Chapter 17 Chapter 2 Pavilion Master

When I woke up again, I was in a very dark stone room. I touched my waist, and the willow wind was gone. Then I touched my body. It was covered with a thick quilt. Thick cotton pads, even so, the cold is still piercing. I sat up wrapped in a quilt, and looked at this small stone room with the dim light on the wall. The architecture here is very fine, and the stone walls, floor and ceiling are smooth and abnormal, without a single gap. A crisp voice suddenly came from behind: "Don't look, this place is very strong, we can't escape." I turned around quickly and saw a figure curled up by the wall not far from me.

"Zhong Lin?" I recognized the voice. She raised her head, revealing her big black eyes and pointed chin, she was really the Zhong Lin I had seen in Tianfenglou. I walked up to her and sat down: "How did you get here?" "I was stunned by drugs, and I came here when I woke up." She replied lazily. I thought about the purpose of my trip, and hurriedly said: "Muyan is not the murderer who killed your family, he was with me that night." She froze, unexpectedly, and said coldly, "I know it's not him." I was stunned for a moment: "Then why do you still tell others that it is him?"

Zhong Lin sneered: "Indeed it's not him, but what's the difference between him and him? After all, it's someone from Fenglai Pavilion, and if he is blamed, he won't be wronged at all!" I was startled: "Did someone from Fenglai Pavilion kill your family?" She nodded lightly, as if feeling cold, she wrapped her arms around her arms: "Those people drugged us first, then rushed in when we had no strength, and arrogantly said that they were from Fenglai Pavilion, they dared to reveal their identities , I thought that none of us could get out alive... But I survived, I was crushed by my parents, and their blood was all on my body, they all thought I was dead..."

As she spoke, her voice suddenly turned into a shrill voice: "Muyan, he is my third elder brother's eighth friend, and he said that he would stay with me all the time... But he allowed those people to rush to my house... It means that after identifying him... How? Such an ungrateful..." "Pa", I slapped her across the face. She stared at me blankly, her thin face was covered with tears. "Don't hurt Muyan like this," I put my hands down, turned away from looking into her eyes, "One day, you will regret it." She was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

I took a breath and shook my head: "If I were you, I would definitely be even crazier." She laughed "ha" and didn't speak again. She was so emotional that I didn't speak to her again. Although I am in the dungeon, I still have doubts about the case of the Zhong family extermination. If, as Zhong Lin said, it was Fenglai Pavilion who dispatched and wiped out the Zhong family, then I, who came out of nowhere to prove their innocence, will not be locked up, but will make great use of it, right? But if the massacre of the Zhong family has nothing to do with Fenglai Pavilion, they don't have to lock me up.

In a short period of time, I have already thought about the cause and effect of the matter. If I guessed right, then the massacre of the Zhong family has something to do with Fenglai Pavilion, but it is clear that Muyan and the owner of Fenglai Pavilion were not involved in this matter. thing. Could it be infighting?In this dungeon, I don't worry about being killed, I can only wait and see what happens. Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps approaching, and a food box was handed in from the small square hole under the iron gate, and a person said politely: "Please eat, you two. It's not like once you live here, people will go crazy No? Hurry up, you two, stop fighting, how can you be as knowledgeable as a lunatic?"

I walked over to take the food box and smiled: "Thank you." Zhong Lin sneered and said, "Pretentious." I opened the food box, which was divided into three layers, not only put three or four dishes, but also a jug of wine and a plate of snacks. I smiled at Zhong Lin: "Look, you have treated us kindly." Zhong Lin still had a cold face: "Have you given the poison?" I smiled, arranged the dishes on the ground, took out the wine jug on the bottom floor, and shook it in surprise: "It's still hot, it's best to keep out the cold." Zhong Lin snorted coldly.

I poured the wine in the jug into the wine glass I sent, only to realize that this is the best Jinzhou Zhuyeqing. Zhuyeqing is that person's favorite wine. When he eats, there is usually a small red clay stove in front of the table, and such a pot of the best Jinzhou Zhuyeqing is warmed on it. The smell is reassuring. The day and night are not discernible in the stone room, judging by the number of times we eat, Zhong Lin and I have been here for three or four days. For the first two days Zhong Lin was reluctant to speak, but then she gradually got better, and we would lean together and chat about some things, such as what kind of rouge and gouache she likes, and what notebook novel I just read.

It's not hard to do as you please... But, I still want to escape from this dungeon. On this day, the person who was in charge of taking care of us brought over the food box again, I took it, and before he had gone far, I blinked at Zhong Lin: "Start." Zhong Lin understood, and suddenly yelled: "The food is poisonous!" I took the vegetables out of the food box, and fell to the ground with a "boom boom", and screamed, "Zhong Lin! Zhong Lin! It's not good, come quickly, Miss Zhong's medicine is overdone!" Zhong Lin was just on the ground with his feet up, when he heard this, he gave me a hard look, and said in a very low voice, "The medicine is over? I'm a mouse..."

I ignored her and continued to shout: "Come on, someone is dead..." Footsteps sounded outside the door, and the person who delivered the food ran to the door and asked, "What's wrong?" I pushed Zhong Lin, who was lying on the ground, with a cry in my voice, acting very realistically: "I...don't know, she passed out after eating vegetables..." The man was a little suspicious: "Really?" I turned my voice into grief and anger: "If you want us to die, just say so, why are you poisoning the vegetables! Anyway, we can't escape!" The man hurriedly said, "Wait a minute." He took out the key and opened the iron door, and hurried in.

I waited for him to approach, and suddenly got into trouble, and elbowed him on the back of the head.Zhong Lin also jumped up from the ground, and his hand was like lightning, sealing the big hole on his chest. The man fell to the ground without even making a sound. We quickly touched the key on the man and ran out. What appeared in front of him was a passage, and the escape process was unexpectedly smooth. After leaving the door, he did not see other guards again. We came all the way to the end of the tunnel, where we found a living room for the guards. Not only were the bedding and living utensils complete, but there were also several sets of clothes for the Fenglai Pavilion disciples to change and wash. Surprisingly, my Willow The wind is actually placed in these things. Zhong Lin and I picked up a set of disciple clothes and put them on. I put Yang Liufeng in my waist and hid it. I used the key to open the iron gate above the tunnel and climbed up from the ground. The exit is next to the lotus pond, and on the other side of the lotus pond is the water pavilion.The stone room we were in seemed to be under the lotus pond, no wonder it was so cold in early summer. Wearing the costumes of Fenglai Pavilion disciples, we were about to sneak out, when a Fenglai Pavilion disciple approached us, looked at us, smiled, turned and left. Zhong Lin and I looked at each other, and then we heard the sound of warning bells coming from all around. I thought I could fool a few people with this Fenglai Pavilion disciple's attire, but I didn't expect it to be useless at all! Zhong Lin and I glanced at each other, and hurriedly ran across the road. The scenery retreated rapidly, we both panicked and ran back to the courtyard where the master of Fenglai Pavilion lived in a blink of an eye. A white-clothed woman came out of her face, her eyes froze, and she ordered sternly, "Cut them both down!" The disciples rushing from all around were ordered to draw out their weapons and charged forward. I hurriedly took out the willow wind and retreated to the side of the road, seeing that the swords that came pouring in were about to be handed over. The long sword that was cut in front of me was blocked by a saber light falling from the sky, it was Muyan who rushed over, holding the saber to block in front of me and Zhong Lin. The woman in white was the one I saw in the carriage that day, she squinted her eyes and said coldly: "Master Mu, do you want to help outsiders?" Muyan chuckled lightly, raised the short knife in her hand, and her usual lazy voice turned cold: "Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame my knife for not showing affection!" When those disciples saw Muyan, they all hesitated for a moment, taking advantage of this time, Muyan turned back and took Zhong Lin's hand: "Follow me out." Zhong Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled his hand out of his palm, Muyan was stunned. Miss, this is not the time to play your temper.I quickly grabbed her hand, nodded to Muyan: "Let's go." Muyan nodded, Heng Dao opened the way ahead, Zhong Lin and I followed closely, those disciples didn't get the order to pursue, and they didn't stop them very much. Before going out, I looked back, and through the beaded curtain of the water pavilion, I happened to see the woman in white standing next to a man in Tsing Yi with her head bowed, as if she was reporting something. Fuzzy, is this the Fenglai Pavilion Master who hasn't shown up yet? Muyan knew the way better than us, and after following him, he saw the outer wall.Muyan grabbed our waists one by one, and jumped over. Over the top of the wall and fell to the ground, Zhong Lin and I stood firmly, but Muyan staggered a little, I hurried to help him: "You hurt like that a few days ago, don't be brave." From the sidelight of his eyes, he saw Zhong Lin's body trembling, but he didn't speak, he bit his lip and turned his face sideways. Before Muyan could speak, a light flashed by our side. Following a very thin silver thread, a clear voice sounded: "Master Mu, it doesn't seem right to take away the people in the dungeon of the master, right?" Muyan didn't want to slash out with the knife, the light of the knife flashed, and there was a "ding", the silver thread quickly retracted, Muyan took a step back, looked sideways at the scratches on the short knife in her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Master Nie." The person who came was dressed in white, with a beautiful appearance like a woman, but there was an inexplicable coldness in his thin lips and narrow eyes. Behind him stood a row of Fenglai Pavilion disciples holding crossbows. With a slight twist of his fingers, he retracted the silver thread that he sent out just now, and put his other hand in his sleeve, with no expression on his face, and a light ice blue in his slightly confused eyes: "Teacher Mu, take the thread with you." These two women will come back with me." Muyan didn't speak, but with a movement, the dagger in her hand was swung out, straight for Hall Master Nie's neck. Strips of silver light suddenly shot out from Hallmaster Nie's sleeves, like a double-petaled silver chrysanthemum blooming brightly, he opened his arms, and the silver threads between his fingers shot towards Muyan. The light of the knife in Muyan's hand spread out as cold as water, and it suddenly attacked in front of Nie Hanrong. Nie Hanrong dodged lightly, his fingers moved slightly, the silver threads intertwined and hissed, and the silver threads were chaotic like light threads. The thread quickly rewinds and entangles endlessly. This is the unique skill of Huaxianmen. In Fenglai Pavilion, Nie Hanrong, the master of Jingmu Hall, is the number one master of Huaxianmen. Li, killing people invisible. Nie Hanrong is the most advanced kung fu practitioner in the Huaxian sect for decades. Before entering the Fenglai Pavilion, he was one of the top ten masters in the arena. He doesn't know how many heroes died under his hands of Yinhuaxian for no apparent reason. Muyan's serious injury has not yet healed, obviously a little powerless, the short knife returns quickly, the blade hisses and cuts on the silver thread, but the silver thread is only blocked for a moment, with a "chh", the sharp knife that cuts gold and jade breaks inch by inch, Muyan turns over Backing away, Kankan escaped the overlapping silver lines. A few pieces of blood-stained cloth fell down, Muyan already had a wound on his arm, he stretched out his hand and said: "Bring the sword." Zhong Lin was still in a daze, I immediately threw the Yang Liufeng in my hand to Muyan: "Use mine." Muyan catches Yang Liufeng, Nie Hanrong's subordinates don't stop, Yinsi presses on step by step, and has already bounced over. Yang Liufeng is a soft sword, with softness to overcome softness, it also blocked Yinsi's offensive for a while, the sky was full of silver light, and the figures of Muyan and Nie Hanrong could not be seen clearly between the sword shadows. The fight over there was in a hurry, my palms were sweating, and I quickly looked at the surrounding terrain. It was an empty street with high walls on both sides. One side was the courtyard of Fenglai Pavilion, and the other side was about another There are very few pedestrians in the mansion, and the bustling crowd on the street not far away can be vaguely seen. My brain turned quickly, and while Muyan was blocking Nie Hanrong, I took Zhong Lin's hand and ran towards that street. When we got there, there would be a lot of pedestrians, and it would be easy for us to get out if we mixed in the crowd. After running a few steps, Zhong Lin suddenly let out an "ah" and stopped. It doesn't matter if I don't look back, once I look back, my heart aches, the willow wind I lent Muyan to use has been broken into two pieces, after the long sword was broken, Muyan immediately felt a little clumsy, holding the half-cut sword with great effort Resist impenetrable silver wire. I haven't said anything yet, Muyan fights the enemy with all her strength, and even finds time to complain when she is in danger: "Why is your sword so useless!" If it weren't for the willow wind that cuts iron like mud, the ordinary long sword would have broken under the terrifying silver string? My nose was almost twisted with anger: "I lent you the sword with good intentions, but you are not good enough to let someone cut the sword and dare to blame me?" Muyan is even more embarrassed now, not to mention a few more wounds on her body, even a wound on Junxiu's cheek, with blood all over her face, adding a bit of grimness. Nie Hanrong narrowed his eyes, and said while fighting: "Master Mu, there is still time for you to turn around now." Muyan suddenly laughed: "Come on, don't let me down, aren't you afraid that the pavilion master will punish you as well?" Nie Hanrong was taken aback, and snorted coldly, he was fighting and retreating at the same time, he had already retreated out of the range of the bow and arrow, the silver thread in his hand rustled, suddenly turned a corner, and several silver threads were wrapped around Muyan's leg , raised his palm, pulled Muyan to the ground, and shouted out the words: "Put it..." "Duh", the sound of feather arrows piercing through the air was heard sharply—it wasn't the arrows shot by those archers, a feather arrow shot from behind us, pierced through the rain-like silver thread, and brushed against Nie Hanrong's cheek, with The muffled sound sank into the wall behind him, and the arrow tail still trembled slightly. A few strands of silver thread slowly slipped down from the air, and the arrow that pierced through the air actually cut off Nie Hanrong's silver thread. With the sound of horseshoes, there was an additional group of well-armored cavalry armed with weapons at the entrance of the alley. One of them was not wearing armor and was dressed in white clothes that surpassed the snow. He held a strong black bow in his slender and white hand. It also makes the skin look like jade. With his fingers, he gently flicked the hairband on his shoulders, and smiled elegantly: "What? Does anyone dare to make trouble in Jinling City?" I yelled out in a daze: "Xiao Qianqing." The person in front of him is Xiao Qianqing. How did Xiao Qianqing, who was supposed to be in the capital at this moment, arrive in Jinling? Seeing my eyes widen in amazement, he smiled and looked down at me: "You're in a mess this time." I don't know if it was intentional or just a coincidence, but Xiao Qianqing always appeared when I was most embarrassed, and I let him see the embarrassment many times. I cleared my cough, and my face was a bit helpless: "It's okay." Xiao Qianqing smiled and straightened up. When he turned to Nie Hanrong, his voice became cold: "I heard from the prefect of Jinling that the city of Jinling has been quite unstable these days. Are you trying to rebel by putting on such a posture?" As soon as Xiao Qianqing finished speaking, a bearded officer stepped up behind him and shouted: "The assistant king Qiansui is here, who is in front, you are so bold, don't you hurry up and back away?" Nie Hanrong was still holding on to the severed strands of silver wire. He smiled lightly, pulled up the wire and stood by the road, waved his hand to make the archer back aside, bowed and said: "The grassroots are entangled in personal grievances. Disturbed Chitose, and hoped to make amends. However, the grievances and grievances between Jianghu and Jianghu are complicated, and one incident will affect the overall situation. If Qiantose wants to intervene, I am afraid that he will have to spend some time." Xiao Qianqing snorted: "I don't care about your trivial affairs, I just met an old friend and I want to take her back." He said, no longer caring about Nie Hanrong, bent down and offered me his hand, "Get on the horse. " I quickly pointed to Muyan and Zhong Lin and said: "These two are my friends, I want to take them away together." Xiao Qianqing didn't look at Muyan and Zhong Lin, and nodded: "Since we are your friends, let's go together." I handed him my hand, and was pulled to the horse by him, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Xiao Qianqing came in time. Xiao Qianqing led the team of soldiers with shiny armor, and brought Muyan Zhonglin and me to the royal family's other courtyard in Jinling in a brazen manner. We all breathed a sigh of relief, sat down in the flower hall, and I asked Muyan first: "Does the Zhong family's murder have anything to do with Fenglai Pavilion?" The wound on Muyan's body didn't even have time to heal, she was leaning against the table with a pale face, when she heard this, she looked at Zhong Lin, and said: "It's related, but it's not ordered by the Pavilion Master, it's because he doesn't obey the Pavilion Master That force did it." I thought about it for a while, and was a little surprised: "Could it be that these people want to use this to launch a rebellion in Fenglai Pavilion and seize power from the owner of the pavilion?" Muyan nodded, then looked at Zhong Lin and me: "The person who locked you up should be the pavilion master, the exits of the dungeon are all in the courtyard where the pavilion master lives, and they are usually abandoned, I don't know When did the pavilion master shut you up inside?" "Actually, I can still guess the intention..." I pondered, "The person who guards us has taken good care of us these few days. I think your pavilion master may be protecting me and Zhong Lin." Muyan frowned: "Now I can roughly know who did it. If it was them, I'm afraid they will kill you and Xiaolin to silence them. It is indeed a person who hid you in the dungeon before breaking up with them. Safe way." Zhong Lin had been silent all this time, but at this moment he suddenly said, "Li Xiyan...the person I saw with my own eyes that night was him." This girl, if she hadn't gotten into trouble with Muyan, she would have revealed who the murderer was, and there wouldn't be so many troublesome things. Muyan was silent for a while, and said: "It is indeed him, he was the first batch to enter the Fenglai Pavilion, Feng Yuanjiang was still the pavilion master at that time, he did all kinds of business, killed everyone, there were almost no rules. Later, when the pavilion owner became the owner, he set a lot of rules. But Li Xiyan also secretly handled a few dirty businesses, and was severely reprimanded by the pavilion owner. Unexpectedly, he still did not want to repent, and this time he wanted to betray even more. " As he spoke, he paused: "Actually, the timing of your escape is not good. This afternoon, the pavilion master originally invited the heads of various sects to come to Fenglai Pavilion. Prove the innocence of Fenglai Pavilion, and then take down the traitorous disciple in one fell swoop." When I heard this, my eyes lit up: "It turns out that there is a good show to watch today, so let's go back, change our disguise and sneak in, Zhong Lin can expose Li Xiyan on the spot as the real culprit, let's go and see how this bastard will be dealt with by then .” Muyan nodded: "I have to go back, I'm Mingli's suspect now, when the heads of all major sects are present, if I'm not there, the Pavilion Master will not be able to explain it." At this time, I heard a chuckle in my ear, it was Xiao Qianqing who had been sitting and listening to our conversation. I raised my eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?" He chuckled and shook his head: "Look at you... I'm afraid the world will not be chaotic." I cleared my throat, "Why did you come to Jinling suddenly? What's going on here? Xiao Qianqing picked up the corner of his mouth, tilted his head slightly and smiled: "Why? I can only come if something happens?" He paused, and the chuckle at the corner of his mouth remained calm, "I'll come to see you, can't I?" In those shallow phoenix eyes, the light was too bright, I was a little stunned for a moment, I smiled and didn't answer any more. Xiao Qianqing still looked at me with a faint smile, and didn't speak any more, the room fell silent for a while. Muyan wanted to bandage the wound, Zhong Lin also followed. It was just after Si Shi, and it was still early, and there were only me and Xiao Qianqing left in the flower hall. Xiao Qianqing was silent for a while, and asked the maid to bring a pot of wine. I thought of the warm pot of Zhuyeqing in the secret room, so I smiled: "Bring Zhuyeqing." Xiao Qianqing didn't say anything, and waved for the maid to go. The wine was warmed up quickly and brought up. The fine Jinzhou bamboo leaf green was poured into the secret color pressing cup of the official kiln, and it had a gold-like luster. Xiao Qianqing caressed the rim of the cup with his fingers, and said quietly: "I came to you this time because I really have something to do. The mausoleum is almost finished." I froze for a moment, the mausoleum Xiao Qianqing was talking about was the imperial mausoleum under construction. Due to the sudden death of the emperor, the imperial mausoleum, which was a huge project, had not been repaired, so the Zi Palace had been placed in the Fengxian Hall, waiting for the mausoleum to be repaired before being buried. "When the time comes to determine the title and preside over the ceremony, you must be present." Xiao Qianqing's voice was flat. I lowered my head and didn't speak, looking at the wine glass in front of me, I don't know since when, I only drink Zhuyeqing when I drink. The best bamboo leaf green in Jinzhou is golden in color, the bamboo leaf green in Hebei is light green in color, and the home-brewed bamboo leaf green in Jiangnan is light blue in color. The cups shake in the wine cup in my hand, and the coolness slides down my throat. They are all bamboo leaf green . "Still thinking about him?" Xiao Qianqing said with a slight smile on his lips, "I've been dead for half a year, it's time to forget about it." The fingers holding the wine glass tightened a little bit, I stood up and smiled: "I will go back when the mausoleum is repaired. Even if I am lazy, this kind of thing will not be vague." Said putting the wine glass on the table, I She smiled again, "I'm tired too, let's go to sleep for a while." After finishing speaking, I turned around and walked out of the flower hall, and went down the steps. Outside the door was the sunny early summer noon, and I looked down at the fine shadows cast by the lush mirabilis in the flower garden on the blue bricks. The sun shines on the body, with scorching warmth, the summer in the south of the Yangtze River has arrived. Raising my hand, there is a long red mark on the palm of my hand, which is the indentation left when I held the wine glass just now. It doesn't hurt very much, but it is engraved in the middle of the palm lines, which is extremely glaring. What am I thinking about? That person has been gone for five months and seventeen days. I fumbled out the Yangliufeng I picked up from my sleeve, stroked the neatly cut cut with my fingers, the sword was already broken, and it was cut off in the middle, with the seven words "I hate it every year and give it away", Scattered pieces were broken on the two blades. In the afternoon, the four of us changed our costumes and went to Fenglai Pavilion amidst the bustling crowd. As soon as I arrived not far from Fenglai Pavilion, I saw many martial arts heroes with solemn expressions along the way. Characters from all corners of the world flocked to Fenglai Pavilion, and the main entrance of Fenglai Pavilion was opened, and tea tables and chairs were set up in the vast vestibule to entertain them. Master Qiu Sheng, the head of the two Shaolin Wudang sects, was also present today, and heroes from all walks of life were also seated in the vestibule.The four of us also squeezed into the crowd and found a seat in the corner of the yard to sit down. I scanned around and saw a row of wooden tables and chairs facing Master Xuezhen and Daoist Qiu Sheng in front of the Zhuque Building in the middle of the vestibule. The white-clothed woman and several other people who looked like leaders in the building were all sitting in that row of seats, except for the first Fenglai Pavilion Master's seat and the third Muyan's seat at the top. . According to the images of the seven constellations in the south, Fenglai Pavilion is divided into seven sub-chapels: Jingmu, Guijin, Liutu, Zhenshui, Yihuo, Xingri, and Zhangyue. Among them, Jingmu, Guijin, Liutu, Zhenshui, The five halls of Yihuo are divided into different places, and each of the five hall masters sits in town to consolidate the power of the Fenglai Pavilion, while the Xingri and Zhang Yue halls are located in the Jinling main hall to assist the pavilion masters in handling various affairs. Muyan is the hall master of Xingri Hall, the right-hand man relied heavily on by the pavilion master, as for the white-clothed woman I always see beside Fenglai Pavilion master, she is Su Qian, the hall master of Zhang Yue hall who is most relied on. There was some haze in the air at noon, but now a gust of breeze blows, the dark clouds cleared, and the courtyard gradually brightened up, but the figure of Fenglai Pavilion Master still hasn't been seen for a long time. I casually asked Muyan next to me: "Your pavilion master is so slow." Muyan said: "Our pavilion master is not in good health, and got up late in the afternoon." I thought of the faint scent of medicine smelled in the carriage and the secret passage, so I nodded: "I see." Suddenly, I remembered that I had only heard of Fenglai Pavilion Master's surname "Bai", but I didn't know his name, so I asked with a smile: "Muyan, what is the name of your Pavilion Master?" Muyan smiled at the side: "You travel the rivers and lakes, and you don't know the name of our pavilion master." As he spoke, he replied with a smile, "The name of our pavilion master goes up and down, Chichi bells and drums, long nights, lonely sails Come here." Up and down sail, Bai Chi sail. The uproar suddenly subsided, and everyone turned their attention to the front, and the Fenglai pavilion master came out. With a "crash", I stood up and turned over the table in front of me, the teacup and kettle fell to the ground, Muyan said in surprise: "Miss, why are you standing in such a hurry?" A young man walked out slowly from behind the tea stand at the corner in front of the court. He was dressed in a green shirt and walked to the table and chairs directly in front of him. Instead of sitting down, he nodded slightly to greet everyone present. His eyes slowly swept across Nuoda's vestibule, and our eyes met through the crowd. At this moment, the distance between me and him is very far, so far that it seems like the whole world is separated.