Bai Yin looked strangely at the person who came to visit in the middle of the night and listened to these strange words.
What do you call yourself? Is it Bai Yin
He is not Bai Yin, who else could he be
This question is intriguing.
Bai Yin's strength in holding the short knife in his hand increased a bit.
He asked Lian Que, "Why do you ask that?"
Lian Que was silent for a little while, and said, "Have I said that you are very like a friend of mine?"
friend
Hearing this, Bai Yin took a small step back.
I couldn't help but remember the dream I had just now!
In the dream, there is a sparrow!
Therefore, while he was confused, he couldn't help but be a little more curious about the person in front of him.
Following what Lian Que just said, he asked, "Do I... know you?"
After asking, the air instantly froze.
The eyes of the two are intertwined, and there may already be a feeling in each other's hearts at this moment.
Nobody spoke!
For a moment, Bai Yin's hand holding the short knife gradually dropped, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, but in an instant, he said very firmly: "No, we can't know each other."
Because in his impression, there is no such person as Lian Que!
Even Que smiled bitterly: "Yeah, you can't be him."
Because his own A Jin will not not know himself.
Both of them denied the guesses and thoughts in their hearts.
Lian Que didn't stay long, and after saying this, he left in a hurry with regret.
The night swept away by the strong wind and heavy snow returned to silence again.
Bai Yin looked at the end of the empty corridor and fell silent.
That night, he unknowingly drank a whole night of wine.
Drunk directly on the stone steps.
Like a puddle of mud!
…
Early in the morning.
Song Zhi opened his eyes and went to sweep the snow with his own broom.
As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Bai Yin lying on the stone steps.
Snow fell on him.
His face was flushed, and his lips were a little purple.
This is obviously frozen.
Song Zhi was stunned for a moment.
What's happening here
A big living man is lying here, and the broom he is holding should be swept from left to right? Or swipe from right to left
After struggling for a while, he was at a loss.
"This... what should I do?"
He is afraid of Bai Yin, it is well known.
a long time-
He just walked to Bai Yin's side, squatted down, nudged him a few times with his hand, and whispered, "Bai Yin? Bai Yin? Wake up."
The mud still doesn't move!
Song Zhi didn't give up, and continued to call: "Bai Yin, this winter, if you lie here and sleep, you will catch a cold. Wake up, Bai Yin? Wake up."
"… "
"How about I help you go back to your room to rest?"
"… "
Mud heard a little noise, and moved slightly, but still didn't wake up.
It's so sad, Song Zhi!
At this time, Lang Bo was already up. He sorted out his clothes and went out. He just walked around the corridor when he saw this scene.
Um
He was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly.
Ask Song Zhi: "What's the situation?"
Scared the baby to death.
Seeing him, Song Zhi suddenly got up, a little nervous, grabbed the broom in his hand, and quickly explained: "That... I don't know what happened? When I came to sweep the snow in the morning, I saw Bai Yin lying here, I No matter how you call him, he won't wake up."
Lang Bo frowned and smelled a very strong smell of wine around him.
Rush into the tip of the nose, it smells really bad.
He frowned immediately.
When I glanced around, I saw several wine bottles covered by heavy snow.
Staggered.
All over the place.
Dare this fellow came out last night to drink
Even if you drink, you're still drunk!
Lying here now, half buried in the snow.
If it wasn't for his snoring, others would really think he was dead!
And definitely frozen to death.
If it snows more heavily, he probably won't be able to emerge!
Song Zhi asked anxiously, "Young Master Lang, what should we do now? We can't let Bai Yin sleep here all the time, right?"
Anyway, he is helpless!
Lang Bo was a rough man, his eyes rolled, he bent down, stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Yin's stout arm.
With force, he was pulled up.
carried it on his shoulders.
gone.
Seeing this scene, Song Zhi was immediately dumbfounded.
Looking at his hand, which is suitable for holding a pen and writing, I am afraid that he can't even lift a bucket of well water.
What a shame!
He sighed and silently started to sweep the snow with a broom.
…
Lang Bo carried the drunk Bai Yin back into the room and threw him onto the bed without pity.
"Bang"!
The back of Bai Yin's head slammed directly against the hard bed.
Probably because of the pain.
He woke up with an "ah" sound.
The whole person could not help shrinking into a ball, holding his head and screaming in pain.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Lang Bo who was standing beside the bed smiling.
The alcohol gradually dissipated, and there was a trace of consciousness.
He sat up with difficulty, stared at Lang Bo and asked, "Why are you hitting me?"
Ouch.
Even wronged me.
Lang Bo's innocent face flashed with a trace of anger, and he choked back, "Who hit you? How could you know that I hit you with your eyes?"
Bai Yin touched his head: "There's only you here, not you? Could it be me?"
"I said are you confused about drinking and drinking? Do you know that if I hadn't carried you back, you would still be lying in the snowdrift outside, and you should have frozen to death."
"… "
Only then did Bai Yin react.
right! I had a night of wine in the courtyard yesterday.
As a result, he lost consciousness.
But after Lang Bo said this, Bai Yin realized that he was shaking all over.
Coldness spread all over the body.
Teeth chattering.
It's been freezing all night, and it's not cold.
He sighed, and hurriedly hugged his arms and rubbed them, then pulled the quilt from the bed and wrapped it around him.
Wrapped tightly.
Then he looked at Lang Bo with mixed eyes: "Thank you."
"I know thank you, it means you're not stupid."
"You're really taking an inch." Lang Bo smiled proudly, sat down beside the bed, met Bai Yin's somewhat blurred eyes, and asked, "But seriously, what happened to you? After waking up from a nightmare, it's weird. I ask you, but you don't tell me. I thought you were just going out for a walk, but I didn't expect to drink wine outside all night. It’s okay to drink it all night, why do you still drink like this? Do you know that Song Gongzi was horrified when he saw you like this! He has little strength and can’t carry you at all. If it weren’t for me, you are still lying outside. , how
Count on the lord to carry you? Dream it! If it was the lord, he would definitely order someone to pour a bucket of water on your head, and you should just wait to turn into an ice sculpture. "
"… "
This mouth is too vicious.
Sure enough, Jing Rong personally trained it. Just not simple.