Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Yes, it's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time."
Rob was intrigued and asked, "Does she like you?"
Chen Changsheng was a little embarrassed, so he hummed.
Rob slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have a lover, why don't you meet each other?"
Obviously, he didn't agree with Chen Changsheng's approach.
For him, the most difficult thing is to have a lover. Since he has a lover, of course he must stay together forever and cannot be separated for a moment.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "It's inconvenient to meet each other, and...she has some important things to do."
Rob didn't say anything else, he picked up the jug between his fingers and took a big sip, and murmured, "Like each other... what kind of feeling is that?"
Chen Changsheng didn't hear clearly, and asked, "What?"
"It's nothing, drink talk."
Rob looked at the wilderness at the end of the mountain stream, as if he saw the mountain peak with clouds and mist all year round, and a touch of sadness appeared between his brows.
From the first moment he woke up, Chen Changsheng saw Rob as chic but indifferent, relaxed but unruly, but he had never seen him like this before.
The sorrow is very light, but the beard on the face can't hide it. Why are there so many vicissitudes in the young eyebrows
He really wanted to know Rob's story, what he had been through.
"I'm a person without a story." Rob quickly got rid of that emotion, handed the jug to Chen Changsheng, and said calmly: "Because my life has been too smooth, except for one trouble when I was a child, nothing else. There’s nothing you can’t wish for.”
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, then why are you so sad.
"But there are many things in the world that have nothing to do with your own efforts, such as the relationship between a man and a woman, such as a major event between life and death. No matter how you struggle and grow, you can't be sure to defeat the other party, because these two relationships require Respond."
Rob pointed to the sky full of stars and said: "You tell Xingkong that you don't want to go back. If Xingkong doesn't respond to you, you will grow old and die. You tell the girl, I like you, but even if you are the best, But she just doesn't like it, so what can you do?"
The starry sky and the girl will only look at you quietly, maybe they will feel pity and sympathy, and when will they change their minds
The starry sky that can change colors, shapes and rules at will can only be an oil painting in Xuelao City.
The girl who will fall in love with you because of begging or hard work may also be a good girl, but unfortunately, she is not the girl he likes.
what can you do
This plain sentence made Chen Changsheng feel very sad.
Or it was because he had prayed countless times to the starry sky for forgiveness of life and death.
He patted Rob on the shoulder awkwardly, wanting to comfort him, but didn't know what to say.
The sky is full of stars.
The girl is in the far south.
Thank him for not saying anything at this time.
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The evening talk went very well, and when Rob returned to his study, he still maintained such a good mood.
In the past few years, he has always played the role of teacher in the mountain gate, even when facing disciples of the same generation, and with his knowledge and knowledge, there are really not many people he can talk to so freely, except for the second junior brother and junior sister.
He was going to find out the identity of that guy, just for the sake of the night of drinking and talking, no matter what kind of power he is, let him go.
It's a little regrettable that that guy's drinking capacity is too bad, far inferior to his junior sister.
Yes, who can compare to junior sister
He looked at the empty bookshelf, lost in thought for a long time, a bitter smile appeared on his face.
He shook his head, dispelled all his thoughts, and continued to tidy up the study to prepare for leaving.
He didn't lie to that guy, he was really going to leave and return to the mountain.
At this time, he saw some changes in the secret note on the desk and when he left, and knew that someone had come.
He took a letter from the desk locket.
This is a letter from home.
The letter described some major events that happened recently, very detailed and detailed, even more complete than the most secret military documents.
His eyes moved slowly on the letter paper, and his sword-like eyebrows gradually raised, as if he wanted to cut off all the beards on his face.
His gaze also became more and more cold.
It turned out that besides Ning Shiwei, Zhu Ye, Tianhai Zhanyi, there were people from the Tang family that night.
These people are all dead, because they want to snatch those mysterious cinnabar pills.
He has long been accustomed to the manner of the great figures of the Great Zhou court, but he still felt that this approach was very shameless, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
If you ask yourself to die, why should you blame him
He continued to read the letter.
Then, he saw the name of the Demon Lord.
His expression became a little dignified.
Finally, he saw Chen Changsheng's name.
His expression became extremely solemn, and the hand holding the letter was stiff.
He raised his head and looked out of the window, not knowing whether it was the stream or the hut where meat was always stewed.
He remembered the traces on the cliff that day, the unconscious guy, the conversation by the stream and some details in the conversation...
His complexion changed several times.
At the beginning, it was a little reddish, but it didn't look angry, and then it turned a little pale, but it didn't look frightened.
Like a drunk who has had too much to drink.
In the end, all the emotions were replaced by a bitter smile, full of self-deprecation.
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Drinking under the stars, talking about girls while drinking, this is what young men like to do most.
When Tang Thirty-Six was doing these things in the Orthodox Academy before, Chen Changsheng didn't want to accompany him. After tonight, he realized that it was really enjoyable.
He thought about going to Wenshui to see Tang Thirty-Six in a few days, should he bring a few bottles of good wine, as a reward for Mrs. Tang's gift of an umbrella
Of course, talking in wine, like drinking itself, mainly depends on who the person is.
Chen Changsheng felt that the conversation tonight was very pleasant, even a little bit joyful, and that was because the object of the conversation was Rob.
This reminded him of the scene where he talked with Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai and others in the hut of Tianshuling at night.
Of course, the most similar to tonight was the conversation with Xu Yourong in that snow temple.
The snow temple is beside the white grass road.
The White Grass Road is in the grassland where the sun never sets.
The grassland on which the sun never sets is a part of Zhou Garden.
Suddenly, Chen Changsheng woke up with a start, no longer feeling drunk.
When he just woke up from a coma a few days ago, he felt that he had forgotten something.
At this time he finally remembered.
There are still people in Zhouyuan.
He took a sip of the strong tea brought by Nanke, asked her to watch the movement at the door, and then took off the string of stone beads on his wrist.
One of the five stone beads is black in color.
His consciousness landed on the black stone bead.
The next moment, he felt a slightly cold wind blowing on his face.
It is still at the highest point of Zhouling.
Looking around, the grassland had already recovered to its original state, and the green was very gratifying.
Suddenly, thunderous roars sounded around Zhou Ling, and a herd of beasts rushed towards this side like a tide.
That year, the scene he and the girl saw was the same.
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