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The acquaintance with Ye Zhanmei dates back to a long time ago.

At that time, he was only a child of six or seven years old, it was the time to make troubles, and he had just passed the age of being mischievous.Once I took a boat to Xiufang to visit my mother. I was standing on the bow of the boat and following the current of the Yangzhou River. Suddenly, a small yellow cannonball rushed over from the sky and slammed into the water.

The people around screamed, Huo Qingyun didn't have time to think, jumped off the boat and used Dengping to cross the water, stepped on a few splashes to the place where he fell into the water, jumped into the water, and dragged the little thing onto the boat by the collar .

The current was not rushing, but his clothes were soaked in water, which greatly affected his actions. It took him a lot of time to go back and forth. When he climbed up, the boatman let out a big breath: "Young master is really brave."

Huo Qingyun didn't bother to reply, and patted the cheek of the child who had just been rescued.

Although the child is young, he knows that he will hold his breath when he enters the water, so apart from looking a bit embarrassed, there is no serious problem. He blinked nervously at first, and then belatedly began to breathe heavily.

Huo Qingyun was relieved and patted his head: "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Ye Zhanmei was carefree every day when he was a child, and the young master of the villa was never short of food and clothing. At that time, he was just a little fat man, and he was wearing the yellow clothes every day, like a tireless little yellow. like a bird.

At that time, Ye Zhanmei, who was ashamed and disheveled like a drowned rat, stared at Huo Qingyun for a long time, then tugged at his sleeve, and said cautiously: "Thank you, benefactor. Can you teach me lightness kung fu on water?"

Huo Qingyun thought she heard it wrong: "...Huh?"

"It's so difficult! I tried many times and fell off. This time I accidentally ran too far and couldn't go back. Fortunately, you saved me. You are a good person." Ye Zhanmei raised his hand vigorously, "Teach me! I will study hard!"

Huo Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You fell because you were practicing lightness kung fu?"

Ye Zhanmei nodded: "Yes. Young man, teach me, teach me, I'm smart."

Huo Qingyun suppressed a smile, knelt down and looked at him parallel: "Let me think about it. What's your name?"

"My name is Ye Zhanmei. So can you teach me, young man?" The childish and childish voice unabashedly expressed its intimacy with others.

Every time Huo Qingyun thinks about the first time they met, she must repeatedly sigh in her heart, this child is really different.Later, he finally couldn't help asking, "Aren't you afraid of falling into such a deep river?"Just escaped from death, why the first sentence is to learn art from a teacher?What kind of thinking is this.

Ye Zhanmei's mouth was stuffed with sweet corn kernels, and he said vaguely, what are you talking about, what kind of river did you fall into?

Huo Qingyun had no choice but to repeat the experience of the day they first met.

"Oh that." Ye Zhanmei threw the gnawed corn into the wild field, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "I was scared when I first fell, but later I just patronized to admire your heroic posture on the water, completely I can't think of anything else!"

Huo Qingyun rubbed her nose, that was the most common light kung fu on water... But speaking of it, this person has not been very good at it until now, is it because he is afraid of falling into the water?

The psychological shadow left by childhood is really terrible.He summed it up like this.

Ye Zhanmei rubbed his fingers on the hem of his clothes, observed Huo Qingyun's expression, and said vigilantly: "What are you thinking, I warn you, don't bring up the matter that I hung on the tree when I was practicing qinggong."

You were the one who mentioned it first!Huo Qingyun kept the composure on his face and collapsed in his heart.

"That's all because it's too high!" Ye Zhanmei was justified, "Aren't you afraid of flying so high?"

"I don't know. Besides, why do you want to look down?" Huo Qingyun couldn't figure it out, "Wouldn't it be better to look forward?"

Ye Zhanmei was not convinced: "I was so young at that time, how could I think so much."

Huo Qingyun reminded: "I was the one who rescued you when you hung on the tree last month."

Ye Zhanmei hurried away: "...there seems to be a seller of candied haws ahead, let's go and have a look."

Huo Qingyun smiled and followed.

When he was a child, Ye Zhan had a round body and a famous loud voice in the villa, just like his mother.

Huo Qingyun sent him back to the villa, Ye Anran thanked him a lot, and then took the two children into the house to change clothes.Huo Qingyun's eyes were a little dazzled by wearing a straight dress with complicated and layered patterns. Ye Anran came over to teach him how to wear the collar and belt with understanding, while Ye Zhanmei was jumping up and down next to him, shouting about today's experience.

"Also, I told him that my mother gave me my name, which means that I hope I will be happy every day!" Ye Zhanmei said in conclusion.

Huo Qingyun also got dressed, and answered with a smile: "Yes, me too, my name is Huo Qingyun."

Ye Zhanmei pursed his lips when he heard the words: "What, mother, didn't you say that you only gave me a name?"

Um?Huo Qingyun didn't react.

Ye Anran rubbed his head: "What this brother means is that his mother gave him his name. Don't we all have mothers?"

"I see." Ye Zhanmei was happy again, "What does that brother's name mean?"

Huo Qingyun thought for a while and said: "This... seems to be a song my mother often listened to when she was pregnant with me, and the name is "Qing Yun"."

Ye Anran smiled and said: "That's a song with auspicious meaning, and it's also a good name."

Really?Huo Qingyun had always felt that the origin of her name was rather sloppy, so she couldn't help but feel happy after hearing this.

Because Xiufang and the villa where his mother lived were not far away, after that, he and Ye Zhanmei became close contacts, and they often visited each other's homes for several days.

At that time, it was the days when he and Yu Qingcheng were at odds, and they didn't like each other every day. Now that they had an excuse, they naturally ran to the villa more frequently.

Yu Qingcheng was an orphan adopted by his mother, and later he took him in as his own disciple. Originally, the two should be called brothers, but the first time they met was at a naughty age who refused to give in to each other. They started fighting since they were young.Mother is helpless, every time he comes to Xiufang for a short stay, it takes a lot of effort just to persuade him to fight.

Later, both of them gradually understood some things, and it didn't take long for them to get along peacefully.In fact, Yu Qingcheng is not a good stubble at all. Huo Qingyun has been fighting and bickering with all kinds of people since he was a child. Come on.

But what's even more incomprehensible is that after I settled my suspicions with him, my relationship with him has gotten better and better, and it was obviously not right before.

This can only be explained by "I no longer care about him as much as I grow up and mature", right?After all, that guy Yu Qingcheng is still the same rampage and dead look as he was when he was a child. When he encounters something he doesn't like, he will draw his sword no matter what.

Huo Qingyun thinks about it now, getting to know Ye Zhanmei seems to be a point in time when he began to mature.

After all, it is really difficult for Ye Zhanmei to match the word "mature", and Ye Anran, who looks gentle and considerate, is not a reliable mother at all. If you know this, you can see a thing or two.

From the first time he met Huo Qingyun, the chubby Ye Zhanmei regarded him as one of his own, and he never forgot to share half of any rare things with him.

"Come and try this!" Ye Zhanmei was holding a bowl of steaming lotus seed soup in his chubby little hand.

Huo Qingyun couldn't help frowning.I could smell the sweet and greasy smell from a long distance, and it was really doubtful whether this stuff would choke up my throat if I took it into my mouth.

But before he could think of a reason to refuse, Ye Zhanmei recalled something and withdrew his hand: "By the way, you can't eat this, it's poisonous."

"What!" Huo Qingyun turned pale with shock: Then you ate so happily just now?

Ye Zhanmei said seriously: "You don't know? The lotus seeds in the West Lake are very poisonous! Don't eat them casually."

Huo Qingyun wondered: "How can lotus seeds be poisonous?" They are obviously very common food.

"Of course." Ye Zhanmei nodded vigorously, as if he felt that what he said was very reasonable, "so every time after eating, you must go out and practice epee for an hour to consume the toxicity! It's a pity that you don't know the sword of our villa Fa, so don’t eat it.”

Huo Qingyun felt that she had heard the Arabian Nights, and she didn't know what expression to use to face him.

Ye Zhanmei snorted and drank the remaining lotus seed soup, wiped his mouth, and patted him on the shoulder very loyally: "How about this, I will teach you how to use a sword, so that you can eat with me next time ?”

Huo Qingyun sorted out her emotions for a long time, and then said: "That... my mother made the lotus seeds in the West Lake for me, and they are not poisonous at all. I have eaten them many times."

Of course, not so sweet.He secretly added a sentence.

"Really?" Ye Zhanmei jumped off the chair, rubbed his arms and thumped his chest, "Are you not poisoned?"

Huo Qingyun nodded: "Really, lotus seeds are not poisonous. Who told you that this thing is poisonous?"

Ye Zhanmei was very puzzled: "This is strange, don't we eat the same thing, mother, look..." He turned his head and wanted to ask his mother to come out to testify for himself, but he happened to see Ye Anran laughing silently beside him. waist.

Ye Zhan's eyebrows immediately frowned: "You lied to me again!"

"..." Huo Qingyun looked at Ye Anran speechlessly - it's not possible to laugh out of tears, right?Is this child really his own?

"Hahahahaha..." Ye Anran couldn't straighten up at all, "I can't help it, you, you hated practicing swords the most when you were young, mother, this is...for your own good, hahahahaha..."

"Bad guy!" Ye Zhanmei stomped his feet and went out angrily.

Huo Qingyun looked at Ye Anran who couldn't stop laughing, scratched her head, and chased out the door.

To be honest, when Ye Zhanmei was being bullied, her little appearance couldn't be more cute, and it is still the same today.

Until many years later, that round little cannonball on the Yangzhou River has turned into a young man with a pleasant face and a jade tree facing the wind. He has perfectly inherited the romantic swordsmanship of the unique martial arts in the Tibetan Sword Villa. I don’t know how many people have seen him. The power of gods and ghosts contained in those two swords was daunting... But in his bones, he was still the little ball that would puff up when he poked it, and he ran out and flicked it twice, then he forgot everything.

As the name suggests, people are always carefree.

Huo Qingyun shook her head, changed a pen and dipped it in cinnabar ink, and drew a big circle in the corner of the map.

Ye Zhanmei stopped grinding the ink and yawned loudly.

"Are you tired? Go and rest first." Huo Qingyun looked back at him.

Ye Zhanmei shook his head quickly: "I'm not tired."

How could they not be tired? They didn't have a good rest along the way in order to arrive earlier this time. They hurried to bring the herbal medicine to relieve the urgent needs of the soldiers.

This strange illness in the mansion really didn't come at the right time, but fortunately the era of war and chaos has passed, otherwise there would be many unexpected complications along the way.

To be honest, even Huo Qingyun, who was used to the bumpy and wandering life, was a little tired, but he really wanted to finish marking the places that should be marked on this map earlier, and then hand it over to Master earlier.

Huo Qingyun looked helplessly at Ye Zhanmei yawning next to him, and said, "It may take me a long time."

Ye Zhanmei wiped away the tears brought out by the yawn just now, and said, "It's nothing, you are busy with your work."

"Okay." Huo Qingyun stopped trying to persuade him, and stretched out a hand to pat his head: "Then I'll do it as soon as possible."

Every time he did this, Ye Zhanmei seemed to be taken back to the black-covered boat floating on the Yangzhou River that year, dripping with water, wet and cold.However, the hand on top of the head was extraordinarily warm and extraordinarily safe.

Ye Zhanmei never concealed his love for this action, raised his head and responded happily.

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