Worried that these stupid officers and soldiers would not be able to settle down, he hid in the dark and guarded for a long time, until it was almost dawn before returning to the infirmary.

Miao Huichun was really obedient, and the hot millet porridge had been placed on the table, a large bowl of sea, and four dishes of side dishes.

Tilting sat down at the table unceremoniously, took off his mask, and ate it with a bang, his stomach was full of things, and he immediately felt satisfied.

After a while, Miao Huichun came to check.

In fact, he didn't sleep well all night, and he still thought about this enthusiastic stranger.

He stood at the doorway and stared at her in a daze, not daring to come in.

Tilting Miao covered her face with a light veil and beckoned to him: "What are you doing at the door? Do you want to eat? Come in quickly, there are many more here." ”

Doctor Miao smiled embarrassedly, lifted the corner of his robe and crossed the threshold: "Just now I heard the gossip of people on the street, saying that all the bandits were arrested and brought to justice last night, and these were actually done by you, right?"

Tilting nodded and said lightly: "It's a very simple thing to say." ”

Miao Huichun sat down next to her, and then began to speak: "However, the rumors that have been passed around are that the government has already laid a net, and yesterday was the result of the surprise attack of the officers and soldiers, and there was not a word about you or others. ”

Miao Huichun learned that it was really a misdemeanor, and immediately felt a little unhappy for her, feeling that this great credit was taken up by the government.

"If you didn't mention it, you didn't mention it, why are you so nervous?" she spread her hands and looked at him indifferently.

Miao Huichun suddenly clenched his fists, slammed it on the table, and said indignantly: "How can such a big thing be forgotten like this! This is a great joy in the town, and everyone is still going to celebrate this and organize a fireworks party! I think we should explain things clearly, and we can't let the government take advantage of this in vain." ”

Tilt chuckled, "It's really not cheap. You're the one who knows my back, so that's a no-brainer. If it's the government, even if they know the truth, how can they tell it to the outside world?"

"This...", Miao Huichun was speechless for a while.

"Do you mean that this bandit suddenly fell from the sky, or did they take advantage of it for nothing?"

"This..."Miao Huichun finally lowered his head, his face was red and white.

"Doctor Miao, I didn't do this for fame and fortune, but everyone was happy in the end, isn't there a fireworks show? I haven't seen this kind of excitement yet! When will it be?"

Miao Huichun was stunned, but she didn't expect that she hadn't even seen the fireworks. Thinking that people like them are generally in seclusion, they didn't delve deeper, thought for a while before saying, "It should be two days later!"

"Two days...", Qian Miao thought that Mo Yi should still be in meditation at that time, and her joy suddenly faded by half.

In the following days, when he had free time, he taught Dr. Miao to dispense medicine, or played games with Li'er.

Li'er seemed to like her water-covered silk very much, and thought it was so beautiful!

Tilting Miao also enjoyed it, and really turned this magic weapon that can take people's lives in an instant into something funny.

In addition, she would always take some time to stand in front of Mo Yi's room for a while throughout the day.

He never opened the door, nor called him. I just stood there quietly, feeling reassuring even if I was a door away.

She didn't know that no matter how lightly she was tacting, the copper bell on her wrist still clearly entered Mo Yi's ears. So, even if she hadn't gone in, the meditator's heart would have been in turmoil.

At dinner time on the third day, Li'er came to Tilt Miao's side: "Sister Tilt, let's go watch the fireworks at night, shall we?"

Only then did she remember that she had indeed been thinking about this day.

Biting the bamboo chopstick, he frowned and thought for a while, shook his head, and looked gloomy: "The weather is a little cold, I still prefer to hide in the quilt and sleep!"

"Yes? I thought you wanted to go. A nice male voice suddenly came from behind him, and he immediately turned around, and even fell to the ground with a bamboo chopstick.

Mo Yi bent down to pick it up and handed it to her: "If you don't want to go, I will continue to go back to my room to meditate." ”

"Don't!" Tilting Miao stood up suddenly, took the bamboo chopstick, and said pitifully, "I didn't want to go yet, but now I suddenly think about it, what should I do?"

Mo Yi smiled faintly: "Then let's go! ”

So, after dinner, the two took Li'er to the street together.

He asked, "Don't you need to meditate?"

Mo Yi replied lightly: "It's not all good, but it's almost." It's okay to come out once in a while to breathe. ”

"Oh. ”

There was another silence between the two.

Li'er, who was walking in the middle with a leaning hand, saw that the atmosphere between the two was awkward, so she took Mo Yi's hand and brought the two people who were a little awkward closer.

The heart is stagnant, but such a situation is inexplicably warm.

Bypassing a restaurant, we turned onto the main street.

Selling lanterns, juggling, storytellers, the crowd is bustling, so lively!

Li'er became interested in a noodle stall, so she trotted over, not forgetting to hold the hands of the two of them.

The three of them gathered in front of the stall, and the stall owner immediately began to solicit business.

"Today is very lively, the flowers are blooming, I'll pinch a peony flower for the daughters of the two!"

Stunned for a moment, he realized that the stall owner had mistaken their relationship, and immediately waved his hand, looking nervous: "No! We're not..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mo Yi hand over the copper plate, and Li'er also shouted on the side: "I don't want peony bouquets, I'm tired of seeing them in the courtyard!"

Tilt Miao breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they didn't care, but they were too sensitive.

glanced sideways at Mo Yi, and quietly moved to his side, and then moved again, until the shadows of the two were glued, forming a very intimate distance.

"Little Ancestor, what do you really want?" asked the noodle stall owner with a bitter face.

Li'er held her chin and thought for a while, then chuckled and said, "I want a good-looking princess." If the clothes are blue, the hair is long, and there is a beautiful silk silk, can you pinch it out?"

The stall owner pursed his lips in some embarrassment, his eyes fell on the body of the inclined miao, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he found the prototype in an instant.

So I picked out the colored clay and made it.

He did it very seriously, and after a long time, a vivid, ethereal face like a fairy was done.

Li'er held it in her hand with joy and looked at the light. The onlookers also let out bursts of admiration and began to scramble for the stall owner to make one for them in the same style.

For a while, the small stall became more crowded.

Mo Yi pulled them out, looked back at the crowd behind them, and couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

Li'er looked at the hour, and it seemed that it was time to set off the fireworks, so she moved to the bank of the river with some of the crowd.

It was the first time she saw such a thing as fireworks, so she was naturally very excited.

Seeing the fireworks fly into the air and explode with a very loud sound, like a flower blooming suddenly, scattering many petals in the wind, even if it ends, it has a different kind of beauty.

The sporadic firelight fell, and the reflection swayed in the water, like a bright galaxy swimming, and the lights on the shore were even more dim and dim.

She kept her emotions high, and even couldn't help but hold Mo Yi's hand, pointed to the fireworks that had just been lit, and shouted excitedly: "Have you seen it?

Mo Yi's steps were a little vain, and with such a pull, he leaned forward with his body, and when he looked at her, he was so close that even her eyelashes could be seen very clearly.

He didn't see the peculiar fireworks she was referring to, but he saw something brighter and more beautiful in her eyes.

Fragments of color swirled in her pupils, and they were suddenly familiar, but they couldn't withstand the sadness that followed.

Mo Yi stabilized his body and closed his eyes slightly, unable to tell whether it was because of her that he remembered Mao Qing or because he was greedy for this feeling.

I know it's bad, but I can't leave it.

If you are addicted, go with you...

Until the end of the whole fireworks, the pouring is still unfinished.

She sat on the grass by the river, looking at the full moon reflected in the river, enjoying the silence very much.

Children are easily tired, and Li'er has already been lying in Moyi's arms, sleeping soundly.

It's just that he still holds the noodle man tightly in his hand, as if it is a very precious thing.

Looking at them with a tilted tilt, he suddenly became interested and sang a nursery rhyme.

"A plough ox and half a field are harvested by heaven, and the famine is also based on heaven.

Coarse tea and light rice are full of three meals, sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening.

The cloth is warmer than the silk brocade, and the long can also be worn, and the short can also be worn.

There are a few thatched huts, and they are safe and sound, and they are safe to stay.

After the rain, the sky is blue and the boat is driven, the fish is on one side, and the wine is on the other.

When I return to the children at night, there are words today, and there are words in the past.

I sleep alone on the three poles of the sun, who is the most free, I am the most free..."

The sound was so beautiful that even the river suddenly became still, and the insects did not chirping, but they were all fascinated.

"Who taught this?" Mo Yi asked lightly.

"Li'er taught. ”

"The life in the song is really much better than that of the gods. It's really free. Mo Yi agreed, followed by silence.

Qian Miao thought a little wistfully, why couldn't the two of them talk as if they were close friends?

Wuzi was silent for a while, and then she suddenly asked, "Hey, Mo Yi, don't you like it here?"

"Like. Mo Yi replied simply.

"That's... Shall we stay here forever?" she immediately asked nervously, her eyes as bright as glass with flames hidden.

Mo Yi was stunned, thinking that he had misheard, and frowned at her, not knowing how to reply.

Seeing that he didn't react, he laughed at himself and thought, how could he agree? Even if she came to this ukiyo-e mirror with him, and had this opportunity to be alone, it was only because of Qing'e.

His spirit suddenly languished, and he made an excuse, pretending to laugh lightly: "What are you doing in a daze! But I'm joking with you! You see that you are usually so old-fashioned, if you don't say that, I will be suffocated by you!"

Although she smiled like a hundred flowers on her face, she was indescribably bitter in her heart.

Qian Miao was very annoyed by such a self, obviously asking very seriously, but he overturned it with one hand, as if he was afraid that he would give an answer.

I always feel that the answer is already in my heart, but I am afraid that he will say it.

It's better to be like this, like now, let him be a frivolous demon.

Only now do I know that I like him, and I like him like that.