Ouyang went to the backyard to fetch a bucket of well water with the messy chicken coop, even in the scorching heat, the groundwater was still cold and clear. He remembered www.biquge.info days when he and his father put watermelons in the well and waited for a few hours before picking them up and eating them as chilled watermelons. It was at the end of the nineties of the last century, and although refrigerators were no longer a rare commodity for urban people, they were not affordable for ordinary rural people. The well has become a substitute for the refrigerator, whether it is watermelon or home-brewed rice wine, after being placed in it for a period of time, it can always burst out with extraordinary deliciousness, even if it is a sour wine, it can become a good product for Xiao Ouyang's summer heat.

I don't know if there are any watermelons for sale there.

After a brief wash, he quietly pushed open the door of Qingshuang's bedroom, obviously worried that he would feel like a thief.

Qingshuang, who was still wearing last night's clothes, took her right arm and imprisoned the neck of the fish intestines, as if they were exhausted, lying on their backs on a small bed of only one meter and a half, and snoring slightly. Perhaps because of the heat, both of them lifted their tops restlessly, exposing their small bellies to the air to dissipate heat.

Ouyang swallowed his saliva and closed the door with a red face, under the restriction of adults, the picture that children should not be above is inevitably a little imaginative.

"Did the little brother solve it so quickly?" Han Yue was bored squatting on the ground counting ants, and when she saw Ouyang come out, she straightened her skirt and stood up, unlike the day before, she changed into a pair of white pantyhose.

"Well, I've kept Miss Hanyue waiting," the red tide on Ouyang's face hadn't faded yet, and he tasted the bad taste in Hanyue's words, "I just washed up and didn't do anything!" ”

"But little brother, look at the way you blush," Han Yue pointed at Ouyang's cheek, "Isn't it the blood and qi surging up and the worm on the brain." ”

"It must be because it's too hot," Ouyang said with his palm fanning the wind, "Ah, it's really hot." ”

"Then with the cold moon, start from the depths and become even hotter." Her voice suddenly became soft, and a hint of a hoarse voice stirred the air, and the emerald green mountains and forests had a peachy scent. Of course, Ouyang knew that this was just another prank on her, but he couldn't deny that his heart was beating twice more suddenly at that moment.

"Miss Hanyue said that the exchange should start quickly," Ouyang raised his hands in surrender, "and I have no interest in the little kids. ”

"Little brother's heart rate just now has reached 203 beats per minute," Han Yue instantly pierced through Ouyang's pale lie, "If your emotions fluctuate so violently during the battle, you have already died ten thousand times." ”

It's better to save some face for adults.

"Fighting, what fighting?" Ouyang didn't think there was any need to fight in this harmonious mountain village, except for the time when he caught the thief (fish intestines), "Is it hand-to-hand combat with a bear, which can only be done by a strong man of at least 100 kilograms." ”

"Bears, a low-class mammal, can hit ten with one hand." She shook the knife in her lace-strewn sleeve.

Ouyang remembered the awe-inspiring murderous aura he felt yesterday, and didn't feel that the little girl in front of him, who was only one meter and four heads, was lying, he at least had the courage to fight in front of the bear, and in the face of that killing intent, he could only tremble and wait for fate to make its own choice. If Qingshuang hadn't arrived in time, it was still unknown whether he would have been able to see the sun this morning.

Although Cold Moon seemed to have turned into an allied force, Ouyang still raised twelve points of vigilance.

It's not uncommon to miss out on a fight.

He didn't want to entrust his fate to the mercy of the little girl in front of him, who was not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Little brother is relieved," Han Yue showed a hint of apology when he saw Ouyang enter the state of preparation, "Last time, I thought you were a stealing chicken and dog who came in with bad intentions, so I planned to warn you." ”

Where is the warning, it is clearly murder!

"And you came from Sister Qingshuang," Hanyue continued, "Maybe I will ask my little brother for help in the future, but I can't refuse." ”

She took a step closer and looked up at Ouyang.

"Wrap it up on me." Without thinking, Ouyang agreed.

"Then thank you, little brother, I have to repay you well."

Cold Moon stepped back about 5 steps, and Ouyang was surrounded by the summer sun, and the figure of Cold Moon in his eyes began to distort in the hot airflow.

Han Yue put on a serious face, and her black eyes stared at Ouyang with anxiety.

She spoke, coldly, this should be what she is.

"Start with this distance."

"Feel the despair."

An invisible gust of wind opened up from under the feet of the cold moon and stopped behind Ouyang.

Ouyang lost his perception of the outside world, as if he only existed in this small circular space with a diameter of about 4 meters.

He began to miss the scorching sun, and in this enchantment shrouded in black shadows that transcended his common sense, even fear became superfluous.

Through the fog, he saw the vague figure of the cold moon.

"Hey, Hanyue, what's going on, is it the latest VR technology, is this the experimental base of mad scientists?" As if he had caught a life-saving straw, Ouyang struggled out of his throat with a scream.

She didn't say anything, and answered Ouyang with action.

Cold Moon approached him silently.

Her silver hair, which was originally only up to her shoulders, covered her back, and her dark eyes with almost no iris were replaced by a pair of eyes that seemed to reflect the Milky Way stars, in which Ouyang saw the flow of time, in which the stars were born, destroyed, exploded, and reborn, nothing could withstand the ruthless washing of time, and he was addicted to it and could not extricate himself.

As she got closer and could even feel the other party's breathing, Ouyang realized that Hanyue had become about as tall as herself.

This time, Ouyang didn't feel any killing intent, but this was what he was more afraid of.

A killer who can't hide his killing intent and a killer who is completely silent, it is self-evident which is stronger and which is weaker.

Ouyang saw clearly the murder weapon she was holding in her hand, it was a short knife shaped like a crescent moon, if Han Yue's eyes were stars, then this short knife that was not much longer than a dagger was like a toad palace above the nine heavens, exuding a soft glimmer in the darkness, which made people relax.

Time stood still, and only the galaxy in Hanyue's eyes was still turning.

Ouyang, who sensed the confusion, didn't know how long it had been.

Hanyue raised the corners of her mouth about 30 degrees on both sides, and smiled kindly and dependently like a neighbor's childhood sweetheart sister who was two or three years younger.

The shadows in the space dissipated a lot because of this smile.

"It's rude to stare into a girl's eyes," Han Yue covered Ouyang's eyes with her empty left hand, leaned into Ouyang's ear and whispered, "Even a little brother has to be punished." ”

Hearing Hanyue's words, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Ouyang was completely relieved, a stream of heat erupted from his neck.

Han Yue removed his left hand, and Ouyang regained his vision, and the crescent moon blade in Han Yue's hand was still spotless like a gentle and noble woman.

The blood flowing from Ouyang Artery fell to the ground dripping, and he was at a loss to cover the blood vessels with his hands, but he had no choice but to watch the body temperature leave him.

Ouyang had 10,000 questions to tell Hanyue, who was still smiling sweetly.

He opened his lips, only to find that his tongue was not strong at all.

In essence, he was just an ordinary college student, death was really too far away from him, and he had never prepared for his death in the near future, but the death in front of him told him to be ready to realize now.

Ouyang fell to the ground, cold.

This time, there will be no more yellow-haired little girls to save her, and there will be no goosebumps from white-haired sloppy people squatting at home to talk to him about family trivialities.

He opened his mouth like a saltwater fish washed ashore by the waves and exposed to the air, greedily breathing in the last few breaths of air.

Han Yue's face became blurred, and the world fell into darkness again, of course Ouyang knew that this was due to his excessive blood loss, and he also knew that the smile on the girl's face must still be that one.

Ouyang, who was completely unconscious, was awakened by the sun, and at this moment he gave it twelve praises.

He found himself covered in sweat, or a cold sweat from excessive fear.

A magpie flew out of the trees in the forest, startling the leaves on the ground, bringing Ouyang back to reality.

Han Yue was still standing five steps away, and she was still a small man of one meter four, and there was no inner fluctuation in her dark eyes, but Ouyang believed that she would never forget the smile she was wearing now, exactly the same as in the enchantment.

"I'm sorry to scare the little brother," Han Yue folded her hands and apologized to Ouyang, there was really nothing in her hand, "But this is also for the good of the little brother." ”

"What the hell was that just now...... Ouyang was struggling with his words, "It's something like an enchantment, and what is the matter with Miss Hanyue in there, and I'm not already ...... by you"

"When you were inside, little brother, you called me Hanyue," she was a little dissatisfied with Ouyang's unfamiliar title, "Or do you say that men turn their faces and don't recognize people when they come out." ”

"Hanyue, my own sister," Ouyang was obviously overwhelmed by Hanyue, who could make yellow jokes at any time, "We won't be here in the afterlife." ”

"It's okay to say that," Hanyue said, "but since Sister Qingshuang didn't say it, then I'd better reserve my opinion." ”

"It's just an enchantment that belongs to me, an illusory thing born from people's fantasies, of course, little brother, don't underestimate it, the unreal and the real are just a thin line apart." She continued, "I can pull you out of reality and into fantasy, and I can also leave you there to be drowned out by time. ”

"Not scientific," Ouyang repeated, "not scientific." ”

"This is definitely some kind of latest black technology," Ouyang was obviously a believer in Scientology, "or just the force of nature that has not yet been explained." ”

"Recognize the reality, it's good for you, little brother." Han Yue stepped forward and stretched out her hands to cover Ouyang's eyes.

Ouyang subconsciously took a step back.

Hanyue smiled helplessly.

"Even if it's really supernatural power," a trace of shame flashed across Ouyang's face, "Then what kind of existence are you, Miss Hanyue, are you still human......

"You should have guessed right, little brother?" She also retreated five paces away, keeping a safe and distant distance.

"Okay, Sister Qingshuang seems to have woken up," Hanyue turned around, "I'll go first, goodbye, little brother." ”

"See you tomorrow," Ouyang said, then raised his voice, "See you tomorrow in Cold Moon." ”

She waved her hand, turned her face sideways and showed that charming smile again, her short silver hair touched the corners of her mouth under the summer breeze, and Han Yue brushed the hair of her sideburns behind her ears, and then slowly disappeared from Ouyang's field of vision.