Hua listened to the slight movement of her eyes, and reached out to take the cigarette stick.

She has seen this old-fashioned white copper inlaid cigarette gun in the TV series, the whole cigarette gun is carved from white copper cow bones, the skin is polished smooth and rounded, the cigarette stick line is engraved with two Arhat figures, the rod body is pasted with bats, eagles and other auspicious patterns of white copper patches, the bottom of the cigarette stick lion pattern, both noses are for the air hole, fine workmanship, at a glance you know that it is worth a lot.

Inagaki Zhiping lowered his eyes and looked at the cigarette gun in Hua Ting's hand for a long time, before he drew a trace of the corners of his lips and smiled: "If Miss Bai has the courage to taste it, then this business will be finalized." ”

Hua Ting looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were dull and dead, like a wave of unwavering lake, the outside looked at the clear jade, but the inside was dark without seeing the day, pressing heavily, swallowing all the freshness inch by inch, corroding, and turning into wet soot.

Inagaki Zhihei was fascinated, the woman in front of her, when she was not smiling, she was like the snow on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, and when she laughed, it was the warmest red day in winter, this woman called Baihua Ting, if it belonged to herself, how good would it be?

"Isn't it just smoking opium," Hua Ting's lips opened and closed, and her gentle voice revealed, "What's so difficult?" Besides, I grew up in opium. ”

Inagaki raised his hand and motioned for her to "please".

Hua Ting's hand holding the cigarette gun was still steady, but the waves in his eyes disappeared a few times, and then he frowned almost invisibly.

Shihei Inagaki stared at her deadly, his eyes sharp and thorough, as if he refused to let go of any small and subtle changes in her face.

Die and die! You can't just give up halfway when things get to this point, right? Thinking like this, Hua put the cigarette holder in her mouth, calmed down, and took a very slight puff inside.

A choking delusion accompanied by nausea and dizziness came from the throat, she was choked at once, only to feel dizzy and her head hurt as if it was about to be sawn, she had never smoked, and she didn't know how to smoke opium, and when she looked down and coughed violently, she suddenly thought that she was glad that she was glad after all, this smoke did not reach her lungs, but like a bitter medicine, it reverberated back and forth in her mouth.

She hated and feared opium, and she knew very well that the mind of an opium overdose would reach a state of numbing meditation, and that her body would experience a euphoric sensation accompanied by crazy hallucinations; The photos of the poisoners published in the history textbooks were appearing in front of her eyes in a real and cruel way, they were skinny, yellow-faced, and mentally depressed, and their body organs were failing step by step, and then step by step towards death.

"Miss Bai is a novice at first glance." Inagaki Zhihei laughed, his eyes were playful, but he was no longer embarrassed, and handed her a freshly brewed cup of tea, "I like Miss Bai's temperament." ”

Hana finally stopped coughing, sat up straight and looked at him, "Is Inagaki-sama satisfied?" The bloodshot eyes were not gone, and only the curled eyelashes stopped and fanned, "I really haven't smoked opium." He took the teacup and took a sip of warm tea.

"Miss Bai is really as bold as rumored."

"It's over." As soon as these words came out, there was a seductive and mocking smile on his face.

Inagaki Zhihei naturally couldn't understand it, and stretched out his hand to take back the white copper smoking gun on the table, "I've always liked to deal with straightforward people......"

"Then this business ......" Hua Ting's eyes swayed slowly, and he shook around Inagaki Zhiping's face, and his smile became even stronger, "Just according to the price set by Mr. Bai before?" ”

Shihei Inagaki took a sip of tea with a smile, stretched out his index finger and shook it twice in front of her eyes, "No......"

"How?" Hua Ting lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, and his palms were cold and sweaty.

"Miss Bai has a refreshing temperament, I naturally won't be greedy for your cheapness, this business ......" The smile in Inagaki Zhiping's eyes shook slightly, "Just according to the original price, how about it?" Is Miss Bai satisfied? ”

Hua Ting's heart jumped, and she naturally nodded, "Mr. Inagaki is also a bold person." ”

Inagaki Zhihei laughed, and in a good mood, he added another cup of Jin Junmei to her.

When I got out of the teahouse, it was raining heavily.

Hua Ting still felt a discomfort in his throat, and when he saw Jian also holding up the umbrella and coming down, he raised his hand to signal him to stop.

Although Jian Yi was puzzled, she also obediently stopped.

Hua Tingli stood three meters away from him, letting the thunderstorm douse her to a soaked soak, so that she could recover from the choking smell of smoke just now; She looked at Jian Yi opposite through the dense rain curtain, he was holding a black umbrella, his head was lowered, his eyes were elegant and clear, and he sank into her soulless eyes step by step.

Hua Ting stood in the rain, like a carved beam and painted building covered by snow around her, amazingly beautiful, but she couldn't see it clearly.

I don't know how long it took, Jian Yiyan smiled, and then narrowed into a crescent moon, the two pear vortices were shallow, so cute that they didn't speak, "Sister Hua is enough?" ”

She nodded, and he walked over to her.

*****

Hua Ting caught a cold that night, and his illness was menacing, and he did not get better for three days.

Jian Yi sat on the edge of her bed, took the medicine bowl, and pressed her hand against the wall of the bowl to probe the temperature, "Sister Hua, you still don't want to participate in such things in the future, leave it to me." After checking the temperature, he picked up the white porcelain spoon and swirled it in the dark red liquid medicine in a circle.

"I'd love to."

The medicine spoon was handed to her lips, she obediently opened her mouth and drank it, raised her eyes to see Jian Yi's face, he was looking at her, the corners of his eyes were faintly black, and his thin lips were tightly closed.

"I don't allow it." The three words are cut short, but they are firmly and forcefully.

Hua Ting took a sip of the medicine, then tilted his head and smiled at him, this smile seemed to have taken away the fireworks in the red candle, his lips rubbed his fingertips ambiguously, and as soon as he raised his head, he drank it with his hand.

The medicine soon bottomed out, and Jane put the bowl aside and leaned over to tuck the corners of the quilt for her.

Hua Ting stared at him silently, and when he saw that he had no more words to say, and when he was about to get up again, he grabbed his wrist.

"Since we are husband and wife," she looked up at him, the smile in her eyes flickered but flashed with a moment of blazing light, "you should be blessed and share hardships, and this is also my original intention of marrying you." After saying that, she smiled secretly, she had really been sick for a long time, and even her speech became hypocritical.

Jian Yi exhaled a long breath in a deep manner, and did not speak, just shook his head.

Hua Ting paused for a long time, slowly let go of the hand holding him, and said, "I can do as much as I can, because I'm not sure when I'll go back." ”

Jian Yi snorted lightly, and her sculpted face finally loosened a little, "Why did Sister Hua talk about going back again?" ”

"You know, I'm not of your age."

Jian Yi looked at her, a white and tender plain face was sick at the moment, the scattered green silk was draped over her shoulders, her brows were slightly frowned, a little light, and her eyes were only staring at his hand on the quilt in a daze.

I don't know how long later, the hand suddenly moved, slowly lifted, stroked her forehead, touched the center of her eyebrows, followed her unhooked eyebrows, paused from the eyebrows, to the peak of the eyebrows, and slid to the tail of the eyebrows.

"Sister Hua, where are you from?"

Hua Ting raised his eyes to look at him, a pair of eyes were a little worried, Jane also stared at her eyebrows, some dry lips squirmed slightly, and then fell silent again, only her face was left in her eyes, and she sighed for a while, her voice was so low that it didn't seem to come from her throat: "I don't want to listen to Sister Hua talk about these nonsense anymore." ”

"Jian Yi, don't deceive yourself, the 918 incident is the best proof." Her eyes were extremely peaceful, like the stillness of all the people around her, and this kind of tranquility was different from the silent dead silence, it was alive, alive, beating gently with the pulse of his blood, and a secret joy grew from the bottom of her heart.

"And don't forget what I told you, ...... in 1945"

"Sister Hua," Jane leaned forward, moved her buttocks, and leaned back on the bed, rarely interested in accompanying her to break around, "Why don't you tell me what your era was like?" ”

"You don't understand," Hua listened to the tilt of his head, and the next moment he smiled, the familiar bewitching smile swayed from his throat, humming out of his nasal cavity, "I didn't mention how free I was in that era, plus the technology is very developed, if you want to find a person, don't mention how easy, mobile phones, WeChat, Weibo and Weibo are all clues, like the bulky old telephone downstairs in our house has long been eliminated in my time, and it has become an antique......"

Jian Yi smiled and listened quietly.

"Do you know where our Chinese capital was after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War? It's the place where the inspector is staying now, and it has been renamed Beijing in my time, and the name is foreign, right? But I'm still from Shanghai," Hua listened more and more energetically, coughed twice, and continued, "It's just that Shanghai in my time was very different from Shanghai now, and the current French Concession or the British Concession became a tourist attraction in my time......

"Sister Hua, why do you say it like the real thing......" Jian Yi shook her shoulders and couldn't help laughing. (To be continued.) )