Gentleman Mengze

I brought the wine from downstairs and handed him a jar by the way, and he had already sat down on the main ridge facing the lake.

"Thank you very much." He took the wine jar with both hands, his movements were very polite, and his tone of voice was very gentle. If his expression were more gentle, he would really be a handsome and gentle son.

I raised my plain shirt and sat next to him, and said with a smile: "You and I are so destined, I like this Muhua Building, and you happened to see the quiet lake outside this building."

He looked at the lake, and smiled a little in his violet eyes: "Occasionally, I have the illusion that you were my old friend."

I tilted my head to look at him, touched his face, and found that this face had returned to its original appearance at some point, "Are you talking about appearance or aura?"

He chuckled lightly, as if listening to a joke, took a sip of wine and said, "Aura is too insignificant. There are not a few gods with similar aura. How can we tell that it is an old person. I am naturally talking about appearance. "

I was silent for a while, and didn't tell him that I just felt it belonged to an old friend through his aura.Borrowing the night breeze, I rubbed my face again, and suddenly remembered something: If my face was carved into Li Rong by Nie Su, if it's an old friend, it's probably also Li Rong's old friend.

And I have long since lost my face.Even I myself almost forgot what I was like before [-] years old. I just vaguely remember that when I was young in the Huxin Pavilion of Shenzun Mansion, I used to lie on Nie Su’s lap and look into the lake. She was beautiful, but only vaguely delicate and cute.

I picked the pattern on the wine jar, looked at the steam curling up on the lake outside the building, and didn't answer for a long time.

He noticed my silence, looked sideways at me, with some regret on his face, "Did the word 'old friend' touch your heart?"

I smiled: "I have an old friend, and I want to cry when I mention him." Saying so, my eyes really got a little watery.

He just looked at me like this, his expression stunned for a while, not knowing how to comfort me.

I tugged at his sleeves and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, if you want to cry, you cry alone. I seldom cry in front of others."

He suddenly opened his sleeves, tore off a piece of silk from his jacket and handed it to me, quickly turned his head, and said softly, "Sorry, I'm not used to wearing silk handkerchiefs... If you want to cry, you can cry, I don't want to read it." you……"

My hand holding the wine jar stopped, and took it in a daze.Thinking back to what he said just now, he suddenly couldn't cry.Putting the sleeves of the half-pull jacket in the sleeve pockets, coughed twice and said, "Let's drink... let's drink."

"Ah."

"...Dare to ask, brother, how old are you this year?"

"It's almost 13 years old."

"Oh……"

"What about you? You should be younger than me."

I lowered my head and shook the wine jar, not daring to look at him, "Oh...I'm a little older than you...a few tens of thousands of years..." Not only that, the years I've been sleeping have fully grown up. I got one for you.

He paused with the hand holding the wine jar, and spilled some wine, probably because he was shocked.

Hey?and many more!

He is less than 13 years old. In this way, when he was born, this deity had already slept in a coffin deep in the Milky Way for more than 1 years. He has never seen me or Li Rong. Have the feeling that I am an old friend?

Some vain scenes suddenly popped up in my mind. On the gloomy and treacherous sea, a lonely water-blue light flickered, as if it would go out in the next moment.I was in a trance for a moment, feeling that this scene was extremely familiar, and my soul was threaded, coming out of the sea and entangled me, strangling me so hard to breathe.

But when I wanted to catch those souls, I saw the sea fog raging, and the scene disappeared in the dark.

I looked at him, a little excited: "Just now... just now, which old friend of yours did I think?"

He shook his head, "It shouldn't be an important old friend, I don't remember you, I just feel vaguely familiar."

It shouldn't be an important old friend, I can't remember you.

The aura entangled in my fingers, on the top of the open Muhua building, in this world mixed with the smell of makeup, is more and more beautiful and free, and the joy from the fingertips flows between the palms, like a random hook , can describe a young man flying freely.

This aura knows me.But I drank the drink and became more and more at a loss.I woke up from the Milky Way five months ago, and flew up to the Hanxiao Palace with a broken bone fan, only to be told that Nie Su had long been wiped out. I once thought—even if there is a wisp of his soul in this world, it would be better than eternal life from now on of nothing left.Now, I have found this soul.I even need to use tactic to probe into his primordial spirit, and I can be sure if this soul is the strand that rescued me from the sea of ​​desirelessness back then.

I am so close to it, but now the owner of this aura says that I am not his important old friend, he never remembers me.

I took another sip of wine silently, and smiled as hard as I could to the oncoming Night Breeze: "This is really a pity."

He suddenly waved his sleeves, picked up the wine jar, the wine poured down, three parts fell into his mouth, and seven parts wet his long hair.

"I know that you also have old people you are attached to. I have too." He said briskly, finally no longer attached obvious politeness and etiquette to his tone, "I once liked a girl."

I was terrified and almost rolled down from the roof: "You like a girl?" Did that bastard Meng Ze allow you to like a girl? !

"It's a pity that I was arrogant and arrogant at that time, thinking that there was nothing that couldn't be solved by fighting. I killed her, which is the saddest thing in my life." He said this sentence very flatly, but his tense fingers almost To crush the wine jar.

I patted him on the shoulder and said in relief: "It's not your fault, you are already fine." It's just that a thin and handsome young man like you, how can you resist the boss of the demon clan who is more arrogant and arrogant than you?Meng Ze knows that you like the girl next to him, so he will definitely make things difficult for you.Involving you in hurting the girl you love, I really can't blame you.

"She died because of me...I'm afraid I will never forgive myself. My hands have held her waist, stroked the fan she painted, touched her sleeping face...and killed her with my own hands. her." When he said this, he couldn't help but choked up.The wine fell into his silk shirt along his temples, spreading with the breeze and the smell of wine with the indelible memory.

Tips: Browser search (book title) + (End Book Shen Li Zhan) can quickly find the book you read on this site!