Chapter 78: I would like to meet often

The night of Tianchuan will always have a faint tidal wave, and the water vapor coming from the sky will surge, and the world seems to always bring a layer of translucent fog. .
Zhou Beinan swims like a fish from the skylight.
He shook the water drops on his head, and reached out and threw a white scale fat fish volley on the shore. He squatted on a rock near the beach and looked up at the moon like a rabbit.
He just wanted to take a break and listened to a gentle enquiry from the back: "Northern, how did you run here?"
Zhou Beinan was thinking about his own thoughts, and he was shocked. He didn’t set up an elbow and slipped into the water.
He turned back and saw Qu Chi standing on the shore.
After stepping on two waters, Zhou Beinan floated his body from the sea and swam toward the shore: "A man comes out."
"I see you are always absent-minded, is it a bad mood?" Qu Chi said, "Today is your birthday, you are not on the table, and the disciples are not happy."
"I am not happy when they are in trouble." Zhou Beinan did not care to walk out of the sea, only a wet brown leggings pants, large pieces of shiny muscles in the moonlight thin.
He twisted his long, wet hair and said, "Don't worry about me. Go."
Qu Chi temperament and easygoing, Zhou Beinan said nothing, do not need to accompany, he is not strong to stay here, called Zhou Beinan uncomfortable.
Before leaving, he looked at the fat fish that was thrown ashore by Zhou Beinan and smacked his tail.
Zhou Beinan smashed a water grass that was washed up by the late tide, twisted into a strand, and put the fish lip on.
But after doing all this, he didn't know what to do next.
And the white fish eyes and big eyes looked at each other for a while, Zhou Beinan did not know who was sulking, and muttered: "...is really stupid."
When the voice fell, he felt that the shadow of the foot was swayed by a glare, as if a piece of star was broken and smashed.
Zhou Beinan turned his head and heard that there was a cracking sound of gunpowder in the mainland town far from the sea.
The sound is not big, but the flying beads that bloom at low altitude are familiar enough to make Zhou Beinan's eyes shine.
The second piece of fireworks rotates into the sky, but the drop point is much lower. In the low-altitude, there are thousands of knots, and the glazed fire is burning in the sun, and there are many colorful clouds.
Not waiting for the third piece of fireworks to enter the air, Zhou Beinan raised the fish, and he took off the clothes on the shore and put it on the grass. Even if the water drops were too late to drain, he hurriedly called the rifle and crossed the sea. Benina called the town of "Linjin".
He had some hunch today, his birthday, Xu Xingzhi will not come.
Nowadays, I can see the familiar fireworks in the far air. What else does Zhoubeinan still understand?
Linjin Town Lingang is a place where Tongda is located. There are many inns that can be sheltered. If you look for it one by one, you are afraid to be similar. Fortunately, today's non-annual non-festival, which one ordered the firecrackers to let go of the fireworks, just ask a few merchants is clear at a glance.
Inquired about Zhoubei Nanyi Road, went to an inn and asked the boss, and I learned that there were two sons who had made a lot of money to cover the entire inn. Just after they went to the roof and placed three fireworks, one of the sons went downstairs and said that if there were well-dressed Xianmen sons looking for them, they would go to the upstairs and wait for a room to wait. They then arrive.
Zhou Beinan had no doubt about him, and the fish in his hand was thrown at the boss: "Go a pot of soup."
After clearing the white-skinned squid still in need, the boss was surprised: "The son, this sea bream is not uncommon, but the white-scale squid is so rare that one can sell fifty gold." The chef of our small shop inn is afraid that it is not well regulated..."
Zhou Beinan rushed to see Xu Xingzhi, where he could rap with him: "According to the simplest method, you can boil the soup."
After all, he took a robes and rushed upstairs.
When crossing the stairs, Zhou Beinan felt that the body seemed to pass through a soft flow barrier.
There is a transparent wall here, which mortals can't wear. and
Just stepping through this pass, Zhou Beinan heard the slightest low-pitchedness from the upload of the roof, the tongue and the tongue, the sound of snoring, endless.
Although Zhou Beinan was not personnel, he also knew what was the movement. He immediately became red and shy, and almost stunned and fell down the stairs.
Since there are only Xu Xingzhi and Meng Zhongguang in this inn, it is self-evident that the voice was sent by whom.
Zhou Beinan casually found a bedroom with a light to keep himself in the inside, but the sound of yin and yang was not small. Listening to the faint sound, Zhou Beinan smashed a face, and the buttocks were poked with a stick. Restless. I didn't know how long it took, and he saw the door being pushed out from the outside.
Xu Xingzhi’s hair was chaotic, and he walked in front of him. When he saw Zhou Beinan, he snorted:
Northern China, come so fast?

In the face of no photo, Zhou Beinan killed Xu Xing’s shameless heart, but when he saw the face, he didn’t open his mouth. Zhou Beinan’s heart softened seven points, and the remaining three points were also seen. It melted thoroughly when he wore his right hand with a thin glove.
However, Zhou Beinan’s tone is as strong as ever:
Is still alive?

Xu Xingzhi smiled: "Not dead."
This smile, Zhou Beinan saw some differences.
If in the past, Xu Xing decided to happily come up and hook his shoulders, and asked intimately, "Do you want me to die?", will never let go of any chance to ridicule yourself, the appearance of the skin is called I want to get rid of him.
... He is different after all.
Thinking about this, Zhou Beinan is even more soft.
When Xu Xing’s trip to the table, when he wanted to sit down, his arms on the table were slightly stiff, and the corners of his lips set off a slightly comfortable arc.
Meng Zhongguang’s eyes were fast, and he handed a cushion. He grabbed his arm and sent him to sit down securely.
Seeing the interaction between the two, Zhou Beinan still can't find a clue, and swallowing a sigh of water.
Xu Xingzhi asked him: "How come you are alone?"
Zhou Beinan turned a white-eyed road: "Hey, I shouted the four disciples and went to see you and Meng Zhongguang's good things together?"
Xu Xingzhi was born with a cheeky face, but he still smiled shamelessly: "Heavily, you go down, I have a chat with North and South alone."
Meng Zhongguang looked at Zhou Beinan's eyes and licked his lips. His expression was not very happy, but he still listened to the instructions and got up and went downstairs.
As soon as he left, Zhou Beinan’s nose was not a nose, not a face:
I said, you have let the fireworks come over, how come you both...

Xu Xingzhi can not help but can not help.
Recently, Meng Chongguang finally tasted the sweetness of doing this good thing. He knew the taste of the marrow, and he always hugged him like a little milk dog, two or three times a day. As for Xu Xingzhi, I have slowed down the uncomfortable one or two at the beginning. Recently, I have become more aware of the benefits of doing this. Half a push and a half will follow Meng Zhongguang and let him go.
Just letting go of the fireworks, Meng Zhongguang saw the flames of the sky, very beautiful, and then he became interested again. He shouted Xu Xingzhi, saying that he wanted to try something that couldn’t be the same, and while he was pulling Xu Xingzhi’s clothes, he was justified. Spoiled the road: "Mr. Zhou, he saw the fireworks, changed the clothes, came from Ying Tianchuan, and then heard a place at home, the speed would not be fast..."
Xu Xingzhi was wrapped up in his soft and hot, and pressed his waist backwards: "How are you so refined at this time?"
Meng Zhongguang kissed his hair and promised: "Brother, I will try to be faster."
Xu Xingzhi only felt that this little was born with himself, and he always couldn’t help him. This time it was easily convinced, and the two were squatting and uncomfortable.
Under the blue sky, everything is as clean as it is, and the roof here is no different from the building on the side. As long as someone pushes open the window on the opposite side, you can see the spring scene here, so Xu Xingzhi will only be amazed. He swallowed, and he was forced to redden his eyes.
The moon is in the sky, compassionately and tenderly watching the two young people who are carnival.
Sitting back in the room, Xu Xingzhi left the pot and poured hot tea into the bowl.
Zhou Beinan knows that if he asks this question himself, he will not have any decent answer, simply let go of his hand.
Xu Xingzhi pushed the tea bowl over: "Take the snow dust and Qu Chi."
"I have to come in a hurry." Zhou Beinan took the tea bowl and smashed it in his hand. "In addition, Qu Chi is probably with snow dust now. If I want to call Qu Chi, I must be involved in snow dust. You know the character of snow dust. If he came to see you, it would be ok. But..."
When Xu Xingzhi saw that he was too difficult to say, he replied for him: "I know that it is not convenient to know that the light is a demon."
Wen Xuechen has always been a nonsense person, and the heavy light is now sticking to him. It is better to see each other when they meet, and it is better to see each other.
Zhou Beinan frowned slightly, his fingers unconsciously knead his clothes.
He does not call Wen Xuechen. Actually, it is because today, Wen Xuechen still firmly believes that the death of Qing Jingjun cannot be separated from Meng Zhongguang. He has also privately told the disciples of Qinglianggu. If he finds Meng Zhongguang’s trace, he will come back all night. It’s not a kill.
He wanted to tell the truth, but the exit turned a corner: "No. He is accompanying the small string. Small string... she has."
Xu Xingzhi was shocked and happy: "Is it?"
Zhou Beinan touched the tip of his nose, and he was not proud of it: "Two months. I only knew it yesterday. Xiaoxian said that this is the birthday present she sent me."
Xu Xingzhi is also happy, from the waist to pull out a clear and infinite dragon-shaped turquoise, play at the fingertips, handed over to Zhou Beinan: "Hey."
"this is?"
"It was a gift that was sent to you." Xu Xingzhi said, "This is what I found in an antique shop when I came with heavy light. It is a jade that has been raised for more than a decade. Since the small string has a body, Let her give it, how?"
Zhou Beinan took over Yulai and pinched two pinches. He knew that this jade was good on the ground. It was expensive. Some of the hearts were grateful and sour. If you feel grateful, you will be over the mouth. When you turn it upside down, it will change its taste: "The birth of me." What about the gift?"
Xu Xingzhi did not panic: "I will give this to you."
He spread his hand again and placed a hand-made cinnabar-colored sachet in his palm, which was very delicate.
Zhou Beinan dislikes: "Women are women, where are they bought?"
Xu Xingzhi answered: "I did."
Zhou Beinan: "..."
Xu Xingzhi does not look like a man. He is ashamed to wear needles. He said: "The sand is full of sandalwood and peach wood, and the round beads are all polished by me. I originally wanted to do this thing. I gave it to the light, and we both have one. This is not, just just do one."
Zhou Beinan asked, "Your hand -"
He knew that he had lost his word, but Xu Xingzhi didn't mind, and he shook his own palm.
"It's still a success." Xu Xingzhi said, "Leave a hand and do a lot of things.... I can still talk to you."
After Zhou Beinan grinned, he felt that his throat was blocked, and he simply took his ankle under the table.
Xu Xingzhi reached out and made a slight effort to hold the cinnabar sachet and Zhou Beinan’s right hand together:
Northern South, happy birthday.

I have listened to the whole day, but it is very gentle and comfortable when I fall into my ear. It has caused some hot face in Zhoubeinan: "...the meat is dead."
"You can make a wish."
Zhou Beinan uncomfortably touched his chin: "Where are you going in the future?"
"Fish jumps all over the world, and there is always a place to go." Xu Xingzhi smiled. "...Where is the light, where do I go. We have two small courtyards, where we planted the flowers and plants, and wait for the spring next year." Maybe I will raise a dog again."
Zhou Beinan looked at him and knew that Xu Xingzhi was unwilling to be involved with the world. His heart was sour and warm for a while, he whispered: "I hope there is nothing to see."
Zhou Beinan’s words with Xu Xing’s words were nothing more than trivial things that he had recently met.
As for the order of Guangfu Jun to go through the four thresholds and to pursue the pursuit of Xu Xing, Xu Xingzhi’s heart is clearly clear, so Zhou Beinan does not have to say;
As for the real cause of death of Qing Jingjun, Xu Xingzhi would say when he wanted to inform him, so Zhou Beinan did not have to ask.
Zhou Beinan always believes in Xu Xingzhi.
He only wants Xu Xingzhi to be at ease with him, and to show his unfettered laughter.
After half a time, Zhou Beinan’s calculations counted, knowing that if he disappeared for too long, it would be bad if he caused doubts. He then got up and planned to respond to Tianchuan.
Xu Xingzhi did not leave him, sent him to the entrance of the inn, saw him figure into the night, and then turned back, just to see Meng Zhongguang carrying a pot of hot and fragrant things from the kitchen, the fresh air The taste is straightforward and straightforward.
Xu Xingzhi only knows that this fragrance is very familiar: "This is..."
The innkeeper said: "This white scale squid was brought by the visiting son. When he came, he told me to simmer it.
When he hadn't finished speaking, he shrank in the eyes of Meng Zhongguang's cold and stinging, and he wandered to the backyard.
Wen Yan, Xu Xing could not help but slightly bent his eyebrows.
Last week, Zhou Beinan Shengchen, he followed the usual practice, took a gift to Yingchuan to feast, and took a meal at the banquet, then pointed to one of the white scale squid soup, and smiled: "There is a bit of flavor The rest are tired of eating."
At that time, Zhou Beinan’s attitude was very clear. He loved eating and eating, and Tianchuan was not used to your mouth.
See Xu Xingzhi looking at the fish soup, the eyebrows are full of nostalgia, Meng Zhongguang is more sullen in his heart, licking a piece of fresh and white fish, biting his mouth in the mouth with anger, and holding another piece of chopsticks with vinegar. Passing in the direction of Xu Xingzhi: "The brothers are losing too much today, or more to make up."
Xu Xingzhi walked slowly, but did not pick up the clipped fish, but bent over and bit the fish in Meng Zhongguang's mouth.
Meng Chongguang's chopsticks are loose, and the fish that meets at least one room rate will fall to the ground.
After smashing the little temper, Xu Xingzhi sat down at the table and stuffed two pieces of fish and a spoonful of soup into his mouth. Even if he lifted his wrist and wiped his left eye, he sucked in vaguely. Road: "...too hot."
Meng Zhongguang got closer and kissed his ear gently, using his teeth to describe the shape of his delicate ear bones.
Meng Zhongguang did not speak, but patiently embraced Xu Xingzhi, so that he could safely finish the dinner sent by this friend.
Out of the inn's gate, Zhou Beinan will play the cinnabar sachet all the way, and he is dissatisfied with the saying: "The woman's home."
He only cares about bowing his head and squatting. When he drops a pair of slender legs and two wheelchair wheels in his eyelids, Zhou Beinan is inevitable.
He quickly looked up, and for a time he flashed the reason for countless banquets. However, Wen Xuechen only used an understatement to tear all his smashed drafts into pieces: "The low-altitude fireworks, I have seen Qu Chi has also seen."
Zhou Beinan snorted and grabbed the scalp. He wanted to stop Wen Xuechen from going to the inn. He had to clumsily try to open the topic: "What about small strings?"
Wen Xuechen responded like a flow: "I sent the string girl back to the house and watched her and the child settle down early, only to join with Qu Chi."
Zhou Beinan: "..."
Not waiting for Zhou Beinan to come up with some ideas, Wen Xuechen asked: "He can be okay?"
Zhou Beinan only nodded: "The spirit is much better. There is a loss of Meng Zhongguang on his side."
When Zhou Beinan mentioned Meng Zhongguang, he paid special attention to the change of Wen Xuechen's expression. He only hoped that he would not be bothering them now. If he really fights, he will not even know who to help.
After a long while, Wen Xuechen took a book from the sleeve and pulled out a few pages. He said slowly: "According to the yellow calendar, today is the golden eclipse, it is advisable to marry, it is not appropriate. I just came to see, know the line. Fortunately, I can be safe... what do you do!?"
Qu Chi smiled from behind him: "I see if it is a golden eclipse today."
Wen Xuechen hid the scroll of the book with the words "fetal birth book" clearly written on the scroll head. The tone was not consciously aggravated: "...naturally."
Qu Chi did not argue with him. He asked softly: "Do we really not look at him?"
"As long as everything is well done, why should we bother him?" Wen Xuechen slowly licked the yin and yang ring on his wrist with his fingertips. "But Meng Zhongguang was with him. Once he saw it, he had a conflict." Not making him difficult."
Zhou Beinan sighed with relief: "So... let's go back?"
During the speech, Qu Chi carefully noticed the same ornaments on the end of the Zhoushan Nangang refining gun. He was curious: "Northern, do you never love such pendants?"
Zhou Beinan coughed and turned his face: "I feel good-looking and buy it at hand."
When Qu Chi looked at his expression, he guessed one or two and asked: "... is it?"
Zhoubei Nanxun nailed the railway: "...naturally."
Qu Chi smiled.
He has never been accustomed to dismantling others, so the figure of the three people walked quietly under the moonlight and walked slowly toward Yingtianchuan.
On the roof of the inn, Xu Xingzhi holding the tableware looked at the three people far away, and they were with them under the hook of the month. They listened to the sound of the tide of the ropes, and they felt soft and soft. No longer exists.
The author has something to say: - Xu Shixiong handed the sachet to Zhou Beinan, the last physical contact between the two of them.
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I have also drifted for a long time. For ten years, I have been deeply enthroned, and I have died.