Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The petals have all fallen and the winter has withered, and I am drunken and lost in dreams!

In the deciduous forest, beside the flowing water, the beautiful woman in my dream with every frown and smile is really just a dream!

Murong Ruoxi asked for the painting, the painting of herself!

But when she got closer, she found that she was not in the painting. Murong Ruoxi shook her head and took another look. The person in the painting was Mu Wanqian. She asked:

"How do you know Qian'er?"

At the same time, he reached out and patted the painter's shoulder!

When Murong Ruoxi turned around and looked at the painting again, the person in the painting was not Qian'er, but a fool!

"You, you, you know the idiot, tell me quickly, where is he?"

After Murong Ruoxi finished speaking, she walked towards the painting, reached out to touch the fool's face, and two lines of tears silently slid down!

When the tears dripped onto the painting, Murong Ruoxi could no longer see the idiot. What she touched was actually a skull face!

Murong Ruoxi closed her eyes again, and tried hard to open them. What she was touching in her hand was a figure, which was herself. There was also a river, a forest, and a pile of fallen leaves in the painting!

"Hey, a girl, after drinking so much, is she trapped by love? Hurt by love? Obsessed by hatred? Sighing for fate? Luo Ke, help her to the car!"

The painter flicked his right finger, and Murong Ruoxi, who was lying on the painting and crying, fell asleep. The coachman leaning against the tree picked up Murong Ruoxi and put her into the carriage!

The painter stared at the painting in front of him in a daze!

Murong Ruoxi's hands and tears wrote a word in the painting: love!

"Hey, is this your destiny? Love in a painting, soldiers on paper, they are all just a dream in this life!"

The painter put down his brush, stood up and looked towards the sunset!

"Luo Ke, take the painting, keep it safe!"

The coachman Luo Ke seemed to be a mute and didn't say a word from beginning to end!

When the sun set, the painter walked into the car and was stunned when he saw the beautiful woman sleeping under the crabapple tree. He must have been stunned by Murong Ruoxi's beauty!

"Luo Ke, let's go!"

The painter picked up a book and began to read it with great interest!

The coachman Luo Kezhe was on his way slowly, heading due east!

After dusk fell, a lamp was lit inside the carriage at some point, but the carriage did not stop, but continued to move slowly eastward!

The person reading in the car must be tired, rubbed his eyes and sighed:

"Winemaking is really troublesome, how come someone wrote a book about it? It's obvious that someone is dedicated to it!"

The person who was reading closed the book. There were only two words on the cover: Gu Chen!

"Humph, he is really a caring person. No, he is not a caring person. He is a loving person. He is cute but not destined to be with you!"

The reader saw from the corner of his eye a jug of wine in the carriage, in Murong Ruoxi's hand. It was the wine that Murong Ruoxi had not finished drinking. Luo Ke originally wanted to throw it away because the reader hated wine, but Luo Ke couldn't pry Murong Ruoxi's hand open, so he had to give up in the end!

The corner of the reader's mouth moved slightly, that was a smile, a faint smile! He reached out to pick up the jug of wine, but Murong Ruoxi really didn't let go. The reader pointed at Murong Ruoxi's wrist, and the jug was in his hand!

But the person reading the book looked at Murong Ruoxi, because there was actually true energy surging in her wrist!

"A thousand cups without getting drunk?"

The reader muttered to himself! He looked at the wine pot in his hand, and then glanced at Murong Ruoxi!

"Is this his disciple? Or his mistress? Is the old drunkard in love? No way! But I've never heard of him taking in a disciple!"

After the reader finished speaking, he opened the wine flask and smelled it first!

"After all these years, how come I have no feeling towards alcohol at all?"

After saying that, he took a small sip, which choked the reader. His nose and saliva started flowing, and his thin face turned red!

After a long time!

"You said that the wine you brewed with so much trouble is so unpalatable? The key is that you wrote it into a book, which hurt people a lot! You have no fate with love, is it because you persuaded others to drink and hurt them?"

The reader screwed up the wine jug and placed it next to Murong Ruoxi, then picked up a book and started reading. The name of the book was "Gu Chen Discusses How to Persuade People to Drink"!

After reading for an unknown amount of time, the reader muttered to himself:

"You old drunkard, you deserve to be unrequited love, what a mess you wrote!"

The reader threw the book aside and started reading the next one. There were two words "Gu Chen" on the cover, and it was also about wine!

"Luo Ke, where did you buy these books?"

The coachman Luo Ke did not respond, but two round plates flew in, with two words written on them: Manghuang!

The two discs were not made of paper, bamboo or jade. They looked like they were made of bone! They just swung around in the car and flew out again!

"He can only go to that deserted place to cheat people!"

That night, the reader did not sleep all night. He read books that day, all of which had the word "Gu Chen" in them. Every book was about wine. He was fascinated by some of them, while others made him sleepy. But he never looked at Murong Ruoxi again!

A gentleman has something he loves, and it is not women!

Murong Ruoxi slept in the car all night. She was lucky to have met a gentleman and a good person!

When the morning light shone into the carriage, the reader leaned against the carriage and fell asleep. Luo Ke did not stop, but walked slowly forward.

Murong Ruoxi finally woke up. In these days of displacement and in this situation where she was surrounded by enemies, she was able to sleep peacefully. Murong Ruoxi was really lucky and should be very content!

Murong Ruoxi stretched lazily and shouted:

"Qian'er, I saw the fool yesterday. The man was really like him. The fool didn't look stupid at all, he was actually very handsome!"

After Murong Ruoxi finished speaking, she suddenly sat up and opened her eyes! What she saw was a man! Murong Ruoxi was horrified, and she used all her luck to hit the man with a palm!

As a result, the carriage stopped, but a large piece of it fell off, and the man woke up, but was lying on the ground!

"Ouch!"

Murong Ruoxi finally woke up, and sobered up! She jumped out of the car and helped up the man, a middle-aged man in his forties!

"Sorry, sorry, I'm drunk!"

"He made me stay up all night, and I finally got a nap, but you hit me. No one who drinks is a good person!"

The middle-aged man stood up, not looking at Murong Ruoxi, but looking at the carriage!

"Oh! It's my car, you have to compensate me for this!"

Murong Ruoxi was really embarrassed, but she was also very surprised. She had just used her internal energy to hit the middle-aged man, but he was not hurt at all. Moreover, the coachman was sitting in the carriage from beginning to end without moving a single step!

Murong Ruoxi muttered in her heart:

"There's something wrong with these two people!"

However, Murong Ruoxi did not show any doubt at all, but kept apologizing!

The middle-aged man picked up a painting from the ground and got into the carriage, a leaky carriage!

"Get in the carriage! We'll find a big town and pay for my carriage!"

Murong Ruoxi hesitated. It looked like these two people were not normal, but she was really in the wrong!

"What? Are you afraid that I'm a bad guy? Look up at the sky. You slept in my carriage all night. I didn't have any interest in your appearance!"

The middle-aged man saw through Murong Ruoxi's little thoughts!

Murong Ruoxi's face was burning hot and her heartbeat quickened. She smiled awkwardly and got back on the carriage!

She really slept a whole night, and there was no abnormality in her body!

"I'm sorry, I'm drunk. I'll have to pay for the carriage!"

"I'm not drunk, I'm in love! Thinking about someone, it must be hard, right?"

Murong Ruoxi was stunned when she heard this. After a long time, she smiled a little embarrassedly! She did not respond, because this person was right, she was trapped by love!

The middle-aged man opened the painting, and Murong Ruoxi saw the word "love" at a glance, but she didn't know whether it was written by her or with tears!

The middle-aged man looked up at Murong Ruoxi and said:

"How about my painting?"

Murong Ruoxi was startled when she heard this, not knowing what the middle-aged man meant! But she still looked at the painting carefully!

A stream, a forest of dead trees, fallen leaves all over the ground, and a carriage!

That's it.

Murong Ruoxi shook her head, not knowing how to evaluate it! To say it was good-looking was really against my will, to say it was not good-looking was hurtful! To say it was just average was not suitable!

"Water is water, branches are branches, leaves are leaves, you are you, he is him, but you wrote the word love!"

Murong Ruoxi was shocked when she heard that, and looked at the word "love" carefully. She really didn't know that it was her handwriting!

The middle-aged man looked at Murong Ruoxi and said:

"You wrote this with your drunken tears. Wine is intoxicating, but love is hurtful!"