Chapter 3904

One year later,

The sun is bright and the breeze is not dry.

"Old man, I'm back!"

Mingyan's girl opened the wooden door with a pot of wine in her hand and a waxy voice.

"No big or small, it's called father." the hunter was wiping his shotgun. One leg bent and stepped on the stool. He was slovenly, strong and comfortable. He scolded angrily, but his smile was soft in his eyes. He put down the shotgun, keenly smelled something, moved his nose, gathered up, and suddenly smiled happily: "a smell of wine. Hey, my little cotton padded jacket understands me."

"I'm not big or small?" Li Weijiu raised her wine and didn't give Li Kuo. She raised her white little chin and asked triumphantly.

"My baby daughter is the sweetest!" Li Kuo laughed heartily.

"Hum." Li Weijiu puffed his cheeks and muttered, "you drink less wine. You drink so much every day." then he held his face and sighed: "Chu Zhouzhi guarded me like a thief, and turned 99 away. I was so angry that I was alone."

Li Kuo held the wine jar and sat in a rough posture. When he said this, he worried: "you said that you child, if you have time to rob people with the leader of xuesu palace, you might as well think about your own life event!"

"I'm not. I want to live with 99." the little girl smiled.

The wooden table lacks a leg. Now, there are several meat dishes, a plate of peanuts and a jar of wine. The sun comes in from the window and jumps all over the ground.

Li Kuo smiled, drank and ate meat with deep and peaceful eyes.

The girl had a good life, not like the last life... He was relieved, and Li Kuo looked at the purple and gold cigarette rod in his hand.

The sunlight outside the wooden house is just right.

A year has passed since the last Wulin conference. Whether Lu Wei became the leader of the Wulin alliance or not, he gave up this position himself. He felt that he did not deserve this position and did not want to pay attention to the rights and wrongs in the Jianghu. For this reason, I argued with the Lu family owner for a long time. The Lu family was angry, but finally because of Lu Wei's stubbornness, I had to give up.

Once again, I dreamed of what happened when I was young. The little girl chased him in her dream. She called brother Lu sweetly, with gentle and beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes.

Suddenly,

The light at the bottom of the girl's eyes is gone and desolate.

She asked, "brother Lu, why did you give up on me?"

Lu Wei woke up from his dream, sweating profusely, and his face was wet and cold.

Wake up, everything is empty.

Lu Wei opened his eyes and was stunned for a long time before he slowly felt it. He closed his eyes and tears fell silently. Remorse and guilt surrounded him all the time. He was airtight and could not breathe. He lived in pain all the time. In this big net woven with remorse, he wrapped into a cocoon and could not break free.

I'll never go back.

Later,

Lu Wei travels around the Jianghu and has seen many people and things. His eyes are still gentle, but his heart is empty. Many girls show their love to him, and his family has reminded him many times. Lu Wei refuses one by one. He hides a person in his heart. He has gone deep into the bone marrow for a long time and can't fit anything else.

In a place where beggars gather, the sun can't shine. The tall figure curls up in a dark corner. His legs are twisted at an abnormal angle. His muscles and bones are broken by life. He can't speak or speak. He can only survive by competing for food. His eyes are full of tears. Even crying is silent. He slowly closes his eyes.

No breathing.

On that day, the bride's wedding dress was red and the Phoenix was shining.

It became a dream that Liang JunShang could not reach in his life.

In a small town, the morning light is bright and gentle, shrouded in human fireworks.

Outside the clean and simple steamed stuffed bun shop, a passing little boy was seven or eight years old, his clothes were shabby and sewed a lot of patches. He had just been expelled by others. He still had blue and purple wounds on his face. He looked embarrassed and pitiful. He stopped. He stared at the hot steamed stuffed bun with his eyes. He could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Suddenly, two big steamed stuffed buns were packed in oil paper bags and handed to him. The fingers were slender and pale, and a red rope was tied between the wrists. It looked a little old.

The aroma of steamed stuffed bun came to his face. The little boy was stunned for a moment. He saw the person in front of him along the steamed stuffed bun. His face was cold and his eyebrows were exquisite. He was afraid to answer: "give it to me?"

"Here you are." the boss of the steamed stuffed bun shop tried to soften his tone.

"But I have no money..." the little boy lowered his head and didn't dare to look at people. His voice became lower and lower, and his face turned red.

"It doesn't matter." the man said, "no money, eat."

The little boy swallowed his saliva again. His stomach growled. He was also very hungry. He picked up the steamed stuffed bun and ate it. He wolfed down. His eyes were clear: "thank you, brother!"

"I'll come here when I'm hungry. I won't charge you." the boss said. He wanted to raise his hand and rub the little boy's head. His fingertips moved. After a moment of hesitation, he put it up, rubbed it rigidly, and took back his hand. Before he withdrew, he was held by the little boy. His temperature was warm. The boy's eyebrows and eyes were young, and he bit the steamed stuffed bun. It looked funny and sad, Tears choked and said to him, "brother, you're so kind. I've been hungry for a long time. I, I..."

The little boy is inarticulate and incoherent.

Fifteen eyes were slightly trance, as if he saw the young himself, but he seemed sharper.

He wiped away the little boy's tears and packed some steamed stuffed buns for him to take away.

After the little boy left, the doctor in the medicine shop next to him couldn't see it anymore. He sighed and said to the boy earnestly, "you'll lose money like this. You'll lose everything without making much money."

The boss of this steamed stuffed bun shop is also strange. He settled in the town three years ago and opened a shop. There are not many guests. He doesn't care about his name or money. He always gives alms to homeless children. He doesn't think much of his communication with others. He always wears black clothes, is silent and goes alone. He never sees who he contacts. Only when facing children can he be a little soft and blind.

Many girls bought steamed stuffed buns here to see him. However, the man was too confused about the style and finally pissed off the girls.

Like fast wood, he sells steamed stuffed buns in a small town and always makes a loss.

No one knows where he comes from, who he is or what he likes, but his name is fifteen.

Someone also advised him that there was no future. He might as well take the imperial examination. Even if he wandered in the Jianghu, he didn't have to waste his time in a small town.

At that time, the boy was quiet and said calmly, "I've wandered in the Jianghu. I owe a lot to a man. I want to make atonement."

The proponent was stunned. The monk Zhang Er couldn't touch his head and didn't understand the boy's words. He felt more and more strange.

When the doctor recalled this, he simply hated iron and steel: "sooner or later you will close the store."

Fifteen shook his head. He was still not good at communicating with people, but he would no longer refuse people thousands of miles away. His voice was stiff and said slowly, "I'm not afraid of compensation."

“……”

What a freak.

The young man pursed his lips, stopped talking, lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the old red rope on his wrist. His eyes were slightly soft. His eyebrows and eyes were a little fuzzy in the halo of the morning, a little cold and hard, but also a little handsome of the young man.

Today's sunshine is just right, a little bright and gentle, adding a third of spring to the youth's smile, soft and quiet.