This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

"So each of the ghosts in the first cave of Xishan put one, and they were grouped together into ten big characters of 'Greetings and Longevity to the Second Miss Guo'. The colors of the crosses are different, hanging high in the air, and then scattered after a long time.*"

Rong Xuehuai was sitting on Wen Zhe's bedside, with a book he had silently read from his memory spread out on his lap, and he suddenly paused when he read this: "This passage in the book...well, Wen Zhe, look Have you ever seen fireworks?"

Wen Zhe's eyes were shining, with some yearning longing: "I haven't seen it before, but it's written like this in the book, so I guess it's very beautiful."

Rong Xuehuai wondered: "I heard that Meige doesn't set off fireworks at the New Year's Eve?" After a while, he realized by himself: "Yes, the Xiuxian sect is no more than those festivals in the mortal world—Wen Zhe, do you want to watch fireworks? If you want , I can show it to you."

At this time, the night is densely covered, and the sky is full of stars. It is indeed a good time to set off fireworks.Wen Zhe hesitated and said, "Is it possible?"

Rong Xuehuai smiled: "Don't worry, I won't trouble you. Get dressed, and I'll take you to the top of the Star Picking Building."

He avoided going out while talking, Wen Zhe got out of the bed, put on his coat quickly, pushed open the door of his room excitedly, and stared at Rong Xuehuai who was waiting outside the door with tight eyes: "Flower Jun."

"It's so neat." Rong Xuehuai smiled and teased Wen Zhe, and then said: "Come on, hold my hand. If you are afraid of getting dizzy, close your eyes."

Wen Zhe held the hand of Mr. Han Luhua, and in front of him was the face of the person he admired. He was reluctant to close his eyes, so the scenery of the world and the dense night turned into a whirlpool in front of his eyes. Already standing on the top of Zhaixing Tower, still holding Mr. Hua's hand.

There are tables and chairs specially set up on the roof of Zhaixing Building for people to enjoy the moon at night.Rong Xuehuai sat down on the rattan chair with Wen Zhe, thought for a while, and took out two more cups and a jug of fruit wine.

He didn't immediately set off fireworks for Wen Zhe to see.He poured a glass of the fruit wine and pushed it to Wen Zhe: "This wine is not strong, but still sweet, you can drink more. I guess you should drink well, but don't be greedy."

Wen Zhe wondered, "I do have a capacity for drinking, how does Mr. Hua know?"

Rong Xuehuai smiled slightly: "When I was listening to the plum banquet, I once gave you a glass of wine to warm you up. The purity of the wine is not low. If you are not drunk after drinking a glass, naturally you have a certain amount of alcohol."

After saying this, Rong Xuehuai paused for a moment, and then replied: "I didn't know your age at the time, so I gave you the wine rashly. It's okay for you to drink some wine now, but don't drink those strong wines first. Get drunk Being drunk and looking chic is actually not a good thing."

As if recalling the headache memory he had when he was drunk, Jun Hanhua stretched out his hands and rubbed his temples.Noticing that Wen Zhe had been watching him, he immediately smiled and said, "You're so obedient, so of course you won't get drunk casually. Fruit wine has a low alcohol content, so I don't limit you, use it yourself."

Wen Zhe looked at him carefully again, and turned his head to pour the wine when he didn't notice anything unusual.Rong Xuehuai smiled as she watched Wen Zhe push a glass of fruit wine to her hand, and the lavender wine in the jade cup shook slightly, undulating the moon in the glass.

The last time he binge drank, it seemed to be such a full moon night.

Rong Xuehuai looked up at the sky quietly, feeling that it was still the starry night back then.

But the accompanying people and inner feelings are not what they were before.

Wen Zhe was eating snacks aside, Rong Xuehuai glanced at it from the corner of his eyes, but didn't pay much attention to it.He was slightly melancholy, how many times he had shared the moonlight with the person who later pushed him into hell.

If time can stay in the past, we can keep the sincere beauty of the year.

He has not yet come to this life, and the age of this body is still young, and he often thinks about the old things in his previous life.At that time, he loved to watch the moon and stars alone at night, to see the moon that was the same as in his previous life, as if it had never changed since ancient times.The body of a few-year-old child can't stand the cold, so Brother Lao would always carry him up and wrap him in a thick coat... Later, he fell asleep by accident, and was gently carried back to the room.

But these memories are all over after all.The good and the bad, the pleasant and the cruel, are all in the past.

But if you think back to a long time ago, and think about the things in your last life...

That is a world that he can no longer touch in this life, and the distance may be farther than him and this starry sky.

"Mr. Hua?" Wen Zhe called out tentatively.

Rong Xuehuai came back to her senses, forced to suppress the desolate feeling in her heart, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I won't tease you, so I'll show you the fireworks."

"No." Wen Zhe shook his head lightly, and murmured with some embarrassment: "I just see that Mr. Hua seems a little sad..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Wen Zhe felt a little regretful.Even a child of seven or eight years old knows that he shouldn't embarrass adults in person. With his background, he naturally knows that he can't just break the emotions of the superiors.

But that person is Huajun Han. Wen Zhe looked at him, and couldn't help saying what was on his mind, not to mention that he had a faint thought: It doesn't matter if Junhua gets angry at him because of this, he just doesn't want to see Junhua so sad.

Of course Rong Xuehuai would not get angry at him.He just looked at Wen Zhe with a strange look for a while, and stared at Wen Zhe's clear eyes for a long time, taking in all the care in the other's eyes.

After a while, as if moved by something, Rong Xuehuai said softly in a softer tone than usual: "Wen Zhe, if you want, please sit over and get closer to me."

Wen Zhe couldn't ask for it, how could he not want to.He moved the chair to Rong Xuehuai and sat down in front of Rong Xuehuai. He stared at Jun Hanhua with concern with his head half tilted, the distress in his eyes was shining brightly, and he couldn't hide it.

When Rong Xuehuai looked away, he met that sincere and worried gaze.Those eyes were clear and pure, nothing but the most obvious concern.At this time, Rong Xuehuai's mind was darker than usual, seeing such a pair of eyes, she had an urge not to suppress it.

"You are still young and you have feelings for me. Actually, I shouldn't seduce you like this." Rong Xuehuai said softly: "So if you are tired of this, don't be afraid, just push me away, or hit me."

When Wen Zhe heard Mr. Han Luhua say this, he originally thought that he was going to do that to him in the open air.

But no, Rong Xuehuai just held his hand, brought him into her arms with light force, and hugged him softly.This embrace was the same as his own, warm, peaceful, and quiet.

The breeze blows, and time seems to freeze at this moment.

Wen Zhe leaned in Hua Jun's arms, and the tip of his nose could smell the cool and clear fragrance of hibiscus on the other party's body. His face was pressed against the other party's chest, and there was a warm temperature everywhere the skin was attached. He couldn't help wishing that time would slow down, slower.

After a while, Rong Xuehuai's hand on Wen Zhe's shoulders stroked Wen Zhe's hair. His expression was now at ease, as if the frail expression that flashed across his face just now was just Wen Zhe's illusion. : "Get up, I'll show you the fireworks."

Wen Zhe slowly straightened up from his arms, the night was cool, and after leaving Rong Xuehuai's warm embrace, he inevitably shivered for a while.In the blink of an eye, he was covered with a thin coat.

"What do you want to see?" Rong Xuehuai flicked her fingertips, and a few soft sparks burst out from them: "You can watch anything you want."

The scope given by Mr. Han Luhua was too wide and too large, and Wen Zhe couldn't make up his mind for a while.Seeing his hesitation, Rong Xuehuai just smiled slightly.

The next moment, a streamer flew out from his fingertips, and the bright light exploded in the sky, forming a picturesque landscape.The mountains and rivers are getting closer and closer, and changing scenes with each step, as if one suddenly bent down to observe: the water surface gradually enlarges, and a vermilion fish swimming in the clear river can be seen clearly; , aligning the line of sight with the lingering clouds and mist.

"Since you can't choose, let's take a look at the scenery I have seen before."

"This is Liuyun Mountain. There is a lonely mountain in the mountain, and there is a pair of Biluo Peng couples on it. I chatted with them in order to find a elixir... Then? Then they followed me back to Yingri Region, that day A drop of ink that falls into your yard is their child."

"This is Biluoquan. It is taken from the meaning of 'Shangqiongbiluoxiahuangquan'...Flowers are in full bloom all year round, and the four seasons are like spring. Occasionally, there is mist and mist. The spring water can be refined into top-grade Bigu Dan, so it is jokingly called "Sentimental Drinking Water" full'."

"It's called Xihuajian..."

The scene after scene is full of beautiful scenery, so warm and dizzying to watch, even breathing lightly and cautiously.When the fireworks were finished, a white light popped out from Rong Xuehuai's fingertips, and a snow-colored fox with six tails waving lightly jumped up in the night sky.

The mischievous little fox and the majestic desert lone sun ended together. Rong Xuehuai withdrew her hand and smiled slightly at Wen Zhe who was still immersed in the fireworks: "Do you still like it?"

Wen Zhe was born in Tingmei Pavilion since he was a child. At best, he is a little fox who just sits and watches the sky. How could he imagine the beauty of the outside world.He was so shocked by this grand scene that he almost lost his ability to speak, so he could only nod in a daze, and nodded again.

"As long as you like it." Rong Xuehuai stood up, pulled up Wen Zhe's half-slip clothes, and wrapped him tightly: "You will always see these scenery. I will take you out later Play around, and after a while, you will be able to see some places by yourself. Well... there are some travel booklets in the bookstore, if you are interested, I will give them to you tomorrow."

"Go to those places... can I?"

"You are free, Wen Zhe. You will have the freedom to travel and the right to stay. Now you may not understand... One day, after you have gone through thousands of rivers and mountains, you still choose to return to Yingri Realm , not because you are humbler than me, nor because I command you, but because this is your home, a place you can always rely on."

The author has something to say: *quoted from Jin Yong's work "The Legend of Condor Heroes"