Seventy-seven meeting GL

Qingping Inn, Qingping County, Southern Xinjiang

At sunset, a couple dismounted from their horses and entered the inn.

"Second guest officers, are you staying at the hotel or dining?"

It was a clear and uneventful day, with the afterglow of the setting sun slanting in from outside the door, the thin and small porter raised his head from behind the counter, squinting at the two visitors from other places.

Standing in the foyer were two people who were busy with travel and dust. Their luggage was very simple and their clothes were not ostentatious, but it could be seen that they were cut and made of high-quality materials, and they were generous and decent.The lady was wearing a veil, revealing her big amber eyes, she seemed to be smiling even without speaking.

"Why don't you just stay here. After traveling for several days to watch the Songkran Festival, the return trip will be easier."

She said to the people around her, her voice was so sweet that people couldn't guess her age.

This woman's eyes are quick to look around, and her words are brisk, revealing her excellent temperament, which makes people feel slightly sweet, and unconsciously likes it, and will not be offended by the alert aura about her at all.

The servant stared at her involuntarily, curious about her appearance, unable to look away for a long time.

"Okay," the gentleman standing beside him simply smiled. "Looking all the way, this inn is the most decent."

This gentleman looked cold, seemed a little withdrawn, and didn't like to talk to people.He looks fair and gentle, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, and he can even be described as beautiful, a bit indistinguishable from male and female.At first glance, he only felt a bit bookish, but on closer inspection, he acted decisively and swiftly, but he was as majestic as an officer.

The young man is also used to seeing people coming and going, just by the feeling of the two talking, he knows that it is the master with background.It's just that these days, rich people always have to hire attendants to accompany them when they come to southern Xinjiang, otherwise they will inevitably encounter bad guys when walking in remote places, but I don't know why these two are so bold.

The people who came were the lord and empress of Tianlang Kingdom—Lang Yinshi and Mo Ziyou.

Since the northwest of southern Xinjiang is bordered by Xiling, Mo Ziyou planned to go back to Xiling to visit his father and queen later, so he sent Qingwu and Qingying to make preparations in advance, and he and Lang Yinshi came to this remote town alone to watch the Songkran Festival.The two had various adventures along the way, and they met a group of "unprofessional" bandits in the mountains and unloaded the wheels of their carriage.If it wasn't for Mo Ziyou's "exercise" to beat up the bandits, they might not be able to chase their bags and horses back.

Standing firmly in the hall, Mo Ziyou threw the bag into Lang Yinshi's arms behind him, straightened the folds of his clothes, and asked the porter, "Are there any vacancies?"

"Yes, there are a lot of vacancies!" The boy replied with a good impression.

"Well, I want the best room here." There seemed to be a smile on the face hidden behind the veil, "By the way, prepare hot water for two people to bathe in, and send it up later."

"Excellent guest!"

The weather was dry, and Mo Ziyou was a little tired, so he went straight to sit on the chair in the foyer of the inn, and poured some tea to drink.

On the side, Lang Yinshi was standing by the hall with his luggage in his arms.

Opposite the inn is a row of low houses. Between the tall banyan trees behind the house, you can see a large area of ​​deep mountains and old forests. The mountains are rugged and steep, and they can even be described as grotesque.

Southern Xinjiang is not as prosperous as Tianlang, but its unique geographical features bring different customs and customs.The people here are more enthusiastic and straightforward, the trees and vegetation grow vigorously, and they are huge in size. There are more rare and exotic animals, poisonous insects and snakes than in the north.Everything in southern Xinjiang seems to be a little more wild, like the scorching sun, so scorching that no one can escape.Even though Xiling, where Mo Ziyou was born, already belonged to the south, she was obviously at a loss for the southern border.

At sunset, it is the last busy hour of the day.

Next to the inn was a local baked bun shop, steaming hot, Lang Yinshi faced the street, waiting for the servant to fetch the door number, so he could check in and rest.

Suddenly, I heard a conversation in my ear.

"Ah Rong, stay here and don't move. Mother will buy you a piece of baked bun." A young woman on the side of the road said, she didn't have the whispering accent of Nanjiang, but a standard Tianlang tone, which attracted everyone's attention. Lang Yinshi's attention.

"Don't worry, mother, Ah Rong is not going anywhere." The childish voice sounded, promising.

Lang Yinshi followed the sound and saw a young woman in a navy blue shirt passing by him.She was wearing a headscarf from southern Xinjiang, and a plaid apron tied around her waist, which was loosely tied in a knot. This is a common dress for women in southern Xinjiang.She was holding a basket in her hand, which contained some daily necessities, and she thought she had just returned from shopping.

The moment they passed by, Lang Yinshi felt a sense of déjà vu, a deep intuition, and she couldn't help but stare at the past.

The young woman took out a few copper coins from her apron pocket, and stood in the crowd. Lang Yinshi could only see her side face, her hair hanging on her face, with the demureness unique to a woman who takes care of the family, and also With the tenderness and tenacity unique to being a mother, she couldn't see her eyebrows clearly when the darkness was about to enter the night.I just feel that it is a bit cold, and there is no lack of elegance.

Hearing what the young woman said quickly in a low voice, the boss wrapped a steamed bun in a paper and handed it to her.

"Your baked bun, Mrs. Agui, you can continue!" The boss called her familiarly, and it seemed that he had known this woman for a long time.

The young woman took the hot bun, crossed the street, and picked up the children waiting by the roadside.The boy was only about four or five years old, and his immature face was full of anticipation. He reached out and took the hot bun from the woman's hand.

"Wow, it's so hot! It smells so good!" the child laughed happily.

"Eat quickly, or Daddy will have to wait in a hurry when we go back!" The woman patted his head and said with a smile.

"Hee hee, Daddy can't eat!" The child let out a series of happy voices, raising the hot bun in his hand, "Mom, take a bite!"

"Mother is not hungry."

"Just take a bite!"

The child looked at his mother laughing, held his mother's hand tightly, and bounced away.

Lang Yinshi looked at the back of the mother and son walking home in the twilight, his expression was moved and confused, and he couldn't move his eyes for a long time.After a long time, she seemed relieved and let out a long sigh, then shook her head and laughed lightly.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Ziyou finished talking to the doorman, seeing Lang Yinshi standing there, he couldn't help poking his head curiously, following Lang Yinshi's line of sight. "So obsessed, could it be some kind of beauty..."

Speaking of which, Mo Ziyou seems to be more and more interested in beautiful women these years, and often shows "greedy" eyes on the beautiful women on the street. Her eagerness makes Lang Yinshi laugh.

"There are no beauties either." Mo Ziyou said to himself regretfully.

She stared at the backs of the mother and child in bewilderment, then turned her suspicious gaze to Lang Yinshi's face, back and forth again and again, as if asking for some answer.

Lang Yinshi saw her serious and earnest face, as if she wanted to ask for an explanation, it was funny and helpless.

"It's just that a passer-by is quite familiar, like a friend from the past, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Where did you think?"

"Old friend?" Mo Ziyou blinked and said meaningfully, "How old are you?"

She glanced at the street again, "Is it a man or a woman? Do I know you..."

"Don't ask me any more." After receiving the door plate from the servant, Lang Yinshi pulled her over and embraced her, "Come to the inn, I can hear your stomach growling with hunger."

"Don't think you can pass by with a sloppy eye, hum..." Mo Ziyou protested, while being pushed into the atrium, trying to look back, the two entered the inn just like that.

Outside the inn, the woman who walked a hundred meters away with the child stopped.

"Aniang, what's wrong with you?" Ah Rong looked up at his mother, his eyes wide open, "Do your eyes hurt?"

I saw the young woman gently wiped the corners of her eyes to wipe off a little water vapor, cheered up again, and smiled at the child and said, "Mother is fine, mother is fine."

The child looked at her ignorantly, not knowing what she was thinking.

The young woman turned her head and glanced from a distance, through the twilight street, she seemed to be able to see someone else.

How could it not be recognized?Just one glance will make your heart throb violently.

The person who was lingering in her heart, during the days in the palace, she silently counted his steps back home, silently listened to his gentle voice when he spoke, and lamented his generosity and amiability.How many times she stared at the lights in the Sixing Zhai that would not go out until late at night, recalled his words and deeds, and fell asleep slowly in a kind of yearning sweetness.She knew that what she liked was a trustworthy person, and she would always be very happy because she could see him the next day.That is the warmth she cherishes most, it is the secret she will not share with anyone, it is the person she wants to protect like a relative.

However, for the first time in his life, he fell in love with a person, but he still made a difficult choice and betrayed him.Her heart was broken again, and she finally had no face to go back.Forget it, a person like her is just a duckweed in troubled times. Who will care where her humble life like grass drifts to?Who you like and who you spend your life with are just insignificant and no one will miss you.

Knowing that he ascended the throne as he wished, she prayed and blessed him devoutly in a foreign land far away.She thought that there would probably be no chance to see her again in this life.She has already left Tianlang far away, and started again in this remote place, and she also gave up her heart, and decided to go with the flow to spend this life, but ah, this impermanent life will never let her go.

But he didn't want to let them meet again on the streets of this foreign land.

What kind of fate is this?It made her unable to hold back the tears.

Maybe God knows that deep down in her heart, she is still deeply looking forward to it.

Even if seven years have passed, even if I pass by like a stranger, as long as I can take a closer look at you, I am satisfied enough.Although the flame that once ignited her courage to live has been extinguished and dissipated, there is still an undercurrent flowing quietly in her heart.

She said to herself, since the wish is already made, don't expect anything extravagantly. Didn't she also make up her mind to start over with a stranger?She had lived without fear, without self-sacrifice.

Then, this farewell, just treat it as my last look at you.Since then, I have returned to the sea of ​​people, and there is no intersection.

Let this unrequited crush appear quietly and disappear quietly.

"Arong, let's go home." The young woman said, holding the child's hand tightly, her mouth was tightly pursed, her expression was bitter and lonely.

"Okay, Ma'am!" Arong took her hand and shook it vigorously.

She looked at the child in front of her, and finally squeezed out a doting smile on her painful face. She led the child and walked on without looking back.

Standing in the wing room of the inn, Lang Yinshi opened the window to let the night air flow into the room.

The mountains in the distance turned into silhouettes, and the air was humid with the smell of vegetation.

She knew with certainty that the person she saw on the street today must be Zhan Ning.

Although she didn't see her face clearly, she had an intuition that it was Zhan Ning.

Everyone has their own life.She murmured to herself.

Seeing that Zhan Ning started a new life, Lang Yinshi felt relieved and relieved in his heart.

After the government stabilized, she has been sending people everywhere to look for her.Conspiracies and unease have passed with the fall of the old dynasty, and those past grievances and hatreds should also be written off. This time, I hope everyone can live for themselves once.

She wanted to say thank you to Zhan Ning.

However, Zhan Ning seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news from her.

After seven years, in this most unexpected frontier town, I met her again - she has become a mother, with a child, the family should be happy.

You should be happy for her, and you should bless her, right? This woman who had a miserable life experience and was displaced has finally settled down and no longer needs to wander.

But why do you suddenly feel a little sad?

In two days, they will leave southern Xinjiang and go to Xiling.Should I go and say hello?Lang Yin thought to himself.

After closing the window, I saw Mo Ziyou, who had finished his bath at some point, sitting at the table in the halo of candlelight.

When Mo Ziyou is serious, she always reveals a kind of detached understanding and gentleness. She seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts, but she is surprisingly understanding.

"What's wrong? Look at me without saying a word." Lang Yinshi broke the silence in the room.

"...I found that when my woman thinks about others, my mood is really a bit complicated." Mo Ziyou muttered, frowning half-frowned, "Obviously I made my own decision, but seeing you When I was overwhelmed, I was still very disappointed, but my heart was very uncomfortable."

No wonder she can watch the Songkran Festival in southern Xinjiang everywhere, but she chose Qingping County?Lang Yinshi was taken aback.

"You feel sad because you lost the intersection with the other party." Mo Ziyou ignored her thinking and said in a low voice.

"But from Zhan Ning's point of view, forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes is the best way to let her be free."

"You sentimental man, it's better not to bother her anymore."

Lang Yinshi smiled deeply.Why doesn't she know this truth?

"My icy and smart lady, I can't hide anything from her." Lang Yinshi also sat down at the table, looking at Mo Ziyou with a silent smile.

"But, how can I bear to make you worry about me." Lang Yinshi said seriously, "...I won't go to her. If I really wanted to, I would have stopped her during the day."

Mo Ziyou didn't speak, as if he had expected her attitude long ago, but only heard a known answer.There is really too much tacit understanding between them.

"You don't have to thank me." She said proudly and complacently.

"I can be so reasonable because I know you don't like her. If you really like her - I'll kick you out of the room right now, hehe!" Mo Ziyou blinked and smiled playfully stand up.

On the second day, the two set off to return to the capital of southern Xinjiang, and then diverted to take a boat to Xiling.

When she was lying on the couch on the passenger ship and was about to rest, a certain girl seemed to be a little bit resentful.

"Some people seem to be calm, but they actually know how to pity those weak women who have a miserable life experience..."

"Although I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth, it is indeed noble, but that is not something I can choose. Isn't I weak enough? You don't even feel sorry for me."

The girl puffed her cheeks unhappily, and curled up in the corner of the couch in a "pretty and pitiful" way.

Lang Yinshi sat beside him, laughing dumbfoundedly, "Are you crying or complaining?"

Sure enough, the girl spoke very generously, but she still secretly cared in her heart.

"A few days ago, in the forest in southern Xinjiang, who beat up those bandits to beg grandpa to sue grandma? Do you have anything to do with the word 'weak'?" Lang Yinshi deliberately teased her.

Mo Ziyou snorted unconvinced, "That's what they deserve." She thought for a while, then blinked at Lang Yinshi again.

"But don't you just like me?" She raised her chin and smiled triumphantly. "Good and fierce, how exciting!"

"...???"

Emperor Tianlang frowned slightly, "Is that so? But when their leader said that you are 'beautiful, but not as good as a wife', how did you reply? Do you want me to repeat it for you?" Lang Yin cast a cold glance With a glance, she issued a torture.

Mozi shrank his head guiltily.

"Then I don't care, even if I am rude, brutal and domineering, and notorious, then I am the cutest and most lovable lady in the whole world! Lang Yinshi, you can never get rid of me! Tell you, there is no way!"

Lang Yinshi's eyes were full of smiles, he stretched out his hand to hold Mo Ziyou in his arms, and said with a smile: "Even if you are the most capricious and playful, you are still my favorite lady and the biggest treasure in my eyes."

"whee."

Mo Ziyou became happy again when he heard the words, his smiling eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had returned to the cunning and proud little fox he used to be.

The author has something to say:

After keeping everyone waiting for a long time, Fanwai [-] finally finished so-so.In fact, there are many small interactions that I want to write, but they are all trivial and cannot be grasped into chapters, so it dragged on for several months.If possible, I may write a side story, three supplements and one supplement.

The author has been working for half a year, and the life after work is really tiring and boring, and his mood fluctuates with interpersonal relationships, and he is still very poor.This is probably the meaning of social animals.I hope that I can strive for multi-code Braille in 21 years, and I wish you all a happy Girls' Day.