[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

In the blink of an eye, it has already entered winter, and the world is purely filled with snow.

Ye Gucheng suddenly wanted to go boating, so Ximen Chuixue warmed up the wine and went with him. There was a lake in the back of Wanmei Villa, and a bamboo pavilion was built on the lake. The scenery is still beautiful.

Between the narrow boat canopy, the two sat facing each other, with snow-white fur coats and swords resting on both sides. Ximen Chuuxue handed Ye Gucheng a cup of medicinal wine, and the latter took it silently. The porcelain cup was turned between his fingers, and Ye Gucheng drank two Cup, put the cup back.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced out of the window, stretched out his right hand, and caught a thin piece of snow on his fingertips, which melted quickly.

"There is one thing I have never asked you."

"kindness?"

Ye Gucheng put his hands on his knees, stared at Ximen Chuixue and said, "I am the only son of the Ye family. My ancestors moved to the South China Sea during the Zhenguan period, and lived in Baiyun City for generations. "

Ximen Chuuxue listened silently, the first time he met Ye Gucheng when he was young was the year when he took over, but at that time neither of them thought that there would be today.

Ye Gucheng spoke slowly and calmly, no matter it was the old things when he was young, or the later prosperous years, he told Ximen Chuuxue one by one without haste.

"What about you?"

Ximen Chuuxue was stunned for a moment before he vaguely understood the meaning of the other party. Ye Gucheng might have been curious about his family background for a long time, but he just didn't ask. Even now, Ye Gucheng deliberately mentioned himself first, and then asked questions.

He pondered for a while, but felt that he had nothing to say.

"I've never met my mother. My father's life and death are unknown. There are probably only two blood relatives left." Ximen Chuuxue said calmly.

Ye Gucheng said: "Is that the Jade leader?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

Ye Gucheng said: "I remember you have been to Kunlun."

"Yes, I was avoided by him."

"now what?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "There must be a result."

Ye Gucheng understood his plan in his heart, so he stopped talking about it: "The last time you and I met, you said you wanted to learn the piano with me. Do you have any free time in the near future?"

Ximen Chuixue gave him a supervising look: "Ask knowingly."

The corners of Ye Gucheng's lips curled up slightly, and he suddenly grabbed Ximen Chuuxue's arm, and pressed his fingertips on his palm: "I will write a letter tomorrow, asking Yun Shu to deliver the things."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows: "No need."

Ye Gucheng looked at him.

The owner of Wanmei Villa said: "Wanmei Villa still doesn't lack a few ordinary xylophones."

He spoke calmly, but when Ye Gucheng saw the warehouse of Wanmei Villa, he shook his head and sighed: "The waterfall in the jade pot, the moon in the sea, how is this just ordinary?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't care too much: "It's good to use it together."

Ye Gucheng picked Haiyue Qinghui, and Ximen Chuuxue brought it to the bamboo pavilion on the ice lake in the back mountain, and then moved his eyes to the person opposite.

City Lord Baiyun walked behind him calmly and tried the sound of the piano. The mellow tone made him admire in his heart.

Ximen Chuuxue saw his fingers flying, it was a plum tune.

The sound of the piano is pleasant, but the posture... Ximen Chuuxue can feel his back and the opponent's chest gently pressed against each other, and his breathing and heartbeat are very shallow, but not without.

"Can you see clearly?"

Ximen Chuuxue pursed his lips and shook his head.

Ye Gucheng simply held his hand, hooked the string and wiped it.

As long as Ximen Chuuxue tilted his head slightly, he could see Ye Gucheng's slightly retracted jaw, and Ye Gucheng circled him and bounced back several times.

Then he let go of his hand and asked Ximen Chuuxue to play it along with the melody.

If the sound of Ye Gucheng's piano is a gentle trickle after the cold has melted, Ximen Chuuxue is much colder and sharper, and the strings vibrate continuously as the song falls, and it takes a long time before it stops.

For some reason, Ye Gucheng could hear the murderous aura like swords and swords from this tone.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was very indifferent, showing no hostility at all, Ye Gucheng shook his head, secretly thinking that there is no need to be in a hurry, seeing that it was getting dark at this moment, he dragged Ximen Chuuxue into the boat again.

Sailing at night, there were only some sporadic lights in the distance, Ximen Chuixue propped his forehead, and leaned towards Ye Gucheng.

City Lord Baiyun glanced at Ximen Chuuxue who was pillowed on his lap, and then stretched out his hands to press the acupuncture points on both sides of the opponent's forehead.

"Sleepy?" He was used to Ximen Chuuxue's terrifying routine.

Ximen Chuuxue turned his face towards Ye Gucheng, and said softly, "En."

Recently he has been a little lethargic, Ye Gucheng asked him a few times, he only said it was because of the season, and didn't mention the same fate Gu at all.

Ximen Chuuxue felt that he could fully recover in two or three months, and he didn't want to talk about it with Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng slid his fingertips across his cheeks: "Then sleep for a while."

Ximen Chuuxue closed his eyes, and Ye Gucheng put his finger on his wrist, it seemed that there was nothing abnormal, but his medical skills were ordinary, so he might not be able to tell if something was wrong.

Ye Gucheng watched Ximen Chuuxue for a while, then gently took out the paper, pen, inkstone from under the bench on the boat.

Xinxue washes up, the ice lake, the distant mountains, he knows that Ximen Chuuxue lived in Wanmei Villa since he was a child, and every place here is very familiar and ordinary. During this period of time, he seems to be able to glimpse the other party's extreme but simple past .

At the moment of picking up the pen, there is no need to conceive at all, and it has already appeared on the paper.

He drew a silhouette with simple eyebrows, but his frosty demeanor is extremely eye-catching. Ye Gucheng wrote the inscription on the upper right.

Ximen Chuuxue was already awake at this moment, and when he caught a glimpse of the man's painting, he could easily see that it was him.

"The branches are cold and the plum blossoms are thick and light, and the loneliness is ice in the snow..."

Seeing that he was awake, Ye Gucheng stopped writing.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at him: "Why don't you continue?"

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Ximen Chuuxue nodded his chin, looking straight at him with his dark eyes.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were soft, and he wrote again, the mountains and rivers are ruthless on the outside and the inside, and the south of the Yangtze River is colorful and the flag outside the Great Wall is for whom.

The boat had already landed, Ye Gucheng pulled Ximen Chuuxue who was still looking at the painting: "Let's go back first!"

Ximen Chuuxue put away his things and went ashore with Ye Gucheng.

Listening to the snow in winter, swimming in the lake on a snowy night, boating on the lake, cooking wine in the boat, playing the piano after drinking, not to mention looking at the clouds at the painting, looking at the stars and discussing the sword, are all romantic.

A few days later, Ximen Chuuxue received a letter, a distress letter from Lu Xiaofeng, which temporarily ended the two people's unreasonably leisurely days.

"Are you going to Kunlun?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "Well, I owe him once."

Ye Gucheng said: "I also owe him a favor, why not go."

Ximen Chuixue knew that because of the involvement of the Western Demon Cult, Ye Gucheng was worried about him, so he acquiesced.

Before the two rushed to Kunlun, Ximen Chuuxue met an unexpected person.

Yu Tianbao rode a donkey with pure black fur, leisurely walking in the town at the foot of Kunlun, Ximen Chuuxue got off the horse, a little surprised.

"Aren't you dead?"

Yu Tianbao looked at Ximen Chuuxue, then at Ye Gucheng, shrugged and said, "Fake death is not a difficult thing."

He was proud of what he said, but he couldn't tell who he was targeting. Ximen Chuuxue frowned slightly, and subconsciously stood in front of Ye Gucheng.

"Is it the same for Jade Rakshasa?"

Yu Tianbao smiled slyly: "You guessed it yourself, not me."

"What is he trying to do?"

"Eradication of dissidents is probably paving the way for the successor he has chosen!" Speaking of this, the smile on Yu Tianbao's lips grew wider. Be yourself."

Ximen Chuixue said, "Where is Lu Xiaofeng?"

"He is being hunted down." Yu Tianbao hugged his shoulders: "I advise you not to go."

"why?"

"Yu Luocha is worrying about not having an heir right now. If you appear in front of him and you are still with City Lord Ye, he will definitely not be happy."

Yu Tianbao didn't dare to stay too long, and then left.

Ximen Chuuxue wanted to ask him about his future plans, but the other party walked away in a hurry, as if someone was chasing him from behind. This was abnormal, and Ye Gucheng felt something was wrong. Before the meeting, the other party was still very leisurely.

He subconsciously told Ximen Chuuxue to be careful, and the latter complied, then nodded slightly to him.

"I can."