Chapter 511: Drunken Cat
The early spring nights are getting shorter, but they seem to be longer, so quiet that they sink to the bottom of the water, so long that there is no end in sight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The silhouettes of mountains and rivers loom in the moonlight.
The small flowers that bloom one by one, connecting into a boundless sea of flowers, undulating in the night breeze.
The boy sits in a treetop in the moonlight.
The robes hung down the branches, and the strands of black hair scattered around the body.
Leaning against the trunk of a tree, he poured sake with his head up, and his wrists were pale and slender in the moonlight, as if they were transparent.
Bitter intensity......
It sank into the five internal organs along the throat and paralyzed the nerves of the limbs.
The eyelashes slowly drooped, and the flask unconsciously fell from his hand.
The moonlight is ethereal.
The night breeze swept up the petals, and the sand sounded softly from the sea of flowers under the trees.
The girl stood in the sea of flowers, looking at the figure in the hazy moonlight, and the skirt rose among the flowers.
The moonlight is blurry and cannot be seen clearly.
Only the hazy moonlight outlined the silhouette of the boy in the treetops, and the long hair and drooping robes were faintly visible.
"I'm sorry. β
A low voice, clear in the night.
She stood a little hesitant in the sea of flowers, looking at the people in the treetops from afar.
But only the night breeze stirred the young man's long hair, flew up, and scattered the wisps.
No response.
"That day, I was serious...... I'm sorry, Satsuki. His voice was dumb, and he said it again.
The budding buds swayed around the skirt of the skirt like a silent response.
Long.
She slowly drooped her head and turned away in amusement.
The moon shadow is blurred, and the sea of flowers ripples in the moonlight.
The night breeze is cool, bringing a light floral scent, as well as ......
A hint of wine.
Qianling paused, sniffed like a puppy, was stunned for 1 second, and turned around in surprise.
Hesitated or ran forward through the sea of flowers, it didn't matter what he looked at, the whole person was immediately stunned in place.
The moonlight is cold.
The boy leaned against the treetops, surrounded by moonlight, his long black hair scattered over his slightly pink cheeks, and fell asleep.
Under the moonlight, Xiu's beautiful face is clear and blurry, like a lost forest elf, stranded in the treetops, unable to find the direction to return home.
Qianling leaned over and picked up the wine jug under the tree, shook it and half of the jug, and stared up at him in surprise.
No wonder there is no one in the small building of Huayun Peak......
This guy ......
Hiding here and drinking?
"Satsuki!" she shouted at him as she stood under the tree, "Satsuki, wake up!"
The moon was shining, his head leaning against the trunk of a tree, his long hair languidly on his body, his eyelashes drooping, and his shallow breathing was light.
"Satsuki-!" burst out, gritting his teeth.
His eyelashes trembled, and he seemed to wake up, slowly raising his eyelashes, and looking at the people under the tree with a pair of misty eyes.
The line of sight is opposite.
He looked at her, a beautiful and magnificent red, a drunken red wine, and a blooming flower on the other side of the road...... Precipitated in the depths of the eyes.
She looked at his innocent eyes, obviously blindfolded with alcohol, and a pair of eyebrows were twisted together, trying to suppress the impatience in her heart:
"You come down. What kind of wine do you drink in the middle of the night, who taught you? You give it to me!"
Lan Yue stared at her and blinked slowly, her eyes still blurred.
"Satsuki!" she glared at him under the tree.
Good guys, and learned to hide and drink at night!
If she hadn't come to him, would he have planned to sleep all night drunk in the trees blowing the wind?
"Don't come down......" The voice was low and like muttering, and it was not really audible.
Qianling was stunned: "What did you say?"
"No, I don't come down. β
ββ¦β¦ Why?" she was dumbfounded.
"You can't take care of it. He looked at her, his eyes misty and clear, as if he was telling the truth.
One sentence choked so much that Qianling couldn't speak.
She pursed her lips, looked at the drunken and hazy guy on the treetops, thought about it and softened her tone: "You come down first, I'll take you back to sleep again, okay?"
"Not good. β
"I'm going to catch a cold if I sleep here, come down, come down, ......"
"Not good. β
ββ¦β¦ You can't get down?" she wrinkled, slowly crossing her waist impatiently.
"No, I don't come down. β
Wide-eyed staring.
Qianling stared at the innocent and aggrieved eyes of the guy on the tree, like a child who played with a small leather ball and was confiscated by a bad aunt for no reason, stubbornly fighting.
"Xiao Yue......" She took a few steps forward and approached the treetops, stood on tiptoe and grabbed his drooping robe, shook it flatteringly, and whispered, "I was wrong, wrong, okay? Don't be angry......"
He looked down at her and blinked slightly, his eyes misty:
"What's wrong? I don't know you......"
Qianling was stunned: "...... You don't know me?"
He nodded earnestly.
"Satsuki, this joke isn't funny," she smirked, "when do you like to tell bad jokes?"
He looked at her, his eyes clear, and suddenly leaned down slowly, holding his chin and staring at her:
"Do you really want me to come down?"
Qianling nodded vigorously.
"I won't come down. He had a childlike smile on his face, and it was breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight.
Qianling looked at his smile and was stunned, as if she had been sucked away by something, and reacted 1 second later, glaring at him angrily:
"You're kidding me! Immediately, immediately!"
"Don't. He held his chin and looked at her innocently, shaking his head, as if you had nothing to do with me.
Qianling's eyes widened angrily and began to roll up her sleeves:
"Good...... You're not going to come down, are you?
Lan Yue watched her start to climb the tree, her eyes widened slightly with interest, and the slender tail thorns under the drooping robe were like a thin snake swaying lazily.
With skillful climbing skills, Qianling stepped on the groove of the tree trunk and quickly climbed to the side of the branch, stared at the guy who looked at her with a smile on the branch, and reached out to grab him:
"Come here!"
He was like a naughty child dodging her hand, and like a cat swaying its tail thorn, looking at her angry and corrupt appearance.
Qianling looked at his unusually childish appearance and was a little dumbfounded.
Is this still the cold, eternally expressionless Satsuki?
It's like a cat.
It's still the kind that flutters the ball of yarn.
She looked at his flushed cheeks and misty eyes...... Pursed her lips.
Suddenly, her feet slipped, Qianling's face changed, and she fell backwards unexpectedly:
"Whoa! Helpβ"
"Ling ......!"
Lan Yue's face turned pale, and she suddenly reached out to hold her!
The next second, someone grabbed his wrist with his backhand and dragged him down from the branch!
The robe was curled, and the fluttering hair was blowing in the wind, and he looked at her face, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Hey, got you, huh?"
Qianling looked at him triumphantly, her five fingers clasped his wrists, and her eyes were full of fierceness: "Where else do you want to hide?"
The black wings stretched, and the swirling wind formed a whirlpool on the ground, supporting the two people who fell, and fell smoothly into the sea of flowers.
ββ¦β¦ You lie. The voice was a little aggrieved.
Qianling grabbed his wrist nonchalantly, smiled and pinched her pink cheeks:
"Anyway, I caught you! Didn't you say you didn't know me? Who was that called?"
The stretched black wings spread out and slowly retracted behind him.
He stared at her face, his eyes misty with wine, and whispered:
"It looks like ...... But you're not her. I don't know you. β
Qianling looked at his stubborn appearance, leaned in front of him with a headache, and pointed to herself: "Xiaoyue, you can see clearly, are you sure you don't know me? You called me by name just now, and you said you don't know me?"
He lowered his eyelashes and didn't look at her, and his voice was dumb and he muttered to himself:
"Ling...... Won't come...... She hates me. β
Gradually, the mist covered his eyelashes, his eyes were filled with mist, and his cheeks suddenly became pale and fragile under the hazy moonlight:
"She hates me. β