North Snow and South Fragrance

Nan Huaiqing was forced to embark on a journey that he least wanted to recall in his life.

Bringing a person who eats more than pigs and pretends to be weak even though he is very skilled in martial arts, he returned to Jianxu and said, if the senior brother and the others knew about it, they would probably laugh at him for a year or so.

So, they have such conversations every day:

"Do you have money?"

"no"

"Then how do you settle the bill?"

"Can't you just give it?"

"That's my money, not yours"

"Isn't it mine if you give it to me?"

Nan Huaiqing wants to beat him

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"Brother, it's getting late, it's time to hurry."

"Brother, it's dawn, it's time to hurry."

"Brother, it's dawn, it's time to hurry."

"Brother, the sky can't be brighter anymore, it's time to hurry."

"Brother, it's almost dawn and I'm blind, it's time to hurry."

Nan Huaiqing wants to beat him

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However, he still can't beat this person. Although the two will fight each other, he is convinced that he can't beat him. Feeling... Is it possible that he really knows him?

The image of Bei Huaiyu pressing his finger suddenly flashed in Nan Huaiqing's mind, and some inexplicable feeling seemed to be still on his fingertips, making him itch from time to time.

I don't know why, but there is a conjecture that has been lingering in his mind, but he can't believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it.

"Yo hey!"

A sudden shout came from beside him, pulling him out of his thoughts at once.

"Take a look, take a look at the top-grade spices, smell it and live to 99"

.........

Can you blow it again...

Nan Huaiqing pressed her temples and started her daily life of doubt.

Why did I save him in the first place...

Nan Huaiqing thought about this question for the nth time

Simply don't look at him, out of sight is out of mind.

However, when he saw Bei Huaiyu strongly recommending an 80-year-old old lady to buy his big red rouge from the corner of his eyes, he finally couldn't help dragging him away, mainly because he couldn't stand his sales words. , what, painted 60 years younger, let my wife feel the feeling of first love at a glance...

This is so fucking embarrassing!!!!

According to this momentum, if it takes a while, it is time for the 80-year-old old man to buy drugs.

Wait, why am I dragging him away...

Nan Huaiqing dragged him halfway, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why is this guy so quiet all of a sudden?This is not in line with his style. Turning his head, Nan Huaiqing realized that he was still holding Bei Huanyu's hand, so the aloof swordsman blushed instantly, and shook off his hand in 0.00000000001 seconds. Of course, Bei Huaiyu didn't miss his blushing face, but he didn't say it out of concern for his face.

Nan Huaiqing felt that she was worthless, and she didn't know this person, so why did she blush? Even if she knew him before, why would two big men blush?

However, I don't know if the aura on Bei Huaiyu's body is too familiar or what's the matter, Nan Huaiqing will always breed a little bit of greed, and every physical touch can make him feel a different kind of uncomfortable, like It feels like being soaked in warm water, not hot, but he is unwilling to let go of the warmth

Familiar but unfamiliar, vague and clear.

Nan Huaiqing suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but thanks to his amazing perseverance, he almost suppressed the pain without any expression.

He has experienced even more pain, and this is nothing to him.

The young man counted a large amount of change in his hand, and after all the calculations, he was probably a little short of buying candied haws. After all, candied haws are a key item that can trigger memory.

So......

"Well, let me use your falling spring."

Hearing this, Nan Huaiqing immediately drew out her sword to stand between the people, looking like a martyr who wanted to kill him and then herself to protect righteousness, with words written all over her face, "You have already taken advantage of me a lot If you dare to hit my sword, I will die with you" expression.

The boy couldn't help but twitched his lips.

Still so cute, and the cold look is also cute.

"I won't do anything outrageous. If you don't believe me, you can take it yourself."

Nan Huaiqing didn't understand what he was going to do, she looked at him vigilantly, her fingers tightly grasping the hilt of Chuuquan's sword.

"...I'll chop a piece of wood"

It's not murder, can you not have a righteous expression...

Doesn't sound like a bad thing?

Nan Huanqing dubiously handed him the tree trunk he had just cut.

Bei Huai looked at it after receiving it, and seemed dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything. After cutting off the excess leaves and branches with a knife, he cut it into rectangles bit by bit with the blade.

Nan Huaiqing watched from the side with his head full of question marks, watching him cut the wood into palm-sized pieces bit by bit, and then smooth it bit by bit,

"It's done." Bei Huaiyu shook the wood that had turned into a block of wood, his eyes lit up.

"I said, what exactly do you want?" Nan Huaiqing was confused, and accidentally exposed her dialect.

Nan Huaiqing grew up in the south. This time she came to the north to carry out a mission. She also took a lot of detours because she couldn't understand the northerners.

For example, one time when I went back to the capital to find an inn, I didn't know what was going on, and after asking all the way, I actually came to a...

thatched cottage

However, Master's teachings have made his Mandarin quite standard, and there are only a few times when he would slip his southern accent.

Fortunately, Bei Yu didn't pay attention. He just blinked his eyes and said with the unique naughtiness of northern men: "You'll know later."

As he spoke, he cleared his throat, and slapped the wood on the wooden box, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"Masters, I have been traveling the rivers and lakes for several years, and I have always spent money outside the world. Today I don't have enough money on my body. I don't care, but the young man next to me is a relative of my family. He also has insufficient food, so he can’t starve him no matter what he says, so I’ll bring you a piece of storytelling below, those who have money will give money to others, and those who have no money will give him a personal one, thank you very much.”

There were more and more people onlookers, and Bei Huaiyu gave another "pop" of the gavel.

"Say..."

…………………Go to your mother’s fine clothes and food, go to your mother’s insufficiency

Nan Huaiqing has completely given up struggling......

It’s okay to set up a stall to sell Xibei goods, why are you still talking about storytelling?

"Wicked people will eventually be rewarded with evil, and reincarnation is the way of heaven!" Bei Huaiyu gave another "pop" sound of the gavel, ending this storytelling performance.

As soon as the people around came to their senses, thunderous applause erupted.

"Well, this is the most interesting storytelling I've ever heard."

"The story is very innovative, that's why it tells the story of two big men..."

"Hey, let me tell you what's the matter with you. Does storytelling have to be about the love between children and heroes? Why can't people say brotherly love every now and then?"

...............

"Young man, is this from the storybook?"

The boy's hands that collected the things paused slightly, "I didn't read it from others, but I... improvised it myself."

"So powerful, you can write your own book at such a young age, hey, do you have a name? What's your name?"

The young man turned his head and looked at Nan Huaiqing, who had a loveless expression on his side. Because of him, Nan Huaiqing didn't even want to look like her, with her legs open and her chin resting on one hand.

Well, this is how it looked like five years ago.

Bei Huaiyu hooked the corners of his lips and said

"The name? Beixue Nanxiang"

At the beginning of the story, the green clothes are always standing upright, as bright as the morning sun.

At the end of the story, they always meet by fate, North Snow and South Fragrance.

It was an unexpected encounter, and it was just the right redemption.

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The boy handed Nan Huaiqing a bunch of candied haws, watched him take it with a puzzled expression, and took another bite out of it with a puzzled expression.

"Do you remember anything?" the boy asked nervously.

Nan Huaiqing shook her head, no memory appeared, but. . .

He felt that the candied haws were not too sweet and lacked a little fragrance. . .

The air pressure around the boy dropped significantly, but it quickly returned to normal.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it for a while, just treat it as getting to know each other again.

The author has something to say: The ending refers to Teacher Zhang Jiajia's "Passing Through Your World".

The original sentence is too sad, so the adaptation is a bit big.

(Xiao Yuyu and Xiao Qingqing were also green and blue five years ago)

thanks readers, bows