Yanyun Fengyue

It should just be that his comrade-in-arms is drunk and he needs to carry him back, what's there to be angry about?

Huai Yan was a little hard to control himself, he repeatedly told himself not to think about it, but the attachment of that person leaning against Lu Jingyun's head was very much like a kiss...

Since he came to Jinyang, he has time to drink with others, but can't he take the time to look at himself?

Huai Yan thought of the garden that Ms. Chu planted in front of Lu Jingyun's house, and felt like a stick in her throat.He went to the window and turned on the phonograph, and babbling songs flowed out, "Laugh on auspicious days and good days, why do shark pearls turn into tears", it was the play he often listened to when he was reading newspapers in Yanyun, Huai Yan raised his eyes to see The autumn moon outside the window hangs there unchanging and undisturbed, and the halo is covered by the mighty flowing clouds like rolling waves, which are quickly blown into the air in a short while.The surrounding city gates are lonely and desolate, and the leaves of the weeping willows under the wall have fallen a lot, rolling on the mottled blue bricks, making a small rustling sound, Huai Yan suddenly envied everything outside the house, following a gust of wind, doing For a month, what trouble can there be?Just enjoying the night is enough.

But what about living in the human world?There are thousands of emotions, and there will be a lot of sorrow...

He forgot that he still had the wind and cold on his body, and stood in the wind for a long time, suddenly felt a sharp itching in his throat, leaned over and coughed violently, and there was a fishy taste on his tongue.Huai Yan drank some water, took the honeysuckle pill in his mouth, finally settled down and picked up the script to read, when he heard someone knocking on the door gently.

The inn in the ancient city is still decorated in the old fashion, so naturally there is no cat's eye, but Huai Yan recognized the man from the tall figure reflected on the carved door, he continued his previous attitude and ignored it, only walked back to the table Reading under the lamp, within two seconds of flicking, the window that had been closed just now was broken open, Lu Jingyun stepped in, and conveniently put the tools of the crime on the window sill.

"Go out." Huai Yan kept his eyes on the paper, and only pricked up his ears to sense the man's every move. He could feel that as soon as he said this, Lu Jingyun's footsteps froze there, and he didn't move any closer.

Huai Yan got angry and turned his face away to show that he was indifferent to seeing off the guests, but he was somewhat nervous in his heart, he was afraid that he would really leave.

"Why is Mian'er angry?" Lu Jingyun didn't leave, and coaxed him softly, "I have indeed been in Jindi for a long time...but I just got out of the army today..."

It's really a matter of avoiding the important and taking the light.Huai Yan never expressed any intention of blaming and complaining because of his busy work. How could he not understand the responsibility on his shoulders... The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. He put down the script and walked into the canopy bed. The lotus-colored curtain isolated Lu Jingyun from the outside.

He forgot to hold a candle to the bedside, and the tent was pitch black. He felt for the quilt to cover him, and someone quickly came in and pressed his shoulders. My limbs and flesh could not struggle, my lips were blocked tightly again, and my strong tongue entangled in. For a while, the clouds were like rain, and the earth was turned upside down. The resentment and jealousy in my heart just now did not know where to throw it. Where did it go... Huai Yan didn't wake up until he was sweating and panting slightly, he pushed him away some distance, covered his lips and said: "I caught wind and cold a few days ago... I'm afraid I'll hurt you... ..."

"Give it to me, Mian'er will be fine..." Lu Jingyun clasped her arms even tighter, her legs clamped onto his knees, her belly pressed against her waist, and she felt that she wanted to refuse to return even if she struggled and twisted unintentionally. Welcome, he has been thinking about him these days, and now his passion is burning, and he really can't hold it back.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feeling that the man began to kiss her neck eagerly, Huai Yan tilted her head and dodged, "Don't mess with this place...I covered it up for a long time last time...It's not convenient for the crew."

"Really?" Lu Jingyun panted and let him go, raised his eyebrows a little complacently, Huai Yan sat up and raised a gap in the tent, the beating light of the red candle fell on him as he expected, Lu Jingyun saw two or three petals of red plum hickeys on his neck, and couldn't help feeling how sensitive and tender his skin was, and at the same time, he was satisfied and secretly pleased.Huai Yan had been watched by him for a long time, but he was a little shy. He asked, "Did I get tanned a lot?"

"You look good no matter what." Lu Jingyun went to untie the thread button between his collar, looked at the sun-dried color line and smiled, "It seems that I practiced my foundation in the military camp at that time, and now the line is also very good. good."

"Don't ask for credit, that's the foundation I practiced when I was doing work on the pier." Huai Yan pulled the quilt to separate himself from him, "I just found out that Mr. Lu is a scheming man. That never happened."

"Do you still remember?" Lu Jingyun was a little surprised, Huai Yan didn't know what Silver Wolf said to him, so why did he care so much?Presumably it was similar to his own hostility towards Liang Wenmo, when he first attended a banquet at Delixuan, he did not have a good impression of this writer.

"He is Silver Wolf...you probably didn't recognize him." Lu Jingyun said, "I came to Jin to suppress the bandits, and the operation is now coming to an end... just now is my farewell to him, and I think we will never see each other again. "

Huai Yan didn't expect it to be him. Hearing this name, he naturally thought of those blazing eyes, "He is a bandit, you are an official... To get along like this, do you think there is some friendship?"

Lu Jingyun lay down sideways on the porcelain pillow, held Huai Yan in front of his chest, and told him about his acquaintance with Silver Wolf, and how they united against the enemy. Huai Yan heard that they lived and died together, and saved each other. Although he was no longer angry, he felt sour in his heart, "It would be great if I was here at that time, so that when you recall this past, you will think of me."

"Mian'er is so stupid, I hope you are safe and sound...I don't want you to do this." Lu Jingyun scratched the tip of his nose.

"I want to be with you..." Huai Yan leaned on the position of his heart, feeling the firm beating there, "It's the best if I can help you."

Lu Jingyun suddenly fell silent. He remembered the original intention of the man in his arms to enter the military academy behind his back, and it probably had something to do with this sentence. A hot and sour emotion made his throat tremble, and he couldn't say anything, just hugged him Tighter... At this time, Huai Yan thought about the garden again, and complained softly, "I'm really worried about Yuan Zhao's talent and appearance. There is Miss Chu in the army, and there is a silver wolf in the mountains... "

"Do you know Chu Yun?" Lu Jingyun was quite surprised, so Huai Yan told him what he saw the day he came to the villa. Eat vinegar once? If you don't like it, I'll make it clear to her when I get back."

"A movie fan is a movie fan...that's different." Huai Yan has always separated work and life, "I believe my movie fans will not do anything out of the ordinary."

After saying this, he suddenly thought of Liang Wenzhe, his heart sank, and then thought of Liang Wenmo, and he simply planned to explain Liang Wenmo's matter clearly.

"I want to tell you something tonight." Huai Yan turned over and got out of bed, took out a few envelopes from the suitcase and handed them to Lu Jingyun, "Liang Wenmo is collecting folk songs in the south of the Yangtze River...we have passed several letters here, and they are all here. Now, you can see, the chatter is all about local culture, travel experience, or the idea of ​​story creation... there is no such speech."

Lu Jingyun didn't open it, he stacked the letters and put them on the case table, "Since you and I have already made up our minds, if I'm really worried about this, I'd seem petty... It's just... that Mian'er never wrote to me. letter……"

Huai Yan saw that he was disappointed, the light in his eyes seemed to dim, and he was as distressed and guilty as something, and hurriedly said: "If it wasn't for fear of causing trouble, I would like to write to you every day... But lovesickness always needs to be resolved. way, you see."

He took out a thick sketchbook with a password from the box, opened it and handed it to Lu Jingyun. Lu Jingyun turned over two pages and then fell out with Ji. The distant mountains, the city walls at sunset, the old houses in the alleys...all of them are the images of the two of them. Lu Jingyun sighed softly. He remembered the painting that was destroyed many years ago, and his eyes were wet unconsciously. , People who are born with love always miss the past.

Lu Jingyun then turned back and saw Haizi behind his villa. A small boat was roughly sketched beside the reeds, and a few stars were dotted in the sky, which was beautiful and peaceful.Impulsive in his heart, he leaned over and pressed Huai Yan to the couch, the curtain fell off and covered them all, in the dark purple light, the carcass was white and attractive, he bit the dogwood on the right side of the man, Huai Yan Just couldn't help it, the voice of Qingquan in the past was a little hoarse, panting, as lewd and seductive as a cat in a spring night.

"What do you want to draw on this page?" Lu Jingyun Youyan asked on his chest.

"...I don't draw anything, I just like that piece of sea...the sir is overthinking." Huai Yan didn't admit it.

"Since I can't remember it, let me help you remember it." Lu Jingyun lifted his long legs and pinned it behind his waist, "Give me this book, it will look better if you fill it with air-colored ink... um... ..." As she spoke, she kept moving her hands and body, "Mian'er...you're...so hot inside today."

"The wind and cold haven't healed yet... My head is burning and dizzy." Although Huai Yan was tired, he let him go. He was secretly surprised that he had such a desire when he was sick. "The book is full of sketches. The drawing is rough, if Yuanzhao wants to paint, the lines may have to be redrawn..."

"Drawing the handwriting you have drawn, how can I find it troublesome." The man moved rhythmically, his thin lips tightly sealed his breath, and the aroma of Yunnan white pearls was lingering in the incense burner. Tonight, only one person drank the Chengjiu, but the two Everyone is drunk.

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