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Shangguan Ling didn't mind that she rejected his kindness, so he naturally took back the handkerchief and put it in his arms, saying: "That's Miss Jiu's mistake. If I hadn't been particularly interested in food, how could I be drunk? It has been several months since I lived in Xianlou. However, I did not find this place on purpose, but discovered it by accident many years ago. What is rare is that after so many years, Uncle Xiang's craftsmanship has not changed at all, just like the first It's the same when you eat it once."

As he said that, he turned around and asked Uncle Xiang for two glasses, took the Songhua wine he had brought over, and filled them up for the two of them.But he didn't wait for Yun Qinghuan to toast, he raised his head and drank the full glass of wine.

Yun Qinghuan didn't speak, she knew that the man in front of her had already fallen into memory.

It may be a very good memory, and it has an indissoluble relationship with this Jiuniang Lantern Festival.Over the years, he has been so obsessed with the taste here, it may not be because he really thinks that the Jiuniang Yuanxiao here is unparalleled in the world, maybe it is just because that taste can give him the most beautiful memories.

Memories are a very sad emotion.Especially good memories.When you feel that the memories are beautiful, it just proves that you can no longer have that kind of beauty.

Yun Qinghuan didn't know Shangguan Ling very well after all, so even if he knew that he was caught in a certain kind of thought, he couldn't open his mouth to ask, so he just sat quietly with him, and quietly ate the bowl of glutinous rice balls without any leftover .

Yun Qinghuan, who was serious about eating, didn't know when Shangguan Ling came out of the memories of the past.Yun Qinghuan only got up after he got up and paid the money.

When the two were about to leave, Uncle Xiang suddenly stopped Shangguan Ling, "Young Master, I just made this Jiuniang Lantern Festival, Young Master, give it to Miss Xin for me."

Shangguan Ling seemed very surprised. He was stunned for a while before taking the packaged Jiuniang Yuanxiao. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Uncle Xiang cut him off, "My lord, don't come again after today. Everyone said that I can't work anymore. So from tomorrow, I won't come here to set up a stall again. Miss Xin should have understood the son's heart. Listen to Uncle Xiang's advice, don't be persistent. I look at the person beside you The girl is not bad. Why should the young master let down the person in front of him?"

Shangguan Ling didn't speak, but his eyes were full of disappointment in the usual chic.I don't know if it's because of that girl Xin, or because I can never taste such a rare good taste again.

After being silent for a while, he finally laughed, "Thank you, Uncle Xiang! It's just that I will always miss your craftsmanship. If I am really greedy in the future, I will go to your house. You must satisfy my cravings." The glutton is the one. Also, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, remember to come to me. Just go to Zuixianlou to look for it!"

After speaking, he left with Yun Qinghuan.

Following Shangguan Ling's side, Yun Qinghuan kept thinking about how to break this uncomfortable silence.Obviously, Shangguan Ling must be in a bad mood at this moment.Because everything that happened tonight touched his memory, a beautiful memory that he can never get back.

And the root of all this must be the Xin girl in Uncle Xiang's mouth, and Uncle Xiang's Jiuniang Yuanxiao must have played an indelible and important role in it.

Shangguan Ling didn't speak either, but went straight to the Nanyue River, regardless of whether Yun Qinghuan behind him could keep up.

Although it was already dark, it wasn't too late, so the singers on the boats on the Nanyue River were trying to solicit customers.Naturally, seeing a well-dressed young master like Shangguan Ling would not let him go.

But the person who has always looked amiable and amiable, tonight is indifferent and daunting.

A few people who were not afraid of death came up to invite him to board the boat, but they were scared away by the frightening cold on his body.After that, no one dared to come up and find it boring.

Yun Qinghuan followed behind him, and tried her best to reduce her sense of existence. After all, she wasn't familiar with this man. Although she looked at him so close, God knows if he might be a pervert and not in a good mood. When it's good, it takes others out.

There are no such cases.Often those people who seem to be particularly easy to get along with usually do some strange things in private that others cannot understand.These are all due to the fact that I am usually too depressed, so I need to find a special way to vent my emotions.

Based on Yun Qinghuan's experience, she felt that Shangguan Ling was not that kind of person.But nothing is absolute.So she followed very carefully, without asking a word.

Shangguan Ling sat on the ground on the bank of the Nanyue River with the packed Jiuniang Yuanxiao, watched the boats passing by in the Nanyue River, and listened to the melodious songs of the singers on the boats. After a long time, he took out the Jiuniang Yuanxiao, and Wei Wei stopped One moment, and in the next second, it was poured into the Nanyue River without falling.

Yun Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, is Miss Xin gone?

"She's dead!"

Just as Yun Qinghuan had such a thought, Shangguan Ling's voice rang in his ears.

"Five years ago, she married me for only one year, and she went with the unborn child because of dystocia." In the dark night by the Nanyue River, mixed with the melodious and melodious Jiangnan ditty, Shangguan Ling's voice seemed a little illusory, as if Not really." The first time I wanted to meet her was in front of Uncle Xiang's stall. Uncle Xiang's business was very good that day, and it was still early in the morning, so all the ingredients he had prepared were bought, and there was only a bowl of Jiuniang Yuanxiao left. At that time, I I didn’t even know how to give in to her, I just felt that when her big eyes widened and glared at me, I felt that I couldn’t give in, otherwise I would appear to be afraid of her. So, I felt sorry for the remaining bowl of rice wine. Lantern Festival is determined to win. As for her, because she has eaten Uncle Xiang's food before and knows that Uncle Xiang's craftsmanship is excellent, she is unwilling to give in, so the two of us competed in front of Uncle Xiang's stall. Later, Uncle Xiang Anxious to close the stall and go home, I had no choice but to help us think of a way to share the food between the two of us. I was really hungry at the time, so I didn’t care about it. But she later said that she I'm too hungry, so I didn't object."

Speaking of this, Shangguan Ling paused, and a smile finally appeared on his indifferent face, "It was a winter night, and I shared a bowl of wine and rice dumplings with her, and there was nothing left. I think I have never eaten such a delicious thing, so that I can't forget it after that day, so I can't wait to go there after dark. And she is always there every day. Then one day, I saw her I came here with a man who was very kind to her, and she was also very dependent on that man. Suddenly, I didn’t know what was wrong with me. I felt that the delicious food in the past had no taste at all. Only then did I realize that what makes me feel delicious is not Uncle Xiang's craftsmanship, but her!"