Chapter 65: The Mystery of the Killing (15)
The carriage walked slowly, and Feng Jiu lay on the backrest, holding a book and watching it leisurely, not afraid of hurting his eyes. Zitong sat across from him, and he didn't want to speak, the atmosphere seemed to be too awkward. After walking for a while, she became even more uncomfortable, and it was not a word to go on like this. In order to break the overly quiet atmosphere, she asked, "Feng Jiu, where are we going?" β
He glanced at Zitong, threw the book aside, and sat up lazily: "Go and talk about love, isn't today a day to talk about love?" β
This kind of words came out of his mouth, and the ghost believed it, and Zitong was not a ghost, so she didn't believe it: "Hehehehehehe-" She pulled out a smile with difficulty, "Who is in love with whom?" Why can't I understand? β
He blinked: "And you, little ordinary, what, isn't it like?" β
Zitong glanced at him with a little disdain: "It's not like it, it's not like it at all." β
He looked down at himself, "Isn't that like?" I think I look like it. β
Finally caught his weak spot, Zi Tong excitedly pointed out him like a teacher: "It's okay for you to dress up and fight against those eldest ladies, but it's obviously out of place to wear it today." First of all, many couples will go out to enjoy the flowers in the wild today, you see how those men pretend to be with fans. Secondly, you see that the dress you are wearing, it is wide and wide, and if you are not careful, you will get grass juice, and it will be difficult to walk by yourself, let alone take care of women. Again, your hair is so long, it's okay to wear it normally, and it's best to tie it up when you go out, it's neat, convenient and very young. The way you look now, how can you be like a stunned young man who talks about love, saying that there are three children in your family who are believed by others. β
He smiled and listened carefully to Zitong's words, and nodded: "That's right, it makes sense." With that, he threw the fan back, and then took off his coat, revealing the blue jacket inside.
Then he put his head over: "Come, help me tie my hair up." β
Was he kicked in the head by a donkey? Zitong swallowed his saliva and trembled: "You, do you really want to tie your hair?" β
"Really, please."
"Don't blame me for not looking good?"
"There's no one else where we go, and we don't show it to others anyway, so what kind of way you tie it is."
As soon as he said this, Zitong was finally relieved, happily took out a comb, divided it by two, and tied him with a hairstyle exactly the same as Haoyue: a high ponytail with two mischievous sideburns on both sides.
After tying it up, Zitong shouted: "Tie it up." β
He reached out and touched his tied hair, and shook his head intoxicatedly: "How is it, is it good-looking?" β
Seeing his current appearance, disappointment and surprise surged into Zitong's heart at the same time. disappointed because Zitong wanted to tease him and specially gave him a relatively childish hairstyle, but it turned out that the handsome guy was a handsome guy no matter how he tossed it. is amazing because Feng Jiu has become a stunned young man who is not much different from Haoyue's age when he is dressed up like this, and he is still a handsome sunny young man.
Zi Tong exclaimed, "Feng Jiu, I think you are so young." β
Seeing Zitong's reaction, he seemed a little frustrated: "Little Pingfan, do I look old?" β
"It's not very old, it's just very mature, I thought you were at least thirty years old." Zitong replied honestly.
"What's in your thirties?" He argued a little excitedly.
Looking at this young Feng Jiu who he had never seen before, Zitong smiled thiefly: "Seeing you like this now, I believe you." β
Hearing Zitong say this, he seemed to realize his gaffe, turned his head to look out the window and stopped talking.
"Hey, don't be angry, let me look at it twice, you're so handsome, you may not be able to look at it in the future." Zitong reached out to wrench his head.
"It'll be there in a minute, don't be naughty." His voice returned to its usual calmness. But this voice matched his current appearance, it turned out to be a little funny, Zitong couldn't help laughing: "Hahahahaha, you're embarrassed to say that you're handsomeβ"
"Master, are you alright?" The handsome iceberg guy asked in front.
"It's fine!" Feng Jiu replied quickly, sounding like he was angry.
This made Zitong even happier, when did Feng Jiu Gongzi become so cute?
But Feng Jiu is Feng Jiu after all, seeing Zitong laughing like that, he simply didn't refute, and sat there without moving, letting her laugh. Later, Zitong was embarrassed and happily stopped laughing.
After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a big mountain in the south of the city, Feng Jiu jumped out of the carriage first, and handed his hand to Zitong: "It's here, come down." β
Zitong looked outside and jumped out of the carriage.
The handsome guy of the iceberg drove the carriage away, and Feng Jiu led Zitong to the mountain. Along the way, Feng Jiu walked very fast, and sometimes even jumped.
There is a large clearing at the top of the hill with an elaborate pavilion on the edge of the clearing. In the middle of the pavilion is a quaint small wine table, on which some wine and food are placed.
"Isn't it, you're inviting me to dinner?" Zitong asked.
"That's right, talk about love while eating." Feng Jiu said it seriously, not like a joke.
Zi Tong hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, as soon as I drink, I will be drunk, and I will do anything when I am drunk, maybe I will cut you with a knife." β
"Little Pingfan, don't you like to drink very much?" Feng Jiu smiled and said, "This wine is brewed by myself, no one else has drunk it, I won't get drunk if I drink two glasses less." Even if you cut me, I can dodge it. β
It's a trivial matter to cut you, what if you go crazy, Zitong muttered to herself in her heart.
At this moment, Feng Jiu said again: "Xiao Pingfan, don't worry, even if you take off your clothes, I won't touch you." β
"Who, who, who undressed?" Zi Tong yelled angrily.
He looked at Zi Tong with a smile and didn't answer, Zi Tong was furious by his eyes, so he had to respond carefully: "Then I'll only drink two cups, never more." β
When she arrived at the pavilion, Feng Jiu diligently helped Zitong set up the dishes and chopsticks, and took the wine jug and poured her a glass of wine.
Zi Tong was surprised to find that the wine was actually green. The verdant wine ripples slightly in the white porcelain glass, like a mischievous piece of jade, and the color is lovely. And the wine was so strong that they poured two small glasses of wine, and the whole pavilion was filled with that tempting aroma.
Feng Jiu raised his glass to Zitong: "Good wine should be tasted with beautiful women, cheers." β
Zitong touched the glass with him, and carefully poured the glass of jade wine into her stomach. The wine is delicious, sweet and delicious when you first enter it, and it is not spicy at all. After swallowing it, it keeps turning the aroma out of the stomach for a long time.
Zitong praised: "Good wine, really good wine!" β
Feng Jiu sniffed the empty cup in his hand charmingly, but his eyes glanced at me: "Xiao Pingfan, if you are willing to follow me, I can take you to the world to taste all the fine wines." β
"Hehehe," Zi Tong leaned back quietly, "Feng Jiu, you are really good at joking, but it's a pity that you are dressed like this now, it is not appropriate to make this kind of joke." "She's telling the truth, it's awkward for him to look like this now.
"Really?" He moved his body back stupidly, "Little Pingfan, what kind of life do you want to live?" β
"Ten acres of land, eight cows, husband and children hot kang head. That kind of life, it's so good. Zitong smacked her lips beautifully, "Feng Jiu, what kind of life do you want to live?" β
Feng Jiu raised his eyelids: "I didn't think about it. β
Zitong plucked up the courage to ask, "Have you ever thought about starting a family?" β
"Nope." Feng Jiu replied very dryly, "I didn't think about that kind of boring thing. β
"Oh, that's right." Zitong's mood quickly fell, and in a slight anger, she picked up a glass of wine and poured it into her stomach, and then said coldly, "Is there anything else?" I want to go back. β
"Leaving so early?" Feng Jiu looked at Zi Tong with a confused expression, "Aren't we going to fall in love?" β
"Haven't we already talked about it?" Zitong slammed the cup on the table and got up to leave.
Feng Jiu's figure flashed and stopped in front of Zitong: "Xiao Pingfan, don't go, what I want you to see hasn't come out yet." β
Zitong looked at the sky that had darkened slightly, and said angrily: "Don't look at it, I want to go home." β
"Little Pingfan, what's wrong with you?" Feng Jiu's face was full of innocent expressions, "I see that those men and women are all in love like this, aren't you happy?" β
"It's different, the ultimate goal of their dating is to get married, Feng Jiu Gongzi, you never thought about getting married, don't you think it's funny that you pulled me to fall in love? Of course, I didn't plan to fall in love with you, it's just a matter of dignity. Zitong said very seriously, as if it was a political debate.
"As long as the two are together, does it matter if they get married or not?" Feng Jiu argued, "If the two really want to be together, they don't have to get married." If the two don't want to be together, even if they get married, they will be separated again. In that case, why get married? β
His words made him look like a shameless love liar, so Zitong retorted: "Marriage is a kind of identification of belonging, a dual identification of morality and society, a protection of the feelings of both parties, and a rational activity that distinguishes people from animals." β
Feng Jiu blinked, as if thinking about the meaning of Zitong's words. After a while, he suddenly raised his arm and pointed to the sky, successfully changing the subject: "Look over there. β
The place he pointed to was empty, with nothing but an ethereal and transparent blue sky and a bright red sunset.
"What are you asking me to see?" Zitong asked.
"We'll find out in a moment."
After waiting for a few more minutes, the sunset on the horizon was much darker, turning from fiery red to a faint orange. Suddenly, a flickering Kong Ming lantern swayed up from the Windy City, followed by a second and a third......
It got dark quickly, and by the time those Kong Ming lanterns were rising, it was completely dark. The darker the day, the brighter the lantern became, and after a short time, the sky was filled with that lovely romantic flame. Under this warm light, I became a happy princess.
"It's so beautifulβ" Zi Tong muttered in admiration.
"I know there's going to be a sky lantern today, do you like it?" Feng Jiu asked softly beside him.
Zitong looked at the sky and nodded involuntarily: "I like it, I like it." As she spoke, her eyes moistened, and she wondered if she could live in this fairy tale forever.
"There's something even more beautiful over here." Feng Jiu took Zitong's hand and walked to the edge of the cliff, "Look at the river under the mountain." β
When Zitong saw the river, she was stunned again. The lights in that river were flickering, and it was full of river lanterns put by people. Large and small wishing river lanterns are spread throughout the river, and each river lantern represents a good wish, floating ahead. From above, the river looks like a flowing belt of gold.
The lights in the sky, the lights in the water, and the lights in the heart together form a beautiful picture. Just when Zi Tong could see it, Feng Jiu reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and said softly, "They said that this kind of scenery should be seen with others, and it is true." β
"Shall we go put out the river lanterns too?" After speaking, Zitong took a few steps forward, trying to break free from his hands.
He suddenly said in a commanding tone, "Don't move, hold your breath." β
Zi Tong looked at him suspiciously, his eyes were still staring at the bottom of the mountain, and he didn't look at Zi Tong. So Zitong asked strangely, "What, hold your breath?" β
He smiled faintly: "No need, it's too late." β
As soon as his words fell, Zitong's eyes suddenly lit up, his feet weakened, and he fell on top of him. He hurriedly hugged Zitong by the waist and comforted him softly: "Little Pingfan, don't be afraid, it'll be fine." β
Zitong didn't know what was going on, only that she was poisoned. Everything in front of me turned into a cloud of vague shadows, and finally even the shadows were gone, leaving only a piece of white.