thousand words

The sun and the moon alternate, and the time grinds, and it is another new year on earth.

Liaoyi Chuixue Pavilion was lit up, and the door was surrounded by people. Qian Duoduo, wearing a leather jacket and a red flip-up fur cap, walked out with a shy stomach, glanced at the burning-eyed audience, and nodded in satisfaction. Sit down on the nanmu chair that had been prepared earlier, open the fan with a 'snap', and slap Xingmu with his right hand. In an instant, the audience was silent.

Two years ago, Qian Duoduo returned to Chuuxue Pavilion, the storyteller was smooth and his life went smoothly, and he became richer by accident, and the person became richer, and the storyteller became more and more loud and energetic. Entering the state: "Last time we said that in order to win the Shen Yudao, the former martial arts leader deceived the girl's heart and tried every means to get the little girl of the Lin family to marry him, but at that time he never expected that this girl turned out to be..."

Having said that, Qian Duoduo deliberately coughed twice, looked around pretending to be mysterious, and saw that the onlookers, both ordinary people and martial arts knights, looked curious. Qian Duoduo closed his fan and deliberately lowered his The voice said: "The girl turned out to be... is..."

"What is it!" Everyone asked together.

"It's the Xuannv of Nine Heavens who went down to the earth to experience calamity!" Qian Duoduo slapped the fan in his hand and said excitedly, "Xuannv experienced the calamity of love, in order to understand the common people and understand human feelings..."

"Tch——" There were boos all around, and someone asked, "Are you talking about Jianghu or legend?"

Qian Duoduo said: "Naturally, it means Jianghu."

"The Nine Heavens Profound Girls have come out, what kind of Jianghu is it? Is it true that the Jade Emperor will go down to the world in time? Hahaha..."

The onlookers burst into laughter, and the previous quiet and serious appearance disappeared.

Qian Duoduo didn't care, and continued with a smile, "This world is not that world..."

On the Chuuxue Pavilion, the private room on the third floor.

The man was wearing a snow-white fox fur and was leaning on the chair. The hot tea in front of him had just been brewed, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing.He looked at the person on the opposite side who was holding a jug and drinking heavily, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so many years, and your alcohol addiction is still the same as before. You are really crazy about alcohol."

"Look at what the pavilion master said, the Chuuxue pavilion is here, can you not taste the 'Hong Sanxiao' brewed by Hong Erniang?" Gu Shangqing raised his head and drank it, and sighed after drinking: "It's really good wine!"

Che Feiji smiled and said, "It's a blessing to be able to drink. I've been dying all these years, and I can't drink anymore."

Gu Shangqing put down the jug and teased: "You can't drink it, it's the one at home who won't let you drink it."

Che Feiji smiled awkwardly, noncommittal, and turned to ask: "How is it, is this trip to the Northern Wilderness going well?"

Gu Shangqing: "It's not going well, can I sit here?"

Che Feiji: "Also..."

Gu Shangqing: "How has the martial arts alliance been in the past two years?"

Che Feiji sighed softly: "It exists in name only. After Huo Lian's death, Huo Yunqi took over the Huo family, and Baili Mingqi took charge of the Qijue Villa. In the past two years, the former cleaned up the interior and reorganized the previous glory, while the latter gradually faded away. Qijue Villa is named after Qijue, now that Qijue has gone, why come to Qijue Villa..."

Gu Shangqing, who was once one of the seven masters, looked indifferent, waved his hands and said, "Isn't there still Yunxi Duanmu?"

"That old thief Duan Muhong has never shown his feet, but he hasn't done anything in recent years, and he has avoided the attitude of the Wulin Alliance. Without the support of famous masters, the Wulin Alliance is in name only, and even the Wulin Conference is three Years have not been held."

Gu Shangqing raised his eyebrows: "In this way, wouldn't the Duanmu family be the only one?"

Che Feiji smiled and said, "Duanmu wants to dominate his family, and Huo Yunqi is watching. It's not that easy."

Gu Shangqing laughed and nodded in agreement.

"It's been two years in a blink of an eye..." Gu Shangqing sighed softly, and said with emotion: "We are all old too."

"It's your old age, don't pull me in."

Gu Shangqing glared at him and scolded with a smile: "You really are, you kid, you got us, Mr. Rong, and now you come back to tease me..."

Che Feiji waved his hand, unable to hold back his smile: "Yes, yes, it's a slip of the tongue from the junior, the senior is still very young..."

Gu Shangqing also smiled.

The candle shadow flickered, and the wine went through three rounds.The Qianduoduo venue downstairs has already disbanded, and there are only two or three drunks lingering on the street.

Gu Shangqing is drunk after all, his eyes are still clear at this time, he put down the empty flagon and said softly: "How is the brat now?"

The tea in Che Feiji's cup had already cooled completely, he looked at Gu Shangqing and said calmly: "I thought you didn't ask him anymore."

Gu Shangqing shook his head and said: "He is like my own brother, how can I not worry about it."

Che Feiji: "It's still the same..."

"It's been three full years. Before I left, he..." Gu Shangqing frowned, his brows were frowned, and he asked after a long time, "Is Qian Yuhan still looking after you?"

Che Feiji's heart was a little astringent, and he said slowly: "Being with me by the bed, I will never give up day and night."

Gu Shangqing sighed and said: "Fate is playing tricks..."

There is a saying that "lover will eventually get married", but God treats Baili Mingyan and Qian Yuhan too unfairly, as if giving them all the suffering of punishing their partners in the world for betrayal, infidelity and betrayal.

Three years ago, Qian Yuhan passed away with poisonous hair, and there was no cure for it. Baili Mingyan got Rongshu to guide Yuxue Peak to enter the land of no one to pick the legendary fairy grass——Qingming grass, and bet on this legendary fairy grass. One possibility.

Baili Mingyan secretly took Qian Yuhan away, and when Che Feiji and Gu Shangqing found out, he had already disappeared. They didn't know whether Baili Mingyan had picked the Mingming Grass. But when he saw Qian Yuhan staggering down the mountain with Baili Mingyan on his back.

In the next two months, both of them were unconscious, but Ke Rongshu discovered that most of the past life poison in Qian Yuhan's body had been detoxified, and his life was no longer in danger, but Baili Mingyan suffered severe typhoid poisoning into his body, and his life was in danger.

In the third month, Qian Yuhan woke up and almost recovered.

In the fourth month, Qian Yuhan was able to live a normal life, while Baili Mingyan was still in a coma.

In the fifth month, Qian Yuhan was able to wield a sword, but Baili Mingyan was still in a coma.

In the sixth month, Qian Yuhan knelt down and begged Rongshu to heal Baili Mingyan, but Rongshu just sighed softly, "I have tried my best, it all depends on my own destiny." '

At this point, Rong Shu left Xiangshan, and came back every year on New Year's Eve to visit the sick, but now in the third year, Baili Mingyan still showed no sign of waking up.

"Want to take a look?" At the end, Che Feiji asked.

Gu Shangqing shook his head and said, "No, the brat is still awake, and I don't really want to see Qian Yuhan's cold face..."

On the Fragrant Hills, a secluded place, far away from the bustling world, so far away that you can't hear the New Year firecrackers, and every family is full of joy.

The Xiyuan Annex has always been deserted, even during Chinese New Year.

Rong Shu looked at the person in front of him, his face was still handsome but his eyes were lifeless, it seemed that he was no longer the legendary Qian Yuhan who shocked everyone when Chen Yu came out, he was like an old pine tree born in the wilderness of the extreme north, standing on its own The cold wind, the whole body is cold, only when seeing the closed eyes of the person in the back room will there be a trace of warmth in the cold eyes.

"You... seem to have lost a lot of weight." Rong Shu said lightly.

Qian Yuhan shook his head, and issued an order to evict the guest: "If Mr. Rong has nothing else to do, please go back first."

Rong Shu was helpless: "You didn't have this attitude when you begged me back then."

Qian Yuhan retorted: "You didn't agree to save him back then."

Rong Shu: "But I still saved it."

Qian Yuhan put down the shochu in his hand, looked up at Rong Shu, and said indifferently: "Mr. Rong is becoming more and more humane now."

Rong Shu inexplicably felt that his face was hot, and he really couldn't sit still. He stood up and said, "Then I'll go down the mountain and come back next year."

Qian Yu said coldly: "It's easy to go."

Rong Shu put on a mink velvet cloak, looked at Qian Yuhan's indifferent face and suddenly smiled: "Back then, Ming Yan knelt for three days and three nights and begged me to tell me the detoxification method, but I didn't want to tell him because I thought he would take another risk for you It's not worth it, now..." Rong Shu paused slightly, his voice faded as light as a feather: "Nowadays, it seems that the people who are awake are the most painful."

After sending Rong Shu away, Qian Yuhan boiled hot water, and used a hot towel to wipe Baili Mingyan's body, cleansing and combing his face little by little, once a day, without a break.

In the past three years, Baili Mingyan's face hasn't changed much, but his temples have turned gray a lot, which is clearly in his prime, but now he has silver hair and is bedridden.

Qian Yuhan leaned over and placed a kiss on Baili Mingyan's lips, carefully and tenderly.

"Ming Yan, why are you so stupid? You are the landlord of Qishang and a martial arts talent. If you like men as big as Jianghu, who can you find? You have to find me..."

Qian Yuhan rubbed the young man's pale face, and his heart ached again.Rong Shu is right, the sober ones suffer the most.Ming Yan has been looking for him for seven years, and he is afraid of being unable to sleep at night. Now he has guarded Ming Yan for three years, and he can see him and touch him every day, but even so, Qian Yuhan has never felt warm and accompanied, only hope The deep loneliness of the empty and silent courtyard...

"Haven't you slept enough after sleeping for so long? Ming Yan... When did you wake up?"

The person on the bed had his eyes closed, so he naturally wouldn't answer him, but Qian Yuhan waited until the warm towel in his hand became cold, then withdrew his nostalgic gaze and slowly got up.He took the crescent moon and sat back at the table to wipe Ming Yan's knife. If Ming Yan was awake, he would wipe the crescent moon every day. That was his habit. Now that he was asleep, he would do it for him.

He waited until the full moon was in the sky before he put down the crescent moon, took a pen and paper, and started his daily routine - writing letters.

Red candles piled up with tears, and the charcoal fire was slightly extinguished.

Qian Yuhan rubbed the ink and picked up the pen, and wrote the 750th and sixth letter to Baili Mingyan on the rice paper.

"I love Mingyan..."

The pen fell on the snow-white rice paper, and Qian Yuhan chatted a lot, talking about daily life, chatting about the anecdotes of the world, he hoped that one day when Ming Yan woke up and read these letters, he would know how much they have been together day and night all these years Days can make up for the days they missed. In the end, thousands of words are nothing more than the word "missing".

As soon as New Year's Eve is over, the New Year will come, and after the Lantern Festival, spring will come.

Baili Mingyan had just planted a peach tree in the courtyard when he was building the Xiyuan Annex, but because he was running around and had no time to take care of it, it grew crooked, and when spring came, there were not a few peach blossoms, let alone fruit. .After Qian Yuhan moved in, besides taking care of Baili Mingyan who was in a coma, he took good care of the peach tree, watering and fertilizing it every day, and it grew a lot in just two years. The buds are about to bloom.

After a spring rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of soil, refreshing.

Qian Yuhan was awakened by chirping birds, he opened his misty eyes, put on a coat, stood up and slowly opened the door.

The sun is rising and the sky is blue.In the courtyard, magpies were singing, but Qian Yuhan was dazzled by the pink and white in the courtyard.

Really, one night of spring breeze, red peach blossoms.

Perhaps affected by the thriving spring weather, Qian Yuhan's often gloomy face unconsciously brought up a faint smile.He stepped forward to the courtyard, but he stopped suddenly after taking a few steps.

A white figure stood quietly under the peach tree, raising his hand to pick the peach blossoms that were in full bloom on the branch. Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head slowly and met the eyes of Qian Yuhan who was fixed in place.

When the spring breeze blows, the magpies startled flying, and the branches of peach blossoms move with the wind, dazzled Qian Yuhan's eyes, who doesn't know what year it is...

(End of the article)

The author has something to say: this is the end of the first long story, I stumbled, stopped writing, was delayed by many things, put down the pen and picked up the pen again.After all, I’m finished writing. If I stop for a long time in the middle, it may cause a slight difference in the style of writing before and after, and I will gain experience because of this. I must not stop for too long in the middle.

Although the first full-length novel was bumpy, it also made me understand that I love writing after all, and I will continue to write in the future, prepare for the preliminary work, and try to keep updating after opening the article!Duck! ! ! O(∩_∩)O~