[Comprehensive martial arts] It's not easy to be an actor

Sometimes, Lu Xiaofeng would also think, if he hadn't met Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng back then, everything would be different.

It's a pity that nothing is possible.

He is Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng who will always be troubled.

It was New Year's Eve that year, and he was lounging in a house full of flowers.

I don't know why, the rivers and lakes are so big, and there are so many people.

But only this Baihualou can make people completely calm down. In this Baihualou, it seems that any idle thoughts are a kind of profanity.

Hua Manlou was sitting in front of the desk, his expression was calm, he was obviously a young man who was not as good as a weak crown, but he still had the calmness to see through the world.

And the corners of his lips are always slightly curved, which seems to be a kind of silent pleasure.

Seeing such a building full of flowers, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but calm down.

"Where are you going next year?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

A trace of surprise flashed across Hua Manlou's expression, and when he looked up, in fact, only blurred outlines formed in his eyes: "Where are you going?" His voice was really pleasant, but there was a little bit of confusion: "Why do you want to go?" Going elsewhere? Here and elsewhere, but it doesn't make any difference."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "No, no, the world is very big, there are always many new things."

Hua Manlou laughed suddenly: "In Brother Lu's eyes, it seems that trouble is nothing but a new thing."

His voice was a bit playful and narrow, but it was still a gentle gentleman.

Lu Xiaofeng blinked: "Isn't it? You always come to me for trouble, but I never take the initiative to find trouble."

His tone clearly expressed helplessness, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Hua Manlou didn't go on talking, he was calm and open in dealing with things, but he never made things difficult for his friends.

Don't make it difficult for anyone to accept his point of view.

He is like the water that embraces everything, gentle and amiable, but still has the iron bones of a gentleman.

Lu Xiaofeng felt very comfortable.

He looked at Huamanlou for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's probably the Chinese New Year."

"Perhaps." Hua Manlou took a sip of tea calmly, "Brother Lu came to spend the New Year here, but I was a little surprised."

"We're pretty close." Lu Xiaofeng blinked, and his four eyebrows moved at the same time, looking a little funny.

Hua Manlou turned his head to the side, this time with a clear smile on his face: "Really? But Hua has always thought that brother Lu prefers living among flowers."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed, and his laughter was clear and bright: "Isn't this the Baihualou?"

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, but did not continue.

"It's enough to have Brother Hua as a confidant in my life." Lu Xiaofeng said this, and after a while he asked: "Today is a special case, and you don't drink alcohol?"

Huamanlou could smell the aroma of wine in Lu Xiaofeng's arms, he shook his head and smiled: "No."

"Make an exception for me?" Lu Xiaofeng asked suspiciously.

Hua Manlou obviously paused, but still shook his head: "Why make an exception?"

"I want to take Brother Hua to a place." Lu Xiaofeng looked far away, and when he turned to Huamanlou again, there was clear pity in his eyes, but unfortunately all these emotions were buried, and Huamanlou never noticed: " Wanmei Villa."

The coldest sword in the world, the coldest person in the world.

It is rumored that he is the apprentice of the current sword master, and his swordsmanship is superb.

And equally superb, and his medical skills.

"Chuixue at the West Gate of Wanmei Villa, and Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City," Hua Manlou said with a calm expression, "Instead of meeting Ximen Chuuxue, I'd rather meet the rumored Ye Gucheng."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and nodded: "Since we are going, the two of them must be together."

The little story has long been passed on miraculously, and it would be strange if the two were not together.

Hua Manlou frowned: "Why?"

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine and choked it up in his throat: "Brother Hua, don't watch..."

Looking at the plain and clean Baihualou, Lu Xiaofeng silently swallowed the rest of the words.

Well, Hua Manlou must have never read the short story book.

"It's okay, we'll find out when we go." Lu Xiaofeng smiled, decided to pick a date and took Huamanlou to leave.

For some reason, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the peaceful Baihualou, and suddenly thought of one thing——

This is also the umpteenth time he has spent a year with Hua Manlou.

After getting acquainted with Huamanlou, he never went anywhere to have a good time during the Chinese New Year. Instead, he stayed in this quiet Baihualou, watching Huamanlou drink tea cup after cup, and his heart was still It was slowly calming down.

Is it...

Doomed to be alone in this life?

Lu Xiaofeng blinked, then looked at Huamanlou who was sleeping on the same bed.

Huamanlou's gentle eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, but he was suddenly possessed and wanted to stretch out his hands to trace them.

Until his finger reached Hua Manlou's eyes, he was lightly grasped.

"Brother Lu?" Hua Manlou's voice was clear.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little embarrassed: "Brother Hua, are you...fake sleep?"

Hua Manlou paused for breath: "It's just a light sleep, sorry."

His gentle voice stopped beside his ears, Lu Xiaofeng only felt that his whole body was half-thick, and he hurriedly tightened the quilt as if to cover up something: "It's late, go to sleep."

"Hmm." It was still a nice nasal voice.

Lu Xiaofeng turned his back to Huamanlou tightly, feeling that his heart missed several beats.

It's over, it's over, I'm really going to be alone for the rest of my life, the key is to pull Huamanlou!

Oh no...

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help turning his head carefully, looking at Hua Manlou with long and soft hair.

His back was still pretty tight, Lu Xiaofeng swallowed unconsciously.

If it goes on like this, it seems to be good.

Definitely a sleepless night.

Early the next morning, Lu Xiaofeng set off with dark circles all over the building.

The two of them toured the mountains and rivers all the way, and it was half a month later when they arrived at Wanmei Villa.

"Four-browed Lu Xiaofeng begs to see the owner of Ximen Villa." Lu Xiaofeng said politely outside the door.

Hua Manlou looked over, as if it was the first time he saw Lu Xiaofeng looking so serious: "You want to..."

"Please ask Master Ximen to heal your eyes." Lu Xiaofeng said sincerely.

Hua Manlou's hands trembled unconsciously, but his voice was still peaceful: "Brother Lu, you don't have to..."

No need for anything?

Hua Manlou did not continue.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled slightly: "As long as it's a price I can afford, then it's fine."

It's already said in the storybook that Ximen Chuuxue is a domineering and cold iceberg attack.

He has done a lot of things for Ye Gucheng, and he was even more ruthless when he founded Wanmei Villa, with blood on his hands!

It's almost the same character as Shura!

Even so, Ximen Chuuxue is a good person, and he will never kill innocent people. He is a person that people like to see, wrong, and admire.

Although it felt a little contradictory, Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand it at all, but still felt that it should be the kind of turning hands into clouds and hands into rain!

Lu Xiaofeng brought all his belongings with him, and even planned that the other party would ask him for a hand and a foot.

I feel bad.

But it doesn't matter for the sake of spending a lot of money.

These words were truthfully conveyed to Ximen Chuuxue.

At that time, Ximen Chuuxue was playing chess with Ye Gucheng, when he heard this, he unconsciously stopped his chess moves, and frowned for a rare moment: "Lu Xiaofeng?"

Ye Gucheng nodded, and said with a slight smile: "Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, when I saw him at this moment, he is also a strange person."

"Four eyebrows..." Ximen Chuuxue thought for a moment and shook his head in the few trivial memories: "The Lu Xiaofeng who regards those two eyebrows as his life?"

Ye Gucheng nodded when he heard the words: "It's not bad to say that."

"Very good." Ximen Chuuxue nodded with a gleam in his eyes, "Since that's the case, if he is willing to turn himself into two eyebrows, then I invite you two to come in."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Gucheng was slightly stunned, and after a while he shook his head and smiled: "Simen...when did I see you have such a narrow mind?"

Ximen Chuuxue smiled slightly: "It's Master's move, it seems to be very effective."

"I'm afraid they are the same as us." Ye Gucheng said.

This time, Ximen Chuuxue didn't pause, and just settled the chess piece: "Since that's the case, then it must be nothing."

As expected, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou with two eyebrows soon stood in front of them.

Ximen Chuuxue made the last move, and sighed silently: "You won."

"Yes." Ye Gucheng looked up and landed on Huamanlou accurately. He stood up and nodded slightly. It's been a long time."

"City Master Baiyun, it's a pleasure to meet you." Hua Manlou smiled slightly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

But the other two didn't have any good atmosphere here, Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuuxue who had a frosty face in front of him, silently cupped his hands and said: "I am Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly, and returned the salute, with the corners of his lips curved slightly, and his voice was as cold as snow: "Now there are two eyebrows."

Lu Xiaofeng silently held back what he wanted to say.

Many years later, when the four of them recalled this scene, they still couldn't help sighing.

Afterwards, on New Year's Eve, there were six people, Yu Luosha and Qiao Sheng, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

Very occasionally, Qi Shaoshang and Gu Xichao can be seen coming together.

New Year's Eve is always lively, the temperature is warm and the atmosphere is just right.

There were also times when Lu Xiaofeng would bring up old accounts and talk about how he had been forced to shave both eyebrows. At such times, Hua Manlou would always drink a couple of sips of wine and then silently quiet down.

These are all later stories.

They became best friends, and Haoran was a life-and-death acquaintance.

And in the same way, in the days that followed, Lu Xiaofeng teased Ximen Chuuxue countless times with a small story book, and finally the steward of Wanmei Villa threw a basket of Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou's twenty-ban small story books out, only to mourn Resentment subsided.

Time is too fast, years are too far away.

Fate is ruthless but sentimental. They let the best people meet at the best time. From then on, there are two more people in the arena, and a pair of confidants.

Similarly, in the long road ahead, it is possible for them to join hands.