Wrong Changhuan

As the evening approached, the big ship docked outside Liangchuan City for the night, which was less than two days away from Xiaoguan.

The fishermen on a few small boats nearby tied their boats along the coast, picked up baskets and carried baskets, and walked hurriedly, rushing into the city before the gate of the city.

An Cuo saw that Chang Huan was still asleep, and as soon as he tiptoed out of the cabin, he saw Chen Yu Xinran, holding a slender red cloth bag in his hand, and was about to knock on the door of Chen Yang's room not far away.

An Cuo approached and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the city, and I'll be back soon. Keep Chang Huan safe!"

Chen Yu asked curiously, "What are you going to do now? Is there something urgent to do? The city gate will be closed soon..."

"Mind your own business and remember what I said." An Cuo finished speaking angrily, and walked towards the stairs at the end of the corridor leading to the deck.

"Hey, wait--" Chen Yu hurriedly took out a token from his chest and handed it over, "It's late when you come back later, you can't leave the city without this... Take it..."

"It's over--" An Cuo only glanced at him, then turned his head and ignored Chen Yu, and walked out.

Chen Yu muttered in a low voice, "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know a good heart... Master Yu, I will help you because I think highly of you... I will close the city gate later, let's see how you come back..."

While talking to himself, Chen Yu knocked on Chen Yang's door.

Chen Yang opened the door and said, "Did you have dinner? I'm not hungry yet."

"No... I'm here to bring you something. I brought it from Jiangling, but it's a good thing... Guess what it is?" Chen Yu put his hands behind his back and smiled mysteriously.

"A good thing?...Could it be that it was a set of sleeve crossbows that I lost to me in a bet before? Are you ready?"

Chen Yu rolled his eyes and complained, "You haven't forgotten this little thing... It's been half a year... It's not the sleeve crossbow, let's guess..."

"It's not this, what else could it be?" Chen Yang couldn't guess.

Chen Yu handed over the slender red cloth bag and said, "It's your Xundu...you forgot to bring it when you left last time. I brought it for you this time..."

Chen Yang took the red cloth, and when he saw the purple bamboo flute that had been with her for many years, he smiled and stroked gently, "I really forgot about it..."

"Don't you try it? I haven't heard you play for a long time..." Chen Yu walked into the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "Why don't you play a song, and you are free when you are idle... .”

"Then go to the deck outside..." Chen Yang worried that Chang Huan was still sleeping, afraid of disturbing her lucid dream.

The sun is setting in the western mountains, and the sky is full of clouds.

The sound of the flute sounded faint and lingering, like resentment or admiration.

A song that whispers from the heart, it is melancholy, the world is boundless, and the time does not last, where does this love go?

The guests on the Zangxin River are passionate and follow the wind, blowing away the sunset.

Lin Changhuan stood by the stairs on the deck, letting the sound of the flute hit the depths of his heart, and quietly looked at the black dress and blue silk at the bow, with the red ribbon fluttering lightly.

When the last syllable was gone with the wind, Chen Yu, who was originally lying on the side of the boat, also straightened up and applauded, "It's only been half a year, and my level has become more and more advanced..."

Chen Yang turned his head, and saw Chang Huan quietly wiping away his tears not far away, ignoring Chen Yu's compliment, and ran over in a hurry, but when he approached, he slowed down again, and said softly, "You... .Did I wake you up?"

Chang Huan shook his head with a smile, and said, "What's the name of this song?"

"Ask for love..."

"Ask for love? It sounds good..." Chang Huan looked at the short flute in Chen Yang's hand, curious about its charm, and was about to reach out to touch it, when Chen Yu approached and reminded, "She never lets others touch her flute." of..."

After Chang Huan listened, his hands froze in the air.

"Talking..." Chen Yang gave Chen Yu a resentful look, and handed the bamboo flute to Chang Huan.

Chang Huan blushed slightly, stroked it lightly, and said, "It still has a name? Is it Xun-du-?"

"Yes..."

"Does it have any special significance?"

Chen Yang shook his head and said, "It's casual." Before Jiangdong, Chen Yang had asked himself countless times, who is he looking for in this life, and what kind of love is he saving?

The difference is that now she already has the answer.

Find the person in front of you, with tenderness and affection, without knowing it.Yes, eye-catching and hurtful.

Chang Huan returned the bamboo flute to Chen Yang, and said, "Then when you are free in the future, you are in good health, can you teach me how to play?"

"Okay -" Chen Yang was willing.

"By the way, I didn't see Ah Cuo just now, do you know where she went?"

Chen Yu said, "She went into the city and didn't know what to do... she said she would come back later."

Chang Huan thought about it, but couldn't think of what could happen to Ah Cuo.Looking up, I saw Chen Yang clutching his chest and coughing lightly, then said with concern, "It's time to change the medicine, let me help you..."

Chen Yang declined, saying, "I can do it myself...don't bother you..."

"Don't bother... Besides, your injury is to save me..." Chang Huan was very persistent, and he pulled Chen Yang's sleeve and walked downstairs to the cabin, saying as he walked, "I can't help you." You are in pain, nothing else can help, it is still possible to change the medicine... At least it can make me feel better--"

Chen Yang stumbled and followed behind, after listening, he didn't refuse any more.

At the cabin bedroom table, Chen Yang was sitting on pins and needles, his face was flushed, his palms were sweating, and he didn't know where to put them.

Seeing that there were already bottles and clean bandages on the table, Chang Huan sat in front of Chen Yang and wanted to loosen her neckline.

"I will do it myself..."

Chang Huan noticed Chen Yang's uneasiness, thought she was also afraid of pain, and said, "Don't be nervous, I will be very careful, very lightly..."

"Mm--" Chen Yang turned his head slightly as he spoke, not daring to look at Chang Huan.

Then, Chen Yang discovered that once Chang Huan started to do things, he was very serious, as if...he didn't like to talk anymore.

After untiing the blood-stained belt and throwing it on the table, Chang Huan felt both grateful and distressed. With one hand, he gently pulled the skirt of Chen Yang's collar, and with the other hand, he picked up the medicine bottle and sprinkled the healing powder carefully, and suddenly stopped. .

Chen Yang felt the pause and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's nothing..." Chang Huan was taken aback when he saw the cinnabar mole on his chest, but quickly continued to apply the medicine.

When Chen Yang saw that Chang Huan stood up and approached to pass the bandage under her armpit, the warm breath, with a hint of body fragrance, made the uncontrollable heartbeat even more chaotic.

After the wounds on his chest and shoulders were healed, Chen Yang's face was still hot, and he said, "I can do it myself..."

"I've already got my hands wet, so I'll do it..." Long said, he rolled up his sleeves, and frowned when he saw this, "It seems that the wound is oozing blood again, some adhesions, and it will hurt a little, bear with it..."

Chen Yang's heart was full of warmth, he looked at Chang Huan who was busy with his head down, and said softly, "Actually, I'm not afraid of pain..."

"You lied to me, how can someone not be afraid of pain..." Chang Huan said, without stopping, saw an irregular scar next to the wound, in order to divert Chen Yang's attention, also out of curiosity, said, "The scar you have here is so strange, but was it injured when you were on a mission before?"

"Something... not all..."

Chang Huan raised his eyes and said, "How to say?" After saying that, he tore off the last layer of bloody bandage.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, stretched it out again, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Last year in the capital, Chen Yu and I followed a target and entered a mansion, and were discovered by the guard... I didn't run away." However, I was caught up..."

"That nursing home, is Qinggong so good?"

"No, it's because I'm afraid of dogs, I didn't react for a while...I lost the opportunity..."

Chang Huan burst out laughing suddenly, retreated back, and said, "You mean, that nurse is a dog, and you...was bitten by a dog?"

"Hmm..." Chen Yang didn't understand where the joke was, Chen Yu was the same way back then, not only didn't help, but also laughed happily like Chang Huan.Chen Yang Wenyan asked curiously, "Where is it funny? Is it like this scar? It was bitten by a dog, so it's funny?"

Chang Huan covered his stomach, shook his head with a smile, and said, "No... just thinking about how you are so strong in martial arts and being chased by dogs all the way, I can't help but want to laugh... You said, too There is a sense of the picture..."

After hearing this, Chen Yang immediately laughed too.

After Chang Huan finished tying the knot on his arm, he glanced out the window and said worriedly, "It's getting dark...Why isn't Ah Cuo back...I'll go to the deck to see if she's back... "

"Let me accompany you... just go out to get some air..." Chen Yang got up and walked behind.

Chang Huan did not refuse.

A string of lanterns had already been hung high on the mast of the deck. Not long after Chang Huan and Chen Yang arrived, they saw a figure running lightly from the shore and flying onto the boat.

An Cuo was very happy to see Chang Huan waiting for her.

"A Cuo--" Chang Huan ran over happily, saw the dust on Ah Cuo's clothes, and a thin bloodstain on his brow bone, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it lightly, and said, "Did you fight with someone? Does it hurt?" ?”

An Cuo shook his head and said, "It's nothing... just now... I accidentally fell."

Bursts of fragrance emanated from the paper bag carefully guarded by An Cuo.

After hearing this, Chang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the paper bag, and said, "Are you going shopping? Is it sweet-scented osmanthus muffin?"

An Cuo was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to give it away, and explained with a bitter face, "It's just out of the oven, and I want you to eat it while it's hot. When I was in a hurry, it seemed to be squashed when I wrestled just now... I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it. ..”

But Chang Huan snatched the paper bag over, leaned close to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "It's so fragrant--" As he talked about the inner and outer layers, he couldn't help but said, "Why are there so many layers. ..”

An Cuo lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that the heat will dissipate on the road, so I asked the guy to wrap a few more layers..."

Chang Huan saw that it was really flattened, the sponge cake was no longer loose, it looked like a sticky cake, but he still picked up a piece, put it in his mouth and took a big bite, while chewing with a smile on his face, he said, "It's still a familiar taste...It's still the same recipe...Ah Cuo, you can try it too..."

Seeing how sweet Chang Huan's food was, An Cuo was overjoyed, swept away all previous scruples and unhappiness, picked up a piece and ate it, and smiled, "It's so sweet..."

Chen Yang, who seemed to be forgotten by Chang Huan, watched the scene quietly, then turned and left silently.

"Chenyang—this one is for you to eat..." Chang Huan took two steps, handed over what was in his hand, and said with a sweet smile, "Try it quickly, it doesn't look good, but it tastes very good."

Chen Yang was jealous of An Cuo who was always stingy, so he didn't reach out, but Chang Huan pulled up her sleeve and forced it into her palm.

Chen Yang said, "Thank you..." After finishing speaking, he happened to meet Chen Yu face to face when he went downstairs.

"What is so fragrant?" Chen Yu said, seeing that Chen Yang ignored her, he turned his head and saw the paper bag in Chang Huan's hand.

Before Chen Yu could speak, Chang Huan also gave out a piece, and said with a smile, "Chenyu, come quickly, this piece is for you—"

An Cuo was originally jealous of Chen Yang, but seeing that Chen Yu was involved, he knew that Chang Huan was just pure and kind.

Chen Yu took a bite bluntly, looked at An Cuo and said, "The urgent thing you said is to buy this thing?"

An Cuo gave Chen Yu a cold look, took Chang Huan's hand, interlocked his fingers, and said softly, "It's cold outside, let's go back to the room..."

The story of the Blind Mountain made An Cuo very sad, and this sweet-scented osmanthus muffin was the only consolation she could think of.For her, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most urgent thing.

Holding hands together, like a heart.Chang Huan turned his head frequently, his autumn eyes were as bright as stars.

An wrongly met the starlight in his eyes, and thought, in the future, there will be no more pain... there will be sweetness, and there will be me...