Hot as China, cold as snow

The bright moon is shining brightly, and the willow leaves are frivolous.A few withered and yellow leaves fall with the wind, and it is another year of autumn.

Time flies like a white horse passing by, and two years have passed.In the past two years, they had nothing to do with status or money, but only friendship.

Familiar small courtyard, familiar stone table, and still dilapidated and crumbling house.In this remote place, no one will pay attention. In the past two years, no one has come here except Liu Moran, and even he will not appear at this hour.

The masked man in black appeared so blatantly in a corner of the small courtyard. If you don’t pay special attention, you won’t find the man in black in the shadow of the trees under the moonlight. You will only think it is a shadow in the dark night. .

However, Leng Xuanyan seemed to have made an agreement, and at this moment, he slowly walked towards the man in black, not surprised, as if he was doing something every day.

His eyes looked through the man in black into the darkness farther away, as if facing the air, and said lightly: "How?"

In the darkness, a black figure could be vaguely seen kneeling on one knee. Those who didn’t know it might think it was the shadow of a tree shaking!Only respectful and short words came, like a voice from hell: "Master, everything is ready, just wait for the young master's order, and you can leave at any time."

They are the few cronies left by Leng Xuanyan's father, Leng Ning, and they are Leng Xuanyan's last trump card. "Very good!" Although it was a compliment, Leng Xuanren did not change his tone.

The sound of a tree branch being trampled on halfway came from another direction.The man in black who was kneeling respectfully on the ground moved quickly, stood up surprisingly quickly, slid out, drew his sword, and pointed in the direction of the coming person: "Who?"

Under the sword of the man in black was a child dressed in men's clothing, with a handsome appearance under the moonlight, the most peculiar thing was that there was a strand of hair at the root, which was slightly blue, very light and very little.The boy carefully covered the light blue with the rest of his black hair, so that he couldn't see it unless he looked closely.Slender eyebrows are slightly raised, phoenix eyes are wide open, and the black and bright eyes are staring at the man in black. Although he is at a disadvantage, he is not flustered. He is obviously a person who has seen big scenes. This person is not Liu Moran, but also who.

Leng Xuanren was surprised by Liu Moran's sudden appearance, he hurriedly stopped the man in black who drew the sword: "I'll deal with it, Ye Xuan, you go down."

Hearing the sound, Ye Xuan retracted his sword and left quickly, and soon disappeared, only the sound of the wind flowing and the swaying shadows of the trees.

Leng Xuanyan pulled over Liu Moran, who was slightly absent-minded, and asked in a cold voice, "Why did you come?"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Liu Moran said indifferently and smiled, with the same gentle tone as usual, with a bit of teasing feeling: "Today is the first day I change back into men's clothes, didn't I promise to show you? But it seems that I came Not the time."

When Leng Xuanyan heard this, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him also had a heroic look in men's clothing, and he no longer looked like a weak woman like before: "You, this looks good." Liu Muran didn't speak, Leng Xuan Ren was silent for a while: "Well, will you say it?"

Liu Moran lowered his head, rubbed his feet on the ground, and didn't answer the question directly. After a long time, he raised his head, looked directly at Leng Xuanyan, and asked back: "Will you kill me? Blade!"

"No." Without hesitation, he blurted out naturally.

Liu Moran didn't continue this topic, it was too heavy for two children under ten years old.

"Starting tomorrow, I will never come here again." Liu Moran thought for a while: "Maybe tonight is the last time we meet."

Liu Moran stretched out his hand and tore off a hanging jade pendant from his waist. There were obvious cracks on the jade pendant. He put the jade pendant in his hand and looked at it carefully, showing cherishment and reluctance on his face. Hesitantly broke the jade pendant into two halves.Along the previous crack, the jade shattered into two halves.

Leng Xuanyan could see clearly that this piece of jade was exactly what he glued for him two years ago. He knew how important this jade was to Liu Moran, so he grabbed Ran's forearm and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Moran smiled at Leng Xuanren: "We got acquainted because of it, so let's end with it too! This half of the broken jade is left for you as a souvenir." He stretched out his hand and handed it to Leng Xuanren Half of the broken jade.

Leng Xuanyan didn't pick it up: "This is the only thing your mother left you. Is it okay?"

He stuffed the jade into Leng Xuanren's hand: "I'm gone, I'm gone, and I will never come back. Even if I keep it, it will only increase my sadness. My mother probably won't want to see me whether she is alive or dead." Be sad. Mother and child are connected, I don't think she will blame me." Liu Moran slowly took two steps back and looked up at the starry sky, and raised up the only half of jade left in his hand, facing the starlight: "Now it , to me, is just a memory whose only value is proof of the two years we spent together. I will not forget you."

Leng Xuanyan took a step forward, grabbed Liu Moran and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "I will never forget you either."

Maybe he will leave tomorrow, maybe the two of them will be strangers from tomorrow and never see each other again.

Maybe friends don't need to care about each other's identities, but they are all people who live in reality and have experienced the difficulties of life prematurely. Sometimes parting is not the end, but the beginning of another new life.

Without him, the sun will still shine, the earth will still turn, and life will go on.

Since then, he has been a stranger, and he still acts as Liu Moran, who he doesn't know about the world.

He is still fighting endlessly to survive, learn and grow.

Like two parallel lines, never intersecting again, at this moment, memory becomes eternal.

The stars are shining brightly, filling the yard, and it is clearly a full moon, but it is telling parting.