Crooked melon, cracked date, silly roe deer [rebirth]

Xie Jingshan's idea is very simple. In his opinion, since two people have decided to be together, both parties must be honest with each other. It is better to make it clear at the beginning about things that need to be said sooner or later. He planned to bury it deep in his heart like this, and stayed until Wen Bai was able to take charge of the matter of traveling far away alone, so he also slowly said it.

Wen Bai's expression changed from a smile to a serious one. Although he still had doubts in his heart and felt that this matter was too ridiculous, when Xie Jingshan said that he was killed by Sun Ling and others, his heart was already full of anger. He didn't understand what Xie Jingshan did before, but now whether it is true or Xie Jingshan's imagination, it is far from enough.

Xie Jingshan looked up at Wen Bai with calm eyes: "So, Wen Bai, my intention to get close to you in this life is just to pay you back. It's nothing to say. It's up to you to choose whether to go or stay. By the way , and this." Xie Jingshan took out an exquisite sign, "Wen Yanxin asked me to give it to you, and I will give it to you when I want to leave, but now that I think about it, I might as well give it to you earlier .”

"Master, if you say that, did we all kiss for nothing before?" Wen Bai scratched his head, took Xie Jingshan's hand, flattened the cool palm, and interlocked his fingers, "What's between us?" Where is there any debt or not? In the previous life, no matter what the ending was, I chose it myself. In this life, the master treats me well, and I treat the master well. It took us two lifetimes to be together, so why bother about these things? Is there any?"

Xie Jingshan thought about it seriously, and felt that Wen Bai's words were quite reasonable. He was waiting for his next words, when suddenly his shoulders sank, and Wen Bai leaned against him and yawned, warm breath brushing against Xie Jingshan's neck By the side, he said in a daze, "Master, I'll sleep for a while, I'm too sleepy."

Xie Jingshan raised his hand and rubbed Wen Bai's head comfortingly, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised an arc: "Go to sleep."

When Wen Bai woke up, his mind was messed up like a muddy mess, he was as confused as the hangover feeling from drinking all night before, even his memory was a little confused, his body was sore like the first time he picked up an ax to chop wood when he was a child Feeling that, he sat up in a daze, and washed his face with a lock of curled hair dangling, trying to wake up.

Well, I heard Wen Yanxin talk about Xuanguangmen yesterday, and then he came back.

Wen Bai stuffed his whole face into the cold water.

He came back and slept, and seemed to have had a long dream.

What was that dream...?

When I opened my eyes in the biting cold water, I saw gorgeous red plums on the bottom of the pelvis.

red……

In the dream, there were two open mahogany doors and two bright red lanterns hanging under the eaves, pointing the way for someone.

The road in front of the door was covered with heavy snow, and Wen Bai stood far away like this. He didn't know where he came from and where he was going. There were no footprints or sounds on the lonely snow, and there was no trace of stepping on the snow.

There seemed to be a person in red clothes inside the door. There was a shriveled and withered pot of bonsai in front of that person. He couldn't see his brows and eyes clearly, and he didn't know who he was waiting for.

Someone patted his shoulder, and Wen Bai suddenly put his hands on the edge of the basin and raised his head, splashing the water all over the floor. He wiped his face in a bit of embarrassment, and brushed away the hair that was sticking in front of his eyes, only to see him standing next to him. Fu He.

Fu He was also taken aback, being splashed all over by Wen Bai, he still smiled at him in a good-tempered manner, and raised the things in his hand: "Here, your sister gave it to you."

Those two paper bags were wrapped delicately and tied with red thread, and the sweet and fragrant breath could not stop wafting out, and you could tell what kind of snacks they were at a glance.

Wen Bai is now completely able to stop eating, but Wen Yanxin is still worried, fearing that his body will be ruined if he doesn't eat water and rice, so he picks some delicate things from time to time to give him and Xie Jingshan a taste.

Seeing that Wen Bai's face softened, Fu He leaned forward with a smile and put his arms around his shoulders: "It's getting cold, why are you still plunging into the ice water?"

Wen Bai waved his hands, wiped his face dry, and pushed Fu He away a few steps: "Where is my master?"

"He went to your sister's place. Boss Wen inquired about the details of the auction in Chuming Pavilion, and they are probably discussing it now."

Wen Bai rubbed the center of his brows, and let out a breath: "Why don't you wait for me."

"Waiting for you?" Fu He dragged Wen Bai to the window, "You have been sleeping for more than two days, who knows when you will wake up?"

Looking at the clear moonlight outside the window, Wen Bai was a little dazed, and murmured: "I've been sleeping for so long."

Fu He opened the door and dragged Wen Bai into the yard.

The sweet-scented osmanthus is already in bloom for the second time, and the yard is full of fragrance. Fu He sat down in front of the stone table in the yard, and then unexpectedly took out a jar of wine from the storage bag. He opened the seal and poured two bowls. , held up a bowl and gave it to Wen Bai: "If you want to talk about Wangyou, one is the flower that locks your heart, and the other is the thing in this bowl."

Wen Bai took the bowl of wine, looked down, the amber liquid was slightly rippling, smashing the moonlight in the sky, with spicy and sweetness mixed with some plants.

"The lock heart thread flower is worth a thousand gold, and it is harsh to use. It needs to use the rare water of spiritual energy and blue bones as an introduction. In contrast, this thing is so good that it will eliminate thousands of troubles when drunk."

Wen Bai took a sip, and the slightly cool liquid rolled down the esophagus, warming him up for a while. He smiled and shook his head: "How can it be so easy to forget what you want to remember? It's just drinking poison to quench your thirst. When you wake up, what should you do?" If you are troubled, you should continue to worry, if you have to worry, you should continue to worry, until you die."

Fu He looked at him with his chin propped up, his slender eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you remember, what do you forget?"

"What should be remembered, what should not be remembered, the good and the bad, as long as it happened, I will remember it. Memories are like a booklet to me. They are part of my life, and I accept them."

Fu He bumped into a cup with him with a smile: "Drink, drink."

Wen Bai held up the bowl and swallowed it down, turned the bottom of the bowl over to signal, his stomach became hot, like a fire rising up along his chest, even his cheeks were stained crimson.

Wen Bai sat down opposite Fu He, and the green bone leaf in his hand was broken into powder, blowing away with the wind.

Memory is a book, what about those fragments?What about the pages that were deliberately ripped out and hidden away?What are the pages that have been shuffled out of order or even replaced from other volumes?

Wen Bai vaguely felt that he seemed to have really forgotten something, which seemed to be quite important.

what is it then?

Fu He filled another bowl of wine for Wen Bai, and Wen Bai lay down on the cold stone table, his vision began to blur, and the jade pendant hanging around his neck was already hot from the warmth of his body.

Wen Bai rubbed his eyes vigorously, but still he could only make out a blurry figure in front of his eyes. He found that he was still standing in front of the gate of the ruined courtyard, behind the mottled wooden door, the figure in red moved, Wen Bai The white image was fixed in place, unable to move even half a step. He heard a very sad sobbing sound, the kind of suppressed sobbing that leaked from his throat, left behind in this closed and blocked world of ice and snow with despair. between.

How can it be so sad?

What happened to make you feel so sad?

Fu He looked at the bowl of Wen Bai lying on the table opposite him, and suddenly felt a little funny. He reached out and plucked the lock of hair on Wen Bai's head that was still curled up, and patted the top of Wen Bai's head tentatively. There was still no movement, the palm slid down against his slippery hair, with the index finger bent, it rubbed against the warm white hot cheek, and sighed: "It's still too small."

Wen Bai didn't sleep well, frowned and hid to the side, his butt left the edge of the stool, and suddenly fell down, sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't recover, looked at Fu He in a daze, and suddenly realized Said: "Did you kick me down?"

Fu He suddenly lost his temper, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, but the drunk man was like a puddle of mud, almost inhuman, he tried a few times and had to give up, knelt down in front of Wen Bai, reached out and tapped his With a pointed nose, he frowned, and said softly: "What's wrong with me, little heartless."

There was a chill behind him, Fu He subconsciously threw the wind wall with his backhand to firmly protect his side, then he stood up and turned around, and saw Xie Jingshan with an unhappy expression.

Xie Jingshan's body is already better, and he also has high-quality medicinal materials that can counteract the cold and astringent thing, but he himself is also of ice attribute, and if he uses too much, it will only be the result of hurting the enemy one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred Fortunately, Wen Yanxin inquired about something that should be useful in the auction meeting of Chuming Pavilion, and now he has to wait. Fortunately, the day of the auction meeting is not far away, so it doesn't hurt to wait.

Xie Jingshan was thinking about the sleeping Wen Bai, and hurried back after setting a date with Wen Yanxin, not wanting to see Fu He reaching out to touch Wen Bai's face as soon as he came back.

This damned brat started to mess around behind his back as soon as he couldn't see it!

Fu Hechong Xie Jingshan nodded with a smile, and removed the wind wall: "The moonlight is just right, Jingshan wants to drink a pot with me?"

Xie Jingshan turned a deaf ear and walked straight over. When passing by Fu He, he paused and said in a low voice, "Stay away from Wen Bai."

The two of them were so close that Fu He could almost smell the cold and cool breath on Xie Jingshan's body, he tilted his head, looked at Xie Jingshan and asked, "As a master, are you being too lenient? "

Xie Jingshan looked at Fu He, neither sad nor happy, he just said indifferently: "My people, I can manage them however I want."

Xie Jingshan bent down slightly, grabbed Wen Bai's collar, and dragged him into the room like this: "Please go back, I don't have anything to entertain guests here."

Fu He blinked his eyes thoughtfully, turned around and dissipated in a gust of wind.

Xie Jingshan dragged Wen Bai into the house, he was annoyed, now his body can't even use the strength to lift people up, otherwise why would there be such nonsense just now, Wen Bai belongs to him, he is not some delicate girl, When he was bullied and came to rob someone, he would just hide and cry. According to his previous style of doing things, he had to uproot this annoying mint from the soil.

Xie Jingshan gritted his teeth, he made a note of this fault first, and later he will fight with money and interest, now he has to get this bastard up and ask him what the hell is going on in his head.