Chapter 1287

Bai Yin looks at the visitor in the middle of the night and listens to these strange words.

What do you mean, is it Baiyin?

He's not Baiyin. Who else can he be?

This question is difficult to ask.

Bai Yin's strength of holding the short knife in her hand increased a bit.

He asked the lianque, "why do you ask?"

Lianque was silent for a while and said, "did I say that you are very much like a friend of mine?"

friend?

Hearing the speech, Bai Yin took a small step back.

I can't help thinking of the dream I had just now!

In the dream, there is a lianque!

Therefore, while he was confused, he was a little more curious about the man in front of him.

He followed the words of lianque just now and asked, "do I... Know you?"

After asking, the air condenses in an instant.

Their eyes are intertwined, and their hearts may have had an induction at this moment.

Nobody spoke!

For a moment, Bai Yin gradually put down her hand holding the short knife, with a trace of uncertainty in her eyes, but in an instant, she said very firmly, "no, we can't know each other."

Because in his impression, there is no lianque!

Even the bird smiled bitterly: "yes, you can't be him."

Because her ah Jin doesn't know herself.

Both denied their own guesses and ideas.

Lianque didn't stay much. After saying these words, he hurried away with a regret.

The night swept by the strong wind and heavy snow returned to tranquility again.

Baiyin looks at the end of the empty corridor and falls into silence.

That night, he drank wine all night unconsciously.

Drunk directly on the stone steps.

Like a puddle of mud!

……

Early in the morning.

Song Zhi opened his eyes and went to sweep the snow with his broom.

As soon as I got to the courtyard, I saw Bai Yin lying on the stone steps.

He was covered with snow.

His face is red and his lips are purple.

This is obviously frozen.

Song Zhi was stunned immediately.

What's going on?

A living man is lying here. The broom he is holding should be swept from left to right? Or sweep from right to left?

After a tangle, he was at a loss.

"What should I do?"

It is well known that he is afraid of Baiyin.

For a long time——

He just walked to Baiyin, squatted down, gently pushed him a few times with his hand, and whispered, "Baiyin? Baiyin? Wake up."

The mud still doesn't move!

Song Zhi didn't give up and continued to call: "Baiyin, it's winter. If you lie here and sleep, you'll catch a cold. Wake up, Baiyin? Wake up."

“……”

"Shall I help you back to your room to have a rest?"

“……”

Mud heard a little noise and moved slightly, but he still didn't wake up.

I'm so worried!

At this time, Lang Po had got up. He tidied up his clothes and went out of the door. He had just bypassed the corridor and saw this scene.

Huh?

Stunned for a moment, and then walked quickly over.

Asked Song Zhi, "what's the situation?"

The baby was scared to death.

When Song Zhi saw him, he suddenly got up and was a little nervous. He grabbed the broom in his hand and quickly explained, "well... I don't know what happened? When I came to sweep the snow in the morning, I saw Baiyin lying here. I couldn't wake him up."

Lang Po frowned and smelled a strong smell of wine around him.

Rush into the tip of your nose. It smells bad.

He immediately frowned.

When I looked around, I saw several wine bottles covered by heavy snow.

reel right and left.

Horizontal and vertical.

I dare say this guy came out last night to drink?

Even if I drink, I'm still very drunk!

Now lying here, half of my body is buried in the snow.

If he hadn't been able to snore, others would really think he was dead!

And definitely frozen to death.

If it snowed harder, he might not be able to stand out!

Song stopped and asked anxiously, "Mr. Lang, what should I do now? Can't Bai Yin sleep here all the time?"

There's nothing he can do anyway!

Lang Bo was a rough man. As soon as he turned his eyes, he bent down and grabbed Bai Yin's strong arm.

As soon as he tried hard, he pulled him up.

He carried it on his shoulder.

be gone.

This scene made Song Zhi look silly.

Look at your hand that is suitable for writing with a pen. I'm afraid you can't even lift a bucket of well water.

What a shame!

He sighed and silently took the broom and began to sweep the snow.

……

Lang Po carried the drunken Baiyin back to the house and threw him on the bed without pity.

Bang!

The back of Baiyin's head hit the hard bedside directly.

Probably because it hurts too much.

He gave an "ah" and woke up.

The whole person couldn't help shrinking into a ball, holding his head and crying with pain.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Langbo standing by the bed smiling.

The wine gradually dissipated and there was a trace of consciousness.

He sat up hard, stared at Lang Po and asked, "what are you doing beating me?"

Ouch.

Wronged me.

Langbo's innocent face, with a trace of anger, choked back: "who hit you? How do you know your eyes saw me hit you?"

Baiyin touched her head: "there's only you here, not you? Is it me?"

"I said, are you drunk? Do you know that if I hadn't carried you back, you would still be lying in the snow outside and freeze to death."

“……”

Bai Yin just reacted.

yes! I drank all night in the courtyard last night.

As a result, he drank out of consciousness.

When Lang po said this, Bai Yin found that she was trembling all over.

The cold spread all over the body.

The teeth are trembling.

It's strange that it's not cold after freezing all night.

He breathed a sigh, quickly hugged his arms and rubbed them, then pulled the quilt from the bed and wrapped it around him.

Wrapped tightly.

Then he looked at Langbo with mixed eyes: "thank you."

"Still know, thanks, that means you're not stupid."

"You really push an inch." Lang Po smiled proudly, sat down beside the bed and greeted Bai Yin with some blurred eyes, Q: "But seriously, what's the matter with you? You had a nightmare last night and woke up strange. You didn't tell me. I thought you were just going out for a walk, but I didn't expect you to drink wine outside all night. You can drink it. You can drink it all night. How can you drink it like this? Do you know that childe song was frightened when he saw you like this? He said I'm too weak to carry you. If it weren't for me, you would still be lying outside. Why? still

Expect the Lord to carry you? Dream! If you were the Lord, you would directly order someone to pour a bucket of water on your head, and you would wait to become an ice sculpture. "

“……”

This mouth is too poisonous.

As expected, it was taught by Jing Rong himself. It's not easy.