222 Fabrication
Shao Yu's room was very clean and tidy.
In terms of overall furnishings, there is nothing to be surprised about, a very ordinary small bedroom, a table with a bookcase, chairs, a wardrobe, and a bed - 2 meters by 1.5 meters, just look at the two pillows next to the pillow, you know that the owner of the room consumes more time in bed than on the desk.
No one has lived here for a long time, even relatives and friends will go to live in the guest room, this room must be regarded as a memorial and sustenance, and it is often cleaned to keep it clean, Yu Ge touched the lampshade at the head of the bed, and there was no dust, he smiled: "Your parents love you very much." β
"Your parents, too."
Shao Yu opened the wardrobe and found that his clothes were still the same as before, although they had been well maintained, there were still some traces of time, especially, except for white shirts and jeans and other 10,000-year-old versatile models, the others were barely retro clothes? It doesn't match the current popular elements, but with his own appearance and temperament, wearing it may be interpreted into another meaning, and it will definitely not be that he can't afford to wear new clothes anyway.
That's the beauty of having a good face and a great body.
Old-fashioned or classic vintage, sometimes, it's up to the model.
Rummaging through a pillow at the bottom floor, Shao Yu threw it on the bed and clapped his hands: "You sleep inside." β
Yu Ge picked up the pillow: "Why?" β
At the same time, an answer had already popped up in his mind, which had been full of Xiaobi's baptism (poison), 'Because you are suffering', and then he was embarrassed.
There were two lights in the bedroom, and Shao Yu turned on the warm yellow bedside lamp and turned off the bright incandescent lamp.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, it refers to such a warm light.
He walked over, untied the other party's coat with dexterous fingers, and said softly, "Because this is my bed, I am only willing to give you the place inside." The two faces were very close, and Shao Yu's eyes were burning: "If you don't agree, don't sleep tonight." β
Yu Ge raised his hand in surrender: "Hey, my parents are here-"
"They won't find out."
Shao Yu wrinkled his nose, this action is very cute, innocent and childish, like a carefree and temperamental child under the protection of his parents, and children are often willful, to some extent, the danger is greater than that of adults, Yu Ge's heart was alarmed, and he quickly put the pillow in place, and he was in place: "Okay, let's sleep." β
Changing into the pajamas in the storage magic weapon, the two lay side by side, and soon fell asleep.
As long as he thought that this was the room where Shao Yu really grew up from an ignorant child, Yu Ge felt that there was a special atmosphere here, stable, tolerant, and full of friendliness, and he fell asleep in such a package.
The night gradually transitioned to day, the sky was faint, and a faint dawn crept in from the side of the curtain, and sprinkled a few rays of light on the two young men on the bed. - Well, at least outwardly youth.
Leaning on the inside, the sleeping position is very traditional, lying flat, with the hands under the quilt folded on the lower abdomen; The other was lying on his side, his head sliding down with the pillow, his breath blowing to the face of the person next to him, and one hand in the quilt resting on the other's chest. If the posture of sleep can really represent the character of people, then the former must be a decent gentleman who follows the rules, and the latter is difficult to define, maybe it is a lack of security and unconsciously looking for support, or a strong possessiveness and subconsciously not wanting to let go, who knows?
Everybody knows.
They both had smiles on their faces, relaxed and gentle, and the birdsong was already ringing outside the window, which seemed to be an ordinary, lazy morning, and the two men in the room seemed to be ready to sleep until they woke up naturally, until a hurried footstep suddenly sounded, and the door was opened by the key, followed by the faces that greeted the eyesβ
Facing the two pairs of clear eyes, Shao Ma's excited expression turned into embarrassment: "Ah, you are all awake." β
"Early."
Yu Ge sat up, Shao Yu closed his eyes and said reluctantly, "What time is it?" I'll sleep for another five minutes......"
Five minutes here is an imaginary number, you know.
"It's okay, it's okay, you can continue to sleep," the familiar words of Lai Lai made Shao's mother feel more cordial and calmed down, she also remembered that the monk was deaf and clear, and would be woken up by her footsteps, and waved her hand and said: "I'll call you when the lunch is ready!" β
"Hmm."
Shao's mother turned to leave, and thoughtfully locked the door, even through the door panel, Yu Ge could hear her murmuring: "Great, it's not a dream, Amitabha." β
This may be the common mentality of people after receiving a huge surprise, suspecting that everything is fake and dreamy, and rushing to the room early in the morning to find her son, how can it not be the worry and panic of the old mother?
Yu Ge blinked his sour eyes and lay down again: "Mom believes in Buddhism? β
"I don't believe it."
"She just said 'Amitabha'."
"In the mouths of most people in the Heavenly Dynasty, this sentence has the same meaning as 'God blesses', 'Three Clears are above' and 'Bodhisattva Compassion'."
"What do you mean?" Yu Ge is quite incredible.
"Most of our country are pragmatists, in other words, whoever has a letter to whom, but the current situation is useless, so everyone just picks a casual one." Shao Yu affirmed his thoughts, the world without extraordinary power is different after all, at least he has not seen any miracles that cannot be explained by science.
ββ¦β¦β
Yu Ge pondered for a long time, opened the curtains and looked at the tall buildings from afar: "That's why, can mortals develop such a scene?" β
Shao Yu sat up and closed the curtains.
He earnestly instructed his partner: "What if someone happens to be using a telescope in the building opposite?" β
ββ¦β¦ Will it? β
"You're charismatic enough to make people take risks."
The sincere praise made Jian Xiu uncomfortable, and he retorted: "If someone is looking here, it's probably your reason!" β
"Do you want me to be watched?"
"I don't want to."
"Good, we've agreed, sleep!"
Shao Yu lay down again, obviously a monk who didn't need sleep, but he was seriously fulfilling his plan to lie in bed.
This may be regarded as nostalgia for the old days and reliving the memories of the past, but for some reason, Jian Xiu feels that the Taoist seems to be enjoying it?
Incomprehensible.
What are the benefits of waking up late? Did you miss breakfast?
"Knock"
A small knock sounded, and there was a voice outside the door: "Meow~o(=nn=)m"
The hearing was instantly enlarged, and Shao Yu, who knew that his brother was dragged by his mother to buy vegetables, rubbed his forehead, and the just right wind twisted the handrail, opening a gap, and the big cat got into the room and jumped on the bed lightly.
Shao Yu took out the cat nest he carried with him and put it next to his pillow, walked in with ladylike steps elegantly, got up and began to sleep.
The door closed again, locked, and in order to prevent the dear brother from collapsing and looking for the cat when he came back, the caring brother left a fluorescent font in the corner under the door, and the cat and the same height: 'Yiyi love me, I love Yiyi, you can go.' β
Very good, no worries.
Keep sleeping.
Under the care of his parents, the days are leisurely and comfortable, and someone who has packed his laptop is not ashamed to live a life of clothes and food and mouth, and does nothing every day except for updates.
The plot has progressed to the life of the protagonist in the Valley of the Shooting Moon.
In view of this period of time, the protagonist with the same name as the author is actually himself at home with nothing to do every day, and he can't trigger any eye-catching tasks, and Yu Ge is also in the unclear state of bamboo horses and bamboo friends, for the sake of new eyeballs, Shao Yu rolled his eyes and decided to add some materials.
To be honest, he has always felt that there is a situation between the master and the uncles, which is not quite like a simple brother-teacher relationship.
Anyway, it is impossible for Qingxiao to come to a cross-world chase, Shao Yu has no psychological pressure, and began to write a deputy cp, and finally simply inserted an extravagance in the text, to the effect that:
Qingxiao, a newcomer to Yinyuan Peak, became the chief at a young age, and when he went out to do a mission with the true inheritance of other peaks, everyone was faintly unconvinced, and he couldn't work together, but he was caught by the spider demon who was the target of the mission, and they were all trapped in the big web made of spider silk and couldn't get out.
When the spider demon appeared in front of them, turned into a beautiful woman in front of the monks, and began to eat a bloody human arm, some of the disciples were frightened, some began to cry, some refused to admit defeat, some were pale, only Qingxiao remained calm, calmly excessive, and disgusted:
"That's how you eat? Barbaric obscurantism, waste of materials. β
The spider demon was interested: "What is Xiao Langjun's opinion?" β
Qingxiao moved his hands and feet: "Let me down." β
The conceited spider demon put him down, and then he was stunned by the oncoming food teaching, what part of the meat is cooked to how many points taste best, what grass liquid and juice can be used as a seasoning, what soup and what dish are the most flavorful with each other, after trying to make two dishes according to what Qingxiao said, the spider demon opened the door to a new world, and felt that he had lived in vain.
Ah, anyway, a few days later, she was put down by Qingxiao with food.
The task was successfully completed, the fellow disciples were all saved, Qing Yang was among them, and when the others expressed their gratitude, Jian Xiu was eager to try: "Let's fight?" β
Qingxiao ignored him.
The energetic and enthusiastic sword cultivation is difficult to dismiss, after returning to the sect, he persistently runs to Yin Yuan Peak every day, Qingxiao will not let him get his wish most of the time, but will assign him to do all kinds of things, running errands and other jobs are thrown to him, saying that it is a reward for learning.
In any case, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up, and at this moment, the head of the sect, Zongyi, brought in another true inheritor, the Taoist name Qinglan.
That's right, Shao Yu wrote about the feelings β of the master and the two uncles.
It took three days and nine chapters, and he finished this paragraph, with a big heart, as for Yu Ge's mood...... It's probably like being struck by the lightning of the Yuan Infant Tribulation without protection.
On the fourth day, when Shao Yu opened the net, he found that the seal was locked.
If the NP is reported, the report is established.
Shao Yu: "......" 166 Reading Network