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Chapter 2367 I want to fish for cold snow alone

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    The painting boat was filled with a faint fragrance, which seemed to be brewed from some kind of flower petals, very much like the body fragrance of a woman.

    The furnishings inside are also very simple. There is a wine table, two blankets underneath, and some wall decorations hanging around. The environment is quite elegant but not vulgar. It is obvious that the owner here is somewhat elegant.

    There are a few side dishes on the table, as well as two jugs of warm wine.

    Hua Yingrong was sitting behind the piano table stroking, Xiang Que was lying on the blanket halfway without any posture, and after holding the wine glass to his mouth in a very inconspicuous manner, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp  , drinking very happily, but a little bit indecent.

    The painting boat has been sailing from Chaotianhe for a long time, and Xiang Que is drinking wine on his own, while the other party is playing the piano as if to accompany him, a man and a woman get along very quietly without any ambiguity.

    The white veil on Hua Yingrong's face has been taken off, revealing a face that could really captivate a country, but Xiang Que just glanced at it earlier and then withdrew his eyes.

    There is nothing tempting to talk about, because Xiang Que has already filled a lot of people in his heart, and he doesn't bother to stuff them anymore.

    Trouble, headache.

    After talking about the two pieces of music, Hua Yingrong came and sat opposite him, took the initiative to pick up the warm wine and filled the empty glass in front of Xiang Que, and then filled it up for herself again, Hua Yingrong smiled  He raised his glass and said: "It's been an hour, and the young master has not said a word, and it seems that the wine in this jug is more pleasing to the young master than Yingrong. You are really frustrating."

    Xiang Que continued to drink in one gulp, put down the glass and said, "I'm sorry for not being good at words."

    Hua Yingrong giggled twice, and said angrily: "If you are not good at words, you can still make a water tune song head? You men can't even believe what you say."

    "Writing poetry? It's a very simple thing" Xiang Que suddenly turned his head and looked outside the painting boat. At this time, they had already left the city, and the surrounding scene became a bit desolate. The place the painting boat passed was a wilderness.

    On the bank of the Chaotian River, a man in a bamboo hat was sitting by the river and fishing. It was still raining lightly. Xiang Que blinked, pointed to the wine glass and said "full up" before still half lying down.  , Said: "Thousands of mountains and birds are flying away, thousands of paths are gone, people are gone, a lonely boat and a hat, fishing alone in the cold river rain"

    Xiang Que's reaction was quick, the last sentence made him stop abruptly, and changed the word snow.

    In this way, it will be more appropriate.

    Considering Xiang Que's level of education, he seems to be able to pick it up at his fingertips, and there are probably only a few of them.

    Sparks flickered in Jiang Yingrong's eyes, she opened her small mouth slightly and fell forward beside Xiang Que with a cry of "Ying Ning", and said with tender eyes, "Master, you are really talented, and you can spread a song as soon as you say it."  His poems really envy the little girl"

    Xiang Que sighed and said, "Drink, drink."

    It was late at night and the river was slightly cool.

    Hua Yingrong looked at the empty jug, and asked Xiang Que why he didn't wash up. Xiang Que blinked at her, and opened his mouth to say, "Sorry, I'm too drunk."

    Xiang Que slid softly on the blanket, and Jiang Yingrong stared dumbfounded at Xiang Que who fell into a deep sleep and snored for a second, it was a bit dumbfounding.

    Talented people all over the world are eager to be her guest of honor, and now there is one, but fortunately, this person was actually taken down by the wine first.

    Hua Yingrong said quietly: "I don't know if it's because I'm not pretty enough, or because you don't want to be here. It really spoiled my good mood."

    For the next few days, Xiang Que stayed on the boat, but what surprised and puzzled Jiang Yingrong was that this gifted scholar Xiang only drank and ate food on weekdays, and occasionally lay on the railing outside the boat to look at both sides of the Chaotian River  , people seldom speak, and the eyes seem to be filled with the word "loneliness" all the time.

    But if you are really lonely, why don't you flirt with a charming woman like me?

    It was the first time that Hua Yingrong had the desire to be seductive. For a few nights, she deliberately drank herself into a daze, and then fell into Xiang Que's arms more than once.  But in the morning, she was sleeping on the bed, Xiang Que was sleeping on the ground.

    The clothes are fine, and the hair is not too messy.

    "Is it because he's not pretty enough?" On this day, Hua Yingrong couldn't bear it any longer, and looked up at Xiang Que pitifully through Jiu Jin's eyes.

    Xiang Que said: "It's better if you treat me like a beast, this matter has nothing to do with charm, the main reason is that I have been a vegetarian for so many years, and I don¡¯t eat meat.¡±

    Hua Yingrong: ""

    Xiang Que really did not intend to do this. With the dull life in the recent period, Yunshan has long disappeared from his mind. With these two words Xiang Que, he feels that he seems to have entered a state of returning to nature.

    I just need to be a little more ordinary, I want to fish in the cold river and snow alone.

    At this time, Xiang Que suddenly felt that his life at this time was very similar to the period when he withdrew from the arena in his previous life. He did nothing all day long and just lived with Chen Xia in the Chen family's mansion, growing flowers and weeding, taking walks and cooking.  , The United States and the United States are eating and waiting to die.

    On this day, the painting boat went upstream along the Chaotian River and entered a blessed land.

    The city of this blessed place is very small, about one-third of the size of Mashan Cave.  Working in the fields.

    Xiang Que leaned against the railing, and habitually looked at the scenery by the river.

    Suddenly, a figure appeared in Xiang Que's eyes. It was a woman wearing linen clothes and a turban on her head. She was walking out of the field with a bundle of firewood on her back, and then came to a thatched hut to pack the firewood.  Put it on the ground, and walked to a well with a bucket.

    This is a very common picture, which can be seen in almost many rural areas.

    But the difference is that the people who see it are different.

    Xiang Que straightened up slowly, his eyes stared blankly.

    The scene in front of him was very ordinary and ordinary, but Xiang Que was stunned by the lightning strike, as if he had been hit hard by an axe, and it was cut in half at once.

    The painting boat was rowing upstream along the river, when Xiang Que flew up from the boat without any warning, then landed on the opposite river bank, walked towards the village woman and stood in front of her.

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