Chapter 721: Taro cheekbones (15)

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"Why not go with them?" Someone suddenly asked behind him, his voice was rare and moist, like a mountain spring falling from a stone in the moonlight, "Or are you waiting for me?"
Shi Yu crosses her face, Qinghui falls on her face, and a faint glow outlines the outline. In the dark night, there is a simple beauty.
"You're here." Shi Yu didn't go to see him, and his eyes fell into the depths of the bamboo forest. "Did you feel lonely for so many years?"
"I see that you are used to the surroundings," Wen Yan walked to her side. "Once the practitioner enters the cultivation state, he doesn't know the time. Once he closes his eyes and then opens his eyes, it will take a few years. The less time passes, the less I care. As for the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's all luck. "
"Then you haven't had the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Shi Yu was curious. This curiosity pulled her out of the faint cowardice.
Wen Zheng thought for a while, "Have once." He continued to walk down the steps, Shi Yu could not help keeping up.
"One time?" This time was a little less.
The two walked through the forest, and Yuehui fell on them as if a thin layer of snow had fallen on them.
"Axian said that the Mid-Autumn Festival had a moon cake to enjoy the moon, and I thought he couldn't see the moon at home, so I sent him to the top of the Snow Mountain."
"and after?"
"The mountain is too cold and the moon cake is frozen. He took a bite and broke a tooth."
"..."
"The moon cake was dedicated to the little leopard's teeth."
"..."
"He didn't mention the festival later." His tone was rather regretful.
Shi Yu no longer knows what to say, and silently distressed Wen Xian.
"Your brothers have a good relationship," Shi Yu said sincerely. "His talent is not low, and Shou Yuan will be long in the future. Even if you can't see each other, but you know that the other party is still, you should not be too lonely.
Part of the reason why the future road is difficult is that the more you go forward, the fewer people around you, and at the end, you are alone and slowly grow old.
"Maybe." Wen Yan didn't care about it, his brother was a relative to him, and he didn't teach him carefully so that he could stay with him for a long time.
At this point, the two had gone down the mountain and could see the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the open space ahead.
"Really?" Wen Yan asked.
"I'm afraid they will be uncomfortable."
"That's just what you think." He said, he had already taken the lead to go there.
Shi Yu looked at his slender back, stunned, and followed.
"But I remember, don't you dislike fun?"
There was a touch of warm color in Wen Yan's eyes, "Axian likes to be lively."
At this moment, the seventh day.
Wen Xianzheng nestled in a ravine to avoid chasing troops. He looked at the high moon above his head, and touched the dry food, feeling very embarrassed.
Don't know what my brother is doing now? Will he spend the holidays well?
Forget it, it must be cultivation.
He was sighing in sullenness, and suddenly a person emerged from the void beside him.
"I've been searching for a few broken places for a few days!"
The sound in Wen Xian's ears sounded like heaven, and he burst into tears.
"Auntie, you are finally here!"
"Dare you wipe your nose on me!" Su Nian pulled back his sleeve from his hand and threw it to him. "By the way, I bought it on the way, thinking about the holiday today, and I should give you a picture . "
Wen Xian opened the yellow oily paper bag, and at first glance, it turned out to be a yellow-orange-orange moon cake.
"Aunt ..." Wen Xian's eyes reddened again.
"Don't be so disgusting, you must always remember that you are a man!" Su Nian said sternly.
"You have something to eat, too, Auntie." Wen Xian divided her half.
"No need." She came for a banquet, and the moon cake was a gift from the shop.
She can't stand it now, let's forget it.
Wen Xian please understand that my aunt saved him rations and burst into tears.
"Aunt."
"Ok?"
"I miss brother."
"Just like home?"
"I'm not home. He must be alone."
"Your brother is not so arrogant, these centuries of single life have come, and it will be a long time in the future. I am used to being alone.
"Well ... I want to eat moon cakes at home ... This moon cake is so unpalatable, sweet and not sticky ..."
"..."

Jin Min and Ling Xiaoxiao thought that Shi Yu continued to have trouble tonight, and hadn't seen her in the past few days. Although I felt a little regretful, but thinking that the business was important, I did not specifically invite her.
The banquet didn't last long, but Shi Yu appeared, and she brought a friend, and the whole banquet boiled.
Half of it is because the guests are too dazzling. Secondly, it seems that the last corner of the missing is spelled, there is an unexpected surprise.
They gave up the two middle positions, and everyone sat in a circle around the bonfire burning in the middle. The bonfire was roasted with tender lamb, and the table and table were filled with wine and delicacies. The rich flavor of the food made the atmosphere of the festival warm.
Shiyu took a sip of the wine, which was a bit light, without the warmth of burning a knife.
"This wine doesn't work." She pushed the jug on the table aside and asked Fat Cat to help take out the Tibetan wine in Xianfu. "Drink this today!"
As soon as the lid of the mud-sealed wine was opened, the hot aroma began to flee.
Shi Yu gave an altar to a generous table, and everyone was happy.
"This wine is good." Wen Yan looked at it all.
"Let you like it, it seems that this wine is not worse than those you drank before." Shi Yu was satisfied in her heart. Although it was not hers, but she hanged in the spring for so long, she should have Toil.
Round up, just as if you were bragging about her.
She poured a cup for Wen Yong, and the clear wine looked like a pouring silver soup in the moonlight.
The brown-and-white wine bowl was full, and Wen Yan lifted it and sulked. This heroic gesture renewed Shi Yu's perception.
Wen Ye is not always out of reach.
"Ha," Wen Yan looked at the bowl. "This wine is strong enough."
"Otherwise, why does it keep me thinking about it." Shi Yu also pours himself a cup, sulking.
The hot wine exploded in the stomach, and the previous mood was completely burned. This joy caused her to lean back, but she didn't want to have nothing behind, and she lay directly on the ground.
"Is this your new way of drinking?" Wen Yan took the bowl and put an elbow with a pestle on the table, and turned her side to look at her.
"No, look at the moon." Shi Yu didn't intend to get up immediately, but invited him instead: "Would you like to lie down together?"
"Don't, hate it."
"Well, do you always speak so plainly?"
Wen Yan thought for a while, "Heaven is the bed and the ground is the bed. I don't want to share a bed with a woman who is still sulking in her mouth. How is this euphemism?"