The style is different [Comprehensive]

Xie Linyun drank most of the jar of wine, and because of what Hei Diao did, he blew the night wind for an extra half an hour.

After returning to her residence on Junshan Island, she washed up briefly and lay down.

It's another year of reunion festival, and the moonlight outside the house is just right.

The ticking sound of the watchdog beside the bed reminded her that it was late at night.

When sleepiness came, she heard herself sigh.

According to the medical scriptures, it is easy to have many dreams after drinking. She has never experienced it before, but this time she has tasted it.

She had a long, long dream, and all the people she had seen these days appeared more or less for some time.

Wuming was chattering with her about finding a new way to make money, Lin Chaoying stood under the peach blossom tree smiling and correcting Ximen Chuuxue's moves, Dugu Qiubai sat by the lake, holding the sword and turned around and asked her if she would like to fight?

Among them were Bai Baiyu who came to climb her shoulders with wine, Ye Gucheng who stood on the tower and looked at the sword with a light on, and Li Zhiling who once again teased and asked her if she wanted to go back to Tianshan to eat, drink and have fun with him.

At the end of the scene, when the scene changed, she was standing beside the fire under the hilltop tonight.

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't look up at her, but said to her calmly: "Your wine is really bad."

Xie Linyun frowned: "Why are you still so picky?"

He didn't answer, just drank the last bit by himself.He finally raised his eyes when the wine was exhausted, and the incomprehension in his eyes could not be more obvious.

"Why are you still here?" Xie Linyun heard him ask himself.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

But he suddenly turned his back and said, "You should go."

Yeah?Should she go?

Xie Linyun repeated it several times in her heart, and finally realized: Yes, she should really go.

The scene in front of me seemed to be soaked and annihilated by water, and instantly became blurred, and the figure flickered, as if about to be broken.

Xie Linyun raised his hand, only to feel a coldness slowly pouring in from his fingertips, and finally spread to his whole body.

This feeling wasn't good at all, but she didn't wake up because of the bad feeling.

At the same time, under the night sky outside the house, there were suddenly layers of dark clouds that could not be detected by the naked eye.

The moonlight was covered, and in the darkness, the first drop of rain this autumn fell.

The raindrops hit the eaves, making a crackling sound.The sound pierced through the clouds and fog, and fell straight into Xie Linyun's dream.

Suddenly, Xie Linyun seemed to hear a voice calling his name.

She raised her eyes and saw only a touch of blue color that was getting lighter and lighter.

The next moment, the voice sounded again: "You should go."

Xie Linyun finally realized that this was a dream that was about to shatter, and the person who spoke was not the person she had seen far away tonight.

It was she who was reminding herself that she should go, and she shouldn't be nostalgic and say goodbye repeatedly.

Thunder and lightning rolled down, and the rain poured down. Xie Linyun finally opened his eyes.

She heard the complaints of the maid who was woken up by the thunderstorm outside, the rustling of the rain rushing through the yellow leaves of autumn, and the slightly mournful chirping of eagles mixed between the wind and the rain.

The thunder light flickered again, she turned over and sat up, and looked around the room where she had spent more than 1000 days and nights.

When she stepped out of the hospital, she also ran into two maids who were hurriedly going to the forest to collect dried fruits.

The two of them squeezed under the same umbrella, they were already reluctant, but when they saw her, they moved the umbrella over her head without hesitation, and said anxiously, "Master of the lake, why did you come out without an umbrella? "

"Yes, it's raining a lot!"

Xie Linyun smiled, pushed their hands back, and said, "Don't worry about me."

As the voice fell, another bolt of lightning happened to strike in the air.Only then did the two maids see clearly that although their lake master didn't hold an umbrella, he didn't appear to be in any distress.

Those raindrops fell on her as if they had entered wider lakes and oceans, causing only the tiniest ripples.

"Then, where are you going?"

"Yeah, it's so late..."

Xie Linyun glanced at the expressions on their faces, with a gentle smile, but finally turned around without answering and strode into the Taolin.

She stepped on those fallen leaves that were about to wither, and every step she took, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated an inch.

When she walked to the lake, the sudden rain had gradually subsided.

The moon was still hanging in the sky, perhaps moved a little to the west, and looked farther away than before falling asleep.

Xie Linyun bent down and sat down beside the old willow tree by the lake, and dug out an old wine bag hidden under the root of the tree with the red gun in his hand.

There is no wine in the wine bag, but it is still heavy in the hand.

She thought about it and hung it around her waist.

When the maids collected the dried fruit that was hanging in the forest, the thunderstorm just ended.

The two put away their umbrellas and came over, wanting to see what the lake master was doing when he came out in the middle of the night.

But out of the peach forest, as far as the eye can see, there is only an endless calm lake.

The boat on the shore has not moved, the full moon reflected in the center of the lake is brilliant and brilliant, the night breeze is blowing, and there is no one in sight.Only under the old willow that lives the same life as the island below, there is a patch of uneven new soil that is different in color from other places.

The new soil was quietly piled up under the tree, and when viewed from a distance of three feet, it looked a bit like an insurmountable lone peak.

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