heart by heart

5 withered flowers

In the span after the breakpoint, life seems to be regarded as the life of a normal person.Everything became more comfortable, and Yue Ye completely changed her mentality, existing as an independent individual.

The past life is like a withered flower that has not yet bloomed. At the moment when the branches sprout, the frailty that flies all over the sky compresses life to the required years. The sun that has never been naive and childish will let go of the heavy burden and responsibility of the years. Sweet dreams of inaction isolated.

Perhaps because of unfamiliarity with the social environment, this fall could be another big net. At this time, Yue Ye laughed at herself thinking of Bai Suzhen, who has practiced for thousands of years, and her concentration has not surpassed human favor after all.

And will he be like this, there is no reason for cultivating immortals, no reason for severing sex, when there is no reason to refuse, blocking the word may end up being the invisible barrier.This layer of separation seems to be the first collision between the two sides as human beings to understand right and wrong, different classes and ranks, and different thicknesses of separation.

Never thought about why it went so smoothly, Yueye decided to simply bring her IQ back to the original point this time.Because, he suddenly discovered that thinking too much will not lead to happiness.And the days to come will still be spent in a steady stream, where there is so much thought to explore the immature little thoughts that other people just flicker out.

The most ingrained thing is to make yourself happy.

After Feng left, Xiaoyue led the two of them to the room all the way, passed by the front door of the front building, followed the winding corridors, and entered a small courtyard with several floors of attics, which looked like the area carrying The place where Bazi once lived.

Moonlight Night had no time to appreciate the artificial scenery, his expression was indifferent and cold, he just asked for a bucket of water and some clothes, and was going to take a good bath with Xiao Hanhan, to get rid of the savagery that had been coming for days.I used to soak in ponds, but now I can finally take a hot bath. Don’t look at Xiaoyue’s small stature, this strength is not ordinary. He said that the wooden bucket that can hold two people will go to the second floor. Looking at his slender arms and legs, Ye really wanted to help, but she was afraid of being exposed, so she just pretended not to see him, but when she turned her head, she saw Xiao Hanhan looking at him thoughtfully, which made her feel very confused. Yue Ye felt uncomfortable all over.After Xiaoyue finished pouring the water and closed the door to go out, a cold voice sounded from behind,

"Who are you!"

Such a harsh questioning tone aroused Yue Ye's addiction to drinking blood.At that moment, it seemed that Yue Ye wanted to kill him altogether.

Regarding Shen Han's doubts, it was because when he first looked at him, he seemed to know nothing, but his ability to talk nonsense made him a little unclear.

On the verge of letting out the murderous aura, Yue Ye suddenly retracted, pretending to relax her legs, sitting on the grand teacher's chair in the house, and said leisurely, "Isn't it Yue Yexiao, who do you think you are, and you are not doing good deeds, what are you doing?" Leave your real name, and the kid is just the kid." After saying that, Yue Ye raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Han with disdain.

He didn't take this little ghost to heart at all, it was just a pet brought over, Yue Ye thought so at this time.

The room was full of fragrance, but it was the smell of lavender. On a moonlit night, I was shocked, and there was this here.In the blink of an eye, Yue Ye put Shen Han aside, happily preparing to experience the most leisurely and relaxing moment in the world.I saw him get off his clothes on the horse three times, five times and two times, and only realized when he was about to enter the bucket. There was another person standing beside him, curling his lips unwillingly, and said, "Don't say I bully you, let you go in first , or I still think about the water I washed for you." Yue Ye was too lazy to put another bucket of hot water, and tossed it back and forth a few times. Go, wait hungry for this little guy to take a bath, we don't do it.Leave him alone, this place, hehe, how can you rest assured.No matter how big one's heart is, the dangers in the world are the more ancient and unchanging way of life.If anything happens, he won't hate me for the rest of his life.Otherwise, even if it is some childhood shadow, I will have to spend many years of painstaking efforts to remedy it.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiao Yueye (that's how she called it from now on) suddenly remembered about the chicken butt, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said, "Ahem, it's okay, it's normal, you wash it first."

After finishing speaking, he lay down on the bed and pretended to be asleep.I feel embarrassed, and a little ashamed.

Xiao Han was very depressed, looked at this small body, sighed, stepped on a low wooden stool, and climbed into the barrel.

The moonlight night on the bed is also depressed, why is it really open in ancient times, but I have not violated, oh, no, it is the habit of being violated by the ****.Thinking of her previous life, Yue Ye didn't know what love was at all, as long as she could survive, it was a luxury, not because of the bloodshed at the beginning, the tragic end of a child who couldn't see the facts clearly, thinking of Yue Ye, she shuddered , This memory of every day, every day, every minute, every second, at this moment, Yue Ye really wants to leave.

However, it is also wrong that such memories may have certain benefits in improving adaptability to current life.After all, medicine and reconnaissance technology are underdeveloped. If you are wronged or something, you may not be interrogated, and you will be the first to die of anger.And Zhou Yu, who is well-born and well-educated, seems to have such a period.Seize the opportunity in terms of speech skills, and blindly follow the foolish people.There are more than bad people, good people are unwise!Thinking about this lying down, he finally fell asleep, and it was also because he hadn't slept in bed for a long time.

I got up early in the morning and learned from Xiaoyue that the old bustard of the brothel is Feng, 20 this year; It is the east, west, south, north Fangge, the east is the first, and so on.

Xiao Yueye lived in the Dongfang Pavilion when he came here, because the former owner of the pavilion was redeemed by someone, and the rest was left empty, and he took advantage of it for nothing.So he made a lot of enemies as soon as he came, and he was helpless.The next ones are the five sons: spring, summer, autumn, winter and rain.These are all established and well-known, and they are directly the stage name when they debuted.The Chrysanthemum Picking Festival is a major feature of Chasing City, because it is rich in chrysanthemums. Every September 5th, for the next seven days, tourists from all over the world come in an endless stream.As a brothel occupying one side of the city, the business is booming.

Xiao Yueye just sighed, luckily he found a job, if only two days would be the peak tourist season, and prices would not be soaring, thinking of this, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.After a day of understanding, I found that the music here is only five-tone, and the Guqin is only 5-string and 7-string. I am very happy.Originally, my guzheng has already reached a certain level, and there is no 12-average temperament here, so it is really hard not to be popular.Then let Xiaoyue find a guqin and refit it into a guzheng by herself.

But he never thought that such a simple change would open up the most expressive feelings of the ancients, and make the sound closest to nature into nine gentle chords.And the jumping blank space was gradually filled.

Holding the newly made guzheng, Xiao Han looked at it for a long time, and said bluntly, "I've heard the idiom of making up numbers, so I have to trim so many strings, tsk tsk, it's really hard to make 21 strings." Xiao Yueye rolled his eyes at him, and this kid would also Sarcasm, and people who don't know the goods, he didn't bother to waste his saliva, so he left a sentence, you just wait the day after tomorrow, and went to the kitchen for things A.In other words, he doesn't want the things in his house to be sent with laxatives and other supplements with redundant effects.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Xiao Han carefully attached his hand to the guzheng, feeling the remaining warmth on it, and his heart was even more entangled.Is it simply getting something for nothing, worshiping money for vanity, or wronging yourself, just to gain a foothold?At this time, in Shen Han's eyes, Yue Ye was no different from the young lady in this brothel.This sounds really humiliating, but the emergence of classes is nothing more than that.When there are only two options in front of you, one is the perpetrator and the other is the victim, or one is the superior and the other is the inferior.After a moment of hesitation, the answer has already been revealed.This is like facing life and death. Is it necessary to continue with a person who has never given you the option of life?This is the most painful and strongest shield in Yue Ye's heart.And again, it's just the meager and most basic life demands, which may not be mediocre.

Xiao Yueye ate the crystal glue with one hand, and gnawed the hibiscus cake with the other, thinking about what program to prepare for that day, and just heard from Xiaoyue that he was arranged to be the first to appear on the night of the Chrysanthemum Picking Festival. Silver rewards are split in half.These news are more like notifications, Xiaoyue seems to be the connector, Huanshi protects herself, I don't know if it's because of age or love or other identities, Yueye doesn't care about it anymore, because she is just executing .

I'm looking for the zither tune, just play "Chunjiang Huayueye". There are poems, tunes and artistic conceptions.The length of this poem is moderate, and the language is rich in music. It is a swan song written in isolation, and it is a masterpiece among Tang poems.Hehe, first establish a name, and then come here for the name.Go back and think about the whole poem carefully, but don’t forget it in the middle of the performance. At that time, it’s really a cat instead of a tiger.Maybe the woman's identity has not changed in his bones, especially if he was born in modern times. Facing the matter of attracting suitors, Yue Ye felt that it was not a shameful thing, but he forgot that this was in ancient times, three or six The division of nine classes has always been like this.

Just as he was thinking about it, he bumped into a wall of flesh, but when he looked left and right, there was no one.

"Where's the look, fool."

Yue Ye lowered her head, and smiled suddenly, "Hehe, it's Xiao Hanhan, why did you come here to play, go, play with Xiaoyue, my lord is busy."

Shen Han's face was full of black lines, and it was so easy to find him. Why do you feel that this guy is regressing more and more? The inscrutability he had at the first meeting would have worn off prematurely. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe such a harmless thing? People's lives were wiped out with a snap of their fingers.

"Xiao Hanhan, let's live a good life in the future and forget the past together, okay?" After finishing speaking, Xiao Yueye brushed off the bangs in front of Xiao Han's eyes, looked at him seriously, smiled slightly, and waited for his answer .

"Well", Shen Han really wanted to just agree. I feel that the recent days are actually not bad, but the dream is to wake up, and the martial arts will recover in two months. At that time, even if you want to stay away from disputes, disputes will follow. , Didn't it hurt him, even though he doesn't know what his past is, but he has no internal strength, so he really can't help himself in the Jianghu.Looking at his clear, hopeful eyes, which made him unable to look directly at him, Xiao Han lowered his head in embarrassment and fell silent.Really, he dared not promise to others.

Seeing that the little guy stopped making a sound, Yue Ye was a little bit disappointed, yes, the scene was so bloody when he first met, he was afraid that he would have hatred and resentment that he couldn't let go of.Self-deprecating smile, life! ?

Outside the city, surrounded by soft loess, Ling Hongran, the second owner of Bishui Mountain Villa, went with his junior brother Murong Ling, his junior sister Baijiao, and his cousin Ling Chuxue to admire the chrysanthemums.The female relatives were supposed to sit in the carriage, but Bai Jiao has practiced martial arts since she was a child, so she is somewhat free and easy, and she has always been at odds with Ling Chuxue, so now she is driving her beloved horse, Huo'er, with her seniors. Very happy.But along the way, Ling Chuxue had many things to do and became thirsty and tired for a while. When she was who she was, others had to wait on her. How could she be so delicate, which delayed a lot of the itinerary.

Ling Chuxue in the car looked at the few people chatting happily outside, feeling resentful in her heart, but she had no choice but to think about how to get rid of that burden when she arrived in Zhucheng.

On the day of the Chrysanthemum Picking Festival, it can be said that there is a lot of traffic, talented scholars and beautiful ladies arrive in batches, and the business of each store is booming.The teahouses and restaurants are all full, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, and there are countless snacks of all kinds.During the day, most of the tourists went to enjoy chrysanthemums, taste tea, and discuss poetry. At night, they can go shopping in the night market, but more people come in the name of Mu Qinglou Yuchen. His jade flute is usually not easy to play, but Encounter a destined person.During the holidays, everyone thinks that there are so many people with great power, so there will always be a match for so many talented scholars and beautiful ladies, so there is no need to talk about the business of the brothel at night.

Here Xiao Yueye didn't like gouache after finishing her makeup, so she didn't put it on, of course she didn't need it, such a national beauty.He secretly thought that such a famous person as Yu Chen was too busy to take a look at it recently, but he still felt a little guilty. From now on, when people talk about brothels, they might only remember him Xiao Yueye.And the so-called killing a hundred flowers after my flowers bloom also has another meaning, the misfortune of the moon night has always been like this.