"There's a pole here, you can hook it, why are you so impatient?" Xie Chongyue straightened the man and let go. Seeing him shaking his head, grabbing the lantern he had just got, and mumbling something, Xie Chongyue couldn't help but change his sitting position. This time he was smart and sat next to Xu Shiqing with his back to the railing.
"There is a moon in the water..."
As he got closer, Xie Chongyue listened to him mumbling with a mixture of laughter and tears, saying that he wanted to pick up the ice wheel.
After thinking for a moment, he coaxed her, "I'll pick it for you. Don't lie there, or you might fall over."
As he spoke, he drank half of the wine in the jar, put it on the table, took out the broken sword that Xu Shiqing had placed next to him, used his internal force, and then split the jar in two, with the cut surface just level with the wine.
Xu Shiqing was digging through the lanterns he had salvaged, but there was no riddle inside. He was stunned for a moment, and Xie Chongyue was already waving a cut wine jar in front of him. He subconsciously looked over.
The man raised the corners of his lips to him, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes. Xu Shiqing blinked. He felt that the emotion made his heart itch, very familiar, as if he had seen it not long ago, but the other party just looked at him, making him at a loss, so he shifted his gaze according to his heart and looked at the wine jar.
Xie Chongyue saw it all, but his heart was calm. After all, the journey north was enough for Xie Chongyue to realize that Xu Shiqing was more of a combination of old-fashioned and weird than the reincarnation of an elm spirit.
Oh, no, the wood is real wood.
He lowered the wine jar towards the moon on the water, but only gently, not letting the water enter the wine. Then he held it in front of Xu Shiqing and said, "Here, the moon."
The man was smiling, and the big jar of wine in his hand reflected the bright moon in the sky.
Xu Shiqing sobered up a little from the wine, took it and put it on the table, staring at the moon for a long time, and then turned over the lantern without a puzzle to look for the words.
"...You drunkard, have you forgotten that we have two unlit lanterns among these, ready to be released into the river?"
Xie Chongyue looked at his movements and laughed: "Why, are you curious about what wish I wrote?"
He wrung out the other person's wet hair, separated it and placed it on his chest.
As for the wet sleeves, they could only be left there. After all, Xie Chongyue couldn't take off his clothes and change him.
"The Han River is so vast that it cannot be crossed by swimming." Xu Shiqing identified the words on the lantern.
Xie Chongyue paused and asked, "What's wrong?"
Although the subject is the Han River and the Yangtze River, Bianjing is adjacent to the Yellow River, a wide and difficult river to cross. By analogy, it's not uncommon for him to be inspired by this. It's just that Xie Chongyue mixed in some personal feelings, not to mention that Xu Shiqing has no interest in the Book of Songs at all...
"The river is so long, I can't even imagine it." Xu Shiqing said, "Why do you think you can't cross it?"
Something unexpected happened.
"..." Xie Chongyue's eyes suddenly fixed on the cloth on the young man's chest, as if something there attracted his attention, but he could clearly see the other person's chin shaking, as if Xu Shiqing turned his head to look at him, waiting for an answer.
"Isn't that something I can decide?" he said.
"I'm going to change my clothes."
Xu Shiqing was a little disappointed. He threw the lantern into Xie Chongyue's arms and tried to stand up by pressing on the table.
His voice seemed to startle Xie Chongyue.
The man subconsciously reached out his hand, and when Xu Shiqing was pulled back to his position, half-knelt, turned around and looked at him with a slightly frown, his brain slowly started to work.
Under that gaze, Xie Chongyue finally made up his mind. He pushed the sword immortal onto the table almost easily, and with his supporting elbow, he pushed the wine cup down. Xie Chongyue leaned over and kissed him lightly.
"Now, can I cross this river?"
Xie Chongyue asked.
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