[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

A dish of tea cakes, a pot of pear fragrance, almost all went into my stomach.I reached for the last piece of tea cake, thought about it, and finally pushed the plate to Zhang Liang.

"Hey, I'll leave a piece for you to taste, I'm a very nice person."

Such a delicious tea cake, after 15 years, I finally tasted it again.

"Thank you." Without being polite, he picked up the tea cake, held it to his lips, and ate it in small bites.

Although the movements are extremely elegant, they are full of Xiaojiabiyu's posture.

I couldn't help laughing, and the laughter gradually became louder. He didn't care. After eating the tea cake, he took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his lips lightly, before asking, "What's the matter for you?" so happy?"

"Master Zhang, how you eat."

"Is it interesting?"

"Like a woman."

"Oh?"

"Shouldn't a man swallow it with pride?" I laughed, "But do you know how many bites you took?"

"Swallow it in one gulp? You'll choke." Zhang Liang said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Yo, Xiao Mian, I have learned to love myself."

"That's natural." Zhang Liang smiled, raised his eyebrows, but suddenly lowered his voice, "Otherwise, who would love me?"

It was a joke, not a joke tone.

Feeling a little sad in my heart, it quickly expanded, and I asked almost subconsciously: "Is the wound on Mr. Zhang's wrist healed?"

"Hmm." He said softly.

"let me see."

"No."

"why?"

Maybe it's because I have long been accustomed to his responsiveness, but this time he refused, and I felt very abnormal.

"Do it yourself, or me?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Men and women don't know each other." Zhang Liang shook his head pretending to regret, but I grabbed his hand when he wanted to withdraw, "Ah Zhen, even if you read it, you won't be responsible to me."

"Sure enough, I have to do it myself, so you will be good." I also shook my head pretending to regret, and then rolled up his sleeves unceremoniously.

On the night of the full moon, the silver light was in full bloom, floating on the table like a layer of autumn frost.I could clearly see the mottled spots on his white wrist, and even the scars on his fingers hadn't faded at all.

"It's not good at all, have you applied the medicine?" I was a little angry, could it be that Liu Laosan was so stingy to a certain extent that he didn't even reimburse the ointment... No, Liu Bang can still reward him with pear fragrance, the ointment must be will give.Could it be that he was too busy to apply the medicine?

With a handsome face like jade, but with messy hands, it's so uncomfortable to look at.I said sullenly: "Master Zhang, don't you know that the hand is the second face of a man? It is also for meeting people."

"So, my second face is completely disfigured."

"It's not quite... is it? Right? In my humble opinion, if you apply the medicine on time, there is still a chance to regain its attractive luster."

For a while, I said "my son" arrogantly, and for a while, I said "my servant" in a doggy manner, and I can switch freely.

He said softly: "It's okay, there are some things that should be remembered."

"What's the matter?"

"You, do you still have any doubts?"

"Can't you remember if you don't?"

"..." He stopped talking, just looked at me with calm eyes.

He didn't ask me the purpose of my visit, but instead asked: "Ah Zhen, do you want to know the story about Ah Mo?"

Ah Mo, the boy I killed not long ago, looks very similar to me—don’t worry, there must be no blood relationship.

I still have Ah Mo’s brocade handkerchief in my pocket, and it says crookedly on it: “Mother, I’ll come back when the world is settled.”

"...I killed him."

"I know, Ah Zhen advocates the once-and-for-all approach." Zhang Liang was not surprised, and continued after a pause, "Ah Mo is Korean, just like us, but he has not been to Xinzheng. After the country was destroyed, Ah Mo and his family traveled all the way, and finally settled in Xiangcheng."

"Xiangcheng?" Wasn't the city slaughtered by Xiang Yu?

"Xiang Yukeng killed all the people in Xiangcheng, and Ah Mo was the only one who escaped. Later he joined the Han army and vowed to avenge his relatives. He also said that he would return to his hometown after revenge. His mother is still alive. He always wanted to go to Xinzheng to see it, but he said he wanted to see it for his mother, and then he went back and told her about it.”

"...That's really a pity, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it again." When I killed him, I didn't hesitate at all, but now I regret it.

"Ah Zhen, it is easy to destroy a person's dream." Zhang Liang shook his glass and poured the wine on the ground, "...but it is very difficult to realize a person's dream."

There is a forest on the back mountain of Xiaoshengxian Village, which was created by wind and rain for a hundred years or more. However, the fire burned it down in a few days.After the burning, no grass will grow on the land, and it may not be able to return to its original appearance for a hundred years or more.

"Zhang San, tell me, does karma exist in this world?" This is the question Chen Ping asked me.

"What do you think?" He asked back.

"I think so." I shrugged my shoulders, "So, I will definitely die a miserable death in the future, ranging from being pierced by a thousand arrows to being torn apart by five horses."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Zhang San, do you believe in reincarnation and afterlife?"

"... Me," Zhang Liang nodded, and said calmly, "I don't believe it."

"why?"

"Don't lament this life, don't want the next life."

"I'm really looking forward to the next life." I thought for a while, and said, "In the next life, I must be a comfortable animal, such as a pig's head... No, no, no, the pig's head is fine. It will be killed soon for meat Now, the horse seems to be working hard, so let me be a bird."

"Ah Zhen doesn't want to be a human anymore?"

"Inappropriate." I shook my head firmly, "People have brains and can think, so people always live very hard. Look at the two of us, how hard we live, and we don't know when we will be the first day."

"Then if there is an afterlife, then Ah Zhen and I will be two crows." He propped his chin up with his left hand, his expression was as lazy after a few drinks, and there were sporadic smiles in his eyes.

Crows... I don't want to be a bird that even black crows can't like, but I'm curious why he wants to be a crow: "Zhang Liang, crows are not loved by people, they are very unlucky birds .”

"I know."

"Then why?" Why do you still want to be a crow?

... so useless.

"If I am a crow and you are a crow, then we can only rely on each other." Zhang Liang paused, and then said, "No one will argue with me anymore, you will always be mine alone."

...Such nasty words, obviously only me or Mo Ya back then could have said it, Zifang, Zifang, you really have been with Liu Laosan for too long, not only have you learned how to drink, but you have also learned how to be nasty , became numb after drinking =. =

"Zhang San, you drank too much, and your mind is a little blurred." I patted his shoulder and said softly, "You shouldn't be able to say this, it should be my line."

"Then let me tell you."

"Oh, but," I smiled, as if answering him, more like muttering to myself, "...I can't even say it now."

Guan Guan Ju Dou, in the river continent.

Slender Zhang Liang, Ji is really nice.

poo.

Youya, you're tossing and turning.

When I woke up, it was daylight outside.

A night without dreams.

"You're awake." Zhang Liang was bathing in the soft morning light, when he saw me coming out of the room, he turned his face to the side and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Yeah." I nodded, rubbed my eyes and muttered, "I'm hungry."

"There is a good breakfast shop in Xingyang City, I'll take you there."

"Okay." Is there no breakfast in his house?Or can you be reimbursed at public expense when you go out to eat?

The policy of the Han camp is indeed different from that of the Chu camp.

Xingyang City, North and South Streets.

...Actually, Zhang Liang was teasing me.

The army of Western Chu had already surrounded Xingyang, and the corridors of Xingyang were being destroyed continuously, and the food was becoming more and more scarce.

Where else can there be a good breakfast shop?

He brought me to a small building in Xingyang.

"Master Zhang, I'm starving to death."

I stared quietly at Zhang Liang, who smiled and took out the food box hidden behind his back.

In fact, I'm not blind, I've seen him carrying a food box a long time ago, but he always has a good face, I don't want to expose him and make him angry—what if?

There are tea cakes and tea in the food box.

He poured me a bowl of tea. I held the tea in my left hand and the tea cake in my right.The taste of the tea cake is very good, delicate and soft, light and elegant, one bite, the lips and teeth are fragrant, not as sweet and greasy as the sugar cake, it needs to be paired with salty bean curd.

"Ah Zhen, look at the sky."

In the sky, the morning sun rose from the clouds, and little by little, the sky also changed from orange red to light blue.

The wind brushes my cheek.

Good day, beautiful scenery, tea cake, fragrant tea.

At the end of March, at the beginning of April, everything is excellent.

"It's really enjoyable to watch while eating." I squinted my eyes, looking at the sun that has become dazzling, feeling very comfortable.

"If such a good scene can be made into tea cakes, it would be nice to taste it slowly." Zhang Liang said while wiping the tea cake crumbs from the corners of his lips for me.

"Zhang San, you really made this tea cake. The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, don't you remember?"

"When a gentleman stays away from the cook, he advocates benevolence and love, but he does not regard the cook as inferior."

"I really want to see you wash your hands and make soup. You must be very virtuous." The tea cakes are so delicious, and he is actually very talented in cooking. He is still messing around with Liu Laosan. The shopkeeper opened a store opposite the door to grab business.

Zhang Liang and I blew the wind on the tower for a long time, and when I was about to fall asleep comfortably, I suddenly heard him say: "Ah Zhen, don't call me Zhang San from now on."

I opened my eyes and asked, "What's your name? Master Zhang? Zhang Liang? Or Qilu Sanhua's beautiful purple morning glory?"

"Too long."

"What's that called?"

"Ovary, Ah Liang." He tilted his head and said softly, "Or...Xiao Liangliang?"

I laughed out loud, stretched out my hand to scratch his nose, and said, "How can you get drunk if you don't drink? You don't look like you anymore."

Back then, he hated the terms "Xiao Liangliang" and "Zhang Xiaomei". Only when I obediently called him "Mr. Zhang Liang" or "Mr. Zhang Liang" would he reluctantly give me a good look.

He once abandoned his poor clothes.

"Ovary." This is still a more appropriate title, I rubbed the corners of my swollen eyes, "It's too windy, I should go back."

I stood up, and the body that was about to move was pulled by a force, and then fell into a familiar thin embrace.

I once regarded it as a treasure.

"Ah Zhen, I regret letting people take advantage of me." He whispered in my ear, and the next moment, he let me go.

The last cold and profound words, many years later, when I think about it, it is hard for me to imagine that it would come from the gentle and personable mouth of him.

"What is lost, one day, I will take it back with my own hands, all of it."

In fact, he is the same as me, his heart is incomplete, and he becomes worried about gain and loss because of inseparability.Although his heart is strong, the crack in his heart cannot be filled no matter what.

No matter how warm the sun was overhead, it couldn't penetrate that crack, not even a shred of it.

I lived in Xingyang for a while, and Zhang Liang was free every day, wandering around with me, leaving our footprints in the entire Xingyang city.Chen Ping is very busy, and I don't know what he is busy with. He always smiles mischievously. When he sees Zhang Liang and me, he also has a look on his face, "Don't come here to disturb my thinking. I want to be a quiet and handsome man." " expression.

I have a bad feeling, although I don't know what monster Chen Ping will make, but someone must be unlucky.

"Zifang, I want to see your Pei Gong." If I kill him, I will retire.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "Now it's time to change the name to His Majesty."

"Then I want to see His Majesty Liu Laosan and see his beautiful face."

"Ah Zhen, it's not safe here, don't talk nonsense."

"Yes, yes, Master Zhang." I teased, "Let's go and see His Majesty Liu Laosan."

"Get rid of the first three words."

"Let's go see Liu Laosan."

"Ah Zhen!"

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, let's go see His Majesty." Seeing that he was a little angry, I stopped teasing him and changed my words sensibly.Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant, I said again, "Don't worry, I will definitely not kill him, even though Fan Zeng asked me to kill him."

"Ah Zhen, you—" Zhang Liang obviously knew my purpose a long time ago, but he was surprised that I could tell him personally.

I scratched my head embarrassingly, and said with a guilty conscience: "When I killed Han Wangcheng back then, I was heartless. Now that I have recovered my original heart, I will never fight against you again, let alone embarrass you. I promise." At the end, I added another sentence: "Although I can't stand with you."

The last sentence made his expression gradually freeze again.

Before he could speak, I touched my nose and hurriedly said: "It's getting late, let's go see His Majesty."

I figured that Liu Laosan was either eating or washing his feet. Who knew he was eating and washing his feet at the same time.And it is absurd that a girl feeds him and a girl washes his feet.

There was even a girl singing a song, her voice was melodious and desolate, the vicissitudes of time had changed her face, but it did not change the melancholy between her brows.

Songs are new songs, people are old people.

"The kindness of the king in this life is not enough, I hope that there will be a life to transform the spring mud. The geese pass without traces, the wind is sentimental, and life and death are forgotten in the rivers and lakes."

The boy Wan Ge danced his sword against the wind under the moonlight, and the faint moonlight softened the sharpness and indifference on his body.

He said, Ji Zhen, if you die, I will kill everyone here to be buried with you, including myself.

As time passed and the stars moved, his black hair turned into snow-white hair, but there was a small arc around his lips, which was already alluring.

His life ended in the early spring of that year.

Gradually, the wind rises, and the flowers float, and I finally remember that he and I first met under the peach blossom tree.

—Are you new here?

--Yes.

--What's your name?

--I……

— How about calling you late song?

"Laughing and talking flowers in front of people, whoever listens to crying behind people. The one who loves you is you, whoever is wrong and whoever is right has no basis."

I still don't understand where Long Qie's attachment to me comes from.

In my memory, the first time I met was at his house. There was no romance between the desperate thief and the young master who was taking a bath.The second meeting was in Sanghai. The student who lived under the fence and the general who fell into the grass had no romance.

But he always protects me and helps me again and again.

Therefore, what is owed to him may not be clear in this life.

"You are the tenderness in the eyes, and the flowers and water drift in the love. You are the holding hands in the dream, and there is nowhere to wake up in the entanglement of life."

When I close my eyes, I can even see myself at the age of 13, persistently following behind the boy Zhang Liang, stepping on his shadow with strides, smashing countless ancient sunsets repeatedly.

He frowned angrily in front, and I smiled happily in the back.

I used to think that following this would be a lifetime.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to give Liang Zhen a warm relationship chapter, which can be regarded as making up for Ah Zhen and Liang Dian.But I found that no matter how relaxed their conversation was, there was a lot of sadness in it.The gulf between them is too deep, since they were teenagers, people have been killed because of them (of course, the Nongyu incident directly blamed Baifeng).

In fact, no one is wrong, it is born at the wrong time.If you were born in a peaceful age, it's easy.

Until now, the two of them are unaccompanied, except for the one who connects their lives, who is also the adopted son of someone else. (Zhang Liang: QAQ)

This is the end of the memories, and now it's time to kill Fan Zeng, try to let the old guy go more peacefully.

The last music of this chapter is "The Tomb of Infatuation", well, this song has traveled through time (laughs)

Small theater (not related to the main text):

Ji Zhen: You know how to drink now, did you learn badly from Liu Laosan?

Zhang Liang: Cough... Men need to socialize.

Ji Zhen: Entertainment?

Zhang Liang: You know the style here, and many of them have bed warmers. It is said that even Han Xin’s wooden stake has one. I keep myself clean.

Han Xin:. .