don't call me singer

Chapter 212 You Look Like My Uncle (Leader Lynx Is Also a Big Cat Plus 211)

A few small tables, a few jugs of wine, a few side dishes, and a few middle-aged and elderly men.

Gu Xiaobai, Bao Shuya, Bai Tian, ​​Zhongtu.

Gu Xiaobai sat there in a disfigured manner, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar people in front of him.

More than 20 years later, Bao Shuya is already an old man, and Bai Tian and Zhongtu are also in their 40s.

Bai Tian and Bai Gan look very similar, especially after growing a beard, and Gu Xiaobai couldn't help but think of Bai Gan when he saw him.

Thinking that Bai Gan has been dead for more than 20 years, I felt a twinge of pain in my heart.

Uncle Bai, has passed away?

In front of his eyes, the scene of Bai Gan accompanying him to search for little moths flashed across the scene.

There are so many people around him, but Baigan is the first one who is loyal to him.

Not being loyal to "Young Master Xiaobai", but being loyal to him.

"When we came back from Ju, we encountered an ambush on the way. My uncle was injured, and then he was seriously injured. After all, we didn't survive..."

Regarding Bai Gan's death, Bai Tian was unwilling to say more, but Gu Xiaobai could guess it.

It must be the young master Xiaobai who was shot and killed by Lu soldiers, possibly even Guan Zhong, when he returned to Qi to fight for the throne.

But Guan Zhong is now Duke Huan of Qi's right arm, so what can Bai Tian say?

It can only be said that good fortune makes people.

However, for this small dinner, Gu Xiaobai didn't call Guan Zhong, anyway, he still doesn't know this generation of virtuous officials.

Just because he caused Baigan's death, Gu Xiaobai didn't like him, even if he didn't see him.

Thinking of Baigan, Gu Xiaobai felt uncomfortable again.

"Drink, drink!"

Only after taking a sip of wine to suffocate can he suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

It doesn't matter if drinking alcohol damages intelligence or something, it's Duke Huan of Qi's intelligence that is damaged anyway!

Zhongtu sat next to Baigan, he was already different from what he was back then.

The newlywed groom was now a middle-aged uncle.

The way he looked at Gu Xiaobai was also very complicated.

There is a sense of intimacy, but dare not get close.

"A few days ago, Zhongtu's sons and daughters also got married one after another..." Bao Shuya changed the subject with a smile, "Zhongtu also talked about your flute music..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and said, "It's really hard to imagine that you are still... the original son? This soul-lost disease is really miraculous."

"Did I never come again after that?" Gu Xiaobai wondered.

"At the beginning, I came here often for five or six years, but in the past ten years or so, you haven't suffered from the loss of soul again, my lord. I thought it was the witchcraft that had the effect..." Bao Shuya scratched his head.

Gu Xiaobai rolled his eyes, didn't he tell you not to invite those witches anymore?
Your Majesty knows this as murder.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai roll his eyes, Bao Shuya couldn't help laughing, and leaned back.

For more than 20 years, this body has become the Marquis of Qi, and is no longer the son of the past.

But he can still see the soul of that young master in his body.

Could this be the miracle of good fortune?
What's more, Gu Xiaobai wasn't the real son at first, but it still left a deep memory on them, and even haunted their dreams.

Occasionally, he would even think rebelliously, if the son who lost his soul is the real son, then what would happen?

But in this world, there are not so many ifs.

"Drink, drink!" Gu Xiaobai raised his glass.

"By the way, silly dog ​​and little white sheep..." Gu Xiaobai asked again, suddenly laughing and shaking his head.

It has been more than 20 years, Shagou and Xiaobaiyang must be dead.

"I don't know what you like about that silly dog, Your Majesty. You even buried it in the garden with your own hands..." Bai Tian said, "Now its descendants are still raised in my house. As for the little white sheep..."

Bai Tian didn't know whether to continue talking.

Gu Xiaobai finally couldn't bear it any longer, he asked the question that he always wanted to ask but dared not.

"Where's the little moth?"

"Little Moth girl has been singing all over the place. In the first few years, every time you came back, you would go to meet Little Moth girl, but after five or six years, Little Moth girl disappeared. From then on, you... have never been there again. Never came back."

Bai Tian replied.

Gu Xiaobai didn't know what kind of mood he was in.

Where did she go, little moth?

If she is still alive, is she already an aunt now?Have you found a good family to marry and have children?

Or are you still wandering, selling and singing everywhere?
Why...why would you rather wander than live a stable life, why?
Gu Xiaobai couldn't figure it out.

Maybe, I broke up with the little moth after all, so I never came back after that.

Of course, there may be other possibilities, but...is it possible?

He touched his temples, where there were already many gray hairs.

Imagining the appearance of the little moth with white hair, the mood is even more complicated.

"Drink! Drink!"

Gu Xiaobai drank the wine, his head was dizzy, he stood up staggeringly and said: "Come on, I am happy today, I will play a song for everyone, where is my flute? My flute! Bring my flute! "

"My lord, you're drunk..."

"I'm not drunk..." This was the first time Gu Xiaobai drank like this in his life.

It was also the first time in Gu Xiaobai's life that he got drunk.

He didn't expect that his drinking capacity was so bad, and his wine taste was so bad. After a few drinks, he became dizzy and jumped up and down in the room.

The others could only chase after him.

"My lord, take a break and drink some hangover soup..."

"I don't drink water, I want to drink!"

"My lord, it's dangerous! You can't climb the pillars!"

"Don't worry about me, I'm a good tree climber! I want to climb!"

Seeing that Gu Xiaobai was about to climb up the pillar, Bai Gan grabbed his belt.

Even if you are a master tree climber, don't look at your current age!

Afraid that Gu Xiaobai was about to go to the house to expose the tiles, Bai Tian didn't care about being rude, so he hugged Gu Xiaobai and dragged him off the pillar.

At this moment, Bai Tian suddenly felt that the uncle back then... was really not easy.

Why can't I remember that the son is actually so energetic?

Really can not afford to toss.

Perhaps it was because my energy was also very strong back then...

Unknowingly, he has reached middle age, young master, is he still a teenager in his heart?

Inexplicably envious, what's going on?

"It's okay, I don't need a flute, I can sing with the drums..." Gu Xiaobai was dragged off by Bai Tian, ​​and he didn't care at all. He stretched out his hand and knocked Bai Tian's head, and sang while knocking: "Uncle, you look like me!" uncle..."

Bai Tian is speechless, why can you beat my head to make such a "dong dong" sound!

He wanted to hide, but he was afraid that Gu Xiaobai would lose his instrument and run to climb the pillar.

He could only let Gu Xiaobai knock his head loudly.

I'm really scared, worried...

At this moment, a soft calling came from Gu Xiaobai's ear.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai? Xiaobai!"

It got louder and louder, and then it was deafening.

Gu Xiaobai felt that his body was getting heavy gradually, as if his consciousness was about to be separated.

"I should go back..." Gu Xiaobai shook his head, grabbed Bai Tian, ​​and said, "Don't worry, I... I will save Uncle Bai, save him..."

Consciousness rolled back like a tide, and Gu Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes.

In front of you is the high-speed rail car again.

"Xiaobai, we are almost at the station, wake up...Xiaobai, why are you crying?" Jiang Wei asked blankly.

"It's nothing, I had a dream." Gu Xiaobai sat up, was silent for a moment, and replied.

Then suddenly he smiled again.

"Oh...uncle."

In a trance, a dream of yellow beams, who knows how sad the king's heart is.

　Suddenly, I feel that this way of traveling through time and space is very similar to Assassin's Creed...

　　Do you want to play Odyssey for a while...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)