long night walk

Thinking of this, Yun Rong couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. She looked at Bai Lian and sighed softly: "Junior brother, I have been acquainted with him until now. When will he feel sad when he sees me?"

Balian opened his mouth and was about to speak when the bamboo boat beneath him suddenly shook.

In the gurgling water, it turned out that the old man punting the boat had reached the other shore and stopped.

It is clear that not long ago, this lonely boat was traveling in the middle of the vast lake, but after a few conversations, it suddenly reached the lake shore.

This is a short-term dream dominated by Yun Rong. The passage of time and space is very different from the real world.

At this moment, Bailian didn't notice any difference between his experiences and the real world.

But the dazed look in his eyes remained undiminished. He raised his eyes and saw the beautiful scenery of the Jiangnan waterside pavilion. After the rain, the summer heat was getting stronger by the lakeside.

Although when the boat docked, the sun was already over the mountains. Looking from a distance, one could faintly see the green mountains stretching out thousands of miles under the red afterglow.

It is like a mountain that will eventually flourish and wither, just like a long and thin stream of water.

There is a soft breeze on the water, the sound of rhombus singing slowly, the guest pavilion is next to the small market, and the lights are bright at night.

Yun Rong slowly stood up from the boat, stepped over the lake rocks and walked to the shore first. She looked back, holding the flute in her right hand, turned sideways, stretched out her left hand towards Bai Lian and smiled slightly.

It's quite an unusual scene.

It's just that Balian found it unpleasant in every way. Such a scene seemed like the relationship between a man and a woman had changed, and she was taking good care of him.

Balian couldn't help but accept the hand extended by his senior sister. Under the curious and teasing gazes of a group of girls who were enjoying the lanterns at night and covering their faces with fans, he could only sigh in his heart. Then he reached out and placed it on Yun Rong's palm.

The jade hand under the palm was soft and cool, and the skin was warm, delicate and smooth. Under the afterglow of the sun, Balian could only see a tiny white wrist exposed under her sleeve, and the slender and long knuckles showed a faint hint of tenacity.

As Balian's palm fell, her five long and slender fingers naturally passed through the gaps between his fingers, and the ten fingers were interlocked. With a little force on her arms, she steadily pulled Balian to her side.

The silhouettes of the two people were reflected in the shimmering lake, and the gentle night wind blew the hems of their clothes.

Balian stared blankly at the interlocking fingers, feeling doubly confused.

He has been married to his senior sister for many years. The senior sister is addicted to sword practice all day long. Although her personality is distant, she is not rigid.

As his wife, she would not object to daily physical contact with Balian. Even if he occasionally bathed in the mountain pool, Yun Rong would do her duties as a wife and serve him. Have aromatherapy and clean clothes ready.

She was not involved in the affairs between men and women, but she knew a thing or two about it, and she was not shy about Balian's body when bathing and changing clothes.

It's just that when I get along with him on weekdays, there is no natural sense of closeness in every gesture like now.

On the contrary, it made Balian feel a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.

There is a gentle breeze, thousands of lights are on, the temperature of the summer night after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is suitable, the river is murmuring in my ears, and the human voice in front of me is silent.

The lantern season is still good, the two of them linked their fingers and traveled together arm in arm at night in the south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by small bridges and flowing water.

There are different kinds of lanterns beside you, and there is a constant flow of people walking by.

Yun Rong suddenly stopped, his eyes fell in front of a stall, he looked sideways at Balian and chuckled: "Junior brother, do you want to guess lantern riddles?"

Balian was about to respond, but Yun Rong interrupted and said, "Well... let's forget it. Junior brother has a bright mind. I guess the lantern riddles here don't mean much to you."

Bailian laughed and said, "Senior Sister, you have taken a fancy to a lantern."

Yun Rong's eyes fell on the puzzle hanging on a lantern, and he muttered softly: "The body is straight and hard. Although I can't speak, I will respond to the words..."

The owner of the lantern seller was an elderly woman. She looked at the beautiful couple in front of her with a smile and said enthusiastically: "If you like this lantern, I might as well ask my husband to guess it for you." , if the young husband guesses wrong, it would be a good idea to spend money to buy it as a gift to your sweetheart."

Yun Rong stroked the long piece of paper on the lantern puzzle with his palm, smiled slightly, and said: "The answer to this puzzle must be an inkstone."

The lady selling the lantern laughed and praised: "Young lady has such a bright mind, this lantern belongs to the girl."

Yun Rong generously took the lantern that the aunt picked and brought over, turned around and handed it to Bai Lian.

Balian looked at the rabbit-shaped lantern in her hand and was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Sister, are you going to give the lantern to me?"

Yun Rong didn't say whether it was a gift for him. She slightly raised her beautiful eyebrows, and her dark eyes were filled with gentle light, as bright as the morning sun. She gently opened her lips and said, "What this lady said makes sense, lanterns." This kind of thing should be given to your sweetheart."

Slender, cold white fingers gently hooked the thin knot of the lantern. The lantern was obviously not heavy, but it seemed a little awkward and difficult for her to hold it. Balian subconsciously took the lantern from her hand.

Hmm... I was caught off guard by my sword-crazy wife.

Balian's fingers holding the lantern curled up slightly, and the palm intertwined with the five fingers of her left hand gradually became hot, and her heart unexpectedly skipped a beat.

Under the gaze of Yun Rong's half-smiling eyes, Bailian coughed lightly and turned his gaze away. His eyes fell on the orderly arranged lanterns in a panic, as if he deliberately changed the topic to relieve the chaotic mood at the moment, and whispered Read:
"Hmm... Surrounded by mountains and rivers, shrimps are playing in the water, so I can type a word..."

He already had the answer in his mind. Under Yun Rong's gaze, he pretended to think deeply and said to the aunt, "But the word Si?"

Two lanterns were guessed away one after another, and the aunt couldn't help but lose the joyful smile on her face. She laughed and said with a bit of embarrassment: "This little husband is really smart and quick. If there are more like this tonight, With two customers like this, the small shop business can no longer continue."

How could Balian not hear the hidden meaning of this woman? He, the majestic head of a sect, would naturally not take advantage of a mortal.

"My aunt is serious. Guessing lantern riddles is just for fun. I won't let my aunt lose money tonight."

Balian wanted to loosen the fingers of his left hand, and wanted to take the money from his sleeve and give it to his aunt. However, he gently used force to twitch his hand a few times, but found that it was completely unable to be loosened by her slender fingers.

He blinked and looked at Yun Rong.

Yun Rong tilted his head slightly, blinked and looked at him, and asked with a slight smile: "The word Si? Which Si is it?"

Balian didn't know why she asked like this, but under her scorching bright eyes, he unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and replied nervously: "Thinking thoughts."

"That's not right." The lady running the stall said that Balian's answer was correct, but she said it was wrong.

Yun Rong stood under the lantern, with the moonlight between her eyebrows, clear and hazy, and her eyes were quiet: "I said it was lovesickness."

Balian's throat swallowed even more quickly, and sweat could be seen on his forehead. He didn't know how to respond. He blankly raised his right hand holding the rabbit lantern and said: "Can you please help me get some silver... "

During her years in the mountains, Bai Lian always called her senior sister most of the time. Even in formal occasions of the sect, she would always call her senior sister.

But now that he was in the mortal world and far away from the things in the mountains, Balian didn't think much about it. He just followed the locals and called her "ma'am".

So as not to let others think differently about his identity.

It's just that he didn't know that the lady he called her at random would be called into Yun Rong's heart, and he would no longer embarrass Bailian.

As soon as Yun Rong was in a good mood, she took out a heavy silver ingot from Bailian's sleeve pocket, carried it heavily in her hand, and placed it politely on the aunt's stall.

The aunt looked at the silver ingot and screamed, "I can't find such a heavy piece of silver..." She saw that the two people were dressed in rich or noble clothes, so she thought about getting married. It's just a good relationship. Anyway, they won this lantern by their own ability.

The aunt didn't open her eyes until she saw it, and said awkwardly: "If you two really don't have any change, then forget it..."

"It doesn't count." Yun Rong reached out and picked up the lantern that Bai Lian had just guessed. Coincidentally, the lantern was also shaped like a rabbit, and each of them had one in their hands. It looked like they were in pairs. The right pair of rabbits.

She took out the lantern, held two strings diagonally with her fingers, and joked with her eyes: "Don't worry, ma'am, my husband is rich."

The scenery is as bright as the moon, the swordsman in the Tao who is calming the clouds and the water, the fourth sword of Tianxi, Qing Jun comes out of the world like a woman who was banished to an immortal.

At this moment, she was like an ordinary secular woman, showing off her husband's rich financial resources in a subtle but unobtrusive manner.

It's completely different from what she would say normally.

husband.

After many years of marriage, this was the first time that senior sister called him like this.

The call was even more natural than the 'Mother' he just called, and even a little gentle.

When Bai Lian was stunned, Yun Rong had already taken his hand and led him into the crowd.

As Yun Rong walked, he picked up the rabbit lantern in his hand, and gently bumped the rabbit lantern in Bai Lian's hand as if he were raising glasses.

The candlelight in the paper lantern flickered, quiet and beautiful.

Yun Rong bowed her head in the bright Wanjia lights, her lips slightly curved, making her smile blurry even in the night.

She said: "Rabbits will die because of loneliness. During the lantern festival, it is better to keep them in pairs."

The senior sister who used to only think about swords, but I would never hear the words "in pairs" from her mouth.

Balian's heart has been numbed by the impact of the senior sister tonight.

If you were in the real world and were as careful as him, you would inevitably have to analyze it carefully.

But now he only has a swaying inner fire left, and his thoughts are like the mist of a lantern, turning inadvertently clear.

In addition, this dream was mostly controlled by Yun Rong. Although there were all kinds of doubts in his heart, Bai Lian could not delve into the details.

In confusion, I can only accept all these unnatural differences and changes as a matter of course.

Yun Rong didn't expect that Bai Lian, who was suffering from the dream of being killed, could respond too much to her in such a chaotic state of consciousness.

Now that I can go with him to enjoy the rivers and mountains together and enjoy the infinite scenery in the green mountains, it is already like a dream, and my wish has come true.

The bustling crowds around me are constantly flowing, stars are lighting up and dimming in the night sky, and the wind is blowing back and forth in the south of the Yangtze River.

Her hair was brushing up and down, and Yun Rong suddenly felt a body bumping gently on her shoulder, carrying the familiar body temperature from her dream and the clear scent of his body.

The distance between the two people with their fingers intertwined was already very close. Balian approached him unhurriedly and could not avoid the close contact with his body. He raised the rabbit lantern in his hand that was flickering in the wind, as if making some kind of gesture. Like a kind of feedback, the rabbit lantern in her hand relies on each other and is no longer separated.

He was slightly taller than Yun Rong by half a head. When he came closer, the warm breath from his lips fell right between her thin, white and delicate earlobes.

"My lady is absolutely right, it's the feeling of lovesickness."

Balian had broken hair hanging down under his crown, and a faint smile was etched on his handsome face.

When the wind blows, three thousand lanterns light up in the night, and the dancing golden lights are suspended in the air, interweaving with this small town in the south of the Yangtze River to create a beautiful picture with strong colors.

The smell of the wind, the color of the night, even if there is fog and lights, people will eventually return.

Yun Rong's earlobes felt hot when the breath brushed against him, and when he received the unexpected feedback, it was as if this natural thing that came naturally, no matter how long it took, seemed to have become a deep-rooted, intuitive habit for him.

This made her feel a surge of unspeakable sourness and warmth.

There is no solemn oath that she will never regret, and the covenant that has lasted for thousands of years can always make a flower grow in her heart.

The sword cultivator who looked up at the mountain finally understood at this moment that she was just a common person in the world who loved the mortal world and the love of the world.

Finally, he stopped and fell in love.

But she also knew in her heart that such a love affair, whether for her or for Balian, would eventually end in vain.

Through the power of the Golden Gate, she came to the world with him.

After this dream has passed, both A'rao and Bailian will know that she comes from that destroyed world when they wake up.

The laws of heaven and earth will eventually kill her without mercy.

Now this dream is a delusion for Bai Lian, but for her, why not?

Although his heart is sour, Yun Rong is definitely not a greedy person.

If she could end up with this dream, it wouldn't be a waste for her to walk on earth again.

Overcoming thousands of calamities, going through countless dangers, walking through trees and flowers, and traveling across mountains and rivers, everything is worth it.

Returning is a poem, leaving is a word, and I laugh at the wind and dust. I already have two paper lanterns. If there is anything I am not satisfied with, I won’t make any mistakes anymore.

"Junior brother looked at the lanterns, but I'm hungry. Would you like a bowl of cherry cheese?"

Yun Rong pointed at a dessert shop with bright eyes.

Yun Rong has never been very fond of such sweet things. Her taste has always been light. However, over the years, she has been too big-hearted and has never thought deeply about her junior brother's daily food taste.

She didn't know that he liked sweets and food like ancient soup, but instead she let him accommodate her every day, following her all day long and living in poverty without any complaints.

Balian took a look and vaguely remembered that in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, this cherry cheese was not considered a local snack, so how could anyone set up a stall here.

Moreover, even though he hadn't noticed it during his walk just now, he still remembered that there seemed to be no such dessert shop.

Why does it suddenly appear like a ghost is born?

Yun Rong didn't give Bai Lian a chance to think at all, and pulled him into the open-air shop.

"Boss, two bowls of cherry cheese."