The small fresh life of the emperor's grandson

When Ye Zhixing took Zhou Yunren's hand to Qianchen Bookstore, he noticed that the child was absent-minded.

He raised his hand and poked the back of his neck, "What are you thinking, are you in love?"

"Ah?" Zhou Yunren's thoughts would turn, and he felt a little headache, "Sir, I won't fall in love when I was in school." Besides, he already, already has a sweetheart...

Taking a sneaky glance at Ye Zhixing, he found that the other person's attention was quickly attracted by the books on the bookshelf, and he touched his chest, feeling a little melancholy and depressed for no reason.

"Okay, it's okay to fall in love, I won't blame you." Ye Zhixing picked up a poetry collection published in an unknown year and flipped through it, without looking back, "It's just that you can't affect your studies because of falling in love. And , Most of the love in the student period is easy to die, don't take it too seriously, you have to know it in your heart."

Standing on the bookshelf opposite him, Zhou Yunren flipped through the books and muttered in a low voice, "I won't look for it if I say so, Mr. Long-winded."

Ye Zhixing smiled.

Putting down the physics exercises in his hand, Zhou Yunren turned his attention to other miscellaneous books. This bookstore is very strange, and the furnishings are very old. He saw thick dust in several corners, and the books were not classified. Waiting for customers to find out the secrets by themselves.If you can find the book you want, sell it, and if you can’t find it, let it go. Anyway, if you ask the bookstore owner if XXX has the book, he will always answer that he doesn’t know.

But there is rare tranquility and tranquility here, Zhou Yunren thought, Mr. probably also likes the environment here, there are no noisy human voices, and there are not many people reading books. Maybe there will be surprises, and you will find a good book by chance, hold it in your hand and taste it a few times, and then decide whether to buy it or not.

Of course, most of them are still old books.

Zhou Yunren found a copy of "Nalan Ci" from the bottom of the bookcase, was amazed by his blue cover, patted the dust on it, opened it casually and read a poem.

Very strange words, but buried slightly similar sorrow and desolation, lingering on the tip of the heart, unable to leave for a long time.

This is a passionate poet.

Zhou Yunren sat on the long bench in the bookstore holding this book with interest. He sat on one side, and Ye Zhixing sat on the other side with another book.The two looked at each other and smiled, but neither spoke. They only focused on the book in their hands, and looked up at each other from time to time, then continued to read.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard the owner of the bookstore yawn loudly, and a shadow surrounded him, so he raised his head and the corners of his mouth naturally raised, "Sir, have you chosen?"

"Well, what about you?" Ye Zhixing held up the two books in his hand, but the titles of the books could not be seen, and the covers were all solid colors, one white and one red.

Zhou Yunren thought for a while and put Nalan Ci back, and habitually made a gesture of lifting his robe, stood up and prepared to leave, "I still don't buy it, Nalan Rongruo's Ci is good, but occasionally It’s fine to read, but it’s not good to read too much. In comparison, I actually like Xin Qiji better.”

"Oh, what do you say?"

Zhou Yunren sighed, and his tone was more adult than adults, "Every capital of Nalan's poems is excellent, just like the long-term lovesickness I read just now is very touching. A journey through the mountains, a journey through the water, and a journey towards the elm. Walking on the side of the gate, thousands of lights in the night. The wind changes, the snow changes, the dream of the hometown is broken, and there is no such sound in the hometown. The sound is broken, and the sound is choked. If you read too much, you will cry Impulsive, feeling depressed and sad, lacking in passion. I am a person who is easily affected by emotions, and I don’t practice enough, so it’s better not to read too many of his words.”

Ye Zhixing said with some approval: "You can see your own shortcomings clearly. Every word of Rong Ruo's is a classic, and I like it very much, but it's really like what you said, you can't indulge in it, otherwise... it will... Staying in a sad mood and unable to extricate myself. Man, it's better to be bold and unrestrained. You prefer Xin Qiji, I agree!

Moreover, Xin Qiji's expressive skill is not bad, once the tough man becomes tender, it will be fatal.Tsk, if Mr. Jia Xuan wrote a love letter, he might not be inferior to Rong Ruo. "After speaking, I laughed first.

"That is, which song is your favorite, sir?"

"Most of them like it very much, and I can't say which song I like the most. For example, Nanxiangzi. Where can I look at Shenzhou? The Beigulou is full of scenery. How many things have risen and fallen through the ages? Youyou! The endless Yangtze River flows. Young and young, sitting in the southeast The war is not over. Who is the opponent of the heroes of the world? Cao Liu! You should be like Sun Zhongmou when you have children."

Zhou Yunren clapped his hands and sighed, and couldn't help singing softly: "Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, they fall in love with the upper floors. In love with the upper floors, they force their sorrows to write new words. Now they know all the sorrows, and they want to say it. They want to say it." Hugh, but said it was a cool autumn."

"Okay—" Ye Zhixing didn't expect him to be able to chant, "Where did you get this song, people who listen to it feel comfortable!"

"Taught by a teacher." Huang Taifu's proud work, did not expect that modern times can also win everyone's appreciation, unknowingly there are many passers-by around them, all attracted by Zhou Yunren's singing.

"Very few people can sing like that now." Ye Zhixing smiled and took him away from the crowd, "Which song will you sing again? Are they all fixed scores? Can they be used in other words."

"No, every word is sung in a different way. The rhyme is different, how can it be applied." Zhou Yunren showed a little complacent look, his voice is very clear, and because of the uniqueness of young people The youthfulness of the song, and the boldness of the newborn calf, so the singing of this poem is quite appropriate, which makes people feel unparalleled.

"One more song, there should be applause here!"

Zhou Yunren obviously didn't mind singing in the street, although he used to sing only a few times in Taimiao, but now he doesn't mind so much, he took a deep breath and sang slowly: "The eaves of the village dwellings are low and the huts are green and green on the stream. Grass. Drunk Li Wuyin is charming, who is the old woman with white hair? The older one is hoeing beans in the east of the stream, and the middle one is weaving chicken coops. I like the youngest rascal, lying on the head of the stream and peeling lotus pods."

Just in time, an old lady selling lotus pods came over with a basket and waved to them, "Fresh lotus pods, just picked this morning, how about two catties?"

Ye Zhixing went over to buy two catties with the corner of his mouth bent, and stuffed the stripped lotus rice into Zhou Yunren's mouth as he walked.

Children like to eat it very much. After eating a grain, they chanted a sentence, which attracted the amazement of the parents who walked by with their children.

The two catties of lotus pods were quickly eaten by the two of them. Ye Zhixing looked around at the restaurants and was not very satisfied, so he asked Zhou Yunren, "It's getting late, what do you want to eat? Here are beef noodles, wontons, and ramen noodles." , fried flower rice..."

"I will eat whatever sir eats."

"I eat...farts."

"...Well, it's fine, as long as you don't □□."

Ye Zhixing laughed out loud.

It was rare for Zhou Yunren to see him laughing so heartily, and he was stunned for a long time, staring blankly for a long time, his heart was hot, something seemed to be rushing out of his chest on the spot.

"Go, I'll take you to a barbecue!"

"Is it the kind where you put birds on skewers?"

"There is no grilled bird, there are grilled pork skewers, chicken legs, leeks, dried seeds, vegetables, etc..."

"Oh."

The two Xueba sat down on the barbecue stand, looked around, and saw that others were drinking beer, Ye Nanshen thought about it and ordered two bottles, planning to do it all by himself.

"Sir, what does this beer taste like?"

"Didn't drink?"

"I haven't drank."

Ye Zhixing handed him his cup. Zhou Yunren squinted his eyes and took a sip. He felt like horse urine and quickly stuck out his tongue, but the icy bubbles were very comfortable to drink, so he took a few more sips without paying attention. Drank a glass.

Ye Zhixing saw stinky tofu sold at a nearby stall, and remembered that the child must have never eaten it, so he got up and went to buy it.

Zhou Yunren remembered Mr. Huang's saying that a man who can't drink is not considered a good man, so he poured several glasses decisively, one after another, and finally felt that the wine was nothing, neither face nor head, and poured two more glasses.Before he knew it, he drank the two bottles of beer, and he didn't feel anything wrong.Ye Zhixing came back with stinky tofu, saw that the wine was gone, and gave the child a look, but said nothing, and ordered two more bottles, this time he was not allowed to drink again.

As a result, halfway through the meal, Zhou Yunren's face turned redder and redder. The local beer in Rongcheng is not weak, and most outsiders are not used to drinking it at first.Ye Zhixing poked the child's limp face, but there was no response, and he pinched his chin again, still no response, so he had to resign himself to dragging it up and reciting it, and went home!

Lying on his back, Zhou Yunren didn't stop, and after a while, he started to go crazy with alcohol, dancing and dancing, and sang another poem upside down.After listening for a long time, Ye Zhixing understood what he was singing. It turned out to be Su Shi's "Butterfly Love Flower".

"Flowers fade to red and green apricots are small - when swallows fly - green water surrounds people.

There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world—— ouch——

The swing inside the wall is outside the wall.Pedestrians outside the wall—the beauty inside the wall laughs—

Laughter gradually fades away, affectionate—passionate but ruthlessly annoyed—"

Ye Zhixing thought it was very funny, since he was only so young, he knew that there is love and no love, and that there is no grass in the end of the world, and the hair is not even straight, and he thinks he is a passionate son, hahaha.

Taking a short cut from the vegetable market, I saw someone selling magnolia flowers, in pairs, delicate and lovely, pure and flawless.I also bought a pair on a whim, and asked the old flower seller to hang them directly on the child's cufflinks, and swayed them every step of the way, swaying all the way under Ye Zhixing's eyes.

Zhou Yunren was still awake when he got home, Ye Zhixing was as tired as a dog, he panted and threw him on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, patted his butt, left him alone, and went to take a bath.

The next day, Zhou Yunren was woken up by the stinky sweat on his body.When I got up and looked at my clothes, I knew that I went to bed without washing them last night, and I was immediately overwhelmed by myself. I took the clothes and washed them thoroughly. When I came out, Ye Zhixing was playing with the little carps in the lotus tank in the yard.

A gust of breeze blew past with a lingering fragrance of flowers, causing little ripples around the water lily, and water droplets splashing.Another gust of breeze blew over the flower barrier, lifting Ye Zhixing's open sleeves.His white shirt was only fastened with three or two buttons on his chest. At this time, it was half covered, revealing his tight belly and convex collarbone. His short hair, which was not too long, fell a little at the temples, and his whole person was so cool. extreme.

For a moment, time seems to stand still, and in this dimension of space, it is just like eternity.

Zhou Yunren paused, afraid of disturbing the tranquility, he called out cautiously: "...Mr."

"Yeah." Ye Zhixing turned around to look at him, there wasn't much expression on his face, but Zhou Yunren could feel that he was smiling at himself.

The two are facing each other, with a jar of pink and white water lilies in the middle.

For a long time, "Since you like Su Shi, let's silently write "Jiaxuan Long and Short Sentences" today."

Zhou Yunren: ...

A few days later, the team from Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School to Beijing No. [-] Middle School for the Sinology knowledge competition assembled in the playground, and Zhou Yunren was also among them. He was carrying a flat backpack and only brought some personal clothes and daily necessities. The book was a I didn't bring it.Surrounded by parents who are nagging their children non-stop, what they say is not what they say, cheer up or worry, etc. Most of them are nonsense.The teacher took great pains to separate them from the students, and wiped off his sweat to call the students to line up to get on the bus.

"Hurry up, this time the school has spent a lot of money, and the plane is flying!"

The students cheered like sparrows, and chattered again.

Zhou Yunren, who quietly followed the team with no expression on his face, seemed like a different kind.He listened carefully to the instructions of the teacher leading the team, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message after getting in the car.

Ye Zhixing didn't come to see him off.

"Sir, I'm off."

"...Bon voyage. Oh no, the plane can't have a smooth voyage. Take care. Remember to bring back some Beijing biscuits."

"You have nothing else to ask me?"

"No, I trust you."

Zhou Yunren had a shy smile on his face, holding his mobile phone and looking at the scenery outside the window, his palm was cold, but his heart was warm.

On the other end, Ye Zhixing came out of the office, holding his textbooks in his hands slowly, thinking about how he would kill the Quartet today and molested those funny students.After a while, a familiar phone number called, it was old A who had promised to help him.

"Things are progressing."

"Yes, I have found out who is going to kidnap your child... Well, it's that scumbag Xu Shengping. Tell me what to do. I don't have much evidence here. It may be difficult to sue him, but all you need is a word." Self-examination and I are on your side. Old J can go back to China and help you fight this lawsuit."

Ye Zhixing didn't speak for a long time, his teeth chattered when he opened his mouth, his eyes were terribly cold, "Keep the evidence for now, don't worry about it now."