying road in the distance outside the house. He only wears white clothes, and wears a purple inlaid silver ball. a sitting person.

The Jizhou government often sends people to ask him for advice, and they always offer gold and jade, which is his source of income.

This person is Pei Jing.

A month ago, he broke through the siege of various families and alliances, and found a place to cremate Pei Sheng, because it is too difficult to find a place to bury now, and the ancient earth period he was going to was in war, so he simply Congeal the ashes into this small bead, and keep it with you at all times to prevent it from being stolen by grave digging.

When he arrived in this world, he found the place where he first met the man, built a house not far from that path, and waited for the gentleman to come.

He is not what he used to be.

This body is like it is in various small worlds, with scars everywhere.

But the culture of this world is still the same as before.

He didn't know how to face Mr. Junzi, and he didn't know if Mr. Junzi here would be like a clone, who looked the same, but was not a person after all.

But he knows that this state is not suitable for the first time.

So he waited here, until that day, until that person came.Even if it wasn't his Wen Ruo, he still decided to go with that person, he really didn't know what to do.

On this day, he was still sitting dryly looking into the distance, when there was a sound of chariots and horses in the distance, red-tasseled weapons slowly appeared on the horizon, the simple and elegant hood of the car was slowly revealed, there were many guards, and the people sitting in the frame Clothes and belts.

Pei Jing blinked his eyes lightly, the tip of his nose was sour, and the scene in front of him was gradually blurred. He stared blankly at the frame getting closer and closer, tears streaming down his face.

A handsome young man was sitting in front of the simple house, his eyes were mournful and weeping, it was too conspicuous.

Xun Yu's eyes fell on the man, and he couldn't help but frowned in doubt and distress.

……familiar.

So familiar, like an old friend.

He raised his hand to caress the shaft of the car, and a strange idea came to his mind, the boy should not be made to cry, the boy should be vicious, cute and carefree.

Xun Yu stopped the team, got out of the car and walked in front of this strange young man, raised his hands and arched his sleeves, and asked, "Why are you crying, my lord? Why are you building a house next to the road? But what difficulties did you encounter?"

A burst of fragrance came, quiet and cold yet gentle, familiar person, familiar fragrance, familiar questions, almost made Pei Jing think that this person was his Wen Ruo.

Pei Jing stared at him intently, tears streaming down his face, and his voice was choked and difficult, "Pei Jing, my family is gone, and I have nowhere to go."

Xun Yu frowned distressedly, and almost couldn't help wiping away tears for the young man. He restrained himself, leaned over and arched his sleeves, and asked tentatively, "Xun family of Xiayingchuan, Xun Yu and Xun Wenruo, if you don't give up, why don't you go?"

Endless grievances suddenly flooded up, and Pei Jing couldn't help but threw himself into his arms and cried, "Wen Ruo, why did you come here! I've been waiting for you for a long time! How could you wait for me for so many years..."

Xun Yu spread his hands in a daze, his body before he consciously embraced the young man and gently stroked the man's back, as naturally as he had done thousands of times, he subconsciously said, "Yuan Zhuo, don't cry, I'm here."

Pei Jing paused, and looked up at him in disbelief, "Wen, Wen Ruo? You...you remember me?"

Xun Yu was puzzled and distressed, obeyed his heart and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, "Master, have you and I met before?"

Pei Jinghong nodded intently, tugging at his sleeves, her eyes could not help but be tinged with caution, "You even gave me a name... Yuan Zhuo."

The boy's appearance was so pitiful that Xun Yu couldn't help approaching him, and lightly pecked the man's lips. He was startled, then retreated and saluted in a panic, "Your impolite, don't blame me, my lord."

Pei Jing broke his tears into a smile, and raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, "I'm yours, I just don't know... Do you still want me?"

Xun Yu hesitated and put down his hand, "You and I...really met?"

"Longyang is good, fish and water are happy." Pei Jing replied softly, "You also said that I am vicious, but you like it very much."

"Lie, you must have said the latter sentence!"

After finishing speaking, both of them were stunned. Xun Yu frowned slightly, and asked, "I haven't asked the young master's name yet? Where does he live? Master... Who is it?"

These words were too familiar, and his voice slowly disappeared. Seeing the young man looking at him with sadness and hope in his eyes, he asked in a trembling voice, "Wen Ruo... may I guess?"

"Surname... Pei, name Jing, character Yuan Zhuo." The gentleman completed the last sentence in a daze, "There is a saying in "The Book of Songs Qi Ao": There are bandits and gentlemen, who are like cutting like learning, like cutting like grinding. The young master is in trouble today. Probably because jade cannot be cut or made into a tool, so why not take the gentleman's hope... so it's called Yuan Zhuo?"

"...Are you, Yuan Zhuo?"

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