Chapter 6: First sight

Lin Rufei started coughing again.
It was useless to drink any medicine this time, and the layers of itching overflowed from his throat, causing him to shake his thin shoulders constantly.
Lin Bianyu sat on the bed watching her frail uncle, instructing her maid Yurui to go to the pharmacy to get some flower back.
Hualu is a medicine for cough, but it will hurt the stomach. Unless it is particularly serious, it will not be used on Lin Rufei.
Do n’t use it today, but it wo n’t work. Lin Rufei's throat was so sweet that he wanted to suppress the rust smell that came up, but he was unsuccessful. He could only press the silk scarf in his hand to his lips. There was a violent shaking on his shoulders, and Lin Rufei managed to catch his breath, so he rolled up the silk scarf and wanted to hide it. However, where is Lin Fanyu's fool, he stretched out his hand and snatched the scarf over, and saw a dark red mark on the scarf.
Lin Bianyu saw this scene, her lips were heavy, her eyes were dull.
What Lin Rufei wanted to say, Lin Bianyu made a snoring gesture to signal that he didn't need to speak. Lin Rufei knew that his second brother was unhappy. When he was unhappy, he always had such an expression. He wanted to persuade him, but he was coughing continuously, and finally he could only stop smiling.
Floating flowers stood beside the bed, although she didn't say a word, her face was just as ugly.
Yu Rui came back very quickly, holding in her hand the toilet water from the pharmacy.
Lin Rufei drank the toilet water, and the tone in his chest finally smoothed a lot, and the itch in his throat gradually dissipated.
"Go out and let him rest." Lin Fanyu stood up.
The floating flower Yu Rui should whisper well, and bowed down.
Lin Fanyu helped Lin Ru Fei to be horned and retreated.
Lin Rufei leaned on the head of the bed, his expression amused, and for a while, he seemed to hear a loud noise, but it was not real, as if it was just his hallucination.
Lin Rufei looked up at the window. To prevent wind, the window had been closed by floating flowers. Neither the yard nor the spring scene could be seen.
He was like a catfish trapped in a rut, and could only be trapped here.
I don't know how long I slept. Lin Rufei heard the sound of someone walking around the room. He half-raised his eyes, and saw floating flowers carrying a basin in between them. He carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes filled with sorrow Seeing him wake up, he barely pulled out a smile, and called the voice softly.
Lin Rufei asked, "When is it?" When he started, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse. He wanted to come because he had coughed too much, and even coughed with his throat.
"It's old, do you want to eat something?" Fu Hua asked warmly.
Lin Rufei shook his head. He said, "Open the window, the room is a little stuffy."
"But it's going to be late at night, the wind is a bit strong," Fuhua said. "The boy managed to stop the cough. The wind blew, I'm afraid he will commit another crime."
Lin Rufei said: "I don't want to eat."
He drank the toilet water, and although the cough was stopped, he now has no appetite, even when he thinks of food, he will feel nauseous.
The floating flower bit her lower lip, and she didn't say any more words of persuasion.
Although Lin Rufei slept for a long time, she was still very tired, so she opened her eyes to let the floating flowers go, saying that she wanted to rest alone.
Fuhua nodded, and retired silently, and the room calmed down again.
Lin Rufei leaned on the pillow with her eyes half-dropped. He didn't have any drowsiness, but he didn't have the strength to do so, even raising his hand was very reluctant.
The sun was about to set, and the setting sun shattered on the ground through the cracks in the windows.
Lin Rufei's eyes slowly closed, his eyes closed with a weak breath, but between them, he had a strange illusion. Someone seemed to be in the room ...
Lin Rufei opened her eyes and saw a crimson melting in the sunset. The windows in his room were unknown when they were opened, and warm light shrouded most of the room. In the light, someone was sitting side by side in front of the table near the window, in red clothes, black hair, and a long, short, and two black swords around his waist.
Lin Rufei held her back and opened her mouth: "You—"
He wants to ask who you are.
However, the man in red opened his mouth first, with a low voice and a lazy taste. He asked Lin Rufei: "Is there a wine?"
Lin Rufei responded to the man's words. He said, "What wine?"
"Any wine is fine." The man's hand rested on his chin. "Peach blossom wine is the best."
From this perspective, Lin Rufei can only see the side of the man, but this is enough. Men are extremely beautiful, with narrow and long corners of eyes. They should be a pair of extremely beautiful Danfeng eyes, with long eyebrows flying obliquely into the pimple. However, the man's appearance, wearing a red coat, did not seem feminine at all, but was sharp-edged and elegant, making people afraid to profane.
Lin Rufei wanted to cough again, he covered his mouth and whispered, "Where did you come in ... how ... came to my house?"
The man said, "Is there no wine? Without wine, I leave."
Lin Rufei was dumbfounded by the man's natural attitude. The most bizarre thing was that these words made by the man did not make people feel abrupt. Instead, he developed a sense of guilt when he could not satisfy him Come.
"Floating flowers." Lin Rufei said.
"My son." Fu Hua answered outside.
"Is there any wine?" Lin Rufei asked again.
"Wine?" Fuhua was inexplicable. "Do you want to drink?"
Lin Rufei said, "Bring me a pot, preferably peach wine."
Although the floating flower was foggy, after listening to Lin Rufei's instructions, he took a pot of unopened peach flowers and brewed them. Lin Rufei's body is weak, and things like wine are rarely contaminated, but drinking elegantly, Lin Rufei occasionally still drinks a cup when he is in good health.
However, Lin Rufei was still sick at this moment. How could she suddenly want to drink? Floating flowers are very strange. She took the wine and warmed it with hot water. Then she knocked on the door lightly and took the wine into the room. She saw that Lin Rufei, who was still sick, had a lot of spirits, and sat on the bed. Staring at the wide window.
"My son." Floyd said.
Lin Rufei turned his head and asked the floating flower to put the wine on the table, and the floating flower did the same, but Lin Rufei saw something different. The man in red was sitting at the table by the window, but Floating Flowers walked over as if the man was nothing, put down the wine in his hand, and whispered: "My son is sick, it is not appropriate to drink."
"I know." Lin Rufei blinked. "I don't drink, just leave the wine and go out."
Fuhua thought her son was strange, but he hadn't asked any questions yet, Lin Rufei said: "You go to cook some millet porridge and prepare some side dishes, I'm a bit hungry."
As soon as Lin Rufei said that he was hungry, Fuhua threw doubts behind him, and he was pleased, and hurriedly ran out with a skirt. He thought that Lin Rufei was going to eat as early as tomorrow. Now suddenly I have a spirit, and naturally it can't be better.
The man in red didn't even look at the floating flowers. When the wine was put in his hand, he tossed it and drank it.
The wine is a new peach blossom wine made from floating flowers. It uses the flowers from the peach trees in the mountain. The wine tastes sweet and brings some bitterness and peculiarity unique to peach blossoms.
"Who are you?" Lin Rufei remembered something, he covered his right eye, and said, "Are you the peach tree in my yard?"
The man didn't speak, and only cared about drinking.
Lin Rufei no longer asked when he saw this, so he watched the man quietly after drinking the cup, until the bottom of the jug was reached, he reluctantly put down the cup in his hand.
"Would you like another pot?" Lin Rufei questioned thoughtfully after seeing the perseverance in the eyes of the man.
"No need." The man smiled. "Wei just happens."
He tilted his head slightly, and there were some faint smiles in those narrow eyes, he asked, "Have you ever counted peach blossoms?"
It was abrupt and absurd.
But Lin Rufei miraculously understood the meaning of the man. He said, "No." He sighed, "The peach blossoms in the yard refused to open, only the pear blossoms allowed me to count."
The early spring night was cold and slow. He couldn't sleep, so he sat at the window and looked at the yard. The clouds are very thick. There are neither stars nor moon. There are several lanterns hanging in the courtyard, which are not bright enough, but it is enough for Lin Rufei to see the trees in the courtyard. Spring is born, and the treetops are full of lively flowers. Lin Rufei raised her neck and counted them one by one.
On this pear tree, there were 879 flower stamens. Lin Rufei remembered in his heart, as if he had written down a secret that only he knew.
He likes peach blossoms, but the peach trees in He's family refuse to bloom, and pear blossoms also make up and talk to comfort the long cold night.
The man smiled when he heard the words, and was as moving as spring flowers. He said, "Do you want to count the peach blossoms?"
Lin Rufei said, "I think."
The man said, "Then let's go together." He got up abruptly, wide red sleeves swinging out of the arc, like a gorgeous flower, then turned around and reached out to Lin Rufei lying on the bed, "Come with me . "
Lin Rufei was trying to say something, but the man did not give him the opportunity to refuse at all. As soon as he grasped Lin Rufei's hand in front of him, his hand was cold, which was even more than Lin Rufei's illness. Frozen for a few minutes, the frozen Lin Rufei shuddered slightly.
"Go." He said.
Lin Rufei's body rose into the air, and she flew out of the window like this, "Wait--await--"
The man simply ignored.
Lin Rufei's eyes widened, and her pale eyes were stunned, and her hair fluttered in the night breeze, another empty hand grabbed the placket of the person in front of her, afraid that she would fall out of midair. Go on.
The man laughed aloud. He said, "I'm afraid, there's me."
It was said that he let go.
Lin Rufei suffocated, and thought he would fall like this, but found that he was stepping on his feet. Looking down, it turned out to be a sabre around the man's waist.
Lin Rufei is a little bit stingy.
What is Jian Xiu?
It is Lin Biaozhi's long sword across the Jiuye, high crown brushing the vault.
It is Lin Zhanyu's house full of flowers and drunk three thousand passengers, a sword frost cold fourteen states.
Lin Rufei could not recognize the sword, could not lift the sword, and could not learn the sword. He was born in the sword school, but it was not a sword repair, but at this moment, under his feet, he stepped on a hand he thought he would never touch. Flying sword.
The wind in the air was loud, and Lin Rufei's horns blew, and with the laughter of the man, he seemed to see the depths of the night, and there were thousands of flowers in bloom, but the flowers were so lonely in different courtyards. , Lively makes people sad.
When the sword is empty, travel for thousands of miles, don't go one more, return the second.
Lin Rufei felt happy and couldn't help laughing, and suddenly wanted to drink a cup of warm peach blossom.
The author has something to say: Offense: Never show up again, the baby at home is really going to be hooked away by the seductive products outside ...
Hahahaha Yesterday I saw a lovely reader ’s comment on the "Lin Rufei, alias Hook Sword, another word for peach, nickname monkey"
Remarks: When the sword is empty, travel for thousands of miles, do n’t even go, the second one will be used in Lu Yan ’s poem
Junju
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The long sword crosses the nine wild fields, and the high crown sweeps the mysterious sky
from Zhang Hua ’s
Strong Men
"Three thousand passengers are drunk in the hall, a sword and frost cold in the fourteen states."