"Are you satisfied now?" Yu Qiansi thrust the lantern into Boyi's arms angrily.
The lantern was shaken too hard, and the candlelight struggled to dance a few times before suddenly extinguishing.
The two people standing opposite each other were instantly submerged in the night.
There was new excitement in the street, and the noise came in waves and turned into vague foam at their feet.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that the folk customs here would be so..." He touched the tip of his nose and said dryly.
"I think you are just not willing to apologize to me properly, and you are deliberately acting like this to embarrass me."
Boyi leaned back and was surprised. He said this as if he would retaliate for his anger.
"Isn't this all taught well by Master Yu? As the most loyal Wu Yawei around Master Yu of Tixing Si, with such a good example, why not learn from it? Naturally, I will inherit Master Yu's advantages one by one."
Seeing his nonsense, Yu Qiansi laughed and said, "When did you... become so glib?"
He was able to say these words without changing his expression. His skin was really getting thicker and thicker.
Boyi was at a loss when he saw a beggar kneeling in the corner. He did not know what tricks he did, but he turned his palm and found five more copper plates. He bent down slightly and threw it into the beggar in front of Yu Qiansi.
He then stood up and looked at Yu Qiansi, tilting his head as if asking for reward.
"Master Jade, are you willing to forgive me now?"
Even in the deep dark night, his expression was bright and shining with a color that was not inferior to that of a star.
In the past two days, he had always said the wrong thing. Fortunately, she gave him some advice today. Otherwise, I would never have realized how annoying it was that he was meddling in things and showing kindness at will.
"I have my reluctance, but I really shouldn't force it on you. Without your suffering, I really shouldn't talk freely and casually advise you to forgive him. It should only be my business to feel sorry for him, and I
But my generosity made you sad...I'm sorry, Aru."
What he said this time was particularly solemn. It was just that he had a playful smile one second and was so sincere the next, which made Yu Qiansi somewhat unclear about his intentions. However, in the darkness, his expression was not clear at all, only that
The pair of ink eyes filled with the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens stared at her, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
But it's really not a big deal. After all, things have been busy lately, one thing after another happened, and by the way, he took out his anger.
"Speaking of which, I did something wrong. I'm sorry."
She reached out and took the lantern that she had just pushed to Boyi. Boyi was overjoyed when he saw this. He quickly took out the fire stick from his arms, lifted the lantern and lit the fire again.
The shadows on the street corner instantly retreated and fled in all directions.
The shadow of the moon illuminated by candles looks like ripe apricots smeared with plain gauze.
The old bricks of the old street and the decaying autumn branches of hibiscus, together with the candle color, add new color to this corner. Next summer, this half of the ruined building will definitely have a different scene.
"The lamps have been lit, what other official duties does Lord Yu have? I will do whatever I want to do."
Yu Qiansi couldn't help but laugh, and imitated his example, she cleared her throat, raised her chin, and spoke in an official tone: "Then you are allowed to accompany me to explore the surroundings of this inn."
Boyi read in a long voice, and the two walked side by side, planning to go back to the main street.
Yu Qian was swinging the lantern in a good mood. But before leaving, she caught a glimpse of the darkness swept by the lantern's residual light and stayed where she was.
Boyi followed her gaze and saw that it was like a ball of black ash thrown at the street corner by the afterglow of the light. After looking carefully for a moment, he realized that someone seemed to be lying there.
A corpse, a drunkard, or a beggar?
Yu Qiansi was the first to step into the shadows with a lamp, and he quickly followed.
As soon as he got closer, before he could see clearly what the situation was, various complex smells rushed towards him.
The sour smell of hangover, the foul filth of stool, and the rotten food mixed together, making him cough uncontrollably.
"Aru..."
He covered his face with his sleeves in an attempt to block the smell, and reached for Yu Qiansi with one hand, but it was in vain.
Yu Qiansi squatted down and carefully looked at the beggar in the corner, who was not sure whether he was alive or dead.
Seeing this, Boyi had no choice but to endure the stench and squat down.
All the glimmers of light in the darkness seemed to be concentrated in her shallow eyes, which made those eyes look like glass and jade, like the clear waves of a clear river, flowing with strange brilliance in the dark night.
It seemed as if he was immersed wholeheartedly in some wonderful fantasy.
The beggar in front of her had disheveled hair, twisted into a stick shape with dirt and dirt, and covered his face casually. His whole figure was like a broken rag that had been wiped by the sewage sink and was casually discarded in the corner. If it wasn't for a slight injury,
Breathing and occasionally talking in sleep are no different from those of a dead person. Boyi recalled the smell of Zhang Yilun's Yizhuang, and his whole face wrinkled up.
No, dead people smell better than him.
Seeing an empty bowl in front of the beggar whose original color could no longer be distinguished, he held his breath and took out five copper plates. Just as he was about to throw them in, Yu Qiansi took a step ahead of him and picked up the broken empty bowl and looked at it.
After getting closer to the light source, the miserable situation in the broken bowl became clearer. There were layers of old dirt, covering the bowl in circles. It was really terrible to see.
Seeing that Yu Qiansi looked at the broken bowl carefully for a moment without any grudges, and then brought the bowl close to her nose regardless of it, Boyi was really surprised and stopped her quickly.
"Aru, what are you..."
Smelling the smell, Yu Qiansi's face lit up with joy.
"This is it!"
She threw down the lantern and grabbed Boyi's sleeve, and said in surprise: "Boyi, do you still remember that I once confessed to you the opportunity for my wedding!"
Boyi nodded blankly, he naturally remembered. At that time, she was half drunk and said that she had secretly tasted a good wine, but unfortunately she never had the chance to taste that taste again.
At the time, he thought it was some aged fine wine, but now he saw her excited expression.
Could it be this beggar's bar...
"But this bowl is empty..." Boyi glanced at the empty bowl again. There was indeed a faint aroma of wine mixed in the gaps between various odors.
He endured the odor and pushed the half-dead beggar.
"Hey, wake up, old gentleman, where did you find this wine?"
After shaking for a long time, there was no movement from the man. Yu Qiansi held him down and said with regret: "Forget it, think about it carefully. The last time I saw him, he was still in Shu. I think he got it from somewhere else. The distance here is
Shu is very far away, and it is not easy for him to come here alive..."
Before he finished speaking, the beggar suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Yu Qiansi's arm, and carefully looked at the woman in front of him through the dirty hair on his face.
"It's you..." The hoarse and dry voice sounded like coarse sand leaving a few marks on the wall.
"Old man, do you still remember me?" Yu Qiansi said with confusion. Wasn't he already drunk at that time? Just like today, he was lying on his back on the street, smelling of alcohol.
But he still said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I was ignorant when I was young and secretly drank the wine in your bowl."
