I want it all

If time flies by, it is just a flash.

Shen Feiyun and Su Lang live together, they are inseparable, a month's worth of light pours out from between their fingers in the blink of an eye, unfathomable.

Shen Feiyun stretched out his right hand, and tapped the fan on the nineteenth road.

According to what he pointed out, the black chess falling is a "sharp" move, which makes the eyes in the corner work, and at the same time activates the belly of the chess, firmly occupying the advantage, and the victory or defeat is self-evident.

"You win."

Su Lang's right hand was still in the chess box. When he saw the opponent's move, he sighed and let go of the white piece. He did not hide his admiration: "Your chess skills are extremely superb. I am afraid that only Chinese players can win. I am willing to bow down."

Shen Feiyun got up and walked to the opposite side, propped his left arm on Su Lang's side, then leaned over, and used his fan to point out a very dangerous way out.

He smiled slightly and said, "The outcome is unknown, so how can you say defeat so easily."

Half an hour later, the two counted their fortunes, and Shen Feiyun won by seventeen and a half.

"Acceptance." Shen Feiyun said lazily.

The long review did not come to an end until the moon was in the middle of the sky.

Su Lang picked up the white piece, put it on the chessboard, and said calmly: "You really have the patience, you can ignore the noise in the middle of the month, and play chess with me again."

The implication is that it is very lively outside, and my chess skills are too bad, but it is also because I think playing chess with him is more interesting, far better than sticking in the crowd, laughing and joking.

If Su Lang was asked to imitate other people's speech, he could imitate it vividly, but when it was his turn to speak, there were always some mistakes.Obviously he was ironing it in his heart, but when he said it, no matter he was thundered, it was somewhat twisted and pan-acid.

After Su Lang said the last word, he couldn't help laughing, and then his eyes stopped on the chessboard, dazed.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded and silent, Shen Feiyun reached out to take off his cap.

Su Lang raised his hand to press the brim of his hat, turned sideways to avoid it, shook his head, and said slowly, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Shen Feiyun pointed to the full moon in the sky, and said with a smile: "Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Mid-Autumn Festival, will you stay with me?" Su Lang asked.

"It's not as simple as spending time with you." Shen Feiyun spread his hands, and said helplessly, "I'm inseparable, I don't see other people, I just spend time with you."

Su Lang was looking at the chessboard, but after hearing the words, he was silent for a moment, looked at Shen Feiyun, and asked, "Is this your friend? As soon as I saw you, I felt extremely happy in my heart, as if I woke up from a long sleep after eating and drinking. Even playing chess, which I thought was boring before, is enjoyable to do.”

On the chessboard, dense branches and leaves block the moonlight, leaving only mottled fragments.The white light was dotted with stars, swaying in the night wind, circulating non-stop on the faces and bodies of the two of them.

As soon as the breeze passed, Shen Feiyun suddenly felt relaxed.

"Do you want to drink?" Shen Feiyun didn't answer, but changed the topic with a smile, "Mid-Autumn night, reunion night. Carrying a jug of fine wine, sit in the waterside pavilion and have a good drink in front of the melting moonlight. A rare taste."

Su Lang murmured: "Scenery is rare, wine is rare, moon is rare..."

Shen Feiyun interrupted: "A confidant is rare."

It was late at night, and even the laughter was not as loud as before. Only the bamboo house in the middle of the lake could occasionally hear pipa and Wu Nong's soft words.

Su Lang didn't know how many cups or pots he drank, and he was completely drunk at this moment, leaning against the railing.

The red candles on the waterside promenade were about to burn out, and no one came to remove the wick.It was also difficult for Su Lang to distinguish the crackling of the tiny lights hidden in the cicadas.

"Su Lang..." Shen Feiyun leaned forward, his eyes narrowed slightly, "What did you mean before? What did you say that you were happy when you saw me, and that everything has a good taste..."

The words stopped abruptly.

A kiss that couldn't be more light, fell on Shen Feiyun's left cheek through the fine veil, and it was fleeting.

Light enough to be like an illusory dream.

"Su Lang..." Shen Feiyun propped his hands on the railing, surrounded Su Lang vaguely, and after calling out in a low voice, he was speechless again.

After a while, he took out the bone knife from the fan, polished it and cut open his palm.

Shen Feiyun pursed his lips, finally made up his mind, and pulled Su Lang's right hand.

"What are you doing?" Su Lang opened his eyes suddenly, withdrew his palm, and shouted sharply.

Shen Feiyun smiled reluctantly, and replied: "The mother Gu in my body is very weak, taking out the mother-child Gu at this time should not seriously injure you."

Su Lang asked cautiously: "Take out the Gu worm, how are you doing?"

"I'm not good, but you will no longer be affected by love gu, and you can be free and happy in the world." Shen Feiyun said in a deep voice, and then lowered his head to look at the scratches on his palm, avoiding Su Lang's gaze.

Su Lang laughed lightly, as if mocking, but he didn't know whether he was mocking himself, Shen Feiyun, or both.

He asked coldly, with a sarcasm in his voice: "You took out the Mother-Child Gu and refined it into an antidote, are you fulfilling your entrustment and preparing to leave me?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Shen Feiyun was extremely sincere, "As long as you don't dislike it, I will follow you in the future. If you are willing to travel in the mountains and rivers, I will take a bamboo boat and roam the mountains and rivers of the world. You would like to live in a corner, I will cook and steam, string and bamboo orchestra, and live with each other for the rest of my life..."

Su Lang smiled and said coldly, "That's really good."

"Do better." Shen Feiyun said, but his heart sank.

"Hopefully."

Su Lang took off his hat and stared straight into Shen Feiyun's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from the other's eyes, but he could only see sincerity.

"Heh." Su Lang laughed lowly, "I'm also an idiot... You said you want to untangle me, so what's wrong with me? What do I have to push back and forth, and suspect you of plotting something wrong?"

He suddenly smiled very refreshingly, as if he had figured out something that had puzzled him for a long time, and suddenly became enlightened.

Su Lang raised his elbows, supported the railing behind his back, stood up, staggered two steps, stood upright, then lowered his head and said, "Do you want to relieve me here? I don't think I'll go back to my room."

Shen Feiyun tightly grasped the bone knife with his right hand, raised his head and smiled, said "yes", and stretched out his hand to wrap the cup in his arms.

He got up and said relaxedly: "After undoing the poison, where do you want to go and what do you do?"

"You ask too many questions." Su Lang expressionlessly threw the straw hat into the lake.

In ancient times, there was an elegant taste of coming with pleasure and returning with full enjoyment. In Shen Feiyun and Su Lang's case, it has come to come with pleasure and return with disappointment.

Su Lang took out a small bottle of potion from his bosom, poured it on his face, and said, "A human^skin^mask, from making to falling off, took a total of two months. I met you for a month and a half, and the mask After half a month, the time has come."

Shen Feiyun saw the other party take off a mask as thin as a cicada's wings.

Along the way, Shen Feiyun didn't say a word, even the forced smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

When the door was pushed open, there was a creak, which was extremely ear-piercing in the mid-autumn night, like a sharp knife cutting through Shen Feiyun's heart, finding the spot lightly and accurately.

He didn't know what to say, so he found something to say: "Heavy five, light three, live six, your soft sword is as good as a hard sword, perfect. I saw it on the tree that day, and I knew it was Su Lang's swordsmanship." .

"With the same set of swordsmanship, no one else can use such agility and dexterity, and it is extremely powerful, not bad at all..."

"Enough." Su Lang closed the door and interrupted.

An unlit room is darker than a corridor where the candles are almost exhausted.

Shen Feiyun panicked for no reason.Su Lang was always beyond his grasp, making people unpredictable. This hot and cold attitude made him fall into distress.

"Shen Feiyun..." Su Lang pursed his lips, turned around, lifted the broken hair by his ear, revealing a beautiful and cold face.

He then asked: "Say, how do you get rid of the Gu?"

"Give me your hand." Shen Feiyun said softly.

Su Lang laughed, and without warning, he swept the cup from Shen Feiyun's arms.

It crackled and fell all over the ground, and the fragments fell to the feet.

The door frame was closed tightly, and even the moonlight could only faintly pass through the silk window, dimly reflecting on Su Lang's side face.

Shen Feiyun felt that even if Su Lang returned to his original appearance, he still felt similar to wearing a straw hat and veil a month ago. He was a person from across the river amidst the sound of rain. Pedestrians in Qiushui and Jiangnan.

Can't see clearly.

Su Lang stretched out his hand, frowned and said, "I'll give you my hand, and open my palm like you, what should I do next?"

Shen Feiyun was about to explain just now, just put his hands together and touch the wounds, the mother-child Gu will gather and be peeled off from the human body without feeling any pain.

Su Lang didn't give him a chance to speak.

He violently tapped acupuncture points, veins burst out on the back of his hand, he firmly grasped Shen Feiyun's shoulders, and pushed him down on the bed.

A windless room with occasional fluttering bed curtains.

Mid-Autumn Festival night, reunion night, bosom friend and lover.

The next day, Shen Feiyun woke up slowly, the wine he drank and the things he did last night came to his mind together, mixing it into a strange feeling.

Stretching out his hand, he found nothing but a green shirt.

Fully awake.

"Su Lang!" Shen Feiyun yelled with hatred, but his words were hoarse and low.

He threw off the quilt and ignored the bruises all over his body, but stepped on the ceramic shards when he landed, and blood soon oozed from the soles of his feet.

After getting dressed, Shen Feiyun didn't bother to wash his face and comb his hair. He gritted his teeth and said, "Su Lang! I hate you!" After finishing speaking, he rushed out the door and asked everyone he met, "Have you ever seen a thin and beautiful man? leave?"

From early morning to midday, no one saw Su Lang even if he asked all over Zuichun Building.

Finally, Shen Feiyun descended the mountain before sunset and rode a steed to the pier.

When we reached the river, the night was already deep, and even the workers on the docks had gone home to rest, only a few lights on the fishing boats in the river had not been extinguished.

On the way, there was a light rain, and the bright moon was completely covered by the clouds and rain.

Shen Feiyun was sore all over, but he still gritted his teeth, held the reins, braved the rain, and galloped along the bank until dawn.

"Su Lang—"

"I hate you--"

"Su Lang!"

"I hate you……"

"Su Lang..."

"you come back……"

It was only when people went out to work one after another that Shen Feiyun was exhausted and stopped.He lay on the horseback, smiled miserably, and closed his eyes.

After a long time, he sat up, pulled the rein and turned around, shouted "drive", and disappeared into the sky.