high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 397 faint thunder, hazy sky

When the rain started to fall again in the morning, Xie Fanjing packed his bags in the old attic.Several large cloth bags were spread out along the wooden table, so all kinds of things were packed in, hugging tightly like hibernating little squirrels, and curled up into a ball.

The sound of rain beating on the blue tiles, and the water splashes down the different eaves, like a long curtain strung together.

The windows of the old attic are open, and the cold wind blows in with the sound of rain. It is clearly midsummer, but there is a chill like early winter in the wind...

Xie Fanjing stuffed the last cat-head doll into the cloth bag, and she pressed the fat, funny-looking face hard, then tightened the knot of the cloth bag.

After doing all this, she sat on a small wooden bench at a loss, and looked up out of the window.

Looking from here, one can only see a piece of clean blue and white, the water splashes all over the sky fall vertically, falling on the moss and blue stone walls, everything is sleeping in the rain, everything is lonely and silent.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and a shallow layer of water covered half a finger's height. When a carriage occasionally passed by, and the axle ran over the roadways piled up with stone slabs, the accumulated water was splashed violently.

The rain here is really heavy, it seems that it is always going to stop.Xie Fanjing rolled up her hair, and water splashed from the window lattice onto her face, the ground was wet, as light as fog.

In the past two years, she has traveled to many places and seen many things.But it seems that no matter where it is, it is different from Taizhou City here.

It always rains in summer here, humid but hot. There are laurel trees planted in front of everyone here. The green and tall tree crowns seem to be used to pray for the safety of the house. There is a large lotus pond outside the city. , here is very sweet honey, here...

The corners of Xie Fanjing's lips straightened, she stared at a small raindrop outside the window, as if a big stone was pressed against her chest.

it's wired.

Obviously don't think about it.

But no matter how you go around, it seems that you can't get around.

"With such heavy rain, will they meet again today?"

Xie Fanjing shook her head vigorously, she ran to the window and leaned out half of her body quietly.In an instant, the torrential rain beat down violently, and Xie Fanjing quickly retracted his head, like a frightened cat.

She shook her head full of rain, bounced lightly on the ground, and then laughed unconsciously.

It's raining so much today, they probably won't see each other.

It rains today, it rains tomorrow, it will rain the day after tomorrow, will it rain the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow?

The little hedgehog in his heart moved quietly again, but was quickly held down by her, unable to move.

Xie Fanjing held his chin in silence, silently watching the rain hitting the streets of the city.Everything in the rainwater became misty and dense, as if it had been coated with a light halo.

Even if it rains every day, there will always be sunny days, and after that, they will always meet...

Why is he a monk?Can a monk like a woman?Can monks get married?Will they get married?

Time passed by Xie Fanjing's random thoughts, and at this moment, she only felt that her heart was still very confused.

Obviously I have seen it before, but why do I say I don't know it?They are obviously the same person, but their eyes are so strange...

She took a deep breath, and pinched the cat face doll with her hands in annoyance through the big cloth bag.

This is the kitten doll she made with her own hands after she learned how to sew. Xie Fanjing wanted to make another kitten for him when she wanted to see him again, thanking him for saving herself.

But it is no longer necessary.

Even if it was given to him, he wouldn't want it...

"Will we meet again in the future?"

She said in her heart:

"Even if we meet again, I still don't know myself."

Seemingly not that sad, Xie Fanjing wiped his eyes, lifted the big cloth bag onto the table with great effort, and then there were footsteps coming up from below, and the door of the old attic was pushed open.

"Xiao Xie, are you leaving?" Zhang Yan looked at the big cloth bags on the table, feeling a little sad in her heart: "Where are you going?"

"I want to go to Chang'an in the west, and take a boat on the Grand Canal tomorrow." Xie Fanjing turned around and laughed: "Everyone says the lantern festival there is very beautiful, I want to take a look."

"Chang'an? The capital of Western Chu..." Song Chi, who was following behind, sighed, "I don't know when we will see each other again. Since Fairy Xie is leaving, then Xiaosheng will have the audacity to be your host." , Fairy Xie, please don't refuse!"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Yan clapped her hands and quickly echoed: "Xiao Xie, don't you like fish the most? Let's go to Bazhen Building, shall we? You must like the Jinyu there!"

"..."

Xie Fanjing calmed down, she lowered her head in a daze, seemingly reluctant and sad, after a while, she wiped her eyes, then nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

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Bazhen Tower.

The cups were staggered, and the smell of wine was scattered. Amidst the leftovers on the table, several people were lying on the chairs, Song Chi was almost drunk and passed out, and even Zhang Yan's face was heavily smudged. Crimson.

In this banquet that lasted from noon to evening, jars of wine were handed back and forth, everyone was a little bit drunk, and Song Chi used the strength of alcohol to talk nonsense, no one could understand , and no one listened attentively.

Xie Fanjing groaned and swallowed the last piece of fish, and blinked happily.She looked at the drunkenness of the people at the table, then at Zhang Yan at the side, and shook her sleeves hesitantly.

"Sister Xiaoyan...Sister Xiaoyan..."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yan was shaken and woke up like a dream.

"Can I go to Ruyue Zhai in the west of the city to see Grandma Sun? Before I leave, I want to talk to her." Xie Fanjing said seriously.

When she first came to Taizhou City, Grandma Sun of Ruyuezhai helped her retrieve the stolen purse. She thought she should say goodbye to Grandma Sun before she left.

"Okay, of course."

"En." Xie Fanjing rolled up his sleeves and said to Zhang Yan: "Then let's move them back first."

"Don't worry if we do it, the servants in the restaurant will take care of them." Zhang Yan laughed dumbly, Song Chi who was next to him came over in a daze, and was slapped back by Zhang Yan.

"You go." Zhang Yan patted Xie Fanjing's small head and said with a smile, "Don't worry about them."

"Hmm..." Xie Fanjing hesitated for a moment, then nodded obediently, then walked out of the door quickly, and ran towards Ruyue Zhai in the west of the city.

"Ah this?"

Song Chi, who had five fingerprints clearly on his face, touched his cheek in a daze, grinning in pain.He didn't understand why his face suddenly hurt, as if it was still swollen.

"Fairy Zhang is so beautiful, I can't get enough of it..."

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he just stopped thinking about it. Song Chi continued to look at Zhang Yan, and laughed:

"When Xiaosheng completes the order of the stone monk, Xiaosheng will have money, and Xiaosheng can continue to study in the academy. At that time..."

"When is that time?" Zhang Yan's expressionless face was as cold as ice.

"At that time, Xiaosheng will have to carry the big sedan chair eight times, and will-"

Before Song Chi's rhetoric was finished, Zhang Yan pressed his entire face into the residual soup. He chirped for a while, and after belching loudly at the bottom of the soup, he didn't move.

Coolness blows in from the open window, accompanied by threads of rain... Zhang Yan, who just retracted her hand, was stunned, and then walked to the window.

There was the sound of water.

Lines of water fell from the clouds, and in an instant, under the dim light of the sky, umbrellas of all sizes were opened, and the sound of shouts and rain came back and forth among the old bluestones.

It's raining.

"It's raining again..." Zhang Yan said softly.

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Like the month of fasting.

In this little tavern.

Xie Fanjing was sitting in a corner with her wet skirt, and some familiar girls were holding soft towels, smiling and rubbing her head like a cat.

Grandma Sun is not on duty tonight, her granddaughter came back from Fenyin to visit her relatives.Grandma Sun took half a month's leave from Ruyue Zhai, and Xie Fanjing ran all the way over, naturally seeing nothing.

After waiting for a while, Xie Fanjing stroked his dry hair, and when he was about to leave, he turned around suddenly.

She shouldn't have turned around, but turned around suddenly, so she saw the corner of the bamboo curtain that was lifted by the wind, and saw the silent and lonely face behind the bamboo curtain.

It seems that it is fate, it is the meaning of the gods, to let them meet...

On the two-foot-high white stone table, the young people on the warm mat drank wine silently, their faces flushed with drunkenness, and even their fingertips were trembling.There is no girl to accompany him, and no friends to have fun with him. Amidst the laughter of men and women in the room, he is lonely like a crane, standing alone and dressed like snow.

Like a ghost, Xie Fanjing raised the bamboo curtain in a daze, and then sat opposite him.

She smelled a strong smell of alcohol on his body, mellow and mellow, and Xie Fanjing seemed to be about to get drunk when blown by the south wind.

The young man raised his hand, but his hand suddenly softened, and the small celadon-carved wine bottle rolled from one end of the desk to the other with a gurgle, and the wine spilled all over Xie Fanjing's sleeve.

"Feel sorry……"

Wuming smiled tiredly, and he covered his face with all his strength, there seemed to be countless girls in front of him, shaking everywhere, shaking everywhere.

"This poor monk seems to be drinking for the first time..." His voice came from between his fingers: "I'm sorry..."

(End of this chapter)