?The wind and clouds of Kyoto, Changhe Town is still unknown.

Zhong Youli Ping Su Zhou's head, the young man fell asleep, pillowed on his lap, and looked tired. The quiet room was in chaos, and the tables and stools were removed. The paper pages were torn on the ground, and the most dazzling one was blood.

Zhong You closed the book and stopped the sound of reciting the lecture notes. He sat there just now, the window opened, the sunlight and the wind came in, but Su Zhou shrank under the shadow and refused to be touched.

Su Zhou asked to come to Zhong You's side, not to see Mrs. Su, not to see anyone except Mr. He had to quit, but this addiction was repeated over and over again. He didn't want to kneel on the ground and howl and beg someone to give him smoke and sorrow, but he couldn't control it, only Mr. could keep it.

Shi Yu pushed open the door, and Zhong You raised his hand and made an unnecessary gesture. Shi Yu paused and returned with the food.

Su Zhou's breathing was very light. Zhong Youzhi woke up again after hearing this sound, and said, "No one can come in."

The shirt on Zhong You's knee was already wet, and Su Zhou blocked his face and whispered softly. His fingertips were mottled with biting marks. Whenever he had to reach out to ask for it, he would bite into his teeth, wishing he could bite off the stretched finger.

"The wind is good today." Zhong You said softly, "It's time to rain in a few days."

Su Zhou curled up and lay quietly on Zhong You's knees. The gentleman's smell of lime was shrouded in, silently isolated from the outside, giving him a spare space, allowing him to shrink and dark. He was very tired, and the smoke and millet were disorderly day and night. When it surged up, it often went through a long journey, exhausting his mind and physical strength.

"Wait a little longer and we can go to the kite. The autumn wind is good, and then the class will be tested. Later, it will be winter again." Zhong You changed his mind and said, "I used to be the most disgusted with winter."

There is no need for Su Zhou to echo. As long as he doesn't resist, he just wants to continue listening.

Zhong You whispered in a low voice: "When I was a little younger than you, I often suffered from cold. Although the yard was big, the room was cold. There was no charcoal fire in winter, and the rice was cold. The skin on the outside and the belly on the inside. At that time, I always thought, what should I do to winter? These desires are my life. My mother is a good mother."

This sentence, Zhong Younian was as though he was immersed in memories, revealing bitterness for no reason.

"But my good mother can't warm her hands and feet. I'm next to Dong, sometimes I'm extremely hungry, sometimes I'm extremely cold, and I both blame this day and hate this courtyard. I often listen to the play outside by the wall, and they are all brothers. Alas." Zhong You smiled, "The children always can't figure it out, so they don't think about it anymore. In the past, I only remember Dong, but now it's not clear." He stroked Su Zhou's hair and said, "Now I only remember that frozen persimmons are delicious."

"A Zhou, some karmas are bound by you and imprisoned you, it is not scary. Because after crossing, all karmas are dispersed." Zhong You lowered his eyes and said, "Do you still remember the name of the academy?"

Su Zhou did not close his eyes, and he spoke in a hoarse voice with his husband, slowly saying, "The water of Canglang is clear, so that my tassel can be washed. The water of Canglang is turbid, so that my feet can be washed."

As he recited it, tears flowed to the corners of his eyes. He murmured: "Study hard, be honest in your life, be upright in your life, and be open-minded in your life."

This is the first time the academy was established. He asked Zhong You what Canglang meant, and Zhong You replied. He remembered clearly, and he still remembered that when he was just recognizing his words, he was standing on the ladder of Xia Ye and repeatedly read the book he gave him. On the homepage, the teacher wrote a sentence in person, "Although I am not a gentleman, I dare not forget to express my ambition."

I dare not forget to express my ambitions.

Su Zhou choked up. How dare he let go of himself so easily and indulged himself. He sobbed and covered the back of his hand, wiped his tears randomly, and cried, "I'm sorry."

The addiction has once again spread.

This time he didn't shout a word about Yan Su. He just rolled and curled up beside Zhong You. Zhong You stuffed his wrist to him. Su Zhou was mixed with sweat and tears, biting his mouth on his wrist, listening to the gentleman chanting the song of Canglang in a low voice.

Blood is mixed with, and I will never forget it in my life.

Shi Yu was outside the Jing room. Su Zhou was unable to come out for one day or two days. The husband ate less and hardly left the Jing room. Su Zhou ate less and needed to tie his hands to sleep. In class at the academy, Yu took him to the lecture hall and stood there as if he was silent. Pu Cheng and the other ones were at the bottom. Rong Yang came to listen to the study with red eyes every day. Shi Yu was guarding outside the Jing Hall at night, and he would get up when he heard the movement. Su Shuo and Su Niang came to the academy several times, but they did not dare to come to Jing Hall.

Kyoto's urgent news came out and was sent by Zhou Pu. Shi Yu said that Mr. was not here and would have to delay for a few days. Zhou Pu was not in a difficult situation, so he only said that he had sent a letter to Kyoto to report it. He went to Xu Hang first and asked Zhong You to be as soon as possible.

As the end of October passes, the coolness of November comes with stars.

When Su Zhou left Jingtang, the leaves in the garden were already yellow.

He was too thin and almost lost his shape. Zhong You combed his hair, and his hair was knotted in an instant, dry like grass.

Su Zhou pointed to the bronze mirror and said, "Teacher, cut it."

After that day, he kept calling Mr. Zhong You. Zhong You raised his hair with his fingertips, turned his head and called Shi Yu. Shi Yu took the scissors, and Zhong You took a step back and Shi Yu would cut it.

As his hair fell down, Su Zhou called out to the figure in the mirror: "Sixth Brother."

Shi Yu rubbed his head and said no.

Su Zhou smiled slowly and said, "Don't cut it into a dog's gnaw."

But after finishing the cutting, Zhong You sighed first: "Your sixth brother would have known this skill, it would be better to be a teacher."

The hair should not be cut too much, Shi Yu only cut the knot. Su Zhou raised his hand and grabbed the shorter hair, revealing the wrist marks on the cuffs, grinding them into the flesh. Shi Yu could see clearly, rubbed his hair again under his hands, and said, "Warm the soup, my sister-in-law sent it. I finished drinking it with my husband later."

When Mrs. Su came to see someone, she never dared to cry. She went out the door and hid her in the kitchen and covered her mouth and cried so hard that she was heartbroken. Su Shuo held the man to comfort her for a long time before entering the house again.

No one mentioned smoke and millet, nor did anyone mention Xu Lansheng.

Su Zhou had just come out and was weak and had not yet gone to class. Meng Chen took the person to the Meng Pavilion and kept him in his yard. He got up every morning and took Su Zhou to box in the yard, accompanied Su Zhou to eat soup and nourish him every day, and listened to Su Zhou studying in the yard before resting. Meng Chen was willing to scold these disciples himself, but he couldn't bear to say something bad. Su Zhou was the youngest and he always treated him as his grandson.

But this little grandson suddenly became taciturn and quiet from a hairy monkey. At noon, Meng Chen could occasionally see Su Zhou sitting in the corridor in a daze.

Zhong You was about to go to the school class and then the holiday was set. He delayed the trip again and again, and forced the day to the end of November. Kyoto came to urge him twice. Zhong You pressed him before the third time and responded to the departure time. After Su Zhou, Meng Chen changed his previous attitude and forced the passage of smoke and corn. Park Songcai's cigarette shop was closed, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

It is cool in early winter and the dead branches are windy.

On this day, Xu Lansheng was wearing a sedan chair with red makeup and was about to marry. He could hear clearly through the walled courtyard.

Su Zhou sat down under the corridor with his hair and hugged a warm stove.

I don’t know who shouted “Get up the sedan chair”, and the child suddenly shouted together, and the fun was boiling.

Su Zhou looked at the distant end of the courtyard corridor, and the crack in the door was so thin and so small. But he still felt that he had seen the girl with a phoenix crown and a robe with a light eyebrows and eyes.

There were two walls, three out, and one street. The girl he loved was there, dressed up in a sedan chair. He was led by another man and entered a foreign land from then on, and had no connection with him in this life.

The wind blew the leaves, and Su Zhou made tea for himself. This hand was taught by the teacher. When the hot smoke rushed, his eyebrows and eyes became wet and clear.

Two cups of tea.

The wind blew the tea smoke, and Su Zhou raised his hand and sipped one of the cups. There was a loud laugh outside, and he looked at the tea and watched the ripples.

The courtyard is lonely.

The sedan chair began to move, blowing and laughing together. The red curtain shook, and the bride in the sedan chair was swaying. Somehow, a few drops of water were rolled out, hitting the back of the plain white hand, and disappeared on the wedding dress.

No young man came to chase the sedan chair, no new bride ran away with her skirt.

Su Zhou sat until the world was quiet, and his tea had not yet been finished. The corridor was empty, and he liked the empty space.

The wind blew, blowing off the leaves and blowing off the snow.

The door suddenly knocked and was pushed open. Rong Yang's head with a velvet hat was coming out. He ran in a hurry and his face was still red. He leaned on the edge of the door, looking at Su Zhou, probably distinguishing. Suddenly he pushed open the door open, ran over with red eyes, shouting: "Senior Brother!"

The boy thrust up, and Su Zhouxuan pushed open the tea tray, and he was shaking himself. Rong Yang grabbed Su Zhou's neck and choked up and said, "Senior Brother."

"Hey." Su Zhou patted his arm and replied with a smile, "Hey."

Park Cheng, who followed behind, carried the book, sweating all over and chased him, "Don't dig it off, come down."

Rong Yang rubbed his eyes, and he sat beside Su Zhou, sobbing at Park Cheng and said seriously: "You have thrown the book again, sir, this book cannot be thrown."

Park Cheng put the book and sat on the other side. He sneaked his chest all the way, and suddenly pulled his shirt open. A black and white cat jumped onto the wooden board of the corridor. Rong Yang screamed and forgot to say about him. Park Cheng snapped Su Zhou's fingers and said proudly: "This is my birth."

Shao Zhen finally closed the door and spat out loud: "Listen to him to fool him. This cat was obtained by him who bothered Li Wenjing. He didn't give it to him, but he asked others whether he would be a classmate than a fist."

Su Zhou held the cat. The cub was still small. It was light and warm and lively in his hand. He said, "What do you want other people's cats for?"

"Support it to my senior brother."

"Grow banyan."

The people on both sides stopped talking in unison, and Shaozhen said in the middle: "Support it to the academy, and the sir is not restrained anyway."

Su Zhou scratched the neck of the kitten and said, "It's okay." He asked again, "Is the teacher ready to leave? Is the sixth brother going too?"

"Mr. said he would go back soon and let Brother Six stay at home." Rong Yang turned his head and teased the cat, "What are you calling him?"

"Silly." After Pu Cheng held on, he bent his legs unruly and sighed: "I'm so hungry. The snow has fallen. When will we eat?"

"You eat the most lunch!" Shao Zhen was rarely irritable, and he jumped and said, "You have eaten all the beef you made by your husband!"

Rong Yang came over and whispered to Su Zhou: "Senior Brother, I have a pack hidden here for you to keep."

Park Cheng, who was there, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the back of his neck, inserted his cold hand into his collar, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, hide it for your senior brother!"

The snow fell in the yard, and Su Zhou listened and kept laughing. Rong Yang was caught and bullied by Pu Cheng, so Shao Zhen sat beside him and said.

"If you are willing to do this Yuanchun, will we live with you?"
Chapter completed!