[Flute Flower] The sound of the flute is long, the spring is gone in a hurry

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There will be troublemakers in poor mountains and bad waters.

The mountains here are not very poor, the water is not very bad, and the people just look a little tricky, but Di Feisheng is still worried about leaving Li Lianhua alone at the foot of the mountain.

The road was rugged, through the forest, and through the mountain road. The road was not easy at first. He had personally swept away a few bandits who blocked the traffic on the road.Li Lianhua couldn't block the flute's sound, and didn't have time to say something, so she put her sleeves in front of her face and covered her eyes, as if she wasn't used to the scene.

I don't know if the bandits behind got the letter, and they didn't jump out to block the way without looking long, and finally arrived in the town safely.

They came from other places, and they are not familiar with the place of life here. Li Lianhua looks like a scholar with soft skin and tender flesh, who is not very flexible in his hands and feet. He seems to be someone who can be bullied. He looked like he couldn't react for a long time even if he was burdened.Even if Li Lianhua didn't have anything to do with him on this journey, he was really bumped and jolted. After finally walking on a flat road, he was finally able to rest by leaning against the front window and half-closed his eyes.

After Di Feisheng settled the carriage and many other matters, Li Lianhua had already recovered, and waited for Di Feisheng to go out for a walk, her face still looked a little bleak, but at least her eyes were bright. A lot, full of one-third of the sunlight in the daytime, clear and bright, with a smile on his face all the time, showing no sign of impatience.

Li Lianhua was walking on the street following Di Feisheng, and suddenly something attracted his attention. He called out Di Feisheng softly, and his voice drifted through the noise of the street before falling on Di Feisheng's ears. .

After all, with Di Fei's ear strength and years of familiarity, even if the surroundings are bustling, it is always easy to distinguish what he said. This is considered to have been explained. Li Lianhua hurriedly turned around and trotted for two steps, and went to ask the peddler's gentle words. I asked for a bunch of candied haws.

The two of them had been traveling for a long time, and they brought enough bitter medicines, but not enough candied fruit. A few days ago, Li Lianhua had a bitter taste in her mouth, so she shook the small cloth bag cleverly, and took out a dark bottomed bag from inside. The gold-painted box came, but when it was opened, it was already empty, only a scent of sweet fragrance lingered.

Even Li Lianhua was useless looking at Di Fei's sound. After all, he couldn't conjure it out of thin air.As a result, he hadn't tasted sweetness in his mouth for a long time, and he missed that little bit of soft taste that slowly sprouted from his heart.

Li Lianhua dug out a few copper plates from his sleeve, counted them, and handed them out carefully.

As soon as Di Feisheng turned around, he saw that he had already gnawed on his mouth, the sugar was broken at the corner of his mouth, the brown sugar set off the white glaze-like complexion, people and candied haws seemed to be as sweet, if it is true, after so many years, from childhood to adulthood, it seems I'm just addicted to the sweetness of this single bite.He really couldn't get rid of Li Lianhua, he thought he was already addicted when he met him for the first time.

Di Feisheng took a step back, grabbed his cuff, and said, "Follow me, don't get lost."

Li Lianhua just took a bite, looking at Di Fei's voice, she answered vaguely again and again.He licked the candy sticking to the corner of his mouth, sighed in his heart, thinking that Di Feisheng really worried more and more, he just looked weak, he was an adult after all, how could he get lost because of buying bunches of candied haws .

He swallowed these words together with the hawthorn pulp, and began to think about other things, such as whether the hawthorn here is still a bit sour.

The two wandered around aimlessly, but in the end they returned to the inn empty-handed. They didn't buy any more items, and the biggest gain was the bunch of candied haws.

When the sky was stained with ink, Li Lianhua, wearing only her underwear, pushed open the window.The cool night breeze rushed in, hugged Li Lianhua in his arms, and made him tremble violently.

He raised his left hand, turned around to face the darkening sky and reassured again and again that he was still unmoved by the sound of Di Fei, and even made a written statement with a pen and paper, that he would never run around at the foot of the mountain, and he would never be bullied.

The way he shrinks his neck is really unconvincing.

Di Feisheng put down the teacup, took the written receipt from Li Lianhua, just glanced at it hastily, and found that Li Lianhua's left-handed handwriting is now well-behaved, which is quite different from the dog-crawling tricks that were put away in the past. He looked up at the smiling Li Lianhua again, waiting for his reply.It's a pity that Di Feisheng only said in his heart that there is progress, completely ignoring the earnestness between the lines, and silently pointed the paper together.

Li Lianhua knew that something bad was going to happen when he saw his movements, so she hurriedly yelled twice and wanted to stand up, but the sound of the flute was no one, a Li Xiaohua couldn't keep up with his movements.Di Feisheng turned his wrist slightly to one side, and the paper was already pressed into the candlelight on the table.

Li Lianhua only had time to throw herself halfway on Di Feisheng's arm, and could only watch helplessly as the paper was drawn into the flames. The fire light got a sweet spot, brightened instantly, and then slowly fell to ashes in pieces, floating on the candlestick, spitting out contentedly. A puff of smoke slowly passed around Di Feisheng's wrist.Leader Di said one thing, this time he insisted on carrying Li Lianhua by his side like a chick.

After the paper was burnt, the room was suddenly quiet. Li Lianhua lowered her head and touched her nose, then simply hugged Di Feisheng's hand.

Di Feisheng freed his other hand to tidy up the papers and pens on the table for him. Just as he unwrapped the wooden box, he saw that it was full of stacks of papers, all of which were Li Lianhua's usual lazy Scattered words.

Those papers contained densely packed characters, from beginning to end, there were only three characters, repeated again and again, the style of the characters was far from strong, but there was seriousness in each stroke.

Di Feisheng's hand stopped for a while, and his fingertips rubbed his name for a moment. It was ink that had been dried for a long time, and there seemed to be a little bit of ink fragrance, which warmed the flesh of his fingertips.

"The handwriting practiced in the carriage is naturally ugly. Give me a little more time and I'll write you a nice one." Li Lianhua turned around, and with a smile on her face, she folded the crooked stack of flutes. They put them back together in a box, and put them one by one, while making promises to Di Feisheng that they would not know when they would be fulfilled.

Di Feisheng watched the wooden box being unbuttoned again, and locked all of Li Lianhua's pen and ink inside, and only nodded slightly in response: "Okay."

Li Lianhua put away the wooden box, and didn't have time to think about whether it was really possible to wait for this day, in case the bones rotted a little bit in the future, and it would be inconvenient to hold a pen with her left hand, what she promised now is just another joy of Di Fei's sound, But if that time really comes, probably neither of them will care about Li Lianhua's little mistake of breaking his promise today.

Probably won't care.Li Lianhua turned her head and saw Di Feisheng's face. He didn't smile when he agreed just now, but there was a clear solemnity in his eyes, as if he was really waiting for Li Lianhua to fulfill his promise. It's really hard to say, it's really a sin.

Li Lianhua got on the bed knowingly, and then moved to the inner bed, but the quilt was not warm enough.

There was an evening wind blowing through the window gap, creaking and hoarse, as if there were whispers, and the flute flew to close the window that had just been opened, and the sound of the wind was only a low whimper, accompanied by occasional knocking sounds, which was falling again. It's raining, it sounds very gloomy.

Tonight, the moon was overcast and the lights were off. Li Lianhua planted herself in the bed, revealing a pair of eyes to catch the sound of Di Fei in the darkness.But after a while, Li Lianhua felt that a corner of the quilt had been lifted, and someone was lying down. Li Lianhua cuddled her tightly again, with warmth and warmth, and breathed out comfortably in the darkness.

The night rain is pattering, but it is a gentle dream all night.