Chapter 26 Extra rainy night

late autumn.heavy rain. Thousands of glazed tiles are wet on the eaves at night, and the water is like boiling. The atmosphere in the room is also boiling, the bright red happy word reflects the luminous glass of wine, the woman smiles heartily and drinks heartily, her cheeks are dyed peach-colored, the gorgeous light makes it hard to stare at. "Come on, Mr. Weisheng, I respect you!" A stumbling knight raised his wine glass, and a few drops of Yulu wine dangled from his unsteady hand. Ding dong——, fine wine is sprinkled on Weisheng Yan's heart lake. The taste of the wine is pungent, and when it enters the throat, there will be a three-point burn.

"Okay! Mr. Weisheng is so refreshing! I am very happy today, and I will toast you again!" The drunk man filled up the wine again, but the raised glass was stopped by a hand that was slightly drunk: "My husband is too strong to drink, How about Chunyu Ling drinking this cup instead?" Cheerful applause suddenly came from all around: "Good! Good!——" Wei Shengyan was stunned for a moment, and the "husband" flowed from his throat like wine he had just drunk, into the bottom of his heart, slightly painful, slightly sour, and joyful, almost making him dizzy from drunk.

"Okay! Sect Master Chunyu has a good drinker!" "Continued Cup!" ... The cheers all around became louder and louder, the guests deliberately handed the wine glasses to Wei Shengyan, and the familiar hand blocked the glasses again and again.The woman raises her eyebrows and smiles, lifts the cup, and drank it all in one gulp... How can there be such a bright woman in the world, who leaps a horse and gallops thousands of miles, fights in the rivers and lakes with a long sword, and can't get drunk with a thousand cups! And this woman actually became his wife. The guests were gone, and it was already the second watch time.

It was still raining hard at night.In the courtyard, the rain hits the plantains like a kite, and the red candles in the bridal chamber are burning with orange warmth. Wei Shengyan helped Chun Yuling into the room. His wife's eyes were drunk, her cheeks were bright red, her gait was swaying from side to side like a duckling treading water, and her sword-browed and hearty smile carried a charming charm that was not seen in ordinary times.This day, it is hard to count how much she drank, and most of it was for him. "Hot..." She was so drunk, she just wanted to find the coolness and rubbed her face against his neck, absorbing the jade-like coolness.

Wei Shengyan's ears were red, and she wanted to help her to the bed, but she frowned in a daze, and suddenly, like a small animal, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hung her whole body on him.The sudden weight made Wei Shengyan unsteady on his feet, he managed to take two steps, and the two of them fell on the chair together. The drunk Ah Ling didn't care about these things, just pressed against his silky cool skin, and mumbled: "I like you." Wei Shengyan's chest was painful and warm, he stroked her long black hair with his hands, slightly flustered and dazed, waiting for the happiness of this rainy night for too long, his chest was boiling, his eyes were moist.

"Haotian..." she murmured. Wei Shengyan's hand froze. That night, Wei Shengyan stood at the window all night, listened to the rain hitting plantains all night, watched the candle burning all night. The woman sleeping soundly on the bed smiled, but that happiness did not belong to him. He recalled in a daze that when he was six years old, a half-grown girl tapped his acupoints and forcefully poured the terribly bitter medicine into his mouth, frightening the adults in the room; he recalled in a daze that when he was ten years old, Dressed up and holding a sword, she was glamorous, and happily showed him the weapons she had collected from the rivers and lakes one by one; she vaguely remembered that when he was seventeen years old, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes that she was going to marry Murong Haotian, and he ran to her At the gate of her mansion, he saw a tall and mighty man standing shoulder to shoulder with her, his bright eyebrows were so similar to hers, and he suddenly felt ashamed.

That day, the day of her wedding, was also raining.He stood in the rain all night until the sky and the earth were barren, and the sun and the moon withered. Hearing the familiar sound of rain, thinking about the trance of the past, Wei Shengyan fell asleep on the chair. Since then, the husband and wife have always treated each other as guests. She has never been so thoroughly drunk and laughed again.She is a proud woman when she is not drunk.And he is also a good husband. He taught the two children poetry, calligraphy and martial arts, treating them as his own.In the eyes of outsiders, the sound of the zither and the zither really envied others.

The first conflict between the couple was when Chun Yubin was seven years old. Chun Yubin fought with the son of the Dongfang family, and threw Dongfang Xiaorui's legs into the pond.Facing the parents who sued from the Dongfang family, Chun Yuling was furious, and whipped Chun Yubin.In those days, she was practicing "Sleeve Whip", which is the whipping method of Shaolin's parents. Wei Shengyan, who had never cared about worldly affairs, held her hand tightly!His phoenix eyes were full of mist, and there was a pleading in his eyes - the first time he discouraged her from doing something.

She has never been an indecisive woman, as long as she decides, she will never change.But at this moment, his eyes were hazy and shattered, which made her hardened heart suddenly ache - unable to look at him like this, unable to let him look at herself - she could see her determination, she could see that she had to give to the Dongfang family. explain. "Who wants you to meddle in my affairs? You're not my father!" In the silent atmosphere, Chunyu Bin snorted. The outsiders were shocked when they heard it, but Wei Shengyan turned his head lightly, as if he had already gotten used to it: "The teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. This time the fault is three points on you and seven points on me." He flicked the hem of his snow-white clothes , At that moment, the sunlight in the hall flickered.

He knelt down towards the Dongfang family. People in the Dongfang family panicked, everyone said that Wei Shengyan was so lonely and peerless that he knelt before him. Chun Yuling was also stunned, and there was almost a taste of blood in his throat. "Who wants you to pretend to be kind! Who wants you to take care of me!" The seven-year-old Chunyu Bin didn't know what it was like, and suddenly shouted angrily: "I take care of my own affairs! I don't want you..." Hit Chunyu Bin hard with a whip! The whip contained her great anger, Chunyu Bin saw the red whip tip, and then knew the fear, in panic - but was suddenly protected by someone.

Then, there was the sound of the whip smashing into the flesh, and Chunyu Bin felt a flower of blood protruding in front of his eyes.Then, Xiao Ruyi cried in his ears. Chun Yubin sat blankly, seeing the man lying beside him with a white face, seeing Ruyi crying and tearing his clothes, and seeing the chaos in the hall. During those three days, Chunyu Ling never closed his eyes, and waited in front of the bed day and night. She looked at his unfurled brows in a coma, and his long eyelashes were wet like mist, and she also burst into tears unknowingly.She didn't know how to make him happy, she could only cry with him when he couldn't see. The rain beat the plantain desperately, and those huge and complete greens were also shattered by the combination of light and water. A small flame bloomed between the vast green and white, like love, holding the whole heart, and could not see the rest. , Can't touch the rest, including language. Therefore, we can only appreciate each other forever, but cannot share. When Wei Shengyan opened his eyes, he saw a doll with buns looking at him with red eyes. "Ruyi..." He wanted to move, but felt very weak. "Sir!" Ruyi's eyes were swollen and teary, she was very pitiful: "Are you in pain?" He tried his best to sit up and touched her head: "It doesn't hurt." Ruyi's tearful face suddenly burst into a smile: "Mother..." Before she uttered half a syllable, the doll swallowed back the words she was about to say: "Ruyi asked the kitchen to boil medicine for Mr., and added rock sugar, it's not bitter at all. .” His expression was bitter and relieved, and he only patted the child's Nuan Nuan on the shoulder. At that time, five-year-old Chunyu Ruyi didn't understand why she didn't let him know that her mother was so nice to a man.At that time, she still didn't understand, love to the depths, heartache - emotional timidity. Suddenly there was a sound outside the door. "Who's outside?" Wei Shengyan asked, with a hint of hope in his heart.After a while, I saw a boy's boots, and then Chunyu Bin came in dawdlingly. There was a hint of disappointment in Wei Shengyan's eyes, which was quickly replaced by concern. "Brother!" Chunyu Ruyi went to pull him happily: "Mister just woke up." Chunyu Bin had a nonchalant expression on his face: "I passed by to practice, who came to see him?" Even so, he didn't dare to raise his head at all, and only stared down at his boots, which was very different from the previous arrogance. Wei Shengyan struggled to stand up with the edge of the bed, and took Chun Yubin's hand. This time, Chunyu Bin did not refuse.The skin in the palm was as cold as jade, soft and powerful, there was no belt around the snow-white waist, and a few strands of blue silk from the wide robe brushed over the waist, and then brushed Chunyu Bin's face.Seven-year-old Chunyu Bin was only as tall as his waist, a little unhappy.Unwillingly, he raised his head to look at his face, Chunyu Bin muttered in his heart, what the adults said might be true, he really looks like...a jade statue. He led the child into the weapon room and asked Chun Yubin to pick up a weapon. It was a very heavy machete, and Chunyu Bin used both hands to hold it with all his strength. "This is the 'Yanyue Sword' envoyed by your great-grandfather Murong. This knife once killed twelve villains in the west of the village, and drank the blood of Hu Guanba, the leader of the bandit. In the first year of Kaihuang, thousands of people were killed by an avalanche. Besieged in Xiaoshan, your great-grandfather used this big knife to split the ice several feet thick to get water for the people..." Chunyu Bin listened with his eyes wide open, completely immersed in the story with relish. "This is your grandfather Murong Gan's long sword..." ... As he said the same thing, the seven-year-old boy's fists were gradually clenched, and his small chest was raised higher, where blood was gushing. In the end, the man lightly picked up a black long gun and stroked the body of the gun: "This is your father Murong Haotian's 'Pokong gun'. The villains in the Jianghu are frightened by the news. The famous gun Pokong has been passed down from generation to generation." Chunyu Bin's eyes sparkled with sparks, his cheeks were flushed red, he straightened his neck and said suddenly: "I was wrong, sir." This was the first time in his life that the stubborn boy admitted his mistake, and it was also the first time he called him Mr. Wei Shengyan smiled in relief, that smile was like the moonlight blooming from the top of a snow mountain.In just a moment, it is a thousand years. That evening, he was walking on the trail with his two children.The water and the sky are the same color, the mist is green, and the drizzle wets the corner of his white clothes-how beautiful is that picture.She just watched from afar, obsessively. Wei Shengyan never knew that on the rainy night of his newlyweds, the drunken raves he heard were incomplete—— At that time, Chun Yuling said in a dream: "Haotian, you must be happy for me..."