Chapter 191

I feel very funny when I see his appearance of crying, but on the surface, it's the way of a gentleman: "don't hurry to go, Lord Tong and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't you find a place to have two drinks?"

Evil Shao's invitation not only didn't make Tong Xian happy, but made his scalp numb and tongue tied: "Tong... Suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do... Why don't you have a drink with master pan another day... How about?" In my memory, I was filled to death by Pan Jingyuan in the Taishi mansion, and my face was lost. Now the sky here is far from the emperor, and if it falls into his hands, isn't it that the sky shouldn't make the earth work?

Naturally, I didn't really want to make an appointment with him. However, seeing that he was so afraid of himself, he joked: "ah, it's better to hit the sun than choose a day. I haven't drunk for a long time. I'm suffocating. Today, let's get drunk and stop drinking. How about not paying for it? "

Hearing what the other party said, Tong Xian didn't dare to stay more for a moment. He quickly declined: "it's really inconvenient today. Let's make an appointment with Lord pan another day. It's more lively with more people, isn't it?"

The evil young man picked his eyebrows and turned his mouth, with a disappointed expression: "well, I'll take my eldest brother to beg for wine in person some day. Adult Tong, don't shut us out."

Tong Xian smiled on his face, but he was cruel in his heart: "this little rabbit is really hateful. If his father and his brother didn't cover him, he would have to know that someone in my child is not easy to mess with."

When Tong Xian was sent away, everyone was relieved. Especially the fake male host "Zhao Changyuan".

"Are you gone?" He didn't dare to look out blatantly, so he had to ask the girls standing beside him in a low voice.

The sixth aunt also knew that he was not his nephew. In addition to being disappointed, she had to face the reality. Although the man was very cowardly, he was willing to take risks to save the scene because he had no relatives with them. How can they be picky and dislike others“ be gone. Don't be so nervous. He doesn't dare to rush in anyway. " She soothed softly.

At this time, evil Shao also walked in and whispered to him: "what Mrs. Han said is, don't forget where you are and who you are now." No matter how skillful the Yirong master is, people's temperament and temperament cannot be copied. If this fake is always so timid, it will be seen and doubted sooner or later.

"Well, I'm calm, calm..." the fake little white face took a deep breath and vomited out again. His expression was a little funny, which loosened the originally dull atmosphere in the room: "I'm Zhao Changyuan, I'm Grand Marshal, I'm the boss here, and no one dares to provoke me, I..."

Looking at this face as like as two peas in Zhao Changyuan, she has been putting on airs to cheer herself up, and several girls have been unable to help laughing.

The evil young man couldn't help but stop him: "just say it at ease. You're not a monk in Shaolin Temple. You don't have to read scriptures."

Later, everyone knew that the fake Zhao Changyuan was a native of Cangzhou. His real name was Fang Zhiwen. He was only 20 years old this year. Because the family was poor, my brother married a year ago and ran out of money. When it was his turn to get married, the family couldn't handle the marriage for him. However, because his appearance is so popular, there is no girl willing to marry him. Just wait until he gets the money and goes back to buy himself a small home.

From that night on, he made a floor to sleep in the evil young room, while Du ruotong went to accompany Gong Yue. During the day, he stayed in Gong Yueyue's house to incubate eggs. One was to hide people's ears and eyes, and the other was to avoid Tong Xian's old coyote.

After three days, they unknowingly ushered in the first Dragon Boat Festival after leaving their hometown. But this day, in the post house and Cangzhou camp, I'm afraid no one feels better. For one thing, I miss my relatives every festival. Second, there is no news from Zhao Changyuan and Xiao Jun, while Gong Yueyue is still "lying dead"

Evil little and Du ruotong had planned to spend the festival with pan Zhuqing. I didn't think pan Zhuqing came to the door in person, but he was so early.

Pan Zhuqing, who had just finished his official business in the city next door, rushed back, dressed in servants and dust, and expressed his thoughts and concerns. When he and Fang Zhiwen met face-to-face at the door of Gong Yueyue's house, he was stunned and panicked. His face suddenly sank and his whole body overflowed with a layer of cold sweat.

But pan Zhuqing is not an ordinary person. He immediately saw the stranger in each other's eyes, saw the exploration, and found the slightly thin posture of the opposite side. Besides, the same person who practices martial arts can't tell the difference between Zhao Changyuan and the person in front of him in terms of energy and spirit?

Knowing the context, pan Zhuqing pinched a cold sweat in her heart. Fortunately, he hasn't had a chance to meet Tong Xian, otherwise he will find a chance to disclose Zhao Changyuan's whereabouts to him, completely breaking Zhao Changyuan's retreat. Now pan Jingyuan found such an inexplicable fake and just pulled the pan family in. No matter how pan Zhuqing entrapped Zhao Changyuan, he would never be buried with his own brother.

Even if you are no longer in the mood, the Dragon Boat Festival is a traditional Chinese festival after all. The people have been busy preparing dishes all day. Generals such as He Yong, Yang Jinyi and Zhao Liang also took time to return to the post house to spend the festival with their fellow villagers. The originally deserted post house became lively.

Maybe he was infected by the festive atmosphere, maybe Fu Yun's acupuncture was good, maybe the medicine introducer found by Pan Zhuqing did have a magical effect

In short, Gong Yueyue, who was always in a state of brain death, finally had some consciousness.

But this time, she didn't hear Zhao Changyuan's voice or smell the familiar and infatuated smell like last time. There was no sound around. On the contrary, the darkness in front of her seemed to be slowly dispersed. She opened her eyes without effort.

But the sight before her confused her again. It's not her and Zhao Changyuan's house in Cangzhou Prefecture, let alone their home in Luoyang. On the asphalt road, the traffic lights flicker, and the hurried figures around

When she suddenly realized it, her mind was blank. This is not the Song Dynasty at all, but the place where she has lived for more than 20 years, her hometown - the intersection of a commercial district in a southern city in China in 201x. The position where she stood was the place where she was shot.

The ears seemed to be suddenly pulled out of the water, and the noise of various frequencies and timbres rushed into her auricles and hit her eardrums. Voice, music, roar of car engine... She couldn't help frowning and covering her ears, trying to isolate these long lost voices.

Is she really back? She really seems to be back. Shock, excitement, panic and sadness rushed to nibble at her already chaotic brain at this moment. She didn't know what to do or even where to go. She just stared at the people coming and going on the street and let the traffic lights change from red to green and from green to red again and again.

"Am I really back? I really seem to be back. Mom and Dad, I'm back. " She closed her eyes and imagined how happy her long lost parents would cry. The bereaved family affection and the hope of reunion made her temporarily shield everything in ancient times from her thoughts“ Go home, go home first. "

She said to herself silently, made up her mind, opened her eyes and was about to walk across the street. A familiar figure across the street made her stunned at the moment.

He was thinner than when he left more than a year ago, and his hair reached his ears. Dark blue polo shirt, black trousers and white air force No. 1 nike shoes are her favorite look. Now he was standing across the street, a traffic light away from her, but she still saw the tears in his eyes and the trembling corners of his lips.

She mumbled out his name: "Haoran." This time she didn't mix up and recognized him at a glance.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a joke she had played with Jiang Haoran. At that time, she saw a status on the microblog that said, "if one day I die and you see me in the street, will you hold me excitedly or run away?" She asked him excitedly. While playing CS (anti terrorist elite, shooting games), he raised his lips and said with a smile: "do you still need to ask? Of course, run as far as you can! "

At that time, she was so naughty that she didn't talk to him again all day. At this moment, how she wished he could turn around and run away, and how she wished to see even the slightest bit of fear or strangeness in his eyes, so her guilt, sin and pain might be less. But he didn't, only his face was haggard and vicissitudes condensed by long-term grief. His once firm and deep eyes are now fragile and sad. He looked at her with tearful eyes, as if he would break the illusion in front of him if he took a step forward.

She couldn't say a sentence to him: "Haoran... I'm sorry... I took you..."

Jiang Haoran stopped in place and looked forward to her. She raised her hand over her face and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Gong Yueyue, no matter what, we should be happy to meet again after a long separation. Think about something else later... "She whispered, trying to temporarily anesthetize the pain at the bottom of her heart that was about to tear her heart. There will be a lifetime for her to miss and suffer. Not at this moment.

The person opposite is Jiang Haoran, who has been in love with her for seven years and promised each other physically and mentally. He plans to walk around every inch of the earth hand in hand until his white hair has to lie side by side on a beach, eat and die. It was the focus she had followed, the source of all the sweet tenderness in her heart. It was Jiang Haoran who was once called by everyone as the most enviable luxury of Gong Yueyue. God knows how much he has borne and paid for her. She must be sincere in the joy of reunion at this moment.

Thinking of this, her face in the palm of her hand burst into a smile and took the first step in his direction.

Behind him, there was a piercing cry: "Lady -"

"Xianggong?" Gong Yue was stunned, and Jiang Haoran opposite also sank his face and looked behind her for a moment. She suddenly turned back and saw Zhao Changyuan standing in the crowd. The long shirt with wide sleeves and official boots in a bun blend with this place at this moment, which is abrupt and dazzling“ My husband! " How did he show up here? Did he come back with him?

Not allowing her to figure out what was going on, Zhao Changyuan blushed and shouted to her, "don't go there! You can't turn back! "