"Drink?" Long Yunfeng handed the wine gourd to the Iron Fan Princess who was sitting beside him at some point. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In ancient times, men and women did not kiss, Long Yunfeng handed his wine gourd to the iron fan, if the iron fan drank it, wouldn't it become an indirect kiss. So Long Yunfeng's move was very rude, but Long Yunfeng, who was already almost drunk, still seemed to think about this.

When a person is lonely and drunk until he is about to get drunk, he often finds someone to drink with him, which is the case with Long Yunfeng now.

Iron Fan smiled and shook his head, but he didn't blame Long Yunfeng for his faux pas.

"Don't you drink it?" Long Yunfeng saw that the iron fan didn't drink, so he just smiled and shook his head, didn't think much about it, handed the wine gourd to his mouth, and continued to pour it.

For a moment, the two of them were speechless and did not have any conversation.

"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together. Is this poem written by you? This poem is very good, and the artistic conception is also very beautiful!" After a long time, Princess Iron Fan was the first to break the peace.

"Is it good?" Long Yunfeng smiled indifferently, "It's just a casual remark from a homeless drunkard, what's commendable." Long Yunfeng has no interest in explaining that this is a poem or not, let alone a poem, and he is not the author of this poem, the author is Su Shi, who was not yet born.

Full of melancholy, he has no interest in flirting with beautiful women anymore.

Looking at Long Yunfeng, who always didn't look serious and extraordinary in the past, is now so worried, the heart of the iron fan hurts for no reason, every woman actually has a maternal side in her heart, it's just a difference between more and less.

What's more, Long Yunfeng's appearance is very similar to that of Princess Iron Fan's relatives.

And the "no home" in Long Yunfeng's mouth made the Iron Fan Princess think of herself, Long Yunfeng has no home, how can she have a home, as early as the struggle more than two hundred years ago, she already had no home, if it wasn't for Master Rakshasa Daoist who saved her life, there would be no Iron Fan Princess now.

"If you don't have a home, can you tell me about it? tell me this poor man who also has no home? Maybe you'll be happier after sharing your pain!" Iron Fan sat on Long Yunfeng's side and said.

"What a beautiful word! More than 100 years ago, I didn't have a home. Even if I can live forever in this life, what can I do if I stand at the top of this world, I will never see my family and brothers again in this life, and perhaps loneliness is my fate. Long Yunfeng laughed, but this smile was full of depression and desolation that was difficult to hide.

Yes, desolate, Long Yunfeng became a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and after coming to the world of gods and demons, he gave him a strong sense of loneliness, although he had Yang Jian's friends and Ling'er's sister, but there were many things that could not be replaced.

Long Yunfeng continued to drink his wine, his eyes were half squinted, and he seemed to find that he was lying uncomfortable, so he moved his head and pillowed directly on the lap of the iron fan.

The iron fan was slightly startled, how could her thighs of a big girl with yellow flowers make a strange man fall on her pillow?

Just seeing the tears in the corners of Long Yunfeng's eyes, he suddenly stopped his movements, and instead put his hand on Long Yunfeng's face and stroked it. Long Yunfeng is like a wounded eagle trying to find a warm nest to drive away the cold on his body and even more so the cold in his heart.

The iron fan slowly closed his eyes, and some memories that he thought had faded all exploded at this moment.

In a beautiful garden, there is a turquoise pond, a rockery with a strange shape of clear water, and a hundred flowers full of fragrance.

A very beautiful place, but also a very warm place, a warm place that makes the Iron Fan Princess feel intimate.

An eight- or nine-year-old girl in red appeared among the flowers, and the girl was smiling happily, with a happy smile on her face, frolicking and running among the flowers.

The girl was followed by a little boy in pink makeup, who looked to be only four or five years old, running behind the girl in red, with an innocent and satisfied smile on his face.

Not far away, there was a little girl in green clothes with two pigtails knitting a wreath, and her face was also smiling with joy. The girl in green looked like she was six or seven years old, and she looked very similar to the girl in red and the little boy, just a little younger than the girl in red and a little older than the little boy.

After a while, the wreath was braided, and the girl in green, with a smug smile, stood up excitedly, and beckoned happily to the girl in red and the little boy.

Very happy and happy, the corners of Princess Iron Fan's mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

But as soon as the picture turned, the iron fan seemed to see the bloody night again, and the extremely hideous faces.

"Tick", a teardrop fell from the beautiful face of the iron fan and dripped on the ground.

It seems that I lost my home more than 200 years ago. Father, queen, mother, and younger brother are all dead, and the remaining sister is still an enemy of herself, home, family, when can I have another home like in the past!

Tears dripped on Long Yunfeng's face, Long Yunfeng felt cold, drunk eyes hazy saw the beautiful face of the iron fan, subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the face of the iron fan, and grinned: "Big beauty, don't cry, your face won't look good if you cry, you can't get married, and in the end, you can only marry me, an alcoholic." ”

In the face of Long Yunfeng's rude actions and words, the iron fan not only did not feel unhappy but felt a trace of joy, everyone is two-sided, one side is the self in front of others, and the other side is the self who may not even know himself. This "self" is difficult to discover, let alone others, even oneself, and even others can know this "self" better than themselves, this is the most real "self".

An action that will only be made by the subconscious mind without the person's consciousness will often reveal the real "self", like a sleeping position.

And after Long Yunfeng got drunk, Tie Fan discovered the true side of this usually chic and uninhibited Long Gongzi - like a child.

The iron fan smiled gently, and the face of the pear blossom with rain was even more moving, and the rare joke with Long Yunfeng: "If you really can't get married, I'll make do with you!"

Tonight's drunkenness unconsciously pulled the distance between the iron fan and Long Yunfeng, and even this kind of joke iron fan would open with Long Yunfeng, which was impossible in the past.

Maybe this is the mutual attraction between people who have fallen from the end of the world!

"Wow! Marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, my mother is happy and has a home!" Long Yunfeng, who was drunk, responded casually, as if he had said his true words.

The iron fan was originally a smiling face, but when he heard Long Yunfeng's last sentence "There is a home", his face suddenly stiffened, looking at Long Yunfeng's face that looked like his younger brother, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, and he said: "Family." Then will you be my brother in the future?"

Iron Fan looked at Long Yunfeng's eyes full of anticipation and unease, for fear that Long Yunfeng's next sentence would break the hope in her heart.

"Be your brother, okay, sister!" The drunken Long Yunfeng didn't know what he was talking about at all, so he said it casually, and fainted after finishing speaking, the strength of the wine brewed by Shui Huo Xian was extraordinary, and it would be good if he could hold on until now.

"Well, brother...... Brother, brother!" Iron Fan listened to two lines of tears and unconsciously flowed down his cheeks, he was excited, he finally had a younger brother.

Iron Fan looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and seemed to see the kind face of his mother smiling at her on the bright moon.

Mother, don't worry, the fan will live well in the future, and she will find her sister and take good care of her!

The bright moon hung high, and the Cuiyun Mountain was silent, and the shadows of the iron fan and the dragon cloud wind were getting longer and longer in the moonlight. But this time it was very warm, Long Yunfeng slept very sweetly, and Tie Fan also found a younger brother.

The past is gone, the future is still under our feet, and hope is still in our hearts.