Meet the moon again

On the second day, Qi Lin fell asleep for an unknown time, and Ye Feiqing sent him several messages in succession, all of which fell silent, without getting any reply.

The noon sun was very strong, but the back of the sofa had already blocked most of the light for Qi Lin, and when he really felt the heat and suddenly woke up, it was unknown how long it would have been.

I don't know what's going on with the young people now, anyway, a hundred years ago, it was common to get up at five o'clock to practice swords and wield knives, although Qi Lin didn't belong to any of the above-mentioned early risers.Logically speaking, a serious cultivator shouldn't be so lazy.I don't know how this master became so crooked.

It didn't feel good to spend the night on the sofa, Qi Lin felt like his whole body was falling apart, he turned his neck, quickly caught the falling mobile phone, and stretched his waist back.

He even forgot when he hung up on the phone with Liu Wengui yesterday, and the battery indicator on the upper left corner was screaming dying.

Qi Lin stood up staggeringly, touched the pile of chargers next to the sofa and recharged his phone.Only then did he open WeChat, lightly scanned the red dot on Ye Feiqing's profile picture, then turned his finger, and silently opened Liu Wengui's dialogue box.

Your father: fell asleep last night.

He Liu: I know

Qi Lin looked at Liu Wengui's response at about the same time, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, and the touches on the screen became softer.

Your father: I have slept till now

He Liu: I see

He Liu: remember to eat

Your father: I want to eat fish.

Why stay:. . .

Captain Liu's rare caring words were stopped in this way.

Qi Lin exited the dialog with Liu Wengui, and clicked into Ye Feiqing's message.

Ye: Are you up?

Ye: I just took a break recently. I heard that there is an exhibition of ancient paintings in the museum. I want to invite you to go and see it together. I wonder if I can show you some face.

Ye: I think you should like it

Qi Lin thought for a moment, quickly wrote a few words on the screen, and sent them out.

Your father: sorry, just woke up

A few seconds after the message was sent, he received a reply from the other party.

Ye: All right, did you drink too much yesterday?

Your father: okay.

Ye: That's good.What I said before, I don’t know if I can give it a face?

your father: ok

Qi Lin saw Ye Feiqing send the time, saying that he would come to pick him up in the afternoon.

After clicking out of the dialog box, he realized that Liu Wengui had sent him another message - come back and take you there.

A liar, he said yesterday that he would make it for him.

Qi Lin replied angrily: Thank you Captain Liu.Then he threw the phone on the ground with a flick of his hand.

He walked back and forth in the living room a few times, then rummaged through the cabinets and took out a pack of instant noodles, and ate it, feeling that he had to find something to do.

He wandered into Liu Wengui's study, as if he was patrolling his own territory.Earlier Liu Wengui told him that there are several books of exercises in the study, if Qi Lin wants to learn them, he can go and find them by himself.

Liu Wengui's collection of books is not many, at least less than the one in the thatched hut in Wanren Mountain back then.Huge bookshelves covered one wall. Scattered books were placed on shelves that were not too high or too low. There were also some Jianzhan, short blades and other things beside them.

His gaze swept across the bookshelf, and the bibliography on it included old faded ancient books, as well as modern printed literary classics—of course, Qi Lin didn't know what a literary classic was.He just thinks those names are interesting, such as "Oliver Twist", "A Tale of Two Cities" and so on.Curiosity drove him to take a book down, but after reading a few pages, he was forced to leave by a long list of names.

He should obediently watch some exercises.

Just when Qi Lin was about to put the book back, he accidentally found something between the two books.

That book was hidden behind other books, it was a thin book, it looked a bit old, the words on the cover were a bit blurred, and the ink was smudged outwards a lot.

Qi Lin reached out and removed all the books outside, and piled them on the table beside him.Perhaps Liu Wengui didn't expect that he would be interested in these books, or he had forgotten about the books hidden in the back, but he found out anyway.

Qi Lin looked at the vaguely written "Cat Raising Record" on it, and pinched it out with two fingers.

Naturally, he wouldn't believe that this was a record of raising cats. Did Liu Wengui hide the ordinary records of raising cats?What's more, in Qi Lin's memory, they never had a cat, not even one.

The book is a little curled up, and the corners are a little damaged. I don't know how many times Liu Wengui has flipped through and read it over the years.

He sat down on the swivel chair behind the desk, raised his long legs, and casually opened the first page.

"Walking on the street yesterday, he sneezed five times in front of the makeup booth."

The handwriting on it is neat and correct, but the peak of the pen has a sense of sharpness.Qi Lin recognized this font, it belonged to Zhong's love, he had seen the font hundreds of times.

He almost wanted to take a photo of the book and send it to Liu Wengui, asking him what kind of relationship he had with Zhong Qing, and forcing him to admit it.But he thought again, no one could prove that this book was written by Liu Wengui, maybe he could say that it was his reverence and love, and he specially kept it for collection.After all, love is a rare talent in Jianzong, and it is not uncommon to have dozens of small fans.

It's just... who is this sneezing?

Qi Lin frowned, and flipped to the next page with the footer in between.

"I like to eat fish, but I don't like to pick thorns, so it's difficult to serve."

"..." How come this is so familiar.

His eyes flicked across the yellowed pages, but those words seemed to be printed in his brain.

"I taught him Chao Sheng today, hoping to suppress a little bit of his demon nature. Qian Qiuxue is actually more useful, but the master's skills should not be passed on to the outside world."

"It is often said that cats don't like hot food, nor do they like spicy food, but he likes it very much."

"He doesn't like swimming in the lake, probably because cats are naturally afraid of water."

"Last night the snow melted, and Meng Chun was approaching. He was lingering around me for a long time this morning, and I don't know if it's...don't say anything rude."

Every word and every sentence is vivid in my mind, not talking about him, but who else.

It turned out that he already knew.

He knew his true form a long time ago, and he deliberately recorded his likes and actions here, as if... as if the love between them was so deep and lifeless.The love in the past has always been indifferent, and it is rare to show his likes and dislikes.During the 500 years of being trapped, Qi Lin would secretly have a few thoughts when he was conscious—what was his love thinking back then, and was he really willing to live such a life with him?

He thought at the time that the past cannot be recalled.

But it turns out——

Love, love, it turns out that you are ruthless to me.

But why don't you recognize me, why don't you recognize me?

He left him alone in the desolate Tiger Mountain, and let him be in the darkness. Whenever he regained consciousness, he could only hear a few faint chirping of birds and cicadas, and nothing else.

Time turns, and five hundred winters, summers, and springs have already passed in the world. He suddenly woke up, and his only thought was to question Zhong Qing's ruthless behavior towards him back then, but who would have thought that Zhong Qing is gone.The world was no longer the world he was familiar with.

By chance, he and the strange Jianxiu, whose figure resembled Zhongqing's by eight points, came together. He thought that he would be able to look for Zhongqing's reincarnation once he undid the damned half-life contract.But in the sword mound, that person wanted him to give up and make him forget.

Forget the fucking shit.He loves that a casual sentence can cut off the connection between them, making him treat the years in Wanren Mountain as a passing thing?What is he, he's just...

And then, he saw Liu Wengui's shocking strike.

Only then did he realize that after so many years, he really didn't understand love at all, didn't understand what he was thinking, and didn't know whether he had love or not.

The black cat on the table, the old book in front of him, and Liu Wengui's gentle words.It's not that he doesn't care about himself, so why has he been reluctant to tell the truth?

What happened back then... Is there really nothing wrong with his memory?

Qi Lin covered the book on the table, and sank into the soft back of the swivel chair.The fallen leaves outside the window whistled and swirled upward in the breeze, and the tiny dust fluttered under the sunlight.

Qi Lin's fingers slid over the writing on it, and he could almost imagine Zhong Qing's expression when he was recording these words.Fortunately, he still felt that he was hiding it so well, but he didn't expect that his every move would be seen by this person.

He wished he could see Liu Wengui right now, whether he would admit it or not, he would bite his neck hard first before speaking.

The world is full of ups and downs, and the world of mortals is ten feet away. If it is stamped with his Qi Lin's seal, it can only be his person.

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