Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 753: Hating that the night is too short

This is called Wu Chi, or Dao Chi. Regardless of everything, he can consider martial arts, which is more exaggerated than anyone Xue Mu has ever seen. Mu Jianli was not like this when he was focused on swordsmanship...

Is this kind of person supposed to be very intolerable? But after experiencing the intertwining of souls, Xue Mu only felt that this was inexplicably cute.

She was still eating fish, moving her cheeks... while studying...

Seeing Xue Mu's expressionless look, Meng Huanzhen asked carefully: "What's wrong? Is my idea wrong?"

"No, that's right." Xue Mu said, "Just don't use your beauty as a weapon."

Meng Huanzhen frowned and thought for a while: "Why, wouldn't it be useless if it is not used as a weapon... Just like ordinary people take photos of the beauty of the starry sky, either feeling sad or intoxicated, this is indeed a weapon that can be used by both men and women. …”

Xue Mu said angrily: "God, the starry sky is so beautiful, are you sure your descendants won't turn into cowards?"

Meng Huanzhen said: "Why are you like Zheng Wuzi? I am in my prime, and I can still teach my disciples slowly... I can teach for several generations! How can you change your taste so easily?"

Xue Mu's heart twitched again, and he bit his lower lip tightly and stopped talking.

Meng Huanzhen asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Xue Mu clenched his fists tightly and said after a while: "It's okay, you are right, the beauty of the starry sky is the avenue. You... are amazing, really."

Meng actually laughed.

Xue Mu stared at her smile, his eyes a little sad.

Meng Huanzhen's expression slowly changed, and he asked curiously: "Are you... sad?"

"No, no." Xue Mu tilted his head.

"You are sad." She said with certainty: "What are you sad about?"

Xue Mu couldn't help it, so he reached out and hugged her tightly.

Meng Huanzhen did not refuse. The imprint of her soul made her not disgusted with such a hug, but actually enjoyed it. Especially she could realize that Xue Mu's hug did not mean to take advantage of him. Instead, he held her tightly with a heavy hand. Seems to be trembling.

Her mood was affected and she was a little depressed.

"Be good." She patted Xue Mu's back gently: "Is it because you may leave at any time? My sister will also accompany you and won't go anywhere."

"Don't go to compete for the title." Xue Mu finally whispered in a low voice: "No matter what the situation is, don't go."

"Okay, okay." Meng Huanzhen didn't know whether he really listened to the advice or was perfunctory. He just patted him like he was coaxing a child: "Sister, if you don't argue, what's there to argue about? I'm not interested in it."

Xue Mu sighed and said nothing more.

The two hugged each other silently, under the moonlight on the seaside, with the waves gently brushing and the spring breeze warm. Each could feel the other's heartbeat rate, from gentle to faster and faster.

"You..." Meng Huanzhen said dryly: "Have you had enough hugs?"

Xue Mu whispered: "I'm afraid that I will lose it if I let go."

"You're not a good guy either." Meng Huanzhen bit his lower lip: "How many women have you deceived with words like this?"

Xue Mu did not refute. He may have said many false love words, but this sentence couldn't be more true.

Meng Huanzhen verbally said that he was a liar, but in fact, he could understand the sincerity of his words, and couldn't help but feel softer in his heart. He hugged him quietly without asking if he had hugged him enough.

She couldn't hold him enough.

She felt the sadness and reluctance in Xue Mu's heart more and more clearly, but this kind of emotion was unique from her perspective.

The target of this man's reluctance was not an extraordinary strong man or a skin, but just her, Meng Huanzhen.

Throughout her life, she had never thought that she could feel like this, as if there was a string in her heart being plucked by invisible hands, swinging back and forth, itching, making her not want to move or think about anything else.

It's a pity that this man will leave eventually. Like the previous two times, it is just a dream.

She suddenly remembered what Xue Mu had just asked her: How long have you been quiet and not thinking about any martial arts, fighting, inheritance, or practice, but just resting in the purest way...

It hadn't happened before, but it did at this moment. I really didn't think about those things when I was in his arms.

Xue Mu lowered his head involuntarily, looking for her lips.

Meng Huanzhen suddenly burst into laughter, pushed Xue Mu away, took two steps back, and raised half of the grilled fish in his hand: "You are eating fish, what are you thinking about?"

Xue Mu also smiled.

Meng Huanzhen looked at him quietly and whispered: "This is the most delicious fish I have ever eaten in my life."

I just don’t know if I will have the chance to eat it again in the future.

"I'm very lucky." Meng Huanzhen finished the fish slowly and whispered: "The unexpected intertwining of souls was yours. It was not occupied by some random person."

Xue Mu said: "Maybe it's fate. If it were anyone else, you might not think that you are combining yin and yang."

Meng Huanzhen smiled and said: "That's right, because it's you who has the self-combining yin and yang. This cause and effect cannot be wrong."

cause and effect……

Now Xue Mu really doesn't want to hear this word. He no longer knows what is cause and what is effect, and his heart is in a mess.

Xue Mu suppressed his emotions and sat next to her. Meng Huanzhen leaned on his shoulder naturally and looked at the sky quietly.

Xue Mu also looked up and saw that the moon was no longer in the sky, indicating that a new day was coming.

They are all responsible people. No matter what emotions they fall into, Xue Mu will never ignore a thousand years later, and Meng Huanzhen will never ignore the final battle.

If you set out at dawn, you may face eternal farewell.

Xue Mu could only regard this embrace as a dream, and Meng Huanzhen was the same.

The sky cannot stay dark forever, and a dream will eventually pass.

Xue Mu reached out and picked up the pen and ink on the silk put aside, slowly rubbed the ink, and then picked up the brush.

Meng Huazhen lazily leaned on his shoulder and said, "Do you need me to get up and show off?"

"No need." Xue Mu made the first stroke: "What suits you best is always the same look."

Meng Huanzhen turned around and saw at first sight the full moon falling in the sky on the paper.

Xue Mu painted very slowly, as if every stroke was very laborious. Meng Huazhen turned his head and looked at him, always feeling that he was pouring all his soul into it, leaving the most solemn souvenir.

A woman in white clothes gradually takes shape in the painting, holding a long sword upside down, looking up at the moon, with a slight smile on her lips, and her eyes are quiet, with a little melancholy.

I don’t know whether it is the person in the painting who is melancholy or the one who painted the painting. The feeling of reluctance is so strong that it overflows.

The two of them just looked at each painting, each savoring the emotions they had never experienced in their lives, one was sad, the other was sweet. Unknowingly, a ray of golden light slowly appeared on the sea and sky in the distance.

The first ray of sunshine of the day.

Xue Mu also stopped writing at the same time, and the portrait took shape.

"What a short night." The two said in unison, and then laughed at the same time.

Meng Huanzhen took the scroll. Even though she was looking at the painting the whole time, she still looked at it over and over for a long time as if she couldn't get enough of it: "It turns out that I am so desolate and lonely in your heart."

Xue Mu said: "Isn't it?"

Meng Huanzhen turned to look at him again. He wanted to say something but didn't say it. He just carefully put away the scroll and stood up slowly: "Yes, the painting is very good."

Xue Mu also stood up and looked at the sun, which was half exposed in the distance.

"Let's go." Meng Huanzhen took Xue Mu's hand and smiled softly: "You won't regret it. You just focused on painting and didn't do anything embarrassing?"

Xue Mu shook his head.

Meng Huanzhen suddenly came over and pecked him on the lips: "Reward for good paintings. This is the only way. Don't be greedy for too much."

After taking this bite, he seemed a little embarrassed, turned around and strode away: "It's time to fight."