rain dream lonely city

Bai Yixun looked around blankly, it was empty, only a few big vases and a square table, on which were placed the Four Treasures of the Study, and the person in front of him who was smiling brightly at him.

Bai Yixun is silent, he won't be asked to write again...

"Young master, um, what's the question on the third floor?" Hurry up, whether you can answer it or not, he doesn't want to face this person who keeps smiling at him anymore.

"Well, the title is... just watch me write a poem." The young man tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled brightly again.

"This topic... Didn't you just think of it yourself?" Bai Yixun looked at the young man strangely, "If that's the case, may I ask your son's name."

"Yeah, I just thought about it. My name is Liu Mosheng, the willow of the willow tree, the strange Mo, and the Sheng of Shengge." The young man raised his head proudly, "You think about it quickly, I will go upstairs to get some things right now. Just come down, don't wander around." He didn't care whether Bai Yixun agreed, and went upstairs.

Bai Yixun let out a deep breath, looking at the leaving beauty.If you put aside his habit of looking at people with a smile, Liu Mosheng's face is indeed very beautiful, with a bright face and bright black eyes. Even when he is not smiling, the corners of his mouth are curved upwards. Red.It's really embarrassing for him to call the word "Liu".

The little red butterfly flung itself into a warm embrace, the owner of that embrace was sitting by the window, his eyelashes trembling slightly, the feather fan-like eyelashes lifted along the eyelids, the obsidian-like eyes were revealed, and the lip color was a bit sick white.A head of black hair hangs down on the ground, and there is no curly hair. She is wearing a moon-white gown, painted with a few black bamboos, slowly parting her lips, breathing like blue, "Mo Sheng, isn't it just an exam, why are you here?"

"Sister, that young master Bai is so beautiful."

"Really? Prettier than Mo Sheng?"

"Not as beautiful as my sister." Liu Mosheng struggled to get up, no, no, no, my sister's embrace is too soft, I can't get up...

Liu Mosheng went to the corner, found a scroll from the vase, unfolded it, looked at it, nodded, shook her head at her sister, and said with a smile: "I'm going up to get things, go down."

Seeing her sister nodding at him, Liu Mosheng happily ran downstairs again, and the cold beauty sighed faintly while facing the window.

"How is it? But it's written?" Bai Yixun watched helplessly as Liu Mosheng walked up to the last few steps and jumped down with a smile, directly crashing into the stunned embrace of himself.

Liu Mosheng was very light, and Bai Yixun caught it easily. At this time, Bai Yixun found that Liu Mosheng was actually half a head shorter than himself.

Liu Mosheng then stood up straight, smoothed the folds of the corners of his clothes, and walked to the side with a smile.

"Well, what do you think of it? Crescent eyebrows, pink face and cherry blush sweeping lips, red clothes swaying and bewitching mind. The clear shadow is suitable and beautiful, and the first acquaintance is as deep as a person in a dream. Rao is the colorful butterfly flying, descending into the world of Liu Mosheng."

Liu Mosheng opened his lips slightly, repeated it blankly, then immediately walked to the wall, hung the scroll in his hand on the wall, and slowly put it down.Bai Yixun watched the young man fiddling with the scroll come alive on the scroll.

The boy on the scroll is dressed in red, but his long hair is tied up with a plain white jade hairpin. He is sitting by the pool, some of his long hair is hanging on his shoulders, and some of his long hair has fallen into the water on the rockery. The boy is leaning against the rockery , smiling as if looking at the person in front of him.

"Who drew this?" Bai Yixun exclaimed, and stepped forward to observe it carefully.

"My sister," Liu Mosheng withdrew the smile on his face, took a Langhao seriously, and wrote Bai Yixun's poem on it.

"Your sister? She must be very beautiful." Bai Yixun looked at the person in the painting and murmured.

"Lixiao," Liu Mosheng called out, and then saw Lixiao coming up from downstairs, "Take it down, remember not to damage it."

It should be dawn, and he bowed down holding the painting and slowly went downstairs.

"You're right, my sister is very beautiful," Liu Mosheng smiled brightly again, "So, please follow me to the fourth floor, my sister will write a question."

Wei Jiyun had a drink with Shen Aojie downstairs. They said it was a drink, but the two of them had already drank a lot. Later, it was a competition to see who could drink the other first.

"You said, can he win?" Song Hong was still sitting in the original position, watching the two of them fight for wine, while looking at the stairs with worried eyes from time to time.

"Brother Song, don't worry, Yi Xun should be fine." Yang Qian poured a cup of tea by herself, without even looking at Song Hong, she gently flipped the lid with one hand, and picked up the tea with the other hand Cup, took a sip, then let out a sigh of relief, the posture was very elegant.

Shen Aojie's eyes were already a little red, and she pushed the cup on the table like a fool, shouting: "Don't drink it, don't drink it, who are you?"

Wei Jiyun was not angry either, and lowered his eyelids, hiding the contents of his eyes behind the long eyelashes, and put down the cup with his hand.

Wei Jiyun raised his head and looked in the direction of the stairs at the sound of someone going downstairs, Shen Aojie seemed to feel it too, and opened his drunken eyes, staring fixedly at the stairs.

It is a cyan skirt.

Hearing the sound of someone exhaling, he seemed relieved, and the sound of someone breathing in, seemed a little surprised.

Li Xiao walked downstairs slowly with a painting scroll in his hand, and stopped at the last few steps. Luotong stepped forward and pulled the scroll away. Everyone was amazed by the beautiful young man on the scroll, but Wei Jiyun only looked at the one in the corner of the painting. inscription.

Because Wei Jiyun understands that Bai Yixun, who can't even write well, can't draw such a picture.

At this time, some people also noticed the inscription in the corner of the painting, and couldn't help feeling that it really complemented the painting.

After everyone sighed in unison, Li Xiao and Luo Tong put away the painting, Li Xiao bowed to everyone and said, "Mr. Bai is on the fourth floor now, please wait a moment."